The power of the artillery was greatly reduced in the sea water, and there were too many wooden piles dropped by the Mufu army in the shallow water, so even if the 300 gunboats of the Opuru Empire spent an hour cleaning the coast, waiting for them When preparing to storm the landing, they still encountered considerable obstacles.
"Damn fishing nets!"
A foreigner cursed bitterly, and they rowed over in a small boat, but were stopped by those tattered fishing nets.
He frantically went to untangle the fishing net on the bow, and was shot by several feather arrows just as he stretched out his hand. His eyelids rolled up and he fell into the water with a plop, and soon a stream of red rose from below.
"suppress!"
In the distance, Su Poer, who stayed out of the range of the Han archers, shouted loudly: "Suppress the backward bows and arrows of the Han people, and keep the formation!"
On the boat, the musketeer kept pulling the trigger, and the bullets shot towards the shore like a meteor shower. Although a lot of fortifications on the coast were blown up, Mu's army could still find a place to hide and fight back in the rain of bullets. The first offensive of the Opru Empire was pinned down on the shallows, and no one could reach the shore.
"fire!"
Su Poer turned around and shouted: "Press down the Han Chinese archers!"
As the orderly waved the flag, the artillery on the warship began to fire for the second round. The shells flew to the shore one by one, blowing up the sandbags, including stumps and broken arms. The backwardness in long-range weapons made Mu's army suffer a lot in the beginning. Although many catapults were set up on the shore, the large ships of the Opru Empire were parked outside the range, and the catapults could not cause a greater blow to the enemy.
However, the small boats near the shore were overturned by catapults, and the soldiers of the Opru Empire put away their previous contempt and slack, and began to pay attention to the Han army with backward equipment in front of them. The victorious battles of these years have made the soldiers of the Opru Empire proud.
Especially in the battle against Eastern Chu, their huge advantage over the Eastern Chu army made them all think that today's battle would not be difficult.
They forget that superiority of arms on the battlefield is not the only factor in victory.
There is another thing that determines the outcome... called fighting spirit.
Puff puff
A Mufu army soldier was shot several times in the chest, and the bloody arrows sprayed out with the bullets. When he fell down, he was still holding the hard bow tightly in his hand. Before he died, there was no fear on his face, but only the regret of not being able to shoot the last arrow.
"Keep the enemy in shallow water and don't give them a chance to land!"
Yan Li walked back and forth behind the low wall piled up with sandbags, shouting loudly as he walked: "Ballista! All the ballistas that are still moving are fucking moving, I didn't ask you to come to the shore to lie down! Chen Chaozheng, for me! Come here!"
The reward for commanding the archers, Chen Chaozheng ran over immediately when he heard the shout, and the bullets exploded on the sandbag beside him.
"General!"
When Chen Chaozheng arrived, he knelt down and asked, "What's your order?"
Yan Li glared at him and roared: "Look at your people! How can the counterattack be so messy! Let fifty of your archers aim at a ship, don't waste feather arrows! Didn't you see the distance? The enemy's navy The sea route between us and the land has been blocked, and the supply ship can't get through at all. We must be prepared to fight to the death without support! Let me aim at the point, don't fight back indiscriminately, a team aims at a ship , pick up the front shot!"
"Here!"
Chen Chaozheng agreed, stood up and ran back. After only three or five steps, a bullet hit his shoulder, knocking him over. This startled the nearby soldiers, several people went to help him up, but Chen Chaozheng gritted his teeth and got up by himself, looked sideways at the blood hole on his shoulder and cursed.
"Go back, motherfucker, aim and shoot me!"
He tore off a piece of clothing himself and tied it with his teeth, and then returned to the archer to continue commanding.
The bloodiness of the generals stimulated the bloodiness of the soldiers, and no one on the front line retreated.
"It's not the way to fight like this."
Mu Xianjun approached Yan Li and said loudly: "The enemy's artillery suppresses for a while from time to time, and then the enemy can take the opportunity to press up for a while. If we continue to fight like this, our feather arrows will consume a lot of money but not kill the enemy much."
"What can the little prince do?"
Yan Li asked.
"Let them come over!"
Mu Xianjun held up his clairvoyance and looked at the big ship of the Opuru Empire in the distance: "When the enemy gets closer to about sixty or seventy steps, the enemy's big ship will not dare to fire indiscriminately. And although the enemy's muskets are not as fast as our feathers Arrows are fast, but they are easier to aim, and we suffer from a long-distance fight. Bring the enemy closer to about sixty steps, and the archers are the most lethal!"
"But once we can't suppress the enemy, our defense line will be in danger!"
Yan Li said loudly.
"give it to me!"
Mu Xianjun looked directly into Yan Li's eyes: "The reserve team is here at this time. As long as the enemy gets too close, I will bring all the practitioners to fight melee and force the enemy back!"
"good!"
Yan Li didn't hesitate much, knowing that Mu Xianjun's method is indeed the best so far: "It's up to you!"
Yan Li yelled, then stood up and ordered the archers to temporarily stop shooting arrows.
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Yan Li looked at the soldiers who fell one by one beside him, and the blood in his eyes became heavier and heavier. He gritted his teeth, wishing he could rush up and kill all those damn foreigners by himself. Bringing the enemy closer to about sixty paces before firing back did a lot more damage to the enemy, but at this distance, the threat of the enemy's muskets to the soldiers also became greater.
"General Yan!"
