Li Fangyuan has also made all preparations for war mobilization.

The rebels under his command are now inspiring military power that has never been stronger since they sent troops.

Nothing else, Mr. Li invited the gods and Buddhas to teach two talismans.

These two talismans, Mr. Li, have cast spells on them.

It is said that they are invulnerable to swords and guns. Even if they are unfortunately killed in battle, their souls will be ranked among the immortals.

What a temptation this is.

The poor people even offer sacrifices to God to pray for the blessings of ancestors and gods.

But it has not been effective.

On the other hand, they can do it without the sacrifice of three animals, let alone praying devoutly.

This is simply a place to search for something without any effort!

Such a good thing is hard to find even with lanterns!

They only need to serve Mr. Li, rush forward regardless of their death, kill the enemy on the other side, and accomplish things that many people have dreamed of.

When the Ming army musketeers lined up forward in unison, Park In-yong glanced at Li Fangyuan.

Li Fangyuan nodded: "General Park, everything will be done to you. Attack!"

Seeing Park In-yong, the guy picked up a machete: "Warriors, rush and kill all the enemies on the other side!"

Han Xiangzai, who was under Baishi City, looked at the rebels with a strong look on his face.

These rebels are really fierce.

No wonder all the cities where they pass are lost, it has nothing to do with their ferocity.

Such a strong and brave warrior, even a general like him, would be a little scared, let alone other people.

In fact, to put it bluntly, he has never been on the battle formation. He is a novice and he will be devilish if he is not panicked.

He turned his head and looked at Zheng Changsheng, and saw that Zheng Changsheng was calm and calm.

Well, he felt a little calmer. Zheng Changsheng was not panicked, he was panicked.

But these are three hundred steps, and the crossbowman should have prepared, so why didn’t Zheng Changsheng take any action?

He turned around and waved: "Arrow ready."

He is planning the worst.

Archers usually shoot four or five rounds in front of the two armies, but they are not used.

The rest was left to the infantry to fight.

Zheng Changsheng was still motionless. He was testing the psychological quality of the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei.

Their training formation was three hundred steps to two hundred steps as the death penalty area.

At most, let the enemy reach a hundred steps.

One hundred steps is the final bottom line. Once the enemy breaks through one hundred steps, they will retreat immediately.

The rest was handed over to the catapult, sulphur bombs and thunder.

Two hundred and eighty steps, two hundred and fifty steps.

Well, Zheng Changsheng still did not issue an order to open fire.

The tense atmosphere in front of the entire formation has reached its peak.

Zheng Changsheng turned around and looked at the Jinyiwei Musketeer behind him.

He nodded slightly, it was okay, he was calm in the face of danger, and there was no one who was timid.

He waved the golden embroidered spring knife in his hand: "Prepare the first row!"

The squadrons were raised straight forward, and the soldiers' arms holding the rifles were as stable as Mount Tai.

"put!"

"Bang bang bang..."

After a round of guns, the rebels rushed up from the opposite side fell down a large row.

One round of volleys is a thousand musketeers.

That means that at least one thousand people will fall.

Firearms are simply nightmarish against infantrymen with cold weapons.

The first wave of the three thousand rebels attacked was no longer a war after Zheng Changsheng's fourth round of shooting.

Hiss...Han Xiangzai took a breath.

It all shows that the arms are powerful, but I didn't expect that they were so powerful.

Four rounds of gunfire eliminated nearly three thousand fierce rebels.

What is this concept?

If the three thousand rebels were asked to destroy him, it would probably not be that easy.

Even if they can kill them all, they will kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of them.

It would be a bit more beautifying yourself if you lose 800 yuan. If you rely on these recruits who have never been on the battlefield, the loss of 2,000 yuan will be light.

Now he was already completely confident.

No wonder Count Yonghe is calm and composed, and the relationship is clear.

This battle was like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, which was too smooth.

It cannot even be called a battle, how is this a battle?

At the very least, the battle must be calculated by fighting between the two sides, right?

This has no contact with the enemy at all. Is this one-sided massacre OK?

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Park In-yong's face turned pale, he felt distressed.

This time, all the elite infantrymen he sent out were following him for many years, and they thought they could break through the Ming army's musket formation.

Unexpectedly, the Ming army's firepower was too fierce.

He looked back at Li Fangyuan: "Young Master, you can't hesitate anymore. Send our 10,000 cavalry to the top. Just relying on the two legs of the infantry, you will not be able to break through the Ming army's firepower network."

Li Fangyuan's heart is bleeding.

If it is Park In-yong's elite force, isn't it his elite force?

The reason why he was able to speak in front of his father and all his brothers was because of Park In-yong's powerful army.

With a 30,000 army in his hand, his back is hard and his words can be strong.

If these powers are really lost, will he have no confidence?

Seeing that he was hesitant, Park In-yong became anxious: "Young Master, don't hesitate anymore. Things have reached this moment and there is no longer any plan to retreat.

If the entire army is not suppressed at this time, we may be in danger of the entire army being destroyed."

Li Fangyuan sighed to the sky in pain, and two lines of hot tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

Although he deceived these soldiers under the name of the gods descending to earth.

But he knew in his heart that it was just a way to boost people's hearts and boost morale.

Where is the god in the world? Where can there be an invulnerable body of mortals?

He had experienced the firepower of the Ming army. In the previous sneak attack, they lost their troops and generals.

Now, a living scene happened before his eyes again.

Three thousand elite infantrymen were completely lost in the blink of an eye.

This kind of pain like cutting flesh and heart cutting made his whole body tremble.

But things have developed to this point and he can no longer have any other ideas.

If this is defeated, his prestige will be gone!

He finally nodded in pain: "Okay, the whole army will fight to the death!"

The first battle was about to be a decisive battle. Zheng Changsheng did not expect that Li Fangyuan would be able to see so quickly.

After only one round of impact, the final decisive battle began.

Well, if you want to fight, then fight, I will accompany you to the end.

This time I will let you taste the power of my real firearm phalanx in the Ming Dynasty.

If you wipe out all the 300 people who attacked the vanguard battalion in the previous one, you will not be considered heroes.

This time, the two armies are facing each other and resisting head-on. I want to see when you can resist.

"Transfer to my general order, the entire army will be bayonets and ready for hand-to-hand combat at any time."

With a command, the sound of bayonets resounded throughout the audience.

"Prepare the trencher sulphur bomb in a round!"

The messenger turned around and waved the red flag at the top of the city wall. He received the order at the top of the city wall, responding to the flag of the same color.

"Preparation for the first round of the thunder!"

The black flag shook, and the city wall was ready.
Chapter completed!