The rocket launchers were arranged on the other side, and the artillery adjusted the elevation angle and angle, loaded the ammunition, and just waited for fire and bombardment.

Dozens of ships set out first, divided into two teams, anchored on both sides of the landing sandbank. A Franc cannon pointed at the slanting shore will provide the landing troops with medium and close fire support.

The sound of war drums rumbling and the assault troops began to operate. Nearly a hundred ships were rowed quickly, carrying thousands of Ming troops to the other side.

Xu Hongyu stood at the bow of the boat and stared coldly ahead. Before the battle, his mentality was extremely stable.

Victory is undoubtedly the size of casualties. As a qualified commander, not only must you win, but you must also try your best to get your soldiers back.

The bow of the boat plowed into the mud and sand. Before it could stop, the soldiers had already jumped down and waded knee-high water to climb the sandbank.

The forwards in the commando team, only three or five hundred elites, rushed forward quickly and formed battle lines to block the junction between the sandbank and the land.

The empty ship retreated, and the sailors rowed desperately and returned to the other shore to pick up the next group of landing soldiers.

The sandbank that broke into the river was water on three sides and only one side connected to the land. For the Burmese army, there was only a frontal impact, which led to repel the Ming army and drove it across the river.

The frontal impact will have to withstand the bombardment of the Ming army's medium- and long-range artillery fire. This is impossible to solve, and it is also the reason why the Burmese army dared not occupy the sandbank first or approach the shore.

The huge gap in weapons and equipment made the Burmese army able to rely on local military strength to resist the Ming army with limited landing forces.

The horn and drums sounded from the Myanmar army camp. The Myanmar army launched an attack from a wide front, and the sparse queues were compact as they advanced, forming an arrow group and pressing towards the sandbank.

Three hundred, five hundred, one thousand... The ships carried the Ming army continuously landed, and the battle formation became closer and more and more heavy.

Facing the dark enemy, the Ming army soldiers were busy but calm. Heavy muskets were set up on both wings, and flintlock muskets pointed forward.

In the battlefield of smoothbore muskets, the will and calmness of the warriors are tested. The effects of firing a hundred meters and firing a few dozen meters are completely different, but it is not easy to do it.

Facing the enemy who is rushing towards you, you can be steady and not rush to shoot. The strength of your psychological quality is not easy to practice.

The Ming army's musketeers' practice code clearly stipulates that without the officer's order, the musketeers' fingers are not allowed to be placed on the board machine.

This ensures the unity of firepower launch to the greatest extent and avoids the possibility of a nervous fire. You should know that it is certain that nervousness is on the battlefield, and fire is often caused by tension.

Xu Hongyu's boat was quite tall and was parked near the water of the sandbank. He held up a telescope and could see the battlefield.

"Solid bullets, the left-wing artillery is ready!"

"Solid bullets, right-wing artillery is ready!"

The messenger observed the banner and reported to Xu Hongyu.

Xu Hongyu held up the telescope and just pursed the corner of his mouth, but did not immediately give an order.

The Burmese army had already started shooting, and balls of white smoke rose up in the array. According to the range of the musket, this distance is indeed lethal, but the accuracy cannot be guaranteed at all.

According to a famous military expert, shooting at a hundred meters away, God knows where he can hit it?

The Ming army's battle formation was silent. The officers held swords in their hands, waiting for orders, preparing to swing their swords forward with force, and preparing to hear the roaring gunshots.

On the river, ships were still shuttled back and forth, two or three hundred at a time, and the number of Ming troops on the sandbank was growing continuously.

"Boom the left and right wings!"

Xu Hongyu put down his telescope, gave a deep voice, and looked at the commander with a majestic gaze.

The flag was issued quickly, and in less than ten seconds, the cannon spit out flames and roared.

The Fran machine cannon cannon fire a solid shell, and the range can reach two or three hundred meters; if it is a sorp..., the effective range is only about one hundred meters.

Shot put-sized shells came out of the chamber and flew from both wings to the Burmese army. Although they did not have the penetration power of the Red Barbarian cannons, all the Burmese army hit by the shells were blurred flesh and blood, broken bones and tendons.

My brother just took a look and felt his abdomen churning, fear spreading all over his body, and his legs moving forward were a little weak and trembling.

A Burmese soldier who was hit by a shell fell to the ground, his chest and abdomen were covered in blood, and his internal organs and intestines flowed all over the ground.

A scream and wail sounded in the formation, shaking Ge Gang's eardrums.

After walking a few steps, the person in front of him made a move away, and a corpse with a rotten watermelon head fell to the ground. Brother had just quickly turned his eyes away and jumped further away, fearing that he would step on the flesh and blood that splashed on the ground.

Two rounds of solid bomb strikes were just a deterrent to the Burmese soldiers. The Fran machine cannon stopped, changed into a nest, and prepared to slapped... bombs.

The Ming army has mastered this advanced tactic for a hierarchical strike. From artillery rockets over a thousand meters to close-knit bayonets, they are all within the range of the attack.

As soon as the solid bullet of the Fran machine cannon stopped, the roar of heavy muskets sounded again on both sides of the Ming army's musketeers' array.

A Burmese military officer fell down straight in the flying flesh and blood, right next to Ge Gang, and just heard his command to "advance".

It was already at the distance to charge, and just as the Burmese soldiers began to speed up, the Fran machine cannon roared again.

Hundreds of lead bullets swept across the fan, and the Burmese soldiers in front were like cut wheat, screaming and falling down.

The vision was empty. Brother just saw the battle formation of the Ming army ahead, as well as the countless black muzzles after simply resisting the horse.

The sound of cannons continued, and the Fran machine cannon bombarded wildly with the speed of fire until it completely destroyed the five sub-nests.

The roar of heavy muskets continued, and Burmese military officers were knocked down one by one, and the charge that was just about to be launched was one by one.

But the Burmese army's battle formation was still heavy, and the casualties ahead were just the beginning of a counterattack. Under the urging of the war drum horn, the Burmese soldiers rushed forward with shouts.

The flag on Xu Hong's Yuma ship swung violently, and the heavy force of the other shore and rockets rose in the air, passing through the Ming army's battle formation, landed two or three hundred meters away in front of the battle formation, and exploded.

Balls of black smoke burst out in the Burmese military formation with fire. The soil, rags, flesh and blood, and broken swords and guns were all raised into the air and fell one after another.

According to the accuracy of artillery rockets, the artillery soldiers dare not put the distance too close to avoid accidentally hurting their friendly forces.

This is another tactic that the Ming army has mastered, blocking, separating the enemy's battle formations, causing their attacks to be lost and reducing pressure for the infantry.

The Burmese army in front was still rushing, but the one in the middle suffered heavy losses. Under the intensive bombing, even the battle formation could not be maintained.

"Fire!" "Fire!"...
Chapter completed!