Just when the little leader of the peasant army was feeling regretful, a few more scattered arrows fell intermittently in front of his sight.

But still none of them hit anything, some even fell into the river, and only one stuck in the low wooden wall where the officers and soldiers took shelter.

The little leader of the peasant army shouted casually: "You're so damn stupid."

The small leader of the peasant army was obviously a little surprised by the poor shooting skills of his companions.

His experience and knowledge are not enough to understand how difficult it is to shoot accurately on a moving and bumpy vehicle!

He didn't even know that if the companions with him at this time had such good shooting skills, they would definitely be veterans among veterans, but how could such archers be consumed as the vanguard of the army!

At this time, the officers and soldiers on the south bank of Sheepskin Beach were still surprisingly quiet.

Not even a complete human figure can be seen on the entire shore, only a few standing figures and a few cavalry can be seen at a high point slightly behind.

Through the iron helmets holding bird guns pointed at the sections of low wooden walls on the shore, the small leader of the peasant army could tell that there were about five or six people behind each section of wooden walls, but no one moved, let alone anyone.

Walking around on the shore.

Further back, there seems to be a slightly higher wooden wall, but there are no human heads visible on these wooden walls, only the shining spear tips.

What's even more unusual is that there are obviously many officers and soldiers here, but there are very few flags. Even there is only one large square flag flying at that height.

If he hadn't known that this was Xiangyang where the official army was guarding, the small leader of the peasant army would have almost thought that the army on the opposite side was a foreign force. Anyway, it didn't look like the official army of the Ming Dynasty.

Li Ping was not worried about the enemy's bows and arrows.

He equipped all the musketry soldiers in the first row with iron helmets (but no armor, because it would seriously interfere with the musketry soldiers' shooting movements). In addition, there was a wooden wall bunker. Cannon fodder-level enemies would have to be injured if they wanted to.

These cannon soldiers can only rely on luck.

Those gun soldiers obviously understood or were understood this truth, so even though most of them were new recruits, they were able to maintain discipline well.

At this moment, the little leader of the peasant army suddenly felt nervous. He had fought in many wars, and he had never encountered such a situation before. His heart was beating incessantly.

Shouldn't the enemy have fired guns and arrows long ago?

I'll let you fight one round on flat ground, and if you have the ability, you can fight two rounds in water. Anyway, you won't hurt many people, just a few more unlucky ones. Then we can fight hand to hand. Grandpa promises to teach you cowards.

What is courage in the officers and soldiers?

But why are the enemies so quiet this time? Don't they have firearms and bows and arrows?

It shouldn’t be! Aren’t those people holding it?

This is so weird! My mother, what on earth are you doing?

The little peasant leader never imagined that a silent enemy could make people so nervous.

It was getting closer and closer, so close that the little leader of the peasant army could clearly see the faces of the officers and soldiers under the iron helmets, the pairs of equally nervous eyes, and the sparks shining on the muskets.

The small leader of the peasant army suddenly found that he didn't know what to do. He wanted to shout but finally didn't.

Due to the "long" time of paddling forward, he no longer had the urge to shout at the beginning. He just wanted to hurry up and end this long time on the water as soon as possible.

In the end, he just held the small wooden shield in his left hand tightly in front of him.

At this time, the raft's forward speed also seemed to be much slower.

Several companions on his left and right also raised their heads and stared forward for a long time. The other guy with a shield had already raised his shield to his chest, holding a small wooden board in one hand and paddling gently in the water.

Suddenly, a companion from behind started shouting "Kill...Kill!"

Soon, the people around him started shouting too, and the small leader of the peasant army and his companions on the sheepskin raft also started shouting.

The raft, which had slowed down, began to pick up again.

The little leader of the peasant army felt his blood begin to surge upwards, and courage and passion seemed to return to his body. He also shouted.

"Boo-boo-boo"

A long, sharp voice suddenly sounded from the officers and soldiers.

This was a strange sound that all the peasant soldiers had never heard before, and then the entire official army heard this strange "beep" and "beep" sound everywhere.

That was the sound of whistles sounding one after another.

In the astonishment of the small leader of the peasant army, he clearly saw the sparks on the bird guns in front of him suddenly being driven into the gun, and then pieces of fire flashed, followed by a thundering "bang bang" sound.

All the crazy shouts were completely interrupted at this moment by the sudden sound of gunfire, and the little leader of the peasant army subconsciously shrank under the shield.

Ah...ah...

After the gunfire, bursts of piercing screams suddenly exploded in the ears of the peasant army leader.

