A large group of Japanese slaves were pushed in front of the two armies, ragged, deprived of their weapons, and the wounded were wailing, and the whole scene was chaotic.

Even more chaotic than the bottom of the mountain was the mountain, where a dozen or so daimyo jumped up and down for a few miles to identify their own samurai, and there was an inexplicable burst of joy in the chaos.

"Oh, Kameda-kun, your samurai are really pitiful, hundreds of people have become prisoners of others for no reason, it's really pitiful." Watanabe laughed and pointed to the first few rows of people among the Japanese captives and mocked Kameda Jiro.

Kameda Jiro's face suddenly turned red, and the faces of the daimyo next to him were also not good-looking, because they found that their own samurai were also among the captives.

After not fighting for a while, Kameda Jiro, whose eyes were patrolling among the Japanese slave captives, suddenly jumped up, pointed to a square of thousands of people in the crowd and laughed: "Watanabe Xiaolang, you fool look at the samurai in your family, it accounts for almost half of the tens of thousands of people, and you still laugh at me?" ”

Watanabe Xiaolang looked over, and immediately felt that he had swallowed a hundred flies, and he didn't want to eat for a hundred days, and he wanted to bury that group of people alive to relieve his hatred.

More than a dozen daimyo found their own hands in the crowd, shouting and shouting out unorthodox.

Zhu Houzhao looked at the ugly Japanese daimyo on the mountain, smiled coldly, and asked Sanshoyu Hanzo: "What's the matter?" To change or not to change? ”

Sanshoyu Hanzo's face was extremely ugly, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to change at all, he really wanted to die when something like this happened. Their own tens of thousands of horses besieged the 3,000 Ming army for half a month and did not take it, although they had the intention of doing experiments.

But it is a great shame that their own samurai were caught by others in just a few days, and there were as many as 10,000 people!

Seeing the ruthlessness on Hanzo's face, Zhu Houzhao secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and said with a smile: "It's nothing if you don't change it." The big deal is that General Ben killed these Japanese slaves in front of the two armies. In exchange for 10,000 Japanese slaves with less than 1,000 people, although it is still a bit of a loss, the general can still swallow this loss with a grit of his teeth. ”

Zhu Houzhao's smile was very cold, with determination, as long as Sanjiao Yu Hanzang did not agree, the more than 10,000 Japanese slaves would be immediately killed in front of the two armies.

Ten thousand heads rolled to the ground, and the blood feet could gather into a pool of blood. At that time, the blow to the morale of the Japanese alliance was not ordinary.

Sanshoyu Hanzo seems to have realized the possible consequences of not changing, and if he doesn't save him, especially in the face of such a big interest, he will not save him, and it will be self-evident that he will be hit by his prestige.

"Change!" Sanshoyu Hanzo gritted his teeth. The hatred in his eyes could almost melt all the armor on Zhu Houzhao's body.

Zhu Houzhao laughed: "Then hurry up, after you change it quickly, I will kill you all?" ”

Sanshoyu Hanzo raised his head to the sky and let out an angry roar, hissing out: "Let the Ming army come out!" ”

Then he said to Zhu Houzhao: "How to change?" ”

Zhu Houzhao glanced at him lightly and said, "Of course, let the Ming army in the valley go directly out of the valley and return to the main formation." ”

"And what about our samurai?"

"I am a dignified heavenly army, and I am naturally a man of his word!" Zhu Houzhao sneered: "You can rest assured, General Ben can arrest them once and arrest them twice, so naturally there is no need to break his promise in this situation." To tell the truth, just 10,000 Japanese slaves are not worth the life of a Ming man in my heart! ”

Sanshoyu Hanzo still didn't believe it, and Zhu Houzhao immediately waved his hand and said, "Let go of two thousand Japanese slaves first!" ”

Seeing that Zhu Houzhao was so sincere, after hesitating for a moment, Sanshoyu Hanzo saw that his own samurai had all returned, and he also waved his hand to let him go.

The remaining less than a thousand Ming troops walked out of the valley step by step with blood and appeared step by step in front of the two armies. Zhu Houzhao's eyes were a little moist, when he set out on the expedition, there were 3,000 people, and at this time there were only less than 1,000 soldiers left with wounds, and such a loss made him feel distressed.

There has never been a battle in which so many men have been lost at one time, and this revenge will not be avenged, not a gentleman!

As the Ming army returned, the Japanese slave captives also quickly ran towards the Japanese slaves, and Sanshoyu Hanzo had already run away, and ran back to the mountains after his own men returned.

As for whether the other Japanese slaves can come back, it is no longer within his consideration, and it all depends on Zhu Houzhao's consciousness.

However, Zhu Houzhao did not deduct it, and the promise of a great country was fully embodied at this moment.

Seven or eight thousand ragged Japanese slaves ran towards their positions like rabbits with weapons in their hands, and Zhu Houzhao watched coldly from behind.

The Japanese slave captives were quickly brought back by their respective masters, but it was obvious that there were still more than 2,000 people who were not asked, and they shuttled through the crowd of Japanese slaves and inserted them deeply. One by one, the team melted into the sea like raindrops, and soon disappeared.

"Sanshoyu Hanzo, are you ready?" Zhu Houzhao shouted loudly, which directly set off the prelude to the war.

Sanshoyu Hanzo glanced at the Ming army's position in astonishment, but what greeted his gaze was one by one solid bullets bursting bullets.

Boom, boom!

The explosion of the artillery crushed all the way from the foot of the mountain to the peak, and the range of two miles was enough to turn the small half of the Japanese slave position into a sea of fire.

The Japanese slaves were rushing to the wolves, and if the shells missed, they would cause a large number of casualties as long as they hit.

Needless to say, the exploding bomb is blown up, and after it explodes, shrapnel flies, and a dozen large pieces are there. Solid bullets are different, the huge speed becomes a cruel killer, and everywhere they go, they can immediately smash one by one into pieces, and the huge blood and flesh are very bloody.

But this is not the most terrible, those chain bullets are the killers among the killers, two iron balls weighing three or five pounds are linked to the iron chains, it can really be described as a large piece of sweeping past, as long as everything in the middle of the chain will be swept in two sections, the degree of blood is much more terrible than the solid bullet.

Where would the Sanshoyu Hanzo let his subordinates retreat like this, and the flaws in the artillery had already known to him. Although it was powerful, it took a lot of time to reload, and there was always a gap of three to five minutes after a round, which was enough for them to rush out of two miles.

Driven by Sanshoyu Hanzo, the daimyo shouted loudly, shouting that 30,000 of their soldiers rushed down and rushed towards the Ming army position with a roar.

The Japanese slaves were willing to come to their deaths, Zhu Houzhao was naturally not polite, and let the five hundred cavalry wander in the distance, and the other spearmen all arrived at the position step by step, just waiting for this group of Japanese slaves to enter the shooting range.

(To be continued.) )