Now, these BeiJian troops are exposed to the muzzle of muzzles.

"Shoot! Shoot!! Shoot from the shooting hole!!!

A musket emerged from the pre-set shooting hole and then opened fire together.

"Bang!!"

A neat platoon of guns rang out, and a row of lead bullets rushed towards the Baekje army opposite. The Baekje army sergeant who was competing with the barbed wire mesh only felt that he had been hit by a hammer, and then his strength slowly disappeared. Then he fell to the ground and began to put a return lantern for a lifetime in his mind.

"What? Is this the Han tyrant art that the prince of the hatred mentioned before?"

"Bang!!"

Because there were only one hundred musketeers, these people were not allowed to shoot, so the frequency of gunfire was very slow.

But although it was slow, every round of ferry can take away the lives of twenty or thirty Baekje soldiers.

After all, it is difficult to shoot a musket that is placed in the shooting hole to shoot smoothly.

"Quick! Shield!"

Ji Xuan wanted the shield to block the musket, but unfortunately, when the shield was pushed up, the shield soldier was frightened to find that the shield in his hand could not block the magic on the opposite side.

In fact, just by thinking about it, you can understand that these BeiJian shields were originally used to defend against arrows, and they could not block the bombardment of muskets at a distance of thirty steps.

Even the rigid and soft shield made of composite materials in the Ming Dynasty could only resist muskets at a distance of 40 or 50 steps. Even pure wooden shields like Baekje Army were not even more so.

Therefore, when another row of guns was bombarded, many shield soldiers were so angry that they vomited blood and fell to the ground, and the shield naturally fell to the ground.

"hateful!"

Ji Xuan secretly complained that from the beginning of the war to the present, no less than 500 people have been lost to the Han army.

This is thanks to the Han army's constant defense. If it is a field battle, such losses can already cause the BeiJian army to collapse.

"What is that?"

"It's the Han people's ship! The Han people's ship!!"

A scream made Ji Xuan look at the sea behind the pier, and he sure saw dozens of black dots.

Because Ji Xuan couldn't see clearly what it was without a telescope, but just by thinking about it, you can tell that those must be reinforcements from the Han people.

"Tell the king when the Han people come to help, should they advance or retreat?"

When Xiao Gu got the news, he said without thinking, "Now our entire BeiJie army is here, even ghosts and gods cannot let us take a step back!"

"But the king, General Ji Xuan has lost more than 500 people..."

What?

The loss of 500 people is enough to be a feature in the Baekje National History Book.

"boom!!"

"boom!!!"

Hum? Thunder?

Xiao Gu looked at the sky to the west, wanting to see if it was going to rain.

puff!

Hurry ~

But I saw a wooden fence that seemed to be hit by some wild beast, and it fell down.

What's the situation?

On the sea, several warships lined up and fired fire at the port wall with Baekje flags.

Several troop transport ships accelerated their speed toward the dock, and teams of sergeants from the Seventh Army lined up, waiting to land.

"Boom! Boom them to death!" Gan Shi laughed at the collapsed port wall.

"Master, leave here quickly. Our place is too high and you may be hit by mistake."

"What? Go quickly! Go quickly! The military solution in Taoism is not like this!"

When a group of soldiers of the Seventh Army stepped onto the land of Baekje and broke out from the earth wall, the end of the Incheon Port offensive and defensive battle was decided.

Guo Yin held a short gun in one hand and waved a horizontal knife in the other. When he saw the Baekje army knocking it over with one shot, then stepped forward and took off his head with one knife, and then pounced on the next one, just like an evil ghost rushing to eat.

"Kill!"

"Kill the enemy!!"

"Where is Ji Xuan? Where is Ji Xuan??"

Xiao Gu looked at the sergeant who had escaped from the port and shouted anxiously.

"General...the general seems to be buried in the city wall."

"What?"

The smell of gunpowder rushed into Xiao Gu's nose, and he felt a little dizzy while covering his head. Could it be that Baekje is about to perish in his own hands?

"King, go quickly, the Han army has come here."

"Stop! Block them!!"

"I can't stop them. They are so powerful. We will die as soon as we lift our hands. They know magic! Come on, resist the king!"

"No! I can't leave, get on! Kill the Han Dog! Kill the Han Dog!!"

Xiao Gu shouted loudly, but his shouting could not stop the Baekje army from retreating at all.

"Xiao Jing, the commander of the Third Battalion of the 7th Army of the Second Army of the Great Han Dynasty, greets Commander Gan!"

"Hmm? The old man from Red Star Camp?" Gan Shi looked at the Red Star badge on Xiao Jing's chest and smiled and flicked it.

"Yes, from the old camp!" Xiao Jing proudly thrust his chest.

"It's just right. Baekje attacked our Han delegation repeatedly. In the words of the battalion, it means that the uncle can tolerate it, and the aunt can't!

You will immediately chase and kill them until their royal city. At that time, reinforcements from Silla will cooperate with you to attack the city.

The Baekje royal family, no one left!"

"promise!"

Xiao Jing bowed and replied, then turned around and ordered "Shit the Fourth Qu and the patients to stay, and the rest of the people will follow me!"

——Folicheng

"The hatred leader, it's not good! It's not good! The king is defeated, and the Han army is coming!"

Gur walked into the house anxiously and said to the hatred leader who was lying on the bed to raise soldiers.

The hatred leader sat up in panic and said in disbelief, "How is it possible? My father brought five thousand soldiers and horses there!"

"The reinforcements from the Han people have arrived, and I don't know the specific situation. The problem now is what we should do with Baekje!"

"This...this...or why don't we ask for peace with the Han people?"

Goul shook his head.

Ask for sum?

Where is Baekje qualified and?

Baekje can decide whether the war will begin, but the end is the final decision of only the great man.

"Qiu Son, you are the prince of our Baekje. Now, you have to take on the responsibility of the prince!"

"Uncle, what should I do?"

"You immediately ride your horse, bring the most loyal warriors and money, and hide in Mingsheng Mountain!

Mingsheng Mountain is where we started our home in Baekje, where our patron saint is ours.

If the Han people really want to destroy us, Baekje, you go and ask our protector to let disasters come to this land!

Han people come from afar, and they will not stay for a long time. When the disaster strikes, the Han people will leave. Then you are going down the mountain to restore the country!

Do you understand?"

"Uncle, is there no other way?"

Goul shook his head.

way?

There was no way to attack the Han delegation from that damn Guozhen.

By the way! The Baccarat is at this point, it’s all the fat man’s fault!

Gul asked Qiu Sheng to leave quickly, and then walked into the death row with a knife.

When Guer walked out of the prison gate with blood, before Xiao Gu returned to the city, news of Silla's invasion spread to the city first.

Are the Silla people coming?

Still under the banner of rescuing the angels of Han?
Chapter completed!