Lead bullets flew everywhere, and the natives in the front row fell to the ground like wheat.
A native was so unlucky that he was shot three times in succession.
The first lead bullet broke his forearm, and the second lead bullet shot into his chest, penetrated his body, and shattered his internal organs.
In the third shot, a lead bullet entered his eye socket, and blood mixed with brain matter poured out from the broken eye socket.
Countless natives fell under the fortress!
But compared with the casualties caused by the Liberation Army's artillery when it could fire, the casualties suffered by the indigenous people now seem to be somewhat insignificant.
Boom!
This is the sound of a thunderous explosion!
The natives set up a long ladder on the wall of the bastion, and a group of people crowded around the long ladder, trying to climb to the city through the long ladder.
At this moment, a soldier of the Liberation Army lit a thunderbolt, tied it with a rope, and hung it down the long ladder.
With a bang, the sky-shaking thunder exploded in mid-air, and the fragments swept across.
There will be no living person within ten meters of it!
While the Liberation Army was fighting fiercely with the natives, the Spaniards finally entered the scene.
Five hundred Spanish musketeers lined up in a neat array, and under the cover of artillery, drove into the valley.
Li Guangyuan saw the Spaniards entering the river valley, frowned, and then couldn't help but ask the gunner beside him.
"Can the artillery fire?"
The gunner looked troubled.
"It will take a while. If we fire now, we are really afraid of exploding the barrel!"
Li Guangyuan nodded and said.
"Then wait a little longer and adjust the shooting parameters of the artillery in advance. When the artillery can fire, directly fire at the red-haired musketeer!"
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As the Spaniards entered the scene, the Liberation Army also began to respond.
The musketeers stopped firing, formed their ranks, and loaded their muskets, preparing to deal with the Spanish musketeers.
Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!
The next moment, the musketeers from both sides began to shoot fiercely.
The sound of gunshots made a group!
In the formations on both sides, people fell to the ground from time to time, screaming and wailing.
But in general, the Liberation Army has the upper hand.
The Liberation Army had city defenses to rely on, and everyone wore breastplates, which provided a certain amount of protection.
In addition, the Liberation Army used flintlock muskets with dense arrays, and the firepower density they could produce far exceeded that of matchlocks.
During the exchange of fire from the musketeers, the Liberation Army kept suppressing the Spaniards.
Gunfire continued, and on average three or four people fell on the Spanish side, while only one person fell on the Liberation Army side.
Without the musket suppression of the Liberation Army, the natives moved forward bravely, hoping to board the city.
The sky-shaking thunder kept exploding, and the Liberation Army's traditional defensive equipment such as rolling logs and rocks that had been stored in advance were also used.
Rolling logs and stones rolling down the long ladder can kill a bunch of natives, causing their heads to bleed and their brains to burst.
But in the end, some natives succeeded in boarding the bastion.
However, what greeted them was not victory, but the iron armor and steel swords of the Liberation Army.
Chachai was one of the best warriors among the natives. He held the dog-leg knife in his mouth and jumped up the city wall.
A pair of eyes full of ferocity and savagery, full of the desire to kill!
He wanted revenge. He wanted to avenge the tribal warriors who died tragically under the fortress and kill all the Chinese.
However, as soon as he climbed onto the bastion, he was targeted by several Liberation Army soldiers.
A Restoration Saber Shieldman shouted loudly.
"kill!"
He swung his sword and killed Chachai!
Zhacai raised his knife to block, and there was a clang sound, and a huge force came from him. He almost felt that he could not grasp the knife in his hand.
However, his reputation as one of the best warriors in the tribe is not in vain.
Rolling on the spot, the strength was relieved.
Before Chacai got up from the ground, he swept the knife in his hand towards the calf of the Liberation Army soldier.
Cha guessed that he was not stupid. The Liberation Army soldiers he was fighting with were wearing breastplates and holding shields. They looked like they couldn't cut them.
The fool has just faced him head-on. Wouldn't it be nice to sneak attack him from three directions?
However, Cha Guai's idea came to nothing. Before his knife could hit the Liberation Army soldier's calf, his head was chopped off. His vision was spinning for a while, and then he lost consciousness.
Because he is not fighting alone!
There are not many natives who are lucky enough to escape the thunder and rolling rocks and climb to the top of the city.
And those waiting to chop off their heads were more than a hundred armored melee soldiers of the Liberation Army!
Even if we put aside the difference in weapons between the two sides, the comparison of the enemy's and our own forces is almost one to one hundred. How the hell can this make him upset?
All the natives who boarded the city were killed one by one by the soldiers of the Liberation Army, and their bodies were used as rolling logs and rocks and thrown under the city.
The musketeers on both sides are still shooting at each other!
The Spanish casualties continued to expand, almost six or seven times the casualties of the Liberation Army.
As time goes by, the Spaniards' originally neat array has now become a mess.
The original salvo turned into random shooting!
Among these five hundred Spanish musketeers, there were only about a hundred real soldiers, and the rest were militiamen temporarily recruited by the Governor's Palace.
The level is not necessarily comparable to that of the new recruits of the Liberation Army!
Being able to fight against the Liberation Army for so many rounds without collapsing was a great honor to Colonel Robin.
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On the other side, the Igorots finally took action.
The Igrotes led by Black Lizard took advantage of the fierce battle between the Liberation Army and the Spaniards at the lower bastion, led a sneak attack, and killed the Liberation Army's camp.
The dark natives rushed out of the dense forest and headed towards the camp of the Liberation Army!
Dang Dang Dang! Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The next moment, the soldiers of the Liberation Army on duty on the wall of the camp issued a warning.
The soldiers of the Liberation Army who were already on alert quickly boarded the city to prepare for battle and were ready to face the enemy.
"General, the Igorots suddenly raided our camp!"
When Zhu Hongyu received the report, his face became very ugly.
But he didn't panic and arranged things in an orderly manner.
"Prepare for defense, and the whole army will go to the city to prepare for war!"
"Get the artillery ready!"
"Damn it, I remember this enemy. If he wants war, I will give him war!"
Just as Zhu Hongyu was making arrangements, the roar of cannons sounded outside.
The artillery arranged by the Liberation Army on the wall of the camp opened fire!
In the dense crowd of Igorot people, a bloody path of broken limbs and broken arms was carved out by solid shells.
But, this is just the beginning!
Boom!
Boom!
The sound of shelling continued!
All the artillery placed on the walls of the Liberation Army camp opened fire, and the firepower was even more powerful than the forts in the downstream bastion.
The downstream bastion has a total of three front-loaded smoothbore cannons, plus a Franco machine.
But there are a total of seven artillery pieces in the fort here in the camp!
Among them, there are six front-loaded smoothbore guns and one Franco machine.
Amidst the continuous roar of artillery, solid cannonballs rolled and spun among the crowd of Igorots.
Wherever he passed, the human body was torn into pieces, with internal organs, blood, and broken limbs everywhere. Every life was quickly put to rest!
The Igorots rushed towards the camp wall like a wave, their momentum was unstoppable.
The next moment, the unstoppable wave seemed to hit the rock that had stood unmoving for thousands of years in the vast ocean.
With a bang, the wave broke, and it went away as quickly as it came!