Shusuke Matsukura waved his hand, "Rush!" Kill in, and not a single one of the pirates will be left! The belongings of the pirates are ownerless, and whoever grabs them belongs to them! ”

The samurai Ashigaru, who was still complaining, heard Shusuke Matsukura's words, and his eyes lit up instantly.

The pirates are not in Nagasaki for a day or two, and they can be said to be very rich. As long as you kill a pirate, you can get rich overnight.

The temptation of wealth was immense, and the samurai ashigaru rushed into Nagasaki Castle with blood-red eyes.

Looking at the scrappy samurai Ashigaru, a smile appeared on Shusuke Matsukura's face. As long as you can repel the pirates, nothing is a little money. As long as Tokugawa Tadashi, who he supported, could take over the position of the shogun, he would be the first person under the Wakoku shogunate in the future.

From then on, it was no longer a dream to monopolize Kyushu, and then there was the support of the shogunate. What Shimazu family, what local daimyo are all local chickens and dogs.

Later, the excited Shusuke Matsukura also entered Nagasaki Castle, which was originally dark and bright as day in the light of the fire.

His own 8,000 samurai, Ashigaru, entered Nagasaki Castle and went straight down the streets to the castle lord's mansion. It was the headquarters of the pirate chieftain, and as long as the pirates were captured alive, the giant ships on the docks had nothing to fear.

Not long after escaping and running along the street, the way was blocked by a breastwork wall of sandbags.

Behind the breastwork, a group of brightly armored pirates awaited their arrival with fiery guns.

Ma Bao looked at the shogunate soldiers rushing over, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he ordered loudly: "Fire!" ”

For a moment, there was a loud bang, and a row of fire shots shot buckshot at the running shogunate soldiers. The samurai Ashigaru, who had been rushing to the front, seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer and fell to the ground on his back.

The Japanese ashigaru had already been stimulated by money, and found that there were pirates in front of him, but not only was he not frightened by his companions who had suffered heavy casualties, but he also "Whoa!" The monster screamed and rushed up.

In their eyes, the sea corate = gold and silver, as long as they cut down a sea coar, the whole family will live a happy life. Regardless of casualties, they risked their lives to storm the defense line of the Changxing army.

The firing distance of the Changxing army of 60 paces was brutally shortened to 30 paces by the Japanese people. Such a distance is still shortening, as long as the Changxing army is negligent once, it will be rushed up by the Japanese.

Seeing that the situation was so ferocious, Ma Bao also gasped. It was the first time he had encountered such a ruthless opponent, and he was the real ruthless man who disregarded his own life and death.

"Shotshots on the artillery! Fire! Seeing that the Japanese people were so crazy, Ma Bao couldn't hide his firepower.

A few sandbags had been stabbed off the breastwork, and three 3-pounder Franc guns had their muzzles exposed. The Japanese people in front of him are densely packed, and there is no need to aim at all.

The muzzle of the gun was adjusted to a flat-fire state, and the three guns fired at once. The recoil force caused the guns that had been exposed to be sandbags to retreat two or three paces away, and the artillerymen returned the guns to the emplacements while changing the guns for guns.

The scattered bullets fired from the three guns covered the entire street, and the charging Japanese were beaten to the ground. Hundreds of people were killed in the streets, and the streets that had been filled by Japanese people were suddenly emptied of a large area.

The Japanese ashigaru was also taken aback by the tragic situation in front of him, and before he knew it, hundreds of people had been killed. Just when they were stunned, a voice sounded from the team: "The pirates are all killed, and the gold and silver are full!" ”

Ashigaru, whose enthusiasm had faded a little, suddenly turned red again, what are you afraid of? Looking at his own house and looking hungry and yellow and thin is the most painful thing, and the Haikou in front of him is like moving gold and silver.

"Kill them all! Kill them all! ……”

A neat cry came out of the mouth of the Japanese people, and they once again rushed up with the guns of the Changxing Army.

Murata Forty-one is the lowest ashigaru, and a day's work does not allow him to be fed. For the sake of his young wife and infant children, he still joined the main family's army and became an ashigaru.

Although he will fight desperately if there is a war, he has saved his own rations for his family after all.

The wife's originally thin cheeks began to have some flesh, and the child was able to eat enough milk and fall asleep. All this makes him satisfied, and he is willing to give everything for his home.

Today's attack on Nagasaki Hearing the promise of the lord of the family, he also fell into madness. In the charge, he didn't care at all, and Murata was fearless in the face of the buckshot that came at him.

What is death? The most terrible thing is that life is worse than death! As long as he moves a little further, as long as he gets a little closer, the bamboo spear in his hand can stab the pirates. At that time, he must carry gold and silver in his bosom, and he must make a full set of jewelry for his wife, and he must make a long-life lock made of gold for his children.

Just when he fell into a fantasy, "Boom! A loud bang sounded in front of him, and a flash of fire appeared in front of him.

I felt like someone had hit me with a sledgehammer on my abdomen, and my original running footsteps stopped. He lost sensation from his waist and fell to the ground at once.

The expected sharp pain did not come, and Murata did not feel anything except that his lower body could not move.

He didn't look at his body, he was less than five steps away from the pirates' defenses. Just a little forward, a little is enough.

Murata propped up the ground with both hands and crawled forward little by little. It took all his strength to move a little distance, and he finally approached the breastwork wall made of sandbags.

He reached out and grabbed the sandbag, a wave of tiredness welling up over his head. Murata rolled over and leaned against the sandbag, and the hellish battlefield disappeared in front of him.

His wife seemed to appear in front of him with a child in her arms, still with that innocent and lovely face.

"Welcome home!" The voice was still as good as ever, and a happy smile appeared on Murata's face.

He wanted to take out all the gold and silver in his bosom and let his wife see what the big piece of gold looked like. But he was so sleepy that he slept for a short time and took out the gold when he woke up.

With a smile on his face, Murata tilted his head and lowered his head. Where he crawled, a passage of blood stretched to where he had been shot, where his body was held from the waist down......

Ma Bao was shocked by Murata's madness, what kind of force made a man who had been beaten in two crawl five or six steps away. Are the Japanese people crazy? What exactly did the shogunate give their soldiers to eat?

Looking at the Japanese people who were getting closer and closer, Ma Bao gritted his teeth and ordered: "Cover and retreat to the second line of defense!" ”

With his order, the Changxing army alternately covered the second line of defense that retreated to a hundred paces away. The last evacuated artillery ignited the powder kegs, and the line of sandbags flew into the sky with a loud bang.

The three guns also flew into the air, and the retreating artilleryman, who was a little slower, was smashed by the artillery and broke his leg and crushed under the artillery.

"Let's go! The Japanese are here! ”