The sharpness of the Ming people's firearm made the chasing chasm complain.

At this time, more than 30 cavalry had been killed and killed by his cavalry, and most of the Ming people had escaped into the mountains and forests.

This made Ruan Youjing feel so angry that she was itchy, but she had no choice but to do anything about it.

"How could this Mingren's artillery be so sharp?" Ruan Youjing couldn't help but become angry, and the Mingren's artillery in front of him kept rushing towards his cavalry.

From time to time, accompanied by a wave of muskets and arrow clusters, they have repelled several charges one after another.

"General, the Ming people are condescending, and the firearms are fierce again. Our cavalry has weak fighting horses and it is very difficult to run up the hillside. In addition, the Ming people's muskets and lead bullets are constantly attacking, and they cannot attack for a while." A cavalryman from Guangnan looked at the hill in front of him and said helplessly.

"Damn it, I would have known that the Red-haired Ghost's cannons should have been transported here." Ruan Youjing was so angry that he was too aggressive, and even the subsequent infantry did not wait. The bronze cannons that were originally towed by mules, horses and chariots were now all in the front camp.

Of course, what made Ruan Youjing even more crazy was that after he had been chasing Mingren for so long, the French army in the camp did not catch up.

If the infantry of the French army arrived, they could completely eat this elite Ming people's firearm unit by relying on their number of people. As a result, the French army was not there for a long time, which made Ruan Youjing so that the precious cavalry would die.

"Continue to go up, the Ming people's son cannon guns are almost used up." Ruan Youjing gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart.

In fact, this is no wonder that the Ming people attacked the foreign army camp and almost set fire to the entire rear camp. It was too late for the foreign soldiers to put out the fire, so how could they go out to pursue the foreign army at night?

Suddenly, a lead bullet hit Ruan Youjing's mount directly.

"Bang!" A heavy muffled sound came, and a blood groove was made on the mud in an instant.

Yipan's personal soldiers were also frightened by the sudden shells.

You know, they are at least half a mile away from the hill where the Ming people are located.

The range of the Folang machine cannon is not far, and Ruan Youjing is not stupid either, so he naturally stands far away. But who would have thought that even this was the case, he was hit by the Ming people's shells.

"General." The cavalry on the side hurried forward and lifted the already bloody war horse.

Ruan Youjing was lucky. The lead bullet weighed several pounds and hit the front thigh of the war horse. The huge impact directly lifted the war horse. Ruan Youjing was also pressed under the war horse.

Ruan Youjing felt dizzy and had already lost consciousness on her lower body. Several personal soldiers hurriedly helped him up.

"The general is injured, hurry up, take the general back." A cavalry general said hurriedly when he saw it.

The cavalry, who had been suffocated by the Ming army's artillery fire and muskets, also retreated from the battlefield.

The Ming people naturally didn't know that this gun hit a great figure. Seeing that the cavalry had actually retreated, they hurriedly took the cannons out of the battlefield.

Not far south of the Fanren Camp, several large bonfires, flames rose several feet long, and black smoke rushed straight into the sky, and the air was filled with a disgusting burnt smell. It was the Zhenla army that was dealing with the bodies of the soldiers of the two armies.

The foreign army paid a huge price in this battle, losing more than 500 foreign soldiers. The 5,000 stone of grain reserved in the rear camp was burned by the Ming people, and countless supplies and chariots were damaged.

"Our army has only enough food and grass to store for five days. If we want to persist, we must send three times more manpower to transport food and grass from the firewood sticks." The general in charge of logistics and military supplies said helplessly.

In order to maintain the supply of food and grass for the army, the firewood sticks have mobilized tens of thousands of people, hundreds of battle elephants, thousands of baggage vehicles and wooden boats. They set off from both water and land. It took more than half a month to accumulate so much food and grass. After a night, they were almost burned by the Ming army. They were really crying without tears.

Ruan Youjing, who was chasing Mingren last night, was also injured by Mingren's artillery fire. Although her injuries were not very serious, she had to be recuperated on the couch for ten days and half a month.

For a moment, the entire French army was filled with a sense of loss and decay.

The last night attack by the Ming army failed to destroy Lu Gongche, so they had to withdraw to the city to rest.

Since the Ming people attacked at night, they hurriedly evacuated, most of the dead bodies were not taken back, but left there.

The night attack of the Ming people made Niu Wu grit his teeth in anger, so he ordered the foreign soldiers to behead all the more than 300 Ming people's corpses left on the battlefield, and his heads were made into Jingguan and placed directly under the city.

This made the Ming army soldiers who were guarding the city furious.

"The foreign people bullied me too much." Wang Shi looked at the Ming people's heads piled up under the city, and couldn't help but glared at the wide open, his teeth trembling.

"Sir, give me three hundred soldiers, I'll go down and kill these foreigners with a piece of armor." A general could no longer bear it and told Chen Shangchuan.

"Everyone calm down. Now the food and grass in the foreign army camp has been burned by our army. The foreign army under the city will not last for a few days. If the troops sent to the foreign army at this critical moment, they hit the foreign army's thoughts." Chen Shangchuan shook his head. He was also seeing the blood and blood surged, but he still chose to endure it.

"Can we just watch our brother's body betrayed by these people." Wang Shi said angrily.

"General Wang, you are guarding this Nongnai City. There are tens of thousands of people in the city. Every drop of blood flowed by our soldiers is shed by the people. If you cannot defend the city, then the trampled ones will not be the corpses of the hundreds of soldiers in front of you." Chen Shangchuan shouted sternly.

After hearing this, all the soldiers remained silent.

Due to the night attacks of the night people, the deployment of the French army was disrupted and even burned the army's supplies and food. The French army under the city had never attacked the city for several days.

Just a mud wall was built along Lu Gongche, and the mud wall was used as a barrier to attack.

For several days, the foreigners had not attacked, but gave Ming people time to cultivate.

In the Qianhai camp, Li Shi held a banquet to celebrate the victory of the night attack.

He also invited all the few people in the camp to come over and held a military and civilian party.

It has been several years since the Ming people arrived in Dongpu, and no one has ever mentioned the celebration banquet and invited the people to come together.

The military and civilian party mentioned by the Ming army in Luzon made the Qianhai camp generals who were present feel very new.

However, due to the siege for more than one month, the whole village was in short supply.

So I simply followed the way of eating the pot of the Luzon Ming army.

A big pot was set up in the village.

He ordered people to specially pick up good mountain spring water from the distant mountains, pour it into a pot, and then sprinkle it into a spice bag specially used for the field battle of the Luzon Ming army.

The so-called spice pack is a product that Liu Yu specifically considers logistics supply and systematizes the military's food when fighting in the field.

The seasoning pack contains the required sea salt, spices and even some Chinese herbs, and is wrapped with resin-coated waterproof paper.

When the army in the wild camping, you only need to set up a big pot, put the meat dishes in the army, and sprinkle them with special spice bags to make a delicious pot of broth.

Not only can the soldiers take a bite of hot food in time and quickly recover their physical strength, but they can also remove dampness and heat and restore vitality.

Thanks to the Ming court's location in the South Ocean, relying on the convenient conditions of the South Ocean, it is much more convenient to obtain spices than the mainland. The convenient shipping of the four-sea merchant ships has also reduced the price of spices a lot. The Ming army can prepare such a precious seasoning.
Chapter completed!