The Ming Dynasty has just been exiled and the Luzon system has awakened.

The effective range of the Mini rifle is more than 900 meters. Although it is difficult to see human-sized targets with the naked eye at this distance, there are more than 2 indigenous people. With so many targets, even a few unlucky people can be fooled. .

"Each regiment fires in three stages, fire freely!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Intense gunshots rang out, and a thin line of white smoke erupted from the front line of the Ming army.

At a super long distance of more than 900 meters, the attack effect of the Mini rifle was not very good. Most of the bullets missed, but hundreds of natives still fell to the ground with a groan.

"The Ming army's muskets can actually hit such a distance!"

Nim's eyes widened as he looked at the people in the crowd who fell down.

Although he discovered that the range of the Ming army's muskets was farther than that of the Spanish when he fought with the Ming army in Manila, he never expected that the range was so exaggerated!

"Nuha, how far can the muskets of your musketeers shoot?" He turned around and asked.

"Your Majesty, it's only about 150 yards." Nuha looked bitter. The comparison between 150 yards and thousands of yards made him despair. His musketeers have not been sent up yet. When they do, they will how to spell?

The roar of guns and artillery continued. Every time the Ming army shelled, dozens of bloody alleys appeared among the indigenous people. With every round of firing, hundreds of indigenous people fell down.

The casualties of the indigenous people were increasing, and they finally reacted to the miserable wailing. Many indigenous leaders began to shout and yell for everyone to disperse, but the area outside San Fernando City was not covered by this. It's so big, where can it go if it spreads out?

"Your Majesty the King, if this continues, by the time our warriors rush to the Ming army's formation, there won't be many left."

On the city wall, an indigenous tribe leader looked at the fierce battle below and expressed his worries worriedly.

In fact, this can no longer be called a battle. This is completely a unilateral massacre of the indigenous people by the Ming army!Because so far, the indigenous people have suffered more than 3000 casualties, while the Ming army has suffered zero casualties.

Although Nimu on the side still pretended to be calm, the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed him.

He originally thought that he could easily defeat the Ming army with tens of thousands of troops, but he did not expect that the power of the Ming army's muskets and artillery was so terrifying!

"Otherwise, Your Majesty the King, we should retreat." Someone cautiously tried.

"Withdraw? Can't withdraw! Luzon Island is so big. If we withdraw today, the Ming army will still find us tomorrow. If we don't want to be enslaved by the Ming people, we must defeat them today!" Nimu gritted his teeth, but his words did not matter. Say it all.

Now that he had just appointed himself the native king, if he lost this battle, how many people would be willing to follow him? How could he be willing to give up after he had worked so hard to get to where he was now?

"We still have a chance! We have much more people than the Ming army! We also have cavalry! As long as the entire army is pressed against the Ming army, they will definitely not be able to resist it. Moreover, the Ming army has muskets, and so do we! If the Ming army has artillery, we also have it!"

The cavalry that Nim was referring to were put together by various indigenous tribes. The number of cavalry was just over a hundred. Although it was not a lot, if it was encountered by an ordinary army and used properly, these more than 100 cavalry could also play a considerable role.

But it is a pity that the Ming army with the support of Zhu Heyi is obviously not an ordinary army.

As for the muskets and artillery, of course they were snatched from the Spanish.

……

"You can't bear it anymore so soon?"

Zhu Heyi put down the telescope in his hand. He didn't expect these natives to be so restive. They fought for only a short time before the whole army pressed on them.

However, as a result, the pressure on the front line has also increased.

"Come here, tell Li Zhenhua that the machine guns will attack the indigenous cavalry units first. The mortar units no longer need to be idle and open fire with all their strength!"

At present, Zhu Heyu's reserves of machine gun ammunition and mortar shells are running low. He still has more than 1 machine gun bullets and more than 300 mortar shells. But since the natives are fully escorted, there is no need for him to hide them. Tucked in.

The indigenous troops pressed forward, and the morale of the originally struggling vanguard troops suddenly rose. They no longer paid attention to the casualties of their companions, and began to speed up their pace and charge towards the Ming army's front.

The cavalry unit that Nim regarded as his treasure also moved to the flanks, bypassing the charging crowd.

The indigenous cavalry moved very fast. They quickly surpassed the infantry crowd and stood out on the battlefield, but this also allowed them to attract enough attention.

"Quick! Move the muzzle, the native cavalry is coming!"

"Gatling gun, push over here!"

At the officers' orders, four 4-pound field guns and two Gatling guns were pushed to the flanks.

"fire!"

The officer gave an order, and four artillery shells came out and smashed into the group of indigenous cavalry.

Since the number of indigenous cavalry was small and the distances were more dispersed, the killing effect caused by these four solid artillery shells was far less exaggerated than that of the infantry, but its bloody degree was no less bloody.

The cavalrymen and horses who were hit head-on by the cannonballs were instantly reduced to pieces of bones and flesh.The horse's hooves were cut off by the cannonball, and the knight on his back was thrown heavily. Even if he was not dead for the time being, he would be trampled to pieces by the friendly troops galloping from behind.

But this did not affect the pace of the indigenous cavalry's attack at all.

At this moment, behind the battlefield, Zhu Heyu was holding a telescope to observe the battlefield situation on the flank, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"More than a hundred cavalry also want to break through my flanking line equipped with machine guns and cannons?"

Sure enough, in the next moment, with a series of gunshots, the charging indigenous cavalry was hit by bullets one after another and fell off their horses.

Nim, who was standing on the city wall, also saw this scene. His heart was bleeding as he watched the cavalry troops for which he had high hopes fall off their horses one after another.

But this was not over yet. Several groups of flames suddenly rose from the frontal attacking infantry. With a deafening sound, sand and dust mixed with human body parts were thrown into the sky.

"What is this again!"

The successive incidents made Nim's eyes turn red. He quickly walked to a bronze cannon not far away that the Spaniards had placed on the city wall, and shouted at a few indigenous soldiers who were carefully tinkering with the cannon:

"Fire me immediately! Kill those damn Akito!"

The indigenous artillerymen were also frightened by Nim. They tremblingly filled the gunpowder and shells into the gun barrels one after another, and then lit the fuses with torches.

"boom!"

The cannon fired, and Nim looked at the flying shells expectantly, but soon, his expression changed.

The shell did not hit the Ming army's formation as he expected, but fell into his own charging troops, creating a bloody path.

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