Chapter 915: No Invasion!

The power of the artillery was much reduced in the sea water, and there were too many wooden stakes smashed by the Mufu army in the shallow water, so even if the three hundred gunboats of the Opru Empire took an hour to clear the coast, when they were ready to storm and land, they were still hindered a lot.

"Damn fishing nets!"

A foreigner cursed hatefully, and they rowed a small boat, but they were stopped by those tattered fishing nets.

He hurriedly untied the fishing net wrapped around the bow of the boat, and before he could reach out his hand was shot by several feathered arrows, his eyelids rolled up and he plunged into the water, and soon a red rose from below.

"Suppress!"

In the distance, Su Per, who stayed outside the range of the Han archers, shouted loudly: "Suppress the backward bows and arrows of the Han people, and keep the formation!" ”

On the boat, the musketeers kept pulling the trigger, and the bullets shot towards the shore like a meteor shower. Although a lot of the fortifications on the coast were blown up, the Mufu army could still find a hidden place and return fire in the rain of bullets. The first offensive of the Opru Empire was pinned down in the shallows, and no one could get to the shore.

"Fire!"

Super turned around and shouted: "Suppress the Han archers!" ”

As the heralds waved their flags, the ship's guns began a second round of power. One by one, the shells flew ashore, blowing up sandbags, including stumps and severed arms. The backwardness of long-range weapons made the Mu Fu army suffer a lot at the beginning. Although there are many catapults set up on the shore, the large ships of the Opru Empire are parked outside the range, and the catapults cannot deal a greater blow to the enemy.

However, the small boat near the shore was overturned by a catapult, and the soldiers of the Opru Empire picked up their previous contempt and slackness, and began to pay attention to the Han army in front of them. The victories in the battles over the years have made the soldiers of the Opru Empire proud.

Especially in the battle against Dongchu, their huge advantage in the face of the Dongchu army made them all think that today's battle would not be difficult.

They forget that the lead in weapons on the battlefield is not the only factor in victory.

There is also something that determines victory or defeat...... It's called fighting spirit.

Puff puff

A Mufu soldier was shot several times in the chest one after another, and blood arrows splattered out as the bullets entered. When he fell, he was still holding a hard bow tightly in his hand, and there was no fear on his face before he died, only regret that he could not shoot the last arrow.

"Pin the enemy in shallow water, don't give them a chance to land!"

Yan Li walked back and forth behind the low wall stacked with sandbags, shouting loudly as he went: "Ballista! The ballistas that can still move are all fucking moving, and you are not going to come to the shore to lie down! Chen Chaozheng, get over to Lao Tzu! ”

Chen Chaozheng, who commanded the archers' reward, immediately ran over when he heard the shout, and the bullet exploded on the sandbag beside him.

"General!"

Chen Chaozheng squatted down and asked, "What are the orders?" ”

Yan Li glared at him and roared: "Look at your people! How could the counterattack be so messy! Have your archers fifty aim at a ship and don't waste feather arrows! You don't see the distance? The enemy's sailors have blocked the sea route between us and the land, and the supply ships will not be able to pass at all, so we must be prepared to fight to the death without support! Aim at Lao Tzu, don't shoot back, a team of people aim at a ship, pick up the front shot! ”

"Whoa!"

Chen Chaozheng agreed, stood up and ran back. After only three or five steps, a bullet hit him in the shoulder, knocking him on his side. This startled the nearby soldiers, and a few people went over to help him up, but Chen Chaozheng gritted his teeth and got up by himself, looked sideways at the bloody hole on his shoulder and scolded.

"Dute Niang's back, give me a shot of aim!"

He tore off a piece of clothing himself, tied it with his teeth, and then returned to the archers to continue commanding.

The bloody nature of the generals stimulated the bloody nature of the soldiers, and no one on the front retreated.

"It's not the way to go."

Mu Xianjun came to Yan Li's side and said loudly: "The enemy's artillery is suppressed from time to time for a while, and then the enemy can take the opportunity to press up for a while, so that if we continue to fight, our feather arrows will consume a lot but not kill many enemies." ”

"What can the little grandfather do?"

Yan Li asked.

"Let them come here!"

Mu Xianjun raised his clairvoyance and looked at the big ship of the Oplu Empire in the distance: "When the enemy gets close to about sixty or seventy steps, the enemy's big ship will not dare to fire indiscriminately." Moreover, although the enemy's muskets do not fire faster than our feathered arrows, they aim more easily, and we suffer from long-distance combat. Bring the enemy closer to about sixty paces, the archers are the most lethal! ”

"But once we can't suppress the enemy, our defense line will be in danger!"

Yan Li said loudly.

"Leave it to me!"

Mu Xianjun looked directly into Yan Li's eyes: "The reserve team is at this time, as long as the enemy is too close, I will take all the cultivators to kill and fight in close combat, and force the enemy back!" ”

"Good!"

Yan Li didn't hesitate much, knowing that Mu Xianjun's method was indeed the best at the moment: "It's up to you!" ”

Yan Li shouted, then got up and ordered the archers to stop firing their arrows for the time being.

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Yan Li looked at the soldiers who fell one after another around him, and the bloodshot in his eyes became heavier and heavier. He gritted his teeth, wishing that he would rush up and kill all the damned foreigners by himself. Lowering the enemy to about sixty paces and then returning fire did a lot more damage to the enemy, but at this distance, the threat of the enemy's muskets to the soldiers also became greater.

"General Yan!"

