Beiyang new warlord

But the question is, can these Spanish barbarians be fooled?

Full of suspicion, a puff of thick smoke swayed towards her face, choking Gu Moyi to cough violently again, snot and tears came out of her pretty face together.

On Zhennan Fort, Huang Degong, who was holding a binoculars, also frowned, looking at the listless Spanish native army at the foot of the mountain. This battle was not only his first big battle under Beiming's command, but also Mao Jue's. If you want to win the political stepping stone, you have to win not to mention, you have to win beautifully! The whole Luzon will be accepted in the first battle! Instead of fighting guerrillas with the Spaniards island by island, once the war is protracted, even if After winning this game, Mao Jue's face was also dull.

So instead of waiting steadily for the cannonball, he came up with a trick.

But while he was watching nervously, the city of Manila was on fire for more than ten minutes, but the Spanish army on the opposite side remained motionless, which made even the veteran Huang Degong feel anxious.

Not fooled?

Just when Huang Degong couldn't hold back his nerves, and took a torch to light the Zhennan Fort, suddenly, a thunderous shock sounded in his ears, and he turned the telescope in astonishment, and the next moment , Huang Degong couldn't help showing an ecstatic look on his face.

The humble Alex lost his breath, but the Spanish fleet at sea could no longer hold his breath. Off the coast of Cavite, the densely packed Spanish galleons showed their teeth and claws, slashing obliquely into Manila Bay, and the leader Several battleships opened fire first.

On the surface of the sea, Yuan Dabao also roared unceremoniously and ordered the Ming East India Company's fleet to deploy, and sailed out to meet the challenge like Maimang.

Sure enough, the whole body was moved by a single hair, and after the fierce cannon roared on the sea, the native army, who had been sluggish, held up their shields and short guns again, screaming like a chicken blood. with.

He casually took off the two steel whips hanging on the wall, and Huang Degong stuffed a thick snake into his mouth.

"Ready to fight!"

Chapter 677. The peak duel

"Fat Master!!!"

His face was red and his neck was thick, and the blue veins on his forehead protruded like earthworms. As the gunner screamed with all his strength, the cannon spewed out hot poisonous flames, and the iron ball spurted out with a force of tens of thousands of catties.

With a splash, a jet of water several meters high splashed from the side of the ship, and two unlucky squids were sprayed up, landed on the deck and squirmed twice, feebly spitting out a spout of ink.

In terms of hurting each other, human beings have really spared no effort in investing in science and technology. At this time, more than 80 Mingxi warships are fighting against each other in Manila Harbor, all of which are top-level sailing battleships of this era. Rigging, flexible sails, each is soaked in the sweat of human wisdom.

However, gunpowder, shell casting, cables, canvas manufacturing, shipbuilding, and supporting a warship to go to sea require a complete industrial chain as a pillar.At the same time, the land and wealth acquired by warships on sea expeditions paid the wages of workers in the industrial chain and the profits of dealers. Although it was a bloody and cruel industry, it fed thousands of people behind it.

Moreover, the military industry has led to the smelting industry, the transportation industry, and the capital has accumulated primitive capital. All modern Western capitalist countries have risen through this road. Now Daming has also participated in the feast of this group of crows.

However, the Manila Bay battlefield, where the sea breeze is rippling and the cannons roar, is not the protagonist today. In the north of Manila, the peak duel between the Spanish Army and the Beiming Army is the most exciting thing to watch today. Even if the naval battle fails, Yuan Dabao can still retreat to the armor Midi, waiting for the Royal Navy fleet of Ming Dynasty from the north to come in a steady stream. On the way of reinforcements, Spain and Ming Dynasty are not on the same starting line, but if they can't defend Manila, Ming Dynasty's stronghold in Luzon will be lost. To make a comeback, you have to pay several times more blood.

Fortunately, the battle has been moving in the direction Huang Degong expected.

Teammates are all on it, and they can still fight if they can't fight, otherwise they are just looking for scolding! Amid the sound of banging on the shield, the short and black-skinned Luzon natives growled like they had been beaten with chicken blood. Behind them, took The Spanish priests who chanted the covenant loudly while holding the shepherd's staff were like spreading buffs on a large area, and the eyes of the irritating natives were red.

The Spaniards still used their most common and killer trick, sending the natives to fight cannon fodder, and the Spanish conquistadors waited for the front and followed behind to pick up the bargain.

The risk of sending native cannon fodder this time is actually quite high. After all, Gu Moyi exchanged [-] or [-] worthless nobles for almost the majority of the Palangai chiefs in Northern Luzon. The Ming army can never be idle. Only play this hand when it hurts, who knows what will happen.

Can you not send natives as cannon fodder?Let the Spaniards go to the artillery fire of the Ming army?Let alone whether he, Alex, can be torn apart by the angry manor owner, even if the Spaniards win, if there are too many casualties, God knows whether the natives will rebel, after all, who wants to have multiple masters on their heads?

After the large-scale "blessing" was cast, the angry natives who had already stored ten floors rushed out like a dog who had been holding back for a night, barking like a lunatic. On their heads, the Spanish artillery A burst of cannons was fired at the right time, and more than 120 cannons of various sizes fell overwhelmingly on the streets and alleys of Manila. There are only vine shields like fish scales flying up and down.

