Panluo's war is actually not considered wild. At least the people he brought have experienced battles and seen blood. Compared with the young soldiers in Walli's hands, their quality is really much higher.
!Whether it’s Chenla or Champa, before the Ming people came, their main threat was the Dayue people, and the Chenla people, the so-called elite royal city defenders, really couldn’t fight with the people who were always struggling on the edge of life and death.
The Dai Viet people fought with great laughter compared to the countless Champa people.
At least after Panluo was frustrated, he was able to think of countermeasures, cutting down trees to make vehicle shelters to withstand the Spanish muskets. However, Walli's men failed to attack and would only confront the opponent from a distance, or directly look like
The Ming army asked for help.
Dozens of people took action, and the trees were cut down very quickly. They were not carefully crafted to make furniture or anything like that, so there was no need to be so particular, as long as they could block bullets. They were put together into a concave shelf, and people could be hidden inside.
In other words, hiding cannons was enough. They didn't even peel off the bark from the trees they cut down. They just tied the trees tightly together with vines and the like, and that was enough.
It’s just that the trees that were just cut down were too moist and naturally very heavy. They were originally intended to be made into a frame that could be lifted by three or two people, but in the end they had to be connected together to form three large frames.
In this case, as long as more than ten people can slowly lift the shelf and move it forward, Panluo's subordinates, whether it is his Tiger Crouching Artillery Team or the soldiers guarding the Tiger Crouching Artillery Team, can easily hide.
Behind this shelf, slowly approach the opponent.
The Spaniards are not blind. They can naturally see what such a large group of people are busy outside. The other party's intention is too obvious. What's terrible is that at this moment, they can't come up with any effective resistance method!
Once the muskets fail to work and the enemy gets close to them, they will undoubtedly be submerged in a sea of enemies dozens of times larger than themselves.
Looking at the opponent's huge and rough, but effective "shield", he slowly approached his side. Under the command of Sigel, the colonial group, the enemy was barely able to reach the limit of the close range.
At that time, the Spaniards in the fence fired several rows of guns at them. Then, what happened after the smoke cleared made everyone look ashen - the musket bullets were either bounced away or deeply penetrated.
After being shot into the wood, the enemies hiding behind the wood were basically unscathed.
"Cannon, aim the cannon at them!" Siegel's face was a little ferocious. Every colonial regiment, in addition to muskets, would be equipped with a three-pound cannon. This was their greatest firepower, and he also firmly believed that those haphazardly put together
A wooden shield can block a musket, but it can never block a thunderous strike from a cannon!
The artillery that had been brewing in the battle and had not participated in the battle finally made a loud noise. With just one shot, it blasted out a hole the size of a washbasin in the largest wooden shield that was pressed in front of them.
The soldiers who were carrying the wooden frame and marching forward with their heads lowered were stunned and killed in a row. They crowded tightly behind the wooden frame and shields, fearing that they would be hit by the stray arrows of the muskets. They were immediately thrown out by the rapid cannonballs.
An alley of flesh and blood.
"The Western Yi has cannon!"
"The red-haired ghost has a cannon!"
Liu Hua and Walli said in unison, both of them were shocked. It was not surprising that the Spaniards had cannons, but they had never used them in previous battles. Naturally, they thought that the other party was the best.
What they relied on were the firearms such as muskets and muskets in their hands. When the artillery fired, the first reaction of the two people was that they were too close to these enemies. The artillery could not only hit them.
A hundred-step musket is really not safe enough at a distance of hundreds of steps.
Under the command of Liu Hua, the army of the Ming Dynasty slowly distanced itself and retreated. At such a close distance and the formation was so dense, what if these Western barbarians were dying and struggling towards the people without opening their eyes?
If there is another shot in the pile, the casualties will definitely be inevitable.
The Chenla people, especially the several Chenla leaders headed by Walli, also followed the retreating Ming army calmly and slowly retreated. All this happened after the sound of cannons, dozens of
In a matter of seconds, Panluo and his troops unknowingly became the only thing standing between the Spaniards and their troops.
It's just that at this moment, Panluo didn't notice the changes in the "friendly troops" around him at all. This shot sent at least a dozen of his warriors to heaven. He was really fierce and capable of charging with a musket.
That was already the limit of what his people could do. It would be really difficult for everyone to withstand this bombardment and turn them into flesh and blood.
The wooden shield in the middle was blasted away, causing a lot of casualties. The people on both sides suddenly became uncertain. The wooden shield was put down, and the people behind the shield began to run back desperately!
"Don't look back, charge forward, charge forward!" Panluo, with his upper body bare and waving a long knife, shouted wildly: "Looking back is also a word of death. If you can't pass today's level, everyone is a word of death!"
He raised the knife with his hand and cut down one of his men who ran back to him. He raised the knife like crazy: "Whoever dares to retreat, this is what will happen!"
The deserters looked at their leader and saw the Ming Dynasty army waiting behind them. They hesitated one by one. Panluo's usual prestige finally came into play at this moment. Some people began to stop and turned their heads.
, and then more and more people began to turn their heads and run towards the way they came.
They hesitated, but the Spaniards did not hesitate. The old artillery that their fleet had replaced would take about three minutes from firing to reloading, even for the most skilled gunners in the army. As for the colonial regiment,
If you are half-assed, it will take even longer.
Thanks to the efforts of the Champa people, when the crowd gathered behind the wooden shield again, the second shell was finally loaded.
There is no need to aim at the target in front of him. If he cannot hit such a big target, then the gunner will be blind!
Siegel smiled ferociously and waved his hand down: "Let go!"
Panluo was also in the crowd. He was betting his life. He also had two wooden shields. The chance of the Spanish artillery hitting the wooden shield where he was hiding was 50-50. If he really couldn't pass this hurdle, what would happen next?
It's not his turn to worry about things, but if the shells don't hit him, then he will lead his people in this most critical gap, rush into the fence, and kill these hateful Spaniards.