The sound of ping-pong gunfire echoed through the mountains.

The first time Mao Jue launched such a big offensive, but unfortunately, he was able to survive from the countless Japanese warring states, and the Maeda family was really not given in vain, and now Maeda is often a mind to shrink and wait for help, there is also a Yunmu Temple on Yunmu Mountain, and his remnants of the Chinese army of more than 8,000 or so are all cowering in this temple, taking advantage of the three Dongjiang troops to retreat, he adjusted the position of the army, and every mountain crossing is a spearman, iron gunners and family samurai are mixed.

Don't underestimate a temple, in the strange realm of the Wa country, the monk temple is even more difficult to fight than the residence of the daimyo, the battle of Ishiyama Honganji during the Warring States Period, even the sixth day of the demon king Oda Nobunaga was several times to return, and finally through the pirate sailor cut off the support of the Maori family, only to fight down, Ishiyama Honganji sturdy monkey Toyotomi Hideyoshi was red-eyed, and finally he funded the reconstruction of Honganji Temple in Kyoto, and replaced Ishiyama, his residence city Osaka Castle was processed and built on the original site of Ishiyama Honganji.

In other words, the monk's construction skills are twenty or thirty blocks higher than those of these samurai whose brains are full of muscles.

The restrictions of the terrain and the cooperation of the troops, the war in this era of cold weapons has evolved into a gunfight, between the narrow mountain roads, which can be under the cover of trees, the soldiers of the Dongjiang Army shoot at the dilapidated temple gate one after another, and hide in the stone lions, collapsed pillars, between the doors, the iron cannon samurai of the Maeda family are also fiercely counterattacking, the bark of the guns and bullets crackled and fell indiscriminately, and there are often people who just probe, and the slamming shot is rushing to the blood and falling.

A puff of black smoke burned upwards behind the abandoned temple, and it seemed to remind the Dongjiang Army all the time that Lao Tzu's teammates were behind! Get out of here!

This wolf smoke also made the several regiments of the main attack anxious one by one.

Under the cover of the woods, more than 50 people from a sentry sentry touched it with difficulty, and fierce bullets were inserted under their heads, and next to the mountain gate, dozens of iron cannon warriors showed their heads one after another, wanting to shoot them back, but more than a dozen round things were thrown from their heads suddenly, and they fell under their feet with smoke, and then a huge explosion blew people out from behind the bunker like rag dolls.

In the next century, the West will begin to have a special grenadier unit, and the formation of a grenadier unit is indeed imminent, but now Mao Jue really can't spare troops to establish a separate arms unit, and the artillery team has already accounted for a large part of the combatants.

And the reason why it is necessary to form a separate grenadier unit is that today's grenades are too big! The power of black powder is too small, it can only be supplemented by size, a grenade is more than three or four catties, and the ammunition carried by a single soldier is already very heavy, and carrying five more is almost twenty catties, how can you fight if you can't walk? Therefore, it can only wait until the critical moment, which is distributed by the logistics post, and then used on the blade.

But this kind of surprise effect is really good, the iron cannon warriors guarding this mountain gate did not expect this kind of attack at all, and were directly killed by a wave, looking at the dumb mountain gate, Shen Rong, who was supervising the battle behind, jumped up excitedly, swung his saber forward, and roared impatiently.

"It's now, cover, assault!"

Rushing out of the woods, the soldiers of the fourth regiment carried the regimental flag and shouted and charged forward, more than a dozen warriors at the door still wanted to block it, but the elusive Dongjiang scouts behind them were more than a dozen guns neatly taught them what is called a headshot, and the Dongjiang warriors who touched the temple gate in front directly kicked the barricade and rushed in.

However, it didn't take long for the big army to catch up, in the screaming, the head was bleeding, and only half of the remaining Dongjiang soldiers rushed back screaming again, what happened Shen Rong didn't need to ask to know, the bamboo pole-like Japanese spear was waving wildly behind the wall, and it was his mother's super long spear! Angry, he shouted there.

"Get out of the way for Lao Tzu!"

