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"Shoot them to death!!!"

"Kill them!"

In the chaotic battlefield, Miura screamed while shooting with his matchlock gun.

As the battle progressed, the soldiers and horses of both sides were now fighting together, so the sound of shelling had stopped and was replaced by close combat. Of course, there were also some soldiers holding firearms.

Miura was surrounded by gunmen. As the commander-in-chief of the musketeers, Miura shouted loudly, but he fell into panic in his heart.

As a new army formed by Fuso in the past year, Miuramoto has high expectations and full confidence in his army.

After all, when they were at sea before, they rode on warships and relied on the advantage of long-range weapons to defeat the Daqian Navy with a sweeping force.

In naval battles, the Fuso army equipped with new weapons has extremely powerful combat power, which has been verified.

As for land warfare, in fact, apart from a small number of drills in the mainland, the only remaining ones were the previous invasion wars in the Gallic Kingdom, which had achieved great results.

It's just that Gaoli, as a tributary of Daqian, is a small country, and its national power and military strength are not as good as Fusang.

The battle against Koruri was won by the new army sent by General Sakamoto and the samurai army led by Yamanaka Nihide, the second son of the conservative General Yamanaka.

After the news of the victory spread back to the country, the whole country was excited. Miura was yearning for it and eager to make achievements.

But now, what he is facing now is a real behemoth - Yan Guo!

Miura belatedly realized that his troops were in decline in this actual battle. Under the current circumstances, this expected "must-win" battle was turning towards failure.

"Boom!"

The lead bullets whizzing from the front flew past Miura.

Although Miura couldn't see it, the two soldiers beside him screamed. There was no doubt that they had been hit.

Miura hurriedly started running. At this time, there were no obstacles around him, only the soldiers who were fighting fiercely were left.

He ran towards the crowded area and hid behind the soldiers.

"Hoohoo."

Miura gasped for breath and looked forward through the gaps in the bodies of the soldiers in front.

The enemy's offensive was still fierce. In addition to the soldiers holding firearms, there were also many ordinary soldiers and horses. Fukuyama's people were fighting fiercely with them at this moment.

But it is obvious that Fukuyama's troops are now at a disadvantage.

Miura's face became paler. He looked away and saw the cavalry on the periphery. They were not his own, but soldiers and horses deployed by the enemy.

"There are so many cavalry, which is really troublesome..."

"Damn it...I don't want to lose like this!"

"I haven't accomplished anything yet..."

Miura turned his head and looked behind him. His face was pale and his lips moved slightly. A certain sentence was stuck in his throat but he couldn't shout it out.

"Woo!"

But soon, a horn sounded for withdrawal.

Miura's pupils trembled, and immediately he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Withdraw the troops! Withdraw the troops!"

"Hurry up!"

Without any hesitation, he immediately roared, and while roaring, he turned around and retreated towards the rear.

The soldiers who were fighting fiercely fell into a daze for a moment.

"kill!"

But the waves of shouts of killing became louder and louder at this moment.

After the soldiers of the Qi Army heard Fusang's retreat, they fought more and more fiercely. The gunmen pulled the triggers. The gunpowder in the medicine room burned violently, and lead bullets roared out!

"Don't even think about escaping!" A soldier holding a three-eyed gun held his breath and aimed the gun at a Japanese soldier who was trying to escape.

The next moment, he pulled the trigger!

"boom!"

A puff of white smoke rose up, and three lead bullets shot out!

Almost as soon as the sound rang out, the Japanese soldier who was running wildly in front yelled and fell to the ground.

Several Japanese soldiers beside them looked at the death of their companions, fear and anger intertwined in their hearts at the same time. Immediately, several Japanese soldiers howled and turned around, they picked up their matchlock guns and started shooting.

As soon as they turned around, they were hit by a large number of lead bullets!

Several lead bullets were shot into their bodies, and they fell down in a violent shaking.

"Quickly retreat! Go first!"

"Let's stop their pursuit, you go first!"

There was a roar in the distance. Fushan's face turned pale. He covered his blood-stained chest with his hands and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Woo!"

"Woo!"

At the same time, the retreat horn sound from the rear became more and more urgent!

Junyi Ito, who gave the order, was sweating like rain at this moment. As the commander-in-chief of this army, at this point in the war, he knew that if he continued to fight, he would not suffer heavy casualties.

If you continue to fight, it is very likely that you will end up like Murata!

At this point, there is not much to worry about. The only way to save some combat power is to withdraw the troops immediately!

We couldn't just let all the soldiers and horses who had just come to Yan country be lost here. Ito Junyi roared at the top of his lungs:

"Don't be wary, evacuate immediately! Evacuate immediately!"

Amid the shouting, more and more soldiers began to turn around and evacuate. Although lead bullets were being shot from behind, they could only run wildly at this time. If they were shot, it would be bad luck.

"General! We'll cover you and go first!"

The soldiers following him shouted eagerly. Ito Junyi's face turned pale. He glanced at the center of the battlefield. There were still people there who were still entangled and unable to escape.

The soldiers and horses led by Fukuyama are currently blocking the enemy's offensive, and Miura's musketeers are quickly withdrawing.

"Fukuyama...you...!"

Ito Junyi sighed heavily, got on his horse, and began to evacuate to Qinyang City with the soldiers.

"Whoosh-"

Miura, who was running with the musketeers, was out of breath, and screams kept coming from behind, which made him more and more frightened.

Finally, he couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him.

Fukuyama and his troops were fighting the enemy. As ordinary soldiers, all they could rely on were the cold weapons in their hands.

But now they are blocking the rear desperately, fighting to the death!

"Fushan, it's up to you!!"

"We must hold them back!"

Miura gritted his teeth, not daring to look anymore, and turned his head to look ahead.

But at this moment, there were a large number of cavalry running wildly outside the battlefield. They seemed to be forming an encirclement, which made Miura feel chilled.

He could only hope to escape from this battlefield before the encirclement was formed.

"Don't even think about escaping! Kill them!"

At this time, another angry roar came from behind. Miura was shocked, but he did not dare to look back.

Behind it, Qi Jiguang and his soldiers were pursuing him.

Behind him, Fukuyama's pale face was dripping with sweat. He was holding a katana, looking at the person in front of him, gritting his teeth and saying:

"Unless you step on our bodies, you can't even think about passing by!"

Opposite him, Qi Jiguang said with a calm face:

"Then as you wish, step over your corpses!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed out with his sword!