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    The green algae under the grass was pushed aside by the shiny black military boots, revealing the clear water. When the boots were stepped on, the mud at the bottom of the water would be shaken up, turning the originally clear water into a mess.  The four-pounder was very small, and the wheels of the gun were also very small. It could not move at all after entering the depths of the swamp.

    The gun carriage is not heavy, only two hundred kilograms.  Long logs were inserted into the bottom, and a group of more than ten auxiliary soldiers carried them forward, following behind the infantry.  According to the reports from the scouts, when Lu Ze led the army to the middle of the swamp, he saw a mighty Yi army through the telescope.

    More than 10,000 Yi troops formed a long line in pursuit. More than a thousand cavalry and five war elephants rushed to the front, biting Deng Aqi's Xiongzi flag.  Followed by the light infantry wearing the Ming Army's standard cotton armor, the heavy infantry equipped with the Ming Army's iron armor walked the slowest, just in front of the vanguard battalion.  Thinking they were about to rush to victory, the Yi people staggered forward in the swamp, each one wielding a sword and howling excitedly.

    Lu Ce found the patch of metasequoia trees. He discovered this rare piece of dry land yesterday.  Lu Ce shouted and pulled the troops over. The fir trees were quickly cut down, and the land they originally occupied became an artillery position.  Lu Ce was riding on his big white horse and saw three Yi scouts in the telescope.

    Although he was pursuing at full speed, Wu Bikui still sent out some scouts.  When the vanguard camp arrived at the foot of the cedar forest and was only more than a mile away from the Yi soldiers, these peripheral scouts discovered the vanguard camp.  The scout used a small flag to convey the enemy's information back to the main force, and the artillerymen of the vanguard battalion deployed the artillery carriages on the position as quickly as possible.

    Except for this piece of dry land, the surrounding one or two hundred meters is completely swampy.  The musketeers all stood in the water, and the only thing they had was the fifty fixed ammunition in their pockets.  The grenades of the Pioneer Battalion were useless, and the fuses went out as soon as they touched the water.  Lu Ce now only relies on flintlock guns and artillery.

    But that's enough.

    The prey in the distance also saw the scout's call and responded.  Obviously the Yi people don't know enough about the weapons system of the Nanhai people, and they don't think that more than a thousand pioneer battalion soldiers can pose any threat to more than 10,000 people. Lu Ce saw more than 8,000 lightly and heavily armed Yi soldiers coming towards this direction.

    Looking at the approaching object coldly, Lu Ce raised his left hand towards the entire army.

    The sound of "swishing" was the scraping of dark military uniforms.  Fourteen hundred musketeers bit open the powder packets and began to load the barrels of their guns.  There are no woods here, and an open area is the best place for artillery.  The barrel of the gun had already been cleaned. Under the command of the artillery, the auxiliary soldiers stuffed paper bags of gunpowder into the barrel and compacted the shot barrels.

    Wait until all these actions are completed.  They looked at the coach in the middle of the formation again.  Wait for the next command.

    The big white horse dug into the soil boredly.  Lu Ce watched quietly as the Yi soldiers approached.  The enemy walks too slowly in the swamp, which is about the same as normal walking speed.  Such enemies cannot pose any threat to the vanguard battalion.  Lu Ce wants to take a bite of the earth.  Get closer before hitting.

    The shotgun range is 700 meters.  But until the Yi soldiers came closer to more than 300 meters away.  Only then did the artillerymen hear the order to aim.  The artillery chief began assigning targets.  Dozens of range-finding soldiers began to calculate|quickly gave the angle.

    "Seven degrees to the left. Three degrees to the muzzle!"

    "Twelve and a half degrees on the right!"

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    "Fire!"

    With this order, the cannons were fired one after another from the middle to both sides.  Thick white smoke suddenly burst out of the muzzle and matchlock port, covering all the operators of the gun crew.  The gun barrel jerked back and mounted on the rear slide rail of the sports car.