Mao Jue's military training was too detailed, and even he couldn't think of it himself, and encouraged the soldiers to think about what emergencies they encountered on the battlefield, almost all of them were conditioned reflexes, and the Dongjiang warriors who rushed out rushed out of the Dongjiang Warriors swooped down on both sides, and the sergeants who had rushed to the door raised their firearms almost at the same time, and the spears with more than six meters at the end were chased out in a frenzied manner, and before they could understand what was going on, those spears were so light that they had been hit by bullets and collapsed at the door.

It's a pity that this charge also stopped here, on the wall, the iron gunner transferred from behind was ping pong and firing downward, even if the prototype projectile hit the cold forging armor, it was still a spark splash, and the person who hit it couldn't raise his head, the senior samurai holding a katana was used as a miscellaneous soldier at this time, squeezing out a way from the cracks in the people, and re-seizing the temple gate, under the fierce gunfire, the ammunition had been shot out and there was no time to load, even if Shen Rong could only use the hand armor in his arm to protect his face, Angry and dejected.

"Retreat! Retreat! Take cover! What about grenades! Then give it to Lao Tzu! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!"

In the anxious roar, a fat logistics soldier ran up with a big porcelain ball in one hand and sweating, but on the wall of the broken temple, an iron cannon warrior just showed his head, aimed at him, and then pulled the trigger again.

Bang~

Even if the crackling fragments were so far away, it hurt to hit the back, and Shen Rong covered his head with a helpless slap.

The next battle is even more difficult to fight, the Japanese are also learning, they also have grenades known as cannon jade, as well as special grenadiers, in this regard, faintly even higher than the Dongjiang River, fighting such a type of troops, they also have experience, once they see the Dongjiang army carrying the round ball, aiming at the round ball and shooting directly.

In general, the casualties, the Japanese are still three or four times higher than the Dongjiang army, after all, the main weapon of firefighting, the Dongjiang flintlock rifle pointed bullet is much stronger than the Japanese iron cannon ball bullet, and the defensive power such as the carcass pill leather armor is not as good as the cold forging armor that is compacted with cotton on the outside and padded with hydraulic beating inside, but time is now on the side of the Japanese people, even if the 8,000 people are wiped out and dragged until the reinforcements arrive, Maeda Toshitsune is still the last laugh.

After a truce of about 20 minutes at noon, several regimental officers in charge of forward command gathered together, but they were relatively speechless.

"Pang Fatzi, the cannon brought by the general is all with you, where is the cannon?"

"Damn, the lightest one is a few hundred pounds! Dragged back for more than ten miles, this head has to fight and attack the mountain, and you can give it a fucking try!"

"It's really not good, let's transfer the Li clan of Xiongjin to the North Korean soldiers! With such a head-on rush, the casualties are too great!"

There was a big bruise on the door of his head, and it was estimated that he had personally created a super long spear formation, wiping the stains on his face with blood and sweat, Geng Zhongming was snorting, but his words resonated in a few groups.

Unlike other generals who were grassroots under their subordinates, these Dongjiang soldiers were really trained as personal soldiers, even if they were all Mao Jue's personal soldiers, they were also trained with them to eat and live together, and who didn't feel distressed when they saw the casualties under their command?

However, before Liu Han and Shen Rong could express their position, a soft snort suddenly sounded behind them.

"You are Lao Tzu's personal soldiers, a hundred training soldiers who eat food with full salary, and you can't gnaw on some hard bones yourself, and you still want to use others to pad steel, do you have a fucking future?"

"General?"

Startled, he looked back at Mao Jue with a black face and led the guards over, all of them had a dull face, and the five regiments led a military salute and knelt down, and said ashamedly.

"The last general is incompetent, please punish the general!"

", if I cut you, he Maeda Toshitsune committed suicide, Lao Tzu would have cut it a long time ago, what Lao Tzu wants is Yunmu Mountain, what he wants is victory! Get the fuck up!"

"But the general, such a hard fight, the casualties are too great!"

