Beiyang new warlord

In short, it was just such a group of guys who were so excited that their eyes were red, they opened their mouths and screamed, and their little tongues almost came out of their throats. They came with a knife and rushed to the trench as if they were about to chop off Mao Jue's dog's head.

Then, they died down a lot.

There is no need to aim, just raise the gun from the back of the sack and shoot. Although the power is low, a regiment of ten tiger squatting guns and seventy tiger squatting guns also spit out poisonous fire together, and thousands of bullets, large and small, smashed into the ground. In the dense crowd, these devils immediately fell down a lot, really like an anti-Japanese drama.

In fact, I don’t blame them. The last time the Wanli Korean War was fought so smoothly. Although the army of the Li Dynasty had Huomen guns, their lethality and accuracy were much worse than those of the Japanese iron guns. Chen Hideyoshi's descendants of old warriors didn't pay attention to the Korean soldiers in front of them at all.

Then they are tragic.

Although he was wearing a large armor, he looked exactly like the ghost soldier on TV, with blood sprayed on his face and body, each of them looked at the front in disbelief, then threw the weapon away, yelled, turned around and ran away.

This round of shooting killed and injured hundreds of warriors. The first round of attack was over in 3 minutes from the charge to the end.

Carefully maintained a distance of 500 meters, and did not dare to attack again. The two feudal armies who planned to enter Nagasaki for the night obediently set up their main formation on the spot, using white cloth and bamboo poles to prop up a maze-like step wall. , to hide the troops inside, and the extension of the big camp is also a Japanese-style wooden bunker. Two or three meters of logs are tied with green vines to form a fence, and placed in front of the camp to play a defensive role.

It’s really called bullying and fearing the hard. When it hurts, you know to let go. After setting up the big camp, around three o’clock in the afternoon, a dozen or so Japanese soldiers on horseback with the big red ball like a tumor on their backs surrounded a man in Nanban Tong, General Banner with a two-horned helmet on his head wobbled over here.

The equipment of this group of people is indeed eye-catching, but what really caught Mao Jue's attention was the thing in the hands of General Banner, with a crescent shovel-like head on the top and a big wooden gourd underneath, which was painted gold.

Walking in front of the door in the middle of the trench, the Japanese general yelled in Japanese.

"General, he said he wants to meet with General Li Chao and negotiate!"

"Let's talk about wool, let him go!"

Looking back from that weird thing, Mao Jue shook his head impatiently, there was nothing to talk about, the Japanese side just asked him to retreat, maybe he could pay some money, but this thing was far from satisfying Mao Jue's appetite, what he wants is the wealth of the entire Nagasaki City, so why waste all this time?

On the top of the wall, a Japanese sword was thrown down violently, and it was thrown at the feet of General Banner. We are all warriors, and some things transcend languages. Holding that thing, with the cavalry with tumors on their backs, the general He returned to the camp with a cold snort.

That night, the Japanese army did not launch another attack, but Mao Jue’s ditch town was busy for a while. There was still 300 meters of trenches to be laid from north to south to the sea, but there was obviously no chance to continue digging in this section, and more than 1000 Japanese were driven out. This opening was sealed from the inside overnight.

I didn't play tricks on Wen Meng this time. After all, I have to continue fighting tomorrow. He went back to sleep early, but Su Changmei, who had laughed at him for several days, was unlucky. Ding Ding Ding 咣 咣, Mao Yan suddenly reached out and pointed at an old man, turning his head to shout to the guards around him.

"Bring that man up!"

"Obey the general!"

Quickly going down the stairs lined with sand and shovels, the two bodyguards plunged into the crowd, and after a while, the old man Mao Jue was pointing at was brought to Mao Jue.

No wonder Wenmeng called those dwarfs scornful today. Japanese people in this era are indeed short. There are more than 1 people. Those who are 1.5 meters tall are considered tall, and those who are 1.6 meters are giants. But the old man in front of him is only 1.3 meters. A little more rice.

Even during the years of war, Wen Meng is almost 1.9 meters, at least about 1.8 meters 1.7. As for Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming is a standard eight-foot man, but Mao Jue is a bit short, only [-] meters. The muscular man was like looking at giants every day, almost destroying his self-confidence. Now standing in front of the Japanese, Mao Jue's self-confidence returned a lot.

Raising his head tall and straight, Mao Jue asked arrogantly.

"A Japanese general came here today. He is holding something like a crescent shovel in his hand, and there is a big gourd underneath. That thing is not a weapon. In your Japanese country, what is that thing?"

Mao Jue's words were so convoluted that Adelaine rolled her eyes at him, and then she stuttered and translated in Japanese. The old Japanese man was frothing for a long time after hearing the convoluted words. , Only then did he gesture for a long time.

"General, he said, that thing is called a horse seal, and it is a token representing the name of the general. The curved crescent horse seal belongs to Lord Kuroda of the Fukushima clan."

