Beiyang new warlord

This time there was no obstacle, the casualties of the Ming army were obvious. Some Ming soldiers burst out a burst of sparks from their breastplates as they walked, and fell backwards, and some thighs suddenly burst into a ball of blood. Come, limp on one side, some arms were bleeding, but the other arm held the gun and continued to move forward.

However, no one fired back!

The musket is a decoration?These ignorant orientals are still fools who only know hand-to-hand combat!

At this glance, Alex was still enjoying himself, and with a flick of his mottled beard, he yelled loudly again hastily.

"Shoot and kill these savages!"

The third column of musketeers appeared again.

At a distance of 100 meters, the capable Spanish conquistador fired four rounds of guns. Even the Beiming army equipped with cold-forged armor killed and injured hundreds of people, and there were even more minor injuries. These soldiers, like robots, strode forward without returning a shot, and the vacancies of fallen comrades were quickly filled by the rear.

Less than 20 meters away, the matchlock gunners in the second row had four or five seconds to finish reloading, and the gleaming bayonets were already in front of them. While ordering the matchlock gunmen to retreat, Alex shook his head with emotion .

"Brave and stupid Oriental!"

Seeing, as always, relying on the spear array in front to block, and the matchlock guns in the back to output, it seemed that another victory was waving to the Spaniards, when there was a crash, the Beiming army that was advancing like a wall stopped in uniform. .

In Alex's rapidly shrinking pupils, thousands of Beiming soldiers raised their flintlock guns with a standard action.

Chapter 678. The warm sea is soft and the waves are red

Even if it lost to the French Army a while ago and lost the title of the strongest army in Europe, the Spanish Army can be regarded as the second largest army in Europe.Although the Jingshi Legion does not belong to the old army that Mao Jue started from, it is also the elite of the veterans. Two world-class powerful armies collided, but the result was!

Since you are all younger brothers, you Spain will always be a younger brother!

His ears were buzzing, he could no longer hear the sound, and his eyes were dazzled. Alex couldn't believe what he saw.

Corpses, layers upon layers of corpses! Only this time they are not the remains of the Spanish enemies, but the battle-hardened Spanish conquistadors themselves, wearing cross smocks.

The Northern Ming army shot like a storm, almost all the Spanish spearmen blocking the front were beaten bald, a pile of bloody plate armor was piled on the ground, only one or two spears were left trembling alone, and the iron helmet The sergeant's face was controlled by fear and dullness, and a large area was affected by the musketeers behind him. Many people loaded their guns, but never had a chance to fire them.

Even next to him, there were two holes the size of peanuts in the breastplate of a Spanish swordsman. Blood flowed out of the holes thinly. on the ground.

To be honest, queuing and shooting tactics are neither mandatory nor common in the Beiming army. After all, carrying the opponent's musket for two or three rounds before shooting is also a cruel thing for one's own sergeant, but the result is enough to deserve the sacrifice. Yes, this blow destroyed at least one-third to one-half of the Spaniards' army, and two or three thousand people fell on the front in a mess. Even the founders of the Fifth Corps were stunned by this scene.

The battlefield was eerily quiet for a second, and then there was an excited howl. The Northern Ming army in the front roared excitedly, picked up the still hot flintlock guns and ran forward, and the ones behind also followed Rumeng. As if waking up for the first time, they rushed forward screamingly, and the whole team was like layered waves, plunging into the Spanish army fiercely.

"Drink, ha!"

The strong wooden gun handle was smashed over, and the Spanish musketeer who had just woken up was knocked down by a hammer before he could draw out his sword, and then his teammates made up with a bayonet. In front of the bayonet, there was no more support than the iron leaf armor of the Eight Banners. The balloon was pierced twice, and the eyeballs protruded. The dying Spaniard was still struggling to stand up. That.

Still unable to accept the reality until now, Alex seemed to be crazy, his pupils seemed to be dull, and he kept muttering embarrassingly.

"Liar! Absolutely a liar! Impossible!"

His face became crazy and ferocious, and he pulled out his command knife abruptly, Alex roared like a mad dog and rushed back towards the Beiming army, while he was roaring and laughing wildly.

"Yes! The devil's tricks, you must be using the devil's tricks! I, Alex, will not be fooled by you! Die! Heretics, hahahaha!"

The knife was waved high, and the crazy laughter disappeared into the bayonets of the Ming army in a blink of an eye.

However, the Spanish Army is the Spanish Army. It has dominated the European continent for nearly a century. As soon as Alex disappeared, someone took over the command in an orderly manner. Two colonels, one of them held up his sword and led his troops to the Ming army. As the battle passed, the other shouted for the infantry behind to retreat. On the side, they were supposed to be on guard, waiting for the Ming army to entangle with the infantry phalanx. He picked up his speed and slammed into the flank of the Ming army.

Without giving up on themselves, the background of a strong army has fully revealed the old colonial empire, and everyone is doing their best to save the fragmented army.

Unfortunately, the opponent they encountered was too strong!

The Spanish cavalry captain, who was about to charge in with his saber held high, suddenly heard a thunder-like roar in his ears. With a buzzing sound, he almost fell off his horse. Turning around in horror, he hurriedly pulled the horse over. On the other side, the cavalry of the Ming army also came out!

Not the donkey cavalry of the Japanese, but the dragoon cavalry of the Fifth Corps of the Jingshi Army, and in front of the entire military town, there was a charging horse riding an exceptionally tall half-breed horse, wearing heavy armor, carrying two thick strange horses in both hands. A man in heavy armor with a door weapon.

