Wang Ergou is no longer nervous now, even if the firearm on his side is no longer needed, the nervousness in his heart has long disappeared.

There is actually no difference between killing people and killing chickens, and there is basically no difference between using a firearm or a knife.

As for the barbarians, it seems that there is nothing wrong with equating them with chickens?

Wang Ergou, who had killed people with a fire hammer and hacked to death with a knife, could now sleep peacefully in the rumbling cannon fire like his own general banner, if there was no cannon sound, he would be a little unaccustomed to sleeping.

The second dog who was sleeping Zhengxiang felt a pain in his buttocks again, and was about to open his mouth to scold, when he heard the shout of Liu Wu, the head banner: "Prepare for the fuck, the barbarians are here!" ”

Looking up at the sky, Wang Ergou muttered, "These barbarians are smart and know how to come here when it's raining!" ”

Liu Wu glared at Wang Ergou and shouted, "You two dogs talk a lot!" Lao Tzu told you, this time the barbarians chose to attack in the rain, and there is no hope for the firecracker, so let's use the knife! ”

The strict hierarchy in the army made Wang Ergou not dare to stare back because he was shouted by the general banner, especially now that it was wartime.

If he had changed his usual life, Lao Tzu would have to beat him!

muttering to himself in his heart, Wang Ergou also took the knife in his hand.

At this time, the shield hand in front of him had already erected the shield, and after kneeling on one knee, he held the shield tightly.

Behind the shield hand are Wang Ergou, these jumping soldiers, holding a big knife in the form of a mock Mo knife, and then behind is a spearman who puts the tail of the gun against the ground, and holds the hemp rope on the barrel of the gun tightly, and the long tip of the spear flashes cold light and stretches out of the shield.

The pouring rain formed a huge rain curtain between heaven and earth, but it could not stop the cold light on the tip of the gun, and the rain falling from the sky smashed on the tip of the gun and splashed water on the tip of the gun, and then slid down the blade of the gun.

As for the rain poured on his face, no one took care of it at all, and no one moved even if the rain on his face flowed into a small river.

The big guys are holding back their energy, planning to see if the people on their side are ruthless, or those iron cans are more powerful.

That's right, the Spanish spearmen were called tin cans by the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, because they were all dressed in heavy armor, with high helmets on their heads, breastplates, leg armor, etc., which were no different from being wrapped in iron sheets.

As for the spears in the hands of these spearmen, the length is close to two zhang, and the weight is about seven or eight catties, which is indeed a veritable spear.

Liu Wu, the chief banner, looked at the spear that appeared in the distance and shouted: "Be on guard! ”

But as soon as Liu Wu's words fell, there was a familiar rumbling and whistling sound behind him—it was still a cannon washing the ground.

Liu Wu turned his head in confusion and scolded: "These bastards! ”

Fuck these bastard things, the cannon is easy to use, and basically no one can stand after a few waves, but now that Lao Tzu is going to use a knife to cut people, you guys will wash the ground first?

Liu Wu didn't know where the word cannon washing came from, but he was inexplicably appetizing.

In the past, when fighting against the Franco-barbarians, it was basically the artillery on their side that washed the ground first, and only after washing did it take their turn to appear on their side.

And after the foot pawn appeared on the stage, it was also a fire gun round shot, and the density of one shot at a time made it impossible for the barbarians on the opposite side to get close at all.

A good battle turned the artillery and guns into an operation to mend the knife and collect the corpse, and the entire Southern Imperial Forest Army had long expressed dissatisfaction.

I finally took advantage of this rainy opportunity to try the color of the barbarians on the other side, but the bastards of the artillery began to wash the floor again!

Fortunately, just after a round of washing, the artillerymen stopped the artillery washing operation and handed over the initiative of the battlefield to the Southern Imperial Forest Army and the soldiers of the guards.

Liu Wu, who was the vanguard of the Southern Imperial Forest Army, saw that the bastards of the artillery had finally stopped the shelling, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed, and he shouted again: "Be on guard!" ”

The Spanish spearmen didn't expect that the Ming army on the opposite side would be able to wash the ground again, and a lot of open spaces were blasted out of the entire formation, covered with stumps, broken arms and armor fragments.

