Even if he was defeated by the French Army a while ago and lost the title of Europe's No. 1 strong army, the Spanish Army was considered the second in Europe. Although the Capital Army did not belong to Mao Jue's old army, it was also the elite among the veterans. Two world-class strong armies collided together, but the result was!

Since you are all young brothers, then you will always be a younger brother in Spain!

His ears were buzzing, and he could no longer hear the sound, and his eyes were also blurred. Alex could not believe what he saw.

Corpse, layers of corpses! But this time it was not the corpses of the Spanish enemy, but the Spanish conquerors who were wearing cross-coats and experienced many battles.

The shooting of the Northern Ming army like the storm, almost all the Spanish snookers who were blocking the front were bald. A pile of bloody plate armor was stacked on the ground, leaving only one or two spears trembling there. The faces of the sergeant under the iron helmet were controlled by fear and dullness. The musketeers behind were also affected by a large area. Many people installed the gunfire, but no chance to fire it again.

Even next to him, two peanut-sized holes appeared on the breastplate of a Spanish sword soldier, and blood flowed out of the hole. The big man, who was more than 1.8 meters tall, was already sitting on the ground with a limp spitting blood.

To be honest, the queuing and shooting tactics are neither compulsory nor common within the Beiming army. After all, carrying the opponent's musket for two or three rounds and shooting is also a cruel thing for one-third of the sacrifice. However, this result is worthy of the sacrifice. This blow destroyed at least one-third to half of the Spanish army, and two or three thousand people fell on the front line in a mess. Even the founders of the Fifth Corps were shocked.

The battlefield was silent for a second, and then an excited howl sounded. The Northern Ming army in front roared excitedly, picked up the hot flintlock rifle and ran forward. The one behind them also followed Ru Meng's wake up and screamed. The entire team rushed into the Spanish army like layered waves.

"Drink, ha!"

The strong wooden spear hit the Spanish musketeer, who was awakened from a dream, was knocked to the ground by a hammer before he could draw out the battle sword. Then his teammates put it on with a bayonet. The Spanish plate armor was not much more than the Eight Banners Iron Leaf Armor in front of the triangular bayonet. The balloon was pierced and his eyes were protruded. The dying Spanish still struggled to stand up, and flew for a few moments, but in the end he lay there again.

Still unable to accept reality, Alex seemed to be crazy, his pupils seemed to be dull, and he kept muttering embarrassingly.

"A liar! It's definitely a liar! It's impossible!"

His face became crazy and ferocious, and he suddenly pulled out his command knife. Alex's mad dog roared and rushed back towards the Ming army, while he was still roaring and laughing wildly.

"Yes! The devil's tricks are used to tricks! I, Alex, will not be fooled by you! Death! Pagan, hahahaha!"

The knife was waving high, and the crazy laughter disappeared into the Ming army's bayonets.

However, the Spanish Army was the Spanish Army, dominating the continent for nearly a century. As soon as Alex was gone, someone immediately took over the command in an orderly manner. Two colonels, one holding a sword high and carrying his men to fight against the Ming army, and the other shouting for the infantry behind to retreat. On the side, they were originally responsible for the guard duty and waiting for the Ming army to entangle with the infantry formation, hundreds of Spanish cavalry on the flanks even shouted and added up their speed, facing the Ming army's flanks.

Without giving up on oneself, the foundation of a strong army has fully revealed this old colonial empire, and everyone is doing their best to save the fragmented troops.

Unfortunately, the opponents they encountered were too strong!

The Spanish cavalry captain who was holding a sword to rush in, suddenly a roar like winter thunder sounded in his ears. He almost fell off the horse. He turned around in horror. He hurriedly pulled the horse's head. Opposite the Ming cavalry also came out!

The donkey cavalry was not the Japanese, but the Dragoons of the Fifth Corps of the Capital Army were completely formed. In front of the entire military town, there was a heavy armored man riding an extremely tall mixed-blood horse, wearing heavy armor, and carrying two thick Qimen weapons in both hands.

The huge murderous intent made the Spanish cavalry captain who was also manager of the bloody battlefield almost stop breathing. In the flash, the two horses intersected, and he roared and chopped out the straight-blade Western sword like a lonely wolf struggling.

puff!

The heavy object was squeaked by the wrong sound. The plate armor on his chest fell deeply into it and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in succession. The captain fell to the ground, holding his two maces like a mantis, while Huang Degong roared with great pleasure and rushed into the Spanish cavalry group fiercely.

He was not allowed to be unhappy. In the battle of Li Zhuang, he fell under Mao Jue's queuing and shooting tactics, and was beaten up with courage and advancedness. This resentment was vented by him in the same way on the battlefield.

At the same time, I haven't been in the battle myself for a long time, and I have experienced the stimulation of fast horses intertwined and life and death for a moment. I smashed my hands and maces together. In the second Spanish cavalry's roar of fear, the straight bladed knife glass broke so crisply, and then a head of passion burst out as if I had found a point of venting.

The blood dripping on Huang Degong made him even more majestic and terrifying, and his evil spirit was amazing.

The result of this battle is not an exaggeration. More than a hundred years later, when Emperor Napoleon's arrogant imperial guards rushed forward, they were also shot and killed by Duke Wellington, and fled, completely shattering the emperor's imperial dream. As a cavalry squadron that was supported by the rear was smashed to pieces by the veteran who rolled out of the pile of corpses. In front of the Fifth Corps formed by young refugees who were also recruiting from the dead team, the Spanish infantry who fought desperately could not last long. Some of the Spanish infantry that fought were completely wiped out, and then they were chased and killed all over the mountains.

