Hehehe, hehehe, hehehe..."
Amidst the bursts of very neat Japanese-style shouts, Yamamoto Jinemon Shigesumi, who was holding a samurai sword in his hand, was so nervous that his head was covered with sweat. He was scared to death now, and his mind was constantly thinking. Pictures of seppuku and death by gunfire emerged... It was as if what was before him was the most difficult multiple-choice question in the world.
Either shoot him or commit seppuku!
Although there was a lot of smoke on the battlefield, the Toyotomi gunners on the opposite side still spotted the approaching "lobster soldiers" - these Japanese soldiers wearing red breastplates and helmets really looked like lobsters, and they were cooked Lobster... is unlucky!
Bang...
A bullet from the Toyotomi Army hit the muddy ground in front of Yamamoto Shigesumi, causing mud and sand to fly around, some of which splashed onto Grandpa Yamamoto's face.
How dangerous!
Yamamoto was in a cold sweat!
If he had taken a few steps faster, he would have been knocked to the ground by now, bleeding profusely!
However, Yamamoto, who had escaped death, still felt that he was doomed because he knew that now was not the most dangerous time.
The most dangerous time is when the team walks within 30 steps in front of the opponent's formation against the bullets of the Toyotomi Army - at this time, the matchlock gun used by the Toyotomi Army can also hit the humanoid target very accurately. And at this distance, the smoke of gunfire is not enough to protect a helpless old man like himself.
And what made Yamamoto feel most desperate was that he was not walking in the middle of the queue, but walking on the left side of the queue with several group leaders. This formation method is helpful for the squad leader and group leader to manage the queue and supervise the battle, but it also puts them in the most dangerous position - it is equivalent to listing a few of them separately for people to shoot!
This tactic is so unreasonable. How did the generals of the Ming Dynasty come up with it?
And what’s even more unreasonable is that you are not allowed to escape...Hokoko Shosei has issued a death order. All soldiers of the Red Iron Artillery Army can only fight to the death and cannot escape. Anyone who escapes from battle must commit seppuku! And no one will make any mistakes. If you don’t dare to take action, someone else will do it for you!
This is really a dead end! Yamamoto thought to himself: If you fail the exam, you will have to commit seppuku. If you pass the exam, you will have to commit seppuku... If you don't want to commit seppuku, you will have to be a target! Why are samurai in troubled times so miserable?
At this time, old man Yamamoto turned his head and glanced back to the right. Through the smoke, the old man saw dead or dying people lying on the ground. They were lying there in various directions, all red... some were not dead. Tooru, still rolling and wailing in despair!
If I had known, I wouldn't have lived at such an old age...How wonderful it would be to die during the halcyon years of Tokugawa's reign! How come this body never gets sick? Really...
The miserable old man Yamamoto took a breath of the choking air, then gritted his teeth, straightened his chest, raised his samurai sword (not the ancestral sword, that sword was sold to his wife Aju), and stepped forward. Stiffly, keep moving forward.
At this time, a miracle suddenly appeared on the battlefield. The gunfire from the originally dense Toyotomi army became increasingly sparse!
How is this going? Could it be that the Toyotomi army's iron cannons were too hot to fire?
While the old man was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a harsh whistle coming from somewhere!
This is an order to stop advancing!
The old man quickly squinted his eyes and looked forward. At this time, most of the smoke in front had dissipated. Only then did he realize that the Toyotomi army on the opposite side was changing formations - the iron gunners retreated and the pikemen moved forward!
It turned out that the generals on Toyotomi's side regarded the Red Iron Artillery Corps as a hand-to-hand combat force - because the soldiers of the Red Iron Artillery Corps had polished bayonets inserted into their flintlock muskets, and the cold light was shining, which was scary to look at! Moreover, this group of red iron artillery troops never fired a shot all the way up. This is not the way of the musketeers!
So when they saw them approaching, the commander of the Toyotomi Army quickly asked their iron gunners to retreat - the iron gunners of the Toyotomi Army all had samurai swords, but they couldn't cut down the spears with a knife!