Córdoba, who came to his senses, shouted angrily: "Sort out the queue! Advance! ”

At this moment, the Spanish spearmen finally showed the demeanor of the strongest army in Europe, and began to advance steadily with the frequency of their own drumbeats.

Spear to spear, there were spearmen on both sides, but the Spanish side advanced with spears in their bare hands, while the Ming army supported the spears behind their shields, waiting for the Franco-barbarians to deliver them themselves.

As soon as the spears of the two sides touched, the spearmen of the Ming army resisted the spears to death, pressed on the shield and deliberately set aside the recesses of the spears, while the shield bearers resisted the shield to the side, and at the same time stretched out their shoulders, so that the jumping soldiers stepped on their shoulders and jumped out.

Wang Ergou jumped out with a knife, and as soon as he landed, he heard an angry scolding from behind: "Ergouzi!" You're fucking fattened pig! ”

Wang Ergou smiled, but did not scold back.

There's no way, my body is like this, I am tall and tall and I am an outlier among the jumpers, and it is already good to be able to jump out of the shield hand!

But he was scolded, but the unhappiness in his heart was certain, Wang Ergou couldn't scold his companions back, but it would be no problem to send this fire to the barbarians opposite!

"Ahh With a scream, the feet of the barbarian opposite him had already left his body, and his body that had lost its support fell heavily to the ground.

What the barbarian is calling about, Wang Ergou doesn't understand, but he knows that the guy on the other side reached out and grabbed his calf and slashed the long knife into the barbarian's neck.

Regardless of the severed head, Wang Ergou had already taken the opportunity to straighten up, and his companions beside him began to move closer to one place, and then shouted: "Swing the knife!" ”

With Wang Ergou's command, the jumping soldiers who jumped out earlier swung the long knives in their hands towards the opposite side, but they didn't see the knives and broadswords that the barbarians slashed at them.

Once again, the law of an inch long and an inch strong on the battlefield came into play - although the long knife like the Mo knife was heavier, it could avoid the barbarian diagonally from the opposite side when swung at the shoulder.

After taking the long knife back, ignoring the colorful five internal organs and the splattered blood, Wang Ergou shouted again: "Swing the knife!" ”

Shen Zhenjiang stood on a high place, a shed made of simple branches and dry grass to ensure that the rain did not get on him, but he could take out his binoculars and look at the station.

The heavy rain obscured the view, but you could still faintly see the situation on the battlefield.

Actually, it's not much to see.

The original jumpers were actually sword and shield hands, with round shields and short knives, wearing light armor, and when the long soldiers on both sides were in contact, the jumpers would often jump out from behind the shields, and then start stabbing and slashing people.

But Shen Zhenjiang, who has long been yearning for "advancing like a wall and shattering everyone", deliberately brought together the guys like Wang Ergou in the army and turned them into new jumping soldiers - slashing people with a long knife like a Mo knife, and basically there is no opponent on the opposite side who can stand.

In fact, although the Spanish military formation is across Europe, it is still in the face of the jumping soldiers created by the Mo Sword Formation of the Tang Army.

With Wang Ergou waving a knife in his mouth! Swing the knife! The sound of the password, the jumping soldiers also realized the scene that Shen Zhenjiang envisioned - advancing like a wall, in front of all shattered.

The Spanish army began to retreat step by step - and if it continued to fight so hard, all the people would be in pieces!

As the Spanish army retreated, the shield-bearers also stood their shields on their sides, and the sword-and-shield bearers behind the spearmen began to charge forward with large swords and small shields.

Córdoba's eyes widened, and he really didn't want to believe the scene in front of him - the first strongest army in Europe, just defeated?

But defeat is defeat, the spearmen in front have been slaughtered by the jumping soldiers led by Wang Ergou, and the rest are infantry with short blades such as broadswords.

Wang Ergou also knows that he is bitter in his heart.

The long knife made by imitating the Mo knife is very cool, but the weight is also very heavy - even if it is much lighter than the real Mo knife, but after swinging the knife dozens of times in a row, he has no knife energy to swing the knife anymore.

Fortunately, the sword and shield soldiers also knew the shortcomings of this jumping army, and after Wang Ergou stopped, the sword and shield soldiers bypassed the jumping soldiers and began to surround the Spanish infantry soldiers.

