It is extremely common for plans to keep up with changes. The strategy of military struggle is to speculate on the most likely changes in limited intelligence, in order to prepare in advance, just like counting a few more steps when playing chess.

Military arts are the mind art. From this perspective, military books may also be the earliest psychological books.

Because of a wrong calculation, everything that follows is useless. If you calculate correctly, you may not necessarily win the war. However, if you calculate mistakes, you must never save your life in the war.

For example, Chen Mu did not expect that the Spaniards would not leave before entering his ambush preset battlefield.

"It's good to walk two more steps less. I've dug all the trenches. What's the matter with these bastards stopping here!"

Perhaps it was Shiqi's rocket that made the Spanish captain frightened, or maybe it was because he was squeezing the distance and sea speed of Banshilan City in his heart, so that the long-standing Spanish captain no longer rushed to pursue.

It is more likely that he finally realized that he would never be able to chase this physiological army if he continued to chase this way. It was getting late, and the more than 2,000 troops led by him, including Luzon, Sulu, Japanese and Malay, stopped by the roadside, and set off a long dragon, took out the food he carried with him and started eating.

The Spaniards even set up a small tent in the middle of the queue, and it seemed that they were about to rest here at night.

The road was bent and blocked by dense forests. Even if it was only a few miles away, Chen Mu tried his best to be a tree climbing general, and could only look through the telescope to see the smoke from the trees blocking the distance, and the Spaniards could not see the arrangements of the Spanish.

"The scouts who came back said that they didn't seem to have arranged any arrangements. Everyone rested on the side of the road against the trees. The Japanese in front of them were singing and dancing happily." Shao Tingda also seemed helpless and said, "They also released the scouts, stepped on two mines in the forest, and walked three miles before going back."

Chen Mu patted the soil on his body, looked at the flag army hidden in the trenches and bushes, and opened his hands helplessly, saying, "Now there is nothing to do, artillery is useless, can we win the night attack?"

The narrow path in Luzon is not far away, and the dense forests are everywhere. This section of the road is winding and can't be shot out if it is far away. When it is close, the artillery will block the subsequent troops. But what is the biggest problem?

It’s because Chen Mu can’t wait until tomorrow.

It’s not that Deng Zilong is waiting on the sea. If Deng Zilong is alone, the biggest problem is to send someone back to Banshilan City and tell Deng Zilong who is returning to the port tomorrow to continue walking south.

The key is Shiqi’s five hundred people!

They almost stopped here, but the Spanish coalition troops stationed more than a mile on the road, and Shiqi's people were hiking one or two miles away from their forests. Whenever there was a turbulence, the Spanish discovered Shiqi first, and Shiqi would definitely not be able to stop it, and they could not retreat.

The only way to turn the situation around is to start first.

"Ishiqi is very smart. Now he should ask his subordinates to go south a little further and go around the enemy's back. That's the best way; even if not, the results of the night attack on the left and right will not be bad. If you fight the enemy, you will definitely be in chaos. Have you ever fought with them - can you win?"

This question seems a bit difficult for Shao Tingda.

He squatted on the ground, asked Yanger to pick up a stick, write and draw on the ground, and thought for a long time and raised his head and said, "I think I can win."

Chen Mu clapped his hands and gritted his teeth. Zhang Shou called his subordinates to reorganize the army, and the Eight Hundred Banners gathered troops, "That's it!"

The sick man is an orphan, about the same age as Hachiro. After his mother died of illness, his father fell into trouble and joined Li Yayuan, and the sick man was sent to Yingde Yangyuan.

Shao Tingda obeyed the orders of his father, who was a prisoner, to death. On the way back, he went to Yingde to take the sick man and raise him by his side. The boy was stronger than Xiao Ba. His sick man's name was about his mother's death from illness.

The flag army withdrawn from Manghu Mountain re-divided the ammunition and left three small flags to guard the artillery. Two hundred people on both sides touched the tunnel of the Western Yi garrison from the forest. Chen Mu chose to kill directly from the central army and block the enemy's way forward.

