The war can no longer be fought. This is not a battle but a massacre.
Hojo Jubei wanted to retreat quickly while his strength was still there, but he deliberately did not send anyone to inform Watanabe Plains.
The general is dead, and a leader must be born between him and Watanabe Plains. The more Watanabe loses, the better his chances of winning.
He prayed that Watanabe's robbery would be successful. It would be better if the movement was as loud as possible to attract all these devils.
His prayer was very effective, and Watanabe encountered trouble. On the way to the shop, he bumped into Luo Zhong, who arrived in time.
Three hundred paces away, seven hundred firecrackers were arrayed in the street, ready to attack.
"The opportunity to prove our bravery has come, warriors, kill them all..." Watanabe Plains pulled out his katana and ordered angrily.
The Japanese pirates shouted excitedly, waved their weapons and began to accelerate slowly. At a distance of two hundred steps, they finally saw clearly the strange firecrackers in the hands of the Ming soldiers.
After fighting for more than an hour, they saw clearly the appearance of the fire gun for the first time. It’s different from the big open fire gun in my memory.
But it doesn't matter. Now that they have come out of the turtle shell, they will kill these bastards openly and openly today.
This will deter others who want to resist.
One hundred and fifty steps later, the Japanese pirates had already started howling like wolves, charging crazily from a small trot.
If they were new soldiers, they would have already started shooting at this time, but Luo Zhong was leading veterans of many battles.
A hundred steps later, the Japanese pirates charged faster, their barks as harsh as those of a mad dog. Fifty steps away, you can already see the ferocious expressions on their faces.
Two beeps and a whistle sounded.
Bang... In the first round of volley, the Japanese pirate who charged the hardest was stunned, as if he had hit an invisible wall.
The huge impact of the lead bullets not only pierced the shields and tore apart their flesh, but also squeezed them in the opposite direction.
But the people behind were not timid, they knew that Ming's fire cannon could only be used once.
As long as they fight in close combat, the Fire Gun Soldiers are lambs to be slaughtered. They are not good at close combat.
Then they saw a scene that frightened them. The first row withdrew its charges after firing, and the second row opened fire.
"Ah..." The desperate Japanese pirates faced the fire guns and let out a shrill scream, proving their final madness with the fastest desperate charge.
Unfortunately, fifty steps is a red line of death.
With a burst of fire, blood-red flowers bloomed from the body, and they were all knocked upside down and fell to the ground dead.
The third platoon continued firing.
Continuous shooting caused heavy casualties to the Japanese pirates, but they still rushed forward. With red eyes, they did not believe that these blazing guns would be endless.
Not endless, of course, but there are grenades.
Facing the Japanese pirates who rushed over like crazy wolves, Luo Zhong calmly gave the order.
"Grenade, four breaths..."
The firecrackers in the back row immediately put down their firecrackers, took off the grenades from their waists, and cut the fire rope according to the size of four breaths.
"Get ready..." Luo Zhong ordered.
Everyone blew the match and aimed the match at the grenade.
"Didi..." Three whistles.
Light it immediately and throw it in the direction of the pirate.
The Japanese pirates charged with fire guns. They had already crossed the fifty-step red line and wanted to continue advancing.
Suddenly some smoking canisters fell at their feet.
"No..." Kozaburo Matsushita, who was mixed in the crowd, let out a cry of terror.
There was an explosion with almost no time difference, and the crowd was like a wheat field blown by the strong wind, swaying here and there, with broken limbs and arms flying into the sky.
The entire area had been cleared, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. There were all broken bodies, or Japanese pirates holding their broken bodies and wailing.
The following Japanese pirates looked at the dead area and finally stopped hesitantly. The weapon in his hand has begun to tremble.
It's like a red line, anyone who crosses it will die. In just a quarter of an hour, almost half of the people died.
But those people on the opposite side were still in neat lines, looking at them sternly and indifferently. The firecrackers will continue to fire.
Watanabe Plains finally realized that he had chosen the wrong battlefield.
There are buildings on both sides of the place, just the road in the middle. It's perfect for using as a fire weapon. And they have no room for detours.
"Withdraw..." Watanabe Plains planned to find a spacious place and fight them in a roundabout way.
Even though he was not outnumbered, he still had the advantage of victory, and at this time he had given up the idea of plundering.
But he developed another kind of greed and rushed in to grab the firecracker. He realized that this new weapon was so powerful that it would determine the course of the war.
Just grab one, just one. If he brings it back to the Japanese country and imitates it, he can build an army like this. If he gives him two thousand such troops, he can run rampant in the Japanese country.
There were no fire guns in the Japanese country at this time, and he had only seen them during the battle with Wei Suoming's army, but it was very different from this.
But he forgot that it was not a smooth battle now, and that was not what his men thought. After receiving his order, he turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Fifty steps to two hundred steps, this distance is the shooting distance of the fire gun and the death distance of the Japanese pirates.
The Japanese pirates fled, and Luo Zhong immediately led the attack. The fire gun soldiers followed the drums and kept in formation to pursue them. They fired continuously from behind, which made the Japanese pirates who escaped even more desperate.
Listening to the sound of firecrackers behind me, I felt that my companions around me were being hit and fell continuously.
Kozaburo Matsushita, who had lost an ear and an eye, had long lost his courage and just wanted to run away quickly.
Hojo Jubei was not much better. He ran to the dock to board the ship, but found three huge and outrageous ships already lying across the river.
