Yutonghe Wanhu took the lead, and all had 200 cavalry, and the wind detoured from the left side, and the breeze and crossbows, like a torrential rain, attacked the enemy group. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the cavalry of the Qingfeng army was small in number, it had good mobility, and the cavalry did not engage with the enemy in short combat, but only controlled the distance from the enemy within thirty paces.

Jiang Yingbu and Fang Guoying of the Qingfeng Coalition Army, four times the number of warriors of the Yijiyuan family, barely fought a draw with three thousand samurai, and the addition of two hundred elite cavalry of the Qingfeng Army turned the tide of the battle in an instant.

Wearing leather armor was a preference for Fuso samurai. Leather armor is light and flexible, making it ideal for personal heroism, but it lacks armor and the repeater can easily penetrate the armor at such close range.

Ijiin loyalist was originally a vassal of the Shimazu family, the daimyo of the Satsuma domain, loyal to the Southern Dynasty, and the Shimazu family parted ways, at this time, the military commander samurai bloody battle, although the Fuso samurai experienced decades of civil war, combat experience, but never saw such a rapid rate of fire repeater, under the blow of the repeater, the samurai fell like a valley.

Seeing that his samurai could no longer defeat the Qingfeng army that landed on the beachhead, and the cavalry was roundabout, and the rear flank was in danger of being outflanked, he under the mask, with a roar, the samurai dropped the corpse and retreated like a tide.

Yu Tonghe's cavalry, like a dogskin plaster, tightly clung to the flanks of the warriors, shot with crossbow arrows from afar, and used spears to pick up, as if they were in a no-man's land, they were about to follow the enemy army and rush into the woodland.

Suddenly, in the woodland, there was a roar, arrows into the locusts, all over the sky to shoot down, the back of more than ten warriors, shot like a hornet's nest, the two cavalry of the Qingfeng army rushed in front, two of them were unlucky, feather arrows penetrated through the gaps in the armor, screaming and falling off the horse.

In the woodland, the trees are staggered, which is not conducive to the impact of the cavalry, and it is not conducive to the wielding of long weapons, even if there is no ambush in the woodland, the cavalry cannot rush into the woodland rashly, Hao Ren hurriedly ordered the Chinese army Mingjin to withdraw his troops, so that the two hundred cavalry of Yu Tonghe retreated.

The tens of thousands of infantry of the Qingfeng Army Coalition Army had already landed on the shore, and the strict military formation was lined up on the beachhead, and Hao Ren sat on a horse that was treading the snow and chasing the wind, surrounded by Yao Guangxiao, Shen Wang, and others who joined the army, and only cared about holding a monocular and observing in the forest.

In the depths of the forest, a low wall lying in the forest can be faintly seen, the low wall is piled up with gravel, the samurai is long on the inside, about the position of the chest, visually, the low wall is only one meter two to one meter five distance, the barren grass that grows on it can be known that it is old, it stretches for no longer than how long, it is clearly visible, several military castle-like buildings, interspersed in front and behind the low wall, strengthen the defensive function of the low wall.

Needless to say, this is the coastal defense building that Fusang spent more than 500 years ago to prevent the Tang Dynasty from attacking Fusang after the fiasco at the mouth of the Baijiang River.

On the beach, there is no shelter, only the sand and the sea in the sky, and the Qingfeng army must break through this coastal defense fortification to capture the city of Fusang, so as to break through the mainland and achieve occupation.

Hao Ren is not in a hurry to attack, for him, it is very important to understand his enemy, Hao Ren is surrounded by the guards, and comes to the battlefield where he has just fought, only to see that on the ground, the corpses of the enemy and me are intertwined, diffusing the smell of blood, and the sporadic Feishan barbarian army and the Taizhou army are distinguishing the corpses of the enemy and me, so that there are signs of activity on the battlefield, so as not to appear too terrifying.

Hao Ren focused all his eyes on the corpse of the enemy, and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see a single struggling activity.

Hao Ren dismounted and looked at the corpses of the enemy, most of them were poked into seventeen or eighteen holes by the random guns of the Feishan Barbarian and Taizhou Army, the guns were all at the point, and they couldn't even see the human figure clearly, there were quite a few, not so tragic, they should have died before cleaning the battlefield, and many of them had a short knife stuck in their stomachs.

Fuso samurai, who believe in bushido, are lifeless samurai, and are equipped with a long and short sword, a long knife to kill, a short knife to kill themselves, and would rather commit suicide by seppuku than be defeated and captured, so that the reputation of their own deeds will be polluted.

The tragedy of the battlefield couldn't help but make Hao Ren shudder: The conquest of Fusang is indeed inadmissible!

While he was groaning, not far from Hao Ren, a warrior with three crossbow arrows on his back struggled to get up from the ground.

The samurai, with a terrible mask covered in blood, could not see his original appearance, and on the scarlet leather armor, hung a long scabbard and a short knife.

The warrior looked around in confusion, but he could not see one of his companions, and his heart was extremely panicked, and he shouted in an unintelligible dialect, and with a "brush", he pulled out the short knife at his waist to cheer himself up.

"You drop, surrender, the benefits are great, otherwise, you will die!" Hao Ren gave a thumbs up, and in the Chinese version of the devil in the divine drama, began to persuade the enemy to surrender.

The warrior didn't pay attention to Hao Ren's words, because he didn't understand it at all, so he only cared about brandishing his short knife and shouting in fear, for fear that a soldier of the Qingfeng Army would take the opportunity to come close to him.

"Poof!" Su Wei Qianhu Chen Da couldn't help laughing at Hao Ren's funny words, and he smiled: "Lord, why did you flutter all the way, your accent has changed!" ”

"You know what!" Hao Ren said lightly to Chen Da: "I'm speaking their dialect!" But he also launched a campaign to persuade the frightened warrior to surrender: "You drop, surrender, I drop, the benefits are great, otherwise, die, die, die!" ”

"Huh!" Su Wei Chen Da smiled: "Lord, I can understand what you say, can he understand?" Sensei and his nonsense, just kill it! ”

Hao Ren knew at this time that many of the fairy tales were deceitful, and the things he learned were often useless, and he knew that he would definitely not be able to use the words he learned from the devils in the village in the drama.

"Catch it alive!" Hao Ren decisively gave the order.

"Whoosh-whoosh-"

The guard received the order, a few hooks, but they had already whistled out, firmly hooking the samurai, the samurai tried to break free for a long time, but he was sure that he could not break free, but shouted loudly "Long live the king" (dialect), only the short knife "poof", inserted into his right abdomen, the knife pulled to the left, blood gushed out from the edge of the knife.

The warrior, with an ordinary sound, knelt down in front of Hao Ren and fell to the ground with blood in the corners of his mouth, muttering a spell that seemed to be a dead life.

Hao Ren saw that it was impossible to catch him alive, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Eight Grid Tooth Road! The warrior let out a strange smile, as if he understood these words, his body shook, and with an 'ordinary' sound, a five-body body fell to the ground and fell in front of Hao Ren.

(To be continued.) )