The sun is shining brightly, and the sky is like a wash. … In the top novel, a few wisps of white clouds drift in the sky. Birds chirp freely.

The warm sun brings a touch of softness to this misty morning. As the morning mist was lifted away by a strong breeze blowing from the sea, it was time for the Ming army to engage with the Spaniards.

A dense phalanx of nearly 2,000 men waved hunting flags, and the sergeants slowly walked out of the generous gates of Manila City to the beat of stirring drums.

This Spanish phalanx, which is composed of elite veterans, slowly walked towards the predetermined battlefield with the expectations of countless people under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes in the castle.

On the opposite side of them, an equally powerful army lined up in a neat line, with its muskets in both hands and a determined face facing each other.

Today is the day when the two sides make an appointment to fight.

Colonel Pedro, a tall man with an extremely well-trimmed beard, sat in a chair carried by several natives. Wearing a heavy metal cuirass, his eyes were full of determination to command his infantry regiment into the battlefield.

Colonel Pedro was confident in his troops. This confidence stems from the Spanish phalanx's reputation for being invincible over the years.

Colonel Pedro believed that with the same numbers, there was no army in the world that could compete with the Spanish phalanx. Especially when the Ming army on the opposite side abandoned its martial arts and gave up its powerful artillery superiority.

On the other hand, the Ming army under the command of Huang Degong himself was also highly moraled, and they were invincible since the beginning of their formation, and they were not afraid of any opponent at all. It's the same whether it's Jianyu or Franco!

Unlike the Spaniards, where spearmen were in the center and flanked by a large number of arquebusiers. The Ming army, which had achieved complete firearms, discharged a wide queue of rounds.

There was no reason for the Ming army to fight the Spaniards with bayonets when they had given up their powerful artillery. Once the long spear shafts of the Spaniards on the opposite side formed a dense formation, they were definitely not something that the Ming army, which was only equipped with bayonets, could easily break through.

Gao Yang had no interest in paying a lot of the lives of his sergeants for a battle that was destined to be won. For them, as long as they play their normal strength.

If the dragoons were present at this time, they might be able to use the encirclement tactics to wear down the strength of the Spaniards little by little. However, if it was just a group of infantry. As long as the commander didn't show off his head, it was a matter of using his musket to bring all the disheveled Spaniards to the ground from a distance.

Both sides were full of confidence in themselves, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people. The two armies marched in front of each other and soon came within range of the muskets of the Ming army.

This is talking about the musket range of the Ming army. The range of the advanced Ferguson breech-loading musket far exceeds that of those vintage arquebuses used by the Spaniards! Not to mention the huge gap in the accuracy of shooting between the two sides.

When Colonel Pedro, who was sitting in a chair, saw that the Ming army on the opposite side was uniformly dressed and walked neatly, it suddenly stopped. At the behest of the officers, they began to prepare for the shooting. His heart contracted suddenly!

When he was bombarded by the Ming army with artillery before, but he couldn't fight back, Colonel Pedro already had a premonition in his heart that the muskets used by the Ming army might also have a range beyond his own side.

However, when he really witnessed those Ming troops actually starting to prepare for shooting at such a distance, he was still shocked.

Same as Colonel Pedro. The governor of Coquela, who was watching the battle at the head of Manila, put down the binoculars in his hand. The strength of this Ming army was far beyond his imagination.

"Close the gates, everyone get ready." Governor Coquilla slowly opened his eyes and gave orders with a calm expression.

"Your Excellency the Governor." A Spanish veteran carrying a musket with a hideous scar on his dark face frowned and said, "Our people are still outside." ”

"Execute the order!" His Excellency the Governor's words with a slight chill made the veterans' hearts tremble, and a sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in their hearts. looked at the comrades-in-arms outside the city who were about to engage in battle with complicated expressions, gritted his teeth and walked down the city to close the city gate.

The Spanish soldiers who entered the battlefield in the distance had no idea that the city gates behind them had been slammed shut. They also don't have time to think about these things. Because the Ming army on the opposite side has already begun to shoot intensively!

"Bang bang bang ~~~" The sound of intensive musket shooting sounded, and the front of the Ming army queue was suddenly filled with gunsmoke and smoke.

Hundreds of lead bullets rushed out of the chamber under the tremendous kinetic energy of the gunpowder. At a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to fly, the Spaniards who continued to stride forward in response to the beat of the drum.