Seeing that several pieces of the roof of the manor had collapsed, Archbishop Andolema felt distressed as if his heart was bleeding, and held up a "staff" and kept breaking behind the artilleryman's buttocks.

"It's enough to fire two rounds! Just make sense, hey, why are you still firing!"

Hardly resisting that, the dense crowd of natives easily entered the city of Manila. Seeing the Spanish red cross flag being planted again in such a block after block, and getting closer and closer to the smoke behind, Alex's heart that has been hanging He finally put it down, drew out his command knife, and turned around to issue an order to march to the Spanish infantry who had been on standby.

However, at this moment, all the smoke, gunshots, and shouts of killing from the "Ernan South Army" that had been advancing by leaps and bounds stopped abruptly, and half of the city seemed to have turned into a dead city in an instant. I couldn't help but thumped in my heart.

However, the Spaniard had never seen the Three Kingdoms and didn't know what Zhuge Liang was, so he didn't stop because of this. On the contrary, Alex swung his command saber more hastily.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Amidst the clattering of military boots, the Spanish gunmen holding spears rushed forward like hedgehogs. Behind them, the gunmen holding arquebus guns were still panting, whistling and blowing on the matchlocks in their hands as they walked. .

Unknowingly, the artillery array began to be crossed by the Spanish army.

At this time, the native army that rushed into the city was indeed hit on the head, a solid blow.

Not to mention whether these short, lazy natives can fight against the infantry of the capital army who was tortured like a grandson by the military for a day, just the shield in front of them makes these natives dare not fight.

Just like the Crusaders of the Eastern Expedition, Huang Degong's men also pushed ten huge crosses forward, but the Crusaders nailed Jesus on the cross, and they tied ten or short and fat crosses. , or short and black, or simply short, fat and black native chiefs, slowly marching forward amidst bared teeth and growls.

The chief of his own family who was still shouting and shouting in the barracks yesterday, now he appeared in front of his army as a living target. One can imagine the blow to the morale of the natives.

"Chief!"

Full of disbelief, a tribal warrior subconsciously let go of the shield in his hand and screamed out loud.

They were in a daze, but the Beiming army was not in a daze. At this moment, a shooting star shot straight at the door, his face was blooming, and the local native fell to the ground like a rotten tomato.

This is just the beginning, just behind the cross, crackling gunfire kept spraying over. The rattan shield is indeed very powerful against bows and arrows, but it is better than nothing against muskets whose initial speed is many times higher than that of bows and arrows, especially Dongjiang. His musket was a pointed Minie-bomb rifle drilled out of a machine tool.

Just looking at the white marks like a pair of invisible spears, stabbing fiercely in the army of the natives, not one by one, but rows of natives were shot to death, the overturned hexagon The kite shield was also turned upside down piece by piece like shaved fish scales.

"Shoot arrows, shoot back!"

The commanders of the native army are all Spaniards. Seeing this scene, a Spanish officer yelled while pulling the collar of a native's shirt.

"Yes, but that is the chief!"

"He's not the chief anymore, he's possessed by the devil! You idiot!"

While cursing angrily, the Spanish officer simply raised his sleeves, and he also shot away with a short musket shot. The native chief who was tied to the cross and screamed and cursed immediately burst out with a blood bag on his chest. He tilted his head and went to get a lunch box, but instead of boosting morale, the shot stunned all the natives next to him.

"You killed my big cousin! I killed you!"

The Spanish officer was still blowing the muzzle smoke triumphantly, his chest suddenly lit up, and with a puff, a spear pierced him from behind.

In the next second of this year, this angry relative was stabbed by the Spanish war sword, but once the internal strife was pulled away, it was not easy to deal with it. The defeated native infantry started fighting with their own people again.

On the other side, when Alex's Spanish phalanx pressed in front of the city of Manila, the defeat of the natives had turned into a hopeless rout. Looking around, countless natives screamed and threw Hei Abandoned Armor fled from the city.

However, the Spaniards are ruthless enough to stand forward with their spears. It doesn’t matter if you are one of your own or not. If you dare to hit it, you will die from pain. Amidst the sound of piercing candied haws, dozens or hundreds of daredevils rushed over. It was directly worn on the spear, and the blood finally made these natives learn a little bit smarter, and fled along both sides of the Spanish phalanx.

The cannons of both sides were basically useless, and the Spanish phalanx stopped in front of the street at the gate of the city for three to four minutes. Only then did the more than 4 fleeing natives run away, followed closely behind the street, and There was the sound of neat footsteps.

This is the first time facing Ming army troops. The oriental-style cotton armor helmets seem to be not much different from the Eastern Empire in Alex's impression. Feeling palpitations, seeing them appearing behind the natives, regardless of whether these natives can run away, Alex has already shouted orders anxiously.

"shot!"

The Spaniard was quite well-trained. Amidst his roar, a row of arquebus gunners took out their guns neatly. With the same sound of popping beans, white smoke instantly filled the street in front of the city. The natives mixed in between the two armies After eight lifetimes of bad luck, more than 100 people were directly killed by the collapse, but the gunpowder smoke cleared, and with the flintlock guns in hand, the Ming army seemed to be unaffected, and they were still rushing forward in neat steps.

"second row!"

The arquebus gunners in the front row retreated, while hastily flipping the barrel of the gun with a cleaning stick, and another row of arquebus gunners came out with grinning teeth, and once again, crackling gunshots sounded.