Chapter 1157: Heaven and Earth Have Righteousness

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Taking advantage of the first tentative attack, the densely packed Francobots immediately began to gather. They brought in artillery, and the artillery was slowly pushed forward under the escort of the infantry. The horses transporting the artillery were in the In the mud, it is difficult to walk.

The war horses were also transported ashore by the landing ships.

Then, the cavalry got on their horses.

In this era, cavalry is still the world, even if it is only a musketeer, it is only for the recruited farmers that they can quickly make them qualified soldiers.

The cavalry in armor stared at the cavalry in the distance wearing worn-out Lun scarves and Rushan, and they unfurled their banners and formed a line.

They actually transported an infantry regiment in full.

Three columns, each with 1,200 people. These people are obviously professional battlefield killers. The spearmen quickly lined up in three dense horizontal columns. Each horizontal column has 50 to 60 people in the front and 20 rows in depth. . On the four corners were arquebus soldiers lined up in a dense square, and then they began to advance slowly, with cavalry wings on both sides, and artillery began to arrange a formation.

In the sky above the procession, the royal flag painted with a lion and the castle symbol representing the Castilian royal family fluttered.

rumbling...

The artillery began to roar.

Above the gray sky, like a meteor falling.

This was a test firing of artillery, which was very powerful, but there were not many casualties.

In the gathering place, a group of Fang Jinglong's personal soldiers also manipulated the artillery to 'retaliate'.

After the test firing, they began to calibrate immediately after each other, calculating the elevation angle and the position of the muzzle, and the amount of gunpowder also began to increase or decrease as appropriate.

In the gathering place.

Yang Shu, the personal guard, hurried to Fang Jinglong's side and said, "My lord, the opponent has a lot of artillery, and the gunners are obviously experienced, I'm afraid..."

Fang Jinglong nodded: "Hold on, even if you die, Xinjin must not fall, pass the order... Hold on!"

"Obey!"

The orderly flew on horseback to deliver Fang Jinglong's order to fight to the death.

Behind the rammed earth wall, cheers came from the farmers holding firecrackers and spears.

They are more resolute than the father-in-law, they may not be shot to death, for fear that the father-in-law will abandon Xinjin and avoid the war.

They arrived here after all kinds of difficulties, and chose this fertile land to settle down. It is full of mosquitoes and beasts, and under the eyes of the natives hiding in the forest, they reclaimed pieces of land. They lived on the farmland. , and built a farmhouse, where they dug and built canals for irrigation. In their farmhouse, tools and household items are increasing day by day. Their crops are about to be harvested, and the wine they hide in the cellar will soon be brewed. Cheng, wealth and life, everything is here, retreat, where to retreat? To die, to die, to die here.

rumbling...

The artillery finally began to roar.

This time, countless shells fell precisely into the gathering place.

In the gathering place, the artillery returned fire.

The drummers of the Francine began to beat the war drums, and the priests accompanying the army shouted something loudly. They were in the ranks, crossing themselves, and singing loudly; Hands and musketeers began to beat the drums and began to march.

A shell fell, and someone fell into a pool of blood. Immediately, in the phalanx, the position of the dead was quickly replaced.

In the gathering place, scattered arrows flew out.

Still can't stop the spearmen and musketeers from attacking.

On the other hand, Confucian scholars have begun to sharpen their swords.

They were wandering outside, and the leader, Song Yan, raised his knife and shouted: "Kill!"

Killing the word exit, without urging, countless Confucian scholars swarmed on flying horses, and the target... obviously was the artillery team behind the Franji phalanx.

Liu Jie was in the team, and the horses under his seat galloped wildly. Among the 70 or 80 cavalry, he brandished a knife, gnashed his teeth, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and this time he entered the enemy's formation , Obviously there is death but no life. Fran's robots are well-trained, they can advance and retreat freely, and their weapons are excellent. They are not inferior to the pioneers of the Ming army. The most powerful army ever encountered.

His ears were whistling by the wind, and the horse galloped faster and faster. Song Yan, the first instructor, left Liu Jie with a back, a sloppy instructor, with a frail body. Next, it was murderous.

Liu Jie's eyes were a little blurred. I don't know if it was because of the wind and sand, or at this moment, when he was about to rush into the enemy's formation, he remembered something. In this world, there are always some things that cannot be let go, such as, The father who had high expectations for him, such as... the master who taught him what he really learned by precepts and deeds, and the meticulous mentor.

"kill!"

The long knife stabbed obliquely towards the hazy sky, and the iron cavalry roared.

Immediately afterwards, Franji's heavy cavalry also began to move out. Their heavy cavalry faced directly opposite the Confucian scholars, and the two wings used light cavalry to maneuver.

boom……

The cavalry collided.

