When the early morning mist cleared, the Spaniards had set up artillery positions on the other side of the river.
"I love you so much!"
Wearing a pot-shaped helmet and half-armor, the officer waved the dagger in his hand, and ten eagle cannons roared one after another, smashing into pieces the roadblocks set up by the overseas Chinese overnight.
Fortunately, the shelling these days was not in vain. The overseas Chinese, under the command of the Marines, have dug trenches all over the island. He hid in the ditch after hearing the order, and there were not many casualties.
But Lieutenant Colonel Juan was very shrewd. When he saw that the overseas Chinese did not dare to show their heads, he ordered the artillery fire to stop and let the Pampanga people cross the river on bamboo rafts from both wings.
Once the overseas Chinese wanted to show up to stop them, the Spanish artillery would fire to suppress them. At such a short distance, there is no need for complicated angle calculations. Just attach the bayonet to the cannon and just aim and hit!
Especially the revolving gun equipped with shotgun shells is simply a nightmare for light infantry.
And Colonel Salsido led his two companies to form a small Spanish phalanx to protect his own artillery positions. This set of tactics was repeatedly explored in the battles between the colonies and the natives. As long as they don't encounter a powerful cavalry assault or more ferocious artillery fire, they are basically invincible.
Seeing that he would be killed by the enemy if this continued, Ximen Qing had no choice but to make a desperate move and personally led the death squad along the trench to the river, hoping to shoot the red-haired ghost's artillery. However, as soon as they showed up, they were discovered by the Spanish musketeers who were waiting for them. .
The Marines didn¡¯t take it seriously at first because the distance between the two sides was more than 200 meters, far beyond the effective range of the musket.
However, caught off guard, the Spanish musketeers opened fire!
Bang bang bang! Where the huge gunfire sounded like a barrage of cannons, thick white smoke rose up, and lead bullets rained down towards the advancing Marines.
He was immediately shot down!
Looking at the unimaginably cruel scene in front of him, Ximen Qing suddenly remembered that Professor Ping had said that half of the Spanish musketeers used heavy matchlock guns called 'mushcotes'. This gun is large and heavy and requires the use of a stand to assist shooting. But it is very powerful and can penetrate thick plate armor at a distance of 100 meters. The effective killing distance against people is far beyond that of the Longqing rifle!
I didn¡¯t expect it to be so silly
"Lie down" Before Ximen Qing's command to "lie down" was completely uttered, a lead bullet pierced the iron helmet on the head of a Marine in front of him, and blood and brains splashed all over his face. Immediately afterwards, his body was violently thrown to the ground and he could not get up.
¡®Damn, I¡¯m making candied haws on a stick¡¯ This was his last thought before losing consciousness.
With the world spinning, he was dragged backwards into the trench by his brothers.
A team leader named Bu Zhidao also serves as a field health worker. He quickly took out the first aid kit from his leather satchel and treated Ximen Qing's wounds.
A small bottle of alcohol was poured on the wound, and Ximen Qingdeng woke up from the pain. He felt as if his right arm had been stung by ten thousand scorpions, and the burning pain was heart-piercing.
Bu Zhidao quickly put a piece of mysterious painkiller in his mouth and told him not to swallow it, otherwise the pain relief effect would be much worse. Then he hurriedly applied medicine and bandages to him.
The painkiller was very effective. Ximen Qing's pain quickly subsided and his brain resumed thinking. He immediately asked about the status of the casualties.
"Five were sacrificed and eight were injured" Bu Zhi replied choked with sobs. He would rather he really didn't know. "This is the biggest casualty!"
¡°I didn¡¯t expect that Lao Shizi¡¯s ¡®Mu Shi Ke Te¡¯ was so powerful.¡± Ximen Qing knew that with his own few manpower, he could not even hope to shake the opponent.
"There is no chance, withdraw"
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In the next trench dozens of meters away, Tang Paulu was so anxious that his eyes were splitting when he saw the death squads returning in vain and the Pampanga people crossing the river unscathed.
"what to do?"
"Lianzao, retreat two lines of defense!" Ximen Qing was carried back to him by his colleagues and ordered in a labored hiss.
"Retreat, retreat!" Tang Baolu quickly directed the overseas Chinese on the front line to retreat along the trench. As for the weapons, food, medicine and other materials piled in the ditch, they could only be thrown away.
After the overseas Chinese youths withdrew to the third trench, they reorganized their defense line beyond the range of the Spanish field artillery and threw javelins to block the Pampanga people's advance.
At this time, with the support of his own father, the Pampanga people became more popular and their offensive became more fierce. But two hundred meters behind the overseas Chinese young people, there are old, weak, women and children suffering from injuries. They have no way to retreat! You can only throw javelins at the enemy with all your strength. If you kill one fan, you will not lose, but if you kill two, you will make a profit!
The trapped beast is still fighting, how could it be human? What's more, the number of overseas Chinese still occupies an absolute advantage.Smaller, but still very long and narrow. The side of the ship is low, and there are twenty oars on each side. The strong oarsmen, under the command of the drummer, paddled the oars quickly and rhythmically, advancing rapidly on the river!
There are no awnings or windows on these boats, and there are three large folang machines and three ¡®Gatemu¡¯ thunder guns installed on each side of the boat!
At this time, the big franc machine fired cannonballs at the neatly arrayed Spaniards at a rate of six rounds per minute. The thunderbolts also kept spraying tongues of fire, baptizing the gathered Spanish soldiers with continuous firepower.
"It's our people!" In the trench, Ximen Qing, who was already drowsy under the influence of the drug, suddenly woke up when he heard the familiar 'dah-dah-dah' sound, and shouted with all his strength: " Young and old gentlemen, the Young Master¡¯s reinforcements have arrived!¡±
The vanguard of the coast guard fleet was actually one day ahead of schedule! No, I came a day and a half early!
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Fire!" The order to fire resounded through the stream again, but the difference is that this time it was shouted in Chinese!
"Anyone who offends my compatriots will be punished no matter how far away!"
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