If the Chinese miners succeed in their uprising, they will not be able to resist it!
The expression on his face changed several times and he ordered.
"Hurry up!"
"Wall everyone up, wake up everyone!"
"We must kill all those pigs before they break into the warehouse. There are still many muskets and swords stored in the warehouse. If they get their hands on the muskets and swords, things will be in trouble!"
However, before the supervisor in the living area could make any move, a raging fire suddenly broke out in a wooden house.
A morning breeze blew and the fire spread quickly.
The fire was raging, igniting an entire row of wooden houses.
Thick smoke rose into the sky along with the flames, and most of the still dark sky was illuminated by the firelight.
Michael covered his head with one hand and said in great pain.
"my Lord!"
"what on earth is it?"
Michael's eyes were fixed on the supervisor who fled in panic from the warehouse area and came to report the news.
He asked.
"Didn't you say that the Chinese pigs attacked the warehouse?"
"Then who is setting the fire now!"
Amidst the raging fire, faint shouts of killing could be heard.
The three supervisors who came to report the news looked frightened and shook their heads desperately.
"Dear Mr. Michael, we don't know, we really don't know!"
Michael kicked an overseer to the ground and roared.
"You half-bloods are all trash and deserve to die!"
Michael waved his hand and ordered.
"Quickly gather people and prepare to quell the chaos!"
"First clean up those thieves who set fire!"
Michael gave an order, and the overseers formed a line of infantry, holding muskets and heading towards the source of the fire.
Shi Yongxin has a calm personality and has no intention of confronting Michael.
He led his men, set fire, and evacuated toward the warehouse area as planned.
Shi Yongxin ran away with his men, and Michael ordered the chase.
After discovering that the person was escaping to the warehouse area, he gave an urgent order.
"Hurry up!"
"Boys, hurry up. Let's take back the warehouse and kill all those damn Chinese pigs."
…
Shi Yongxin led people to run towards the warehouse, and happened to meet Zhu Hongyu and others who were walking out of the warehouse.
Zhu Hongyu threw a steel knife in his hand to Shi Yongxin and said.
"How is it going?"
Shi Yongxin gasped and answered in a husky voice.
"We set a fire in the living area and set many houses on fire, causing some commotion."
"But someone here in the warehouse area went to report the news. The supervisor was not disturbed by the noise we made, and is now heading this way!"
Zhu Hongyu nodded and said.
"People safe is good!"
"Let the brothers get their weapons, and let's kill Hongmao together!"
"Those who know how to use a musket should use a musket, and those who can't use a musket should use a sword."
Shi Yong nodded with strength, and the people he led to set the fire also got their weapons and merged into the crowd.
The musketeers team once again added four more people. Among Shi Yongxin's group, two were able to shoot muskets, and each of them was assigned an auxiliary soldier.
In other words, they now have ten musketeers, with an average of four muskets per person, capable of firing four rounds of volleys.
…
Zhu Hongyu did not lead his men to set up defenses on the spot, but took the initiative to greet the supervisors coming towards the warehouse area.
It wasn't that he wanted to fight with the overseer, but it was because staying where he was was not feasible.
Because the supervisor would not give him time to build the fortifications, and if he defended the warehouse, since the warehouse was a wooden structure, gunpowder was also stored inside.
If they defend the warehouse, the overseer can destroy them with a fire!
After much deliberation, if you want to break the situation, you can only choose to fight in waves!
Although the miners were a motley crew, the overseers were no better.
They are not specialized soldiers, they are just mixed descendants of a group of colonists, not elites.
Coupled with the absolute numerical advantage of the miners, there is a high probability that they can win!
Thirty supervisors and one hundred and thirty miners, the two sides are constantly getting closer.
Zhu Hongyu walked at the front, constantly shouting slogans to boost morale.
"Kill Hongmao and restore the Ming Dynasty!"
"Together we live and die together, and we share wealth and honor!"
One hundred and thirty people shouted in unison.
"Kill Hong Mao and restore the Ming Dynasty; live and die together, and share wealth and honor!"
"Kill Hong Mao and restore the Ming Dynasty; live and die together, and share wealth and honor!"
"Kill Hong Mao and restore the Ming Dynasty; live and die together, and share wealth and honor!"
"..."
The shouts and shouts resounded through the sky and could be heard clearly throughout the mine.
The supervisors who lined up in a row listened to the shouts coming from far away, and their expressions changed.
Even other miners who were not making any trouble in the shack area far away were attracted by the movement here.
Listening to the uniform shouts of the rebels, they looked at each other.
Some people were looking for weapons and wanted to resist together, but some people chose to be cowardly and retreated into the shack, planning to stay out of sight.
…
The supervisors who were marching in formation met face to face with the miners' rebel army.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters...
"Musketeers prepare!"
Zhu Hongyu gave the order to the musketeers in the rebel army. The ten musketeers leveled their muskets and pointed their muzzles forward.
The movements on the supervisor's side were similar. The thirty supervisors were divided into three rows, front and back.
There are ten people in a row, with the front row squatting and the middle row standing. The last row puts a musket on the back of the front row to prevent the front row from collapsing and leading to defeat.
The muzzle of the black hole pointed straight ahead!
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
After the two sides got close to 100 meters, the supervisor and the rebels pulled the triggers almost at the same time and started shooting muskets.
Bang! Bang bang!
There was a roar of musket fire.
Lead bullets flew across the battlefield, and people on both sides began to fall to the ground.
In just the first round of shooting, two people from the rebel musketry team were hit by musketry and fell down.
One of the supervisors on the opposite side also fell to the gunpoint!
Both sides were shot but not dead. The accuracy of the muskets of this era was so terrible. They were hundreds of meters apart. Even if they fired a salvo, it would not be that easy to cause casualties to the other side.
The battlefield was obscured by smoke, but screams could be heard one after another.
The screams of our wounded soldiers on the battlefield greatly affect morale!
Under the influence of fear, the rebel musketeers had switched from volley shooting to random shooting.
The muskets, which had been loaded in advance, crackled together.
The performance of the Spanish overseers was better, although they continued to have casualties, screams, shouts, and prayers to God.
But after all, they did not collapse, and the muskets could barely be considered a salvo.
But that's all. It would be impossible for them to complete the reloading on the battlefield and fire another salvo.
In panic, they couldn't finish loading at all.
The musketry exchange between the two sides ended. Eight people on the rebel side were hit by musketry, two of whom died on the spot and six were seriously injured.
The huge casualties so shaken the morale of the rebels that some even turned around and tried to escape out of fear.
Some people escaped, the morale of the army became even more unstable, and the rebel army was almost collapsed.
At the critical moment, Zhu Hongyu stepped forward again. He chopped off the heads of the defeated soldiers with one knife and curbed the trend of collapse with killing.
He picked up a bloody head and rushed in front of everyone, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Those who leave without permission will die!"
"If our uprising fails, how will Hongmao give us a way to survive?!"
"Those who want to survive can only move forward with me and live toward death!"
"Kill Hong Mao, restore the Ming Dynasty, live and die together, and share wealth and honor!"
"Kill! Kill all the red hairs in front of you. Everyone will be a hero for the restoration of the Ming Dynasty, and everyone will be a prince!"
Zhu Hongyu held a steel knife in his hand, with a resolute face, and rushed towards the enemy in front of him without hesitation.