On the evening of November 25, the seventh year of Tensho (1579), when the Oda army withdrew its troops, no one still broke through the castle walls of Shinomaru. Amid the chants, cheers and laughter of the believers, the Oda army retreated from the city walls in panic.
Evacuate.
In just one day, the Oda Army suffered nearly 3,000 casualties. The casualties of the Honganji Army were estimated to be even more exaggerated. Because of their desperate fighting style and their complete failure to avoid the Oda Army’s artillery fire, the Honganji Army estimated that
5,000 people fell - the exchange ratio of the defenders was so bad, which shows how crazy the resistance of the believers was.
"No more ants are allowed to invade the city, no matter which one it is."
At the assessment meeting that night, Yu Qiuping, who had just read the casualty report, said gloomily, "There are 70,000 people in total, 3,000 casualties a day, and we can still fight for 20 days? This is great, we can't even wait 100 days."
"We estimate that we have killed five to six thousand of those bald donkeys. If this continues, they will be the first to be killed." Sawaki Yoshiyuki was wounded by a javelin in his right hand today when he was commanding. He is now wrapped in a bandage, and he is also full of resentment.
"Tengpachi, let me tell you, if we change like this, it will be us who cross first." Yu Qiuping sat down and said with a serious expression, "Have you not noticed that those who rush forward to risk their lives are the believers. I would like to
On the contrary, the monk soldiers in the temple suffered very few casualties and hid well. None of the believers were afraid of death. No matter how many deaths there were, their morale was fine. They were still at the front the next day. Our soldiers were not believers. If we were to siege the city, we would suffer three casualties.
Forty percent, how can we still fight?"
"I'll go to hell with these bullshit monks! I greet them..." As Yu Qiuping was talking, he suddenly started swearing, which shocked everyone, especially Sen Changke. All along, Yu Qiuping
His image is that of a gentle and gentle Confucian general, but now his spouting is even worse than that of Mori Changke, who loves to curse.
"The innocent people are tricked into standing in front of them in exchange for their lives, while they hide in the back with iron cannons. Are they really good at it?" Yu Qiuping became angrier as he scolded. He no longer spoke Japanese, but instead used Chinese, which is more convenient to curse.
He cursed loudly, "If you don't get tonsured, don't stop drinking, don't fast, you get married and have children, and you use the money donated by the poor people who have worked hard for several years to live frugally, eat big fish and meat, and everyone gets fat. It's true."
When something happens, they let the believers stand in front and hold the iron cannons themselves. I can tell you about eighteen generations of their ancestors! Damn... the Yixiang Sect, the Pure Land Shinsect, I can tell you!"
Seeing Yu Qiuping being so angry, everyone in the camp was speechless for a moment. After listening for a long time, Sen Changke couldn't help but muttered, "It's not our people who died, but those gang of traitors, why are you so angry?"
of?"
"Everyone who dies is a human being, and human beings are human beings!" Yu Qiuping glanced at Sen Changke angrily, and said categorically to everyone, "Starting from tomorrow, no ants are allowed to enter the city, and no one is allowed to go to war without permission!
Too many people died... 10,000 people were killed or injured in this city in one day. Our wounded soldiers are still being treated. If the believers in the city were injured, no one would take care of them. Oh, maybe someone will take care of them? Come here a few
If a meat-and-wine monk is reciting a few verses from the scriptures, is he saved? Is he going to the Pure Land? Damn it!"
"Then what should we do? If we are not allowed to enter the city, then Ishiyama Imperial House must be captured." Ikeda Hengxing said from the side, "Hongye, you have been given a death order."
"Blast with artillery." Yu Qiuping looked stern and said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow, transfer all the artillery to the West City and cooperate with the Hongye Fleet's naval artillery to bombard the city!"
"With the power of our artillery, it is estimated that it will be difficult to damage the walls of a strong city like Ishiyama Gobo." Takenaka Shigeharu also warned in a low voice, "I will not raise troops out of anger."
"Then give it a try, I still don't believe it." Yu Qiuping shook his head insistently.
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On the morning of November 26, the seventh year of Tianzheng (1579), outside the west gate of Shishan Imperial Square.
The Oda Army assembled all their artillery, including land and naval artillery, a total of more than two hundred artillery pieces of various calibers, and launched an unprecedented and indiscriminate bombardment at Ishiyama Gobo.
The inner city of Satsuma is even more spectacular. The entire land and sea to the west of Ishiyama Gobo is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and gunpowder. The castle wall of Ishiyama Gobo is never quiet for a moment. Shells fall like raindrops, and the smoke is mixed with broken bodies.
Arms and gravel and dust have been entrenched at the head of Shishan Yufang City for a long time.
The roar of the cannons and the crashing and shattering sounds at the top of the city were so loud that even people standing together had to shout to communicate with each other. And none of the believers and monks who were still guarding the city dared to get up. They were all honest.
They lay on the wall bricks. Once a cannonball happened to land on the city wall, it would kill dozens or even dozens of people in an instant.
After the bombardment, the west city wall was covered with pits of varying depths, and the city gate of the west city was also blasted, revealing the brick wall blocked behind. The wall stacks at the head of the city were in disrepair, and more than half of them were overturned.
All the city defense facilities such as the city towers, oars, and shooting holes were destroyed. Blood flowed on the city walls and trickled down the city from the gaps in the wall stacks.
However, the power of solid artillery shells driven by black powder is limited after all. A whole day of high-intensity shooting consumed a large amount of ammunition reserves, but in the end Ishiyama Yu
The main body of the west city wall of Ishiyama Gobo still stands here. Takenaka Shigeharu is right. With the power of artillery, it is difficult to cause effective damage to the walls of a strong city like Ishiyama Gobo. Even if it has been turned into a naked city, as long as those who are not afraid of death can
The believers are still there, and the Oda army is still unable to move forward.
