After that, Zhu Yong waved his hand, obviously he was still a half-sized child, but his tone was full of learning from his father: "Listen to it all to Lao Tzu!" Today, we're going to beat these pieces to the ground!"

With the blockage of the city defense army composed of coastal guards, the White Lotus thieves could not rush for a while, and the fire squad was able to calmly line up on the streets.

Tonight, the moon was bright, and there was fire rising in the city, although the light was a little worse than during the day, but it did not affect the formation of the soldiers in three stages.

According to their usual training, the gunners skillfully filled the primer into the primer pot on the right side of the arquebus, closed the lid of the primer pot, and then untied the small bottle from their waists, unscrewed the wooden cork, and poured the propellant into the arquebus from the mouth of the gun.

Finally, the lead is stuffed in, and the throughstrip is pulled out from under the barrel, and the projectile and propellant are tamped to ignite the ignition rope.

All this is said slowly, in fact, for a well-trained professional soldier, it is only a matter of a few steps, and after months of intense training, muscle memory has long been formed.

The firecrackers stood and waited for Zhu Yong's order, while some of the sword and shield fighters equipped with cold weapons were still guarding the sides of the firecracker array to prevent the enemy from raiding.

"How you usually train, do it now!"

Zhu Yong looked at the firecrackers beside him: "Brothers, have you heard clearly? It's the first time we've done it with a real sword, don't embarrass Lao Tzu!"

"Don't worry, head!"

In the West, the military bands of the musketeers usually beat the drums to remind the troops to maintain their formation, and in the East, it is natural to use instruments with a distinctly oriental style.

Such as....... Suona.

The suona is a solo instrument with Chinese characteristics, with the characteristics of large volume and bright timbre, even in the chaos of the battlefield, it can still suppress all kinds of noisy sounds.

With Zhu Yong's order issued, on the long street, a bleak music suddenly sounded. The suona hand puffed up his high cheeks and blew the instrument in his hand with all his strength. As soon as the suona sounded, my parents raised it in vain.

"Woo······ Woo woo woo ·····."

As the sound of suona became farther and farther away, the originally noisy battlefield around it gradually fell silent.

Even, not only the city defense army, but even the White Lotus thieves heard what kind of tune this was. The actual military song of Yan Jun is adapted from the classic song of Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty. - "Yan Wang Breaking the Array"!

The rhythm of the music is extremely distinct, and the sound is fierce, one higher than the other.

The city defense army in front saw the friendly troops behind them coming to help, although they had never seen a firecracker in a battle, but at this time they could no longer support it, so they naturally retreated to both sides to rest.

Seeing the friendly troops in front of them retreat, the musketeers adjusted their formation after advancing dozens of steps and lit the fire rope in their hands, which was designed to be fixed on the fire rope clamp, because the lid of the primer pot was closed at this time, so there was no need to worry about the spark of the fire rope igniting the fire causing the ignition.

The White Lotus thieves looked at each other, they had never seen this strange army lined up in three columns, and they didn't know what the other party wanted to do.

However, according to the instinct of the White Lotus Thief, since the opposing Ming army has already lined up in formation, it is natural to have a fierce battle with it.

"Vacuum hometown, no biological mother.

White Lotus Sect Helmsman Chen Wenliang led hundreds of sect members to rush forward while shouting loudly, each of them with red eyes, as if they were about to devour all the creatures in front of them.

"When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!" "Kill·····."

The White Lotus thieves roared and pounced forward, as the elite of the White Lotus Sect, most of the weapons they held were simple and crude long-pole weapons such as broadswords, spears, and axes, and there were few long-range means such as bows and crossbows, so their fighting methods were mainly focused on hand-to-hand combat.

Of course, these people are the elite of the White Lotus Sect, which is naturally different from those grass robbers who wander in the mountains and forests on the front line of Taihu Lake, and the tactical literacy of these White Lotus thieves is also beyond doubt, at least, in the process of charging, they also maintained a relatively complete formation, which is already something that the vast majority of rebels can't do.

From a distance, it looks like a moving fortress.

