Na Ruixuan felt that his luck had probably run out. In the previous war to restore his country, history had continued to smile at him, allowing him to restore his country and become the country's heroic emperor. But now, it seemed that history had suddenly stopped smiling at him and was waiting for him. It was as if he had done something wrong, causing him to be at a loss as to what to do.
Looking at the soldiers who kept dying in front of him, looking at the soldiers who kept advancing bravely even after death, Na Ruixuan's heart was bleeding. Many of these soldiers were companions who had followed him since the beginning of the war. They were his countrymen or followers. They kept advancing, fighting, dying, and spilling their blood on this land.
The enemy's strength and bravery were already expected. Na Ruixuan never dared to underestimate Min Qide, but Min Qide's fighting skills still deeply shocked Na Ruixuan. He rode the war elephant and advanced bravely. He didn't retreat even though he was the commander. Instead, he led the charge and used his spear to knock down one brave Siamese soldier after another. It was as if he was invincible. Even the siege of three war elephants couldn't defeat him. Instead, he killed them one by one.
It had been almost four hours since the start of the war. They fought from morning to afternoon. Both the Siamese and Burmese soldiers had used up most of their energy, but the war was still going on. The 100,000 Burmese soldiers pressed forward, and the 50,000 elite Siamese soldiers pressed forward. The two sides fought desperately in this narrow area. The small hill became a battleground for both sides. Whoever occupied the small hill had the advantage of high ground and could shoot at the enemy.
The Siamese and Burmese teams fought repeatedly for the small hill. Then, they would shoot at the enemy from the top of the hill, which dealt a blow to the enemy's formation. The enemy did not want to be outdone. Under the protection of the sword and shield soldiers, they bravely rushed up the small hill and fought with the enemy until they took back the hill. Such a small hill actually became an intense battlefield of flesh and blood.
After all, the Siamese didn't have many soldiers. Even though they moved forward bravely, they couldn't offset the Burmese's advantage in numbers. The Burmese kept attacking, tearing apart the Siamese's defense line made of flesh and blood. They moved forward step by step, compressing the Siamese's fighting space again and again. From the beginning of the battle four hours ago, the Siamese had retreated a long distance. The Burmese's entire defense line was suppressed by the Burmese, and it seemed very difficult.
What made Narexuan's heart ache the most was that when he used the cannons to reduce the pressure on the front line, the Burmese elephant soldiers suddenly turned around and attacked. The soldiers along the way didn't defend in time and suffered heavy losses. More than ten cannons and many cannoneers died under the hooves of the elephants, causing the Siamese's firepower to suddenly weaken. A big hole was created in the front line, and Narexuan personally led the soldiers to block it. They fought desperately to stabilize the front line and continued the confrontation.
However, how long could such a confrontation last? When would the Ming Army who promised to come to support come back? Where was the Ming Army now?
He didn't know.
He didn't know the Ming Army's movement for a whole morning. The messengers he sent didn't come back to report, either. The Ming Army didn't show any signs of life, as if it had completely disappeared. Did the Heavenly Kingdom's army really want to trick me and let me be completely wiped out here? What good would it do them if I was completely wiped out? Did their thirty thousand soldiers really have the confidence to fight against the two hundred thousand Burmese soldiers?
This wasn't scientific, and it wasn't logical.
Narexuan couldn't figure out what was the benefit of the Ming Army not doing anything. If the Ming Army wouldn't do nothing, then the only reason was that the Ming Army hadn't arrived at the battlefield yet. They must have been delayed by something on the way, so they hadn't arrived yet.
But yesterday, they said that they would arrive in one day. What was the problem that caused them to be delayed until now? Could it be that the Burmese army, which was prepared in advance, took a detour and stopped them? It was very possible! The Burmese also knew the surrounding terrain. They had penetrated Siam's territory countless times. It was absolutely possible that they took a detour to the front of the Ming Army and attacked the Ming Army, delaying the Ming Army's footsteps. It should be known that Min Qide was now so evil that he could even do something like a night attack.
