Although he suffered a defeat in the first battle, Bao Juhua was not particularly worried.
The forward commanded by Taro Matsumoto did not have strong combat effectiveness. Occasional small setbacks, even if they were not suffered by the Tiger Guard, could wake up the Tiger Guard soldiers.
Bao Juhua didn't pay much attention to the thousand Japanese people on the opposite side. Those who still used swords didn't need to worry too much in the face of the absolutely superior firearms of the Huben Guards.
The only problem is how to completely and cleanly annihilate those thousand Japanese.
Bao Juhua had no doubt about victory. Breaking through Iwakuni and occupying Hiroshima was an absolutely unchangeable plan. Any force that blocked the way forward would be ruthlessly eradicated.
A new attack was already brewing...and in this attack, Taro Matsumoto, who had suffered humiliation and was eager for revenge, was still placed in the attack position.
Taro Matsumoto's failure made him feel not only angry, but also full of frustration. He knew what military exploits meant in the Ming Dynasty's army, especially in the Tiger Guards.
That can bring you glory and great wealth...
On April 21, the thirteenth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, the slightly adjusted Huben Guards launched a new offensive against Yanguo.
This time the Tiger Guard Artillery appeared on the battlefield, and it was also a powerful weapon that made all enemies feel fearful and helpless.
In particular, the Ming army's artillery began to widely use explosive bullets, which caused terrible damage on the battlefield...
When the artillery fire rang out, Iwakuni suffered a devastation that made the Japanese tremble. Without any warning, the artillery shells roared and fell towards the enemy's position.
The damage caused by blooming bullets is completely incomparable to that of solid bullets.
The Japanese, who were waiting in formation for the enemy to charge, did not see the enemy, but were greeted by an overwhelming barrage of artillery shells. The artillery shells fell in their formation one after another, and the agitated fragments were enough to kill any one of them.
Hayakae Chuyasu and the deputy leader Shinemon tried their best to organize the formation so that it would not collapse, and they worked hard to organize the team so that it would not be chaotic.
But the current situation is not optimistic.
At first, his team tried its best to maintain stability, but as the Ming army's artillery fire became more and more sharp, the team began to become chaotic.
More and more people are falling down, and more and more people are lying in a pool of blood and moaning...
"Fight for His Majesty the Emperor, and for the Yoshikawa family!" Tadayashi Hayakae howled loudly.
We must not lose. We must not fail this time. We must persevere no matter what... Even if we persist to the last person, we must not let Iwakuni fall into the hands of the enemy.
Vice-Chairman Shinemon has the same idea. But the current situation makes him feel very difficult.
"Haikai-kun, charge!" Shinemon, the deputy commander, said loudly as he watched the large numbers of samurai fall. He was worried.
Yes, there is no other way besides charging. If the enemy's artillery fire is allowed to wreak havoc here, they will have only one ending:
Completely defeated by the enemy!
"Charge!" After another round of enemy shells fell, Hayakae Tadayai finally made up his mind.
All the people were reluctantly gathered together. Even if they were to die, they would die on the way to charge... And once they got close to the enemy, the enemy's artillery would not be able to work. Maybe the warriors' bravery would help them survive.
Can work wonders...
I have to admit that Hayakae Chuyasu and the deputy leader Shinemon are brave. They don't care too much about their own life and death. But they have no idea how far the firearms of this era have developed.
The rash charge could only be met with the most horrific massacre...
This is exactly what the Japanese are facing now!
The shells fell crazily into the Japanese formation, and rounds of shells slaughtered the charging enemies. Thousands of Japanese fell down. But there were still tens of thousands of enemies rushing up regardless of life and death!
Massacre, this is a real massacre!
The raging artillery fire made it impossible for all the Japanese to see any hope... The blood under their feet had dyed the ground red, and the corpses were almost filling the place.
Now, it has completely turned into a mechanical and numb charge.
They see no hope, they never can have any hope...
