Heavy and rocket launchers lined up on the opposite bank, and the artillerymen adjusted the elevation angle and angle, loaded the ammunition, and waited for the fire to be fired.

Dozens of ships set off first, divided into two groups, anchored on both sides of the sandbar where they landed, and a Furlong cannon pointed diagonally to the shore, which would provide fire support for the landing force at medium and close range.

The drums of war rumbled, the assault troops began to move, and nearly a hundred ships were rowed quickly, carrying thousands of Ming troops straight to the opposite bank.

Xu Hongyu stood at the bow of the ship, staring coldly ahead, before the big battle, his mentality was unusually stable.

There is no doubt about the victory, it is only the size of the casualties. As a qualified commander, you must not only win, but also try to bring your soldiers back with victory.

The bow of the ship plowed into the mud and sand, and before it could be stopped, the soldiers had jumped down and waded knee-high onto the sandbank.

The strikers of the assault team, the elite of the elite, only three or five hundred men, rushed forward quickly, formed a battle column, and blocked the border between the sandbar and the land.

The empty ship retreated, and the sailors rowed desperately to the opposite shore to pick up the next group of soldiers who had landed.

The sandbar that protrudes into the river is surrounded by water on three sides, and only one side is connected to the land. For the Burmese army, there was only a frontal assault to push the Ming army back and drive it across the river.

And the frontal impact will have to withstand the bombardment of the medium and long-range artillery fire of the Ming army. There is no way to solve this problem, and it is also the reason why the Burmese army does not dare to occupy the sandbar first, or close to the shore.

The huge gap in weaponry and equipment made it possible for the Burmese army to rely on a partial superiority in strength to resist the Ming army, which had a limited number of troops to land.

Trumpets and war drums sounded from the Burmese camp, and the Burmese attacked from a wide front, the sparse ranks compacted as they advanced, forming a group of arrows and pressing towards the sandbar.

Three hundred, five hundred, one thousand...... The ships carried the Ming army to land continuously, and the battle formation became closer and thicker.

In the face of the black oppressive enemy, the soldiers of the Ming army were busy but calm, with heavy muskets erected on both wings, and flintlock muskets pointed forward.

On the battlefield of smoothbore muskets, the will and composure of the warrior are tested. Firing at 100 meters and firing at tens of meters has a completely different effect, but it is not easy to do it.

In the face of a fierce enemy, being able to hold his heart and hands steady, not in a hurry to shoot, and his strong psychological quality are not easy to train.

The code of conduct of the musketeers of the Ming army clearly stipulates that the fingers of the musketeers are not allowed to be placed on the board without the order of the officer.

This ensures the uniformity of the fire firing to the greatest extent and avoids the possibility of nervous misfire. You know, nervousness on the battlefield is certain, and misfire due to nervousness is also a frequent occurrence.

Xu Hongyu's ship was quite tall, anchored near the water of the sandbar, and he held a telescope to get an unobstructed view of the battlefield.

"Solid shells, artillery on the left flank ready!"

"Solid shells, the artillery of the right flank is ready!"

The herald observed the banner and reported to Xu Hongyu.

Xu Hongyu held the binoculars and just pursed the corners of his mouth, but he didn't give an order immediately.

The Burmese army had already begun firing, and clouds of white smoke rose in the array. According to the range of the musket, this distance is indeed lethal, but the accuracy cannot be guaranteed at all.

According to a well-known military expert, if you shoot from a distance of 100 meters, God knows where you can hit?

The battle formation of the Ming army was silent, and the officers were holding swords, waiting for orders, ready to swing their knives and point forward, ready to hear the roaring gunshots.

On the river, the boats were still shuttling back and forth, two or three hundred people at a time, and the number of Ming troops on the sandbar was constantly growing.

"Left and right wings, open fire!"

Xu Hongyu put down the binoculars, gave orders in a deep voice, and looked at the herald with a majestic gaze.

The flag was quickly issued, and in less than ten seconds, the cannon spat flames and let out a roar.

The Fran cannon hits solid shells, and the firing range can reach two or three hundred meters; If it's graupel... If you bomb it, the effective range is only about 100 meters.

Shot put-sized shells burst out of their chambers and flew from both wings towards the Burmese army. Although they did not have the penetrating power of the Hongyi cannons, the Burmese soldiers who could be hit by the shells were all bloody and broken.

As soon as I glanced at it, I felt my abdomen churning, fear permeating my whole body, and my legs were a little weak and trembling as he stepped forward.

A Burmese soldier who had been hit by an artillery shell fell to the ground, his chest and abdomen blurred with blood, and his internal organs and intestines flowed all over the ground.

Screams and wails rang out in the array, shaking Ge Gang's eardrums.

After a few steps, the person in front of him got out of the way, and a corpse with a head turned into a rotten watermelon fell to the ground.

Two rounds of solid bullet strikes, just a shock to the Burmese soldiers, the Fran cannon stopped, changed the sub-nest, ready to carry out the shotgun... Catapult bombardment.

Layered strikes, the Ming army has mastered this advanced tactic. From artillery rockets of more than a thousand meters to bayonets in hand-to-hand combat, they are all within the range of strikes.

As soon as the solid shells of the Fran cannon stopped, the roar of heavy muskets rang out on both sides of the Ming army's musketeer array.

A Burmese army officer fell straight down in the flying flesh, right next to Gogang, who had just heard his command "forward".

It was already within the distance of the charge, and just as the Burmese soldiers began to speed up their pace, the Franco cannon roared again.

Hundreds of lead bullets swept across in a fan, and the Burmese soldiers in front of them fell like wheat that had been cut down, screaming and falling down.

The field of vision was empty, and Ge Gang saw the battle formation of the Ming army in front of him, as well as the muzzles of countless black holes behind the simple rejection of the horse.

The cannon roared incessantly, and the Fran cannon bombarded frantically with its rate of fire until it had exhausted the five nests.

The roar of heavy muskets continued, and the Burmese officers were knocked down one by one, and the charge that was about to be launched was stopped.

But the Burmese army's battle formation was still thick, and the casualties in front were only the beginning of the counterattack, and the Burmese soldiers rushed forward with shouts and shouts under the urging of war drums and horns.

The flag on Xu Hongyuza's ship swung violently, and the heavy pressure and rockets on the opposite shore rose in the air, swept past the battle formation of the Ming army, and landed and exploded two or three hundred meters in front of the battle formation.

Clouds of black smoke and flames exploded in the Burmese army's ranks, and dirt, rags, flesh, and broken knives and guns were all thrown into the air and fell one after another.

According to the accuracy of the artillery rockets, the artillerymen really did not dare to put too close to each other, so as not to accidentally injure friendly troops.

This is again a tactic that the Ming army has mastered, blocking. Isolate the enemy's battle formations, make their attacks unsustainable, and relieve pressure on the infantry.

The Burmese army in front was still rushing, but the middle one suffered heavy losses, and under the intensive bombardment, even the integrity of the battle array could not be maintained.

"Fire!" "Fire!" ……

The gunfire was as dense as bursting beans, and in the rising white smoke, countless lead bullets flew out and shot towards the enemy.