"These are all big and small gourds, which one is it? The Maori family?"

This thing reminded Mao Jue of the thing that was copied from the basement of the trio's home in the Japanese country. A lot of gourds made of pure gold were inserted together, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

Although this old man is not a samurai, he should at least have done ashigaru, otherwise the old man would not have two scars on his face. Listening to Adelaine's translation, the old man really lowered his head and thought for a while, and this was another Japanese spoken.

"General, there are quite a few adults who use gourds to make horse seals. The Yamana, Isshiki, Tsutsui, and Matsunaga families all used gourds for horse seals, but the Mori family used double-horned helmets for horse seals, not gourds!"

This made Mao Jue a little depressed. If not, then through Chiyohime, Kunimatsumaru's plan to establish a relationship with the Mori family would be ruined.The value of other daimyo families will be much lower than that of the Maori family.

But when Mao Jue was depressed, he lowered his head and thought for a while, the old man said a few more words, and Adelaine's color changed slightly when he heard it.

"General, he said that Lord Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the world's people, also uses the thousand-tenth calabash and horse seal."

One night, time and the last beginning were also sealed. There is indeed a passage to communicate with Nagasaki City, but Mao Jue has set up two Woongjin mercenary regiment posts and two gun mounts here. If you are not afraid of death, you can pass here.

That night, the Japanese people on both sides were quite honest. The samurai in Nagasaki City just watched from the top of the mountain, and the reinforcements who had traveled a long distance and even ran upside down seemed to be tired, and did not launch any night raids or the like.

However, early the next morning, Mao Jue was still dazed in the army, when suddenly a rush of bugles sounded, shaking him so much that he almost fell under the table.

The Japanese got up early enough, it’s only about six o’clock in the morning, the Ming army is still eating, and the Japanese army has already entered the battle, this time is much more stable than yesterday when tens of thousands of people swarmed up to grab a knife, Amidst the buzzing of the bugle, the ashigaru at the front blocked the front of the army with a bamboo beam, and the black army formation pressed over like a huge block, and the samurai in the front row all wore grimace masks , Behind the ferocious wooden face reveals a pair of murderous eyes, which makes people shudder.

150 meters closer to the trench, the army of warriors stopped. Amidst the clattering sound, some warriors of the Japanese kingdom ran ahead holding bamboo bundles that were smaller and one person tall. After going out to continue, following behind the small bamboo bundle were five warriors with iron cannons.

Before Mao Jue could react, more than 1000 bamboo bundles had been arranged at the bottom of the trench like fish scale arrays, and the nearest shot was fired at the top of the trench at about 90 meters away. past.

During the Wanli Korean War, the muskets of the Japanese were better than the blunderbusses of the Ming Dynasty. This round really hit the Ming army in a panic. The Tieyi soldiers who hurriedly climbed up the wall had to lie down in embarrassment while rubbing their eyes. Behind the parapet, sticking to the gap, he fired a shot briefly and quickly, and then had to retract immediately.

The Ming army’s superiority in firearms will undoubtedly be revealed here in the future. The sights and sights worn on the wall make the accuracy much higher, and the sharp bullets have better penetration than the Japanese round bullets. With a bang, two or three stacked bamboos shattered, and the Japanese iron gunner who was hiding behind had a big hole in his head and fell to the ground.

But even so, the firepower of the Ming army was really suppressed a lot, and the Japanese iron gunners advancing like fish scales were gradually suppressed to the bottom of the trench.

With a bang, a Ming soldier who shot sideways from the top of the parapet trembled suddenly, and a blood hole shot out from his back. In the middle, two logistics orderlies hurriedly carried him onto a stretcher and carried him to the shed behind.

The corner of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help twitching, instead of staying at the front, he walked back quickly.

The front line played ping-pong-pong, and it was the second day of the war, but there were still a group of soldiers in the back team yawning leisurely.

"Boss, when do you think the general will let us take action?"

Yawning boredly, holding on to the handlebar of the cannon, an artilleryman asked confusedly.

"Where do I go?"

A hand that was a little smaller than a military man was pointing to the wall with a thumb drawn, squinting one eye, and Xiaochunzi said angrily without looking back.

"We are being treated as a trump card! We will naturally take action when the general needs it most. If you have time to complain, it is better to adjust your state and don't embarrass yourself at the critical moment!"

"Got it, boss!"

The little soldier immediately drooped his head listlessly.

"By the way, after the war, let's go to the beach and take a bath!"

"Don't go."

Xiao Chunzi refused without even thinking about it, but this actually aroused the interest of a bunch of little bastards, those who carried the shells, those who transported the gunpowder, and a dozen or so soldiers who didn't go to the city. shouted.

"Boss, you've never made out with your brothers before!"

"That's right, boss, you don't have any hidden diseases, do you?"

"To shut up!"

After all, Deputy Whistle still had official authority, even though Xiaochunzi was usually kind, but when he got so angry, those boys didn't dare to speak.