Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 690: The Bottom Line 3
Watching the Japanese military envoy leave with anger, Yang Menglong said to himself triumphantly: "Damn, how dare you come here to argue with me at this level? Don't even look at what I used to do, you are nothing!"

Just as he was complacent, a row of gunpowder smoke suddenly rose from the Japanese artillery position a few hundred meters away, and the heavy shot ball was spinning at high speed in the air, smashing towards his position!The soldiers exclaimed in horror: "General, be careful——"

Before the words fell, the Japanese shells had already dropped.Fortunately, most of the shells hit the sandbags, and they hit the sandbags deeply and stopped beating. Only two shells fell into the trenches, also hit the loose soil, and failed to bounce.The solid shot put is just like a bird. It relies on kinetic energy to kill the target, and the sandbag is its nemesis. Once it hits a soft sandbag, its kinetic energy will be exhausted in an instant, and there is no way to cause any damage to the enemy.But even so, Yang Menglong was still mouthed by the sand and soil stirred up by the shot put, and the bastard pouted the foam from his mouth fiercely, and cursed: "If you can't beat it, you're just playing dirty, you want to play beheading with me, right? Today Don’t kill me, this word Yang is written upside down!”

Yuan Zongdi and Luo Laosan rushed over to hold the bastard and ran back. His position was really too dangerous. The Japanese army's artillery fire concentrated there, and the bastard turned a blind eye to the flying shells. Standing there with their hips on their hips and cursing non-stop, in case a cannonball got lucky and flew towards him and rubbed him, thousands of them would be completely finished. Heluo Xinjun doesn't look like a reasonable person at first sight!
Supporting Yang Menglong, he didn't run far, when the second Japanese salvo came, two soldiers were hit in the head, the Tianling Gai was shattered, and broken bones, blood, flesh and brains of various sizes splashed far away— —and the whole head was knocked off.The irritated artillerymen of the Ming army repeatedly cursed. The 85mm howitzer on the fort was condescending and let out a terrible roar at the Japanese army. Rows of shells flew across the sky and fell in the middle of the Japanese army. A large group of black and red fireballs It swelled out, and a large number of Japanese soldiers were smashed to pieces. The broken limbs and meat were thrown high and rained down, almost killing the people below. This bombardment will cause a lot of casualties!

The 120mm long-barreled mortars also began to speak. Yesterday, only eight mortars fired and fired the Japanese army in a mess. Now sixteen mortars are fired at the same time, and each one fires at a rate of six rounds per minute. The bullets fell like rain, and after the roar of the explosion, there were shrill screams and crying that almost collapsed.The lethality of the mortar shell is not as strong as that of the howitzer, but for the army in the cold weapon era, this kind of shell that will produce three 1 yuan shrapnel once it explodes is undoubtedly a bloodthirsty monster released by the god of death. Sweep down the Japanese army round by round, whether it is a Japanese samurai who has been steeped in martial arts all his life, or an ashigaru who takes part in the battle with a bamboo gun in peacetime, they are all equal before the shrapnel——do not care what your surname is No matter who, anyway, your life is only worth a cannonball leather!
At this time, Yang Menglong had been dragged to a safe place. He kicked Cai Luo's third child and roared: "How dare you plot against me? I'm not finished with you! Rocket launcher, get ready to launch!"

The rocket gunner, who was already free, was overjoyed when he received the order, and hurriedly set up the rocket launcher.Some guys saw that there was no rocket launcher for themselves, so they simply built a small slope on the spot, carefully placed the shells on it, and aimed the warheads at the Japanese army.At this time, the desolate sound of conch shells sounded, and the sound of rumbling hooves made the earth shake. More than 2000 Japanese cavalrymen in black, wielding katana swords and holding longbows, rushed over like a hurricane. Taking advantage of Yang Menglong's assassination and the chaos of the Ming army, the cavalry was dispatched to sweep across the Ming army's defense line with lightning speed, creating a gap.Yang Menglong sneered: "You want to play cavalry with me? You are not qualified!" With a wave of his hand, thousands of archers stood up straight, holding their crossbows flat and aimed at the Japanese cavalry.

A few miles away, Mao Li Yuanhui roared loudly: "Rush up! Stomp down on the defense line of the Ming army! Even if you use a pile of corpses, you have to pile up a path!"

Shimazu's face turned pale and he shouted: "Moori-kun, the battle cannot be fought like this! The Ming army's defense line is extremely strong, and our cavalry cannot rush through!"

Mao Li Yuanhui said: "I know they can't rush through! But at least they can break through the fire blockade of the Ming army with relatively minor casualties, and cause a lot of casualties to the Ming army with their bows, buying time for the main force. This is enough Already!"

It seems that Mao Li Yuanhui has made Yang Menglong explode in anger. He is obviously commanding with emotion and has lost his usual calmness. For the Japanese army, this is definitely not a good thing.

Shimadzu Nushi said: "Withdraw the cavalry and let the ashigaru go up to consume the Ming army's arrows and physical strength. When the Ming army's arrows and physical strength are almost exhausted, let the cavalry go up. This way the loss will be much lighter! "

Mori Motohui said sharply: "Shimadzu-kun, it's not your turn to teach me how to fight! Now I am the commander of the entire army, step aside!"

