Leather boots made of cooked cowhide stepped over the uprooted barbed wire and stepped on the blood-stained earth.

"Your Excellency, this is the casualties and results of our army." The attendant on the side respectfully handed a list to the owner of the leather boots, the current lord of the Karatsu domain, Terazawa Hirotaka.

Hirotaka Terasawa skimmed over the list in the morning sun, and chuckled: "It's okay, four hundred and twenty-seven people died, twenty-nine wounded, and twelve dead and wounded ronin." The results of the battle were also very great, killing more than 20 rebellious people in Saga, killing and injuring Song people unknown... The reason is that the Song people took away all the dead and wounded. ”

He casually threw the list on the ground, glanced at the general Egawa Taro who was kneeling aside, and said, "Egawa-kun, do you have anything to say?" ”

The man was unclothed, only a single garment, and even the boots on his feet were taken off.

Rong Chuan looked up at the feudal lord, and his face gradually turned pale. He trembled his lips and said in a dry voice, "Sinner Egawa, I beg the lord of the feudal lord to take care of my young son..."

Terasawa waved his hand noncommittally and strode towards the Song defense line that had been occupied.

His attendant stayed where he was, quickly drew the knife at his waist, stood on Rongchuan's right side, held the handle of the knife with both hands and raised it, and calmly looked at Rongchuan in front of him.

Rong Chuan's face became more and more pale. He turned his head sideways, nodded to his attendant, and with a little trembling hands, unbuckled his belt, exposing his abdomen, and wrapped it in a white cloth.

After everything was done, Rong Chuan slowly picked up a rib from the ground and pulled out a snow-white blade.

"Rong Chuan-kun, please seppuku."

Rong Chuan raised his head, and the attendant beside him was already showing impatience.

He had no choice but to turn his head and face Tang Jincheng in the northeast, and as soon as his teeth tightened, the sharp blade penetrated the white cloth and pierced deep into his abdomen.

Although his teeth were clenched, a painful muffled grunt still emanated from his closed mouth. His eyes widened suddenly, and with a forceful tug of his hands, the blade sliced his entire stomach from left to right.

Thankfully, his pain was over in no time—the attendant next to him slashed his head in an instant, ending the pain of the seppuku.

More than a hundred meters away, Terasawa had already come to the No. 1 line of defense.

Looking at the trenches reinforced by sandbags and planks, and the forts made of masonry and cement on both flanks of the defensive line, Terasawa sighed: "Such a strong fortress, if the Song people are determined to hold on, I don't know how many Rongchuan will have to be seppuku." ”

"My lord, this is a samurai under the general of Eikawa, Hiroki Murakami."

Hirotaka Terasawa turned around, and a ronin who had lost his left arm was brought up.

Murakami looked at the lord of the Karatsu domain in front of him, and the awe in his heart in the past was inexplicably lost at this moment. He bowed slightly and said, "Ronin Murakami, I have seen the lord of the domain. ”

Terazawa looked at his broken arm wrapped in cloth, and his face was a little gentle: "Murakami-kun fought bravely, and this clan sees it." In your opinion, how did the Song people defend the city? ”

Murakami lowered his head, not daring to look at Terasawa. His eyes gradually wandered, and his mind once again recalled the bloody massacre of dozens of minutes ago. Roaring cannons, a rain of bullets, and two ugly guns that spewed shotguns like crazy... One by one, the broken ashigaru, the blood that spurted out, and the screams that broke in pain...

A man behind him patted Murakami, waking him up from a brief nightmare. He was shocked to find that his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Lord, the Song people...", he said slowly, "the Song people are defensive, good at waiting for our army to approach, and then at the same time fire in unison, cannon salvo, a moment of bullets and bullets, although the warriors are unstoppable." ”

Terasawa closed his eyes, then nodded lightly, and ordered his subordinates to take Murakami away.

He stretched out his hand, and the attendant behind him immediately handed over a telescope imported from the Song people before the war. Terasawa stood on the ammunition box on the trench floor and pointed his telescope at the southwest. A kilometer away, another line of defense built by the Ao-Song people stood majestically in the sun, the gray walls were wrapped with barbed wire that reflected the Yangguan, and every dozen meters there were small battlements with artillery (actually shotguns), and several rows of Song soldiers with rifles on their backs were watching the line.

