A tour of Japan's Warring States Period

Before Koheita's battle decision was made and the selected warriors were not selected, the Takeda army, which was attacked by iron cannons, had already begun to change its formation.

The general in the Takeda formation was still so calm, picking up the armors of the dead that could be seen everywhere on the battlefield, and hanging them on the only wooden posts. He also cut the spears into three sections and tied them into bamboo bundles.

Although he was still being beaten passively, he at least had some defensive power, but it just couldn't cover Takeda's entire army.

But so what, the Yamauchi Army does not have enough firepower to completely cover the Takeda Army anyway. The iron cannon men had long since disappeared, and they were in no hurry.

As for the cannon?

The Takeda Army's cannons had been lost long ago, and the Yamauchi Army's cannons were about to come up. Unfortunately, after so many rounds, the bronze cannon tubes needed to rest. The gun failed to fire, and the gunner who had been trained for several years was killed by the explosion.

Bronze is softer than steel. During casting, the cannon diameter and the cannonball are not perfectly matched. The actual caliber of the cannon is slightly larger than the cannonball for ease of use.

But this caused a problem. The gunpowder behind the cannonball exploded, forming a pushing force that pushed the cannonball out through the restraints of the gun barrel.

In the barrel, the cannonball does not obey orders and only flies out in a straight line. He will spin and jump inside the barrel without stopping.

You can't tell after one or two shots, but after dozens of shots, the barrel is already very hot. The cannonball will hit the already soft cannon wall into uneven thickness, causing various problems in the cannon bore.

Careful maintenance and use can effectively extend the life of the cannon. If you fire continuously without any scruples, the result will usually be destruction and death.

Others don't understand, but Xiao Pingtai definitely understands. This cannon has been fired many times. It definitely can't be fired today. If it fires this cannon again, it may go back to the fire.

The two sides moved slowly and faced off like this, until the Takeda Army moved slowly for a long time, and even had to leave the battlefield under Toishi Castle.

At this time of complete victory, it is unrealistic for the warriors to risk their lives to fight. The loot they had captured was plentiful, and the head they deserved was also obtained.

It is really difficult for the soldiers who have already made a lot of war fortune to go all out to attack Takeda's hedgehog formation.

But fortunately, there are still people on the battlefield who don't like property and prisoners, and just want to annihilate the Takeda army.

The side assault before Toishi Castle did not achieve the expected brilliant victory. After defeating the Suruga clan, the soldiers of the Toishi clan were hindered by the Takeda army's Kobata-ryu dysprosium horses and tenacious infantry.

Only now, under the leadership of Mitsuru Suda, have come to see Taro Yamauchi.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, is so heroic. The Yamauchi family is indeed a hero from generation to generation. I have gone all the way to come to the rescue this time. I am so grateful!" As he spoke, Mitsuru Suda knelt down on the ground with a great ceremony.

We had already thought, "We are going to die here today!" Suddenly good news came from the sky, and Taro's troops came to save him. I am extremely grateful.

"Doctor Suda, please rise up and help each other. This is the rule of the samurai family." Yamauchi Taro sat on the inverted basket. On the battlefield, he made do with the simplicity and could not ask for too much.

"I wish His Majesty the Emperor a long and prosperous military career!" Suda Mitsuru thanked him and stood up.

Among all the people present, Yamauchi Taro's status was the most respected, so naturally he was the center of attention. Even though he is a child, he cannot stand up to a loyal army of more than 20,000 people.

"Doctor Suda, there are still Takeda remnants in front of the battle. Are you willing to take the first step for me?"

"I'm willing to fight!" Suda Mitsuru heard that he was going to fight the Takeda Army. Although he had already fought one battle, he still cheered up and immediately accepted the order.

Others will cherish their lives, but others will not! They may not be able to fight others, but as long as they want to fight Takeda's big tiger, the one on top is extremely brave.

That was really no nonsense. He turned around and called his younger brothers Suda Mitsukuni and Suda Mitsui. Each of the three led a team.

A young samurai in Suda Mitsuyuki stands out in particular. He is riding a horse and has a tall figure. He is holding a two-room gun and does not wear a helmet, but is tied to his forehead with a long cloth belt with Namo Amitabha Tathagata written on it. He looks heroic.

He was probably the general of the Uesugi clan, Suda Mitsuchi, who was transferred to Yonezawa and whose salary was as high as 20,000 koku.

If you have the opportunity to make friends in the future, it will be worth it if you rise to the top based on your ability.

Although Suda Mitsuchi is young, he is the most courageous among all the stone-crushers. Brandishing his spear, he followed the group and pounced on them.

The Takeda Army's defense was quite tight, but they could not hold back the Toishi people who risked their lives to attack them. The Yamauchi Army continued to provide fire support and cavalry support, which was enough.

The generals in the grinding stone also spared no effort and exerted their full energy. Each held a spear and a sword and shouted in unison. The three groups of men and horses attacked from three sides, and Takeda's army was shaken.

"Your Highness, the stone-cutting people will fight to the death, but after all, they have been fighting for a long time since morning, and they may not be able to win with one blow!"

"Uncle Danzheng, what are you talking about?" Yamauchi Taro turned back and looked at Murakami Yoshimitsu, with the attendant on horseback and a golden sword standing beside him.

"His Highness is the first to break the formation like this!"

"Zuo Ma Yun, lead the first team of the banner to the battle! Raise the royal white flag in my mountain! Just as my uncle said, whoever breaks the battle first will get twenty more swords!"

"Ho ho!" Without saying a word, Murakami Yoshimitsu grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out with more than 200 of his men.

Although the Yamauchi family's flagship team does not have a brilliant name, there is no doubt about its strength.

"Dong dong dong dong dong", Koheta himself played the drums, and Mitsuru Suda personally attacked the most fiercely. The ashigaru under his command formed a formation to attack the Takeda army, and he himself dismounted and raised his gun together.

Murakami Yoshimitsu didn't talk nonsense. He relied on a team of strong men and horses to open the gap with an ashigaru assault, and then asked twenty or thirty bannermen's cavalry to step forward with guns to expand the breakthrough area.

The remaining infantry swarmed forward and stabilized the occupied line, turning Takeda's circular formation into a jagged gear shape.

"Your Highness! The time has come!" Koheita and Hosokawa Kaina said in unison.

"Okay, all troops are pressing forward!"

This time it was no longer the sound of drums, but thousands of people shouting in unison, "Get off the horse, Taro, and kneel down to avoid death!"

It was as if everything in the world was shaken, and even the two warring parties slowed down their movements. The high and swaying mountain Eryin's body shape skyrocketed, breaking through the sky.

Countless flying flags swarmed in front of the Takeda Army. The Takeda Army suffered repeated defeats, and the breath they were barely holding finally disappeared.

Like a tight steel wire, it suddenly broke with a bang. The originally united formation finally collapsed under the tremendous pressure.

There were only a few generals on horseback, surrounded by "Takeda Shingen", desperately breaking out of the encirclement southward, abandoning all flags and honors representing their identity, just seeking a way out in the chaos.

(You may wish to take a look at the ratio of great masters to lv5 in this historical essay competition. There is nothing to say. It is indeed similar to what I understood before awarding the award, except that the first person was changed. It seems that the process can be used to write an urban novel. )