"Boom! Rumble! ”

The fort of five Franc cannons, which weighed no more than 500 pounds, was quickly constructed, and as the roar sounded, the entire foothills were filled with the sound of cannons echoing in the reflection, startling countless birds and beasts.

On the opposite hillside, a few branches fell, showing the power of cannons in the dense jungle on the mountainside, and then quickly regained calm.

With the continuous roar of artillery, the Hongtang team at the bottom of the mountain also reorganized its formation, preparing to launch the first wave of offensive with the bombardment of artillery.

The team climbed up the steep hillside, and there was no expected rain of indigenous arrows not far before reaching the mountainside, and while waiting for the artillery fire to stop, the team had to dodge falling branches that had been broken by shells.

Soon, the artillery fire at the bottom of the hill stopped, and the team continued to climb up the crater that had been smashed by the shells, until now there were no natives, as if they had retreated into the mountains under the sound of artillery fire below.

If it weren't for the occasional sight of the torsos of one or two unlucky ghosts hit by shells, or the corpses crushed under the branches of trees, one would have thought that there were no natives hiding here at all.

It seems that the invisible power of artillery also plays a powerful role here, and this group of unknown opponents may have been frightened by their artillery fire and scattered and fled.

"Don't let your guard down, watch what's going on around and ahead of you!" Only Yamamoto, holding an arquebus in one hand and incense sticks in the other, walked ahead and looked at the silent jungle on the hillside.

Before his words fell, suddenly there was a "Immortal!" Immortals! The sound of feathered arrows piercing the air rang out, and a large rain of arrows fell towards the place where Yamamoto's fifty-six voice sounded.

Without any image, Yamamoto fifty-six and one donkeys rolled and fell down the slope and rolled a short distance before they were stopped by the trees and vines below. But it was precisely because of his clever dodge that he escaped, and the two team members who were standing with him had become two hedgehogs at this time, so they fell to the ground and did not move.

"Enemy attack!"

Before Yamamoto's exclamation could be heard, a burst of gunfire rang out from the muskets of the team members, and there was a shot in the direction of the bows and arrows on the opposite side, and several low grunts were also heard from the bushes opposite.

At the same time, more members of the team passed the first group of people who fired the ammunition in their guns and continued to advance, leaning on the bushes and trees in the woods to hide their figures, while observing the movement on the hillside, holding their spears ready to fire bullets at any time.

Fighting the natives for so long has given Hong Tang a lot of ways to fight the natives in the jungle, and for the dim and numerous trees in the jungle, the covering strike of long-range weapons is the best way to deal with the natives.

The price to pay to find and approach the nimble figure of the natives in the jungle is not ordinary, and many times they often do not wait to get close to each other, and people can quickly escape by grabbing a vine.

At the beginning, Hong Tang used a bow and crossbow to counterattack, but if the bow and crossbow did not go through long-term and effective training, if he wanted to leave the figure of the other party in a flash, it was also wishful thinking, or it depended on the luck given by God.

On the contrary, Hong Tang began to face up to the use of arquebuses, and gradually absorbed and perfected the fighting method, without much training, basically shooting in a straight line, so that everyone can hit the aborigines shuttling through the forest through the area of the attack.

In addition, the power is a few points more powerful than the bow and arrow, and the effective range has also been improved, which makes the ordinary members of Hongtang now have the confidence to fight against the natives in the jungle.

However, many times in these years, in battles where this tactic worked, basically the Hongtang warriors were in a fool's advantage, and most of them faced the warriors of some small tribes, which made their tactics have been extraordinary.

But standing in front of them today was a group of natives who were evenly matched in numbers, or even more, and condescendingly occupied a geographical advantage, and used the power of bows and arrows to the limit.

Judging from the reaction of the people in the face of the bombardment of Hongtang's artillery bombardment, this group of people is not only known about the soil buns hiding in the mountains, but should be a group of people who have been eyeing the Chicken Coop Harbor for a long time, maybe it is the tribe that has been sending teams to monitor and reconnoiter their Chicken Coop Harbor all these years.

While frantically countering the shooting of the natives on the mountain, Yamamoto Fifty-six's mind was racing rapidly, and many conclusions were drawn from the well-trained shooting and tactics of this group of natives. Although there is no actual evidence to prove these conclusions, Yamamoto has a feeling that this group of natives must be no stranger to their Hongtang, otherwise they would not be able to deal with their shelling and musket attacks so effectively.

Although the muskets were fierce, they were still suppressed by the natives of the mountains with the advantage of the terrain, and the two sides launched a fierce battle near the mountainside, and the five hundred musketeers who came up in the early stage, and now the team members who can still shoot with guns, less than three hundred, and two hundred musketeers fell in this jungle. And on the side cover, the five hundred Hongtang warriors who were holding bows and crossbows as auxiliary attacks also killed more than 100 people.

As for the other party, judging from the layer of bow and arrow shooting that gradually began to become sparse, it is estimated that the other party has not been able to please him, and the death toll will only be more than that of Hong Tang, not less than them.

No more than the feather arrows made of stones and animal teeth by the natives, even if they are shot by the other party, as long as they are not critical, they are basically killed on the spot, with the help of the military doctors, as long as they do a simple job of stopping bleeding and reducing inflammation, seven or eight out of ten of the injured will recover quickly, and the natives rely on nothing more than their skillful bow skills.

However, on Hong Tang's side, although he does not have skilled skills, as long as he learns the three-point and one-line shooting method, as long as he is not stupid, it is not a problem to hit the target within three feet from dozens of steps. And if the natives who are hit by the muskets, even if they will not be killed on the spot, but under the strong kinetic energy of the bullets, the wounds on the aborigines will definitely be bloody, and only with the shallow medical technology of the other party, as well as the harsh medical environment, even if they are lucky enough to escape, they may not be able to escape the fatal crisis of wound inflammation that ensues.

Even in the Hongtang team, which can be called the most advanced trauma treatment experience in this era, there are no anti-inflammatory drugs, and the patients who can finally carry this ghost gate are only about sixty and a half.

This is still a miracle that only depends on Huang Youran and their Salesian Bureau's huge medical training system, using high-concentration alcohol and paying attention to wounds at any time to remove dead flesh and pus and blood.

(End of chapter)