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The catapult, since the use of the political balance has become the date of the army siege of the city, once with the reputation of the devil resounded throughout the country, because of the extreme contempt for Date the political balance, but not many people outside the country know that the Date army actually has such a sharp weapon. In fact, catapults are no secret in this era, and anyone with a little military experience knows its name. In the two major battles of the Battle of Wenyong and the Battle of Hong'an more than 270 years ago, the people of the Wa Kingdom had already seen the proud and arrogant capital of Meng Yuan, and the Hui Hui Cannon was also inseparable from Meng Yuan in the roar of the Hui Cannon, and the bravery of the Wa warriors was seen by people outside the Wa Kingdom. The modern theory of kamikaze was first proposed by scholars in the Meiji era with the political purpose of deifying the emperor, and although it is generally believed that there is a kamikaze, if it is really as vulnerable as others expected, there is no need to wait for the kamikaze to help. The Wa people had already seen the power of the return cannon of the master of the catapult hundreds of years ago, and it was once imitated, but with the exhibition of the Wa Kingdom castle technology and the past dynasties, the catapult that required a large number of people to operate became a symbol of obsolescence, and gradually disappeared in the eyes of people, becoming a discarded weapon in the corner. As a traverser, the first tactic that comes to mind is the famous tactic of queuing and shooting, but now firearms are really a money-burning thing, and the large-scale use of firearms or something, there must be no need to think about it, there is no such condition. In fact, now the Date army has less than a hundred iron cannons, and all of them have come to the Higashigahara formation. Zheng Heng could not have a large number of iron cannons in a short period of time, so he retreated to the second most important and began to use catapults in the army.

Qinghe Hengxiu attacked first. In his opinion. Catapults have only two functions. One is used when it occupies an absolute advantage to attack the fortified city, or the kind of castle on the plain, and the other is the current kind of camp enclosed by walls, there is really no room for catapults in the narrow castle, and most of the castles in this era are built between the mountains, and it is really a time-consuming and laborious thing to carry up, which is the biggest reason why the catapults will decline. The East Ebara Formation, like the Western Ebara Formation, is different from most of the camps of this era. In order to set up the catapults, a square was set aside in the middle of the place, which could be used for training in normal times and was the place where the catapults were fired in wartime.

Qinghe Hengxiu's face was dark, not showing joy and anger, obviously entering a state of imminent battle, and shouted loudly: "Catapult preparation, preparation, gravel bag, gravel bag." Give them pre-war entertainment! "Two catapults, pulled up slowly. More than 300 people waited on the two catapults.

The family that was able to pull out 300 soldiers in the troubled times of the Warring States was already a wealthy family, and the initial number of the Date clan was only 100 people, but these people were only able to fiddle with two catapults, which is enough to show that the number of people who want to use catapults is still much different from the giant catapults used by thousands of people in the legend.

Qinghe Hengxiu ordered: "Prepare, smash, give the cubs who serve the Maori family well!" ”

At the sound of the order, more than 100 soldiers worked together, and the catapults roared violently, and the two huge packages tied up with burlap bags crossed an arc in the air with a roar, and sprinkled directly in the air under the swaying of the fire. The sacks were scattered, and hundreds of large and small pieces of rubble slid down from the air, and the Maori sergeants who had already been stunned by the sudden golden drums of the camp beneath the gravel could hear the terrible screams of black clouds tearing through the air.

The eyes of Nobunao Kumagai, the general in the front of the Maori Army, suddenly widened, and he let out an earth-shattering roar: "Kill! Kumagai Nobunao heard a sudden and terrible chirp in the dark air, and thought it was Date Jun shooting a bow and arrow, but he didn't think that the sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air was very different from the sound of stones breaking through the air.

In fact, there is no need for Kumagai Nobunao to roar, the sound of breaking the air has already awakened many people, but at this moment it is no longer a waiting to hide and escape, and the Ashigaru Shogun in the front row saw that the Date army had been prepared, so he had already adjusted his pace, changing from a sneak attack to a strong attack, and the moment the fire was burning, he had already raised his sword and shouted.

"Kill!" More than a dozen ashigaru captains shouted in unison, brandished the swords and guns in their hands and pounced, completely ignoring the rubble whistling on their heads, and behind them, there were three or four hundred pioneers who also roared in battle, and began to follow and began to charge, shouting hysterically, without the slightest hesitation under their feet.

In an instant, the gravel smashed in the center of the crowd with a piercing sound of wind and thunder, and the gravel hit with a terrifying crackling and knocking sound, and some of the gravel fell in a place where no one was able to grasp the angle of the fall, and the smashing on the person at any time had a huge lethality. The fist-sized gravel is not as smooth as a pebble, and the angular gravel cuts through the places that the foot helmet cannot protect, and can instantly open a bloody hole, even if it is smashed on the protected head and shoulder, it can also smash hard wounds, and the soldiers with broken heads and bleeding are everywhere.

The torches held by the wounded soldiers were thrown everywhere, and then they caused chaos in the ranks, and Qinghe Hengxiu smiled cruelly on his cold face, and ordered: "Serve with oil cans." Seeing that the vanguard of the Maori army had reached a hundred meters away, he scolded in a low voice, according to the poor language vocabulary of the Japanese people, it was probably another sentence of Baga.

