Da Ming started to ascend the throne

There weren't many grenades, and the natives who had just approached the wooden wall were killed, and they had to throw all the grenades. Zhan Zhao was in a hurry. He took out his revolver and fired:

"Bang... listen to me, people outside have been killed, don't waste grenades, you must obey the command from now on, if anyone disobeys the order, they will be shot on the spot."

The Chinese who asked everyone to throw out the grenades just now stuck out their tongues out of shock at Zhan Zhao's words, and hastily lowered their heads to reload, not daring to talk nonsense.

"Look at them rushing up."

The aborigines who rushed forward desperately were sent to hell by grenades, but so many aborigines behind did not stop, still thinking about rushing forward.

Dozens of Jinyiwei took turns shooting, and it was just a drizzle for them.

Zhan Zhao looked back at the natives who were about to approach the wooden wall, and quickly gave an order:

"Now, with me as the center, divide into two rows and shoot in turn. The gunfire can't stop, let's fire."

"Bang bang..."

With the first experience, the Ming people were much calmer this time. They stood behind the wooden wall and pulled the triggers of their flintlocks one after another.

It doesn't matter if your marksmanship is bad, as long as you aim at the crowd and shoot, there are natives everywhere outside, and you can hit them no matter what, it can be said that it is harder to miss than to hit.

"Fire right"

"Bang bang bang..."

"Puff puff……"

"Shot from the Left"

"Bang bang bang..."

"Puff puff……"

While directing the Ming people to shoot and kill the attacking natives, Zhan Zhao aimed at the Japanese rogues in the crowd. He knew that these people were more dangerous than the natives.

But the Japanese ronin are not stupid, at least they are much smarter than the natives. When they realized that their own people were being killed in a row, they immediately hid behind the natives and rushed up.

If you don't rush, the Spanish Supervising Team is not far behind. If anyone tries to stop, they will shoot and kill immediately.

The Spanish colonial army behind the native team did not move, and Leiden's face became ugly.

I originally thought that after the Chinese were found hiding in the Liu Family Manor, the natives could easily kill the Chinese, but now I see that is not the case at all.

The progress of the matter was not written according to their script at all. The Chinese in Liu's manor actually had firearms, which surprised Lei Deng too much.

"Colonel, I didn't expect Ming people to have muskets. It seems that things have exceeded our expectations. Do you want our musketeers to go up?"

Although Leiden was extremely annoyed, he did not lose his mind. When he heard the adjutant's question, he immediately shook his head and refused:

"No, the fifty or sixty thousand natives have been wiped out. Isn't there still a few thousand Japanese mercenaries? With them as cannon fodder, the Royal Army must be placed at the end. When the consumption of the Ming people's medicine is running out, immediately order the Royal Army Army up."

"Yes, the colonel is still wise."

Regardless of the large number of indigenous people, under the shooting of two thousand flintlock guns inside the wooden wall, it is difficult for them to break through the distance of 100 meters, and it is even more difficult for them to cause harm to the Ming people in the wooden wall.

As the number of shootings continued to increase, the Chinese who did not have much combat experience at this time not only improved their marksmanship, but also had more confidence in themselves, and all of them showed crazy expressions on their faces.

Thinking of the wanton slaughter of Ming people by the colonists and natives in the past, they all wished to kill these ferocious barbarians.

No wooden wall has ever been breached by the natives. The four masters led their servants to stay idle in the yard. They also quietly climbed the wooden wall and shot at the natives and Japanese ronin with their guns.

Soon, the bodies of the aborigines piled up more than 100 steps outside the curtain wall, allowing the aborigines who had fallen into madness to temporarily buffer the attack.

They are also human beings, although their minds are relatively simple, they are not afraid of death, and some people even turned around and fled, but the colonial army supervisor immediately opened fire.

The marksmanship and combat discipline of the colonial army are much better than those of the Chinese in Liu's Manor, and almost all of them are veterans who have experienced many battles.

A round of guns killed all the escapees, and the other natives had no choice but to charge towards the wooden wall again.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 565 Sneak Attack

Chapter 565 Sneak Attack

Facing the overwhelmingly outnumbered barbaric natives, Mingren, led by Zhan Zhao, fired two rows of flintlock guns without stopping for a moment.Clouds of blood sprayed from the attacking natives, and those who approached the wooden wall were killed one after another, but after all, there were too many natives, and they still rushed towards the wooden wall overwhelmingly.

Mingren can only quickly pull the trigger, quickly reload the bullet, and shoot quickly again, everyone is very busy.

This kind of high-intensity continuous shooting is rarely experienced even by the regular army, let alone ordinary Ming people who are fighting for the first time. Gradually, many indigenous people rushed under the wooden wall.

They waved their swords and attacked the wooden wall one after another, and some people began to try to climb over the wooden wall. After all, it was only three meters high, and the situation became more and more critical.

Many Ming people became nervous, and the speed of reloading bullets gradually increased. Zhan Zhao couldn't see it, and hurriedly shouted:

"Brothers, don't be nervous, let alone be afraid. You have to think about the family behind us. Once they break through the wooden wall, the tragedy in history will happen again. Abandon the natives under the wall and shoot at those who climbed the wooden wall. They hit it off."

Under Zhan Zhao's command, the Ming people immediately calmed down and raised their guns to shoot at the natives climbing the wall:

"Bang bang..."

With the sound of gunshots, the aborigines who had just exposed their heads on the wooden wall were immediately shot dead by Ming people, but they continued to climb up.

"Grenade, throw me a grenade."

With no choice, Zhan Zhao had no choice but to order the grenade to be thrown.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Under the command of Zhan Zhao, the Ming people hurriedly threw the grenade at the aborigines gathered under the wooden wall.

"Rumble..."

With the explosion of the grenade, there was another burst of flesh and blood flying outside the wooden wall, and most of the aborigines gathered under the wooden wall were killed.

However, under the urging of the supervisor on duty, the aborigines rushed forward again.

Seeing the flesh and blood of the aborigines who had besieged the wooden wall flying everywhere, the people of Ming were surprised and stretched their hands to their waists. They wanted to blow up the group of barbaric aborigines to death.

"It's better if this thing works, I'll kill you savages, I'll go..."

But suddenly he was stunned, all the grenades allocated to him had been used up, and there was no trace of a grenade.

"My lord, quickly distribute grenades to us."

Zhan Zhao shook his head helplessly, all the grenades were distributed to everyone, and now there is not a single one left. He looked down at the flintlock gun in his hand, and found that the barrel of the gun had been deformed due to overheating.

"Nimma, Jin Yiwei follow me."