Due to the favorable terrain of the sandbar, no matter how many troops the Burmese army has, it can only counterattack through a very narrow front and cannot take advantage of its numerical advantage.
The Ming army's flintlock muskets could be arranged in a denser array, and their rate of fire was significantly higher than that of matchlock muskets. The layered rounds of fire formed a continuous rain of bullets, frantically mowing down the incoming Burmese troops.
The Burmese army had no choice but to use human wave tactics to counterattack the landing Ming army.
If they relied on their matchlock guns, which were far inferior in quantity and quality to the Ming army's, to fight against the Ming army, not only would they have no chance of winning, but they would also give the Ming army time to continue landing.
It can be said that the Burmese army was completely forced to fight according to the Ming army's combat plan, so how could they not be passive?
In front of us was increasingly dense white smoke, the sound of gunfire as dense as popping beans, and the roar of Portuguese cannons; in the middle was the intensive bombardment of artillery and rockets, which blocked the Burmese army's continued offensive.
On the river, ships were coming and going, carrying the Ming army busily and nervously, constantly landing on the sandbars and forming battle formations.
The rhythm of the war drums changed, and the Ming army's musket fire suddenly became fierce again. Two rows of volleys, with lead bullets fired densely, almost wiping out all the Burmese troops within thirty meters.
The loud sound of military bugles resounded throughout the battlefield, and the sound of war drums was as rapid as a storm.
"Kill, kill!"
Countless shouts rang out, drowning out the bugles and war drums.
The Ming army suddenly launched an attack, holding their bayonets and charging forward.
Under the fierce firepower, the already scattered Burmese vanguard was driven back by the Ming army. Rows of sharp bayonets, like harvesters, left no Burmese soldiers standing wherever they passed.
"Kill!" As soon as he felt the bayonet enter the flesh, Li Shifeng exerted force with his wrist and pulled it back.
This is the correct reaction of an experienced veteran to prevent the bayonet from being inserted too deep or getting stuck in the bone and difficult to pull out.
The enemy screamed and fell to the ground. Li Shifeng didn't even look at him. He just adjusted his posture slightly, took a big step forward, and caught up with his teammates.
“Kill!” “Kill!” “Kill!”…
There is nothing more exciting than this short and powerful sound. Li Shifeng felt his blood rushing and his whole body was hot. Only when he released the "killing" in his chest violently would he feel comfortable.
For a soldier, fighting on the battlefield and making great achievements are just nice to hear; killing is their real vocation. The skills they learn and master are all related to this.
My brother just lay on the ground, not daring to move. When a big foot stepped on his hand, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
The sound of killing echoed in his ears, and the sound of footsteps sounded beside him. Ge Gang was terrified and not only did he lose all his will to fight, he would never pick up a sword or a gun again in the future.
The artillery bombardment ceased, ammunition continued to be reloaded, and the elevation angle was adjusted to the maximum range. Then, like an explosion of thunder, hundreds of shells and rockets streaked across the sky and smashed into the enemy.
The number of explosions could no longer be distinguished. Black smoke rose as the fire flashed, and dirt and debris flew into the air. The screams and wails were completely drowned out by the rumbling of artillery fire. Only the Burmese soldiers could be vaguely seen struggling and stumbling in the blood and fire.
A battle formation of 3,000 men marched from the sandbar to the land, proudly moving forward and becoming a strong backing for the charging commandos.
The ship docked, and the artillerymen shouted loudly, and together with the sailors, they carried the falconets and gun carriages ashore, followed closely by the infantry formation and advanced forward.
Another group of ships approached the sandbar, towing a large number of rafts and bamboo rafts behind them. The soldiers got off the ships and lined up on the shore. To the rhythm of the military drums, they marched forward with powerful steps.
"They are just a bunch of clay chickens and clay dogs, and they are vulnerable." Sha Yuan curled his lips and shook his head. It was hard to tell whether he felt contempt, emotion, or both.
Dao Hejiang laughed heartily and said, "Victory is certain. However, I didn't expect that the first wave of landing, consisting of only three to five thousand soldiers, would defeat the Burmese army."
"The number of soldiers is a minor issue; the Ming army's artillery fire is simply too ferocious." Na stroked his beard and sighed, "Even with such firepower, even an enemy ten times their size would find it difficult to withstand it."
Pu agreed deeply and nodded, saying, "Today I've really opened my eyes. The overwhelming artillery fire scared the enemy away, not to mention fighting them."
"The Burmese didn't expect such fierce and intense artillery fire." Sha Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Even if they did, they wouldn't have a way to deal with it. Well, I can't think of any."
The local officials watching the battle all showed the same expression. In their opinion, there was no solution unless they had the firepower to compete with the Ming army.
The sound of gunfire on the other side of the river is still ringing and the battle is still going on, but the outcome is no longer in doubt.
The Ming army not only firmly occupied the landing site, but also repelled the Burmese army's counterattack in one fell swoop and shattered the Burmese army's will to fight again.
At the beginning, they advanced forward in an orderly battle formation, like a monster spewing fire, repelling the Burmese army in front of them and causing them to rout.
As more and more Ming troops landed, the defense line built by the Burmese army on the wide front was riddled with holes, and the defeat could no longer be stopped.
The Ming army also took advantage of the situation and launched a bayonet charge, relentlessly pursuing the Burmese who dared not even turn their heads. A few men could chase hundreds of Burmese who screamed and fled in terror. The Burmese army was not only defeated, but also became a fleeing lamb in a panic.
The courage to draw blood with a bayonet has long been included in martial arts as a criterion for whether a military is capable of fighting. All units also use this as a standard to conduct rigorous training for their soldiers.
Strict training alone is not enough. All units strive to seize the opportunity of actual combat to give their soldiers a baptism of blood and fire.
As long as you have had the experience of bayonet fighting on the battlefield, even if you have not killed anyone, even if you were weak at the time, as long as you recover, you will be an experienced veteran and a strong soldier who dares to fight and can fight.
The reason is simple. Even if you have never killed an enemy, you have seen scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere, and you have charged side by side with your comrades. There must be a qualitative change in your psychology.
The emotions and atmosphere on the battlefield are contagious. Surrounded by comrades shouting and charging, even new recruits will feel filled with courage and may even be more impulsive and excited than veterans.
A large number of wooden rafts were pushed into the river and fastened to the ships to quickly build a pontoon bridge. Many ships also began to load rockets, mortars and ammunition across the river in preparation for the attack on Ava.
The Ming army on the other side of the river had exceeded 20,000 troops, had firmly grasped the situation, and had the strength to attack the city of Ava.
The native officers watching the battle hurried forward, directing the soldiers from various divisions to expedite the construction of the pontoon bridge. The Burmese invasion was essentially over at this point, and the more assistance they provided, the better.
The next step was to divide the spoils. The local officials knew that how much land and population they could get depended on their own contributions and strength.
Because, according to the plan revealed by the Ming army, there will not be too many garrisons, and the local troops will become the main force to guard the occupied territories.
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