Mu Xianjun came over from a distance, and pointed to the battlefield ahead: "Look, the enemy's attack is not blindly pressing down, the formation is very neat!"
"That's right!"
Yan Li said: "The enemy's muskets need to maintain an array to put pressure on us. If they spread out, although the attack speed will be accelerated, the loss will be greater. Look, my lord... the enemy also maintains a horizontal row when advancing Neatly, the first row stops immediately after firing, and the rear row fills up and continues to shoot. Their muskets are single-shot, so they can only take turns like this!"
"Our loss is too great!"
Mu Xianjun glanced at the corpses behind the low wall, and they were almost as high as the low wall: "Let the soldiers see the opportunity and fight back when the enemy's two rows change!"
"Know!"
Yan Li had already issued the order before, but he was very pleased with Mu Xianjun's vision. This little father-in-law, whom he usually dislikes, does not only have enviable talent in cultivation, but also has keen observation skills on the battlefield. He didn't tell Mu Xianjun that he had already ordered, because he knew that what Mu Xianjun needed at this time was affirmation and encouragement.
"Within thirty paces, our crossbows are sharper than their muskets!"
Mu Xianjun leaned against the low wall to avoid the bullets. Although his cultivation was very high, the bullets were too dense, and he would be injured if he was hit. Even if the practitioner's movement speed is much faster than ordinary people, even if the practitioner's self-protection ability is very strong, but when the bullets are as dense as raindrops and have a wide range, the practitioner cannot guarantee that he will not be injured.
"Young master, is he planning to bring the enemy closer?"
"yes!"
Mr. Mu Xian said: "Put it within thirty steps, and let the soldiers counterattack with the crossbow! At that moment, the enemy's losses will inevitably be heavy. When the enemy's formation is in chaos, I will immediately lead the people to fight back , as long as you get involved with them, they will be sheep with bound legs and feet! When the time comes, I will entangle them, and you will immediately lead reinforcements to counterattack and force them back into the sea! Keep beating like this repeatedly, and the enemy will not dare to fight again. Get close!"
"good!"
Yan Li looked at Mu Xianjun and said, "Young master, be careful!"
Mu Xianjun smiled proudly: "Don't worry, although the foreigner's things are sharp, I have a sense of proportion. You tell the soldiers to prepare the crossbow, and when the crossbow is within range, I will lead people to rush out immediately!"
As the military order went down, the archers began to deliberately slow down the rhythm of shooting, and the foreigner's team maintained a horizontal line and pressed towards this side. Seeing that at about thirty paces, Yan Li beat the war drum himself, and the sound of the drum sounded like thunder on the seashore, and the soldiers of Mu's army also blew the horns to fight back!
A continuous crossbow began to show its power!
The dense crossbow arrows covered the past crazily, and the soldiers of the Opru Empire in the front fell down in a row like wheat that had been knocked down by a sickle. In the army of the Opuru Empire, although the soldiers also wore leather breastplates, they were thinner than the standard leather armor of the Sui Dynasty. There was no difficulty in tearing apart such breastplates with crossbow arrows. At this time, the Liannu is simply a nightmare for the soldiers of the Opru Empire.
People fell down one by one, and the sound of wailing became one piece about thirty steps in front of the Mufu army's position. The crossbow arrows are so dense that even a bird passing by will be shot into a hedgehog. Each of the foreign soldiers had more than one crossbow arrow in their body, and the least one in the front row had six or seven crossbow arrows.
"kill!"
Seeing that the opportunity had come, Mu Xianjun immediately shouted. As the flag of the Mu Mansion was waved, the practitioners in the army who had been waiting to fight for a long time were like hungry tigers, darting towards the flock of sheep. Seeing that the Chinese crossbow stopped and began to counterattack, the panicked foreigners fired at random in an attempt to stop the practitioners.
It took a very short time for hundreds of practitioners in the army to cross the distance of thirty steps, but many of them were still shot. Their cultivation bases are uneven, the high ones are seven or eight ranks, and the low ones are only two or three ranks, especially those with very low cultivation bases, whose defense against bullets is not much stronger than ordinary people.
Many people fell, but many more rushed over.
Tigers join the sheep!
A strong man like a tower rushed into the line of foreigners and tore a foreigner in two with his bare hands. He opened his two arms, and then closed them violently. His two big palm-like hands closed like beating cymbals, and slapped a foreigner's head with a bang, and immediately smashed the foreigner's head into pieces of watermelon and cracked his skull. , brains flying around.
"Let them see!"
This tower-like strong man roared loudly: "How did the man kill someone!"
He swung his fist, and with a loud bang, the chest of a foreigner collapsed. He didn't know how many ribs were broken. The foreigner vomited a big mouthful of blood and then fell down. It seemed that he was dead. This strong man walks like a tiger, killing a person with one punch, like entering a land of no one.
A small leader of a foreigner led dozens of soldiers to shoot concentratedly. The strong man was only focused on killing people but couldn't avoid it. The bullet immediately punched a blood hole in his body. rainbow.
"kill!"
The strong man spat blood and gave a tiger roar, stumbled forward, grabbed the foreign leader's neck with two big hands, and then let the ground fall, he stepped on the foreigner's back with his big feet, and grabbed the foreigner with both hands. The foreigner's head was pulled up vigorously, and a head was pulled out abruptly!
"The dignity of the Han people!"
He yelled loudly: "No invasion!"
The gunshot rang out, and the big man was shot more than a dozen more times, and his body staggered down, as if a mountain fell down.