North of the No. 2 line of defense, at the Bang Taki Falls.

Fang Wenhai's troops, who were galloping down from the mountain road, had already defeated the Tangjin Legion that had reinforced the Void Fortress, and the troops had already reached the main road of the middle line.

Not far away, Hirotaka Terasawa, dressed in civilian clothing, rode a captured Saga military horse and galloped all the way under the escort of dozens of cavalry.

Looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Terazawa gritted his teeth and said, "All of you speed up and rush over directly!" ”

The surrounding knights let out a "hi yi" and slapped the horses' buttocks more and more rapidly, gradually surrounding the father and son in the center of the procession.

And in front of them, Kong Youde, who was still retreating, roared and commanded the soldiers around him to immediately form a formation, trying to intercept the attacking cavalry.

"Reload now! Kneel in the front row, stand in the back! Kong Youde shouted at the top of his throat, blowing the whistle on his neck hard to attract attention.

Soon, more than fifty people were organized in the chaos of battle, lined up in the open space opened by their comrades, and pointed their sharp bayonets at the galloping knights.

As a burst of gunfire came from ahead, there were continuous screams around Terazawa, and a dozen samurai who were close to the guards fell off their horses, but they were dragged by the ropes tied to the stirrups and dragged all the way by the galloping horses.

Terasawa raised his head, and the vision ahead that had been tightly covered had already widened, and he could clearly see the Australian and Song troops thirty meters away. The brave soldiers, with their bayonet rifles in their hands, pressed their butts to the ground, clenched their guns with both hands, and stared at themselves with fixed eyes.

"Charge!"

Terazawa, who was already in his sixties, laid the spear flat, firmly grasped the tail of the spear with his right hand, and clamped the barrel of the spear under his armpit. He opened his mouth, and an old but still mighty roar came out of his mouth.

"Onboard!"

Encouraged by the head of the family, the remaining samurai around them also shouted, and they struggled to drive the horses to protect Teramazawa again.

"Bang!"

The queue that had formed three rows (and another row was formed) was slammed away from it, and more than two dozen soldiers screamed and soared into the air, falling several meters away.

The samurai of Terazawabe covered their horses' eyes with cloth, and their speed was already at their maximum when they charged. The huge weight of hundreds of kilograms of men and horses generated terrifying kinetic energy under the bonus of galloping war horses, and it was like a bamboo, which cut through the improvised queue.

Kong Youde's teeth clenched tightly. Standing on the right flank of the queue, he avoided the stabbing of a knight, dragged the head of the spear with his left hand and pulled it inward, grabbed the back of the spear with his armpit and suddenly pushed it back, and actually ripped the knight off the horse, and then cut the opponent's throat with his right hand.

It's just that Terasawa still escaped from the chaos after all, and in addition to his son, who has been following closely, there are only about two dozen knights left. He looked back and saw that the knights, who had fallen off their horses or lost their speed during the charge, had been surrounded by hundreds of Aussie Song sergeants. The knight, whose legs were tied to stirrups, could not dismount, but sat in the saddle and waved his spear in vain, and was quickly killed by rows of spears or bullets.

As he passed a bend, the last few knights who were still resisting disappeared from Terazawa's sight. This old man, who has fought all his life, gritted his teeth and barely boosted his morale and said: "All the monarchs and I live and die together, and when we return to Tangjin City, all the monarchs are the elders of the clan!" ”

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In the woods near the mountain path, a low bush suddenly trembled, and out of it came a man with a grass-green complexion, looking up at the bushes overhead.

The bushes shook, and a sturdy man grabbed the trunk of the tree and slid down, wiped the dust on his hands, and said, "Tell me quickly, someone from the south is breaking through." ”

The man in the bushes was startled, and immediately skillfully stepped on the roots and stones hidden by the blades of grass and walked down the mountain, and asked in a low voice, "Can you see who it is?" ”

"I can't see it, I can only find that it is a group of cavalry, and there are not many of them." The man followed the former and slid downward, and it was Jiro Iwai, who I had chosen.

A few minutes later, the Iwai and the people in the bushes came to a place just over ten meters away from the main road. Here you can clearly see the scene on the road, but you can rely on the lush weeds to cover yourself. In addition, Iwai led the team to cross the mountains and mountains more than a day in advance, and had already dug a half-meter-deep ravine parallel to the road, and the dwarf Japanese people could hardly be spotted after squatting in.

The grass that had been calm began to shake violently. Dozens of Japanese task forces, dressed in camouflage uniforms and camouflaged with grass juice on their faces, entered the ravine and lurked, sticking their guns out of the grass and silently waiting for their targets to pass through the road.

