Jiro Okumoto looked at everything in front of him with his mouth open. He did not expect that the Ming army would come so quickly, and he did not expect that his men would be so vulnerable!
Is there anything else that can save Takaoka Castle now? Maybe the only one is Mr. Aida Sho in Hakusan!
Okumoto Jiro was determined to delay until dawn no matter what. According to time calculation, Lord Aida Sho's reinforcements would arrive at dawn anyway.
And all I have to do is lead Takaoka City through this most difficult time...
More and more Ming troops rushed towards Takaoka Castle... The situation gradually began to be out of control of Okumoto Jiro... The attack launched in the first half of the night was mostly completed in the second half of the night.
Gaogang City has fallen into the hands of the Ming army...
The speed of the Ming army's advance far exceeded Okumoto Jiro's imagination...
He has been persevering hard, trying his best to defend every inch of land in Gaogang City. He loudly encouraged his men to fight to the end for Gaogang. He commanded the defense regardless of the cost, telling everyone
Reinforcements will arrive soon.
After daybreak, two-thirds of Gaogang City had fallen into the hands of the Ming army.
Now, there is not much territory that Jiro Okumoto still controls.
Standing on the roof here, you can clearly see the people of the Ming Dynasty who are swarming into the city and can be seen everywhere in Gaogang City.
But what about Mr. Aida Sho? Why hasn’t Mr. Aida Sho appeared yet?
"General, there are enemies everywhere. Where are the reinforcements?" a subordinate shouted loudly.
"Reinforcements will be arriving soon!" Although Jiro Okumoto's voice was loud, his voice lacked some confidence. Yes, sir, when can you arrive?
The Ming army quickly locked onto this target, and countless Ming troops rushed towards it.
Jiro Okumoto, with his few subordinates, continued to persevere and resist. However, the subordinates around him became fewer and fewer.
In the end, he knew that his fate of failure had arrived...
Until his death, Okumoto Jiro did not wait for the reinforcements from Aida Sho. It can be said that he died with his eyes closed. He did not know from the beginning that he was just a chess piece that could be given away at any time.
Gaogang City fell into the hands of Ding Yunyi. Now there was only Red Rock Mountain in front of him. After passing there, Kyoto was already in sight.
At this time, new news came that the Eastern Route Army had also completed landing in Hokkaido...
...
Takeda Tsubasa in Hokkaido was finally relatively sober and decisive. After hearing the news of the Ming army's landing, he quickly organized an ambush team.
Serving as the vanguard of the Tiger Guards was Major Shi Weide's regiment.
Their target was Asahikawa. That was the headquarters of the Takeda family. After capturing Asahikawa, it meant that the Eastern Route Army had taken control of Hokkaido.
After that, the strategic intention of Wu Liehou Ding Yunyi was completed...
The Japanese's plan to prepare an ambush has long been passed on to Shi Weide by the Golden Sword Guards operating all over Japan. What is waiting now is for the Japanese to surrender themselves into the trap.
After crossing a bridge, he saw several small boats peering over in the distance. When there were no villages around, Shi Weide raised his hand and said with a smile: "This is it, about five hundred steps ahead."
Mansoura immediately said: "Colonel, do you want me to take someone to take a look?"
"No need. It's too late. As soon as they saw us coming over there, they rushed over. If you run up to us and bump into us, you will suffer a loss."
Swede rejected Mansoura's proposal...
"Square formation, ready for battle."
Shi Weide observed the terrain ahead while giving orders to prepare for battle.
Compared with the battlefield when he attacked the Satsuma Domain last time, there was nothing special about the terrain except for a river meandering along it. However, he, who had extremely rich combat experience, could smell a danger coming.
the taste of.
Only when the enemy on the opposite side showed his ferocious face did he fully understand where the danger lay.
There were seven or a hundred people on the opposite side, and these were definitely the elite Takeda Tsubasa could handle. All of them were holding samurai swords and spears, but the Japanese obviously did not regard these broadswords and spears as winning weapons.
The Japanese's trump card is a long-range team composed of hundreds of people.
There were dozens of archers and dozens of crossbowmen.
As soon as they saw the Ming army coming, these people were prepared first. Many Japanese were shouting and cursing with large spears and long knives. At the same time, they also gathered around these crossbowmen. These people were their trump card and core blow.
