By the time Yukio Sakai Kiyoya put on his big armor with the help of his guards, he had completely calmed down.

Walking quickly to the door, Yukio glanced at the sky, the jade disk that was almost a full moon was about to fall under the dark earth in the west, and the sky in the east had a faint white edge, and he immediately estimated that it appeared at the end of the year. (Crab note: 4-6 a.m.; Hours: 6-8 o'clock)

The Sanjingdae camp in front of him has become a pot of porridge, and most of the ashigaru who were awakened are still in ignorance, lighting torches, scurrying around to inquire about news, and running out blindly with a bare ass after falling asleep, and Yukio is not angry!

"Drums! Gathering! The whole team! ”

He didn't look back to give orders to his guards, and as the rumbling drums sounded, the chaos in the camp was finally gradually contained, and under the light of more and more torches, the lieutenants and the team were carrying military sticks, and they were tidying up room by room.

After giving the order, Yukio no longer paid attention to the camp, and his gaze looked beyond the high wall of the camp to the small hill facing the east gate of Nagasaki Castle.

At intervals of incense on the hill, a red glow would glow, followed by a muffled cannon sound, which Yukio could tell was Nanban's six-pound Franc gun.

He knew very well that the 6-pound Franc Machine Gun would hardly cause any substantial damage to the tall East Gate wall, so he did not panic, but calmly waited for the regiments and teams to form their queues.

After the two war drums, three large phalanxes composed of several small phalanxes had gradually formed in front of Yukio.

The phalanx was still sparse - the vacant seats left by those who had not returned from the holidays; And inside the phalanx, because the ashigaru people were still sorting out their clothes and iron cannons, they still looked restless, but Yukio was already very satisfied - if he changed to another battalion, he would be qualified if he could make it like this after the three-way drum.

"Report~~!" On the main road leading from the north gate of the camp to the school field, the guard galloped with a figure, "Lord Uemon, the gate guard has sent someone to ask for help!" ”

The corners of Yukio's mouth twitched, but he was sneering in his heart, after all, this city gate guard was a young man who had never been in battle, and he was scared to pee his pants when he heard the sound of cannons, and he was busy asking for help.

So after he received the messenger's letter for help, he threw it aside without even looking at it, and snorted coldly at the messenger, "Please wait and see how the opponent acts." "It's only three miles from the Sankeidai camp to the east gate of Nagasaki Castle, and Yukio is completely sure that he will arrive in a quarter of an hour.

The sound of the cannon continued, and as time passed, the eastern sky gradually turned white, and it was time to see the figure in a hazy way.

"Woo~~"

A long horn suddenly sounded on the hill outside the east gate, and then a tall flag was slowly erected.

Looking at the flag, Yukio's pupils tightened suddenly--it was a cross flag, a big blood cross on the white flag!

"Woo~~Woo~~"

As soon as the long trumpet sounded, the sound of the trumpets on the hill sounded one after another, and then the blood cross flags of different sizes were erected one after another, and slowly moved in the direction of the east gate.

"An inexhaustible cult!" Yukio cursed in a low voice, snatched the reins from the guards beside him, kicked with his left foot, drew a graceful arc with his right foot, and turned over on the horse.

He took out the small sword on his waist and pointed it in the direction of the east gate, and shouted hoarsely, "All regiments and teams, target the east gate, attack!" ”

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Ten minutes ago, at the east gate of Nagasaki, a short but coercive figure stood in front of the gatehouse, and next to him knelt a figure who was also short and dressed in the world.

"Lord Shaofu, please go downstairs for a while, the thief's firearms are sharp, and his subordinates are afraid of hurting the adults, please!" Dressed in the full armor of the city gate, he prostrated to the gate.

Before the words fell, fire broke out again from the small hill one mile away from the east gate, and a fist-sized projectile flew towards the gatehouse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and flew into the city by grazing the eaves of the gatehouse, and the scraped broken tiles fell to the ground with a clatter.

Matsudaira Hironobu only raised his eyebrows, didn't move, and after glancing at the hills, he stared contemptuously at the young gate guard on the ground and asked, "How long has the other party been firing like this?" ”

"Back to Lord Shaofu, it's been half an hour, and this cannon just now is the fifteenth cannon." The gate guard did not dare to raise his head, and replied angrily, he could count how many cannons had been fired.

"Who is the other party?" Matsudaira Hironobu asked, in an aggressive tone.

"Returning to your lordship...... Subordinates do not ...... I don't know. The gates were kept lower, and Ai replied.

"Yaga!" Matsudaira Hironobu suddenly shouted angrily and frightened the city gate guards, "The enemy has bombarded the city gate, and you didn't send someone out to investigate!" ”

"My subordinates sent someone out." The gatekeeper replied aggrievedly.

"What about people?" Matsudaira Hironobu was a little less angry.

"The ...... sent by my subordinates I went to the camp of Sanjingdae to report the news," the gate keeper said and quietly turned his head to glance at Matsudaira Hironobu, only to see that the latter's face was pale, and he looked like he was going to eat people.

Frightened, he hurriedly bowed down again and said, "My lord, my subordinates will send someone out to investigate!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, a long horn sounded on the hill.

"No need." Matsudaira Hironobu looked at the slowly erected blood cross and muttered, I don't know if he was talking to the gate guard, or to himself.

When more and more blood cross flags appeared in the field of vision, Matsudaira Hironobu suddenly became furious, kicked the city gate guard, and scolded, "Why don't you hurry up and get your people ready?" ”

When the gate guard got up in a panic and was about to leave, Matsudaira Hironobu added.

"And! Send a few more people down to the city, urge Sakai, and let him send troops quickly! ”

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On the south side of the camp of Sanjingtai, behind the high wall, there is a higher watchtower, and a huge fish oil torch is inserted in the corner of the watchtower, which has been burning all night.

Ashin stretched out widely, looked at the completely lit eastern sky, reached out and took a fish oil torch, put it on the wooden board and stepped on it with a few clicks of his foot.

"What bad luck! I'll have to catch up on it later. Ashin muttered.

He was on duty at this watchtower last night, and he slept soundly, but who knew that when the day was about to dawn, there was a cannon fire at the east gate, and as a result, the camp was disturbed, and finally the whole army came out of the camp.

Of course, excluding Ashin's team, the only task of their team is to guard the prison and warehouse of the Criminal Department, and they will not move even if the sky falls.

"Nani?"

After stepping on the torch, Ashin straightened up, and was immediately attracted by a strange thing outside the wall.

After watching it for a long time, Ashin finally understood, jumped up suddenly, and just wanted to reach out to grab the conch horn beside him, a thick feather arrow shot at him, and a "poof" sound hit his eyebrows, and nailed him firmly to the wooden pillar of the watchtower!