Pushing away the stunned Yakov, Chekov walked out with more than 300 heavily armed Rakshasa musketeers in Yakuzkne.

The musketeers followed Chekov past Yakov one by one, some with expressions of pity and others with mockery.

"Cowards, get away!"

"You shouldn't be a Rakshasa person, the Far Eastern monkeys are your race!"

"Phew! My grandma has more courage than you! ”

……

Listening to the gossip in his ears and the occasional pushing, Jakov's face showed an ugly wry smile.

As the last musketeer passed by him, Jakov slowly drew the short gun from his waist.

"Dear comrades! Please believe me, the Far Eastern Empire is stronger than the Rakshasa Kingdom! Don't try to fight with them, only sitting down and negotiating is the fundamental way to solve the problem! To the surprise of the musketeers and the anger of Chekov, Yakov cried out his heart.

Before the angry Chekov could settle accounts with him, Yakov took the lead in putting the short gun on his head.

"Bang!" With a bang, a brain erupted from Jakov's head, and the "coward" in the eyes of the Rakshasa fell to the ground, leaving the surprised musketeers with only those unwilling eyes.

The audience was silent for a few seconds before Chekov cursed loudly: "Bastard! Coward! Dying will shake everyone's faith, you don't deserve to be a Rakshasa at all!

I will write everything here into the report, and you don't want to get a copper plate for the pension!

What are you doing in a daze? Lined up! Queue! Get ready to meet the enemy! ”

At Chekov's roar, the musketeers quickly lined up. Under the command of the military musicians, they walked towards the Changxing Army with neat steps.

They all have a question in their hearts, is Jakov's judgment right? What if Jakov is right?

Ma Hu commanded the artillery to bombard Yakuzk, and after the artillery on the fortress was destroyed, the artillery of the Changxing Army bombarded more unscrupulously.

Not long after, Yakuzk actually opened the city gates, and more than 300 musketeers came out of it.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Mahu's face, and he ordered: "Stop the shelling!" Don't scare the old hairy man away! It's time for them to see how powerful our Changxing Army is! ”

With the name of Mahu, the name of the sloppy bearded Rakshasa people spread among the Changxing army for Lao Maozi, but his original name Rakshasa people is rarely remembered.

For the Rakshasa people to go out of the city to fight a decisive battle against Mahu, it is impossible to ask for it, and it can minimize casualties by eliminating the Rakshasa people outside the fortress.

From the captured Rakshasas, Ma Hu already knew that they were only using smoothbore guns, and there was an epoch-making gap between them and the Changsheng guns in the Changxing army.

Of course, Ma Hu applauded this kind of sadistic behavior sent to the door, and of course he didn't want the Rakshasa people to be beaten back to Yakuzk by a painful cannonball.

Soon both the three guns on land and the gunboats on the river ceased firing. The Changxing army also listed a phalanx of 500 people and pressed up against the Rakshasas.

Compared with the loose Rakshasa people who still walked under the command of the military music, the performance of the Changxing Army surprised the Rakshasa people very much.

Every step Changxingjun took seemed to be measured with a ruler, and everyone was the same voice every step they took.

Chekov's eyebrows jumped at the uniform movements, such an army was either a showman, or a truly well-trained elite.

Will the captured Far Easterners who can fight the Shaq be a good thing? Chekov didn't believe it when he was killed, but now that he was out of the city for a decisive battle, it was impossible to go back.

Whatever was ahead, Chekov had to hit it head-on. He had no way out, but to give it a go.

The Rakshasa people had never seen such a strict marching procession, and their feet unconsciously followed the pace and rhythm of the Changxing army.

Coupled with the rhythm of the military band in his ears, the entire Rakshasa march suddenly became chaotic. Several people accidentally stepped on the feet of the soldiers in front, and the soldiers in front tripped over others.

The Rakshasas were in disarray, and Chekov was on the verge of vomiting blood from his musketeers.

It was not easy to get the chaotic musketeers to line up again, and at this moment the Changxing army on the opposite side had stopped.

One glance at the distance between the Far Easterners and them, Chekov's heart sank. The two sides are almost 150 meters apart at the moment, is what Yakov said true?

Chekov shook his head vigorously and ordered loudly: "Forward!" Advance! Put a musket on the forehead of the Far Easterners, and those cowards will surely escape! ”

The Rakshasa people are still marching forward, and Ma Hu in the Changxing army has already given the order to prepare to shoot.

The Changxing soldiers quickly took the musket on their shoulders in their hands and began to check the ammunition in the musket to ensure that the first shot could be fired smoothly.

"First row ready! Forward Shooting Formation! Fire! ”

After the order was given, the first platoon of Changxing musketeers pulled the trigger, and lead bullets rained into the ranks of the Rakshasas, and more than two dozen Rakshasas were knocked down on the spot.

Then the musketeers in the back row crossed the first row and stood in front of them and continued to fire, so that the Changxing army could advance in layers.

The Rakshasas suffered heavy casualties from the continuous buckshots, but they could only move on and endure the casualties.

The limited range of the firearms in their hands was less than fifty meters, and firing at such a distance was no different from setting off fireworks.

Commander Chekov kept cheering up his musketeers: "Brave boys! You are the best soldiers.

The Far Easterners used rifled firearms, don't look at them far, but loading is a big trouble.

Boys, work harder, and as long as you survive their first blow, it's time for you to go on a killing spree.

I promise that your bravery will be written into the report, and every single one of you will be a hero of the Rakshasa Kingdom!

Hold on! The monkeys of the Far East are dying! ……”

Chekov barely managed to pacify the musketeers with his incorruptible tongue, and by the time they had resisted the first round of fire from the Changxing army, there were less than two hundred of them.

Nearly half of the casualties had already made many people retreat, and if it weren't for the enemy's slow reloading, many would have turned and fled.

"Speed up the march! Come on! We're going to ......" Chekov's voice stopped abruptly, and a buckshot shot into his chest.

Looking at the Changxing army who fired lead bullets at them again in disbelief, the last thought in Chekov's mind was that what Yakov said was true.

How could there be such a powerful empire in the Far East, and why should they shrink into the East when they have such strength.

If the Rakshasas had this ability, they would have conquered the whole world a long time ago, are the Orientals all fools?

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