Sixteen bronze horns and trumpets sounded a low and majestic tune, thirty-two cowhide snare drums emitted a deafening roar under the fierce beating of the shirtless man, and the black but shiny steel helmets on the top of their heads reflected the neat cold light.

It's just that in the majestic military movement, several main commanders of the eastern country also seemed hesitant and uneasy, and they couldn't imagine that their entire army was all instigated, although it was not all the strength of the Tokugawa family, but it was also the main force, strength was political life, and the Tokugawa family without the army was not a fart here at Mao Jue, and beads of sweat continued to flow down from Tokugawa Iemitsu's slightly fat face.

And the girl "Emperor" under the tulle also turned her head frequently in worry, and pleaded quietly.

"Master, concubine body, concubine body, can you do it?"

"Please, let Sister Le'er change it!"

The spirit of the little emperor yesterday has been greatly stimulated, and this time let Ming Zheng come to the battlefield in person and fight to the death with the lover who fought for her, I am afraid it is a bit too difficult for a strong man, so Mao Jue also played a Li Dai to provoke stiffness, borrowed the family coat and flag of the royal family, dismantled a flower pavilion, and pieced together to create such a temporary sixteen-lift sedan chair.

And the little emperor is Mao Jue's most well-behaved girl, plain clothes!

Although Mao Jue never called himself a little emperor, but pretending to be a little emperor, Sakurahime, who was born in an island country, didn't dare to accept it no matter what, Yu Leer was eager to try, but Mao Jue couldn't trust her, what if she wanted to come to a royal expedition when the fight was most intense? So I can only let the plain clothes go.

Kicking the horse and walking lazily on the edge of the sedan chair, Mao Jue waved his hand nonchalantly: "What's not good, weren't you quite imposing on it the night before?" This time I'm just sitting, and it's not another **** old tree root! Nervous about what? ”

"Alright, it's time for war! It's loaded!"

A pink little face almost didn't turn into a tomato, but Suyi was really fooled by Mao Jue, she hurriedly sat upright with a dangerous look, comforted her own girl, squinted her eyes and glanced at the dense Eastern army in front of her, Mao Jue immediately yawned again, and waved her hand lazily.

"Let's attack!"

"Da Chengxing, Lord Yuan Bingxing is sorting out the Toyotomi Corps, after all, the enemy has 90,000 people, and there is really no need to wait for Lord Yuan to coordinate the attack?"

The Toyotomi family's old Tsuno relatives were anxiously admonishing on the side, but Mao Jue, who heard this, yawned again, and then looked at the opposite side with gloomy eyes.

"A bunch of stragglers, a rabble! Half a day is enough to wash them in blood!"

Ninety thousand troops, such a big breath, the 10,000 people under the command of the main daimyo of the eastern kingdom were brought to Kyoto as a guard of honor, and now they are still leisurely scattered in various pools soaking in hot springs, the lack of command system, just like a snake cutting off two-thirds of its head, can have thirty percent of the combat effectiveness is good.

And the royal family and the Eastern Daimyo family emblem and the flag are still in their hands, and these guys are a few points lower in momentum, and there are more people, just fat pigs! Don't be stabbed in the head with a butcher's knife.

And this is still a moment of pretending, the Dongjiang Army easily defeated the main force of the Eastern Kingdom, and Mao Jue's military prestige will be even heavier in the future, regardless of whether it is the Eastern or Western Daimyo! Since the incident happened, it is impossible for Mao Jue not to meddle in the affairs of the Eastern Kingdom, and it is an excellent opportunity for him to intervene and support the cronies who lost in the Dongjiang River, such a great opportunity, how could he miss it.

However, as the commander of the Dongjiang Yizhou Corps, Kong Youde didn't have so many thoughts in his eyes, all he saw was honor and silver in vain, defeating the 90,000 army, and the command level was rewarding 90,000 taels of silver, and a head could also add 30,000 taels of silver to the pockets of the soldiers under his command, especially if he could add a heavy sum to his own achievements, break the 90,000 army, and return to the Dongjiang general, he could also use gold to create a medal and award it to himself, hanging on his chest, Kong 90,000! And other Dongjiang generals have capital! The whole body was a little trembling with excitement, and Kong Youde, who was tall and strong like an animal, neighed and waved the command knife with all his might.

"The general has a life! Offensive !!"

The drumming stopped for a while, and the black and shiny Dongjiang artillery carriage Hongyi cannon was pushed out in the creaking sound, too familiar with the tactics of the Dongjiang River, two lecturers from Kyoto Donglin, the scholar Confucius from Jiangnan was hurriedly walked to Kunimatsumaru's side, anxiously holding his shoulders.

"The head of the house! Dongjiang is going on the offensive! Would you like to say a few more words? ”

On the fist, the blood is still falling, for Kunimatsumaru, this pain is no longer important, all along, working hard for dignity, supporting each other for each other, to this point, but facing Mingzheng's cold face, Kunimatsumaru even had a kind of epiphany that was empty for a while.

Turning his head a little dazedly, his eyes were the same blank faces of Team Ida, stunned for a few seconds, and no longer full of passion, Kunimatsumaru just flicked his sleeves coldly.

"If you don't want to die, then fight!"

Re-mounted, forcibly not looking back at the sixteen-lifted sedan chair, the figure behind the veil, in his heart, Kunimatsumaru roared heartbreakingly.

You're going to dance! I'm going to dance this song with you today!

But looking at the gloomy and disappearing back of his leader, those who remained in the former army were still confused.