The oil tank was made of clay pots, but it was not the black oil that Zhengheng used tirelessly, the black oil had already been used up, and the spare ones were also used last time, and they were all composed of vegetable oil and animal oil, and the catapult quickly shot out the two oil tanks, and the oil tanks smashed down in the chaos of the Maori army, and fell to pieces. The oil quickly dispersed in the crowd, and the scattered torches burst into flames when they touched the oil.

The Maori army soon burst into flames, and the burning flames fell on the clothes of the nearby soldiers, and immediately ignited the clothes on their bodies, and all of them flapped the flames on their bodies in the face of this sudden change, and soon two burning fires were formed. Maori Yuan shouted: "The rear team fills the flames with sand, and the front team moves forward quickly, seize the enemy position, and let them see the majesty of the Maori army." As he spoke, he glanced upstream of the Oda River and gave the order for a general attack with his hand.

The Maori Army Pioneer Battalion under the leadership of Kumagai Nobunao held the Tai Sword, roaring loudly and quickly advancing towards the Higashi Ehara Formation, Kumagai Nobunao turned his head and glanced at the rear team, his eyes suddenly widened, and he roared hoarsely, without the slightest hesitation in his footsteps, he had already crossed the leading soldier in a few steps, and rushed towards the gate like a whirlwind with the Tai Dao.

At this moment, Qinghe Hengxiu gave the order for iron cannon shooting, and a crisp gunfire resounded inside and outside the formation. "The enemy has fired!" "Protect the ...... of adults" Suddenly, a thick human wall formed around Kumagai Nobunao, and hundreds of iron cannons spewed out tongues of fire with a bang, which was deafening. The storm of iron sand and buckshot inflicted numerous wounds on the men of the Maori vanguard battalion who charged as they charged, some of them falling silently, others screaming and rolling on the ground. The iron cannon kept threatening, and the soldiers continued to be wounded and fell to the ground, some were killed directly, some were injured and could not move, the distance was too close, and hundreds of people soon fell.

The corners of Kumagai's eyes were bloodshot, he didn't expect to encounter such a tragic attack, and shouted loudly: "Archer! Above! Immediately, more than thirty soldiers stepped forward to draw their bows and arrows, raised their left hand and their right arm with force, raised their bows to their eyes, glanced at them, and their fingers loosened, and with the humming sound of the bowstring vibrating, a feathered arrow rushed towards the head of the city.

Dozens of feathered arrows immediately provoked an iron cannon on the head of the city, mixed with hundreds of stones of various sizes, and when they hit the people's heads, they immediately broke their heads and ended up bleeding, and more than two dozen Maori soldiers who were about to reach the wall and tried to climb fell down.

Kumagai Nobunao was in a state of confusion, but his mind was blank, he didn't know what to do, he thought about all kinds of possibilities, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, he really couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. His heart had begun to grow timid, far from being as loud as he had just thought he was and rushing forward. Seeing that so many companions had died before they had even fought face-to-face with the Date Army, the people in the pioneer camp had long been disheartened, and they had no intention of fighting at all. Only the samurai are still barely supporting, these people are all outlaws, coupled with the ideological organization of the bushido spirit, they think that their fighting ability is outstanding, and they are indeed much stronger than ordinary soldiers, but they still paid huge casualties in the face of the attack of iron cannons before approaching the camp wall.

By the light of the fire, Mao Li Yuan had already seen this qiē, and his heart was anxious and angry, but there was not much way to imagine, the only thing he could do now was to charge, charge, as long as he entered the camp, the victorious side would definitely be the Mao Li family, he waved his arm vigorously. The drums of war beat violently, and a hundred soldiers who had set up wooden ladders roared, carrying ten simple wooden ladders and carrying wooden shields to rush to the camp wall, and behind them were thousands of soldiers led by Yoshikawa Motoharu.

Qinghe Hengxiu looked at the iron cannon that was hot and unusable, and shouted: "Brothers, the enemy is attacking, prepare to fight!" The members who were able to become the Iron Artillery Corps were all elite men in the army, and immediately abandoned the Iron Cannon and stood on the camp wall with a sword in hand, and Kawasaki Yorihiro, as well as Noyama Masatomo who led the order, and thousands of soldiers stood up and looked out of the city.

Noyama Masato, who became a temporary deputy general, shouted: "Archers prepare, shoot, shoot at will!" With a roar, four or five hundred feathered arrows shot from Maruki's bow spilled into the enemy's shock formation, which immediately caused waves, but the casualties were not very large, and there was nothing left except blood in the crowd.

Immediately at the enemy troops running below the city, they fired angry feather arrows, and soon there were casualties, and more and more enemies fell to the ground, but they still did not stop the enemy's footsteps, and the first wooden ladder was finally erected on the outer wall.

The drums shook the sky and the flags fluttered. Mao Liyuan's face was gloomy, and he muttered in a low voice: "It would be good if I could win quickly, as long as I hurt the Date clan, I will be fine." He comforted himself, and was about to get up, when he suddenly felt a pain in his left ankle, and his ankle stabbed like a knife when he kicked it, and it was broken. (To be continued!)