October 26, the 11th year of Chongzhen reign in the Ming Dynasty.
Tsurumaru Castle.
Countless artillery pieces have been lined up in a row, and the artillery fire is eagerly aimed at this city, the home of the Shimazu family.
Ding Yunyi is seriously injured, and the person commanding here is Ding Yunyi's favorite general Huangfu Yunjie.
The autumn wind is blowing, and the fighting spirit is strong.
Everything on the battlefield sounds so quiet...
Shimazu Mitsuhisa pulled up almost all the defensive forces. Although he suffered repeated defeats and even the sword master Miyamoto Musashi died at the hands of Ding Yunyi, Shimazu Mitsuhisa was never willing to give up!
Countless war flags of the Ming Dynasty are flying in the wind!
Huangfu Yunjie slowly raised the knife in his hand...and the flag bearer in the flag stand also slowly raised the big flag in his hand...
When Huangfu Yunjie's sword fell, the big flag also swung with force...
"Let it go!" "Let it go!" "Let it go!"
Such calls came from the mouths of the officers, and the roar of the artillery also sounded at this moment!
On October 26, the 11th year of Chongzhen, the Huben Guards bombarded Tsurumaru Castle!
The attack and defense of Tsurumaru Castle breaks out!
The artillery opened its ferocious mouth and smashed the cannonballs one after another into Tsurumaru Castle with roaring fury of revenge.
This was the first time that Huben Guards had used artillery on such a scale to engage in a city siege since its establishment. The roar of more than two hundred artillery pieces of various types made Tsurumaru Castle tremble.
In fact, from Ding Yunyi's perspective, such bombardment is still not perfect.
There are all types of artillery here. They almost include the No. 1 to No. 5 cannons of Huben Guards, for ships, for defense, and for siege. There are all kinds of artillery. And in Ding Yunyi’s imagination, every cannon
Each gun has its own position.
However, it is not possible to do this yet...
Although Ding Yunyi was not satisfied, the scene of so many artillery roaring at the same time was spectacular enough!
Cannonballs continued to fall on Tsurumaru Castle, and earth-shaking roars erupted below the city, causing fire and smoke to cover everything in Tsurumaru Castle...
Tsurumaru Castle is trembling, the earth is trembling. The Japanese are trembling...
Tsurumaru Castle also has iron cannons, but they cannot compare with the cannons of the Tiger Guards in terms of quantity and quality. The Shogun's Office issued a ban, which brought the Japanese firearms that had developed to a large scale to a halt.
.The firearms of the Shimadzu family. Except for some of the new firearms secretly purchased from Tanegashima, the rest were left over many years ago.
Such firearms simply cannot compete with the Ming army's firearms!
Although the artillery fire of the Ming army could not destroy Tsurumaru Castle at once, it could continue to deal blows to Tsurumaru Castle. It weakened Tsurumaru Castle's city defense and weakened the determination of the Japanese in the city to resist!
The artillery fire was deafening, and Ding Yunyi, who was recovering from his injuries in the military camp, could not lie down.
"Duan San, help me go out and take a look..." Ding Yunyi called his cronies in.
Duan San'er didn't persuade him, and even if he tried to persuade him, the mayor wouldn't listen.
When Ding Yunyi walked out of the military camp with the support of Duan Saner, what he saw was the most shocking scene:
The artillery roared, and the shells flew in the air. Drawing wonderful arcs, they landed on the enemy's tower one by one.
The fire shooting into the sky is the most gorgeous scene on the battlefield; the roar of the cannon is a cheerful song on the battlefield...
The soldiers of the Ming army ran back and forth, constantly transporting artillery shells up, loading the artillery shells into the muzzles, and then "gifting" these artillery shells to the Japanese.
On the tower, the Japanese were running around in a panic, constantly dodging the attacks of artillery shells. They were constantly extinguishing the fires that were burning everywhere...
Magnificent, magnificent!
Ding Yunyi showed a comfortable smile on his face.
"Sir..." Duan San'er said on the side: "I heard that all the famous generals in the past and present, no matter what happened, were always calm and composed, even if Mount Tai collapsed, they would not change their expressions. But
Why do you look like adults, you can't sit still when you hear the sound of cannons?"
