Seeing that the tail of the Ming Dynasty army was already approaching the middle of the valley, the Unu stationed on the cliff dozens of meters high came to the spirit, and a thousand people began to chirp and throw stones down the mountain.

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion under the mountain had been prepared for a long time, and when they came in, they did not walk along the mountain wall, but stayed far away, chasing and killing from the gentle slope into the valley. And on the side of the gentle slope, he received the fortifications excavated by the samurai of the Tojo family.

After leaving three or five hundred people to occupy the gentle slope, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion swept at the soldiers of the Panasonic family.

But because the distance is really a bit far, and it is an upward shot, the accuracy is too bad. The shot buckshot shot off the mountain wall with a little spark, and occasionally one or two very unfortunate unlucky ghosts were shot, and they fell off the cliff of sixty or seventy meters with a scream, and fell into a rag doll on the rugged mountain wall.

Rao is so, and the poignant sound reverberates into a non-stop reverberating movement, which lingers for three days. This result scared the rest of the Matsushita family samurai into fear.

The unforeseen Matsushita Japanese slave hid his body behind the rock, and his hand still did not stop for a moment, and the stone the size of a human head still fell down the valley with a whirl.

The valley was already full of flames. Zhao Dezhu galloped wildly, at this time it was already the time to catch turtles in the urn, all the people were excitedly harvesting, and the shouting horsemen had already given up the sharp blade, but replaced it with the back of the knife, and some people who did not believe in their strength also replaced it with a big stick.

A wooden stick with the thickness of the arm that had been selected from the outside to catch up with the Japanese slave was a dull stick, and the lucky ones were directly knocked out, and the unlucky ones were directly met with Anamesu.

6 After the subway king was not reconciled, the iron thorns on the four wheels whirled around and rampaged through the crowd. There is no need to take out the thunderbolt at all, that is, directly with the strong power is to kill ghosts, meet demons and slay demons, and the corpses are everywhere you pass, whether it is a head-on collision or a twist along the way, there is no complete corpse.

Zhao Dezhu's eyelids jumped, and he immediately scolded: "Turtle son, what are you doing?" Then the fuck is all white silver, not his mother's farm fat, is there a loser like you? ”

After being caught up by the guerrilla general and scolding them for a while, the soldiers who controlled the ironclad chariot were immediately embarrassed, and stuffed the vegetables hanging in front of the mule's heads into their mouths, and soon the chariot stopped.

Tojo Grass Chicken led the remnants of the defeated army to stick to the gate of his house, and wanted to fight with the Ming army in the street battle in the chaotic houses and rural roads. But the Ming army did not give him a chance. Capture all the Japanese slaves who ran around in their field of vision, and after they were all trapped and thrown to the ground, thousands of Ming soldiers began to look at the Japanese slaves who were guarding the high courtyard of the high wall.

Zhao Dezhu was no longer interested, he found a shade and sat down, chewing grass roots there quite boringly.

In addition, the stubborn people in front of him can be handed over to the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion who are gearing up.

High-walled compounds, solid wooden gates, and narrow roads can tie the hooves of cavalry, but they can't trap small buckshots.

Slowly, in front of the Japanese slaves, he began to assemble a hundred and ten pounds of furlong machines that had been carried by the army for hundreds of miles, with three pipes, six pipes and twelve pipes, although the weight was about the same, but the power of this thing could be seen from the number of tubes.

The three-barreled Franc can shoot five pounds of shells, the six-barreled one can shoot three pounds, and the twelve-barreled one pound.

After aiming, what a mess of solid bullets, flowering bullets, and sub-mother bullets shot towards the houses in the yard, although there were no flames raised a few feet high in the later generations, but the crackling sound and flying sawdust, and the screams that may come out at any time are all showing the power of the weapon.

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion who have nothing to do are shooting targets in a boring way, but any Japanese slave who dares to show his head will become their bet. On weekdays, no one is convinced by anyone's marksmanship, and the competition is launched here.

And don't kill, shoot specifically in the arms and thighs, where the flesh shoots. It's still the same old saying, these slaves who run around with knives are all silver for nothing, and it's not worth killing them.

What, lead poisoning from a lead bullet? It's just a kind of chronic poison, and you won't be able to die for a while, and it's useless to poison these slaves.

The Tojo grass chicken hiding in the deepest house is scolding his mother, and the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Matsushita asked the boy was greeted by him, and this is not counted, Matsushita asked the boy's sisters, daughters and granddaughters have also been ravaged countless times, and this should be the most powerful **.

It was just an hour of non-stop bombardment, and all the wooden buildings became a hornet's nest full of holes.

"Listen, you are surrounded, lay down your arms and surrender at once! The policy of our Great Tomorrow Army is to surrender guns and not kill. Confess leniently, resist strictly, and consider the time to wait for a stick of incense! ”

This shouting continued three times, and all Japanese and Chinese were used once, and the Ming army sat there waiting for the blind rush in and engage in a white-knuckle battle with the slaves, and there would definitely be casualties. After all, when he first set out on the expedition, the general once said that anyone who can solve it at 200 meters will never fight hand-to-hand, and keep a life to earn a lot of silver.

Tojo Grass Chicken was still scolding, just now a solid bullet smashed through the door and smashed an unlucky ghost, the red and white brains were left on the ground, and now the headless corpse was still twitching at his feet.

At this point now, no matter how stupid the Tojo grass chicken is, he knows that their Tojo family is considered to have been asked by Matsushita to be miserable, and the death of the clan is already overwhelming.

"My lord, should we surrender?" A young samurai asked with a wince.

Tojo Grass Chicken glanced at him viciously and scolded: "Haven't you heard that this group of Ming troops is a killing god, men will be killed, and women will become dolls!" Can you bear to let your newly married beautiful wife become someone's plaything? ”

The young samurai snorted for a while, and then shouted: "I don't care, I don't care, anyway, if you don't surrender, Aiko is your plaything, why don't I believe what the Great Tomorrow Army says?" ”

After shouting these embarrassing words, the young samurai snapped the knife in his hand, opened his hands and shouted, "I surrender, I surrender, I ...... Uh......"

Tojo Kusa Chicken was dumbfounded and watched as a black-clothed ninja suddenly appeared, and a kunai threw the samurai who surrendered to death. He hadn't seen this mysterious ninja, but he could believe that it was definitely not one of the third-rate goods cultivated by his own family.

"Tojo-kun, Lord Gazelle orders you to hold on for one day, and after one day, victory will be yours!"

A pitch-black iron sign fell in front of Tojo Kusa Chicken, and Tojo Kusa Chicken caught it, and just looked at it and trembled.

Sansho fish Hanzo!

(Tianjin)