Three hundred and seventy The only rifled gun

Listening to Yuan Huang's words, Xiao Ruxun put down the clairvoyant mirror and smiled.

"There's no way, the family foundation is thin, the troops are small, and they don't dare to use it indiscriminately, so they can only let the Siamese people die a little more, it was they who were looking for trouble, I didn't let them send troops to help me fight, it was they who asked for it, since they made such a request, they must be mentally prepared to pay the price, otherwise, what kind of war to fight, I killed it at the most critical time, they should thank me! Someone, bring me a gun! ”

A guard carrying Xiao Ruxun's big gun walked over, Xiao Ruxun took the big gun and inserted it into the scabbard on the back of his mount.

"What are you doing here?"

Yuan Huang looked at Xiao Ruxun with a little surprise: "This battle has reached this point, the victory has been decided, what else do you want to do?" Don't tell the old man that you want to go to the battlefield and kill! Xiao Jixin, you are the boss, not the general! Can't be so nonsense! ”

Yuan Huang immediately stood in front of Xiao Ruxun.

Xiao Ruxun turned over and got on the horse, obviously not planning to do what Yuan Huang said.

"I am indeed the coach, but, Yuan Gong, I am also a man, so occupied, how can a hot-blooded man miss it! I'll hand it over to Yuan Gong here, come on! Rush with me!! ”

Xiao Ruxun urged the war horse, the horse raised its head and neighed, carrying its master down the mound and rushing towards the battlefield, a group of more than forty people of the personal guards also roared away, Yuan Huang was caught off guard, ate a mouth full of dust, was furious, pointed at Xiao Ruxun who was far away and scolded: "You bastard boy!" Wait for you to come back and see Lao Tzu not to clean you up!! ”

Xiao Ruxun couldn't hear the old man's angry scolding, rushed into the battle formation, pulled out his own gun, and rushed into the battlefield in one fell swoop to start fighting, the gun picked the thief soldiers, one pick one accurate, a group of Ming soldiers around a person who looked like a Burmese general, always couldn't take him, Xiao Ruxun took a look, rushed over, waited closer, waved his hand to throw the spear, the thief will be caught off guard, watching the spear penetrate his chest, through the body, all his strength is lost, his knees are weak, kneeling to death, Xiao Ruxun grabbed the body of the gun that came out of the body, and with a pull, the corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

"The Admiral is mighty!!"

I don't know which soldier shouted loudly, and suddenly, the entire Ming soldier array, no matter who it was, whether they knew it or not, began to shout that the Admiral was mighty and the Admiral was mighty, and the sound was wave after wave, and the morale of the Ming Army was greatly boosted, further breaking the last defense of the Burmese, and more Ming soldiers rushed to the depths of the Burmese Chinese Army with Xiao Ruxun's horse team, where the banner was located.

After a while, Zhao Hu took eight hundred cavalry around a large circle and then plunged into the battlefield, as soon as he came up, he attacked the Burmese army that lost the threat of elephant soldiers from the flank, and the Burmese army whose combat strength was sharply reduced, in this small square inch of land, large-scale cavalry could not be used, but the small-scale cavalry team of less than 1,000 people could play a very special role, Zhao Hu brandished his machete all the way to chop, killing a bloody road, everywhere the cavalry under his command, all blood splashed and the head flew up, and occasionally a few gunshots rang out, it was the counterattack of the Burmese gunners, But the gain was very small, and not a single shot hit the Ming cavalry.

The last guard army formation of Burma has been constantly broken, and the situation of two large formations of the Ming army and two cavalry besieging the Chinese army together has been formed, you must know that Min Qide is in this large array, and no one dares to use the handsome flag casually, a large number of Ming soldiers forced the Burmese to retreat step by step, and the fighting spirit was lost, and there was almost no power to fight back, if it were not for the faith in their hearts still commanding the battle in the military formation, they would have collapsed long ago.

However, is Min Qide really "commanding the battle" in the military formation now?

To be precise, he was almost in a daze, with a sluggish look, as if his soul was gone, and the whole person looked gray and depressed, not at all like a general who had been on the battlefield for more than ten years, he seemed to have never expected the current situation, and he never thought that when he was about to completely defeat the Siamese, the situation would only take a dramatic turn in a short moment.

The camp was attacked by the Ming army, the front army received the blow of the Ming army's devastating artillery bombardment, the elephant soldiers were beaten and collapsed, and after tightening, they trampled everywhere, helping the Ming army destroy one defense line after another, if it weren't for a group of musketeers desperately shooting those elephants and forcing them to change their route, those war elephants should have rushed towards his Chinese army array, it would have been terrible.

But even if nothing like this happens, Min Qide doesn't think that he is much better, from the beginning of the war, Min Qide has predicted countless times that he and the Ming army will be a decisive battle, what an earth-shattering battlefield it will be, and the army of the Ming Dynasty, the strongest country in the tradition, how passionate it should be, he will use this battle to announce to the whole of Southeast Asia that he, and his country are the most powerful.

However, it didn't take long for such a dream to be washed away by a succession of bad news, it seems that after the fire, their good luck ran out, the initial attack like a bamboo, after that, it has never appeared again, every step has to face a big problem, it is difficult to move an inch, after arriving here, two generals and 10,000 troops have been lost, and now the whole army and Nari have declared a death war, and the war has lasted for two hours, and still has not been able to completely defeat the Siamese.

And just when the Siamese were about to collapse, the Ming army appeared, burned their own camp, and seemed to have liberated those captives and miscellaneous soldiers, and then destroyed the front army and elephant soldiers with artillery, and made a mess of their careful planning and preparations.

The Ming army became the biggest winner, overtaking the Siamese army in one fell swoop, replacing the initiative on the battlefield and becoming the dominant player on the battlefield.

Xiao Ruxun galloped across the battlefield, wielding a big gun to kill countless enemy soldiers, rushing all the way to the innermost, he could already clearly see the commander of the Burmese army sitting on the last war elephant, that guy seemed to be the prince of Burma or something, Na Ruixuan said so.

Xiao Ruxun changed his tactics, put away the big gun, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the guards around him who were maintaining a constant speed with Xiao Ruxun immediately handed Xiao Ruxun a gun in his hand.

A shot engraved with a gorgeous pattern, not like a gun produced by the Ming Dynasty.

Xiao Ruxun is holding this gun, he knows the power of this gun, this gun is the only rifled gun among the ten flintlock pistols he has obtained so far, the rifled gun, and the only rifled gun in the current Ming army equipment!