They know very well that as long as the distance is shortened, no matter how powerful the Ming army is, they can't help them, for them, usually the Ming army will have an advantage in terms of strong crossbows, so only close hand-to-hand combat is the safest and most labor-saving way to attack.

However, to the surprise of the White Lotus thieves, the other party did not choose to put a bow and crossbow in the distance. The other side doesn't seem to realize the strengths and weaknesses of both sides at all!

Perhaps, the other party's guts have been frightened?!

Thinking of this, the White Lotus thieves became even more excited, approaching one by one, burying their heads and running wildly, expecting the weapons in their hands to greet their opponents mercilessly, until they forced the opponent into a desperate situation.

"Brothers, follow me!"

Chen Wenliang's voice is very loud, and he likes to command the battle in person very much, he is armed with a machete, with five or six personal guards, and he is the first to rush forward to kill, and he is even wearing a pair of iron armor.

Chen Wenliang's personal guards are all orphans that he collected since he was a child and rescued from the beggar's den, so they all look like desperate San Lang, even if they are stabbed, they have to grit their teeth and follow him forward.

"Ahh······h Kill!"

Chen Wenliang took the lead, and the machete danced vigorously,

However, what made Chen Wenliang's heart suddenly burst was that he looked at the cold eyes of those Ming soldiers dozens of steps away.

Feel...... What's wrong?

The Ming army, who stood still in a neat queue on the opposite side, did not seem to be frightened. But by the time Chen Wenliang realized this, it was already too late.

"Aim!"

Zhu Yong's voice fell, and he took the lead in raising his gun to aim. "Launch !!"

Zhu Yong roared angrily and pulled the trigger.

All the musketeers pulled the trigger at the same time, and when the fiery rope fell, the lid of the primer pot opened, and the primer ignited the propellant, and the projectile whistled out along the chamber.

In order to avoid burning the eyes and the glare of the fire, the gunner closed his eyes at the last moment of the shot.

But that doesn't affect anything. "Bang!"

Dull gunshots rang out.

Chen Wenliang saw the head of a white lotus thief closest to him explode, and the plasma splattered, red and white. "Bang bang bang!"

Dense projectiles burst out from the mouth of the Yongle First Year Ironque, sweeping towards the White Lotus Thieves like locusts transiting.

Poof, poof, poof..... Blood shoots out, flesh flies.

One by one, the white lotus thieves were punched out of holes one after another. "Brothers, slaughter those bastards!"

The rest of the arquebuses in the back row also shouted angrily, pulling the trigger, and the arquebuses spewed tongues of fire in unison.

For a while, all kinds of guns burst into the long street, the smell of gunpowder was strong, and the air was full of gunsmoke. The White Lotus Thief who was charging in front of him suddenly burst into blood, and the miserable howl was endless

Although those White Lotus Thieves can also be called well-trained, how can they withstand the firepower suppression of the elite firecrackers of the Firecrackle Team?

In just ten steps, dozens of people died under the gun, like cutting wheat, and fell to the ground weakly, and in an instant blood stained the streets, and the strong smell of blood was pervasive, which was disgusting.

On the other hand, the fire team led by Zhu Yong, although there are few people, they are equipped with the most advanced firearms at the moment, and they have sufficient and hard training.

Seeing that the opponent's momentum was blocked, the musketeers in the first and second rows could not contain their excitement while reloading gunpowder and lead bullets.

"Haha, it's fun!"

One of the soldiers shouted excitedly, "Brothers, quickly pack gunpowder and kill these turtle grandchildren!" "It's this group of White Lotus Thieves who are fighting!"

The soldiers behind him were also excited. "How can these guys be so good?"

Niu Zhen, the left protector of the White Lotus Thief who was supervising the battle behind him, couldn't help but frown as he looked at the two parties fighting on the street in the distance.

There is no doubt about the strength of these White Lotus Sect elites, even if they are not as good as the Ming army, they will not be too inferior, except

Unless the other party has more people than them, otherwise Niu really has this confidence, the other party is definitely not their opponent, but Zhu Yong's performance just now shocked him, and a volley of firearms made them pay the price of dozens of casualties.