With a bang, Wang Shougou threw the Mo knife in his hand aside, and the whole person sat down on the ground.

It's so fucking tired, these barbarians on the other side are also enough, they didn't collapse in the face of being chopped up, and they were tough enough.

But now, the Blade and Shield Bearers have surrounded them, and the Jumpers themselves can catch their breath.

Shen Zhenjiang, who was in the distance, simply put down the telescope in his hand and said, "Okay, there's nothing to see, the barbarians on the other side are finished." ”

Li Dejiang maintained the posture of holding the telescope and said with a smile: "It's because they're done that they have to take a good look." ”

After Shen Zhenjiang laughed and scolded the stinky problem, he turned back to his soldiers and ordered: "Let people cook more ginger soup, and let the brothers warm up for a while!" ”

Sanchez, who was also far away from the battlefield, also saw the situation on the battlefield through the telescope, and there was no other feeling in his heart except for bursts of sadness.

Playing with muskets, you can't beat them, playing with spears, you still can't beat them, what the hell is going on?

But no matter what, no matter why, now that the defeat is decided, there is no hope of winning at the last moment.

You have to think about what to do next.

If you resist to the death here, the final result is likely to be completely wiped out by the Ming army on Luzon Island.

Sanchez is not afraid of death, and he believes that his subordinates are not afraid of death, even if they can fight to defeat both, or die together, Sanchez can barely accept it.

But Sanchez could not accept this meaningless and almost silent death.

"Acuña, do you think this war must continue?"

Although he probably guessed Sanchez's thoughts, in the face of Sanchez's question, Acuña also fell into deep thought.

Is it necessary to continue this war, which would not have happened?

Acuña didn't know if it was necessary to continue, but he did know that if he continued, he would definitely lose.

After settling down, Acuña spoke: "Actually, it's not that there is no chance? ”

Sanchez snorted and said, "I know you're talking about the Dutch in Batavia.

Now the two remaining options are either to find those greedy and shameless Dutch to come to Luzon to fight together, or we should hurry up and retreat and abandon Luzon. ”

Acuña said, "Yes, Mr. Governor. ”

Sanchez asked, "Find those Dutchmen, how much benefit do you have to give them if they win?" How much compensation should be given to them for losing? ”

Acuña said, "You are a noble knight, Mr. Governor, but you need no chivalry to the Dutch.

If they win, the benefits can be shared among them, and if they lose, then those betrayers must have the lives to come to us for compensation? ”

Sanchez was stunned when he heard this, put down the binoculars and turned his head to look at Acuña, and said lightly: "You are right, for those betrayers, there is really no need to talk about chivalry."

Acuña, do you have the confidence to convince the greedy and shameless traitors of Batavia? ”

Acuña said: "It will be as you wish, Your Excellency! ”

Once again, Sánchez picked up his binoculars and set his eyes on the battlefield, but then commanded: "Go, I'm waiting for your good news!" ”

Acuña saluted Sánchez once more and walked away briskly.

This time it was raining heavily, and it was inconvenient for the barbarians on the opposite side to pursue, so there was still hope for everything.

What if it doesn't rain next time?

What if those barbarians on the other side want to advance quickly?

Time, time is life.

The greedy Dutch must be mobilized earlier and let them come to Luzon to help in the war, otherwise it is really unknown how much of the remaining army in Luzon will remain.

As for what kind of price will have to be paid in the negotiations, Acuña does not care, nor does Sanchez.

If they win, what does it matter how much benefit they share? The mysterious eastern kingdom is full of gold, so let's divide some of it.

If you lose, whether you can save your life has become a question, so what is the price?

Zheng Zhilong, who was on the battleship, wanted to smash the telescope in his hand.

This is so deceitful that I can't see what the situation of those stupid people in the guard is now, so that Lao Tzu is waiting for their news in the heavy rain on the boat.

The group of stupid people in the guard haven't had a fucking good thing, and they haven't heard a word back for so long, I don't know if the brothers behind are worried?

His mother!

Seeing that Zheng Zhilong held the telescope and gestured on the string of the boat several times without smashing it, Zhao Qing smiled and said: "If you want to smash it, you can smash it, to be honest, our family also wants to smash it!" ”

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