Zhu Hongyu's voice was loud and clear, and his words successfully calmed down the restive Liberation Army.
Zhu Hongyu then shouted loudly.
"No chaos!"
"Our families are behind us, our fields, our houses, are behind us!"
"We are the last wall standing in front of our families and invaders. Even if we are all dead, we can't let Hongmao take another step forward!"
"..."
Under Zhu Hongyu's mobilization, the Liberation Army stabilized.
The musketeers continued to level their muskets, the bayonets on the muzzles flashing cold light.
I don’t know who started it first, but suddenly someone sang the Red Turban Army’s war song.
"The clouds follow the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, fame and fortune follow the dust and dirt!"
"Looking at China, the people are suffering and the fertile land for thousands of miles is barren!"
"Look at the world, there are no barbarians, and only one man can make up for what is missing in the way of heaven!"
"A good man, don't care about his parents, he only cares about the common people and not the master!"
"..."
The loud war songs were chaotic at first, but gradually became neat and loud.
Three hundred years ago, their ancestors sang such war songs to drive the arrogant Mongols out of the Central Plains!
Even suppressed the sound of Spanish musket fire!
The power in the lyrics and music made everyone excited, as if the black hole in front of them was not so scary anymore!
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"..."
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The artillery fire of the Liberation Army became more and more fierce, and the artillery shells shot towards the Spanish array mercilessly.
The cannonballs rolled and spun, killing the Spaniards one by one and turning them into mangled corpses!
At some point, the artillery of the Liberation Army changed from solid bullets to shotgun shells.
The sound of gunfire suddenly became dull!
The dense barrage swept across everything, leaving gaps one after another in the Spanish musket array.
People kept falling to the ground and wailing, screaming in agony.
Bang! Bang, bang, bang!
The Spanish musketeers finished reloading under the cannon and fired another volley.
At this time, the distance between the two sides was approaching a hundred meters.
The hit rate and accuracy of the musket have been greatly improved!
After a round of volley fire, more than 200 people in the front row of the Liberation Army fell, and the casualties were extremely heavy.
The battlefield is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke!
At this moment, not only the Spaniards on the opposite side were frowning, wondering why the Liberation Army did not fight back.
Even Ma Xin and other Zheng Jun generals looked confused.
"What are the Liberation Army doing? Hong Mao has already fought two rounds? Why don't they fight back?"
"Yeah, this is really strange. It's the first time I see someone on the battlefield who just gets beaten and doesn't fight back!"
"..."
There was a lot of discussion, but it could not affect the actions of the Liberation Army.
The distance between the two sides is still gradually getting closer!
100 meters!
Ninety meters!
Seventy meters!
Sixty meters!
…
Just after the two sides were almost fifty meters away, the Spaniard finished loading again and raised his gun to prepare for the third round of volley.
At this moment, the Liberation Army finally moved!
Zhu Hongyu waved his hand and ordered.
"Three rows of rounds, hit!"
In an instant, the musketeers on both sides pulled the triggers almost simultaneously.
Bang! Bang!
The battlefield is filled with smoke!
Shot in the face at close range, soldiers in the front row of both sides fell to the ground in large swaths.
The Spanish volley was over, but the Liberation Army's three-volume firing continued.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Amidst the neat rows of gunfire, the musketeers of the Liberation Army pulled the triggers, shot at the Spaniards, and then retreated to reload.
Let the soldiers in the second row stand on top and continue loading and shooting!
Bang! Bang!
Three rows of rotating fire, a typical three-stage attack tactic, formed a continuous firepower delivery.
The Spanish musketeers array was instantly stunned!
When the Spanish commander saw this scene, he was about to order the soldiers to continue loading, when suddenly his vision went dark.
A hole was made in his head by a lead bullet, his brain was shattered by the lead bullet, and he fell to the ground in an instant!
The surrounding Spanish commanders died, and great commotion broke out in the array.
At the same time, in the formation of the Liberation Army, a marksman cheered.
"Hahaha, I hit it, I hit it!"
"I killed the enemy commander!"
"..."
Amidst the cheers, the musketeers of the Liberation Army began to advance forward. While advancing, they were doing the loading work in an orderly manner.
"beat!"
While the Spaniards were still in turmoil, the Liberation Army fired a second round of three-row shooting.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a neat row of gunshots, the Spanish musketeers on the opposite side fell to the ground like cutting wheat.
The death of the commander and the attack of the Liberation Army failed to completely destroy the Spanish's fighting spirit.
The Spanish commander's adjutant took over the command and ordered the troops to continue loading and prepare to fight back.
But it was obvious that the Spaniards panicked, and their reloading speed visibly slowed down.
The two sides continued to engage in fierce gunfire!
On the other side, the indigenous servants and mercenaries rushed to the two wings of the Liberation Army respectively.
After the enemy rushed within fifty meters, the Liberation Army all pulled the trigger.
Amidst the neat gunfire, a large number of the natives and mercenaries who rushed at the front fell down!
Those fierce and skilled Japanese samurai rushed forward, waving their samurai swords, ferocious and fierce.
But in front of the neat volley of guns, they were skilled in martial arts and good at fighting, and were killed in large numbers as if they were nothing.
The rifles of the Liberation Army kept ringing!
But when it comes to front-loading, no matter how skilled the soldier is, his shooting speed is actually the same.
The indigenous servants and mercenaries still charged forward to kill us!
The sword and shield men in the Liberation Army array came forward, ready to fight.
The grenadiers also lit the fuse of the new wooden-handled grenade, and then threw the grenade at the array of indigenous servants and mercenaries.
Boom! Boom!
The grenade hit the ground and exploded instantly.
Fragments, shock waves, and fire swept everything around, and the area of several meters around where the grenade landed was instantly cleared.
Screams and wails resounded!
But the native servants and mercenaries are still charging.
The sword and shield soldiers of the Liberation Army began to engage the enemy from the front!
The enemy surged up like a tide, and the sword and shield soldiers of the Liberation Army formed a shield wall with their shields to block the enemy's charge.
Accompanied by bursts of neat chants, the soldiers of the Liberation Army waved their long swords in unison!
Puff! Puff!
A neat flash of sword light flashed, and the natives and mercenaries who rushed up were killed like melons and vegetables.
Even the armored Liberation Army began to actively fight back and launched a countercharge.
The two sides were strangled together, and the battle became more and more intense!
Cries of death, screams, musket fire, and grenade explosions resounded throughout the battlefield.
On the frontal battlefield, the Liberation Army fired another three-row round of fire.
At this time, the distance between the musketeers on both sides was less than twenty meters, almost face to face.
The sharpshooters sniped and killed the Spanish officers by name, and each wooden-handled grenade was thrown out and landed in the Spanish array.
Amidst the rumbling explosions, gaps were blown out of the Spanish array.
"kill!"
After a loud cry of death, there was a rapid charge.
The soldiers of the Liberation Army held bayonets and launched a bayonet charge towards the chaotic Spaniards, shouting to kill.
The three-edged bayonet shone with a cold light, making people afraid to look directly at it!