Nagasaki City has fought several bloody battles, and at most more than 400 people have been lost at one time, but after a morning of fighting, his fourth regiment has been killed and wounded more than 100 times, and Shen Rong is eyes are red and kowtowed.

"Isn't it just to be cannon fodder for those Li Dynasty people?"

Fortunately, there are no outsiders here, Shen Rong's words are practical enough, and a few other groups also looked at it with deep understanding, but Mao Jue's face showed a little helplessness, and the huge sea that followed next to him explained speechlessly.

"Maeda Mitsutaka's troops have returned from the south, and the two regiments of Kumazu have been transferred by the general to block them, although Hino has fallen into the general's plan, but he has to leave someone to defend him, right?"

"Lao Tzu raised troops for a thousand days, but it is a little difficult, so you will give Lao Tzu a retreat! If he is really tough to resist the elite of the Eastern captivity, where will you find cannon fodder to carry? ”

"If you can't do it, Lao Tzu will go up in person, Lao Tzu won't believe it, a small Yunmu Mountain can trap me Mao Jue!"

roared angrily again, stretched out his hand and took the knife, Mao Jue really wanted to rush to the mountain in a rage, and the few groups who saw it hurriedly stopped him in a panic.

"The general is angry! Give the last general another chance, another hour, if you can't take this Yunmu Mountain, the last general will come to see you!"

"General, forcing the soldiers to be hard like this will damage the general's prestige! General! Let the last general go to this black cauldron, and the last will have a plan!"

Shen Rong and the others dragged Mao Jue's sleeves in the back, but they didn't catch up with Su Changmei, a dead fat man, his stomach was blocked there, and the road was gone, so he directly blocked Mao Jue out of temper, crooked his mouth, and slapped Su Fatman's head in annoyance.

"You are a firehead army, what are you filling in the mess here, let Lao Tzu get out of the way!"

"General!"

It's like the monkey head in front of Bodhi Ancestor, Mao Jue slapped it angrily, but Su Fatzi was happy, and he was holding his fists there with a smile.

"Don't underestimate this firehead army of the last general!"

…………

After a morning, the shortcomings of the Dongjiang River were exposed, and the equipment crushing made so many battles except for the battle of Dalinghe that was desperate, and the rest were fought too smoothly, and the Dongjiang army really didn't fight any hard battles, hiding in the ravine of the hillside, looking at the Yunmu Temple where the Maeda family's main formation was entrenched in the trees, and looking at the corpses of their comrades on the road, the iron righteous sergeants couldn't help but show fear.

After a tired morning, everyone was hungry, and the head soldiers in the back finally came up with the pot, gathered together to eat in the shouting, and opened the pot, but the general sergeant was annoyed again.

"Where's the can?"

Although it is field food, there are canned fish and meat from the Dongjiang River and sometimes chicken wherever you go to eat, which can be regarded as the pride of the Dongjiang Army, but this noon is good, the half-cooked rice balls have become ugly balls, and the fish and meat have become a bunch of pickled radishes, and the tired and hungry sergeants are really dissatisfied.

But in the midst of the shouting, a disdainful cold snort sounded behind him.

"Return the canned food, save it! I'll eat this in the future! ”

"General Su! Why? ”

Seeing Su Changmei coming over with her stomach worried, a sentry commander of the fourth regiment really couldn't hold back, jumped up, and asked angrily, but Su Changmei, who heard this, also turned her face.

"Why? That's what the dwarves ate above, what do you eat? Fruits, vegetables, beef, sheep and fish are changed! You fucking eat better than the landlords! Don't use it when you need it! What's the use of eating and drinking to feed you!"

After reproaching, the dead fat man hugged his arms proudly.

"Anyway, you can't beat it today, and in the evening, the general is annoyed, and Lao Tzu suggests it again, and you will eat this in the future, it's useless anyway!"

This sneering and really angry people's faces puffed up, but the army is a place of strength, the food has caught up with the landlord, but the fight is the same virtue as the poor soldiers in front, these iron-clad soldiers have nothing to say, they can only gather together, holding rice balls in their hands, chewing radishes one by one, biting and creaking, unconsciously, the originally low morale is gradually rising.