Unlike those ordinary white lotus thieves who didn't know what the other party was using, as the left protector, Niu Zhen certainly knew that this was a fire gun.

"Hmph, I didn't expect the Ming army to prepare firearms, but unfortunately, you can only shoot one salvo, and when you get close, what do you think you can fight with me?"

Looking at the White Lotus Sect army that was gradually approaching the Ming army's formation, Niu Zhen gritted his teeth and said.

"Is this Jiang Xinghuo's hole card? But even so, you don't want to keep this city tonight."

Niu Zhen's eyes showed a chill, and he immediately ordered: "Everyone obeys the order, immediately move forward to reinforce, and kill this Ming army that dares to block the way!"

When the hundreds of White Lotus thieves around him heard this, they immediately lined up and went to the front for reinforcements.

At the forefront of Long Street, Chen Wenliang, who commanded the battle of the White Lotus Thief, narrowly escaped the first round of volleys.

And the second salvo of buckshot was also blocked by his iron armor and silk lining.

However, Chen Wenliang still felt that his abdomen was hit by a battering ram, and the pain was extremely high.

This group of Ming troops had a strong will to fight.....

Holding back the pain, he commanded, "Pass my order to divide into three strands! Flank from the left and right! Left and right, you go and entangle these Ming troops!

"Yes!"

The remaining guards around him gestured, and these hundreds of white lotus thieves began to spread out in formation. I have to say that Chen Wenliang's decision is very correct.

Because this scattered charge can not only hit the weak flank of the Ming army, but also effectively avoid the personnel being killed and wounded by dense fire.

However, the guards who had been given a moment of respite next to them saw the opportunity at this time and stopped the White Lotus Thief's division of troops towards the two wings.

As a result, the more than 200 White Lotus thieves on the front showed a lonely and in-depth situation. "Bang bang bang!"

The sound of the suona became more and more terrible, and the fire team began their rage, and the white lotus thieves fell in pieces.

Not only that, but when the firecrackers took turns shooting, it was clear that when it was time to shoot, the White Lotus Thief finally saw the hope of approaching the hand-to-hand combat area.

-However!

And a special force of eighty people came in from the flanks!

They are the charging light cavalry composed of more than a hundred war horses (military horses + pack horses), these Ming troops are armed with scimitars, galloping horses, and suddenly appear on the battlefield like lightning.

"Kill!"

With a roar of rage, Wang Bin took the lead, holding a scimitar in his hand, and slashed towards the White Lotus Thief.

A big head flew in mid-air, and after a breath, it slammed heavily on the ground, splashing a puff of dust.

"Rush!"

In a roar, the charging cavalry rushed into the group of white lotus thieves like arrows from the string, flying with sharp blades in their hands, and harvesting their lives like wheat.

The terrible screams of scimitars entering the flesh and the trampling of war horses resounded in the night sky.

The cavalry rushed to kill, moving forward, and wherever they passed, the white lotus thieves were caught off guard, and it could be said that there were corpses everywhere. Screams came one after another, constantly coming from all directions.

Some of the White Lotus thieves even began to flee in a panic, as if they were frightened. "Can't be returned! No refund!"

Chen Wenliang wiped a handful of blood from his face, reluctantly stood up, stabilized the formation of the White Lotus Thief's forward, gritted his teeth and continued to charge forward.

Seeing the main general charging forward with machetes, these White Lotus thieves, who had been hit hard by the fire team and the cavalry team one after another, mustered up their last courage and continued to charge.

In fact, if they can not collapse under this casualty ratio, these White Lotus thieves can really be called "elite".

However, this is indeed their last breath.

Because in the consciousness of these White Lotus thieves, the Ming Army, a long-range force, cannot fight in close combat.

Therefore, as long as they rushed to the ground

In front of the Ming army, the war was dragged into the process of hand-to-hand combat, so with rich experience and recklessness, they will definitely be able to achieve the final victory!

However, they were wrong, and after paying a terrifying price of more than 30 lives, they were greeted by a forest of spears!

