Chapter 947: Foreign soldiers

A few more rolling wood were put down and killed several foreign soldiers. After a long time, the foreign soldiers straightened up and climbed up, which made Zhang Hu's heart sink again. This group of foreign soldiers was so well-trained.

This is a strong enemy, and he was anxious and didn't know if reinforcements could arrive in time. The gunpowder in the fort could last until noon. Before noon, he would sacrifice his life to his country.

Without the rolling wood falling down, foreign soldiers became much more courageous and flocked to them.

One hundred and fifty steps, Zhang Hu could see the tall figures, carrying axe and a big sword, wearing a dark red breastplate, and a thick black leather hat. On his side, the soldiers and gunners were quite impatient.

However, he did not fire a random gun, and was waiting for Shangguan's order. Those who stayed for the winter were the most elite soldiers in Zhongzhen Camp, but they were injured and killed one by one, and Zhang Hu felt a little painful in his heart.

One hundred steps, eighty steps, Zhang Hu still endured it.

The adjutant beside him couldn't hold his breath, but was scolded by Zhang Hu in a low voice: "Stay calm, get closer!"

The young adjutant was so calm that he was very calm, but the tall bodies of the foreign soldiers were clearly visible, generally higher than the Ming army. Zhang Hu had never seen foreign soldiers, but this was the first time he had seen such a well-trained soldier.

Ten steps, a large amount of hot sweat appeared on Zhang Hu's head. At this distance of fifty steps, even the high nose bridge and deep contours were clearly visible.

"put!"

Between about fifty and forty steps, Zhang Hu shouted angrily, and guns and cannons suddenly burst into fire on the wall of Ming army village. The dense guns and cannons poured down, and immediately shot more than ten foreign soldiers rushing in front.

The momentum of the foreign soldiers' charge was stagnant. After the Ming army fired the gun, they retreated and loaded. Another row of muskets were mounted on the mercedes, waiting for Shangguan's shooting command. The gunner hurriedly loaded the tiger's squat cannon.

Zhang Hu was under great pressure and was sweating profusely. He watched the foreign soldiers lying down, looking for cover.

"put!"

After another round of gunfire, smoke rose, but only three or five foreign soldiers fell down.

After two rounds of guns, tall foreign soldiers were lying on the ground, moving forward like maggots. At this time, a large number of foreign soldiers behind them, holding muskets, advanced to hundreds of steps, causing Zhang Hu's sweat to rise more and more.

The more wet the inner clothes stick to his body, it feels very uncomfortable. Such a well-trained foreign soldier brought great pressure to him.

The melee soldiers in front lay down and slowly climbed forward. The foreign soldiers rushing up the mountain formed a gun formation and set up a long and thick musket.

"put!"

The Ming army, who was the first to complete the loading, fired a round of guns, with the goal of being a squadron of foreign soldiers who were marching a gun. A few screams sounded a hundred steps away. Several foreign soldiers howled and fell down, but there was a

More foreign soldiers joined the horizontal team and spread out on the hillside. The Ming army used a rotating wheel to fire muskets, which were fast loading, while the foreign soldiers used a heavy coercion gun, which had a long range and great power.

Zhang Hu felt extremely stressed and gasped, and while commanding his soldiers to shoot and kill foreign soldiers a hundred steps away, he had to pay attention to the armored soldiers lying on the ground, like a poisonous snake lurking under his feet, which could spit at any time.

With the news, he suddenly rose up, and he all counted on the two tiger squatting cannons.

"put!"

After the Ming army fired three-wheeled platoons, more than a dozen foreign soldiers fell down before firing the first round of volleys.

After a dense sound of guns, several Ming soldiers fell silently on the stone-built fortress wall, and two modern armies shot at each other at a distance of hundreds of steps. The Ming soldiers were small in number, but they relied on the

The cover of the fort wall was condescending and did not fall into a disadvantage. Zhang Hu didn't dare to stand stupidly anymore, squatting behind the thick stone wall, looking out.

The Ming army and foreign soldiers had already entered a state of selflessness for a moment, shooting guns at each other.

More than ten muskets stretched out from the mercedes, and a little organized would be a volley, which would definitely be able to overturn several foreign soldiers. The foreign soldiers' rate of fire was very slow, and the Ming army could only attack one round with three rounds of guns.

However, relying on the large number of people and strong power, it can also shoot several Ming troops to death. The number of Ming troops is getting smaller and smaller, and more foreign soldiers joining the horizontal squad, and the Ming army is gradually suppressed by firepower.

The more foreign soldiers climbed up the hillside, the more musket arrays became more and more crowded, and the bullets became more and more dense.

With a muffled groan, a gunner was shot overturned by a projectile.

The remaining five gunners did not say a word, knelt on one knee and lowered their heads, guarding the two tiger squatting cannons.

Another soldier fell behind the mercenary and no longer had any companions to fill up his seat. The Ming army's muskets gradually became sparse, and more than half of them were injured and killed in the shooting.

At the foot of the mountain, Colonel Holden looked at the fierce battle in front of Dingbian Castle and showed a very surprised expression.

With a sure victory, the British colonel gave a guide to the country and said something unexpected: "The Dutch were defeated by this army."

Aside from him, several British officers expressed their appreciation: "In the far east, there is actually a second-rate European army, which is really a miracle."

Colonel Holden smiled but said nothing, and the implication was that who was the first-class? Naturally, he was a well-trained soldier of the British Empire.

"Gentlemen, let's meet the commander of this unit!"

"Of course, if he survives."

The arrogant British officers talked and laughed, as if they had won the battle.

At this time, Zhang Hu took off his helmet, and was also killed. More than half of his subordinates were injured and three of the six gunners died. He couldn't help it. Zhang Hu ran over and moved the tiger squat cannon into the waist.

At this moment, a harsh howling sounded outside at the shooting port.

"Europe!"

With a howling, the foreign soldiers lying on the ground jumped up suddenly, swarmed forward with weapons, and fought against each other when the Ming army was in full swing.

Ding Ding Ding!

One by one, the hook ropes were thrown up, and the iron claws were hooked tightly on the mercy. A Ming army rushed forward with all their might, but fell down with a scream. A hand axe was hit on his shoulder. The powerful and heavy hand axe flew in, and it turned out to be

It was more accurate than a fire from a musket, and the Ming army soon suffered all casualties.

"Walk!"

The fort wall has become a settlement. Zhang Hu roared, and more than ten Ming army soldiers dragged their injured comrades hard and retreated in a panic. Zhang Hu wiped the hot sweat from his forehead. The sweat flowed into his eyes.

He held the torch patiently, and silently waited for a while, and then concentrated in his heart. Only in this way could he win the money. He turned with an axe and flew over to Zhang Hu's body.

Zhang Hu was unmoved and knew that the first foreign soldier's head was revealed on the fort wall.

Scream!

The lit medicine twist was burned out. Zhang Hu didn't look at it and pulled a gunner, turned around and ran away. At this time, he was still waiting to die.

Boom, boom!

Two cannons turned the outside of Dingyuan Fortress into a hell of flesh and blood. A large number of foreign soldiers were crowding under the fortress wall to climb. They didn't pay attention to the shooting mouth in the middle of the fortress wall, but they were still hidden.
Chapter completed!