But this kung fu, the black Hongyi cannon has been corrected, in this era, no one is qualified to fight against the Dongjiang River without shelter, even the invincible Qing army!

Bang~

The heavy shrapnel exploded overhead, and the tiny projectiles crackled into the heads of these Northern Continent samurai who had not fought much with the Dongjiang River, even the iron helmet Nanban armor could not prevent the chemical energy that popped out of these dozens of catties of gunpowder, not to mention that many samurai were still bare-shaved with half of the moon head, and in the sound of a slaughterhouse, the battle formations disappeared in rows, and the samurai who were popped out of a few blood holes by the shotgun scrambled to the ground softly.

Not only the terrifying shrapnel, but also the grapeballs tied together by the two shells spun around and twisted off the bloody upper body, and the solid buckshot bowling ball bounced around the team, knocking over the obstacles it encountered to the ground, and the people were not as strong as the bowling ball, and the bones kept making a crisp cracking sound.

A regiment of two Hongyi cannons, ten small-caliber field guns, the militia regiment halved, forty heavy artillery, two hundred field guns one after another roared to take over the silence after the drums stopped, just by the artillery bombardment, the Date team samurai, who had never encountered such ferocious firepower, had already been torn apart from the formation, and the Eastern samurai who were exposed to the artillery fire were terrified and began to retreat, and behind them, Kong Youde brandished his sword again.

"Attack!"

Under the black smoke of gunpowder, the regiments of the Dongjiang River were like black tofu blocks, holding flintlock pistols, and rushed forward with neat steps.

After all, the so-called samurai class, even if the whole line retreats, there is still a stubborn resistance, more than a dozen Hokuriku samurai slammed the bow against the marching Dongjiang army, their eyes were full of fierceness, even if it was death, they had to change a few in the Dongjiang army, anxiously waiting, these steel tofu blocks were also approaching bit by bit, but silently did not wait for the marching regiment to enter the effective firing range, the team that had just stepped forward suddenly stopped, and then a grotesque shout sounded.

"Fa Ye!"

The last impression of these samurai was the brilliant gunfire in the sky!

Almost at the speed of the march to occupy the position, less than thirty minutes after the start of the battle, the ten regiments stretched into a horizontal row were already standing on the layers of Date samurai corpses, the smoke of gunpowder made the commander Kong Youde choke and cough, the big hand wearing white gloves fanned the smoke, before Kong Youde appreciated his results, at that end, the fierce roar of the war horse was already ringing in his ears.

Just like the Jianzhou Eight Banners of the brigade drove the defeated infantry of the Ming army countless times, the vigorous Dongjiang cavalry team brandished their sabers, shouted and hung tightly behind the defeated army of the Date team, and while marching, they continued to slash and kill the Hokuriku samurai at the end of the team.

Following their torn formation, the majestic Liaodong cavalry cut butter with a hot knife, and fiercely embedded it into the military formation.

In front of the cavalry of the galloping brigade at high speed, the infantry who were messy and lacked formation protection were simply fish on the chopping board, four thousand cavalry hung up, and the snowy swords were waved, leaving only a wave along the way, and a knife cut off his arm, ashigaru screaming and spurting blood, screamed and climbed, and in a panic, he suddenly hugged Kunimatsumaru's boots, crying out loudly.

"God sent me to save me! I still have my mother at home, I can't die! ”

At this time, his eyes were also full of shock, and Kunimatsumaru looked at the blood in front of him in disbelief.

Indeed, he is shrewd, ambitious, and has enough strategy, but the only shortcoming of Kunimatsumaru is that he has never experienced a battle formation, and the battlefield and the expectation are two completely different concepts, and last night's assault was a fiasco, and today he finally infiltrated repeatedly, and finally appropriated the 90,000 troops in his hand, and he couldn't even carry the troops of less than 30,000 people in Dongjiang for a moment, and a deep sense of powerlessness and frustration surged in his heart.

The more proud the person is, the harder it is to admit his defeat, and without mercy, he kicks away the wailing ashigaru, and the young head of the Toyotomi family draws his knife like a madman, and roars like a madman.

"Warlords! Death to those who retreat! Those who dare to flee will be killed!"

In the messy footsteps, Ashigaru, who lost an arm, was trampled and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and there was no longer life, and the dense sound of iron cannons sounded behind the formation, which had been brainwashed by Ye Yin Bushido, and the fanatical soldiers did not hesitate to pull the trigger on their own people and even their fellow villagers, and the desperate Kwantung samurai howled sadly and formed a team again, but before they could gain a foothold, in the dark gunsmoke, the bloodthirsty beast-like Dongjiang Army once again pounced fiercely.

The merit was discounted, and it became a joint defeat of 90,000 rebels with the Dongjiang cavalry team, and the anger caused by the depression made Kong Youde's face full of flesh become extraordinarily hideous, and in the murderous bayonet charge, he rushed to the front, the sharp bayonet skillfully peeled off the spear blocking in front of him, and in the clicking sound, the two beast-like men howled at each other, and the cold blade picked everyone up, and then threw it out, and in the roar of Kong Youde's beast, the blood splashed down like colorful cherry blossoms.

On the other side, in the direction of Kyoto Rokuboro, the two corps of the Toyotomi family, which had just completed the rectification, also arrived at the battlefield, their pupils were full of worry, and Yuan Chonghuan, who was personally dressed in military uniform, also took the lead in crashing into the chaotic battlefield of Osakahara on the outskirts of Beijing, while slashing frantically, while screaming as hard as he could.

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