Strength.
This time the Japanese came well prepared, and they must be archers with good shooting skills. However, the Ming army had no artillery support and the terrain was very spacious, which was extremely disadvantageous.
Shi Weide was surprised: "Why do they still have crossbows?"
Weapons such as crossbows are also available in Japan, but the scope and depth of their use cannot be compared with China. From the Qin and Han Dynasties to the Tang and Song Dynasties, there are many records of the Han army using crossbows. Especially in the Qin and Han Dynasties, crossbows were a sharp weapon against foreign cavalry.
Li Ling resisted the attack of 100,000 Xiongnu soldiers with 5,000 soldiers, relying on strong bows and hard crossbows.
If the arrows he carried had not been used up, this Han general might not have fallen into the tragic situation of defeat and surrender to the enemy.
By the Song Dynasty, the Han people had lost their horse-breeding land and had no cavalry. The weapons they used to fight against the northern cavalry were bows and crossbows. In the Song Dynasty, 70 of the 100-man troops were long-range troops, and crossbowmen accounted for a large proportion of them.
For example, when we were defending the city, there were no artillery. The so-called bed crossbow relied on a dozen people to pull the string. It had a long range and once killed an enemy general with one arrow. It was very powerful.
But in the Ming Dynasty, there were fewer crossbows. The main reason was the emergence of firearms. Now there is a crossbow in the Japanese team. Naturally, it is very strange to be called Shi Weide.
"It's a bamboo crossbow. I made it myself. It's not very powerful."
Mansoura replied, but smiled bitterly: "Although it's not big, we don't even wear leather armor. For us, it is enough."
With the archers guarding the formation, the Japanese were very arrogant. Naturally, these Japanese hated the Ming army. When the archers were preparing to string their bows, they pointed at the Ming army opposite and started yelling.
"Meng Jiu!" Shi Weide called out to Meng Jiu, who had made great contributions in the Battle of Satsuma Domain and killed the Japanese idiot who tried to stop the entire Major Regiment with one person.
"have!"
"Leave these people to you!"
"Yes, Colonel!"
After a brief exchange of words, under Meng Jiu's command, dozens of his subordinates gathered together and moved forward in an orderly queue.
Seeing the actions of the Ming army, many Japanese were a little surprised.
"How come their steps are so consistent? After dozens of steps, they are still as neat as a line. It's really fucking weird!"
Of course these Japanese people don’t know that starting from joining the Major Corps, they started training by sitting down, standing up, squatting down, then turning left and right, then walking in unison, walking forward, running, stepping, walking, and moving.
Walk, then stand still, take a rest, salute, etc. After laying these foundations, you can then practice formation, such as horizontal formation, vertical formation, horizontal formation, vertical formation, etc. At the end of the practice, the person standing in the middle of the formation
Shi Weide tightened his fists, and in a few breaths more than a hundred people transformed from a scattered column into a three-row horizontal formation...!
Such a long training time. Practice has not stopped. The major team in front of you has put in tons of sweat!
"So what if they are all walking together?" A Japanese said disdainfully: "Wait until the bows and arrows fall on you, and see if they run away in such an orderly manner."
"That's true."
While speaking, the archers and crossbowmen had already adjusted their shooting ranges. The crossbowmen held the privately made bamboo crossbows flat in their hands, while the archers shot at an elevated angle. Without anyone giving orders, these archers took action one after another.
"Buzz, buzz."
The arrows made a buzzing sound when they shot out of the air. The eleven feathered arrows were shot out one after another, but the time they took to fly and fall in the air was similar. After all, the time they were shot was also similar.
It must be said that the Japanese were well prepared this time. From nocking the arrow to shooting, every action of these archers was very skillful and experienced, and they were not the kind of novices who were recruited temporarily.
The movements and aim of the archers in front of them were very good. Seeing the arrows flying towards them from mid-air, even the well-trained Ming soldiers felt a little numb for a moment.
"This kind of soft bow is just a child's toy! Form a tight formation, swing the tip of the gun to open the arrows, don't be afraid, and don't hide!" Shi Weide, however, remained motionless.
Dozens of feather arrows quickly fell down. Except for Meng Jiu's team, the rest immediately formed a dense queue. Everyone was almost close to each other, leaving only a space to wave their arms.