Liu Jie almost collided with a heavy cavalry on the opposite side. The moment the two sides collided, the inertia caused the two bodies to fall together.

The heavy cavalry stabbed fiercely with the lance, but Liu Jie narrowly avoided it, and the two fell off their horses at the same time.

The heavy armor pressed tightly on his body, and he felt that he

His internal organs have been squeezed out.

The heavy knight was obviously also injured, but he abandoned his lance. His whole body was like a stuffy can with limited mobility, clumsily trying to pull out the saber from his waist.

Liu Jie struggled, his hands went deep into his neck, desperately pinching his throat.

Between each other, they were all panting heavily.

this moment.

There was still the rumbling of guns, and countless bullets rained, streaking across the sky.

There was a lot of fire and gunfire, surrounding the rammed earth wall, and the militiamen who jumped out from behind the wall fought with the spearmen trying to cross the rammed earth.

Liu Jie felt that he was dead, he didn't even know if the heavy knight who fell on him was still alive, his hands were still pinching his neck, and he was gasping for breath.

Seeing scattered cavalry, they still fought fiercely together.

Song Yan, the instructor riding on horseback, was blocked by three or four rangers. He raised his knife and laughed loudly: "Hahaha... There is righteousness in the world, mixed with manifolds..."

His hand was injured, a Francine ranger slashed at him with a knife, he swung his body, and with a backhand, he slashed at the ranger's back.

The Frangipulator yelled and fell off his horse.

The bloody long knife was raised again, and Song Yan still laughed loudly: "Come on, let's see how the old man is doing?"

With a hoarse voice, he continued to chant: "The bottom is the river and the mountain, and the top is the sun and stars..."

It's just that at this moment, his good luck ends here.

From nowhere, there was a bang, and a gunshot rang out.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yan's front body was scorched black, his knife began to hang down feebly, and blood from the corner of his mouth dripped down his long beard.

The furious Spearman Franji took this opportunity to stab out with a spear and ruthlessly pierced his abdomen.

Bloody water gushed out like a fountain.

Song Yan was still sitting on the horse, but his head was already drooping, and his long beard was soaked in blood.

"Kill!" From all directions, Confucian scholars still shouted to kill.

Someone yelled: "Do you still remember Qi Taishi Jian, Jin Dong Hubi, Zhang Liang Zhizhu and Su Wu Festival? To this day, the mountains and rivers are at the end of the mountain, and there is only death. If we wait for cowardice, the Holy Learning Absolutely, if we die, then the holy learning will prosper forever! Kill..."

"kill……"

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The horse team was destroyed.

The rammed earth wall has collapsed.

Countless people, in the ditch, behind half of the wall, in the wooden building, are still fighting fiercely.

Fang Jinglong had already drawn his sword, and he saw more and more Frangji people getting close at hand.

He turned his head and smiled at a young guard: "You go to Xijing."

The young guard said: "Grandfather...humble...don't go."

"Hurry up and get out." Fang Jinglong glared at the guard: "Your father, just a son like you, died with me, and I promised to leave your Qin family with a bloodline. When you go to Xijing, tell the Xijing guards, Damn, remember to avenge Fang Jinglong. Also, I have a letter from my family, which has not been sent yet. You take it and send it. At least, let Lao Tzu’s son know his father and find him in Huangjinzhou. Got a few concubines with big buttocks, the old Fang family wants to pass on the family line, how many more, how many, of course, this is a secret, and it must not be known by others. And..."

Fang Jinglong was silent for a moment, staring at the young guard: "When I reported it to the court, I used the sixth poem. Back then, my ancestors used this poem in Tumubao. It's a pity... he was lucky. I survived, but it’s useless. Now... the father died and the son succeeded, so I will use this song. Let’s live the rest of my life and live well. I don’t have time to explain to you. In the future... you can go to my son and tell me He, as a father, died as soon as he died, there is nothing to regret, but it is really a pity that he could not see Zhengqing before he died, well, let's go."

He kicked the young guard, but the young guard refused to leave, Fang Jinglong roared angrily, and he staggered away.

now……

Fang Jinglong had a long knife in his hand.

Looking at the countless Francobots.

Occasionally, the firecrackers shoot fire.

On the ground, corpses overlapped everywhere.

With a loud roar, countless people who were hiding behind wooden buildings, ditches, and mountains of corpses rushed out one after another.

It rained suddenly in the sky, and the drizzle had a taste of hometown.

The only fly in the ointment is that the rainwater is also bloody.

In the mud, everyone was killed in a ball, and people rolled in the mud, trying their best to send the sharp blade into each other's body.

until noon...

Above the raging waves on the sea, fleets flying the sun and moon flags slowly broke through the mist and appeared on the ocean surface of Xinjin. The Franc robots, who had no time to enjoy the fruits of victory, faded away like the tide.

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The first one was delivered and counted.

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