The slave spearmen were no longer half-dead as they had been, and they roared, stabbing the blacks in front of them with their spears in order to survive.

The black archers first fired a round of bows and arrows, knocking down a dozen slave spearmen, and then the rest of the men, armed with iron spears and knives, rushed forward without fear, and collided with the formation of the slave spearmen, and the two sides began a fierce hand-to-hand fight.

The slave spearmen were able to fight the blacks a few times at first, but after a few minutes, they grew tired and were beaten back. Soon, some of the slave spearmen in the back began to turn and flee, and their actions caused a chain reaction, and more and more people fled.

"It's only been a few minutes, and the spear array has collapsed." Xie Hansan said with a little solemnity, "All of them, stand!" Gun under the shoulder, charge, load! ”

As the sharp brass whistle sounded, the three rows of musketeers began their intense work of charging and reloading, and the grenadiers roamed diagonally in front of the two sides of the formation, bombs in their hands, vigilantly watching the battle ahead. And behind the closest, the artillerymen were still dragging the artillery with all their might.

The formation of hundreds of spearmen finally collapsed completely, and more than fifty of these slave spearmen were killed on the spot, and most of the rest fled in all directions. The blacks did not pursue either, they seemed to be well organized, and under the command of some commanding commander of high prestige, they charged violently towards the side of the army company musket formation.

The "...... guns raised" clattered, and the 48 rifles in the first row were lifted forward at almost the same time.

The blacks were still running and charging at a brisk pace, and the distance was already within two hundred meters. They were completely naked, with only a piece of animal skin around their waists. In his hand he holds a spear, a short spear, or an iron sword. Some also carried large wooden shields in their hands.

"Aiming ......" The soldiers aimed the barrels of their guns roughly at the dense formation of the enemy. The left eye is closed, the right eye is looking ahead, and the barrel is constantly fine-tuned as the enemy moves.

The blacks were already within 100 meters, and their strong physiques provided them with an inexhaustible energy for their charge. Fighting spirited, they shouted syllables that the people of the East Coast could not understand, and prepared to make a perfect end to the battle with a hearty charge.

Xie Hansan stood at the head of the line on the right side of the line, and he was surprised by the high fighting spirit of the blacks. Moreover, these obviously tribal blacks were not only armed with bows and arrows and iron weapons, but were even very organized. It is evident that there is a commander in command of the operation. And he also knows a certain charging formation, which is completely the level of the end of the primitive society and the early stage of the slave society, and it is estimated that it is roughly comparable to the Xia, Shang and Zhou eras in Chinese history.

He remembered a message he had heard when he was chatting with Gao Mo, who was known as the most learned in the middle of the country, that is, the black people in South Africa were the Ngoni branch of the Bantunigro race, and there were several tribes such as the Xhosa, Bechuana, and Zulu. These tribes often fought in battles, and their courage was incomparable, and their social militarization was also very strong, and their organization was much stronger than that of the barbarian tribes in South America, and they were not very easy to deal with. For example, the British army in the 19th century suffered a lot at the hands of the Zulus.

In the face of such an enemy. Xie Hansan didn't dare to take it lightly. To be honest, he used to be extremely contemptuous of these black people. Therefore, without waiting for the artillery to be in position, he ordered the troops to attack, but now he found out that he was wrong. The formation of the slave spearmen collapsed in less than five minutes, and without the harassment of artillery, the group charge of nearly 300 blacks in front of them had safely entered the range of more than 80 meters.

Today's losses may be a bit big, Xie Hansan thought silently, and then the command knife in his right hand suddenly swung forward: "Shoot backwards!" Preparation...... Put! ”

"Shhhhhhhhhhhh......hh

"Bang! Bang! Bang! "The first row of 48 rifles fired a salvo. The blacks charged in formation as if crashing into an invisible wall, and the middle of the most dense musket fire was even completely recessed inward. In this round of volleys, the blacks in dense formation fell by at least twenty or thirty people.

The brave armoured grenadier lit the fuse of the hand-thrown bomb in his hand, and then threw it with all his strength towards the black crowd, and the shrapnel scattered after the bomb exploded caused a cry of surprise and screams in the crowd. After throwing one, they quickly set fire to the second one and continued to throw it at the enemy. Their heroic actions effectively delayed the charge of the blacks, and caused them to split their men to move to the sides, trying to clear the pesky grenadiers first.

The musketeers of the first platoon immediately turned around and ran behind the third platoon after firing, and began a nervous charge and reload action. At this time, the second platoon of musketeers also began a volley under the orders of the officer, and black smoke filled the sky over the battlefield.