Mu Xianjun swept over from a distance and pointed to the battlefield in front of him: "You see, the enemy's attack is not blindly pressed, the queue is very neat!" ”

"That's right!"

Yan Li said: "The enemy's muskets need to maintain an array to put pressure on us, if they scatter the attack, although the attack speed will be accelerated, but the loss will be greater." Look, little grandpa...... The enemy also kept a horizontal line as they advanced, stopping immediately after the first row of fire, and the second row came up to continue firing. Their muskets are single-shot, so they can only be rotated like this! ”

"Our losses are too great!"

Mu Xianjun glanced at the corpses behind the low wall, which were almost as high as the low wall: "Let the soldiers see the opportunity and wait until the enemy fights back when the two rows of enemies are exchanged!" ”

"Yes!"

Yan Li had already given the order before, but he was very pleased with Mu Xianjun's eyesight. This little grandfather, who he doesn't like on weekdays, not only has an enviable talent in cultivation, but also has the same keen observation on the battlefield. He didn't tell Mu Xianjun that he had given the order, because he knew that what Mu Xianjun needed at this time was affirmation and encouragement.

"Within thirty paces, our repeaters are sharper than their muskets!"

Mu Xianjun leaned against the low wall to dodge the bullets, although his cultivation was very high, but the bullets were too dense, and once he was hit, he would also be injured. Even if a cultivator moves much faster than an ordinary person, and even if a cultivator's ability to protect himself is very strong, when bullets are as dense as raindrops and have a large range, the practitioner cannot guarantee that he will not be injured.

"Is the little grandfather planning to bring the enemy closer?"

"Yes!"

Mu Xianjun said: "Put it within thirty steps, and then let the soldiers fight back with repeater crossbows!" At that moment, the enemy's losses were bound to be heavy. When the enemy's formation is out of order, I immediately pounce on them with people to fight back, as long as I mess with them, they are sheep with their legs and feet tied! When the time comes, I will entangle them, and you will immediately bring reinforcements to counterattack and force them back into the sea! If you fight like this repeatedly, the enemy will not dare to approach easily! ”

"Good!"

Yan Li looked at Mu Xianjun and said, "Little grandfather, be careful!" ”

Mu Xianjun smiled proudly: "Don't worry, although the things of foreigners are sharp, I am measured." You tell the soldiers to prepare the repeater, and when the repeater is within range, I will immediately lead the people to pounce! ”

As the order fell, the archers began to deliberately slow down the pace of their shooting, and the ranks of foreigners kept a horizontal line and pressed towards this side. Seeing that he had reached about thirty steps, Yan Li personally beat the war drums, and the drums sounded like thunder on the seaside, and the horns of the soldiers of the Mufu Army to counterattack were also sounded immediately!

A repeater is starting to wield!

Dense crossbow bolts frantically covered the past, and the Opru Imperial soldiers at the front immediately fell down in a row like wheat that had been brought down by a scythe. The army of the Opru Empire, although the soldiers also wear leather cuirass, but it is thinner than the standard leather armor of the Great Sui, and there is no difficulty in tearing such a cuirass with crossbow arrows, and the repeater crossbow that can fire twelve arrows in a row At this time, it is simply a nightmare for the soldiers of the Oplu Empire.

People fell down in rows, and the wails formed a group about thirty paces in front of the Mufu army's position. The bolts are so dense that even a bird passing by will be shot into a hedgehog. The foreign soldiers each had more than one crossbow bolt stuck in their bodies, and the lowest one in the front row had six or seven crossbow arrows.

"Kill!"

Seeing that the opportunity had arrived, Mu Xianjun immediately shouted. As the banner of Mu Mansion waved, the cultivators in the army who had been waiting to fight for a long time swept and pounced on the sheep like hungry tigers. Seeing that the Han people's crossbows stopped and began to counterattack, the foreigners, who were already panicked, fired indiscriminately to try to stop those cultivators.

It took a very short time for hundreds of military cultivators to rush through the thirty paces, but many of them were still shot. Their cultivation is uneven, there are seven or eight grades of high ones, and only two or three grades of low ones, especially those who have very low cultivation levels, and their defense against bullets is not much stronger than that of ordinary people.

A lot of people fell, but many more pounced.

Tiger into the flock!

A strong man like an iron tower rushed into the ranks of foreigners and tore a foreigner into two pieces with his bare hands. His two arms opened and closed violently, and the two big fan-like hands struck the copper cymbals together, and slapped on a foreigner's head with a snap, and immediately slapped the foreigner's head into a broken watermelon, and the skull cracked, and the brains flew wildly.

"Let them see!"

The tower-like man roared loudly: "How do you kill people!" ”

His fist clenched, and with a bang, he directly smashed and collapsed the chest of a foreigner, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken, and the foreigner collapsed after spitting out a mouthful of blood, and he saw that he was not alive. This strong man walks with a tiger, killing a person with one punch, as if entering a no-man's land.

The captain of a foreigner squad led dozens of soldiers to shoot intensively, and the strong man could not avoid it because he only cared about killing, and the bullet immediately made a bloody hole in his body, and the exploding blood mist reflected a different and magnificent rainbow in the sunlight.

"Kill!"

The strong man spat out the blood tiger roar, stumbled over, two big hands pinched the neck of the foreigner squad leader, and then let the ground fall, he stepped on the foreigner's back with his big feet, grabbed the foreigner's head with both hands and pulled it up, and pulled a head hard!

"Han prestige!"

He shouted: "No invasion!" ”

The gunshots rang out, and the big man was shot more than a dozen times, and his body staggered to the ground, as if he had fallen down a mountain.