Several Chinese leaders shook their heads, but Garcia grinned and said, "Your Excellency, it's that idiot Juan!"

Garcia handed the exquisite copper telescope in his hand to Li Weijing. Li Weijing looked in the direction he indicated that there was a small square formation in the center of the Nian Army of Peking University, about 400 people. This army was composed of all the barbarians, not only the Iberians, but also the Indians and blacks with head-wrapped heads.

"Is he your companion?" Li Weijing asked. If so, then you can contact us. Mercenaries are all for money. If you can instigate such an army to fight back, you may be able to capture and kill the enemy chief.

Garcia smiled and said, "Yes, I wish I could tear him apart with my own hands!"

Li Weijing shook his head helplessly. Garcia and Juan were old acquaintances. When they were young, they fought in a mercenary regiment. However, Juan killed the original leader and set up his own business. They often met in the East, but they were all on the battlefield. In Mozambique, Garcia helped the governor of Goa and Juan helped the Omani people. In India, Juan would stand on the side of the Bangladeshis. Even in Malay, Garcia followed the Dutch orders, and Juan would appear in the Aceh army. The two hated each other and killed each other for more than ten years.

"It seems that this battle is in danger." Li Weijing couldn't help but say worriedly.

A calm voice said: "There are military tactics, and then you can die. We have few soldiers, but we have the advantage of the territory. We have supplies and strong aids, and we can attack the Southern Barbarians in half. There are many Southern Barbarians, but there are many cowardly and selfish people. We only need to rely on fortifications to defend, and only need to defend successfully once or twice, and the morale of the Southern Barbarians will decline again and lose three times. How can our army not win?"

Li Weijing looked at the man who spoke, a burly samurai with a large armor, and was the leader of the Chezhidan mercenary. Nobuma Goto and Nobuma Goto were born in Ayutthaya when they were young. Later, the Japanese participated in the civil war in Siam and chose the wrong camp. Nobuma Goto was exiled. Nobuma Goto wandered in Luzon, Brunei, and Guangnan. He was hired by Li Weijing last year. The Goto team under his command mastered the combs and fighting skills, which was the power that Li Weijing relied on the most.

"What Goto Jun is right is that he is going to be afraid." Li Weijing said embarrassedly.

Nobuma Goto said: "The Lord is in charge of the overall situation and is naturally unfamiliar with the battle formation. My Goto Team eats the king's fortune and receives the Lord's kindness. After a while, the war will begin. Please watch the Goto Team's bravery in fighting and killing the enemy!"

The sound of conch sounded, low and long. Li Weijing, who had never been in battle, felt a sensation in his heart and instinctively wanted to turn his head away. However, he felt the heavyness of his neck, raised his eyebrows and saw the iron helmet on his head. He realized that he was the core of this army. If he ran away, not only would his family business be lost, but his years of development would also be destroyed.

"No, I won't retreat. I will stand at the forefront and kill the enemy with my own hands!" Li Weijing drew out his sword and said loudly.

Many Chinese leaders were surprised that they had never seen Li Weijing so desperately. As they were talking, the Peking University Nian army moved, and more than half of the troops rushed up. The frontier was a barefoot slave spearman with only a linen covered body, holding two-tall spears, and behind them were swords and shields wearing white robes, holding swords and shields. These people were warriors of the Tianfang Cult, the real standing army.

The Peking University Nian Army had many firearms, equipped with more than a dozen Folang machines and light cannons, and there were also many mesh rope guns. The mercenaries had a professional mesh rope gun team, and the Peking University Nian native soldiers also had a 500-man mesh rope gun troops. These mesh rope gunmen were surrounded by a slave child, helping him carry mesh rope guns, fuses and loading medicines. From this perspective, these mesh rope gunmen were also the aristocratic class of Peking University Nian.

The first wave used more than half of the army and used artillery to prepare for fire. Obviously, the Peking University Nian Army was ready to fight across the Nongji River and gain an advantage.

The Nongji River is an obstacle between the two armies. The water volume of this small river is not large. Especially in this season, in the river section where both sides confront each other, the riverbed is hard rocks, not trapped in silt. The slave spearmen in the front row lost their formation at the moment of the attack order. The group of people opened their mouths and roared, raised their spears and rushed into the knee-high Nongji River, attacking desperately towards the opposite bank.