Everyone was waving their spear points upwards and slapping them constantly, as if they were driving away unwary flies or mosquitoes.
"Pah, pah, pah, pah."
Most of the arrows were knocked down by the tip of the spear. Shi Weide was right. The bamboo crossbow on the opposite side was not powerful and the craftsmanship was too rough. The bow and arrow were obviously the kind of soft bow that could not be powered by two stones, and its power was really limited.
Even so, less than half of the arrows still landed in the formation. Three soldiers were hit by arrows, two in the shoulders, and one in the buttocks. The three immediately retreated to the back of the formation, and a medical soldier also rushed to the formation.
Finally, use scissors to cut off the arrow shaft and bandage it to stop the bleeding. As for pliers to remove the arrowhead, we have to wait until Jiaozhou.
Just as the crossbowmen fired the first round of arrows, Meng Jiu's small flag also displayed the weapons for this trip.
Seeing their actions, the Japanese who were about to move across the way gasped. The face of the nearest Japanese was distorted and mutated, looking very weird.
"Fire guns, these Ming Dynasty actually had fire guns!"
"What are you afraid of? We have experienced this before. Two or three shots will blow up the barrel. If you take more than fifty steps, you can't even knock down a straw man!"
"That's true, that's true!"
After calculating the distance, it was about fifty steps. Many Japanese people felt relieved, and some began to look at the movements of the Ming army opposite with curious eyes.
But they have absolutely no idea what they will face!
As for the charging, it is even simpler. A large bottle contains primer and a small bottle of propellant. The gunmen skillfully charge the powder, stuff it with iron rods, and then light the match and press it on the gunpowder pool...
So before the archers could shoot the second arrow, the musketeers had already aimed at them.
The black hole of the gun was aimed at them, and it would be a lie to say that they were not afraid. The archers could only cheer themselves up, hoping that the fire blunderbuss on the opposite side was less powerful, and it was best to blow up the barrel with the first shot.
"Bang, bang bang!"
Dozens of firecrackers fired almost simultaneously.
Meng Jiu stood on the far left side of the team, aiming at a small man among the archers on the opposite side.
The opponent fired the arrow very quickly and accurately. Meng Jiu clearly saw that the arrow shot by this guy happened to land on a brother's butt. Thinking of the feeling of pain on the buttocks, at the moment of firing,
, Meng Jiu couldn't help but laugh.
The man opposite him could never imagine why the gunman officer opposite him had such a mysterious smile. He just heard a bang and suddenly felt a blow to his chest, and then he yelled in horror,
When he lowered his head, he saw that a fist-sized blood hole had been blown out of his chest. The blood was not spilled, but was shot out like an arrow.
The archer's horror and screams lasted only a few breaths. He was shot in the heart and fell down almost without being noticed by outsiders. The bullet penetrated his heart and exited from the back.
A blurry bloody hole was punched through the entire chest, which frightened the Japanese people around. Many people were so scared that they peed their pants.
The rest of the musketeers all hit their targets. After the sound of gunfire, two archers and two crossbowmen fell down on the opposite side. They were both archers who had performed well just now.
Under the attack of the musketeers, the archers adjusted their targets chaotically. They no longer shot arrows at the crowded place on the opposite side, but at these terrible musketeers.
But before they could set their position, the dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at them again.
"So fast?" An archer's eyes bulged out, and his whole face was full of horror.
The archers organized by Takeda Tsubasa this time are indeed some of the so-called "masters" of Japanese arrows. Based on the knowledge of these archers, they have never seen a musketeer who can load the gun so quickly!
However, the gunman on the opposite side didn't give them any time to sigh, and the second round started again.
It feels really good to have fixed gunpowder and a helper. The musketeer calmly aimed and hit all the targets.
Based on their training, if they can't hit a living person at a distance of about forty steps, they might as well just buy a piece of tofu and hit them to death.
Such a big target, such a close distance, is just like shooting a fixed target.
After the gunfire, when the smoke filled the air, all the assistants began to load, load, and stuff the ammunition vigorously. The Japanese people on the opposite side were also very considerate, and everyone began to turn around and run away.
"Launch, the rabbits are running away!"
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