Although Zhang Shishi was already the deputy general of the Three Guards, he still personally led the most elite grenadier battalion of the Three Guards, and he rushed to the shore step by step in the phalanx, preparing to clear out the pirates stranded on the river bank according to the plan. What he had to admire was that the red-haired ghost had a strong will to fight, and he still lined up to meet the enemy even when all the ships were stranded. But this can only be a trapped beast, the stranding of the sea ship means that they have lost their way to retreat, no matter how they fight to the death, as long as the water level of the Qinhuai River cannot rise, what awaits them can only be defeat in the end.

"Artillery, artillery!"

Zhang Shi silently counted the time of artillery firing, compared to Heisenberg's strong style of always rushing to the front, Kong Youde's Second Artillery Battalion always hid behind, and the timing of the artillery firing was sometimes not very accurate. For example, in this charge, if the cannon had been fired a little later, the soldiers of the grenadier battalion would have already rushed into the range of musket fire.

After a dozen steps late, the artillery projectiles of the Second Artillery Battalion finally poured overwhelmingly on the phalanx of the red-haired ghosts, and if the opponent was a second Tartar or a rogue, this wave of hail-like artillery coverage alone would be enough to defeat it.

After the first round of artillery fire gradually subsided, the soldiers of the red-haired phalanx continued to advance tenaciously. Immediately afterward, they stopped and began to load their muskets, waiting for the Ming army to enter the firing range. Mercenary Colonel Leobaud gritted his teeth and withstood the artillery bombardment of the Ming army. Even fools know by now that the Ming army deliberately hid their cannons in the previous battles in order to lure Colonel Wallace into the trap step by step.

Now that the goal of the Ming army has been achieved, there is naturally no need for them to hide the artillery.

Leobaud held the long knife in his hand firmly, as a commander, he naturally did not have to fight with muskets and spears, but this time the young men who followed him on his adventure to the East were afraid that they would sleep in this strange land. There are Ming troops roaring from all directions, and these people may be the group of Ming troops who were beaten by them before.

No matter how pessimistic the situation, as the bravest warriors of the Germans, they had to do their duty and fight until the last moment.

"Fire! Fire! ”

The Ming army finally entered their firing range, and the officer in charge of the order was a little breathless and did not wait for the Ming army muskets to fire before shooting, and with the crackling explosion, the sight of the battlefield was shrouded in white gunsmoke. The red-haired fan couldn't see the actions of the Qing army, and the mercenaries did not panic at all, they skillfully wiped off the gunpowder residue on the inner wall of the musket with a strip, and then charged, loaded, and buckled the fire rope. The movements are done in one go, quickly and accurately.

The second salvo was fired again after the commander's whistle......

Looking down at the city of Nanjing, the vast river bank that used to be full of tourists has been completely shrouded in thick white gunsmoke, and people can only hear the sound of rapid and dense musket firing like popping beans, as well as the sound of shouting and killing wave after wave. The scholars and servants standing on the city wall had never seen such a magnificent scene of a firearms duel, and in their impression, the two armies still rushed up with knives and guns to cut and kill each other.

Gao Hongtu, the secretary of the military department, pointed to the battlefield below and exclaimed again and again.

"They, what kind of play are they, why is it unheard of? They're using firearms? ”

Gao Hongtu is not ignorant of firearms, but in the Ming army, the role of firecrackers is only launched once at the moment of engagement with the enemy, and then it becomes a burning stick, which can barely be used as a hammer to smash people, but after all, it is not as easy as the spear and steel knife, if you talk about long-range strikes, this kind of firearm is far less accurate and fast than bows and arrows and crossbow arrows. And what's even worse is that if you are not careful, there is a danger of boredom, and you will abandon your martial arts before you can fight with the enemy. Therefore, there were fewer and fewer soldiers in the Ming army who were willing to use such firearms.

"The red-haired ghost is accustomed to the three-stage firing and shooting method that prevailed during my Taizu years, and I want to use this method when I come to Zhenyuhou, so I have repeatedly performed miraculous feats on the battlefield!"

It was a man from the military department who spoke, and although Gao Hongtu felt that this person had a good face, he couldn't name him for a while.

At this time, someone began to ask Na Langzhong: "Since this shooting method is so powerful, why is it no longer used in our court?" ”

The implication is that he disagrees with the assertion of the man in the military department. That Lang Zhong was full of words, "After the Taizu Dynasty, this three-stage shooting method was abandoned, not because this method was useless, but because the difficulty in using this method was in training. It is well known that this kind of firearm is extremely inaccurate, and only a salvo can exert its maximum power, which requires all gunmen to move with one arm and a thousand arms in unison, and one foot to lift and a thousand feet to lift. If this is the case, how can it be achieved overnight? ”

Soon, someone echoed that Langzhong, whether it was the military family or the recruited good family, as long as the scale was hundreds of people, let alone let them move with one arm and a thousand arms together, even if it was quite difficult to make these people a little quieter. Therefore, in response to this situation, the ancients, who were extremely creative, invented a targeted measure, and whenever there was a heavy sneak attack, they let the soldiers take their mouths to prevent the noise, which was simple and miraculous.