Ding Yunyi laughed "haha": "How can there be so many famous generals in the world who don't change their expressions even if Mount Tai collapses in front of them? If so, it seems that I can't be such a famous general... Wait a minute, thousands of miles away
Bring me the mirror..."
He took the telescope and looked in the direction of Tsurumaru Castle. After a long time, he put it down and said, "Ask Huangfu Yunjie to come see me immediately."
As soon as Huangfu Yunjie arrived, Ding Yunyi pointed at Hewan City: "Huangfu, look at the west tower, which is a blind spot for shelling, but there are people there, and people are constantly coming and going. Why do you think this is?"
"I noticed it just now." Huangfu Yunjie said, "If my guess is correct, this must be the Japanese bandit's preparation for a night attack."
Ding Yunyi smiled: "Generally, there are several situations in sneak attacks. One is a long-distance attack and the soldiers are tired; the other is a big victory and slackness; the third is a big defeat and dejection. But now we don't have any of these three situations. Japanese pirates
But they were eager to prepare for a sneak attack on the first day after the bombardment. Why do you think this is?"
"Japanese pirates are not good generals." Huangfu Yunjie replied smoothly.
"I don't think so." Ding Yunyi pondered for a while: "I think it should be the continuous failures before and the murder of Miyamoto Musashi that have brought the morale of Tsurumaru City to the bottom. Shimazu Mitsuhisa must need a
Victory will boost the morale of Tsurumaru Castle... Huangfu, increase the intensity of the artillery bombardment, and at the same time make full preparations to guard against night attacks..."
"Yes, if you discipline those Japanese thieves, there will be no return!"
The sound of "boom-boom--" the artillery sounded again, this was the majestic movement played by the Ming army...
...
Shimazu Mitsuhisa's face was solemn, and he stood there, regardless of the danger, staring at his busy subordinates.
He never thought that Miyamoto Musashi, who he had placed high hopes on, would die so miserably in the hands of Ding Yunyi. And the impact this incident had on Tsurumaru City was so huge that he had never thought of it before.
....
Countless people witnessed the death of Miyamoto Musashi with their own eyes. If the previous consecutive failures can be barely explained as tactical needs, then there is no excuse this time.
Every effort must be made to reverse this situation...
Oshima Heisaburo stood in front of him.
"Heisaburo. Is the night attack team ready?"
"Yes, ready."
"Are you sure of victory?"
The Governor's question made Oshima Heisaburo silent for a moment: "Master Governor, my surprise attack team failed and my reputation was humiliated. I will definitely wash away my shame this time."
"It's not just about washing away one's own shame." Shimazu Mitsuhisa sighed: "I didn't expect that the Ming Dynasty people would mobilize so many iron cannons. If they were allowed to continue bombarding like this, Tsurumaru Castle would not be able to hold on for long.
Now, casualties are increasing every moment, and the city walls are shaking under the destruction of enemy artillery fire. I need you to win at all costs!"
"Hai!"
"Heisaburo!" Shimazu Mitsuhisa raised his voice: "Attack with the determination to die!"
"Hai!"
...
The shelling lasted for half a day.
The battlefield was filled with smoke. When the terrible bombardment finally stopped, the Ming army did not attack.
Now is not the best time to capture Tsurumaru Castle. They need to use continuous bombardment to wear away the Japanese's determination to resist bit by bit, and then capture the Shimazu family's home city at the minimum cost.
When the sound of artillery finally stopped, the Japanese in Tsurumaru Castle breathed a long sigh of relief. In this bombardment, too many unprepared people died.
And the city wall barely withstood the bombardment...
They hurriedly collected the bodies of the victims and hurriedly repaired the damaged city walls. God knows when the next bombardment will come.
And the Tiger Guard soldiers on the battlefield are also organizing things in an orderly manner...
Night gradually fell, and the battlefield returned to its previous quietness...
It seemed like nothing had happened before...
The soldiers, who had been tired for a day, gradually fell asleep... and at this moment, silhouettes of people began to appear on Tsurumaru Castle...
One by one, the Japanese hung ropes and fell from the city wall. When their feet touched the ground, they held samurai swords in their hands...
Night attack!