However, to be precise, it should be the Gun Knife Formation! "The Firecrackers are ready to meet the enemy!"

"Shield-bearers ready to attack!"

The grassroots officers in the ranks of the Ming army also roared, and they commanded their subordinates to open their positions and wait for the battle.

At this time, many people among the White Lotus thieves had already fallen, and the formation had become very sparse, but the remaining people were fanatically shouting "Vacuum hometown, no old mother", and still did not stop charging.

Even if they have seen it now, there is a forest of steel made up of knives by the Ming army in front of them. However, what is the way back at this time? Or in the face of life and death, who will take care of too much?! Soon, on both sides of the Ming army's front, there were one terrible scream after another.

This was followed by corpses in pools of blood. In hand-to-hand combat, they were also no match for the Ming army.

The last belief in the heart of the White Lotus Thief was shattered, and as soon as his heart was released, his morale suddenly fell to a low point. Under such a desperate blow, no matter how brave the White Lotus Thief was, he would not be able to escape the doom of the entire army after all.

At this time, Chen Wenliang finally felt hopeless, he knew that his troops were over······

At this time, there are not many people around Chen Wenliang.

His afterglow was cast around him, except for a dozen or so comrades around him, the rest basically fell to the ground, some of them had broken arms, some lost legs...... In short, it was a painful look.

Looking at this scene, Chen Wenliang suddenly felt a deep sense of remorse in his heart.

This is the first time he has had the opportunity to lead his troops to fight as the main general, and he originally wanted to use this meritorious service to go further in the White Lotus Sect, but now he can only watch his brothers fall one by one, but he can't do anything.

"Brothers, follow my brother, let's go to the motherless mother to report!"

Chen Wenliang drew his knife and slashed over a firecracker in front of him, and shouted angrily to the white lotus thief beside him.

However, when these White Lotus Thieves had just taken a step and tried to continue to attack the Fire Gun Brigade's Sword Forest needlessly, they suddenly felt the air tremble violently.

It wasn't the sound of cavalry charging, these cavalry had bypassed them and were holding back the White Lotus thieves behind. Chen Wenliang raised his head, and a cannonball, slashing over his head, flew behind him.

Just when the cavalry team and the White Lotus Thief who came up behind them were about to collide, suddenly, a majestic and vast force swept around.

In an instant, the otherwise noisy street became extremely quiet. At this time, a distant voice came.

"Bang!"

Several bronze field guns roared and opened fire one after another.

In the midst of a terrifying loud bang, a huge projectile directly tore through the air and smashed towards the ground.

"Rumble !!"

With a loud bang, the fire burst out, and the houses next to it collapsed, and a boulder fell, crushing several unlucky people.

The other shotgun happened to hit the White Lotus Thieves.

In an instant, wails erupted all over the field, and clouds of blood mist gushed out.

Not far behind the fire team, Jiang Xinghuo, a national teacher riding a small gray horse, personally led his personal guards and appeared on the long street.

This scene instantly lifted the morale of the fire team, the cavalry team, and the city defense army composed of guards.

Seeing this, the city defense troops who had been beaten and embarrassed all widened their eyes and showed ecstasy, and some even couldn't help but shout excitedly.

"The national teacher is here with reinforcements!"

"Invincible, is this a miracle?" "This power is incredible."

The White Lotus Sect reinforcements led by Niu Zhen in front were torn apart by several bronze cannons.

On weekdays, he relies on fishing and farming

The living guards looked at this scene in shock at this time, their hearts were full of shock, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Hahaha, happy, happy." Zhu Yong looked up to the sky and roared, excited.

"The national teacher is really here, I knew that it would be so easy to defeat the White Lotus Thief, where is the use of letting the national teacher temporarily avoid the edge?"

At this time, Zhang Anshi also came back, and he said with a smile: "The national teacher said, let him avoid the edge for the time being? It has to be the White Lotus Thief who avoids our edge!"

"From now on, who would dare to look down on the actual combat effectiveness of our firecracker team?" "Let's prove it to the whole world!"

