The expression on Zhu Houzhao's face became more and more calm, as calm as the thousands of miles of sea like a wide mirror before the storm.

But everyone knows what lies beneath this calm.

A giant whale suddenly rose from the water, jumping up hundreds of thousands of catties of body to a height of seven or eight feet, and the broad shark fins seemed to be two huge wings. There is a fish in the North Underworld, its name is Kun, turned into a bird, its name is Peng, soaring up to 90,000 miles, and hitting the sky with anger!

The mottled thunder formed by the huge splash of water falling within a range of dozens of zhang completely became the war drum of Zhu Houzhao's expedition.

Intelligence from the special operations team has returned. The special combat team suffered heavy losses, and Zhao Dezhu was in danger.

This kind of situation has never been encountered by Zhu Houzhao in the past five years, because he has always believed that the milk-tearing team he has trained is unmatched, and he has always believed that the new army that has followed him in the southern and northern wars for many years is invincible.

But a ninja who lost nearly 100 people, no matter how many enemies he killed, was a fiasco in Zhu Houzhao's opinion. The other made him even more annoyed, the whole team, a team of three or four thousand people, was actually caught by others, and they were trapped in a small valley to survive, but they were very quick to die.

If it weren't for the fact that it was clearly written in the newspaper that there were 30,000 Japanese slaves on the battlefield in Shikoku, Zhu Houzhao would definitely not be able to help but cut off Zhao Dezhu's head, even if this kid took sixty or seventy "¢ long" ¢ wind "¢ text" " " et catty big knife danced like a propeller and was useless. There is a kind of learning from the great god of punishment, and if you have no head, you can kill him in the group of Japanese slaves.

Point on the stage. Zhu Houzhao did not do any surging speeches to motivate the fighters. In the majestic background of the giant whale soaring into the air behind him and falling in an uproar, a faint sentence of "The Japanese slaves dare to besiege my 3,000 soldiers" was enough to make 20,000 Ming soldiers infected with the monstrous anger, as well as the strong fighting spirit that could not be hidden under the anger.

The 800 members of the special combat team had already set off first, and the orders they received were quite simple, and they were divided into two ways with the remnants of the 200 elite soldiers they had brought before, and they were responsible for a duel between the ninjas in the Japanese slave army along the way, and they eliminated the Japanese daimyo who dared to send troops brazenly.

On the other hand, in line with the attitude of encircling Wei and saving Zhao, he rushed thousands of miles and smashed Huanglong, no matter what, he wanted to let these Japanese slaves who dared to go out have a home and no home to return.

Zhu Houzhao, who killed a group of old and weak women and children, did not take care of his own cattle knife, and the team of three to five hundred people was enough to make the remnants of the Japanese slaves in the old nest become the fertilizer of nature.

Zhu Houzhao no longer concealed it this time, wearing a frost-covered helmet, the scarlet long tassel sprinkled on the back of his head, and a set of beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor on his body, all of which were made of fine iron armor, and the metal exchange on the horse was like the sound of the friction of the five-clawed golden dragon scale armor.

The exquisite lion belt on his waist, the dragon eyes on his chest, the two tiger heads on his shoulders, a pair of golden scales under his feet, and even his face was covered with an extremely hideous gold mask.

At first glance, he looks like a god, but on closer inspection, he is actually a demon king.

As soon as Zhu Houzhao rode in front, he was surrounded by 500 Liaodong black-armored warriors and 30,000 musket soldiers covered in vermilion cloth armor, riding horse-drawn carts, ox carts, donkey carts, and Japanese slave carts.

Yes, Zhu Houzhao did not regard the rescue of the 3,000 soldiers under Zhao Dezhu's command as a rush to help, this was an action of revenge, and a punishment for the Japanese slaves who dared to resist the Great Ming Army and made a great mistake.

It's a fart and stock action of the Jade Emperor God of Haotian to Amaterasu God eating fruits!

Zhao Dezhu is quite sad now, and there is no better way to describe his current situation than the turtle in the urn. No one thought that the samurai of the Tojo family would be completely annihilated, and the great victory of capturing the Tojo grass chicken alive would become an irreversible fiasco in less than half a day.

After the Tojo family's damned rectum-like garrison was blocked at both ends in front and back, Zhao Dezhu and his 2,000 Ming troops could not escape.

As for the other 1,000 of the 3,000 sergeants, they were lost in the first wave of contact battles at the time of the siege. These thousand people are not outcasts, but real warriors.

At the moment when they found out that they were besieged, the group tried to defend the only way for the whole army to survive, the slope at the south entrance!

However, the opponent's attack was too fierce, and the samurai of the Matsushita family stationed on the cliff completed the transformation from spectators to bandits in a short period of time. I didn't care at all about the design of the musket like the storm of the Ming soldiers on the opposite side, and threw stones into the valley tunnel with a crackle.

When they saw the Ariake soldiers trying to raid out from this position, the Japanese slaves actually chose to pledge their allegiance to Amaterasu, even if it was only a little abrasion on their arm, they were thrown off the cliff by their superiors in the name of serious injuries and incurable, and became a roadblock blocking the retreat route of the Ming army.

The falling stones and living people like dumplings fell on the heads of the Ming army at a very terrible speed under the acceleration of the earth father, and all those who were smacked were undoubtedly broken bones, and those who did not smash the Ming army also wedged a big pit in the ground, showing his deepest love for this land.

Zhao Dezhu wanted to break through several times, but the Japanese slaves all over the mountains and the insurmountable natural barrier made his several efforts come to naught.

In desperation, the 2,000 Ming army had no choice but to repeat the story of Tojo Grass Chicken and start a defensive battle in the dilapidated walled city.

Relying on the favorable terrain, the soldiers of the Ming army resisted layer by layer, blasted the embankment where there was a dike, demolished the small bridge where there was a small bridge, and built one fortress after another in the walled city with stones.

Not only that, the experienced generals of the Shenji Battalion also creatively started a tunnel war, based on all the relatively intact residential houses, the Ming army formed in small groups built a dark passage with broken wooden planks, and the wall panels of about one meter five or six completely blocked the highest perspective of the Japanese slaves.

The use of mines was also sent back to the extreme by them, and under the sanitation of ten Iron King Eight, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion planted a considerable number of Buddha Nur Tang Lian and mines in a wide area.

All this was carried out under the eyes of the Japanese slaves, but the Ming army was so blatant and fearless. If you have a kind, you will tear it down.

However, the Ming sergeants were still kind, and they still left a few ways for the Japanese slaves to survive in the scattered mine arrays.

But no one dares to walk these roads, ten land subway Wang Ba'an is lying there quietly, as long as they dare to appear, they will be hit by merciless artillery fire, although the design distance is close, but it can't stand our power.

Five days, five whole days. The tens of thousands of allied Japanese slaves paid as many as 5,000 casualties, and these were only on the frontal battlefield. If you add in the casualties caused by the repeated attempts of the third-rate ninjas trained by the daimyo to infiltrate the Ming army's positions, then the death toll of the Japanese slaves has reached 5,000.

But Zhao Dezhu couldn't stand it, and more than half of his soldiers were killed or wounded under the shameless attack of the Japanese slaves. In the face of the Japanese slaves' plan to use their lives to wade through the mine array, the defeat of the Ming army was already overnight! (To be continued.) )