Begging in late Ming Dynasty

580 Squeeze
The guns roared all night.

It has only been about forty years since the most intense battle of Sekigahara in the Warring States Period of Japan. There are still many samurai of the older generation living in the world. At the level of the war, the Zheng family suffered heavy losses that night.

More than half of the two herringbone-shaped low wall stairs were lost. The small military camp at the intersection of the hillside was burned to the ground. The corpses were densely packed along the mountain road. Up and down didn't dare to sleep any more, gathered the scattered troops, and confronted each other for a full night.

"These sons of bitches!"

Facing the rising sun, Yin Hong's body was covered with gold, and half of his beard was cut off by a ninja knife. Zheng Zhibao angrily punched his fist on the low wall, listening to him blowing his beard and staring, but Chen Ding was with him. Gan Hui looked at each other solemnly. Now they knew that Zheng Sen's strategic intentions were correct yesterday. If they were driven into the sea when the first wave of samurai landed, it should be easy to hold Honmaru Castle for five days with the help of land and sea. The task, but it is this idea of ​​not working hard that delays the opportunity.

Now, he has entered the land battle mode that Zheng Jun is least good at, and he has paid such a high price. This battle is not easy to fight!
"Young leader!"

Full of hardships, Chen Ding clasped his fists at Zheng Sen, and asked with difficulty: "How will we fight today's battle?"

"Defend the mountain road with firecrackers and bronze cannons, retreat step by step, and plant sulfur and firewood in the Honmaru Castle Tower, and order people to clear the Marugo Taixuan Road, let's do this first!"

Hearing this, Chen Dingru was struck by lightning. This is only the second day of the war, and the bridgehead of Awaji is already planning to abandon it?But recalling the scarlet eyes of the Japanese warriors who rushed up wildly last night, Chen Ding shivered again, didn't say any more, turned around and started to make arrangements.

In the early morning, more Japanese boats gathered from the Naruto Strait to the south. The naginata held high by the Japanese warriors carried on it reflected the cold light. Gathering in the sound, this group of guys are not outstanding in height, a head shorter than the Zheng Jun pirates, but wearing black armor, thousands of warriors are still murderous, with a kind of South American tropics. The all-consuming army ant feeling of the rainforest.

"Step away!"

It was an ugly Japanese language again. The leader of the samurai rushing to the front waved a gourd-like military fan forward. The Japanese who gathered in the formation at the foot of the mountain did not charge immediately, but drew their big bows instead.

In the impression of later generations, the samurai sword is the symbol of the samurai. However, in fact, the bow and arrow were the housekeeping skills of the earliest samurai. The early samurai used horse-drawn bows to fight each other, and the Japanese bow made of bamboo and wood is powerful. It is only a little inferior to the British longbow. This kind of thing can penetrate even the armor of early French heavy armored knights!

Feathered arrows fell one after another, halfway up the mountain, many Zheng Jun who were looking into the battle were shot by the meter-long feathered arrows, and fell down from the hill screaming. Hearing the screaming, Zheng Sen couldn't bear it. Live banging your fist on the stone wall.

If it was the First Division of Taiwan, no one dared to raise his head when he gave an order, Zheng Jun, he was too loose!
The rain of arrows shot six rounds in total. The big arrows carried by each warrior's waist had been shot, and the warriors put away their bows. Amidst the yelling of several army leaders, a group of returning black armored warriors were divided from the brigade. Walking out, along the bottom of Zheng Jun's barracks that was attacked and breached last night, they roared and rushed up the mountain. At the same time, another pair of warrior monkeys climbed up the sloping hillside in a straight line.

Half of the mountainside had been lost, and Zheng Sen didn't spend his troops to occupy the mountain roads full of corpses. Amidst the Japanese howling ghosts and howling wolves, the first half went very smoothly, and there was no resistance from a single soldier. The second chevron interface.

"Eight Grid Road!"

Seeing a group of Zheng Jun holding spears to block it, bloodthirsty excitement suddenly appeared in the eyes of the charging Japanese warriors. All the wealth and disgrace of the warriors were all obtained on the battlefield. Now the high-ranking daimyo, Banner, that Didn't it come out through desperate fighting during the Warring States Period?I have to admit that these Japanese warriors were even a little bit fierce like the Qin army back then, shouting and cursing messily, and charging up to meet Zheng Jun.

There was palpitation and anger in his eyes. Seeing the black Japanese army occupying the mountain road, Chen Ding shook his command flag twice in disgust.

"Go down the flying flower stone!"

The so-called flying flower stones are large rounded stones. These things were bought by Awaji Mamoru back then, and Zheng Jun picked up a ready-made one. Facing the charging warriors, Zheng Jun's formation suddenly cracked several gaps, and immediately A large round stone weighing fifty to sixty kilograms was pushed down with a roar.

The mountain road is only two or three meters wide, and it is accelerated by gravity. This thing is fatal. The samurai who was full of murder just now heard the rumbling sound, as if he heard the call of the god of death in Japanese mythology. The look of fear.