Chen Mu had only more than 300 people in his hands. These people were the most experienced gunmen among his family. He pushed a two-pound cannon and swayed along the small path toward the enemy.

He was also divided into three groups, walking two hundred-man teams in the bush more than ten steps left and right. In the middle of the road, he personally led the hundred-man team to push cannons into dense formations. Grape jars were stuffed into the cannon chamber, and the flag soldiers on both sides of the cannon carriage carried four boxes of small flag arrows, and the thunder flags in the palm of the hand were all gunmen.

There was not much distance between them. Although it was dark, brigades like them could not get close to each other. They were more than a mile away from the enemy's rest before they were discovered by the sentry hiding in the trees. The loud shouts of Luzon people sounded in the forest, and the formation was lit up.

A string of guns like a burst of beans sounded, and the whistle on the tree planted.

Chen Mu waved his hand expressionlessly, "Set the formation open, continue to advance, and prepare to face the enemy; if the formation is chaotic, each of them leads his troops to fight in a small formation, and do not panic."

The Japanese cursed and shouted loudly in the distance, and the riots were still far away. Chen Mu did not delve into what he was talking about. He just lined up and moved forward. After a while, he heard the sound of people running in front of him. The torches could be seen from far to near through the forest.

"Stop lifting the gun, prepare for the small flag arrow!"

Seeing that the vision of the dozens of steps ahead was still smooth, Chen Mu issued an order, Long Junxiong led his servants and strong men to protect the left and right with a large shield, and the flag troops in front of him raised their guns to form a wheel-firing formation.

The shrubs and palms on both sides made the unfolding formation a little scattered, but both sides of the enemy and us were the same, and no one could set up a formation in the tropical rainforest.

Especially the ronin who rushed over first had no formation at all. He dragged his knife and raised his gun and rushed out in a strange way. The fastest ronin leader bumped into the flying flag arrow head-on, and was nailed to his chest by the arrow. He was pushed by gunpowder to stop the rushing momentum. After the super attack, he took several steps back and put it in the crowd.

The Japanese soldiers on both sides rushed to support each other, and arrows burst out with a thud of their chests. The iron-fisted shooting was a killing several people. The ronin leader who was shot by the small flag arrow was pale and was not hit by the iron bomb. The arrow cluster was only blasted and pushed inward for several inches. It was not ugly to die.

The ronin hired by Spain became accustomed to weapons like small flag arrows along the way. Although they killed a lot, the rest were not afraid. For a moment, the one who fired the gun and the one who jumped the sword to fight, and the one who lifted the sword to jump to fight, and the morale was extremely high.

Chen Mu was surrounded by veterans, who had traveled all over the country to destroy the Japanese pirates and attacked the Tatars. This momentum could not scare them. Following the banner officer's orders, the flag army that was charging backed step by step. The bird guns were fired one after another. In a blink of an eye, the first three rounds of bird guns with the fastest firing speed were released.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the front surfers, and a few caught fish rushed forward with the courage of Superman. A few fire-burning melons were thrown out from the smoke of gunpowder, and then they exploded behind them, and the iron was smashed into pieces.

"Live wing wheel shoot, release!"

Chen Mu's eyes flashed. If he really wanted to have a big battle, he might not be able to take good care of himself. However, as long as he had these troops, he could beat him before he was born!

The handwheels of guns on both sides of the left and right wings were set off. When the smoke in front of him was dissipating, the ronin in front was retreating, the Luzon soldiers behind were advancing, and the path was scrambled, and the two-jin cannon was pushed forward, and a bomb exploded in the road, and grape bullets were sprayed out in the sky. This was a signal of the ambush attack.

For a time, flag soldiers shouted and killed each other in the dense forest. The ambushers on both sides of the forest launched a bird gun in the enemy's road, and the first battle to land on the expeditionary army on the island was officially launched!
Chapter completed!