With the end of the bombardment, the sound of Buddhist trumpets sounded again from the top of the West City, as if mocking the incompetence of the Oda army.
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At the regular evaluation meeting of the Oda family every night, the atmosphere today was particularly depressing. Everyone is a veteran who has fought for many years, so they can’t understand. If you want to bring down the west city wall just by bombardment, even if you destroy the Yuqiu family,
Even if all the ammunition and gunpowder in the Oda family's inventory were used up, it wouldn't be enough. If we keep firing for 100 days, we might have a chance.
"This city wall is really hard, hehe..." Ikeda Hengxing saw that the atmosphere in the tent was too awkward, so he opened his mouth and said, "If it was an ordinary small city, it would have collapsed long ago according to this bombardment method."
"If Ishiyama Gobo was not such a fortified city, the master would not have fought for ten years and still have nothing to do with it." Hori Hidemasa frowned, "If there was not a hundred-day limit, it would be better to really blockade Ishiyama Gobo and rely on food shortages.
Fall into the city."
"How about we jointly write a letter to the lord and ask him to revoke the hundred-day limit?" Yoshiyuki Sawaki smiled and proposed an idea, "What do you think?"
"Come on, you want Momiji to die." Ikeda Hengxing laughed twice again, patted Sawaki Yoshiyuki on the shoulder and said, "I can see clearly, now the lord just doesn't like looking at Momiji. Why don't you still
Get a bunch of people to join forces to help Hongye? It seems like the lord is embarrassing his important ministers, and the rabbit is dead and the fox is sad? Let the whole world see the joke? Isn't that putting him on the fire?"
"It will be enough if we charge again tomorrow." Sen Changke glanced at Yu Qiuping, who had been silent, "The west city is almost destroyed, and there is only one wall left. If we charge again tomorrow, we will definitely be able to get down.
"
Seeing that Yu Qiuping still didn't speak, Sen Changke turned around and said in a deep voice to Yu Qiuping: "It's not me who said that this city will always be attacked, right? You can't help but fight. Anyway, everyone is damned.
You are going to die, die early and die late. Tens of thousands of people are destined to lie down here. Don't think about it. Who are you showing this gloomy face? When you had a decisive battle with Takeda Shingen and Uesugi Kenshin,
Wasn't there an order to send your subordinates into the pit of fire? You dared to sacrifice yourself then, why don't you dare to do it now?"
"In your eyes, I may have won those two battles. But to me, I have lost everything." Yu Qiuping finally spoke, but the sadness in his eyes made everyone tremble, "You know
How many brothers have I lost? If I had to choose again, I would never want to fight those two battles."
"Oh my God? You don't want to fight in the two battles that made you famous all over the world? Do you know how many samurai dream about defeating Uesugi Kenshin and Takeda Shingen?" Mori Nagako shook his head in disbelief and said with
He looked at Yu Qiuping like he was a fool.
"But the dead can never come back." Yu Qiuping pursed his lips. Ryuko, Aneshan Nobuyoshi, Kobata Jiesheng, Shui Yuanjing... the voices, faces, and smiles of countless people seemed to have returned to his eyes. He lowered his head and pondered.
After a long time, he finally raised his head and said:
"Try again tomorrow...if you can't break through, stop attacking."
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On November 27, the seventh year of Tensho (1579), the Oda army once again launched a general attack on Ishiyama Gobo. On the severely damaged west city wall, the soldiers of Mingdibei and Liaoyuanbei almost occupied the wall several times, but they were still overwhelmed by the tide.
The believers who came were repelled. The believers chanted the Buddha's name and rushed towards the Hongye Army desperately. They were like emotionless killing machines, not afraid of swords, guns and halberds. When they were stabbed by a gun, they hugged the gun and were always slashed by the knife.
They grabbed the knife when they fell to the ground, bit and pulled when they fell to the ground, and hit their heads even when they had only one breath left. They seemed to have no life in their eyes, and they just repeated the "attack" command monotonously. Swords, bamboo
Guns, hammers, hammers, wooden sticks, whips, they used all the weapons they could find to attack the Red Leaf Army. If they couldn't penetrate the armor, they would poke it into the gaps. If they couldn't penetrate it, they would tear it off with their bloody fingers.
The Red Leaf Army wears armor and attacks with teeth and fists. Whenever there is a chance, they will jump down the city with every Red Leaf Army they can see.
The iron gunners hiding in the rear were constantly harvesting the lives of the Oda troops who climbed to the top of the city. With those human shields there, they aimed with almost no pressure. The blood on the top of each city was already
It was almost reaching the ankles, but the Honganji army refused to retreat. The tug-of-war continued until the evening, and the Oda army finally had no choice but to withdraw its troops and evacuate from the city. When the familiar sound of the Buddha's trumpet from the Honganji believers sounded again,
The Oda Army's front line fell silent.
In this battle, the Oda Army suffered nearly 4,000 casualties. The total number of casualties exceeded 10%, but they could not even get down from the city wall and touch the ground of Shishan Imperial Palace. In such a strong city, so many brave soldiers were not afraid of death.
Believers - Maybe this is really a city that cannot be conquered by manpower?
That night, Yu Qiuping canceled the routine evaluation meeting and once again ordered all members of the Oda family not to go to war. He did not see anyone and left himself alone on a small earth mountain within the formation, looking at the stars in the sky.
Chapter completed!