"Ah~~~" The fierce shouts instantly resounded in the dense queue of Spaniards. At least dozens of people fell to the ground under the blows, and some of the wounded who were not dead began to roll back and forth on the ground, screaming loudly. Soon the ranks of the Spaniards were in an uproar.

Fortunately, the veterans who survived the Flanders meat grinder played an important role. They shouted shouts to boost the morale of the troops, while sending the wounded who fell to the ground wailing out of the ranks. Finally, the fear was temporarily controlled, and the mood continued to spread in the phalanx.

The majestic and stirring sound of the military horn continued to sound after a slight pause. The Spanish phalanx also continued to move forward. They were still far from being within the effective range of their arquebuses.

Then the second round of shooting of the Ming army began.

Ordinary soldiers can do even if their results are good in their training on weekdays. But when you go to the battlefield, you can play a third of the level you did on weekdays, and you can think of it as a good seedling worth cultivating.

This is because recruits who are on the battlefield for the first time will instinctively fear when facing the test of life and death. Hands and feet trembling, lips trembling are all good. There will even be people who throw away their weapons when their minds are dizzy because they are too frightened, and choose to flee under great pressure.

This kind of time. No matter what the army is, it will not tolerate such a thing in any era. The most direct way to deal with it is to shoot him on the spot!

Because fear is contagious! The flight of one person is very likely to trigger the collapse of an entire army! Thus losing the whole war.

At this time, the value of veterans can be reflected.

Veterans who have experienced the test of blood and fire do not say that they will exert their training strength at such times. It's that it's almost impossible for them to flee on the battlefield. Because these veterans who have seen blood know that if they don't run away, they may be able to hope to live, but once they choose to escape, it will definitely be a dead end!

At this time, on the side of the Ming army, the elite army that was selected was all composed of veterans. They were still able to calmly pull the trigger when they watched the forest-like spear array on the other side slowly pressing over, instead of turning and running away.

As the distance between the two sides gradually narrowed, the shooting accuracy of the Ming army began to increase rapidly. And the number of Spanish casualties also began to climb to an unbearable level.

By the time the Spaniards were within range of the arquebus, their casualty figures were already approaching the bottom line of the ordinary sergeants!

"Shoot!" A large hole was made in the breastplate, and Colonel Pedro, whose blood gushed out, gritted his teeth and shouted the order to shoot with difficulty.

Suddenly, the rousing snare drums stopped, and the officers shouted and gave orders. The Spanish soldiers, armed with arquebuses, began firing in a panic.

In this case, what accuracy can be achieved at such a distance? And they still fired at the extreme range of the arquebus. Most of the buckshot didn't know where it went. A small number of shots hit the Ming sergeant on the opposite side, but it caused a small number of casualties.

The wounded Ming sergeants were quickly returned to the camp for treatment. The other Ming soldiers seemed to be completely unaffected, still holding their muskets with steady hands, and using accurate and terrifying shots to bring down one Spanish soldier after another to the ground.

Feeling the life force in his body slowly passing, Colonel Pedro, who had already stepped into hell with one foot, endured the piercing pain and gave the order to move forward in a loud voice.

The Spanish phalanx consisted of nearly 200 veterans. But the real main force is the recruits who have only added to the suppression of the indigenous actions at most!

Looking at the robes beside them one after another, who had been laughing and laughing together in the past, they were lying on the ground in pain and struggling. The blood that poured out of the pool quickly stained the ground around him red. The morale of these Spanish soldiers soon hit rock bottom, and their will to hold on was rapidly dying.

The gap between the two armies in terms of weaponry, personnel quality, and morale has been infinitely magnified over time. The Ming army became more and more courageous, and the sharp and dense musket fire quickly harvested the lives of those Spaniards.

The Spaniards did the opposite. Demoralized, the soldiers who were terrified in their hearts had fired at an intolerable level. As for the large number of spearmen, they didn't even have a chance to shoot!

"Win." Gao Yang, who was watching the battlefield from the lookout in the Daming military camp, breathed a sigh of relief and said indifferently.

"Isn't this something that's already predestined?" Yuan Dian smiled and said, "The gap between the two sides is too big. Those Spaniards simply can't be your opponents. ”

Gao Yang looked stunned, waved his hand slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't underestimate your enemies at any time. The lion fights the rabbit and also goes all out. And even more so on the battlefield? To be careless and to underestimate the enemy is to disrespect the lives of the soldiers under your command! ”

"Got it." Origin replied, and then said, "How are the raid troops preparing?" ”

Gao Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at the city of Manila in the distance. The corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile: "I will take this city today!" (To be continued.) )