The 20,000 cavalry launched a head-on charge, and that momentum was really overwhelming, which was a test of will.

But although Dongjiang Town has re-established its army, they have the determination to fight with their enemies. Hatred is the source of their greatest combat power.

Facing the overwhelming Jiannu, all the soldiers burned in their hearts not fear, but hatred for Jiannu, and an opportunity to avenge their family.

Facing the earth-shaking shouts of killing during the enemy's charge, I don't know who it was, I suddenly shouted: "Come on, come on, take revenge, take revenge."

With this roar, all the soldiers yelled tit-for-tat: "Take revenge and revenge." This roar full of justice and confidence weakened the enemy's shouts and killing sounds, and suffocated the enemy's galloping roar.

As he rushed into the beach, the speed of the war horses suddenly decreased, and the subsequent charge still made 20,000 people squeeze into a dense crowd of meat eggs, crushing them like human flesh grinders.

"Boom boom boom boom" In the black cannon windows on the side of the row of warships on the sea, a thousand pounds of general cannons made a dull roar. The screaming projectiles flew out with fireworks, crossed Mao Zhongming's formation, smashed into dense human flesh millstones, and smashed one Jiannu cavalry after another into meat paste.

But the sand is soft and the projectile cannot bounce and kill the enemy, and the effect is not as good as expected.

After a bombardment, Zhang Dake became bolder. At that time, despite having been deprived of military power, he directly ordered the messenger beside him: "Order all warships to fire bombs."

Continuous bullets are powerful projectiles in battle between warships. The two and a half projectiles are connected by iron chains. They are usually bonded with wax. After firing, the beeswax melts, the shells split into two halves, and are pulled by the middle iron chain, rotates and flies out, specifically pulling the enemy sails.

At this time, Zhang Dake ordered the launch, which was the time.

With the rumbling of cannons, one after another, two and a half-fast projectiles flew out and separated, pulling the iron chain in the middle straight, rotating and roaring, and flew towards the enemy's charge formation. The whistling continuous bullets pulled the straight iron chains and rushed into the Jiannu's battle group. In the rotation, the Jiannu who was crowded with each other directly cut off the leader, but the bombs were cast down and continued to rotate and fly. In a blink of an eye, the three Jiannu behind were cut off at the waist, carrying flesh and blood, and swept down the horses behind, and finally lost all their strength and fell into the sand. Each bomb brought a flesh and blood alley to the Jiannu's formation.

But two consecutive bullets were hit low and entered Mao Zhongming's team, causing equally huge damage to Mao Zhongming's brothers.

But when Mao Zhongming's brothers saw the power of the continuous bullets, they did not turn around and curse. Instead, they faced the dead and injured enemies and shouted ok against the warship behind them. With the shouting, the two flesh-and-blood alleys that were shot out by the continuous bullets were immediately filled with brothers on both sides, and the formation was once again tight and complete.

When Zhang Dake saw his bombs entering the formation of Dongjiang Town, he was so scared that his face was pale and his lips were trembling. He knew that Dongjiang Town was built by Zhao Xing with great effort and money. Dongjiang Town already considered himself Zhao Xing's personal soldiers. His two cannons directly killed Zhao Xing's personal soldiers, and he was in trouble.

Zhao Xing watched the enemy on the opposite side continue to flock to charge, applauding the huge power of the continuous bombing, but he did not hear the order Zhang Dake continued to fire. He turned around at that time: "Why not order another launch?"

Zhang Dake trembled with his lips and said, "The shelling was not accurate, and he accidentally injured his friendly army--"

"No need to say that there are no immortals in war. In the coordination of infantry and artillery, there is no accidental injury. Don't have psychological burdens. I will not blame you. Continue to order shelling, hitting, and hitting me hard."

Zhang Dake quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and had no time to wipe off the cold sweat that was scared, and shouted again: "Crash continuously, shoot--"

With Zhang Dake's order, a batch of bullets were loaded again, and there was no need to order. All the cannons on the warships fired again, and batches of bullets flew out and flew towards the enemy formation.

There is no need to see the results of the battle. There are too many enemies, too many that extend from the beach to the horizon. The enemies are too dense, and the golden fine sand on the coast cannot be seen.

As long as you fight out and don’t hit the back in the direction, you will definitely have results.

Three or two more people accidentally entered the ranks of their friendly troops. But no one was afraid of the Jinyiwei who was supervising the formation around them, because they just urged to load them loudly, and no one blamed them for accidentally hurting the friendly troops.

The muzzle was hot, and the captain immediately ordered the rowing and adjusting the cannon on the other side. At this time, the flag-word command above: "Use flowering bullets, continue shooting."

The variety of firearms in the Ming Dynasty was outrageous, but the advanced ones were shocking. Some of them in later generations, including rocket launchers and ballistic missiles, and some of them were inexplicably strange. In terms of varieties and functions, they were actually more complete than those in later generations.

The flowering bullet has existed for a long time, but it is just a little less powerful, but in this era, as long as there is enough quantity, it is enough.

The free bombardment of five hundred warships and two thousand cannons began to splash at the coast, and in the carpet-like enemy formation, strange sparks of death bloomed.

Facing the overwhelming shells on the sea warships, the Eight Banners Warriors were not afraid or flinched. Their courage and desire to kill the enemy were in their hearts, and they burned more and more as the horses galloped. In their eyes, they could not see their brothers around them being knocked down and killed by the shells, and only the enemy was opposite in their eyes. In their hearts, it was not screaming, but a cry for killing the enemy.

With the dense rain of bullets, they shouted and calculated that there were two arrows, and they were about to rush into the enemy's shooting range. Although they would be killed again when facing the denser rain of bullets with muskets, they also entered the shooting distance of their bows and arrows. Facing muskets, from the shooting range and rate of fire, their bows and arrows would have greater damage to the enemy.

Facing the overwhelming enemy, Mao Zhongming was not panicked. He saw too many such scenes. Thinking about the past, following his godfather, life and death, it was already common. In his hearts and most of the soldiers of Dongjiang Town, now everyone can stand here and have the opportunity to kill slaves again to take revenge. This is a bargain. They should have died long ago like the thousands of veteran soldiers of Dongjiang Town. If they can survive until now, they have taken a huge advantage. Now they can kill slaves, as long as they kill one, they will make a profit. They are just trying to make more.

It was too close, and the enemy had already rushed into the land of two arrows. The artillery supported by the warships could not and dared not, and they could not bear to fire. If they fired again, they would have an indiscriminate blow to the soldiers of Dongjiang Town. However, the two arrows were three hundred steps, which was the longest distance of Dongjiang Town's precision flintlock rifle. Mao Zhongming raised the command knife and slashed it down: "Let it--"

With his roar, the flintlock rifle in the front row immediately pulled the trigger, and there was no need to wait for the fuse to burn. As the trigger was pulled, the musket immediately burst out with neat gunfire, and countless hot leads flew towards the enemy like charcoal.

The gunshots rang out, and the enemy on the opposite side did not fall off, but Mao Zhongming ignored him: "Second column, shooting-"
Chapter completed!