These are not boats, they are tall buildings on the water, and they have two floors.
And the side facing the dock on the shore is full of black gun ports. In the direction of the pier, there were neat ranks of Ming officers and soldiers.
Before he could react.
There was a blast of artillery, and countless shells screamed into the crowd, tearing and devouring his men like the death flames from hell.
Three rounds of overwhelming artillery fire sent most of his men and the buildings on the dock flying into the sky.
He was horrified to see neat rows of Ming soldiers on the pier, marching in neat steps to the beat of the drums.
He held up a strange firecracker towards them, and with a crackling sound, the Japanese pirates at the top fell down in pieces.
In the early morning, these firecrackers were emitting bursts of gunpowder smoke. One team had finished shooting, and the other team was already on top.
Continuously alternate firing, and cooperate with artillery fire to continuously harvest the lives of Japanese pirates. The bravery of cold weapons is a target in front of the barrage.
Xu Qin's painstaking arrangements finally brought the advantages of firearms to the extreme. Preset battlefield, solid fortifications. There is also a difference in weapons between the two eras.
No matter how Hojo Jubei organizes the attack, the result will be death.
"Retreat and meet at Watanabe Plains." Hojo Jubei quickly retreated with the remaining people.
In fact, there was no need for him to give orders. The Japanese pirates had already fled back in a swarm.
After running a few steps, they ran into the retreating team in Watanabe Plain. The two teams were so defeated that they shocked each other.
Hu Ying brought two thousand new soldiers, including one thousand fire-gun soldiers and one thousand cold-weapon soldiers. Slowly chase the Japanese pirates.
Luo Zhong led seven hundred veterans of the Shenji Battalion and pressed over like a mountain from the other direction.
Now every whistle is a deadly sound for these Japanese pirates, because the sound of the whistle means the firing of firecrackers.
Some of them always fall down. The Japanese pirates, as arrogant as wolves, are now worse than a lost dog.
Some raised white flags to signal surrender, while others threw down their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy. But they all died under the fire.
They had no choice but to run in the direction of the Ming Dynasty Royal Silver, and met Xu Qin, who was slowly pressing forward with a thousand people in formation.
"Surrender..." Hojo Jubei shouted loudly after seeing Watanabe Plains being beaten to death by a fire gun.
But no one seemed to hear it. People from three directions kept their shooting range at a distance and kept shooting at these Japanese pirates.
The sound of firecrackers rang out all morning, and the entire harbor was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
The sound of Japanese pirates fighting and explosions filled the whole world. There is no mercy, only slaughter for these beasts.
There were less than a hundred Japanese pirates alive, and the shooting stopped. It wasn't Xu Qin who wanted to stop, but Xu Fugui who asked him to stop.
He had to stop too.
"Young Master, Lao Liujiagang's house was raided, and the two girls and Mr. Wei were taken away." Xu Fugui said with shame.
Xu Qin was a little scared after hearing this. If he hadn't been unable to sleep, would he have been taken away too?
It's hard to say how this war will go. Xu Qin shuddered when he thought about what would happen if he was captured.
"Who did this? What the hell are you doing for food?" Xu Qin asked angrily.
"More than 200 people have come, and I really can't bear it. He is Dai Dehai's son, and now he has to replace his father."
Xu Fugui said frustratedly, covering his wounds.
When Xu Qin heard that there was something about Dai Dehai, he couldn't help scratching his head angrily. Seeing that he was done, why did something happen again.
I was annoyed, but I still ordered everyone to cease fire.
"Dai Dehai, are you still alive? Fart while alive..." Xu Qin shouted to the Japanese pirates who were not dead yet.
"As for the young master, I'm still alive. I didn't expect that the young master was so good at wiping out three thousand Japanese pirates in one fell swoop."
Dai Dehai emerged from the Japanese pirate's body, gritted his teeth and said lamely.
"Thanks to you for bringing them here, but you also have good tricks and went straight to Huanglong. It's a pity that I have better luck."
Xu Qin tried his best to appear calm.
"I'm lucky now. I wonder if my son has captured some important person who can save my life?"
Dai Dehai asked excitedly.
"I suggest you come here quickly, otherwise those Japanese pirates will chop you into pieces." Xu Qin pointed at the remaining Japanese pirates who were killed.
Dai Dehai limped all the way and walked towards Xu Qin.
"Accept the surrender of these people and capture those who slipped through the net. I will offer prisoners to the capital." Xu Qin ordered.
There were less than seventy Japanese pirates still standing, and the rest were all either killed or dying.
The few remaining ones who are still at large no longer pose a threat. People from the Ming Dynasty will find them.
"You said we also have a cooperative relationship, why do we have to do it like this?" Xu Qin and Dai Dehai said side by side.
"How can you seek skin from a tiger if you don't take risks? My young master is a tiger, and I'm just a poor guy. I have to use small things to make a big gain. So, please forgive me..."
Dai Dehai said it politely.
"The way to survive is understandable. But the twins you gave me as a gift to my family had better be fine, otherwise you won't be able to leave."
Xu Qin said.
"Don't worry, young master, my son is the most compassionate. But those two girls are indeed the best, and the young master is very lucky."
The old man Dai Dehai was complimenting on the surface.
The two of them arrived at Laoliujiagang like old friends. Dai Dehai's son and more than 200 people were already waiting here.