The man in the rock well and in the grass broke away from the group and returned to the place where he had been observed. This time, the two climbed two trees and began to charge with two specially made rifles (Note 1).

After pouring the gunpowder, Iwai put a bullet held by a cork at the bottom into the muzzle of the gun, and then stuffed the bullet into the bottom of the barrel with a through rod.

Place the butt against the shoulder socket of your right shoulder, hold the handguard at the front of the barrel with your left hand, and rest the barrel on a branched branch. After estimating the wind speed at this time, Iwai closed his left eye, and his right eye came to the door, and quietly looked at the road through the crosshair, waiting for the moment to fire.

At this moment, Terasawa didn't know that a hundred meters in front of him, there was a group of bold maniacs lying in the grass only a dozen meters away from the road, and they were preparing to hit themselves into targets with bad intentions.

He had already recovered from the tension of breaking through the encirclement, and knew that it was impossible for the Song cavalry to come up from the rear, so he couldn't help but chuckle.

Guang Gao on the side saw his father laughing and sighed: "Father, all our main forces have been lost, why are you laughing?" ”

Jian Gao laughed a few times, held the horsewhip in his right hand and said: "You are still too young, and you are obsessed with the gains and losses of one time and one place, this is not good." ”

"Although thousands of ashigaru were lost, the Song people never killed prisoners, and most of them would raise those people and wait for the war to end. Although my father was only spared, as the lord of the Tangjin Domain, the Song people also wanted to win me over. This time, you and I got out, and after returning to Tangjin City, we may not be able to drag Ieyasu to surrender, and then we can get back the prisoners, and we will still be the overlords of one place. ”

"At most, Song Jun will be compensated with a sum of copper and silver, and then he will be the master, no matter how much he will lose his rich and noble days."

Guang Gao listened to his father's analysis, but he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart.

On the one hand, the Song people don't seem to be such magnanimous people, this time after a month of fighting, will they let go of their father and son so easily? On the other hand... It seems that there is this plot in one of Ming Guo's novels... Do you want to say "why is the prime minister laughing" at this time?

His body shook suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at the mountains on both sides, and was relieved to find that there was no way for the cavalry to rush out, and said in his heart that it could not be so unlucky.

Immediately, a line of flames flashed in the left corner of his eye, and his body shook as if he had been hit by something, followed by a sharp pain in his right shoulder.

"Ahh Guang Gao screamed, reacting that he was ambushed, subconsciously clamped the horse's belly with his legs, threw away the spear he had been holding with his left hand, and slapped the horse's buttocks: "Run!" There is an ambush! ”

With that, Guanggao galloped out first, leaving the rest behind.

Surrounded by the knights, he was not injured in this volley, but the horses under his crotch were shot in the abdomen, and after a neigh, he knelt down and threw him out.

When Jian Gao recovered from the dizziness of falling off the horse, he raised his head, looked at his son, who was only left with his back, and lamented in his heart how he had given birth to such a conscienceless dog.

"Shoot or kill!"

Immediately after firing the volley, the task force roared out of the trench and rushed into the midst of the chaotic cavalry, stabbing the few surviving knights to death on their horses with bayonets, and then several men swooped down and took his pistol from Jian, who was about to commit suicide with an Ausson pistol.

"Caught a big fish!" The task force members were still laughing, and they didn't realize for a moment that the person under them was the lord of the Karatsu Domain.

Pressed down by a few stinking guys, he could barely breathe. He struggled to reach his neck from under the men's arms, breathing in the blood-smelling air. A moment of sorrow came from it, and he even began to cry bitterly.

However, Iwai and the others, who were located at a high place, did not care about the battle situation below, they had been staring at Hirotaka who had fled from the battle group, and the muzzle of the gun shook slightly with his breath, and suddenly settled at a certain moment.

"Bang!"

The two pulled the trigger at about the same moment, and the wooden plug at the bottom of the bullet deformed under the squeeze of the deflagration air. The expanded wood blocked the entire barrel, and the rapidly expanding hot air acted on the underside of the bullet without waste, producing thrust far beyond that of a normal bullet.

The lead bullet swirled along the rifling carved in the chamber of the gun, and then flew out of the chamber with a crisp sound.

On the mountain road more than 300 meters away, Guanggao, who had just slowed down a little, trembled, looked down at the two bloody wounds on his chest, his mouth trembled slightly, and he fell off the horse without saying a word, and was pulled by the rope tied to his legs, and shook as the horse ran.

Note 1: At that time, the rifled guns were not listed in the Chinese Governor's District, and the rifled guns equipped by Iwai and the two were ordered by the Governor's District itself.