After some people rushed away from the coverage of the artillery fire with great difficulty, they were "received" by muskets. Rows of Ming army soldiers held up muskets in their hands. Amidst the smoke, all they could see was*
*Naked and bloody!
The duel between cold weapons and hot weapons is no longer on the same level. Even though the current Tiger Guards have not yet developed to the point where they can fully utilize hot weapons to win.
But it's enough to deal with these Japanese...
The air on the battlefield is also full of the smell of blood, and the breath of death surrounds these Japanese who have only half left. The hopeless Japanese are fighting a hopeless battle, numbness, sadness, and despair, this is all they have
State of mind...
The charge suddenly came to an abrupt halt.
The noisy battlefield suddenly became quiet...quiet, with no sound at all...
The deputy commander, Shinemon, was sitting on the ground, one of his legs was broken, and in his arms was his companion Tadayashi Hayakae.
Hayakae Chuyasu was dead. The deputy chief, Shinemon, watched helplessly as Hayakae Chuyasu fell in front of him, and his body was penetrated by countless muskets.
Maybe Zaokage Tadayao didn't feel much pain when he died, which was also a relief for him, right?
The deputy director Shinemon wanted to cry, but he couldn't shed a single tear. Too much sorrow had made him numb.
He never imagined that it would end like this. He could not even rush in front of the enemy and use the bravery and determination of a warrior to have a "fair" contest with the enemy.
Dead, almost all of his people died... The Yoshikawa family will also suffer such an end sooner or later...
Countless enemies surrounded him. But the deputy commander Shinemon didn't even raise his head to take a look. He knew who was coming and what fate he was about to face, but what was the use of it?
Taro Matsumoto appeared in front of the deputy commander Shinemon, his blood-red eyes staring at his enemy.
It was the injured man in front of him and the dead man in his arms that made him suffer the greatest humiliation. He looked at Bao Juhua who arrived later, and his expression was indifferent.
Taro Matsumoto was relieved.
The katana in his hand was raised high. At this time, the deputy commander Shinemon suddenly raised his head: "Are you still a Japanese?"
Are you still a Japanese?
This sentence may be useful to others, but it has no effect on Taro Matsumoto. He has long forgotten his identity, and he even hates the word "Japanese" extremely.
Japanese, Japanese. Why should I be Japanese? I worked loyally for the people of the Ming Dynasty just to get rid of such a shameful identity.
"Yaka!" Taro Matsumoto roared, and then the command sword in his hand fell heavily...
A head rolled to the ground... Everything fell into silence...
Taro Matsumoto, covered in blood, came to Bao Juhua's side: "Your Majesty, Commander. What should we do with the remaining people?"
He was talking about about two hundred prisoners. Bao Juhua looked at them and then smiled slightly: "Now these people are all yours. No matter how you want to deal with them, they have nothing to do with me."
These simple words made Taro Matsumoto feel great trust.
Let him handle it himself? That means the commander has placed his trust in him to a level unmatched by others. The high-spirited Matsumoto Taro gathered all the prisoners.
Those who had been injured by Matsumoto Taro thought they were of no use and were all brutally executed. Those who were willing to surrender were incorporated into their own teams. Of course, there were also some who were determined to serve the Yoshikawa family, and these
The situation of human beings is extremely sad. The ending they face is only two words:
die!
A new massacre is beginning here.
One after another, the heads of the prisoners were beheaded, and the land that had been soaked red with blood was once again soaked with blood.
About half of the people chose to surrender, while the rest were executed en masse...
When the last prisoner fell, Taro Matsumoto put away the samurai sword that was full of blood. It was an exhilarating slaughter, a bloody killing!
On April 21, the 13th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, Bao Juhua, the commander of Hubenwei South Road, successfully captured Iwakuni. In this battle, two powerful generals under Yoshikawa Buwu, Zaike Tadayai and deputy commander Shinemon, died, and a thousand Japanese were killed.
