Chapter 1242: The Hate of Losing Your Footing (2)

Standing on the high wall, Uemura Kawachi looked at the starry sky, but his heart was turbulent and could not be calm. Tonight, the Matsumoto family and the Tahara family, the two families joined forces to dispatch more than 4,000 Jingwei to attack the Kamimura family. The reason for this is nothing more than that last night's actions in the village of Hanoi were still seen through by the two major families.

If it hadn't been discovered, Matsumoto Koo and Tahara Wild Crane would definitely not have raised troops to attack the Uemura family in such a short period of time.

Uemura looked at the pitch-black plain ahead, and regret slowly began to appear in his heart. Originally, the Uemura family could sit back and enjoy the success, just wait with peace of mind, and there was no need to have more rights and wrongs at all. Well, last night, with a single thought, the two great families joined forces to besiege it.

If the Uemura family is destroyed tonight, then he will definitely be a sinner in Uemura Hanoi, because all this is his idea. Although he knew that the Dongjiang Army was already on the way to come, it was too late to rescue the Uemura family, which had to be said.

Beside Uemura Kawachi were two hundred gunners armed with fire, and these two hundred were gunners sent by the Uemura family for training. The fire guns were also given to Shangcun Hanoi by Mao Wenlong, and these two hundred people are the strength that Shangcun Hanoi relies on the most at the moment.

"Patriarch, here ......" The Great Elder had been staring at the night in the distance, and at this moment he suddenly exclaimed in alarm.

Kamimura Hanochi followed the gaze of the Great Elder, and sure enough, he saw many black shadows rushing rapidly on the plain three miles away, and the target was the small town of Kamimura.

"Damn it, it's here so soon." Uemura Kawachi angrily hit the wall, and his fingers immediately bled out.

It's not yet the second watch, and if the fight starts now, the Uemura family will definitely not be able to last until dawn. In the face of great pressure, no matter how wise Uemura Hanoi used to be, he could no longer calm down at this moment.

Tahara Notsuru and Matsumoto Koo personally led the troops, and more than 4,000 people were mighty and immense, and they stopped a mile away from the town of Kamimura. The four thousand samurai immediately set up their formations, waiting for the orders of the two patriarchs at any time.

The battle between the families cannot be said to be a war strictly speaking, after all, those samurai do not have the appearance of a military army. Even if the formation is opened, it is only a casual appearance.

"Brother Tahara, it seems that this Uemura Hanoi is going to fight us to the death!" Matsumoto Konoyo said in a voice.

From his point of view, the whole town of Shangcun seemed to be on high alert, and the flames burning in the oil basin on the high wall illuminated it as bright as day. Although Matsumoto Xiaoxiong and the others stood a mile away, they could still easily see the Uemura family's defense.

"Brother Matsumoto, tonight we join forces with the four thousand Jingwei, no matter how stubbornly the Uemura family resists, we don't need to worry too much. It's already the second watch now, Brother Matsumoto, we don't want to give the order to fight, so as not to have too many dreams at night. Tian Yuan said with a smile.

Matsumoto Koo agreed: "Then what are you waiting for, give the order!" ”

"Woo woo woo ......"

The long sound of the bull's horn suddenly floated in the night sky.

"Kill!"

The four thousand Jingwei did not have the slightest formation to speak of, and under the orders of their respective commanders, they rushed to the upper village town with their swords in a mess.

Although there is no formation to speak of, it is better because of the large number of people and the sound of killing.

The Uemura family immediately became nervous, and Uemura Hanoi had the intention to promote the morale of the clansmen, but he didn't understand this. The four elders beside him could only be dispersed to suppress the formation, explaining that they must stabilize the military spirit of the clansmen.

The distance of one mile is almost in the blink of an eye under the running of the samurai of the two great families. The samurai did not have the tools to siege the city, and the defending Kamimura tribesmen did not have the tools to attack the enemy from a distance. In the face of the Jingwei warriors' rush to kill, they could only watch them rush over, and there was no way to make a long-range attack.

"Bang ......"

But when everyone was helpless, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.

Fifty gunners fired their first shots at the orders of Uemura Kawachi.

The two hundred musketeers were arranged in four rows of fifty men each, so that they could take turns firing without any pause. There was no need to arrange four rows, but none of the musketeers were really proficient in handling the muskets. Uninterrupted firing is possible only by lining up in four rows.

When the guns rang out, the samurai who were rushing to kill were taken aback, knowing that this fire spear could only be possessed by the imperial court soldiers and horses before, and it was only possessed by a very small number of troops. But the Uemura family suddenly showed the fire gun, judging from the density of the gunshots, it didn't seem to be much, but it really scared the samurai.

Uemura Kawachi looked at the stunned and frightened samurai, and his heart suddenly became excited, although the lethality of the first shot was extremely limited. But the samurai's frightened performance really pleased him.

"Keep shooting, don't stop, ...... quickly," Uemura yelled as if he had gone crazy.

The gunfire of "bangbang......bangbang" became more and more intense, and the fire commander was already in a state of flux.

The samurai of the two great families suffered very few casualties at first, but when they got closer to the high walls of the town of Kamimura, the casualties began to multiply.

When Matsumoto Xiaoxiong noticed it, he immediately frowned and scolded: "Damn the Uemura family, when did they actually have a fire gun, why didn't we know anything before?" ”

When he was scolding, Matsumoto Xiaoxiong's eyes kept staring at Matsumoto Ono beside him. The latter felt a pang of distress in his heart, and it was obvious that Matsumoto Ono did not know when the Uemura family had the rare fire gun.

"Patriarch, could it be that the Shangcun family has already been in cahoots with the Dongjiang Army?" Matsumoto Ono exclaimed suddenly.

"Obviously, eight or nine is not far from ten!" Tahara Notsuru suddenly answered.

"Why is Brother Tahara so sure?" Matsumoto looked at Tahara Notsuru with a puzzled look.

"Looking at the entire Wa country, in addition to the Dongjiang Army now having a fire control gun, who else has a fire control gun? Brother Matsumoto, this is already an obvious fact. Tian Yuan Nozuru was depressed in his heart.

He had already thought of a more serious problem at this moment, that is, the Uemura family's fire gun came from the hands of the Dongjiang Army, which meant that the Uemura family had already gotten involved with the Dongjiang Army. And tonight they brought people to besiege the Shangcun family, and no matter whether they won or lost afterwards, they would have to face the crusade of the Dongjiang Army.

It's just an Uemura family, and the two major families of Matsumoto and Tahara don't pay attention to it. But if the Shangcun family relies on the Dongjiang Army behind them, then the actions of the two of them tonight will inevitably lead to the disaster of killing and exterminating the clan. Thinking of this, Tian Yuanyehe's face suddenly changed greatly, and he had already begun to retreat, not daring to stay here for a long time.