The attire of officers and soldiers is different, in ancient times there were no epaulettes, only clothing was used to indicate status, which gave the enemy a good target, and the enemy could quickly find the corresponding target and shoot accurately, especially after the invention of firearms, within a certain distance, this kind of shooting was more effective.

A Spanish musketeer who served in Narixuan held a flintlock musket in his hand, squatted on the branch of a large tree, and with the help of leaves and branches, he successfully dodged a round of dense shooting, which was really quite a cheat, and he even couldn't believe that he could dodge such a shot, but since he had dodged it, he didn't say anything, thank the Lord for his protection.

The gun in his hand is not an ordinary gun, not an arquebus, not an ordinary flintlock pistol, there is nothing to do, in the chamber of his gun, there is something called rifling, he doesn't know how this thing came out, it is said that some craftsmen in his hometown grind it out little by little with special tools, it is very time-consuming and energy-consuming, so such guns are very expensive, and few people in the army use them.

What cannot be mass-produced is waste in the eyes of those generals, so let alone rifled guns, flintlock pistols now also fall into the category of waste, although flintlock pistols are more convenient to load and excite than arquebuses.

The man who gave him the gun said that it could accurately kill a person he was aiming at at a relatively long distance, and for this reason, the gun also had a so-called door and a crosshair, and the Spanish musketeer had actually tested it and was sure that it was very effective, and he had hit a target he wanted to hit very accurately during the experiment.

I have to say that the accuracy of this gun is really high, but the only thing that makes people feel unpleasant is that it is very troublesome to load ammunition, and the gun without rifling can be loaded with two shots, and this gun takes a lot of effort to load the bullet well, and basically there is no chance to shoot a second shot after a shot, unless someone helps to load the ammunition in advance.

He has no one to help him load ammunition now, only him, a gun, a chance to fire, whether he can grasp it depends on himself, anyway, he has not found the object he wants to kill, if he can't kill an object with enough weight, let the Burmese people below fall into chaos, and the chance of him wanting to escape by taking advantage of the chaos is also very small.

He didn't want to die in this foreign land, he came here for gold and silver, and he wouldn't just die until he made enough money.

His sharp gaze scanned the Burmese army slowly passing below, and the Burmese officers who were obviously just junior officers, these small fish and shrimp were not worth a shot from his gun, looking for bigger officers, bigger fish...... Oh! See a big fish! Dressed in neat armor, wearing a military helmet, and guarding by a lot of people, this is at least a mid-level officer, right? Waiting any longer may not be able to wait for the person who needs to wait, so it is better to make a quick decision, kill this guy, and then take advantage of the chaos to escape, which is the most important thing.

He raised his gun and aimed at the person with the crosshair, the distance was relatively far, there were more people protecting him, and there was no guarantee that he would be able to aim at the head, but at least, if he hit the vital part of the body, he would definitely die if he attacked the head, but if he hit other places, he would not necessarily die, not to mention that the poisonous thing like lead bullet would hit the human body, and if he didn't die, he would have to amputate his limb, at least, there would be chaos.

Aim, aim, aim.

A little closer, a little closer, a little closer!

Now is the time!

As an experienced musketeer, he saw the most opportune moment, pulled the trigger, hammered down, slashed through the fire, and brought a burst of sparks, which ignited the primer on the fire door, directly triggering the burning of gunpowder, and the violent burning of gunpowder brought a huge explosive driving force, and this driving force directly pushed the bullet out of the barrel, spiraling, piercing the air, and rushing towards the "Burmese mid-level officer" who was favored by him.

The bullet rushed towards the "Burmese mid-level officer" with an indisputable sound of breaking through the air, and it passed through the soldiers protecting him incredibly, the "Burmese mid-level officer" didn't realize anything, just when he was still raising his hand and shouting some words he didn't understand, he was hit through his head by a bullet, and under the staring eyes of the guards around him, his body shook twice like a pendulum, and he fell to the ground and lost his life.

At this time, these Spanish musketeers did not know that his one-time shot happened to hit Lochai, and after seeing the Burmese army below in disarray, he managed to leave here and move deeper into the dense forest, only to find many Siamese soldiers and even his fellow musketeers running in the opposite direction of him, with a very excited look on his face, he grabbed one of his companions and asked why.

"Haven't you heard? The wildlings fled! It was as if their general had been killed, so they fled! Go after it now! If we can kill a few people, we can still have a lot of bounty! ”

His companion kindly reminded him.

He didn't care, his heart was full of joy, and he went after him.

When Min Qide saw the corpse of his cronies and generals in front of him, he was unusually calm, and his calmness was almost a little abnormal, which made the people around him very worried, after losing a general in the previous night attack, and now losing a second general, before he had a formal decisive battle with Na Ruixuan, he lost two generals in a row, one of whom was still his childhood friend, which brought Min Qide a blow that must not be ordinary.

But unlike the previous vomiting of blood that was angry, this time Min Qide seemed to be very calm, just waved his hand, asked the guards around him to take Luo Chai's body down to be burned, and the ashes were loaded, and then ordered to kill Luo Chai's fifteen surviving relatives and guards together for Luo Chai's burial, and after that, he ordered to push all the seventy-seven artillery pieces that could be mobilized to the front line, and at the same time ordered the war elephant troops to prepare for attack.

Now, the jungle must be full of arrogant Siamese, it must be so, so as long as it is bombarded with artillery, regardless of the bombardment of consumption, it will definitely be possible to drive them all out of the jungle, and then ......

Min Qide is not angry, but he is too angry, and he can't see that he is angry, he is so angry that he is already dominated by anger, and he no longer uses his force cautiously, but wants to use a more crazy way to quickly destroy Na Ruixuan, and then fight to the death with the Ming army.

Seventy-seven guns were divided into two rows and lined up on the opposite side of the dense forest, with the muzzles of the black holes aimed at the dense forest.

The Spanish artillery captain raised the red flag in his hand and waved it down.

"Cannon !!"