Amid the quarrel, the Ming army's defense line resounded with a heart-stopping thunk sound. Thousands of crossbows were fired at the same time. The crossbow arrows swept towards the Japanese cavalry like wind. The charging Japanese cavalry clearly heard the sharp arrows tearing apart. There was a muffled popping sound when the flesh was split apart, and a suppressed scream burst out from the throat of the arrowhead, along with blood stars.The Japanese cavalry and horses at the front were shot into hedgehogs in an instant, and there were very few survivors on the entire front line.This was just the beginning. Three platoons of archers from the Ming Army took turns firing, and there was a constant rain of arrows. After they entered the effective shooting range of the Japanese longbows, the tiger soldiers from the Tiger Barracks opened the pulley compound bows and shot out arrows denser than raindrops. With the rain of arrows, the casualties of the Japanese cavalry skyrocketed!The fierce Japanese cavalry were not to be outdone. They drew their long bows and shot heavy arrows at the Ming army. Some of the bad-tempered ones even skipped shooting and rushed straight towards Luzhai. It seemed that they wanted to leap forward. Pass through the ten-meter-thick Luzhai and enter the Ming army's position!
Then even people and horses were impaled on sharp wooden stakes.

Under the volley of thousands of strong bows and crossbows, the corpses of the Japanese cavalry quickly covered the battlefield.But these cavalry were really fierce, and they kept rushing towards Luzhai, even if they were shot down like they were cutting wheat, they would not hesitate to do so!

Yuan Zongdi was shocked by this unreasonable way of fighting: "What are these people trying to do? Do they want these cavalry to die?!"

Yang Menglong snorted: "I want to use the corpses of cavalry to fill in a passage!"

Yuan Zongdi cried out: "How can there be such a war!"

Yang Menglong said: "Japanese people are born to be two-faced, and when the two hundred and five tempers are offended, it is only natural to do such absurd things."

Yuan Zongdi said in his heart: "In terms of two hundred and five, who is better than your old man?" But he didn't dare to say this sentence, and he would definitely be kicked if he said it.

The Japanese cavalry attacked one after another, as Yang Menglong said, and soon used the corpses of people and horses to fill a passage between the deer village and the trench.The horn and the conch sounded at the same time, and the killing sound shook the sky. The armies of the Mori family and the Shimadzu family mobilized at the same time. Thousands of infantry rushed towards the Ming army like a tide.Yang Menglong scolded too hard just now, which completely enraged the Japanese army. They were full of anger, and their bodies were filled with fierce murderous aura. The cold light of the samurai sword made people unable to open their eyes.Seeing this, Yang Menglong waved the flag, and a thousand Dutch musketeers rushed over to reinforce them. They put their muskets on the parapet and aimed at the Japanese army and opened fire. It was knocked down in rows.

The Japanese army, which was capable of killing, ignored its own casualties at all. The iron artillery team walked in the forefront to bear the most violent blows from the Ming army's archers and Dutch musketeers. Whistling, thousands of musketeers raised their guns and pulled their triggers at the same time. For a while, the sound of gunfire was like bursting beans.The dense lead bullets hit the head and face, hitting the sandbags with a pop sound, many soldiers were hit by the bullets, covered their faces or chests and fell down screaming, blood spurting wildly!The lethality of the Japanese blunderbuss is still considerable. It is a small hole when it goes in, and a big hole when it goes out.The three-stage firing tactic made up for the shortcoming of the slow rate of fire of the blunderbuss. Thousands of musketeers took turns to reload and shoot, and the bullets rained endlessly, while the Ming army archers fired back at them with an even more astonishing rate of fire. Shooting at a short distance of 50 meters, the screams continued to ring out in each other's positions, and it never stopped for a moment. How is this still a war?It's purely fighting for orders!
Mao Li Yuanhui clapped his fists and exclaimed excitedly: "Yes, that's it! Use a large number of iron cannons to inflict a lot of damage on them, severely dampen their morale, and pave the way for the attack of large troops! No, no, iron cannons The number of teams is still not enough! Inform Hosokawa and Kuroda to send all their iron cannon teams, don't make any reservations!"

The military envoy immediately ran over to look for the Kumamoto Army and Fukuoka Army, and then ran back in panic, calling: "General, it's not good! The Kumamoto Army and Fukuoka Army left us and retreated!"

The somewhat smug smile suddenly froze on Mao Li Yuanhui's face. He grabbed the military envoy with his hands and let out a terrible roar: "What did you say!?"

The military envoy called: "The troops of the Hosokawa family and the Kuroda family withdrew without even saying hello. We have no friendly troops on our two wings!"

Shimadzu screamed angrily: "This is impossible!" He rushed up to the high platform trembling slightly, took out the binoculars and looked towards the left and right wings... It was okay if he didn't look at it, but when he saw it, he was so shocked that he almost withdrew from the high platform down:
The Kumamoto Army on the left and the Fukuoka Army on the right are retreating in an orderly manner!

Note that it is an orderly retreat!This means that they retreated without any attack, they had planned it!

The anger of being betrayed welled up in his heart, and Shimadzu's blood ran through his pupils. He raised his samurai sword high and howled wildly: "You bunch of rebellious villains, I'm going to kill you——you come back to me ,return!"

I don't know if they heard Shimadzu Nushi's wild howl, the retreating Kumamoto army subconsciously looked towards the high platform, and saw Shimadzu Nushi's furious figure, everyone was terrified.A retainer asked Hosokawa Yuuji: "General, is it really appropriate for us to do this?"

Hosokawa Yukiji bit his lips and said: "We only have a few thousand people, even if we press them all, it will be of no use! If Mori and Shimadzu can win, they will naturally not care about us. If they can't win , It's useless for us to go up, it's better to stand by and watch, and not help each other than thankless!"

(End of this chapter)