I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 189 Beach offensive and defensive battle.

"Oh!"

The moving boat stopped abruptly, and the soldiers on board rushed forward violently.

"Hurry up, hurry up, get off the boat quickly, form an array on the beach, pay attention to your feet, and prevent traps..."

The small captain on the ship stared straight ahead, patted the shoulders of the soldiers around him one by one, and gave orders in a low voice and quickly.

The soldiers didn't say much, they grabbed their weapons tightly, quickly overturned the boat, and slowly moved forward through the knee-high sea water.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."

The movement of the soldiers entering the water alarmed Ah San on the shore.

The Ah Sans with tense heartstrings shouted loudly.

The soldiers with bows and arrows drew their bows and shot sharp arrows towards the sea.

"Whizzing…"

Amidst the lapping of the waves, the team leader vaguely heard the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air.

He grimaced and growled.

"Be careful of the enemy's arrow rain, shield soldiers defend!"

"drink!"

The shield soldier walking in the front raised his shield with a low shout, and the slow-moving soldiers behind rushed forward and hid behind the shield soldier. They couldn't run, so they slammed into the water .

Although such shallow water could not block the arrows, with this buffer and the half body armor on his body, it was enough to guarantee the safety of his life.

Other soldiers were lying in the water or hiding behind their shields, while the fusilier cursed in a low voice, while reaching for the gunpowder bag, he raised his gun high.

If they were about to lie down in the water and the gunpowder was wet, they would be completely useless and could only be stabbed with bayonets.

"Wow wow wow..."

"Duoduo..."

"uh-huh…"

A large rain of arrows flew, some shot into the sea, some were nailed to the shield, and some were shot at the soldiers who did not dodge, and there were bursts of painful murmurs.

"Counterattack!"

The squad leader let out a low cry, raised the flintlock gun in his hand, opened the hammer, aimed at the direction of the arrow, and pulled the trigger in his hand.

"Bang bang bang..."

Dozens of flintlock guns fired a volley, and there was a scream from the opposite side.

"Up and up, build a line of defense on the sand."

After the shooting, the squad leader reached out and took out a new pack of gunpowder, and urged the soldiers to come forward quickly.

The soldiers didn't dare to stay, and rushed to the beach quickly, dragging their injured teammates.

"Kill! Kill all these enemies..."

The soldiers of the Marine Corps rushed up, and under the roar of the officer, Ah San rushed down brandishing their weapons.

"Fuck!"

Seeing the enemy charging, the team leader cursed in a low voice.

"Hurry up!"

Pushing the soldiers around him hard, the squad leader urged the soldiers to speed up and quickly establish a line of defense on the beach.

One of the two parties walked from top to bottom, and the other slowly moved forward through the water, and collided with each other on the beach.

"Ping-pong-pong, jingle-dang-dang..."

"puff…"

"what!"

The collision of weapons produced a lot of sparks, and from time to time soldiers on both sides were cut down to the ground, wailing in pain.

"boom!"

The team leader who loaded the ammunition in an emergency shot down a San, turned around to avoid a guy's slashing, and quickly drew out the bayonet, ignoring the muzzle of the gun. With a roar, he threw a San down with one hand. Pressing the opponent's head, the bayonet in his hand slashed across the opponent's neck.

"puff!"

"Slightly ah!"

There was a gurgling sound of the throat being cut, and a scream sounded at the same time.

The squad leader roared in pain, reached out and grabbed the long gun that had been stabbed into his waist, pulled it out forcefully, turned around sharply, and flew the bayonet in his hand.

"puff!"

The bayonet that flew out pierced Ah San, the captain of the sneak attack.

Ignoring the bleeding wound, the team leader swung the spear that stabbed him just now, and pierced Ah San, who rushed towards him with a strange scream, to the ground.

"Array...don't mess up, don't mess up..."

Squad leader resisted the pain of the wound, held the blood-stained spear in his hand, and roared loudly.

The Marine Corps soldier who was mixing with Ah San, when he heard the captain's call, his flustered heart calmed down instantly, and he rushed to the captain's position quickly.

The shield hand firmly blocked the enemy's impact, and the spearman kept stabbing forward.

A few soldiers with flintlock guns quickly reloaded and fired.

After the formation was assembled temporarily, the squad leader didn't look for the flintlock gun that he didn't know where he had thrown it. He waved the long gun in his hand and stabbed hard at the outside of the shield.

Fortunately, the moonlight is good tonight, and the two parties can be vaguely distinguished.

If they couldn't see their fingers, they wouldn't be sure who was stabbed by the weapon.

"Kill, kill them all!"

Standing on a high place, Hart stared at the surrounded marine soldiers below, waved the knife in his hand, and loudly ordered the Assan below to attack quickly.

His bold decision to charge just now caused many casualties on his side, but the opponent was not much better.

Glancing at the corpses on the beach, Hart vaguely saw dozens of corpses of foreign enemies.

"Hahaha…"

Looking at the corpse of the foreign enemy lying on the beach, Hart couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart.

The enemy is nothing more than that, he thought how powerful it was.

Some time ago, he heard that the group of guys who attacked the enemy's temporary camp took down the camp after thousands of casualties.

In today's battle, the ratio of casualties between the two sides should be 2:1.

Two people can win one, which is a big victory.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just when Hart was in ecstasy, a burst of gunshots sounded from the sea.

Ah San, who was besieging the marines on the shore, fell down in an instant.

Hart looked intently, and saw dozens of small boats appearing on the beach, and a large number of them rushed down with shouts.

Behind the soldiers, dozens of soldiers with flaming weapons were shooting desperately at the Ah Sans.