Temple Ze suddenly "tsk". Through the telescope, he saw a stout man in a red military uniform gesturing to him on the high platform at the Song people's defensive line—although he couldn't see what it was, he could still feel the deep malice of the other party.

...... Kong Youde shook his middle finger viciously, regardless of whether the Japanese people occupying the No. 1 line of defense could see it or not. He looked to the north with some apprehension, the road to the Void Fortress was clear after losing the protection of Line 1.

"Laymen guide insiders, Li Ruchu harms people!"

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And at the foot of the mountain, Oda Kei, who had been resting for a long time, finally received the bad news - the first line of defense of the Song people had been captured by my loyal and invincible Rongchuan army! The lord of the domain, Hirotaka Terasawa, personally went to the front line to condole! The stubborn enemy who hindered the Void Fortress's four generals from attacking the city has lost its threat!

Oh my God, why did the Song people lose so quickly, aren't they very powerful! Taro Rongchuan's slender and unshowy silver-like pewter spear head himself knew how he could defeat the Song defenders! It must have been the Song people who deliberately retreated!

But no matter what, Kei Oda's decisive moment is still here...

Under the watchful eye of Terasawa Tentaka, the number two of the Karatsu Domain, Oda Kei and the other two generals all gritted their teeth (Ozaki was still a fearless and heroic image), and led his men with a total of more than 1,000 men towards the Void Fortress built halfway up the mountain.

The Void Tibetan Mountain is just over 600 meters above sea level, and the side facing the middle line is relatively steep, while the side facing Nagasaki is much flatter. During the previous nearly a month of fighting, the Saga Domain, which had lost Saga, continued to build observation platforms and defensive lines on the mountain road leading from the Void Fortress to the middle line, in an attempt to turn the Void Fortress into an impregnable fortress.

Five minutes after leaving the middle line avenue, the Oda army, which had taken the lead, was stubbornly resisted by the defenders. Rows of soldiers rose behind a line of rubble and trees to fire a volley, then turned and crossed to the rear.

"All hands assault!" Oda drew his katana and let out a shout.

"Onboard!"

More than 300 ashigaru soldiers of the Oda Legion drew their swords - due to the terrain, the firecrackers of the Oda Legion could not shoot past the melee ashigaru, so they also charged with knives after handing the firearms to the Ozaki Legion - let out a loud roar, and under the leadership of the squad leader, they lined up in several horizontal lines and charged against the oncoming bullets.

The mountain path leading to the Void Fortress was deliberately bumpy, and the horizontal line that had been held at first turned into a jagged wavy line after advancing less than twenty meters. However, there was no way to repair it at this time, and Oda Kei, who was watching the battle from behind, had to pray in his heart to Jehovah God that his ashigaru men would not be beaten too badly.

Seeing that the people of the Karatsu clan began to charge, the defenders behind the defensive line stopped firing in turns, but calmed down, and several rows of people loaded their bullets as quickly as possible, and waited for the Karatsu clan to approach.

Oda watched nervously as his men rushed to less than twenty meters from the defensive line, and some of the archers who charged with the army had already shot some of the opposing musketers.

"Throw!"

Behind the defensive line, Kojima Motota shouted, and Ashigaru, who was in the front row, immediately threw out several iron balls that lit the fuse, and rolled towards the enemy troops using the sloping mountain road.

Gao Guang, who was at the forefront of the charge, watched as several black balls were thrown out of the defensive line, fell to the ground and rolled over, with a line burning on them, and he didn't know what it was. He didn't have time to think about it before he was crowded by the people in the back row and continued to run forward.

He knew the answer a few seconds later.

One of the balls was blocked by a pit in the ground and didn't roll down, but the rest of the balls all fell into the charging crowd.

Ozaki and Oda Kei, who were still behind, stood together as they watched as a pile of broken corpses suddenly splashed in the crowd, screams and explosions came into their ears at the same time. In the pale smoke of gunpowder and the red blood gas, the soldiers behind the defense line stood up at the same time and tilted a round of bullets towards the bomb-blown Oda Army, which added to the chaos of Odabe.

The ghost blows the lamp