And if the iron artillery soldiers have done all the hand-to-hand work, why should the ones carrying the spears in the back get military pay?
The iron gunners of the Toyotomi Army had just come up, and before they had time to form a team, they also realized that something was wrong! The smoke in front has dispersed, and they have seen the Nagasaki Army on the opposite side... They are not pikemen, they are all iron artillery! Moreover, they have set up a three-column shooting formation. The first column is in a kneeling position, the second column is holding a musket horizontally, and the third column is slightly separated from the second column, placing the musket on the shoulders of the soldiers in the second column. .
I can finally live forever!
Grandpa Shigesumi Yamamoto, who was scared to death just now, is now full of energy again. He has raised the katana in his hand high, and then shouted: "Kill..."
Then he swung the katana down with a sharp movement.
More than 1,800 flintlock muskets fired at the same time! Each flintlock musket blew forward a long stream of white smoke. The battlefield was once again shrouded in smoke that was so thick that it could not be wiped away. In the blink of an eye, a long dragon made of fireworks appeared on the five hundred paces wide front.
The gunshots joined together and turned into a thunder that shook the earth. Even Mitsuhisa Shimazu and De Velasco, who were far away from the Toyotomi Army's main line, were frightened by the loud noise. Jump! Is this the Nagasaki Army's cannon firing? Such a big movement, how heavy is the bullet... It's not a blooming bullet, right?
Of course, these two people cannot imagine now that the blow to their right wing would be much more terrifying than being directly hit by a shell weighing dozens of kilograms!
More than 1,800 bullets rushed into the somewhat chaotic queue of the Toyotomi army with a sharp whistling sound, mercilessly penetrating everything in front of them. The popping sound of the bullet penetrating the human body continued to sound, and it brought up a puff of blood mist on the other side of the human body, and at the same time opened a huge and desperate wound!
In just the first round of volleys, hundreds of human bodies were lying in front of the Toyotomi army, bleeding profusely, and wailing sounds were heard one after another. The surviving people were shocked by the scene in front of them - could this be a legend? In the Abi Hell?
"Quick, reload!"
"One more round!"
"Move quickly..."
Yamamoto Shigesumi and other officers of the Red Iron Artillery Corps were shouting loudly, urging their men to reload quickly!
What a rare opportunity! Now the Toyotomi army on the opposite side has become a mess, and the pikemen who are on top are spearmen. There is no possibility of counterattack, so they can only stand and be shot!
"boom......"
There was another thunderous roar, and more than 1,800 lead bullets swept through the front of the Toyotomi army like a whirlwind, knocking down a large number of the bewildered spearmen...
Then, there was the third round of volley!
After three rounds of close-range musket fire, even the samurai of the Toyotomi Army could not withstand it any longer. They threw away their spears and ran away. The iron artillerymen of the Toyotomi Army who had just retreated from the front were also dumbfounded. The officers leading the team were still shouting in despair, trying to reorganize their formation and shoot at the enemy, but their team had been smashed to pieces by the pikemen who had lost the soul of the warrior. How could they still organize themselves?
At the same time, the Red Iron Artillery Army, which had finished three rounds of volleys, had already launched a hand-to-hand charge!
Yamamoto Shigesumi, who was scared to death just now, also turned into the "ancient military god" at this time, waving his samurai sword and rushing towards the Toyotomi army's iron artillery soldiers with the iron artillery soldiers below - at this time, he had forgotten that he was afraid of death just now. It's over, I thought to myself: If I had been born 50 years earlier, with my own abilities, I might have been able to create a feudal lord! Moreover, he is a bit old now, and his two sons are missing. If a vassal is really created, who will inherit it?
The Toyotomi family's iron artillery was finished. They didn't have bayonets, and they didn't have time to load their ammunition. They even lost their formation, and they were just crowded in there... not samurai at all, but a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. !
Woo woo woo...
Yamamoto, who had already rushed into the enemy's position, vaguely heard another rapid blast of trumpets! The old man thought: This should be the call for a general attack, right? The Nagasaki Army is about to win a great victory, and the rebirth of the Toyotomi family has come to an end!