The overwhelming murderous intent made the Spanish cavalry captain, who was also in charge of the bloody battlefield, almost stop breathing. Between the lightning and the flint, the two horses crisscrossed each other. He roared like a dying wolf and chopped out a straight-bladed western sword.

puff!

The heavy object passed by with a loud cry, the plate armor on his chest sank deeply, and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. The captain fell to the ground, holding his mace high like a praying mantis, and Huang Degong was extremely happy. With a long roar, he entered the Spanish cavalry for the first time viciously.

He can't be unhappy. In the battle of Lizhuang, he fell under Mao Jue's tactic of queuing up and shooting him. He was beaten with bravery and advanced tactics. This resentment was vented by him in the same way on the battlefield today. .

At the same time, it has been a long time since I went into battle in person, to experience the exciting feeling of fast horses staggering and the moment of life and death. I smashed down both hands and maces together. In the fearful roar of the second Spanish cavalry, the glass of the straight-edged knife shattered like crisply. Immediately afterwards, as if he had found a vent point, the hot blood burst out suddenly.

The blood was dripping on Huang Degong's body, which made him even more majestic and fearful, and his evil spirit was astonishing.

This result is not an exaggeration. More than 100 years later, on the Battle of Waterloo, when Napoleon the Great’s arrogant Janissaries rushed forward, they were also shot and shot by the Duke of Wellington at close range, completely smashing the emperor’s empire. Dream, the cavalry squadron used as the back support was smashed to pieces by Huang Degong, a veteran who crawled out of the pile of corpses. In front of the Fifth Corps, which was also recruited from the vagrant army young people who rolled in the dead, they resisted desperately. After all, some Spanish infantry could not last long, and some Spanish infantry who were facing the battle were wiped out, and then there was a chase all over the mountains and plains.

The Spaniards who once wiped out the Inca Empire by hundreds of people were also reduced to being hunted down like rabbits. The cross swords and arquebus guns that represented pride were thrown away, and the heavy plate armor was thrown all over the ground. The shoes were thrown off.

A few Spaniards who were in a panic fled to the beach, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and followed closely behind them. A dozen Beiming soldiers also chased and killed them to the edge of the beach. He stopped chasing, and directly raised the flintlock.

White gunpowder smoke formed the body of the [-]-meter spear, and the fleeing Spanish infantry trembled violently a few times before throwing themselves down on the beach.

The sea is full of waves and seaweed rolling up from the horizon, but the weak sea water gradually drags up the heavy body and drags it towards the depths of the sea. On the entire ocean surface, there are countless floating corpses, and the dark red liquid flows from The hollow of the plate armor overflowed, and a piece of sea water turned light red.

This scene also happened in the Gulf of Mexico, on the edge of the dense tropical rainforest in South America, but this time the goddess of victory did not favor the barbarians from the mountainous peninsula. After more than 100 years of tyranny in the East Indies, this The lands belonged to the new conquerors.

Ming dynasty!

I really lost my fighting spirit completely, full of cups to punish the intruder Daming, and finally replaced by the fear brought about by the bloody massacre of Daming. It wasn't that they discarded their heavy weapons and fled in panic. As for the Italian mercenaries, they proved their unreliable reputation. When the left-wing Spanish cavalry launched a decisive attack, they had already thrown their crossbows to wipe the soles of their feet. The oil slipped away, and the Spaniard's camp was looted along the way.

The angry three corpses jumped up and down, and Andollema waved his staff, jumping and cursing angrily.

"Come back! Lay it down! God damn you, you castrate sissies converted to hell!"

Just when the Archbishop angrily scolded an Italian soldier who robbed him of his silver censer, his wish was really fulfilled. With a bang, a hole was shot out of the tent, and then he was shot in the heart. That thief with high talent The Milan mercenary crossbowman who was serving as a soldier staggered and fell to the ground, and the beautiful silver incense burner also crashed to the ground.

However, the archbishop was not happy because of this. He turned his head and looked at the Ming army rushing in with a gun. After a stream of hot sweat fell from his forehead, he immediately raised his hands like a conditioned reflex. The nephew of the cardinal, the whole Manila The secret police of the Inquisition, the ruthless man who said that whoever was burned to death would be burned to death, screamed with a smile on his face.

"I understand the rules! I surrender!"

With Andolema being escorted out of the tent, Governor of Luzon Dalazan, Congressman Lanchester and other Spanish nobles with noble lives have returned to the control of Ming Dynasty again, and a group of Western lords are still there. Anxiously calculating how much ransom they need to pay, they don't know that their fate is already doomed. The Spanish army in the entire Spanish East Indies has been cheated by them. For the Ming army, these people are useless. Manila Daming can remember the revenge of the massacre. The only thing waiting for them was to be escorted to Fuzhou, the place with the most victims, and beheaded in public.

In the end, the killers are always killed, and no one's life is worth much in the end.

It's just that among these people, there is still a fish that slipped through the net.

"I will never! I will never fall into the hands of heretics again! I would rather die!"

While running crazily, while panting, the Countess Selita kept roaring at herself, following the defeated soldiers, she escaped from the camp all the way, panting for breath while running, suddenly there was a rush of horseshoes The sound came from behind, and turning around, the Spanish chick immediately waved the handkerchief in surprise.

"It's me! Celita Don Calus! Noble Navita! Knight, I order you"

Don Quixote belongs to Spain. It can be seen that the image of knights in the minds of Spaniards. Unfortunately, these Spanish cavalry who are running wildly have no chivalry at all. He ran away from her side.

But before Celita lost her temper, someone also punished a few rude guys for her.