"The iron cannon is light, fifty steps to fire!"

"Murderer, fire again thirty meters!"

Nobuma Goto and Garcia issued an order to open fire near the front. The mezzanines hid behind the chest wall and fence, clamped the mezzanines in their hands, and the Chinese armed sailors who assisted them also had some mezzanines. The order they received was to open fire after the Florian mercenaries and the slashing Dan opened fire.

The slave spearmen were very fast and their morale was crazy, which was much beyond the expectations of the leader of the military congregation. The spearmen flowed onto the water and had no intention of a whole team at all, but rushed straight. The large group of people was still in the river, and more than a dozen strong slaves rushed over. Goto Nobuma and Garcia were both veterans. They knew that it was not worth wasting a volley for these people, and suppressed the desire of the medron gunman.

"Gotou, let your people make some live!" Garcia ordered.

Nobuma Goto nodded. With a wave of his hand, seven or eight archers came forward. They were more than one person tall and bows. This single bow was powerful but not far away. However, it was very powerful in the hands of the samurai. After two rounds, the archer shot down most of the spear running in front. Goto shouted and led a dozen warriors with great armor to attack and rushed into the enemy group.

Bang!

Goto blocked the spear in the enemy's hand, turned around, and the sharp Japanese sword cut open the enemy's chest and abdomen, then rushed straight and stabbed into another person's throat. The man was stabbed into the vital point, and he actually widened his blood-red eyes, grabbed Goto's head, and his fingers were clenched towards Goto's eyeballs. Fortunately, one of them was close to him and killed the man with one knife.

"Catch it alive!" Goto wondered about the enemy's madness. Hearing his subordinates shouted, he quickly put away his knife and retreated.

The prisoner captured by Goto Samurai was covered in wounds and was still fighting and shouting. He Wenxi said in surprise: "Can these people be crazy if they lose their hearts?"

Garcia said with a serious expression: "They ate A Furong!"

"A Furong?" He Wenxi asked in confusion.

Garcia explained: "It is a magical medicine of the Tianfang Cult. After taking it, it looks crazy and powerful. The key is that it does not know the pain, is afraid of death, and is extremely difficult to deal with."

He Wenxi suddenly remembered something called opium mentioned by the consul, and thought to himself that it must be A Furong.

"shooting!"

On the front line, Nobuma Goto had issued a shooting order, and the slash gunner of the dan iron cannon and the Folang machine bullets fired the first round of volleys. More than a dozen of the "madmen" who landed on the shore were killed, but the others did not respond, and were even more murderous intent inspired by the blood, and rushed up howled.

The sound of muskets burst into continuous fire, mixed with the sound of three-pound cannons splashing shotguns. The shore was beaten into a hell on earth. Various broken limbs flew over and cut elixirs and Portuguese mechanics and the Portuguese mechanics were skilled. The Portuguese divided the muskets into several teams and fired in turn, with firepower uninterrupted, while the iron cannon foot fire was carried out. After they fired volleys, they immediately retreated. The three people jointly loaded ammunition and then fired, with a very fast frequency.

The armed sailors are not so efficient. They just know how to use a comb, and their shooting looks messy, but they are so powerful that they cause heavy damage to the enemy.

The number of slave spearmen was too large and fearless, so they rushed to the fence. They were covered in blood and shook their eyes and slashed the fence. They didn't know how to avoid the spear and sword that pierced. The simple fence and low chest wall could not stop the group of madmen. They rushed into the array and stabbed them randomly, even if the internal organs flowed out, they were still unaware of it.

"Master, I'll leave it to you and Mr. Garcia. Goto is going to practice his martial arts!" Goto suddenly said to Li Weijing, and then ran to the Goto team's array.

Nobumasa Goto shouted: "Line up and use a spear!"

All the soldiers of the Goto team threw down the mezzanine and bows and arrows and picked up the prepared spears on the spot. There are two types of spears. One is a Japanese three-story spear, which is almost five meters long. It is difficult to assassinate the spears that are more than three meters long. Because the elasticity of the spears makes it impossible to aim at all, but they can be used as a carriage-rejecting rifle and slap. The other spear is only eight feet long. The spear rod is made of tropical hardwood. The spear tip is nearly two feet long and has a casing connected to the spear rod. It is not afraid of being cut off by a sharp blade.