More than twenty people fell in the formation of the blacks, but they had managed to close to within sixty meters. At this time, the third row of musketeers had also laid their guns flat. Soon, under the hasty order of the officer, they also fired a volley, and then quickly retreated.

After three volleys, the blacks lost more than a hundred people. The remaining one hundred and sixty or seventy men were a little frightened, but still rushed straight at the command of the commander or chief. The grenadiers continued to harass them, and their heroic actions earned the Musketeers a chance to shoot in the fourth and final round.

After the fourth round of shooting, more than 30 black people had already charged to within 20 meters. There is no time for any more musket shooting! At the command of the officers, the musketeers threw away their rifles, drew their sabers from their waists, and rushed forward, slamming into the brutal blacks. On the outskirts, more than two dozen local militiamen, still armed with flintlock rifles, fired a volley at a place where there were many blacks.

"Die!" Anda fifteen slashed off the head of a black man, and then kicked his left foot repeatedly, knocking down a black man who rushed at him with a diagonal stab. This was the third enemy he had slashed under his sword, and he had been stabbed twice in the chest with a spear, but both were blocked by the high-strength curved steel armor.

As officers and non-commissioned officers, each wore a set of cuirass, gauntlets, and skirts, which gave them great protection. As for the ordinary soldiers, because they had to shoot with guns, the heavy gauntlets were abandoned, and each wore only a set of cuirasses for protection. Their opponents, on the other hand, had a set of animal skins around their waists as a cover, and the rest of them were completely naked. Therefore, in this kind of hand-to-hand combat, the army soldiers took advantage of it.

In addition to training shooting, physical fitness and platoon, hand-to-hand combat is also an extremely important training subject. Due to the poor machining accuracy of parts on the east coast, it has not been possible to equip each rifle with a qualified bayonet, so the training subject of soldiers in hand-to-hand combat is two-handed knife stabbing. This kind of swordsmanship, which was studied by Shou Daoist and Anda Fifteen, is concise, fierce, and ruthless, and extremely practical.

The 102-centimeter-long 32-year-old non-commissioned officer's knife was sharp and tough, and its sharp and tough blade could easily cut off the neck bones of a human body, so the oncoming black soldiers fell under the slashing and stabbing of the saber. Their short spears and iron knives were completely unable to inflict damage on the opponent's lethal parts, and some of them even cut in two with the force of the opponent's two-handed knives. Only a handful of skilled or lucky blacks can plunge the tip of a spear into their opponent's exposed throat and knock him out instantly.

The brutal and bloody hand-to-hand combat was an extreme test of the courage and discipline of the soldiers, and the battle-hardened East Coasters withstood this suffocating and brutal pressure, and then fought more and more bravely, defeating these poorly organized and disciplined blacks.

Anda XV once again slashed to death a black man with a short spear and shield, who seemed to be a commander and had good fighting skills. Anda Fifteen relied on a fierce spirit and sophisticated equipment to cut this person to the ground, but it also took a huge amount of physical strength. At this time, he was about to take a breath, but he heard a strong wind in his ears, and secretly screamed in his heart, and leaned forward as much as possible at the moment of crisis, so as to avoid the fatal neck area.

Luckily, however, the black man who had attacked him diagonally behind was immediately stabbed in the back with a saber from an East Coast soldier, and then fell at his feet screaming.

Anda 15 turned around in shock and saw that the person who stabbed the sneak attacker to death was the young soldier Liu Dayou who had spoken to him yesterday. Liu Da probably killed for the first time, and after pulling out his saber, he seemed to be frightened by the blood gushing out of the other party's body, and he looked a little overwhelmed.

"Sir, I'm ......," Liu Dayou said with a little sneer, turning his head towards Anda Fifteen.

"Shut up and don't get distracted on the battlefield!" Anda 15 scolded angrily, and then suddenly exclaimed: "Be careful! ”

However, it was too late for him to shout, and a rusty spear stabbed Liu Dayou's bare lower abdomen from behind.

"Hine!" Anda XV was furious, and after taking two quick steps, he raised his saber and slashed downward, and a head flew high, and even a frightened face was fixed on the skull.

Anda Fifteen grabbed Liu Dayou with one hand, and stepped back with a knife in one hand: "Military medical officer!" What about the medics? I'll grass your ancestor of the military medics, come out quickly! He was only eighteen years old and couldn't die! ”

The battlefield was chaotic, and no one could hear him. By this time the blacks were on the verge of rout, and they were retreating backwards, and the soldiers on the east bank were in high spirits and were chasing the enemy. Anda 15 was like a fish against the current, dragging Liu Dayou, who was foaming blood, and retreated towards the rear. (To be continued......)