The battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and the sound of the fire guns was endless, and there were bursts of violent explosions, and with the sound of the fire guns, the samurai in front of them fell down, and in the end, those samurai couldn't bear the huge losses, and retreated with boundless fear, and the back of the ashigaru began to charge, and the samurai retreated to the back, and they began to drive the ashigaru to fight as cannon fodder, and they were hiding behind the ashigaru.

Bang bang bang——— the sound of the fire gun also hit the hearts of the fifteen thousand people in charge of the two wings, they looked at the Ming army hunters who shot the samurai accurately with fear, they were all unbelievable, such a powerful firepower, it was simply heavenly fire, is this still the strength that human beings should have, who can resist such a terrifying fire gun army array?

The back of the ashigaru, they followed one after another, brave and fearless, under the row of firearms, fell in pieces, behind Shimazu Mitsuhisa, he looked at the battlefield with a dull gaze, and said: "Why, why are there such strong pirates, why are there such strong pirates!" He said this, his eyes were full of disbelief, how could he have been arrogant at the beginning, he has now regretted it a little, why did he come out to fight in the field, if he chose to defend the city at the beginning, maybe there would not be such a terrible loss.

No, there is still hope for victory now, melee! As long as we win in close combat, Shimazu Mitsuhisa pushed away the retainers on the side and said: "Quick, charge, charge, no retreat, as long as the melee combat, we will win in close combat, and the samurai of the Shimazu family will not lose to anyone in hand-to-hand combat!" He said angrily.

The ashigaru in the distance finally rushed in front of the other party, and at this moment no less than 4,000 ashigaru, or samurai, had already fallen, and if the ordinary army would have collapsed long ago, under the blow of this terrifying firebolt, the Rì Běn army in front of him continued to attack stubbornly.

The fear on their faces turned to joy, and they finally rushed in front of this group of people, their hearts were full of light, as if the balance of war was tilted, they let out a cruel laugh, melee combat, this group of people who relied on firearms should let out a weak scream, under their swords and guns, the first thin ashigaru with a hat, he showed a smile of relief, finally ended the cruel charge, and the next battle was his own domain.

There was a neat and crisp sound ———— click, and the Ming army in front of them was in their disbelievable gaze, inserting their cì dāo into the barrel of the gun, and the cì dāo emitted a dazzling white reflection like silver, and they all looked dull, and they all said how could there be such an operation?

The stampede ————was accompanied by a sound of neat footsteps, the cì dāo in front of him stabbed out neatly, and all the ashigaru in front of him fell to the ground screaming, and the firecrackers in the back row retreated in an orderly manner, this kind of melee combat was not their home field, the front row dragged the enemy, the back row retreated, and the Eggers Tuntian army in the back rushed up.

They were dressed in iron armor, forming a military formation, making a neat trumpet sound, and the shields in their hands were put together like turtle shells.

The samurai rushed up at this time, and the ** in his hand took advantage of this time to slash at the shield, with a crisp sound, his ** was blocked by the shield, and the ** in his hand almost came out of his hand, at this moment, from the gap in the shield was a row of long swords.

With his agile figure, he dodged the long sword and immediately a bean-sized cold sweat flowed down, a thrilling feeling in his heart, looking to the side, Ashigaru on the side was not as good as him, accompanied by a sound that made people feel sore teeth, they all screamed and fell to the ground.

All the ashigaru were blocked by the military formation, and those ashigaru's originally scattered formations slowly began to condense, and they also formed a military formation, and then began to attack under the command of the samurai, which began the most primitive and bloody military formation battle.

A group of ashigaru spears stabbed out, like a whole, poof, poof, and spears pierced the body of the Natuntian army through the shield. Their iron armor effectively defended against Ashigaru's attacks, but the light iron armor on Ashigaru's body could not defend against the fine iron sword of the Natuntian army.

The Tuntian army suffered casualties, and more than 10,000 foot light attacked the 3,000 Tuntian army in the middle like rolling waves crashing on the reef.

The people on the flanks also changed their views, and Haoji looked at him with disbelief, and said, "Such a strong army" Her heart turned around at the moment, it is really possible to win if she is so strong. No, it shouldn't be possible to lose. What the hell is this group of people?

He pulled out his ** and drank it, "Ah, kill this group of samurai in front of you, this group of powerful guys has helped us resist the frontal attack, charge, victory belongs to us, and the wealth of the Satsuma domain also belongs to us!" ”

The eyes of all the people behind him were heating up at the moment, and the reversal of the plot made them crazy, wouldn't it really be possible to win, really be able to overthrow this group of nasty samurai, get their money, and then plunder the castle town, if even better, wouldn't it even take down the fortress of the Shimazu family.

A kind of national crowd began to charge, and they shouted like a torrent of squads.

Xiao Chuan, who was standing on the high platform, had a hint of joy in his eyes, did he win! Looking at the group of witches singing in a low voice on the side, my heart was relieved, and they all chanted to increase the morale of the soldiers, otherwise these Tuntian troops who lacked actual combat experience would not have such an amazing performance.

At the end of Yamato's chanting, a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his beautiful face was so weak that he was pregnant with Xiaochuan, and his face turned red when he said, "The master is fine."

Xiao Chuan helped her and said strangely, "Is there anything wrong with you being so tired after chanting?" ”

"It's okay," Yamato said with a slight smile, "I can hold on to this exhaustion," she said, and insisted on standing up again.

"No, I have to go and rest now" Xiao Chuan said, with a serious tone "There is no good for such an overloaded work team" Xiao Chuan didn't want Yamato to leave any mental illness because he wanted to help himself,

Looking at Xiao Chuan's serious expression, Yamato lowered his head, his heart was indeed sweet, and walked away. All the shrine maidens walked down the stairs.

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Shimazu Mitsuhisa looked at the defeated army, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked at his retainers to the side, all of them had the same expressions of disbelief, and said, "Lost?" Lost! I, Samobon, actually lost, or did I lose to this group of pirates?

In front of them was the crumbling Ashigaru army, retreating like a tidal wave, and the retainers on the side dragged the unbelievable samurai, who wanted to prove his honor by his death, and they retreated.

Alas, my grades have dropped strangely, and I've been in retreat for a while lately.