The whole army was destroyed.
Iwakuni fell into the hands of the Tiger Guards, and the door to Hiroshima was opened!
Now Buwu Yoshikawa must face this serious situation.
Bao Juhua didn't want to make any stop. Iwakuni was just a small episode on the road to march, and his ultimate goal was only one:
Hiroshima!
The Japanese led by Taro Matsumoto became the force he could rely on most. These surrendered Japanese were very familiar with the local situation. With their assistance, the Tiger Guards could reach Hiroshima in the shortest time.
Subsequent developments also proved that Ding Yunyi's method of using Japanese traitors was correct.
The role these Japanese traitors played was really great, especially those samurai warriors of the Yoshikawa family who had just surrendered.
They are familiar with every road from Iwakuni to Hiroshima and every location of the Yoshikawa family's defenses. They know where to go and pass in the simplest way.
All of this also resulted in the fact that Yoshikawa Bugo had just learned the news of Iwakuni's tragic defeat, and before he had time to make any adjustments, the enemy's forward troops had already appeared in Hiroshima.
The plan to stay in Iwakuni for ten days completely came to nothing.
Yoshikawa Bugo did not panic too much. He actually knew from the beginning that he would not be able to hold on to Hiroshima without external help.
Failure is just a matter of time.
"If we can hold on here for one more day, we will hold on to Japan's defense for one more day!" Yoshikawa Buwu made up his mind to fight to the end here. He gathered all his retainers: "Iwakuni's fight to the death is here.
Buying time for Hiroshima, and the deadly battle for Hiroshima is buying time for His Majesty the Emperor and the General!"
The retainers were silent.
Iwakuni's defeat came too quickly. Originally, they thought that with the bravery of Hayakage Tadayashi and the deputy commander Shinemon, they would have no problem holding off the enemy for more than ten days in Iwakuni.
But who would have thought that it would end like this now...
"Master Governor, do you really want to fight to the end?" Lie Qing, a veteran of the Yoshikawa family, raised his own question: "Judging from the defeat of Iwakuni, the firearms of the Ming army have reached a point where we cannot resist. Hiroshima Castle has been around for a long time
There has been no serious repairs, and I am skeptical about whether we can hold on to this place in such a short period of time."
Yoshikawa Buwu nodded, he did not want to hide anything in front of his retainers: "Yes, we alone cannot hold Hiroshima, but now our battle is not for ourselves. Everyone, if Hiroshima is easily lost,
, what does that mean? The enemy can pass through here unscrupulously and directly pose a huge and terrible threat to Kyoto with Hiroshima as the rear. That is not what I want to see."
Yoshikawa Buwu's eyes slowly swept over the retainers one by one: "The general has always been wary of the Yoshikawa family, but now is not the time to talk about personal grudges. Japan's interests are above all else!"
When these words were spoken, all the retainers had a new view of the former playboy Yoshikawa Buwu.
"Since the Governor has decided to fight to the death, let's follow him and die here together." From a bird's eye view, Lie Qing no longer hesitated.
Yoshikawa Buwu smiled slightly: "Thank you, Bird's-eye view, you are indeed a veteran of my Yoshikawa family. I order that all men over the age of twelve in Hiroshima be incorporated into the city's defense army, and all women are also incorporated into the city's defense army.
In the team, when the enemy arrives, let them see the determination of Hiroshima Castle!"
"Hai!" the retainers shouted together.
Although Yoshikawa Buwu is ready to fight to the death, he still hopes to create a miracle here. The question now is whether the general's family will send reinforcements in time.
But I sincerely hope that the general can, like me, abandon all previous grievances and fight side by side for the future and destiny of Japan.
He clearly knew that the Ming army must have been fully prepared if they chose to send troops suddenly at this time. Their purpose this time was only one:
Completely destroy Japan!
The fate of Japan is in everyone's hands. As long as Japan works together as one and fights to the bitter end, Japan will definitely not be destroyed.
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