Da Ming started to ascend the throne

Chapter 502 Indigenous Fear

There are not many people rushing out of this team in Jingliwen City, there are about 1 people.

The first to appear were their cavalry, clad in messy armor.

Behind the cavalry came the Musketeers, both flintlocks and Vulcans.

Behind the Musketeers are all infantry, and there is an eight-carried sedan chair in the middle.

It is said that it is eight people carrying a big sedan chair, but in fact it is eight people carrying a big bamboo chair.

Sitting on the chair was a fat man with a big face and a slap on his upper body, and a petite indigenous woman who barely wore any clothes.

Zhu Cihong and Zhu Cijiong looked at each other, and both of them smiled.

This isn't a war, it's clearly here to pretend to be coercive!
Their formation is also interesting, the cavalry is in front, the musketeers follow behind the cavalry, and the infantry holds a knife and gun behind the firearms.

This formation is almost exactly the same as the order of leaving the city. The Ming army looked confused. Is this a war?
Hans tapped his toes on the bamboo twice, and the eight sedan chair bearers gently put down the bamboo chairs.

After the bamboo chair fell to the ground, the native woman slipped into Hans' arms with a charming smile.

Hans reached out and touched her body:
"Bring the wine, my lord wants to drink to watch the killing performance of the soldiers under his command."

The deputy hurriedly handed Hans a wine glass, then took out a wine jug from his arms, and filled the wine glass in his hand.

"My lord, you can see that there are only about 5000 people in Ming Dynasty. It is estimated that after a volley of guns, the cavalry will charge and the war will be over."

Hans drank all the fine wine in his glass in one gulp and laughed loudly:

"Give the order that the cavalry spread out to the two wings, ready to attack at any time, and the musketeers go up and fire."

"Yes"

"The firearms battalion went forward to shoot in formation, the cavalry was ready to charge, and the guns were left behind."

Hans gave an order, and General Wan Danguo immediately took the order to command the soldiers to deploy again.

Zhu Cijiong snorted coldly:
"Brother, look at what kind of tricks they are playing, and they are starting to set up again."

Zhu Cihong smiled slightly:
"No matter how they toss, we just need to stay the same and respond to all changes."

"Soldiers, get ready to fight, shoot at close range, and don't save Daming if you have the opportunity to use grenades."

"Yes"

The thousand households of the Pingkou Army agreed, and immediately conveyed Zhu Cihong's order.

Wan Dan's two thousand firearms soldiers marched boldly and vigorously to about [-] steps in front of the Ming army.

Seeing that the Ming army still hadn't started to move, these aboriginals thought they hadn't entered the range of the Ming army, so they started to form the formation calmly.

It's really ignorant, they are preparing to line up with the Ming army to shoot, and they don't know where they learned the formation.

In fact, Zhu Cihong deliberately let them set up at this distance.

Otherwise, you can shoot them at 150 paces.

Seeing that their team was about to line up, Zhu Cihong pointed his gun at the commander who was commanding the formation, and issued an order:
"shot"

"boom"

Zhu Cihong blew the head of Commander Wandan with one shot, and the soldiers of the Ming army pulled the trigger almost at the same time.

"Bang bang bang..."

A burst of gunfire sounded suddenly, and a thousand rifled guns in the front row of the Ming army opened fire.

"Puff puff……"

Seeing the commander's head burst open, the native soldiers were stunned for a moment. Before they could react, the 500 people in the front row were splashed with blood.

Seeing his companion suddenly shot and fell to the ground, the Banten native soldiers came to their senses.

"No, the Ming army has fired, hurry up and shoot."

Only then did they think of shooting, but before the guns were raised, the formation of the Ming army had changed.

Squat down in the first row, bend over in the second row, and stand in the third row.

Three rows of [-] rifled guns pulled the trigger almost simultaneously, and [-] Mini bullets escaped instantly, rushing towards the Banten native soldiers like a storm.

"Puff puff……"

It was too easy to fight against the natives. Three platoons fired a volley, and all two thousand native soldiers fell to the ground.

