The return of Song Shorty officially kicked off the war between the Dongjiang River and the Jurchens in Hamgyong Province, and on May 16, Mao Jue, who had already been sharpening his knives in the mountain city of Xianxing, directly opened the formation.

A typical Mao Jue-style oath, a head of thirty taels of silver! This hard currency exchange rate directly made the blood of the three regiments of Dongjiang soldiers and beasts boiling, and the Dongjiang army at this time only followed two principles, allegiance to the general, and then worked hard to earn silver, as for what court righteousness, cut off a head, what superintendent's mansion to give thirty taels of silver?

Straw sandals are very advantageous in the mud, but in the Liaodong mountains full of broken stones and grass roots, and snakes, the obvious effect is much worse, or the light and sturdy military leather boots of the Dongjiang River work, it really looks like the Roman legion of the year, the four-person military formation walks neatly on the path, carrying the military flag in front, and the neat rifle behind is hanging with a bayonet and pointing at the blue sky, all the black cotton armor and iron helmets, and the fluttering boots are neatly like playing drums, which is pleasing to the eye.

It's just that not all the troops are so relaxed, the artillery units behind are crying, the artillery is equipped with two sentry reserves to help push the artillery cart, and the Hongyi cannon weighing more than a ton is left in Xianxing Mountain City, but even so, six or seven hundred pounds of field three-pounder guns, six-pounder guns are still struggling, and the wheels are like passing a ghost gate without passing a hurdle.

In the back of the overseer, Mao Jue looked at it with a straight grin, now he understands Qi Jiguang a little, no wonder in the Southern Anti-Japanese War, he wants to use the kind of tiger squat cannon with a short range and small power, if it is a tiger squat cannon carried, two people carry one, at least two or three hundred guns, the space in the mountains is narrow, and the firing range does not need to be as wide as the plains, and the firefight is only a few hundred meters, so the tiger squat cannon in the mountains is much better than the field artillery.

Should one or two mountain regiments be specially formed, and then two tiger squat cannon foundries should be opened?

While walking, Mao Jue still tilted his head and pondered.

But just like this, suddenly a wind sounded in his ears, and suddenly, three feather arrows appeared in the woods in front of him, shooting straight at Mao Jue's head.

But seeing that his head was about to bloom, a cold light flashed, and in the clicking sound, three arrows from different angles were all blocked, and the horizontal knife was in his hand, and Maori Sakura was like a female eagle, scanning the woods beside him dangerously.

I have to say that Japan is really more professional than China in this regard, Japan's Warring States for a hundred years, it is really called almost no day without war, against the other party's generals, it is also to do everything, the fierce war has made martial arts and swordsmanship also develop rapidly, in the kendo school, there is a broken arrow flow that specializes in dealing with dark arrows, and Maori Sakura Xiu's is the way of Ihe, also called the knife flow, and also pays attention to killing people with a knife, in the heads-up of the guards, they are even tighter than the generals of the hairy lance.

However, martial arts are not an absolute factor in determining the outcome of the war, just like Miyamoto Musashi, Japan's first swordsman, once participated in the Battle of Sekigahara as the ashigaru of the Uki family during the Battle of Sekigahara, but the troops of the Uki family were defeated and retreated by the Eastern Army, which was less than half of their own strength, and the ghost cried wolf.

is also this kind of precaution, so that Mao Jue then lowered his head to think about tactics, he didn't think about the attack at all, there are Maori Sakura several to form the most solid shield, the peripheral Dongjiang Army also has a sharp spear, survival training in the mountains and forests is not less with flintlock pistols to beat birds to satisfy hunger, this attacker has not waited to run, the escort team has already picked up the fire, under the rapid gunshot, three corpses fell heavily from the book.

Attacks like this, from the time when the Dongjiang army began to step into the Jiashan forest, suddenly increased, I have to say, these nomadic people are indeed fierce and tricky, in the mountains their familiarity, far above the Dongjiang army, unfortunately, the results of such raids are minimal.

There is no way, the Dongjiang Army can be called a bloody old hunter, no matter how bullish the old hunter, you can't shoot the cold-forged armor with a bone arrow, but as long as you are targeted by the Dongjiang sniper, you can be knocked down with one shot, which is not reasonable at all.

The attack was fought all morning, Mao Jue was wounded more than 20 heads, but there were more than 40 Jurchens who were shot down, and five or six were wounded and captured alive.

Hamgyong Province is said to be a road, in fact, it is only a fraction of the size of a province in China, and it is not as big as Hainan Province in later generations, as for the distance between Jiashan and Xianxing Mountain City, it is shorter than between cities in later generations, and in the afternoon, the Dongjiang Army arrived at the location of the Jiashan Tribes.