Every time there was a sound, a soldier Ah San fell to the ground screaming.

"Damn it, their reinforcements are here!"

Hart cursed in a low voice, glanced at the three who were beaten back steadily, narrowed his eyes slightly, and ordered behind him.

"Fire arrows!"

Hearing Hart's order, the officer commanding the archers froze for a moment.

"Master Hart, there are still our people below. If we shoot arrows now, we will easily accidentally injure them."

Hart narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, pulled out the knife at his waist, and pointed it at the archer officer's neck.

"My lord orders you to shoot arrows!"

Feeling the coldness on his neck and shoulders, the archer officer swallowed and raised his hand in salute.

"Follow your orders my lord!"

"Humph!"

Hart did not retract the knife, but still looked at the archer commander coldly.

"Listen to my order, shoot the arrow!"

The archer officer wiped the sweat from his forehead and waved his hand at the hundreds of archers who lined up.

In the scene just now, the archers were all watching. No one dared to hesitate. They pulled out their arrows and drew their bows to the full moon. They aimed at the beach and let go of the bowstring.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The arrow flew out quickly through the air.

Since there were screams of killing below this time, no one heard the sound of arrows flying.

"Puff puff……"

The rain of arrows fell, and many marines and Ah San soldiers who had no time to dodge fell to the ground screaming.

"Fuck!"

"dash forward!"

The battalion commander who rushed over from the second group cursed in a low voice and pulled out the arrow shot on his shoulder, and waved the big knife in his hand to order to charge forward.

The Marine Corps soldiers who were fighting against the rain of arrows quickly formed an assault formation when they heard the order.

"Kill!"

The shouts in their mouths hit their morale, and under the cover of their shields, the soldiers charged up the beach.

The morale of the Sans, who were shot down by their own arrows, was already on the verge of collapse. Now that the marines charged, they collapsed in an instant, and they turned around and ran away without resisting.

"The morale of the enemy is gone, brothers, kill me!"

Seeing the enemy turn around and run away, the battalion commander roared angrily, raised his knife and charged forward.

"Kill!"

The soldiers also shouted loudly, followed the battalion commander, and charged upwards quickly.

"Damn it, these bastards, throw a log and smash them to death."

Seeing that his subordinate turned around and ran away, Hart cursed angrily.

After ordering the archer officer to continue shooting arrows, he just ran to Gao Po and ordered the slave soldiers guarding there to push down the log immediately.

The slave soldiers did not dare to disobey the order, so they raised the torch to ignite the log that was covered with kerosene, and pushed it down with a fork.

"Watch out for the log!"

The charging battalion commander gave a loud reminder, one jumped to avoid one, and continued to rush forward without stopping.

"Musketeers overwhelm the enemy!"

The deputy battalion commander in command of the musketeers immediately ordered the flintlock to fire, taking advantage of the opportunity of lighting up when the enemy hit the log.

The fusilier, who had stopped shooting just now for fear of accidental injury, aimed at the place where the torch was shining, and tapped the trigger.

"Bang bang bang..."

A row of gunshots rang out, and several slaves, Ah San, who were pushing logs and holding torches, rolled down screaming.

"rush!"

Seeing that the top was being suppressed by the flintlock gun, the battalion commander let out a roar, telling the soldiers who dodged the log to continue charging.

"asshole!"

Hart, who was lying on the side to avoid the shooting, saw the slave soldiers rushing up to kill one by one, and angrily hammered the stone beside him.

"Block the high ground, don't let them charge up!"

Knowing that it was inevitable for the enemy to rush up, Hart kicked the adjutant beside him, telling him to quickly lead the soldiers to block the high ground to block the charging marines.

"It's an adult!"

The adjutant wanted to refuse, but when he saw Hart's cold eyes, he shuddered, and quickly responded, scrambling towards the soldiers in formation.

"Sky Thunder!"

Just when Hart's adjutant led Ah San's soldiers to line up on the high slope, a roar suddenly sounded from below.

Because the two languages ​​were different, Adjutant Ah San didn't understand what it meant, and he still waited on the high slope with his people, ready to hit the Marine Corps soldiers who rushed up.

"Huhuhu..."

Suddenly, more than a dozen iron balls flew up and hit Ah San's team in formation.

At that time, there were a few unlucky ones, whose heads were bleeding from the smash, clutching their wounds and wailing endlessly.

"What is this?"

One of them landed at Adjutant Hart's feet. He looked at the smoking iron ball and tapped it with a knife in doubt.

He had seen the iron ball shot out by the cannon just now, but he didn't think it was shot by the cannon.

If it had been fired from the artillery, those Ah San soldiers just now would not have been injured just with bloody heads.

"Could it be that the guy on the other side has no strength and can't throw it that far!"

Hart and their adjutants thought that the thing that fired the shells just now should be a weapon similar to a trebuchet.

They have never seen artillery or anything, and they have no concept of it.

In their impression, the only one that can launch iron balls so far is a powerful trebuchet.

"It's such a waste of good iron. Go back and collect it and make some knives!"

Hearing the tinkling sound of the knife in his hand colliding with the iron ball, the adjutant, who knew a little about iron, picked it up, thinking about collecting some after the battle and making some good knives.

"Hey, what's the sound? Why is there a buzzing sound? Hey, why is there still smoke here!"

As he lifted the iron ball, the sound of the fuse burning came from the iron ball, and smoke was still coming out of the handle.

Some curious adjutants looked at the smoking handle, wanting to see what was going on.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

But as soon as he put his head up, a burst of flames rushed towards him, and then there was nothing else.

(End of this chapter)