"ah……"

The Spanish Legion's volleys continued, and the density of bullets was not much higher than that of raindrops in the heavy rain, and the servants' team inevitably suffered casualties.

Although Wang Dagui and other instructors repeatedly claimed that it was strictly forbidden to shout loudly after being injured. How could these servants do this? Not only did they scream at the top of their lungs, but they also fell to the ground and struggled, causing the atmosphere on the battlefield to be more bloody and depressing.

These were still injured. What was even more terrifying was that the heavy muskets in Spain were extremely powerful. After hitting the head, they were like watermelons that exploded, and their brains and skulls flew around, turning the servants into a headless corpse and tilted to the ground. Some servants were hit in the chest, just like being hit by a heavy object, and flew back far away, their chests became bloody and bloody, and they lost their lives in an instant.

Some servants finally collapsed, their legs became weak, and they were tilted by the wall of their chest, tightly pressed against the wall, with pale faces and gasping for breath. No matter how the instructor or teammate kicked him, he still couldn't get up there.

After a servant casually released his gun, he took advantage of the opportunity to retreat to the back line and ran back. Wang Dagui, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, immediately pulled out his waist knife and chopped the servant to the ground. Blood splattered on Wang Dagui's face, and the smell of blood quickly spread everywhere.

Wang Dagui wiped the blood on his face with his hands, and looked like a ghost, and shouted: "If you take a step back, kill me!"

Wang Dagui's strong suppression made the servants even more nervous, their hands trembled constantly, and the sweat beads on their faces dripped like raindrops, and the loading action seemed even more unfamiliar.

Some servants forgot to pull out the poke strip. After shooting, they could not find the poke strip and could not continue fighting. Some servants were too nervous and forgot to pull the trigger, retreated to the back column, and continued to charge the medicine. When he shot again, the explosion inevitably appeared, causing the servant's face to be blown away, and even affected Chen Huan next to him, and blood-red scratches appeared on Chen Huan's face.

However, after several rounds of volleys, the servants gradually adapted to the battlefield atmosphere and slowly entered the state, performing a lot better.

Even so, if the servants can use half of their combat effectiveness during training, it is time to burn the incense.

In contrast, the Spanish military formation on the opposite side is much more fierce!

After bombarding the wall with field cannons, the legion maintained a strict formation and approached the wall step by step.

The musketeers were like accurate machines, wavy rows forward in rows and waves backward in rows, emitting continuous projectiles.

In the Spanish army, the musketeers used nine-roller shooting. In the Pili Army and the Shenji Army, when attacking cavalry, three-roller shooting was used; when facing infantry, six-roller shooting was used to form continuous volleys and cause greater damage to the enemy as much as possible.

Compared with the nine-pitched-wheel shooting of the Spanish army, the loading speed of the soldiers of the Pili Army and the Shenji Army was significantly faster than that of the Spanish soldiers. This does not mean that the soldiers of the Jingzhou Army were trained better than those of the Spanish soldiers, but because the Jingzhou Army adopted the method of tube-loading gunpowder, the speed was almost 30% higher than that of the Spanish soldiers.

Drawing on the experience of the Pili Army and the Shenji Army, the servants' team also used six-pitched-wheel shooting.

However, the damage caused by these six plucks is very small for the Spanish military formation.

Delibes stood firmly behind the array, with a sneer on his face.

After several rounds of volleys, Delibes suddenly felt a little weird. According to past experience, the opponent had already suffered heavy casualties under the attack of the musket company, and the gunfire should have become increasingly sparse.

Why are the shootings of the servants on the opposite side still so dense?

Delibes frowned and tried his best to look through the smoke of gunpowder, trying to find out the reason.

When he saw a long faint black shadow, he suddenly slapped his head and cursed himself: Oh! My God, why did I forget my chest wall? These pagans were indeed cunning and actually built their chest wall inside the wall!

Delibeth suddenly felt like he was being fooled and ordered: "Blasting!"

The rumbling sound of cannons sounded again, but the chest wall was low, and it was often good to have more than ten shells to hit one shot. Even if it hit, it would only make a small gap in the chest wall, which would not cause much damage.

In desperation, Delibeth had to order the artillery to stop and order the spearmen to assault.

The Spanish military formation suddenly changed its rhythm, and the spearmen burst into loud shouts and rushed towards the chest wall with all their might.

The Spanish military formation that had been scattered throughout the world for a hundred years was indeed extraordinary. The soldiers burst out with powerful impact, like a huge rock, and violently hit the chest wall.

The spears of the forest are dense and sharp, enough to destroy any enemy in front of them, including the heavy cavalry in Europe.

However, as these brave soldiers got closer and closer to the chest wall, they suddenly realized that the chest wall was definitely not something they could break through. So the soldiers involuntarily raised the gun head, trying to climb over the chest wall, and stabbed the cowards hiding behind the chest wall to bleed the bleeding hole.

Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

The armored spearmen suddenly discovered that they had encountered an insurmountable barrier! Charging on the flat ground, or even on the hillside, the armored spearmen could explode with a fierce impact, rushing their fierce opponents into pieces and eventually winning the battle. However, now, they were actually blocked by a small chest wall.

As a last resort, they stopped moving forward and tried to help each other cross their chests.

At this time, light spear soldiers were much more flexible. Although the spear in their hands weighed twenty kilograms, they only needed one impact to cross the chest wall.

However, how can the dense rain of bullets let them go?

The servants who had already retreated to the second chest wall were only a hundred steps apart from the two chest walls, except for mechanically loading and shooting, their heads were blank. However, at this time, they only needed to load and shoot.

Wang Dagui stared at the clumsy armored spearman and actually turned upwards, as if satisfied with his masterpiece.

Immediately, his eyes turned to the southeast direction again, and Zhou Qiren's reinforcements would arrive from that direction.

The Spanish military formation was blocked by the chest wall and could not continue to maintain its assault state. There were a large number of casualties, which made Delibes so angry that he vomited blood.

When he saw the musketeer hiding in the chest wall spontaneously and shooting towards the second chest wall, he suddenly had an idea and immediately ordered the spearmen to retreat, so that all the musketeers could fight against their servants with their chest wall.

The battle inevitably slides in a more bloody and depressing direction. The two sides against each other are nothing more than standing and shooting each other to see who can hold on until the end.

Although both sides have a chest wall to protect it, this chest wall has no other use except to extend the time of the matchup.

The casualties continue to rise in the array of both sides.

However, whether it was military strength, morale and combat skills, the servants could not catch up with the Spanish musketeers. Two quarters of an hour later, Delibes grabbed the servants' weak gap, and ordered the light spearman to launch an assault, driving the servants away from the second chest wall.

After occupying the second chest wall, Delibes actually slowed down the pace of the attack. This hit Wang Dagui's thoughts. What he wanted was to delay time.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Wang Dagui looked to the southeast more and more frequently.
Chapter completed!