With the withdrawal of the artillery, the firing of both sides came to an end. Then, as usual, it was time for the infantry to start fighting. Myanmar had more than three thousand musketeers and a group of archers ready. More than a thousand mercenaries trained according to the Portuguese military and more than two thousand native Burmese musketeers were the largest musketeers in Southeast Asia at this time. On the other hand, the Siamese musketeers were about two thousand people.
Not only that, the other forces were also ready to attack at any time. Even Narey Xuan could faintly hear the sound of elephants trumpeting. All the Siamese in Myanmar were ready to kill.
It wasn't that they didn't have cavalry. Not to mention the quality of the horses here, just based on the terrain and the situation, cavalry was useless. Cavalry needed to be maximized in the open field. Southeast Asia was full of heavy rain and dense jungles. Xiao Ruxun only brought five hundred cavalrymen and a thousand horses as a symbol. Of course, Myanmar and Siamese would not use cavalry in such a situation.
In fact, if this was really a plain, Xiao Ruxun would definitely bring a group of Nuzhen Cavalrymen and Liao's Eastern Han Cavalrymen here. First, they would use firearms to drive away the elephant soldiers, and then let Li Rusong, the valiant cavalryman, lead the cavalrymen to fight fiercely. It was not a dream to destroy Myanmar in one battle, and they would not have to walk in the mud like now. Of course, if this was really the case, Myanmar would have been destroyed long ago.
Looking at the Myanmar side, Min Qide lined up the musketeers and archers to prepare for long-range attacks. The melee troops sharpened their swords followed closely behind. Narey Xuan also immediately deployed his own musketeers and archers. He planned to stop one wave of attacks and then withdraw to the second line of defense. He didn't want to waste too much energy here. There were a lot of traps waiting for the Burmese to trigger to buy more time.
The musketeers of the two armies were close to a critical distance. They could see the white smoke on each other's muskets.
"Open fire!!"
No one knew who shouted the first order to attack. The two armies began to shoot at each other. They used the classic three-stage shooting method. They lined up and shot at each other. They shot up and down. Lead flew everywhere. Then, some archers rushed to the front and shot at the front. Narey Xuan's archers directly stood on the high ground and shot at the Burmese army. The range was longer and the rain of arrows was denser. Together with the flintlocks, they dealt a heavy blow to the Burmese army.
Both sides had people falling down at every moment. Every time there was a gunshot, there would be people falling down and dying. The smoke of gunpowder gradually filled the entire battlefield. No one was giving way to the other, and no one was retreating. In the end, they were relying on their willpower to hold on and see who would be the first to break down.
This time, it seemed that the Siamese army collapsed first. The artillery that had retreated to an unknown place suddenly appeared again. They fired at the Burmese army and then quickly retreated. The musketeers and archers all retreated, leaving the line of defense open. The chaotic Burmese army did not have time to chase after them. By the time they regrouped and could chase after them, the Siamese army had already run far away.
Min Qide was furious. He reprimanded Luochai for not regrouping in time to chase after the enemy. He then ordered Luochai to lead the vanguard to charge forward. He personally led the musketeers and archers to follow closely behind. After being reprimanded, Luochai was depressed and unhappy. He immediately led his army to cross the hill to chase after the Siamese army. In the end, after a few steps, a large number of Burmese soldiers fell into the pit that the Siamese had dug in advance.
Luochai was lucky and did not touch it. However, the 1,000 soldiers in the vanguard suffered a calamity. Three to five hundred people fell into the pit and died on the spot. The sharp wooden thorns placed in the pit pierced through their hearts. There were a few who were unlucky and the wooden thorns came out of their mouths and directly pierced through the back of their heads. They couldn't be more dead.
As for the luckier ones, they had their arms and legs pierced through and were lying on the ground, howling in agony. Only a few lucky ones fell between the thorns and the thorns and luckily didn't lose their lives. Looking at the horrifying craters, Luocai broke out in cold sweat and called Min Qide over. Min Qide was also shocked and broke out in cold sweat.
How could they chase after them on such a large scale? Who knew how many more pits there were in front of them?
There was a psychological shadow in the hearts of the Burmese soldiers that was difficult to get rid of. This shadow directly caused the main force of the Burmese army to not dare to pursue quickly. Even when they looked at the no man's land in front of them, they felt a chill down their spine. To be honest, even Min Qide felt scared.
What to do? Force the soldiers to move forward? No! How could the main force suffer such a useless loss? It was impossible for Min Qide to agree, so he rolled his eyes and picked one hundred of the lowest status people from the odd-job troops. He had the flintlock squad point their guns at them and ordered them to stand in a line and charge forward with an indomitable momentum. They were not allowed to stop, and if they dared not run, they would immediately be shot to death!
The odd-job soldiers were all former captives or criminals who had been conscripted as punishment. Their purpose was to serve the main fighting force or to reduce the casualties of the main fighting force. Now was the time for them to die. However, they were also humans. Who would be willing to die? Thus, they cried and did not want to move forward. In a rage, Luochai ordered the odd-job troops to open fire. After a round of fire, the hundred people were all dead. Then, he pulled another hundred people and asked them if they wanted to run.
Seeing the miserable state of the hundred people in front of them, the hundred people began to think. If they did not run, they would definitely die. If they ran, there may be a glimmer of hope. Thus, the choice was very clear.
Lining up in a row, they scampered forward, yelling and screaming as they ran to counteract the fear in their hearts. They ran faster than they had ever run in their lives, until they were far enough away that Luo Cai could no longer see them. But there was still no large crater. It was as if the crater only existed here, and there was no more ahead. The hundred over people looked as if they were about to run out of this wasteland, but they were still perfectly fine.
Luochai looked at Min Qide in confusion. Min Qide was also confused at first. However, after thinking about it, his face turned red and he waved his hand furiously.
"Chase!! All troops go!! "
He had already realized Na Rui Xuan's methods.
To create an atmosphere of fear, forcing him and his soldiers to not dare to immediately pursue, fearing that there would be other ambushes. In fact, they had only been here for a little more than a day. No matter how much overtime they worked, they would definitely not be able to dig out the pits in the wilderness! This was a trap! A scam! A scam to buy time for them to reorganize their troops!
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