    The thick wooden barrel was pushed hard by the huge pressure released by the propellant, and it shattered into flying wooden slats within dozens of meters of flying out of the barrel.

    The hundreds of pieces of broken iron contained in the barrels scattered during the rapid flight. Tens of thousands of pieces of broken iron rushed towards the Yi heavy infantry flowing over like the most violent sandstorm.

    Amidst the huge howling sound, the shotgun barrage plunged into the swamp.  Looking from a distance, countless water splashes were splashed two to three meters high, covering a large semicircle in front of the position.  The water splash fell, and the heavy infantry fell to the ground.  The area that had been densely packed suddenly cleared away, leaving only the Yi soldiers who were still advancing behind.

    Lu Ce is not worried about victory in the battle now. He is only afraid that the enemy will run away. The carefully arranged ambush has a great effect.  After a round of shelling ended, Lu Ze looked nervously at the enemy's formation.  The expected great rout did not occur, and the Yi soldiers were still advancing in this direction. Lu Ce raised his eyebrows in surprise.

    It seems that the Yi people are braver and will not turn around and flee easily.  They were used to the rate of fire of the Ming army's general artillery, and the leader obviously thought they could rush into the vanguard camp's position before the next shot.  They passed over the corpses of the tribesmen, one foot deep and one foot shallow in the mud, shouting and struggling to move forward.

    Seeing the extraordinary fighting will of these Yi soldiers,And blood is always so worthless on the battlefield, because of the narrow battlefield width on the left wing, the Yi people formed a dense position as they advanced.  This kind of position turns the shotgun into a terrifying weapon, and one cannonball can kill more than a dozen lives.

    The Yi people fell one by one, and the shotguns pierced the swamp. What splashed out was no longer water, but red blood.  Death, non-stop death, the one hundred meters distance on the left wing became the most terrifying meat grinder, no one was allowed to cross.  At a distance of 100 meters, the musketeers' hit rate also increased exponentially. Not only did they snipe the warriors at the front, but all the Yi leaders were named and shot.

    Having lost the arrow to lead the charge and the leader to command, the Yi people have completely lost their organization.  They scattered together and hid in the swamp shivering.  Finally, they understood that it was impossible to rush past these 100 meters.  The remaining four thousand Yi people collapsed psychologically. They no longer cared about where the shells were falling and fled in all directions.

    Under the combined harvest of artillery and flintlock guns, the Yi people began a bloody flight.  It is not easy to escape from the 300-meter musket range and the 700-meter shotgun range.  The final massacre continued, knocking down those hurried figures one by one until there was no more Yi standing on the swamp.

    Only more than a thousand remaining soldiers escaped, fleeing into the depths of the swamp in a panic.  The Pioneer Battalion was victorious, once again.

    The north wind gradually blew away the gunpowder smoke, and corpses lay across the field, even turning the water surface into scattered dots between corpses.  The wilderness has been dyed bright red with blood, and the bright red patch is still spilling out, expanding, and is about to reach the feet of the people in the South China Sea.

    Corpses littered the fields. In just twenty minutes, the fields were covered with the corpses of more than 7,000 Yi people.  The soldiers gradually calmed down from the excitement of fighting. Looking at the slaughterhouse in front of them, no one could speak.

    Lu Ce¡¯s face was a bit pale. Although he had gone through several deadly battles, this massacre was still a bit too bloody.  He felt his heart beating a little too fast and couldn't calm down.  After looking into the distance, Lu Ce breathed a sigh of relief and tried to calm down his nervousness.  But on the horizon in the distance, an army with flags flying suddenly jumped out.

    Lu Ce was stunned for a moment and looked over with squinted eyes.  Zhao Ban was also a little confused. He raised his telescope and looked into the distance. He put it down and thought about it. He said, "Master, the Xiongzi Banner is here, holding an elephant head."

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