Muskets were fired behind the earthen wall, stones were smashed down, and the Spanish soldiers who had just climbed up rolled down the trench.

Seeing this, the Spanish officer hurriedly shouted, and ordered some musketeers to stand on the edge of the trench, lined up in three rows, and shot and suppress them. The remaining soldiers continued to cross the trench, moved away the horses and antlers, and rushed towards the city wall.

The Spaniards had fierce firepower, and the projectiles hit the earth wall, and dust splashed, and the people in the Xinchengfu dared not show their heads.

An archer, as soon as he stood up and was about to shoot an arrow, was hit by a musket in his chest and fell from the wall with a scream.

On the other side, the man who had just raised the stone also had blood mist on his chest, and the people and the stones rolled down together.

The Spanish firepower was too strong and completely suppressed the earth wall, so the Spanish soldiers took the opportunity to approach the earth wall.

Zhang Yida led the people in the mountain city to fight to the death, with heavy casualties.

Ruan Jinze squatted behind the earthen wall, and seventy or eighty men gathered around him.

These people were old soldiers from Jiangbei, who followed Zhu Yihai, Zhang Mingzhen and others to fight south and north, fought Jiannu and civil war.

Zhu Yihai failed in his political struggle and was forced to abdicate and became the Supreme Emperor. In order to dismantle the Jiangbei soldiers, Zhao Ming exiled a group of Jiangbei military academies overseas.

These seventy or eighty people were all officers of the Jiangbei Army, and the most important time was the general flag.

The Spanish rushed to the city, spread like ants, and were about to rush up to the city wall.

"Brothers, you have more enemies than us, what should I do?" Ruan Jin glanced at the old pawn beside him and asked loudly.

"Kill." Many old soldiers roared in unison.

As an old soldier in the Jiangbei Army, I have never seen any scenes. The bloody battle in eastern Zhejiang and the defense battle of Jinhua, I was not afraid of more than 100,000 Jiannu, and I could still bully the Western Miscellaneous Hu.

At this time, several men brought a wooden box, and one man said in a deep voice: "General, there are only so many!"

Ruan Jin nodded and pried open the box. There were more than a dozen grenades made by Ming army.

When Zhang Yida left the Ming Dynasty, Zhao Ming gave him a batch of firearms, but four or five years later, it had already consumed almost the same amount.

This is the last box in front of me.

Ruan Jin took out the grenade, handed it to several old soldiers, and ordered in a deep voice: "Should you listen to my orders and throw it out together, and then everyone rushed with me and beat these macaques to death with a blunt weapon."

The old men in front of them were holding grenades and squatting behind the earth wall. The remaining brothers of Jiangbei picked up axes, hammers made of black stones, and small shields made of wood.

The old soldiers were very simple in equipment and had no choice but to come to Dongzhou. The local tribe was very backward and could not smel metals.

The Xincheng vassal population is too small, so it has to work hard for food. In addition, the breeding area is unstable, and after the gold mine, it loses the ability to continue smelting.

However, although the equipment is simple, the old soldiers are not afraid at all.

At this time, the Spaniards under the earthen wall were gathering more and more, and the people on the earthen wall were shot by muskets one after another.

Seeing the time was ripe, Ruan Jin couldn't help but feel ups and downs when he looked at the dense Spanish, and shouted loudly, "Stop, kill the Mihu!"

Behind the low wall, several men lit the grenades and rushed out when the leads were about to burn out.

The Spaniards gathered under the wall only felt a few black things, drew arcs and landed at their feet.

"Boom boom boom!" There were loud noises, white light burst out, and black smoke rose. The Spanish soldiers under the earthen wall were immediately overturned by the air waves generated by the explosion. The plate armor was sunk by the splashed gravel and was shot through by shrapnel flying from all sides.

The Spaniards were too dense, with more than a dozen grenades thrown out, one blowing one after another, but the grenades were not powerful. Many people were just overturned by the air waves and fell to the ground, and their injuries were not serious.

However, the smoke of gunpowder had not dissipated, and when the Spanish soldiers were still rolling and wailing on the ground, they saw nearly a hundred men, who only took weapons and jumped down from the earth wall, rushed out from the open gate, and rushed into the smoke of gunpowder.

"Kill me!" Ruan Jin took a long battle axe and swung it violently, hitting a Spanish soldier who had just sat up. The battle axe hit the helmet, and the helmet was sunken. The Spanish fell to the ground again, his face covered in blood.

The old man from Jiangbei who rushed into the smoke of gunpowder was like a wolf or a tiger, with a blunt weapon in his hand, specifically greeting the Spanish who were confused by the bombing, and opened the Spaniards who had not had time to struggle to get up one by one.

Everyone waved their blunt weapons angrily, blood splattered everywhere, screaming in pain. In the fight, what appeared before the old soldiers in Jiangbei was that the battle in eastern Zhejiang was a bloody battle in Jinhua, and after the failure of the political struggle, General Zhang committed suicide. Tens of thousands of Jiangbei soldiers were driven out of the army, and the cold eyes of the people in Jiangnan when they were exiled, and the discomfort of their relatives and relatives.

How many grievances, how much depression, and how unfulfilled the ambitions of the past were all at this time, with the blunt weapon squirting, the blood splashed was pouring down happily.

"Kill!" the old soldiers roared, dazed the Spaniards.

The Spaniards, who were overturned by the air waves, watched in horror, and the old soldiers who rushed towards them were frightened by their momentum. They were not afraid of their companions until their blood splattered on their faces, and they got up and fled in great horror.

The Spanish under the earthen walls rolled and crawled back, and rushed to the musketeers and Spanish soldiers who were shooting outside the trench, fled to the bottom of the mountain in panic.

Ruan Jin and others grabbed the escaped soldiers from behind, and greeted them with axe and stick. Some Spanish soldiers had just climbed out of the trench and were dragged down again and were beaten to death by sticks.

At the foot of the mountain, Count Sofitel looked at the invincible Spanish army with a look of surprise, rolling and climbing down the mountain, with a look of surprise on his face.

Since landing in Dongzhou, he has not only fought for many battles. Every time the musket sounds, the natives are defeated. It can be said that they are victorious in every battle and are invincible. I don’t expect that they will be defeated by the yellow-skinned monkey today.

At this time, he hurriedly ordered the musketeers beside him to step forward, and the Spanish soldiers shot at the old Jiangbei who were chasing down the mountain. The projectiles splashed out mud flowers on the mountain. Ruan Jin waved to stop the pursuit.

At the end of the battle, the Spanish corpses were killed everywhere in front of the hillside and the earthen walls. Nearly Broadmen, the axe in their hands cut out the gap, the hammer broke, and they were all covered in blood, as if they had crawled out of a sea of ​​blood.

The mountain wind whistled and the smoke was dispersed. Ruan Jin and others couldn't help laughing.

They have never smiled so happily since they were exiled.

Sure enough, veterans who have been accustomed to fighting in battle for many years are more suitable for the battlefield than to be hardworking or mining.

Zhang Yida stood on the earthen wall and saw this scene. He didn't even grow up. After a while, he quickly told the people: "Go and clean up the battlefield and pick up the muskets and armor."

At this time, a large number of people went out of the village to clean up the battlefield, while Ruan Jin took everyone back to the city with pride.

They used to be officers, elite soldiers, and elite soldiers did not clean the battlefield, so they were all miscellaneous soldiers.

Shortly after everyone returned to Tucheng, the Spanish artillery array at the foot of the mountain fired again and bombarded the mountain. However, no soldiers rushed up this time, just to disturb the people's cleaning up the battlefield and pick up weapons.
Chapter completed!