Just as the two sides were getting closer, a hoarse roar suddenly sounded in the Japanese pirate camp.

"Assault..."

With the crazy screams in the Japanese pirate camp, dozens of Japanese pirates holding Japanese swords and more than 400 Japanese pirates holding long spears suddenly rushed out of the camp. They let out hoarse shouts and ran towards the Ming army camp frantically. Behind them were more than 200 archers holding bamboo bows.

"Everyone stops!"

The hundred households walking in the front of the entire army were nothing but Chu Maoguang, the youngest hundred household in the Thousand Houses Institute. After seeing the Japanese pirates launch a charge, Chu Maoguang held up the saber in his hand and ordered the team to stop.

"Prepare... raise your gun..."

As Chu Maoguang raised the saber in his hand high, the formation of a hundred musketeers he commanded stopped, and at the same time lowered the musket from his shoulders, then raised the Yang musket, which had been loaded, and aimed at the front.

"Woo...huh...yiha..."

Looking at the Japanese pirates who were charging and making weird screams, it was impossible for the musket soldiers who went to the battlefield for the first time to say that they were not nervous. These soldiers who had only been training for several months looked at the Japanese pirates who were ragged and kept screaming at them. Many people felt that their hands were trembling, and they always had the urge to shoot immediately, as if only in this way could they comfort themselves.

"Stay... Everyone will keep it steady. Who dares to open fire without authorization to kill him!" Chu Maoguang's vicious voice sounded in the battle formation.

Perhaps Chu Maoguang's harsh words scared everyone. The musketeers who couldn't help but want to fire released their index fingers that were originally tightly holding the trigger when they thought of the military sticks hitting them during training and the fierce eyes of the tutors.

"Yah...ahhh..."

The fastest running in front of the formation were dozens of Japanese pirates holding Japanese swords. In the Japanese pirate team, those who can wear Japanese swords are the most skilled in martial arts. These people are either warriors or called vanguards. They are also the most brave and powerful Japanese pirates. In the past battles with the Ming army, they were also in the forefront. Their mission was to lure the Ming army's musketeers and archers to fire or shoot arrows to consume the Ming army's firepower. After the firearms in the hands of the Ming army's musketeers were fired, they could rush into the Ming army's battle formation to fully combat their powerful close combat capabilities.

However, the Ming army today is a bit different from the Ming army they encountered in the past. In the past, when they charge and make strange noises, the Ming army's musketeers would be frightened, and then they would start fire first. After the musketeers fired, there would be a long time of firepower blanking. In this way, they could take advantage of the opportunity to rush in while the musketeers loaded ammunition, and their archers could also take the opportunity to cause a large number of casualties to the Ming army. This was also the only way for the Japanese pirates to defeat the Ming army many times during this period.

Looking at the Japanese pirates rushing towards them while making a strange scream, Yang Feng, who was riding on the war horse, calculated the distance between the two sides and observed the movements of the Japanese pirates with his light. The distance of three or four hundred meters is not too far for the Japanese pirates who are moving fast. In a short while, the distance between the two sides approached the maximum effective range of one hundred meters.

Yang Feng raised the heavy knife in his hand high, looked at the Japanese pirates getting closer and closer and shouted: "The first row... prepare... release..."

“Beebeep…”

As the order was issued, a sharp horn sounded.

Chu Maoguang, who had been impatient, had long been waiting and shouted loudly with all his strength.

"Open the fire..."

"Bang bang bang..."

The musketeers standing in the first row pulled the trigger almost the same time as the horn sounded. As thick black smoke rose, crisp gunfires sounded, and lead bullets as thick as little fingers ran towards the target at a speed of 457 meters per second, driven by the ignition of the black gunpowder kinetic energy.

"Bang..."

A Japanese pirate holding a Japanese knife and running forward quickly was hit by a lead bullet during the thigh. The soft lead bullet quickly deformed after hitting the target. Although the soft lead bullet was far inferior to those hard objects in terms of penetration, it could convert the kinetic energy it carried into destructive force. The deformed lead bullet made the Japanese pirate's thigh a hole the size of a bowl. The Japanese pirate, who had originally walked vigorously like running, fell heavily to the ground, and blood flowed out of his thigh.

"ah……"

The Japanese pirates rolling all over the ground were constantly interested in it, and they didn't know where the Japanese sword in their hands were thrown.

After the first round of gun rovers, Yang Feng, who was riding on the horse, shook his head slightly. The shooting effect of this round was not very good. One hundred musketeers shot at only five or six Japanese pirates at the same time, and their hit rate was less than one-tenth. Although there was a reason for the low hit rate of smoothbore guns, the biggest reason was that the musketeers were too nervous, so they opened fire in a hurry that they could not show their strength in the training ground on weekdays. However, now is not the time to get angry and curse people. Yang Feng shouted coldly.

"The first row is back...the second row is forward..."

"Prepare to... raise your gun... open fire..."

"Smack it..."

Less than ten seconds after the first round of gunfire, accompanied by crisp gunfire and black smoke, the second row of musketeers opened fire. This time the accuracy was better than the previous round. Amid the gunfire, more than thirty Japanese pirates fell into a pool of blood.

"Baga...the three-stage shooting of these Ming people is so sharp!"

Homoka Kawa, who was standing on the hillside to watch the battle, couldn't sit still. In fact, as early as seventy or eighty years ago, the Portuguese introduced the manufacturing technology of the grenade gun into Japan and began to apply it on a large scale. However, it was surprising that the Japanese strangely called the grenade gun "iron cannon". It was this kind of grenade gun that caused great casualties to the Ming army on the Korean battlefield of the three major battles of Wanli, so Homoka Kawa Kawa was naturally familiar with the muskets. However, what surprised him was that the Ming people's muskets did not need a grenade, and the range was still so long, which was beyond his expectations.

However, Homoka can reach this point naturally a person with a strong personality. He immediately ordered: "Order the warriors to attack with all their strength. After the three-stage shooting of Mingren, their firing rate will be reduced immediately!"

“Hayi…”

"Assault..."

Amid the low sound of conchs, the Japanese pirates who had already charged had no intention of reducing their speed at all, and were still rushing forward frantically. The previous battles have proved that as long as they could rush into the Ming army's battle formation, they won more than half of this battle.

"shooting……"

"Bang bang bang..."

"shooting……"

"Bang bang bang..."
Chapter completed!