How foolish the noon meal is, how much anger these people hold back.

"Don't say it, there are two hits!"

Su Changmei walked around the three mountains in a disgusting way, Mao Jue nodded appreciatively, saying that he was fat and he was panting, and this thing was triumphantly holding his arms.

"The general often asks us to learn some culture, the Three Kingdoms we listen to are not in vain, didn't Cao Cao use the grain officer to settle the military grievances back then? General, I'm a grain officer, right? ”

He is talking about an allusion to Cao Cao, when he fought Wancheng, Cao Cao's army was short of food, so he asked the grain officer to reduce the distribution of grain, which made the army complain, and when everyone was almost angry, Cao Cao cut down the unlucky grain officer again, and said to his subordinates with his head that he was greedy for food! The prime minister has a discerning eye and has brought him to justice! So everyone hated the grain officer, and the army's heart was smooth again.

However, looking at the appearance of this dead fat man, Mao Jue smiled meaningfully, and his eyes were aimed at the black and thick neck of this thing.

"Oh? Cao Cao borrowed? Don't say it, it's a good idea, I'll remember it!"

"Uh......"

was only hairy by Mao Jue, and Su Changmei always had the feeling of lifting a stone to hit her feet.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, the general attack began, and once again shouting, the Dongjiang army bravely rushed to the mountain gate.

Su Changmei's arrival is really useful, this attack, the Iron Righteous Army has a new weapon, the black cauldron!

Later generations played chicken games, all kinds of pans to block bullets, and now they are really on the battlefield, in the stunned eyes of those Japanese iron cannon warriors, one by one the big black cauldron was pushed up in the voice of Wow Yaya.

This thing is also really hateful, in surprise, hundreds of iron cannons directly greeted these pots together, but the quality of Dongjiang's things is really good, the pots are all cold-forged, to prevent everyone from eating during the march to prevent everyone from eating during the march, strong enough, the iron cannon projectiles ping pong on it, in addition to playing a bright light, knocking off the ashes, it can only be rubbed on the side, better than any shield.

"Cannon Jade, Die! Die for!"

Seeing one by one black cauldron in front of him, and then, the terrifying big iron ball flew over again, and the samurai, who had already suffered a loss, howled and ran in all directions, and in the roaring explosion, once again, the mountain gate was snatched down.

But as the vanguard rushed in, the hedgehog-like annoying array of extra-long spears was blocked again.

This thing is no longer sharp, with blunt force damage, no matter how good the armor is, it can't be stopped, and it's easy to say, but when people really face the dense guns, the innate fear can't be suppressed no matter what.

However, what is more terrifying than this is to gnaw dried radishes every day in the future, eat coarse grains or half-baked rice lumps, from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, thinking about that day, it is better to die!

"Damn, Lao Tzu eats chicken legs! Drinking fish soup! Gnawing on your elbows, what are you going to do with Lao Tzu!"

"Scrambled eggs for cucumbers, fight!"

"Long live the Mushu persimmon!"

Bursts of anger erupted in fear, carrying a big iron pot on his back, in those long spears and frightened shouts, one by one the black pot men directly crashed into the crowd, in the end they ate meat, their strength was greater than these grass-eating I don't know how much, this iron pot was enough, and it was directly knocked down in the sound of the uproar.

It's really done, seeing the broken formation and getting up from the ground, the whistle commander who complained to Su Changmei immediately stabbed down with an angry bayonet, and the one meter four eight who couldn't get up under the pressure of the pot directly sprayed blood on his face.

"This is for braised fish!"

"Damn! This knife is for stewed chicken!"

With red eyes and bayonets, the Dongjiang Iron Righteous Army that entered the body once again turned into a tiger, and the Japanese army in the front yard that was killed with knives and knives collapsed, and at the same time, they also knew the big men of the Ming Dynasty.

What kind of chicken stewed mushroom His Royal Highness, the green pepper pig with large intestines, I don't know how noble and great these people are, so that these Tang Kou seem to have changed as if they were a different person.

