August 25, 1563, the third year of Tensho. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yufu Weixin saw Ono Zhenyuki give the signal that the pine tree had fallen, and he understood that it was time to fight back, so he stopped running, and did a full set of acts, he shouted loudly, and let out a howl of "despair", as if he was going to die anyway, like a samurai, reflexively fighting to the death.

Ryuzoji Takanobu's face was awe-inspiring, and he intuitively felt as if there was some danger waiting for him to rush in, but his consistent self-confidence made him feel that even if there was danger, he could break through it with indomitable strength. Instead of stopping, Ryuzoji Takanobu picked up his pace, shouting the slogan of the charge, and the encouraged Ryuzoji soldiers rushed forward with a roar, wanting to cut down any enemy. However, not everyone was in a blood frenzy to follow a charge, Naoshima's face tightened, he slowed down a little and pulled down a few positions, but Bai Wu Kenkan, who had been charging ahead, didn't know why, or his physical strength was not strong enough to be crossed by Kinoshita Masanao and others.

Ryuzoji Takanobu looked coldly at the enemy who was panting and trying to calm himself down, the five thousand Ryuzoji soldiers behind him were already moving at the fastest speed, and they also began to form an attack formation at the fastest speed, just waiting for Ryuzoji Takanobu to give an order, he launched an attack and then tore apart the enemy in front of them who made them lose face.

Ryuzoji Takanobu doesn't care about danger or not, he can't hesitate here, you must know that all the soldiers of the Ryuzoji Temple army are watching him, once he has the slightest intention of retreating, it will give a huge blow to the morale that has already dropped because of the arrival of the Great Friendly Army, and only with blood and killing can they regain their courage.

Now only courage can save Ryuzoji Takanobu, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, he can't retreat, once he retreats, he will die without a place to be buried.

The two sides are a hundred paces apart. Ryuzoji Takanobu roared loudly: "Forward, tear them apart!" The loud sound of trumpets resounded in the sky, the drums of war were beaten, and the neat procession marched forward, rows of cold spears pointed at the enemy.

Yubu Weixin wanted to say that he was not nervous, but now there is no time to adjust, so he can only fight. The soldiers who first arrived in the camp encouraged each other, raised the weapons in their hands, looked straight ahead, and looked fearless warriors, and their hearts were full of consciousness of fighting to the death.

The two sides are fifty paces apart. They could already see each other's cheeks, and both sides glared at each other, and Yubu Weixin breathed roughly, with a resolute expression on his face, and shouted loudly: "Raise your gun!" ”

More than 200 spears were raised above his shoulders and stabbed obliquely, and the neat array of spears was like a ball of hedgehogs, and anyone who wanted to eat them would have to pay a heavy price.

Ryuzoji Takashin entered the formation of the Chinese army, stood under the banner of Shuai, and shouted: "Get on the arrow!" "In the era of cold weapons, bows and arrows were the most lethal long-range weapons.

A team of archers with more than 400 people appeared in front of the formation, mounted long arrows, pulled the bowstring, and waited for the order of Takashin of Ryuzoji Temple.

Ryuzoji Takanobu looked at the sun and let out a wild roar: "Release!" More than 400 long arrows flew out together, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air and flying towards them.

The long arrow was shot at Yubu Weixin's first camp, and Yubu Weixin clenched his teeth, he knew that now he had to use his flesh and blood to resist the entry of the long arrow, otherwise he would not be able to wait for the ambush to be annihilated.

The two sides were fifty paces apart, and the two sides could only shoot a round of bows and arrows before they collided together, and Ryuzoji Takanobu's intention was to use the bow and arrow to consume the opponent's courage to the greatest extent.

After a round, Bu Weixin's first camp was really badly damaged, and more than 30 people fell, and more than 40 people gritted their teeth to support it, their teeth bit their lips, and they were dripping with blood, but they didn't care.

The two sides were twenty paces apart, and there was no time for the second round of arrows. Yubu Weixin, covered in blood, glared ahead, raised his spear, and shouted hoarsely: "Kill! ”

The warriors who had come to the camp first listened to the wrath of their lord and inspired their courage, and they responded with one voice, and the roar of two hundred people of the Buweishin resounded through the four fields.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

The ashigaru men of Ryuzoji Takanobu were suppressed by the momentum of the decisive battle that took the first camp, and the momentum of 200 people actually suppressed the army of 5,000 people.

Takanobu of Ryuzoji Temple discovered the fear of the Ashigaru, and hurriedly rode his horse and trotted in the formation, and shouted loudly: "People of Ryuzoji Temple, summon your courage and fight for Ryuzoji Temple!" ”

Ryuzoji Takanobu shouted as loudly as he could, and his retainers also boosted their morale in their own ways, but just as the Ryuzoji army launched a charge and the two armies collided together, the nightmare of the Ryuzoji army began.

Suddenly there was a roar on both sides, and the sound of "bang-bang-bang" gunfire resounded through the sky, spraying projectiles and smoke.

Otomo's iron cannon is excellent, a hundred paces away, and the iron cannon is extremely lethal, and it can easily break through his feet and armor.

"Shoot!" The iron artillery in the rear row had already handed the iron cannon in their hands to the hands of their comrades in the front row, and they took out the gunpowder and projectiles of their comrades in the front row and quickly installed them.

A row of iron cannons spewed out a large amount of fire smoke, and the screams were heard again.

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

The guns on the two wings of the Longzao Temple Army were like rows and rows, and the skilled iron gunners charged extremely fast, making the two wings of the iron gunners fire very fast, resulting in heavy casualties among the Longzao Temple Army.

After a few rounds of firing, a large amount of white smoke rose between the two wings and hills, and Ono Zhenyuki raised the banner and waved it, giving the order for a general attack, and the Einsatzgruppen that had been preparing for a long time behind the iron artillery team broke through the smoke and launched a charge towards the Ryuzoji army.

The Ryuzoji army was caught off guard, or shot, or dodged, or howled violently, and made a mess.

Ryuzoji Takanobu knew that he had been ambushed, and the only way to retreat quickly was to retreat, and he roared loudly, but where would Bu Weixin let them leave safely.

Yubu Weixin rushed forward quickly to entangle the Ryuzoji army and prevent them from withdrawing from the battlefield. The battle ended quickly, and Ryuzoji Takanobu fled alone under the protection of his retainers, and the 5,000 troops finally could not gather more than 1,000 people, and the rest of the people were either killed in battle or scattered, and they could no longer gather a large number of men and horses.

The remnants of Ryuzoji Temple had already run out of the hills and to the edge of the Chikugo River.

They had to stop and gasp and look at the river ahead, a deep sense of helplessness and despair that suddenly permeated their chests.

Is it over? That's it?