"puff……"

"Snapped……"

Han gulped out the wine in one gulp, and the wine glass also missed and led to the ground.

The two thousand musketeers he was proud of were killed by the Ming army before they even fired.

"Cavalry... Soldier... Hurry up and kill..."

The furious Cirebon boss Hans didn't realize the danger at this time.

Whimsical, he wanted to take advantage of the Ming army's time to change bullets, and rush over to kill them all.

To be honest, don't look at the fact that this group of natives didn't have any good commanders in the war, they were really brave, and more precisely, they were ignorant.

A thousand cavalry wielded their sabers and quickly attacked the Ming army from both wings.

The speed at which the Ming army changed bullets was beyond their imagination. The bullets had been changed in five seconds.

Following Zhu Cihong's order, the three thousand rifles fired again.

"Bang bang bang..."

The Wandan cavalry who charged on their horses fell off their horses one after another with the sound of gunshots from the Ming army.

"fire"

In the sound of gunfire, a hundred mortars of the Ming army began to bombard again.

The target of the mortar bombardment was not the vulnerable Banten cavalry, but the [-] infantry behind them.

Hans did not see that the Ming army had artillery at all, and of course he was not mentally prepared. Ten thousand indigenous soldiers were blown to pieces.

"How can the Ming army have artillery? Withdraw quickly..."

Hans was so frightened that he almost lost control, he hurriedly pushed the woman in his arms away, and ran away without thinking about pretending to be aggressive in the sedan chair.

Zhu Cihong waved her small hand:
"The cavalry attacked and quickly captured the city gate."

"Yes"

"Cavalry attack, seize the city gate!"

A thousand cavalry households took the lead and led a thousand cavalry to charge out.

At this time, the Wandan cavalry had all turned into war horses, and there were no soldiers for a long time.

The fast-moving Pingkou army flew on their horses, drew their sabers and began to charge with the cavalry.

No matter how fast the infantry ran, it was impossible for them to run faster than the cavalry, and the heads chopped off by the chasing Ming army cavalry flew around.

The vanguard cavalry of the Ming army did not blindly kill the Wandan infantry. Their first task was to capture the city gate.

The boss of Cirebon, Hans, hadn't entered the city yet, how could the native soldiers in the city dare to lock him out of the city.

In fact, this is also the main reason why Zhu Cihong did not order Hans to be killed for the time being.

The cavalry quickly passed by the Banten infantry, hacking and killing the Banten infantry along the way.

Several times, the swords of the Ming army passed over Hans' head, but only cut off a piece of his scalp.

Hans thought it was the Lord who was blessing him, he kept gesticulating on his chest, and didn't listen to his prayers...

Soon a thousand cavalry rushed into the city, and the guards at the city gate were fled in all directions by the Ming army's thunderstorm.

The Ming army quickly took control of the gates of Cirebon, and anyone who approached the gates was immediately shot.

Seeing that the gate of the city had been controlled by a clear military order, Zhu Cihong waved his saber in his hand:
"All those who hold weapons, leave no one behind, kill!"

"kill"

"kill"

……

The Ming army screamed and launched an indiscriminate attack on the Wandan infantry even more ferociously.

They shot and killed from a distance, slashed and slashed with knives nearby, and they threw grenades into the crowd one after another.

Watching the more than 1 people under his command gradually become thousands, and soon from thousands to hundreds.

Hans wasn't praying anymore, he felt that God was favoring the Ming soldiers, and he thought of surrendering.

But just as Hans raised his hands, his fat head was shot off by Zhu Cijiong.

At this time, corpses were strewn all over the fields outside Jingrebon City, blood flowed into rivers, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.

The remaining hundreds of native soldiers' legs were weak, and they didn't even have the courage to escape, and they knelt on the ground and surrendered.

The killing of the Ming army made them extremely frightened. This was a bloody scene they had never seen before.

If they were lucky enough to survive this time, they would rather be a cow to the Ming people than dare to have the slightest resistance.

(End of this chapter)