When the slave spearmen came to an end, they no longer looked half-dead. They shouted, holding their spears to stab the black people in front of them for their lives.

The black archers first set off a round of bows and arrows, knocking down more than a dozen slave spearmen, and then the remaining people rushed up with iron spears and swords, fearlessly collided with the slave spearmen's formation, and the two sides began a fierce hand-to-hand combat.

The slave spearmen were able to push the black people for a few times at the beginning, but after a few minutes, they gradually couldn't bear it and were beaten to retreat step by step. Soon, some slave spearmen lined up behind began to turn around and escape, and their behavior caused a chain reaction, and more and more people fled.

"In just a few minutes, the spear formation collapsed." Xie Hansan said slightly solemnly, "Everyone has it, stand firm! The gun is under the shoulder, charge, and charge!"

As the sharp copper whistle sounded, three rows of musketeers began to load and load the guns. The grenadiers wandered diagonally in front of the two sides of the formation, holding bombs in their hands, and watching the battle situation ahead with vigilantly. At the end, the artillery soldiers were still dragging the artillery with all their might.

The formation of hundreds of spearmen finally completely collapsed. More than fifty of these slave spearmen were killed on the spot, and most of the remaining people fled in scattered ways. The blacks did not pursue them. They seemed very organized and rushed towards the army company's musket formation under the command of some commanders with high prestige.

"Rise the gun...", the first row of 48-shot rifles were lifted forward almost at the same time.

The blacks were still rushing and charging, and the distance had reached within two hundred meters. Their upper body was completely shy, with only a piece of animal skin around their waists. They held spears, short spears or iron knives in their hands. Some people also had a large wooden shield in their hands.

"Aim..." The soldiers aimed the barrel roughly at the dense formation of the enemy. Close the left eye and look ahead with the right eye, and keep fine-tuning the direction of the barrel as the enemy moves.

The blacks were almost entering a hundred meters range, and their strong bodies provided their charge with inexhaustible energy. They were full of fighting spirit and shouted syllables that the people on the East Coast could not understand, and were preparing to use a refreshing charge to complete the battle.

Xie Hansan stood at the front of the right side of the team, and the blacks were so excited that they were surprised. Moreover, these blacks of obviously tribal nature were not only equipped with bows and arrows and iron weapons, but were even very organized. It was obvious that there were commanders conducting combat commands. They also knew a certain charge formation. This was completely the level of the late primitive society and the early slave society. It was probably comparable to the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties in Chinese history.

He remembered a news he heard when chatting with Gaomo, who was known as the most knowledgeable person in the world, that is, the blacks in South Africa were the Ngoni branch of the Bantunegro race, and there were roughly several tribes such as the Xhosa, the Begina, and the Zulu. These tribes often fought and fought, were extremely brave, and their social militarized colors were also very strong. Compared with the barbarian tribes in South America, their organizational strength was much stronger and they were not easy to deal with. For example, the British army in the 19th century suffered some losses in the hands of the Zulu people.

Facing such an enemy, Xie Hansan dared not take it lightly. To be honest, he had despised these black people before. Therefore, he ordered the troops to launch an attack without waiting for the artillery to take place, but now he found out that he was wrong. The formation of the slave spearman declared collapse in less than five minutes. Without the harassment of the artillery, the cluster of nearly 300 black people in front of him had safely entered the range of more than 80 meters.

The loss may be a bit big today. Xie Hansan thought silently, then he immediately swung the command knife in his right hand to the front: "Retreat and shoot! Prepare... let go!"

"Shh..." A sharp copper whistle sounded.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The first row of 48-shot rifles fired a round of volleys. The black people's charge formation seemed to hit an invisible wall, and the middle where the most dense muskets were even sunk inward. In this round of volleys, at least twenty or thirty black people fell down with dense formations.

The brave armored grenadiers ignited the bomb fuse in their hands, and then threw them all at the dense blacks. After the bomb exploded, the shrapnel scattered in all directions caused a burst of exclamation and howls in the crowd. After one of them, they quickly ignited the second one and continued to throw it towards the enemy. Their heroic actions effectively delayed the blacks' charge and caused them to separate some of their hands to move towards both sides, trying to clear out these annoying grenades first.

After the first row of musketeers finished shooting, they immediately turned around and ran behind the third row, and began to load and load them nervously. At this time, the second row of musketeers also started a round of volleys under the command of the officer, and black smoke filled the battlefield.

