"Ah, the Sheriff is dead! Everyone rush, kill these invaders, kill these brats..."

As Juan Medina was sniped by Li Guorui from a distance, the Spanish rebels gathered in the square in front of the palace, now without a unified leader, returned to their previous state in the blink of an eye.

An unorganized and undisciplined mob.

"Haha, get ready to harvest the crops!"

On the wall of the red Lion Gate, watching the Spanish rebels pouring in from the square, the young men responsible for guarding this direction all raised their blazing guns with excitement.

Speaking of which, although I have participated in more than one battle with the army before, this is the first time that the Prince Guard has led a truly 'independent' battle.

Therefore, facing these rebels, the young men who had inherited their father's business, not only were not afraid at all, but were all excited.

There is no way, they are all the equivalent of junior high school or high school in later generations. After all, there are no adults around to 'manage' them. If they don't let them go, how can they still be called young people?

"Bah, bah, bah..."

Soon, when a group of rebels had just rushed to about two hundred steps away from the red Lion Gate, Wang Hui and others gently pulled the trigger of the firecrackers in their hands.

Thanks to the strict military management and training of the Prince's Guards, although all of these young men were born into wealth, they did not have half of the dandy habits of the nobles in the past.

Coupled with the exemplary role of Habayashi Wei as a 'senior', it can be said that these half-boys who only want to be regarded as junior high school students in future generations have real 'kung fu' in their hands. Even compared to

The strength of the Habayashi Guards when they first came into being was not bad at all.

No, in the direction of Dahongmen where there are the most rebels, although there are less than 200 Prince Guards guarding them, relying on the firecrackers that far exceed the range and accuracy of the rebels, coupled with the three-stage attack strategy, the entire

Except for a few of the rebels in front of the Dahongmen, most of them were firmly blocked one hundred and fifty steps away.

And this distance, for the 'hollow bow' matchlock muskets commonly used by the Spaniards, has just entered its maximum shooting range. When facing the prince's guard's excellent cotton armor with steel plates inside, it is basically

It has no lethality.

As for the few fish that slipped through the net, there were still grenades that had never been put to much use.

"Oh, it would be great if there were a few artillery pieces here, even if they were just Tiger-Xin squatting cannons!"

While quickly loading the gun in his hand, Wang Hui couldn't help but sigh with regret.

There is no other way. Artillery, especially "mortars" like the Tiger Crouching Cannon that can fire cannonballs over a large area, are extremely effective in dealing with such dense crowds.

"Haha, let me tell you, brother, even though you are a 'young marshal' in the army, this is a test given by the commander-in-chief. The commander-in-chief didn't leave us one more, so how could he leave us artillery pieces?

?”

Hearing Wang Hui's emotion, Zhang Zhiji, the young master, took aim and fired, and naturally started teasing Wang Hui, the 'young commander'.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, I remembered this reminder from my brother Hui. Although the commander-in-chief didn't leave any artillery for us, I seem to have seen a lot of small weapons among the ghost weapons confiscated from the city some time ago.

Fo Lang's machine is full of tricks, but I don't know if they were melted by my father..."

As a sniper, Li Guorui, who was shooting freely alone, fired a shot without even aiming, but his eyes suddenly lit up, and he remembered those real Buddhists who were confiscated during the large-scale seizure in the city some time ago.

The cannon is coming.

"Then what are you waiting for! Lao Li, don't worry about this. Take a few brothers to see if those artillery pieces are still there..."

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"Hahahaha, let me tell you, how can the commander be so confident and let us people defend the city? It turns out that the 'backhands' are all hidden here!"

In the underground cave of the Pedro I Courtyard of the Royal Palace, Li Guorui, who originally came here to look for those Franco cannons, looked at the dozens of squatting tiger cannons and sufficient ammunition neatly arranged in front of him. Li Guorui couldn't help but feel happy.

Laughed loudly.

Needless to say, Wang Bing had secretly left behind these squatting tiger cannons and the accompanying ammunition.

However, for the purpose of 'examination', he did not inform Wang Hui and them in advance.

"Brothers, why are you still standing there? Go and call all the servants from the palace to carry the artillery and ammunition!"

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"Boom boom boom boom..."

Soon, dozens of squatting tiger cannons were moved onto the city wall by Li Guorui and distributed in all directions to attack the ant-like rebels outside the city.

Speaking of which, although the Prince Guards are not equipped with artillery, they are not unfamiliar with simple and easy-to-operate primitive mortars such as the Tiger Crouching Cannon, and they will be familiar with it after just a few glances.

Therefore, with these tiger squatting cannons, although Wang Hui and the others were temporarily unable to take the initiative due to their absolute disadvantage in numbers, they were more than enough to defend the palace.

However, for these arrogant and arrogant young men, how could they be willing to be trapped in a mere palace?

No, as soon as the defense of the palace was stabilized, the several leading 'leaders' had already begun to discuss counterattacks.

"People eat for wealth, and birds die for food! How about we simply recruit some 'little Moors' in the city to be 'mercenaries'..."

Seeing that most of the rebels outside the city were Christians wearing dress and breeches, Wang Hui couldn't help but feel moved, thinking of the mercenary system that was very popular in Europe.

Speaking of which, this kind of mercenary system that purely takes people's money and helps them eliminate disasters is generally only practiced by bandits and bandits in China, but it is very popular in this European country.

For example, nearly half of the Spanish army attacking Seville this time were mercenaries from Germany and other regions.

"Uh, hire Moors as mercenaries? Let me tell you, brother, although this is a good idea, after all, they are all subjects of Spain, and we outsiders..."

Upon hearing Wang Hui's proposal, everyone's eyes lit up at first, but then they couldn't help but become a little worried.

"Haha, brothers, don't worry about this. Although we are outsiders to these Spaniards, in the eyes of those 'little Moors', the Christians who forced them to convert are also outsiders, and even sworn enemies.

The enemy..."

After learning the reason for everyone's worries, Wang Hui smiled very confidently, and then explained to everyone in detail what he had heard about the 'little Moor' from his father.

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