My Pen Pal Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 392: One Shot Destroys the Faith BUFF
"Stop them, stop those barbarians!"

Makaros knew he was getting anxious at this time. Although he had no idea in his mind, the semi-automatic rifles of the Ming army made him realize what firepower supremacy meant. The blessing of faith in God was just a useless fig leaf in front of bullets.

What he didn't know was that the army he was facing was far ahead of its time, whether in terms of weapons and equipment, combat concepts, organizational form, or understanding of the world!

The Catholic priest next to him, named Father Antonio, prayed to God for his sins and asked for forgiveness, and then began to pray for Macaros and his guards. However, this scene seemed a little strange in the eyes of Zhu Di and others.

"Your Highness, what's that bald head for? What's he doing gesturing in front of those foreigners?"

The general flag officer who was following Zhu Di found Father Antonio's actions quite strange and couldn't help asking Zhu Di.

Zhu Di laughed, and then proudly showed off in front of the general flag: "You don't understand, that man is a Catholic monk, he is performing a ritual for those foreigners!"

"Catholicism?" The general flag was confused. "What kind of religion is Catholicism? Do they also eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures?"

"You look like an uneducated person!" Zhu Di finally stood up in front of others. "You think that the public religion is the Buddhist sect of our Ming Dynasty, and you are a vegetarian and chant Buddha's name. Have you ever seen monks from any temple follow the army to do evil things?"

"Your Highness is right. I have learned a lot!" Despite his busy schedule, the general flag-taker did not forget to flatter him.

Zhu Di laughed and said, "In my opinion, that monk is just like the elder brother of the White Lotus Sect, thinking that he can make the soldiers invulnerable by performing magic on them!"

The general's eyes also lit up, "Then our battalion will let those foreigners see how powerful our Ming Dynasty semi-automatic rifles are!"

As the First Battalion advanced, it evacuated the local civilians who had just been blocked by Makaros's Guards, and occasionally shot at the attacking Guards with rifles.

After a while, the people dispersed. At this time, there was almost no one else in the West Market except the Ming army and Makaros and his gang. Without the obstruction of the people, the Ming army soldiers advanced faster and faster.

When they were about a hundred meters away from Makaros, Father Antonio had finished praying for the guards and bodyguards, and a group of people rushed towards the Ming army in a mighty manner!

After praying with Father Antonio, Makaros felt that his heart was much calmer and full of strength, and his guards were shouting even more. With the priest's blessing and God's protection, they were extremely determined to trample those barbaric pagans under their feet and eliminate their sins in the name of God!
The musketeers in the Guards formed a neat formation and began to load powder and bullets, while the Guards holding double-edged broadswords and sailor scimitars stood aside, waiting for the musketeers to finish shooting, and then rushed forward to reap the lives of those barbarians!

Looking at the foreign musketeers lining up, Zhu Di and the soldiers of the first battalion quickly sought shelter on the spot. Zhu Di then shouted:

"Team one and team two, follow me to capture the foreign leader in fancy clothes and the Catholic monk alive. The rest of you, shoot as you please!"

"My subordinate understands!"

Since it was a rest period, military discipline was not as strict as usual. Soldiers could get off the ship and move around freely as long as they reported to their superiors. As long as they did not cause trouble and returned to the ship on time before dusk, they would be fine.

Therefore, when Zhu Di and Xu Huizu used the walkie-talkie to call for support, there were only a few dozen soldiers from the first and second battalions on the ship who received the message.

At this time, the battalion that was preparing to capture prisoners with Zhu Di had only about thirty people, and they were facing more than two hundred foreign troops.

However, for Zhu Di, as long as there were enough bullets, thirty people were enough. Since they were equipped with needle-fired guns, they had fought every battle in which they defeated the enemy with fewer troops. Using a small number of troops to defeat a large number of enemy troops seemed to have become the norm for the Ming army.

Although the soldiers came out in a hurry this time, they only brought the ammunition they carried with them and had no time to get it from the ammunition depot, but each of them had about thirty or forty rounds of bullets, which was enough to deal with these foreign troops.

The Ming army soldiers had already memorized the operations of loading bullets, aiming and shooting countless times, and it had formed muscle memory. At Zhu Di's order, they quickly loaded the bullets, then raised their guns and aimed!
Just as the Ming army was about to pull the trigger and shoot, Makaros' musketeers had not yet finished loading their gunpowder!

The processes that the musket team used were also performed by the Ming army soldiers before they were equipped with needle-fired rifles, including loading and pushing the powder, pushing the bullet into the barrel, and lighting the fuse. Compared with today's semi-automatic rifles, it was really cumbersome!

With sympathetic eyes, the Ming army soldiers pulled the trigger without hesitation and fired bullets full of mercy!
"bang bang bang"

The bullets whistled as they shot towards Makaros's guards. In an instant, the guards fell to the ground one after another.

However, before the other guards could react, bullets continued to rush towards them!

Many more guards fell to the ground. They didn't feel anything when the bullets hit others, but at this moment, they finally felt fear.

However, they still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, that is, the muskets in the hands of those barbarians would eventually stop firing!

The guards holding broadswords and scimitars felt fear and anger as they watched their companions fall one after another. How could God's most loyal soldiers fall under the guns of barbarians?
So they angrily raised their broadswords and scimitars and launched a fearless charge towards the Ming army!

Zhu Di saw this and smiled, "They are brave, but they have no brains. They fight so rigidly that they can't even hide or take cover. I don't know how these guys managed to get to Temasek alive."

While he was muttering to himself, his men were not idle. They aimed at the head of a guy wearing a helmet and shot him.

"Bang!" The bullet hit the man's head steadily.

In an instant, there was a "clang" sound, and the bullet directly penetrated the helmet and penetrated into the man's head!

Afterwards, the royal guards who launched the charge fell one after another under the guns of the Ming army. No matter how brave they were, they could not move forward a single step.

The guards finally realized that no matter how loyal their beliefs were or how strong their armor was, they could not withstand the bullets of the barbarians before them!

Makaros, who had just calmed down, became excited again when he saw his guards falling one after another.

At this moment, he was filled with anger, but more of fear. Was he abandoned by God and was he going to die in this foreign and wild land today?

At this moment, all loyal beliefs and God's blessing were useless. The bullets of the Ming army soldiers completely tore apart all the vanity in his heart!

(End of this chapter)