It's really much more difficult here than the Sanshui Tribes, it's just a little slower hills, the villages are more scattered, it's very good to see a small village in a mountain col, and there is no arable land, it's completely dependent on the mountains to eat the mountains, hunting pheasants and rabbits, picking fruits and fungus, etc., but in this place, the Jiashan Jurchen made a serious strategic mistake, and they were not willing to give up the shack that was thrown at will, almost more than 3,000 tribes, and opened a formation in the head mountain recess of the Jiashan hills, to meet the Dongjiang army.

Looking at the opposite military array, the little chief who pretended to be forced with an axe last time was screaming in front of the messy team, Song Dwarf showed a smug look of conspiracy, turned his head to look at Mao Jue, who knew that he actually tilted his head in distress, which suddenly made this dwarf also depressed.

This master is too difficult to wait, isn't it? He couldn't figure out the brain circuits at all.

However, judging from the scene, these Jiashan Jurchens really have an advantage at this time, firstly, they are waiting for work, secondly, the towering slopes on the terrain are occupied by them first, and thirdly, they still have an advantage in numbers, three regiments of 2,400 people, excluding artillery logistics, there are less than 2,000 people, and the other side has more than 1,000 people.

But even so, Mao Jue still didn't change his careless look, and he didn't make any pre-war speeches to boost morale, but just waved his hand and muttered to Wen Meng, Kong Youde, and Tian Tao like flies.

"Let's go play!"

"Did you hear it, the general has an order, let everyone have fun! If you have fun, you'll get silver, brothers!"

But there was no negative buff of the Ming army's cowardice, and as Wen Meng raised his knife violently in front of the military formation, the entire Dongjiang Army front also boiled like mixed oil.

What a strange force!

Over the years, he has run all over the nine sides, known as the Datong Army, known as the main force of the Ming Army, the Yulin Army and the Liaodong Army, he has not seen it, but this is a more belligerent force than the barbarians, and he Song Dwarf is also the first time in his life, riding a horse behind Mao Jue, this guy can't help but squint his eyes.

The first to speak, it is always the cannons, no one can compare with them, the dozen or so field guns that have been dragged with great difficulty have been pushed to the front of the military formation, the cannons are the pride of the Dongjiang Army, in the triumphant expressions of those iron righteous soldiers, these cannons fiercely let out a roar that shook the mountains, and the shrapnel whistled and flew towards the hillside, instantly tearing open the hole in the military formation of these savage Jurchens, and every time the cannon went down, it was a flower.

Now these Jiashan tribes are embarrassed, they do not have weapons with a longer range than field artillery, and the height advantage has become a disadvantage, either waiting in place to be bombarded, or they have to launch a charge, taking the initiative to attack the Dongjiang army that has been arrayed on the plain, consuming their physical strength.

Under the roar of the axe chief, more than 3,000 savage Jurchens rushed down the mountain like roe deer, shouting slogans, and I don't know how many people opened their hunting bows while running.

To this, I have to say that the battle of Salhu, for the Qing army, many people have the impression that the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry, the world, however, when Nurhachi started, where did he take advantage of so many cavalry, for a long time, the Houjin Army was based on light armor archers and heavy armor cannon fodder dead soldiers as the main force, the battle of Salhu, Nurhachi relied on the light armor archer to attack from the mountain, and the arrows shot the firearms troops of Juniper, Liu Ting and others, and then the heavy armor troops accompanied by a small number of cavalry to break the formation, killing the corpses of the Ming army all over the field.

History records that the deaths of Liu Ting's generals were all covered in arrow rain, and their flesh and bones were eroded.

This scene seems to have played out here in Jiashan.

But the effect is reversed.

Many of the Dongjiang troops were indeed shot like hedgehogs, but the ones who fell were sparse, but it was the Ming army with a gun that shot in three sections, and they hit a terrifying kill, and the savage Jurchens in the charge fell on the hillside one by one.

Compared with the Juniper Army, Mao Jue's Dongjiang not only has no military corruption at all, but Mao Jue can't wait to sell all the underwear and replace it with armor to put on his soldiers.

His flintlock pistol, pointed bullet, and lethality are far stronger than those of the Ming army's bird guns.

But at this moment, several chaotic banners suddenly appeared in the north of the flank of Mao Jue's army, more than a thousand meters away, the same dense wild Jurchen showed their messy fur hats and jackets, and began to stride towards the battlefield.

Song Xiaozi, who was shocked by this scene, almost fell off his horse, and shouted sadly.

"Shumubu! General! Shumube!"

Who knew that Mao Jue was still like he hadn't woken up, and he didn't raise his eyelids, and at the same time, Wen Meng's broken gong voice on the front line sounded again.

"Charge!"

The bayonet was erected, and the three rows of thousands of officers and men of the Dongjiang Army also roared in the cheers, and under the rapid charge, the blood instantly stained the hillside red, and the cheers came to an abrupt end.

(End of chapter)