But the mountain road was crowded with people, and there was no place to hide, except that a dozen or so warrior monkeys dashed up the mountain in front, and the five stones in the back slammed into the warrior team, with a crackling sound, The sternum and leg bones are like dry reeds, which can be broken with one blow.

Archaeologists of later generations have found thousands of remains with broken bones on the battlefield, but they don't know how they came here.

The bowling ball knocked over a large area like that, and Zheng Jun, who was full of anger, couldn't help cheering loudly. I don't know who yelled and killed the group of Japanese dogs. After opening, the pirates on Hot Blood rushed down screaming with spears and machetes in their hands.

For a moment, Zheng Sen, who was watching the battle on the castle tower, even had the urge to directly order the firing of these bastards. Suppressing his anger, Zheng Sen threw the flag in front of him to the ground.

"Order Chen Ding to retreat, let Gan Hui's team prepare to respond, it's going to be chaos!"

The musketeers of the Zheng army did not undergo brutal bayonet training like the Qihuo army. They stabbed hundreds of thousands of times in three months. Back then, the musketeers of the Qi family army needed the same number or even more melee arms to protect them. There is such a military rule that if the gunfire player releases the gun before reaching the enemy, the swordsman can cut off his ear and beheaded when he returns to the camp.
The gunners of Qi's army had undergone long-term training, while the gunners of Zheng's army were temporary cameos. The spearmen and shield soldiers in the front swarmed up and fought with the Japanese warriors on the mountain road. Blocked the line of sight and became at a loss.

Don't forget, the Japanese army has two offensive routes!One attacked in a straight line, and the other climbed up the mountain. Just when the bird gunner behind was watching the excitement, a tongue-rolling Japanese roar sounded lewd and fierce.

"The skull is dead!"

Jumping over the low wall suddenly, the first sweaty samurai somersaulted into the crowd, and then the Japanese sword swung upwards, still watching in a daze. Like a real frog, clutching the exposed internal organs of his stomach, he sat down on the ground in horror.

This is just the beginning. Japanese warriors like Shanhou turned up from Zheng Jun's back one after another, relying on the sharpness of the samurai sword to cut into the team of bird gunners. In a panic, he took the gun to block, but was cut into two sections with a single knife, and he was hacked to the ground with a gun.

"Wow ah ah ah!"

A shrill scream rang out in front of him. Zheng Jun, whose face was cut in half by a samurai sword, knelt on the ground screaming, and the unlucky Chen Ding was splashed with blood again, watching his army collapse. , This time, the dolphins among the sharks couldn't help showing their fangs angrily.

No one expected that Chen Ding, who was born as a scholar, would actually shoot his bow left and right. With two firecrackers on the left and right, he directly knocked the two hideous Japanese warriors in front of him to the ground, and threw the firecrackers on the ground. Immediately, Chen Ding roared angrily. It crashed into several heavy ports hanging on the mountain road, and the viscous black oil flowed down the hillside along the pouring tank.

Seeing his movements, Zheng Junniao, who was trembling under the samurai butcher's knife, slammed into those big ports like crazy.

"Ah! Baga Yalu, kerosene!"

This can be regarded as the last words of a certain samurai. Before the samurai who had climbed halfway up the mountain shook off the sticky stains in horror, the flames that covered the sky and the sun burned along the hillside. The screams filled half the hillside.

The raging fire can be regarded as a way out for Zheng Jun, who was caught in the front and back attack. Along the rugged mountain road, Zheng Jun, who fled because of the collapse of the formation, threw away his helmet and armor, screamed and fled to Honmaru Castle, followed closely behind, and rearranged. The Japanese warriors in the team held up their samurai swords, shouting and chasing forward. Along the way, the corpses of Zheng Jun who had been chopped down were piled up.

"Military division, here!"

At the top of the winding mountain road, in front of Honmaru Castle, there is a rather spacious small square. In the past, it was the place where Awaji daimyo held ceremonies. Two wooden high platforms built by the Japanese people stood on it. Looking at the chaotic defeated army fleeing back, Gan Hui was anxious waving hand flags.

"Where is the head of the young dragon?" Panting after running, he stopped in front of the high platform and gasped violently twice, Chen Ding raised his head anxiously and asked again.

"The head of the young dragon has arrived at the back mountain! Military division, let's go! The future will end!"

If there are enough reinforcements, Zheng Sen can defend the Honmaru Castle, relying on the city to fight a tug-of-war with the shogunate, but it is impossible for Song Qingshu to support him. If the Honmaru Castle is besieged, it is impossible to break the shogunate with Zheng Jun's own strength The blockade of more than 20 troops, so we must retreat!

In response, Chen Ding also fled to the back mountain. The Japanese didn't care whether he was a military adviser or not.

"Come on, bastards!"

Standing on the high platform, nestled in the firecracker, Gan Hui's strong and domineering face showed a strong murderous look.

"Raise the gun and shoot!"

(End of this chapter)