The Spaniards, who once hundreds of people wiped out the Inca Empire, were also reduced to being chased like rabbits. The cross swords and the melee guns that represented pride were thrown away, the heavy plate armor was thrown all over the ground, and even the shoes were thrown away.

Several Spanish people who were in a panic staggered to the beach, fleeing forward with deep and shallow feet. Following them, more than a dozen Northern Ming troops also chased to the edge of the beach. Seeing that the sand and soil were no longer chasing, they directly picked up the flintlock rifle.

The white smoke formed the body of the spear of a hundred-meter spear. The fleeing Spanish infantry trembled violently for a few times, and then fell on the beach.

The sea was swept with waves and seaweeds rolled up from the sea line, but the weak sea water gradually dragged its heavy body and dragged it towards the depths of the sea. There were countless corpses floating on the entire ocean, and the bright red liquid overflowed from the hollow of the plate armor, and a piece of sea water turned pale red.

This scene also happened in the Gulf of Mexico and on the edge of the dense rainforest of South America, but this time the goddess of victory no longer favored the barbarians who came out of the mountain peninsula. After more than a hundred years of levying and levying in the East Indies, the land belonged to the new conquerors.

Ming Dynasty!

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He had completely lost his fighting spirit and was full of rage to punish the intruder of the Ming Dynasty. He was finally replaced by the fear brought by the bloody massacre of the Ming Dynasty. The Spanish camps that were behind, the owners of the large estates and the Spanish conquerors all abandoned their heavy weapons and fled everywhere in panic. As for the Italian mercenaries, they proved their usual unreliable reputation. When the Spanish cavalry launched a desperate attack on the left, they had already thrown their crossbows and spread oil to the back and ransacked the Spanish camp.

The three corpse gods were so angry that they jumped straight, and Andolema waved his staff angrily, jumping and scolding.

"Come back! Let go! You sissy sissy who have changed to hell, God curses you!"

Just as the Archbishop angrily scolded an Italian soldier who snatched his silver incense burner, his wish was fulfilled. With a bang, a hole was shot out of the tent. Then he was shot in his heart. The Milanese crossbowman who was more talented than the soldiers was staggering to the ground, and the beautiful silver incense burner also landed on the ground.

However, the Archbishop was not happy about it. He turned around and looked at the Ming army who rushed in with a gun. After a stream of sweat fell from his forehead, he immediately raised his hands like a conditioned reflex. The cardinal's nephew, the secret policeman of the entire Manila Inquisition, said that the ruthless character who would burn him to death was full of smiles and screamed.

"I understand the rules! I surrender!"

With the tent of Ondolema, Luzon Governor Darazan, Congressman Lanchester and other Spanish nobles who were destined to be noble and destined to return to the control of the Ming Dynasty. A group of Western masters were still worriedly calculating how much ransom to pay, but they didn't know that their fate was already destined. The entire Spanish army in the Western East Indies had been cheated by them, and these people were useless to the Ming army. The Ming Dynasty remembered that the only thing waiting for them was Fuzhou, which was escorted to the most victims, and beheaded in public.

In the end, the killer will always kill him, and in the end, no one's life will be expensive.

But among these people, there is a fish that misses the net.

"I will never! I will never fall into the hands of pagans again! I'd rather die!"

While running wildly, while breathing, the visceral Serita kept roaring at her. She followed the defeated soldiers and escaped from the camp, panting, and suddenly a burst of rapid horse hooves came from behind. When she turned around, the Spanish girl immediately waved her handkerchief in surprise.

"It's me! Serita, Tang, Carles! Navita nobles! Knight, I order you..."

Don Quixote is their Spanish, which shows the image of the knight in the minds of the Spanish. Unfortunately, these Spanish cavalrymen who were running wildly have no knightly style. They even ignored the Spanish girl in the regular meeting and ran out of her side in a wild manner.

However, before Serita got angry, someone punished a few rude guys for her.

With a bang, a bloody and heavy steel whip was thrown out and hit the neck of the cavalry in front. Amid the whine, the Iberian horse fell heavily to the ground, and seven or eight Spanish cavalrymen caught off guard and fell over.

He crawled from the ground with a wail. Seeing the steel whip in his left hand fell to his right hand, the black cotton armor killed the bloody general of the Ming Dynasty dragged the bloodstains all the way and headed straight for himself. In fear, several Spanish cavalrymen pulled out their battle swords like crazy, shouting and heading for Huang Degong to kill him.

An unprecedented sneer appeared on half of his cheeks covered by a helmet, and he buzzed like a machine and raised the steel mace in one go. Huang Chuangzi also roared, and Manniu came over like a cow.

Buzz ~

The sword and sword shadows flew with blood and appeared in the pupils of Serita, the Spanish noble lady. The sound of huge steel hitting, the sound of bones breaking, and the screams of the man before he died. Finally, everything turned into silence again. He suddenly came to his senses and looked at the death knight who was crawling out of hell, holding his heavy steel mace in front of him.

With no strength on his legs, Serita collapsed directly on the grass, covering her leaping chest with her hands, her neat teeth trembled violently, and stared at the god of death in fear.
Chapter completed!