Zhang Anshi also became more and more excited, and couldn't help but want to pat his chest: "I will win this battle, whoever dares to stop me, Lao Tzu will definitely kill him."

Zhu Yong laughed, and after commanding the firecrackers to eliminate the enemy in front of him, under the guidance of the suona, he pressed forward with neat steps, and then continued to fire at the White Lotus Thief.

At the other end, civil officials such as Song Li and Huang Ziwei also rushed over. "Master Kuni!"

Jiang Xinghuo rode on his horse, enjoying the scene of the death in line with satisfaction.

When Jiang Xinghuo ordered the destruction of the idol today, something in his heart seemed to emerge, or rather, became more vivid.

— This is the war that pleases him!

The efficiency of dealing with the enemy and destroying it with cold weapons is really too slow. The development of science and technology is to enjoy the pleasure of this dimensionality reduction attack.

"You don't need to be polite, but look, can you see any doorway?"

A group of local civil officials in Songjiang Prefecture, they saw from a distance a row of firecrackers on the street, pouring bullets and rain towards the white lotus thieves at the end of the street.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, Rao is Song Li had seen the fire gun before, and he couldn't help but take a breath. "This ..... How can these firebolts be so powerful?"

"How can they fire so many projectiles at the same time, and still hit so far and so accurately?"

Huang Ziwei, the prefect of Songjiang, looked at this scene dumbfounded, feeling very unreal.

You know, the firearm he had seen before, but the firing speed was extremely slow, and the range was only twenty paces, and it also needed to be equipped with a very heavy projectile, and it needed to be handled extremely carefully when using it, otherwise it would be easy to explode.

But Zhu Yong and the musketeers were like tricks, shooting in three rows in turn, and no one blew up, as if the shortcomings of the previous musketeers had no effect on them at all.

"Where did they come from?"

The magistrate of Shanghai couldn't help but gasp.

He had once heard the name of the fire pistol team under the national division, which was said to be an elite unit specially cultivated by the imperial court with silver money, and had good combat effectiveness.

But he never thought that the other party would have such terrifying lethality!

With the combat effectiveness they are showing now, they are not weaker than any of the most elite troops of the Ming Dynasty.

And at this moment, in the face of the remaining White Lotus Thieves, Zhu Yong and they had completely taken the advantage, and the arquebuses were pouring bullets like poisonous snakes spitting letters.

Not only that, the city defense army next to it also organized crossbowmen to throw feather arrows at the white lotus thief, and for a time the arrows roared in the air, taking away a lot of lives.

Although some of the White Lotus thieves also had armor to protect themselves, they did not dare to risk resisting in the face of the overwhelming rain of iron filings and arrows, and hid behind the house one after another, trying to fight back later.

"Damn, you turtle grandchildren! I've learned to dodge!"

Zhu Yong scolded angrily, and immediately ordered a few guards beside him, "Tell the national teacher, fire the cannon, bombard the damn!"

"Yes!"

Several guards complied, quickly found Jiang Xinghuo in the rear, and told the front-line commander of the appeal. "Okay."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the smoke of war in front of him, and the pride in his heart also emerged at this time. He personally helped pull the bronze field cannon, which was transported by mule and horse, and moved forward to a suitable position. Then, he stretched out his thumb and measured the distance.

The surrounding artillerymen are seriously watching the national division personally demonstrate, the facts

These people have all heard of how the national teacher's artillery skills are superb.

Jiang Xinghuo lit the torch with his own hands.

The rope that ignited the cannon began to burn wildly, followed by a loud "bang".

The cannonball smashed into the pile of people accurately, and in an instant, countless shrapnel fragments rose in an instant, devouring the nearby White Lotus Thief, and countless lives were plundered.

Jiang Xinghuo drew his sword and looked around, shouting loudly at the soldiers beside him. "Pacify the thieves today!"

PS: I don't know how the battle is written? The author is not very good at this, he has been writing for a long time, and he always feels that he can't compare with the masters of war scenes....... Let's take a look, give some feedback, and if the writing is not good, please spray lightly! Will try to improve the learning of battle depictions.