Narexuan didn't have any confidence in Min Qide's moral concept. The face-to-face confrontation was also very limited. If Min Qide not only wanted to fight head-on, but he also wanted to disrupt Narexuan's arrangement from the side, then he would really be in danger. Once these fifty thousand elite soldiers were completely wiped out, then it would be difficult for him to recover his strength within five years. It should be known that other than Burma, Siam still had many enemies to fight!
How could it be possible without these elite soldiers?
But seeing the elite soldiers die in battle one by one, losing their lives one by one, both familiar and unfamiliar, how could he be relieved?
No matter how hard he fought, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't slow down this trend.
Commander Xiao, where the hell are you?
As if in response to Narexuan's call, in his field of vision, in the direction of the Burmese camp, there was suddenly billowing black smoke, accompanied by bursts of explosions.
This …
As the range of the thick smoke expanded, and the sound became louder and louder, the attention of the Burmese and Siamese who were fighting on the battlefield couldn't help but be attracted. Min Qide also turned his head in surprise and looked at the location of his camp. There, billowing black smoke rose into the sky. From time to time, there were bursts of explosions, as if there were tens of thousands of people shouting.
Min Qide's eyes widened. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
This was nothing strange. Under the leadership of Zhao Hu, the Ming Army's cavalry successfully broke into the Burmese's camp, which was lightly defended. As if they had entered an uninhabited land, they held torches and entered. After entering, they directly threw various tents and rations, which were set ablaze. Then, they took out burning cans filled with kerosene, lit them up, and threw them at the various wooden sheds. Every time they threw them, they also set them ablaze. There were even cavalrymen with swords running amok in the camp, killing anyone they saw. They turned the originally peaceful camp into a mess.
If this was just the beginning, then the chaos broke out when a Ming soldier threw a burning can into the Burmese gunpowder warehouse. A burning can was thrown in, and with a loud bang, the whole gunpowder warehouse exploded. The sound was so loud that it shook the sky, and the airwaves spread for dozens of meters. Even a few unlucky Ming Army cavalrymen were blown off their horses by the airwaves, and the unlucky ones directly fell to their deaths …
With this as a sign, the Burmese camp began to be in chaos. A large number of handymen realized that this was a great opportunity. From the moment the first handyman saw a saber fall at his feet, they realized that this was their chance. Most of the Burmese soldiers guarding the arsenal were dead, or they were just a few insignificant people who were not a threat. The enemy's attack came at the right time. Not only did it bring disaster to Burmese, but it also brought them an opportunity.
Picking up the saber, a large group of people gathered together and glared at the few insignificant people. Those Burmese soldiers who were at a loss were still confused. Suddenly, they saw a group of handymen surrounding them. Their expressions were not right, and their eyes were fierce. They seemed to have understood something.
These handymen rushed forward and killed the few remaining Burmese soldiers. Then, they rushed into the arsenal to choose the weapons they liked. In groups, they killed their way to the east or west. They were all captives who were captured by the barbaric dragons and barbaric people. They had their own hometowns, and they did not want to let the Burmese live well. At the same time, they wanted to go home. Therefore, people from the same hometowns gathered together and killed their way out.
There were also some who had a grudge against the Burmese, and they finally found a chance to take revenge. Holding blood-dripping sabers, they looked for Burmese soldiers to kill in the camp. They vented all the anger that they had suppressed for years.
Zhao Hu and the cavalry of the Ming Army had already found the Burmese army's food camp. They attacked it and set it on fire. Seeing the raging fire and the fragrance of food, they knew that they had achieved their goal. Since that was the case, they did not stay any longer. Zhao Hu released a green signal flare into the sky. The green smoke was very conspicuous in the sky.
Xiao Ruxun and Yuan Huang saw the smoke and knew that Zhao Hu's troops had succeeded. The Burmese camp had been destroyed, and the Burmese's war potential had been completely destroyed. Next, it would only take a short moment to clean up the Burmese army.
The sudden change stunned Na Ruixuan and Min Qide. Na Ruixuan's heart was suddenly filled with ecstasy, while Min Qide's heart was as cold as ice.
What was going on? What had happened? How could this be? What had happened in the camp?
These questions kept popping up in Min Qide's heart.