"Kinoshita's array is broken!"

"The Long Tail Formation is lost!"

In the midst of a miserable scream, these soldiers of the Qiantian family's own formation who were guarding the periphery cried and fled inward, and more than a dozen people chased and killed hundreds of people, which simply became the norm.

also knew that when it came to the moment of life and death, Maeda Toshitsu often stepped forward to supervise the army in person, brandishing a katana, croaking and shouting, forcing his subordinates to push forward, and personally slashed seven or eight retreating samurai with a dozen consecutive swords, and set the pace of retreat back.

Retreating back is also death, desperate is also death, and the extremely fierce Japanese samurai are in the second courtyard and the formation is strongly supported, and the upper, middle and lower spaces of the spear foot light are almost filled.

There's no room to crash into it again!

But the noon time was not prepared in vain, the white rice for lunch, the lard and fish oil to replenish physical strength, all were saved, and they didn't rush in a few times, and the soldiers behind them rushed up with bundles of firewood on their backs, and the oil was poured up, and the pupils of the Japanese warriors who were waiting in the courtyard were suddenly dyed red.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

The water and fire were ruthless, the oil and fireballs were thrown in, and there was no place to hide in such a dense formation, and the samurai who were connected together were instantly burned into burning people, and even those dry and collapsed houses were burned together, this time, even if Maeda Toshitsune slashed and killed, he couldn't stop retreating, and he couldn't control the army anymore, and even he himself had to take the panicked retainers and rush down the mountain.

Surrounding the three missing one is the Chinese method of warfare since ancient times, to the northwest direction of retreat, there has been no Dongjiang army, along the mountain road and woodland, seven or eight thousand warriors of the defeated army swarmed along this road desperately fleeing, that scene, just like the Mongols driving sheep.

It's just that what Wai Sanyi says is benevolence, but what he does is cunning, this seems to be a way of life, most of them have ambushes, and it is really a dead end.

The mines don't need to be buried, they are thrown directly on the ground, and the explosions roar one after another, and the Maeda samurai who blew up were like trout swimming like a bear, one by one, they were torn apart, scrambling to crawl on the ground, on both sides, Mao Jue personally went out of the battle, on this day, the casualties of the Dongjiang Army were equally large and his heart was dripping blood, with a scimitar in one hand and a revolver in the other, he stopped at the edge and killed like a spinning top, anyway, almost not many people had the heart to stop doing it.

I don't know how long I've been depressed, Maori Sakura is also a sword to kill the blood, and compared with the Ming army, she undoubtedly understands the Maeda family's army more clearly.

"Imperial Horse Seal! Military fan! The one with the military fan on his back is Maeda Toshitsune, catch him!"

In her shrill roar, more than 200 samurai who joined the Mao Jue guard in order to show their loyalty screamed and carried their swords upstream, forcibly blocking the retainers of the Maeda Toshiya family.

In the melee, the retainers either fled or were killed, and the battle lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon, and the old fox of the Maeda Toshiya was intercepted in front and back, and was blocked on the edge of the Yunmu Cliff, which was like the battle of the barrel narrow room of the year, and the Maeda family, which had superior forces, was also defeated like water, but the courage of this old devil was obviously not as big as that of Imagawa Yoshimoto, and at the moment of death, he also cut off a leg of the person who killed him, and bit off several fingers.

Seeing Mao Li Sakura beating his head, and the retainers of Mao Jue who were carrying bloody knives surrounded him with a cruel smile, this old guy finally broke down in his heart, and knelt on the ground with a flutter, and begged for mercy in the blunt official words of the Ming Dynasty.

"Rao, spare your life and don't kill me, the shogunate, the shogunate will definitely redeem me!"

Following his own master, more than a dozen retainers and samurai also fluttered and knelt on the ground, throwing away the trembling samurai long knife in their hands.

"Hmph, Shogunate!"

Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned! This pirate girl snorted coldly and kicked up, kicking this old guy A Wang Ba turned over and her face was covered with blood, and then she gritted her teeth and waved her hand.

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