Under the impact of the enemy, Goto team quickly formed a formation, with spears in front and three spears behind forming a square formation, and then crossed the formation from the gap. Goto's thunder-like sound sounded on the battlefield: "Side by side, protect the people around you, don't be confused, rush out and kill the southern barbarians!"

Goto teams came out in the gap and encountered the enemy assassination. The group of madmen without formations were no match in front of experienced samurai. Goto could easily pierce the enemy's throat and abdomen, while this small array became a sucking stone on the battlefield, surrounded by countless slave soldiers.

"Array!" Goto ordered loudly, forming a circular array, and all the sharp spear tips pointed to the outside. The slave soldiers rushed up and lost control. They quickly hit the spear tip and were stabbed to the heart. At this time, the second wave of attacks from the Peking University Nian Army had already arrived.

This group of attacks consisted of sword and shield warriors, musket warriors and ordinary slave spearmen. These spearmen were obviously trained and surrounded by arrays. The spears of both sides faced each other. No one dared to take the lead. They could only move the tip of the enemy's spear. With a shout, dozens of warriors with the armor of the Southern Barbarians rushed out and rolled under the enemy's spears. They used ribs and swords to crazily cut the enemy's thighs and abdomen, and fought in a rush under the spear forest. These skills of cutting pills were the short swords in their hands, constantly stabbing the enemy and then cutting their throats.

The Peking University Nian Army had never had the experience of dealing with the cleavage of the elixir. It had to retreat temporarily and leave contact. Just as it was about to dispatch a convex gunner to attack, it encountered an attack from the Portuguese mercenaries and had to shoot at it. With a roar, more than ten elephants crossing the Nongji River rushed over.

These monsters with big ears and long noses stepped on everything that was blocking their eyes, and used heavy flesh and gold-plated iron sheets covering them to resist the assassination from the spear. The archers and spear throwers on the elephant kept reaping their lives, causing the Goto team to collapse.

Seeing that Goto team blocked the strongest wave of the enemy's "crazy army", Li Weijing, who had not yet had time to celebrate, saw them collapse. He pulled an officer and said, "You must kill the elephant, otherwise we will be all done."

The officer gritted his teeth and said to the messenger beside him: "Let the turret fire and shoot the elephant, don't worry about injury!"

Soon, a low roar came from the turret, and six eight-pound shells shot towards the battlefield, crushing everything that was blocking them, whether it was the Peking University Nian Army or the Chit Dan Warriors. One of them hit the legs of an elephant, and the legs of the waist and abdomen were directly broken. In the second round of artillery, an elephant was shot by an eight-pound shell, and blood and brain matter bloomed in the rocks on the shore.

Li Weijing's group of sailors counterattacked and threw grenades one by one. Amid the explosion, the elephant fled with its tail.

Seeing the enemy retreat, Li Weijing sat on the sand, sweat soaked his linen clothes. At this moment, he was extremely glad that he won. He looked up and saw Nobuma Goto running over with murderous aura on his face. Li Weijing coughed a few times, cleared his extremely hoarse throat, and wanted to organize language explanations. After all, the shelling attacks that did not matter to our enemies just caused many deaths in the death of the elixir.

However, Goto Nobuma's words surprised Li Weijing. He had no intention of pursuing them, but said: "Master, you must not let the enemy escape back, otherwise their next attack will be heavier!"

He Wenxi looked around, and the wounded and dead bodies were everywhere on the ground, and said, "It is not advisable to pursue this time. The casualties are too great, especially your Goto team, at least half of them were... killed in battle!"

"The more you are, the less you can't show weakness!" Goto Nobuma half-kneeled on the ground and begged: "Our morale has reached the bottom, but the enemy can reorganize the morale of the army. If the enemy's aura is allowed to recover, what can we use to resist the next wave of 'crazy men' who ate A Furong?"

"It is impossible to counterattack. Goto, look at the other side. Juan has mobilized the grenade gunners to the front line. Even if the whole army attacks, we will be taken away by lead bullets. Goto, we are not lunatics, the army will collapse!" Garcia said.

Goto said: "I know, but this is not a reason for indulgence. Please let Goto Nobumasa fight. I only need thirty samurai!"

"You mean a one-on-one challenge?" Garcia understood.
Chapter completed!