He didn't even know what he should do now. He was stunned and couldn't move at all. He only felt that his body was cold, and he couldn't feel anything at all.
Because of this ecstatic feeling, Na Ruxuan didn't move at all and missed a great opportunity.
But just because he missed it, it didn't mean that the Ming army would miss it too. Xiao Ruxun seized the opportunity and ordered the artillerymen to move forward quickly under the protection of the swordsmen and shields. A hundred cannons were the first to be lined up, right behind the Siamese army. They passed by the Siamese camp which was empty, and under the surprised gazes of some Siamese and Spanish, the Ming army's gunners were ready to fire.
"Fire!!!"
The commander gave the order to fire.
One hundred cannons roared at the same time. The cannonballs flew over the Siamese army's head and fell at a high speed towards the Burmese army. Then, they exploded.
Rocks and lead were flying everywhere. A large number of Burmese soldiers were stunned by the sudden round of bombardment. They were not prepared for it at all. However, this was only the beginning. Then, the second round, the third round, and the third round of bombardment destroyed the Burmese army. Many Siamese soldiers were injured or even killed by the lead.
Xiao Ruxun didn't care at all. After the third round of bombardment, the cannons in the first round retreated. The second round moved forward, still one hundred cannons. One, two, three rounds of bombardment, and another three rounds of bombardment, further destroying the Burmese army. The Burmese were forced to retreat instinctively and flee in all directions. Not only the people, but the elephants were also frightened. No matter how they trained, instinctive fear was difficult to deal with. When the cannonballs exploded around the elephants, and the elephants were hit by the lead bullets and stones, it was hard for them not to go crazy.
Therefore, the elephant soldiers also began to retreat uncontrollably. They trampled on each other without distinguishing between friend and foe. To make matters worse, the Burmese army finally collapsed.
However, it wasn't over yet. The third round of bombardment was ready. Xiao Ruxun found that the Burmese army began to retreat. Xiao Ruxun ordered the cannons to move forward and extend the bombardment until they reached the back of the Siamese army. Under the terrified gazes of the Siamese, the cannons stopped firing. One round, two rounds, three rounds.
After the third round of bombardment, Xiao Ruxun looked at the situation and realized that the Burmese army had lost the will to fight. The attack from the front and back of the Ming Army caused the Siamese army to retreat. Even though the cannons of the Ming Army didn't hit the back of the Burmese army, the retreat of the front and middle troops had already destroyed the back of the army. Regardless of the consequences, the Burmese army had collapsed and was no longer a threat. There was no need to waste more cannon fire.
Xiao Ruxun ordered the army to go forward and fight. The war drums rumbled, and the Ming Army immediately formed several firearm formations. They bypassed the Siamese army and attacked the Burmese army.
The more people there were, the worse the situation would be. Panic was like a powerful contagious disease that would sweep through the entire army in a short period of time. No matter how many tens of thousands of people there were, they would be infected by this panic and run around aimlessly. This would also make the people around them run away quickly and spread this panic to others even faster.
One spread to ten, ten spread to a hundred, and a hundred spread to a thousand people. 100,000 people seemed to be a lot, but once they collapsed, it would be a matter of minutes. There were Burmese running around everywhere, and there were many people who were trying to stop the army from collapsing. Although there were not many of them, they could still gather many terrified soldiers who had lost their backbone. Under such circumstances, these people were the stumbling blocks of the Ming Army's advancement, and they needed to be completely destroyed.
The Ming Army's formation moved forward quickly. The archers and cannon soldiers first opened fire from a distance to cover the area with long-range firepower, while the soldiers with swords and shields and the soldiers with spears were responsible for guarding. They cooperated well with each other because it wasn't the first time they had done this. In Korea and Japan, Xiao Ruxun's firearm formations had played a very important role. Even if some of the enemies fought back and resisted, they couldn't stop the entire army from advancing.
The Ming Army began to attack. In front of the Siamese people, the Ming Army staged a one-sided bloody massacre. The firearm formation was like a meat grinder. Wherever the firearm formation went, the Burmese all turned into flesh and blood and fell to the ground, never to get up again.
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