More than twenty people fell down again in the black formation, but they had successfully approached within sixty meters. At this time, the third row of musketeers had also put their guns flat. Soon, under the rapid order of the officer, they also fired a volley and then quickly retreated.

After three rounds of volleys, the blacks lost more than 100 people. The remaining 160 or 70 people were a little scared, but they rushed straight under the command of the commander or chief. The grenadiers were still harassing, and their heroic actions won the opportunity for the fourth and last round of shooting for the Musketeers brothers.

After the fourth round of shooting, the black men who fell more than 30 people had already charged to more than 20 meters. There was no time to shoot muskets again! Under the command of the officers, the musketeers threw away their rifles, pulled out the shiny saber from their waists, and rushed forward, colliding with these barbaric black men. On the periphery, more than 20 local militia were still holding flintlock rifles, and seized the opportunity to shoot at the large number of black people.

"Go to die!" Anda slashed the head of a black man with one sword, then kicked the left foot and kicked the black man who rushed over from the slant. This was the third enemy he had cut under the knife. He was stabbed by two spears in his chest, but they were blocked by high-strength arc-surface steel armor.

As officers and non-commissioned officers, each wearing a set of breastplate, arm armor and skirt armor, which has a strong protection ability. As for ordinary soldiers, their heavy arm armor was abandoned because they had to shoot with guns, and each of them only wore a set of breastplate for protection. And their opponents had a set of animal skins around their waists as protection, while others were completely protected. Therefore, in this close-range hand-to-hand combat, the army soldiers took advantage.

In addition to training shooting, physical fitness and queues, hand-to-hand combat is also an extremely important training subject. Since the parts processing accuracy on the East Coast are not good, they have never been able to match each rifle with a qualified bayonet, so the training subject of hand-to-hand combat for soldiers is the double-handed knife-slashing technique. This kind of knife technique, developed by Taoist Shou and Anda Fifteen, was concise, fierce, ruthless, and extremely practical.

The sharp 32-year-old non-commissioned officer knife is 102 cm long. The sharp and tough blade can easily cut off the human neck and neck bones. Therefore, with only one encounter, the oncoming black soldiers fell down by the slashing and stabbing of the sabers. Their short spears and iron swords are completely unable to cause damage to the opponent's fatal parts, and some iron swords even cut one and two pieces of the opponent's hands with force. Only a few black men with superb skills or luck enough can stab the spear tip into the opponent's throat exposed outside the armor, knocking the opponent down instantly.

The fierce and bloody hand-to-hand combat is an extremely test of the courage and discipline of soldiers. The East Coast people, who have been tested for war, withstood the suffocating cruel pressure, and then became more and more brave, defeating these black people with poor organizational discipline.

Anda Fifteen killed a black man holding a short spear and shield with a knife. The black man seemed to be a commander and his combat skills were also very good. Anda Fifteen forced the man to the ground with a courageous spirit and excellent equipment, but it also took a lot of energy. He was about to take a breath, but he heard a strong wind coming from his ears and shouted in his heart. At the critical moment, he tried his best to strode forward to avoid the fatal neck.

Fortunately, he was lucky. The black man who was sneaking into him in the back was stabbed into the back by the sabre of an East Coast soldier, and then he screamed and fell to his feet.

Anda Fifteen turned around in a daze and saw that the person who stabbed the sneak attacker to death was Liu Dayou, the young soldier who had spoken to him yesterday. Liu Dayou may have killed someone for the first time. After pulling out the sabre, he seemed to be frightened by the blood gushing out of the other party, and looked a little at a loss.

"Sir, I..." Liu Dayou turned his head to Anda Fifteen with some stuttering.

"Shut up, don't be distracted on the battlefield!" Anda Fifteen angrily scolded, then suddenly exclaimed: "Be careful!"

However, it was too late when he shouted, and a rusty spear stabbed into Liu Dayou's exposed lower abdomen from behind.

"Xine!" Anda Fifteen was furious. After taking two steps, he raised his saber and slashed downwards. A head flew high, and even a terrified face was frozen on the head.

Anda 15 grabbed Liu Dayou with one hand and retreated with a knife in one hand: "Military Medical Officer! Where is the military officer? I'm the ancestor of your military officer, come out quickly! He is only eighteen years old and cannot die!"
Chapter completed!