Oshima Heisaburo, who led these people, firmly believed that he would not fail again this time...
There was silence in the military camp of Huben Guard. There was no sound, everything was surrounded by the fragrance of dreams, and everything was in a strange silence...
Oshima Heisaburo and his night attack team were approaching the enemy's camp bit by bit... The enemy was unprepared, and everything went so smoothly...
When they finally approached, Heisaburo Oshima didn't even see the enemy sentry...
"Kill for the Shimazu family!" Oshima Heisaburo howled like this.
A large number of Japanese rushed into the Ming Army's military camp... and at this moment, countless torches suddenly flashed out of the Ming Army's military camp... Then, a large number of Ming Army soldiers holding muskets
Appeared!
All the Japanese in the night attack team were instantly panicked.
"Do you recognize General Huangfu Yunjie?" Amid laughter, Huangfu Yunjie appeared on a tall horse!
At this moment, Oshima Heisaburo was heartbroken. The surprise attack team had failed. Will the night attack team also fail now? No, not also, but the people of the Ming Dynasty had already been prepared, and they had already judged it.
This sneak attack...
...
"Has Huangfu started?" Ding Yunyi, who was lying on the bed, asked with a yawn.
"It's starting. More than three hundred Japanese bandits have been surrounded by Lord Huangfu."
"Only more than 300 people?" Ding Yunyi seemed very dissatisfied: "So I said those Japanese bandits can't do anything big. A mere 300 people are not enough for Huangfu to kill..."
He turned over, and the wounds on his body hurt again. He kept cursing those hateful Japanese bandits in his stomach, and then said tiredly: "Ask Huangfu not to leave any one behind, and not to disturb me before dawn..."
."
However, just as he finished these words, the roar of muskets was heard...
"Damn it, how can I sleep at night?" Ding Yunyi muttered angrily...
...
The muskets roared, and Oshima Heisaburo looked sadly at his men, who fell to the enemy's guns one by one, without any ability to resist.
The Japanese bandits in the surprise attack team were surrounded in a small area, and the Ming army musketeers were able to happily kill these Japanese bandits with their guns without any aim at all.
Some Japanese thieves still wanted to resist with all their strength. They waved their samurai swords and rushed forward with a cry of "Ao Ao". However, they quickly fell into a pool of blood amidst the sound of muskets after taking only a few steps forward...
..
They had no ability to resist at all. Compared to the Ming army, which was well prepared, and faced with the incredibly lethal muskets in a small area, all resistance was in vain.
The Night Raid Team was doomed to failure from the very beginning!
First one by one, and then groups of Japanese pirates died... One can fully imagine Oshima Heisaburo's sadness and helplessness at this time. Faced with such a situation, he had no solution at all.
"Yagagaru!" Oshima Heisaburo howled in despair, then he raised his katana high and rushed towards the opposite side desperately.
But what greeted him was still the ruthless muskets of the Ming army...
Oshima Heisaburo died, his body was almost destroyed by more than a dozen muskets. He fell in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, and his face was full of unwillingness.
But, what can be done about this?
Katana versus musket, this is an unfair duel...
On Tsurumaru Castle, Shimazu Mitsuhisa, who was full of hope, also clearly heard the gunfire coming from the enemy barracks opposite. He knew that it was not from the night raid team.
He closed his eyes sadly. Oshima Heisaburo and his night attack team failed.
He once thought they could succeed, but what they brought to him was still this ending. He really couldn't figure out what else could stop those Ming Dynasty people?
Miyamoto Musashi can't do it, and neither can the Night Raid Team...
What about Lake Kamikawa? What about Lake Kamikawa, who went around recruiting masters? Where is he now? Can he invite those masters back before Tsurumaru Castle is breached?
Now all hopes seem to be pinned on Shangchuan Lake.
But Shimazu Mitsuhisa didn't know that Kamikawako had already abandoned him. In Kamikawako's eyes, Shimazu Mitsuhisa was just a chess piece that could be used.
Once this chess piece loses its use value, it is worthless.
This is the sorrow of the Shimadzu family, this is the sorrow of Mitsuhisa Shimazu, and now, the terrible and sad shadow of failure is getting closer and closer! (To be continued Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work