This also reflects how difficult it is to get a team of thousands of men and horses to be carried out in a uniform manner according to the actions prescribed by the general.

"In this way, the Marquis of Zhenyu is skilled in military training, and how many famous generals in my dynasty are not as good as him?"

In the face of this kind of questioning, that Lang Zhong realized that he had lost his words, so he kept his mouth shut.

At this time, people's attention was quickly attracted to the battlefield under the city, and while one of them exclaimed, "The red-haired fan is defeated, the red-haired fan is defeated......", almost everyone noticed that under the gradually dissipating smoke, a large number of red-haired soldiers ran to the riverbank, and it was obvious that their phalanx was defeated by the attack and dispersed.

Some people feel that this battle is too easy to win, just now in the political affairs hall, all the ministers have already prepared even the worst, otherwise they would not suddenly attack, planning to seize Li Xin's military power and hand it over to Shao Hualong's full command.

If they had known that Li Xin's strategic plan was about to succeed, why would they be this villain? It's good now, not to mention that the goal has not been achieved, and it has offended the marquis of Zhenyu in vain.

Everyone in the city was thoughtful, and there was some silence for a while, which made the atmosphere a little awkward and weird. In the face of the impending big victory, shouldn't we celebrate with a crown?

Li Xin didn't like to deal with these old guys, so he asked Chen Wenzhi to bring people to accompany him in the city, and he went down to the city to personally supervise the battle outside the city, and out of sight was pure.

Hongmaofan's resistance on the riverbank was finally crushed by Zhang Shi's grenadier battalion, and the most important moment was coming. Li Xin took out his pocket watch from his bosom, and the battle had lasted less than three quarters of an hour. But his target is not the red-haired ghost, but the red-haired boat, the boat runs away, these stranded ships are priceless treasures, as long as these three-masted galleons are obtained, the hard conditions for forming a navy have been basically satisfied. After this, the naval road of the Three Guards will be a big step forward.

At this moment, unlike Li Xin's complacent, Colonel Wallace was faced with an unprecedented choice.

"Colonel Wallace, let's quickly transfer to a small boat, in case the water level continues to drop and even the boat runs aground, we can't leave even if we want to!"

He Bin admonished the somewhat stubborn colonel with a crying voice, and he even moved out of the Han people's proverb, leaving the green mountains and not worrying about running out of firewood. For a moment, Wallace felt that he was about to be convinced, and it seemed to him that the chatter was like a devil luring him step by step into the abyss of hell.

What is the difference between a fleet commander losing his own fleet and losing the honor of which he is proud? Wallace could even see in despair that the rest of his life would end alone in the scorn and scolding of his relatives and colleagues.

No! This is not the life he wants! Swear in God's name!

"Shut your disgusting mouth, I, Wallace, swear in the name of God that I will live and die with my fleet! You despicable coward, run for your life! ”

Wallace, who had made up his mind, no longer hid his dislike for this general, and used the vicious language he knew to attack the attackers who had tried to persuade him to leave.

But after He Bin was scolded, he still took the trouble to persuade the stubborn colonel. It's not that He Bin is cheap, but He Bin knows that if Colonel Wallace dies here, he won't be able to explain to the governor when he goes back, and he will have to bear the responsibility for the defeat if he doesn't do it. It would be different to bring Wallace back, with this arrogant and stupid colonel to carry the black cauldron, the Governor's anger naturally could not be vented on his own head.

It must be said that Wallace was a brave warrior, a devout Protestant, and the honor of the nobility did not allow him to escape. But the guards around him were different, they were all rushing to make a fortune in the East, and they would not do the stupid thing of not fleeing for their lives knowing that they would die, so they took small boats to those sailing ships that had not yet run aground. At this time, in addition to He Bin, there was also a chef who lost his left leg.

The cook's left leg was blown off by a cannon in a battle, and he survived with unimaginable pain. It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but he dragged a stump leg, and the other soldiers thought he was a burden, and they actually bombarded him from the boat.

Faced with the stubborn Wallace, He Bin felt that he needed to use some means, and he suddenly slammed his fist into the back of the colonel's head. Wallace looked at the disgusting-looking Tongshi Ho in astonishment, and only had time to say "you", like a noodle, and slumped on the deck.

He Bin grabbed Wallace's strong body, and felt that it was a little difficult to drag, so he glanced sideways at the chef who was stunned on the spot.

"Don't come here to help yet!"