It was the most violent scream of human beings, and one of the voices seemed to have escaped the wind.

When the little leader of the peasant army raised his head, a visibly charming face appeared in front of him. It was another companion holding a shield.

At this time, a huge hole appeared on the left side of this familiar face, and half of the gums and mouth were bloody and exposed, like half a skull. Then the remaining half of the left face was being opened.

He held it close to the man's ear and fanned it.

That's where the sound like air leakage comes from.

In the daze of the peasant army leader, the companion whose face had been opened looked at him with despair. At the same time, one hand was still trying to touch the mutilated face, while the other hand firmly grasped his arm.

The face of the peasant army leader immediately turned pale, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his clothes.

He looked around and found that the other two companions were also there, each holding their necks and chests and screaming loudly. The other two companions were nowhere to be seen. They may have been knocked into the water.

The little leader of the peasant army quickly looked down at himself, and he seemed to be still intact.

"It's not safe here."

This was the thought that suddenly occurred to the little leader of the peasant army.

Soon enough, the leader of the peasant army suddenly broke away from his companion who was hit in the face, and then jumped directly into the water.

It’s so cold!

This is the feeling the little leader of the peasant army felt the moment he entered the water.

Because he was too anxious, he completely sank into the water and struggled for a while before he stood up.

Fortunately, the river water was not deep, just above his waist, but the cold river water still made him shiver all over.

Then, he was embarrassed to find that his sword and shield were gone. Hesitating, he took a few steps forward with inertia, but found that it was really difficult to move forward in the water.

He needs to find a weapon.

The little leader of the peasant army thought of the raft he was sitting on.

But after scanning left and right, I found that the raft had drifted far down the river, and there was no one on it.

Just when he was at a loss, another sound of blunderbuss sounded.

But this time it was much messier and the sound was much weaker. The officers and soldiers had obviously finished loading and were firing randomly.

"I'm fine again!"

The little leader of the peasant army said something in his mind.

While he was rejoicing, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he seemed to be pushed hard by something, and his whole body fell backwards and fell into the river.

He wanted to struggle, but found that he had no strength, and his whole body was shaking and contracting violently.

He wanted to shout, but the river water choked him directly into his lungs, and he couldn't even cough it out.

Finally, the little leader of the peasant army opened his eyes in the water and saw the sky through the water and the bubbles spitting from his mouth to the water one by one, just like a fish.

Before his consciousness completely darkened, the little leader of the peasant army thought, this is what the sky looks like when viewed from below the water!

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From a high place, Li Ping saw things very clearly.

Among the various types of vehicles used by the enemy, bamboo rafts are the least sturdy and stable, and sheepskin rafts are the least. This is probably because a sheepskin raft requires at least six sheepskins, and most require nine, but such a high-end vehicle

There are not many people seated.

Although there can't be more people sitting on the bamboo rafts, at least it is easily available, unlike sheepskin, which is absolutely in short supply.

This made the enemy troops crossing the river look very powerful, but in fact, there were not many enemies carried on the rafts and sheepskin rafts.

Then, the enemy troops were completely unorganized on the water or probably didn't know how to organize them, so that during the process of crossing the river of nearly a thousand meters, the enemy's various rafts and wooden rafts were completely scattered.

When a small number of them began to enter the shooting range of the officers and soldiers' cannons, most of them were still struggling slowly behind, and some even made it less than a hundred meters.

As the cannon soldiers commanded by Ma Yong fired a volley, a long line of smoke rose from the river bank below (the smoke produced by the crude gunpowder in this era was very large), but the wind quickly blew away the smoke.

And everything will soon become clear again.

Sunny weather, slow targets, suitable wind direction and strength, and enemies not wearing heavy armor, this is definitely an ideal hunting ground for primary firearms.

The enemy generals did not put heavily armored elites into the front line. They may have felt that it was inappropriate to consume them in this way. Of course, they may also have felt that loading heavily armored soldiers in these small river-crossing vehicles would greatly reduce the density of troop investment.

But no matter what the enemy general's considerations were, this turned out to be a great blessing to the new recruits and musketeers of the army.

In fact, the effect of the first fire fired by the officers and soldiers was not ideal.

At such a close distance, more than 200 bird cannons (some of the cannon soldiers were used as backup) only knocked down a dozen enemy soldiers.

This is due to the over-nervousness of the new shooters, the lack of experience of the junior commanders, and of course the problem that there are indeed a few enemies rushing to the nearest side, so many people are aiming at the sheepskin raft rushing at the front.
To be continued...