Stepping on the land of Wajima, a wonderful feeling envelops everyone, even if Liaodong has been restored, after all, the land used to be Chinese, as for Wajima, at most, it is only a vassal state, and it has never been included in the official territory.

And the first foot fell to the ground, and almost every soldier swore that he would definitely swallow the land.

Ming Ruxin laughed even more: "When the prince was in Liujiagang, he said that the navy would conquer the vast territory and open up land for hundreds of millions of people in China. With the first step, there is the second step, under the sun and the moon, it is all Chinese territory! ”

"Well said." Li Dan also smiled: "Although the old man is old, he can still hold on, the Wa Kingdom is just a small dish, and Nanyang is a good place for real fat and oil, or in a few years, the fleet will be able to go south, and all the places where Zheng He's fleet sailed through back then are ours." ”

He is worthy of being a pirate leader, and he is indeed greedy enough.

Later, the Ming army quickly rushed up and established a landing ground on the beachhead, and some small boats went back and forth between the big ships and the landing field, and sent military supplies to the land.

Just when everyone was busy, Zhang Haichuan was not idle, he held a telescope, carefully observed Tsurumaru Castle not far away, and stared at the Japanese Kou's every move.

"The fighting power of the Japanese is not worth mentioning, but they are extremely stubborn, and they are not people who give up easily, tell the brothers, strengthen their equipment, and do not be careless."

Rumble!

Zhang Haichuan was talking when suddenly a huge cannon rang out, followed by a shout of killing, and a large black shadow poured out from the south of Tsurumaru City.

There were about three or four thousand people, and all of them were running in front with a sword in their hands, covered with armor, and screaming, like a group of apes, light and flexible, and extremely fast, in the blink of an eye. It's within 100 steps.

Shimazu had already calculated that the artillery of the Ming army alone was not something they could compete with, so Shimazu reluctantly abandoned Tsurumaru Castle and retreated outside the city with samurai and the most elite men, seeking an opportunity.

When they waited for the Ming army to land, and the more supplies were carried, Shimazu gradually smiled.

In the decisive battle on the beach, the artillery of the Ming army must not attack its own people, and the Ming army, which has not yet gained a stable foothold, is the best target. He gave the charge to Hisataka Kayama.

"As a samurai, the time has come to wash away your shame. Huashanjun, defeat the Ming army, and the military luck lasts for a long time! ”

"Martial arts are long!"

Kayama shouted vigorously, he drew his katana, and since the expedition to the Ryukyus and the capture of the Ryukyu royal family, he had not really participated in a battle.

"Come on, fight to the death."

The samurai of the Satsuma Domain were gearing up and finally waited for the best time to attack. They held their shiny katanas aloft. Rushing towards the Ming army, the two sides were getting closer and closer, and they were completely able to see each other's expressions clearly.

Ming Jun just stared calmly, like a taut sculpture. Waiting for activation.

"Shoot!"

When the order was finally given, the gunfire shook the heavens and the earth, and a storm of bullets was fired at the Japanese cowards. Screams rang out, and the would-be robbers who rushed ahead seemed to have been hit with a hammer. The body was beaten and flew backwards.

Fist-sized wounds, blood and flesh bubbled up, and one by one they fell to the ground in pain. Rolling back and forth, the pain is unbearable.

The samurai of the Wa Kingdom were trained from an early age, and kendo, judo, and bushido, each of which was a killing machine that had been cultivated with great painstaking efforts. On the battlefield of the Wa Kingdom, they are all elites with one as ten, and they are the pillars of the Satsuma Domain.

Opposite them was just a group of ordinary soldiers, who had only been trained for two or three years at most, and some had even just laid down their hoes for a year.

The gap between the two sides is so great, but the outcome of the battlefield is a different scenario. The veterans who have been honed for a long time fall in pieces, while the recruits are unharmed. Calmly reload your gunpowder and shoot deadly bullets.

Killing enemies has become the simplest mechanical movement, they can only calmly carry out the command, and they can see the murderous Tartar keep dying, nothing is easier than this!

I think that when the Qi family army faced thousands of Japanese robbers, it once created a record of no casualties, but now the Ming army is just repeating the original scene.

Shimazu Tadashi knew that this battle was a matter of life and death, and he ran to the top of the mound with his men, and watched his men being brutally slaughtered, his heart contracted more and more, and streams of blood were sent to his brain. Tadashi Shimazu was almost mad.

"Fool, with a bird's gun, with a firearm!"

Hundreds of firefighters poured out of the Japanese bandits, and they clapped in a neat formation and pressed towards the Ming army. Their speed was not fast, they just advanced slowly, which made the Ming army stunned.

Even if you want to find death, there is no such way to die, do you really think that the Ming army's fire gun is a burning stick!

Soon Ming Ruxin figured out that the queue of the original Japanese people was still too far behind, and once the speed was too fast, they could not be lined up neatly, and without a neat queue, how could they compete with the firearms of the Ming army.

Seeing through the opponent, Ming Ruxin sneered, the ability of the Japanese to use firearms was too far from the Yizhou soldiers.

"Fire!"

The gunshots kept rang out, and a row of would-be robbers were killed, and the people behind immediately added that they were not afraid of death, even if the ground was full of the corpses of their companions, they did not hesitate to add up.

As they got closer, they were finally able to get their hands on their firearms.

Suppressing his excitement, the samurai under command raised his sword high and was about to shoot at the Ming army.

"Cast!"

At this moment, a group of grenadiers rushed out of the ranks of the Ming army and threw grenades at the Japanese invaders. There were loud noises one after another, and the thick smoke and flames drowned all the pirates in it.

When the wind blew, there were only corpses left on the battlefield, and the Japanese were staggering, and they were lucky enough to not die in pain, and even if they were not injured, they were completely frightened and stupid, and they frequently retreated.

"Shoot!"

The gunfire rang out again, and the frightened would-be would-be would-be ones fell in pieces, and before they had time to escape, they were enveloped in a rain of bullets.

Birshan, Hisataka was wearing two layers of armor, and one of the oncoming bullets suddenly hit him in the shoulder, as if he had been hit by a mountain, his bones were shattered, his muscles were broken, and one of his arms flew into the air in a daze, and blood gushed out like tap water.

Speaking of which, he was unlucky enough, he was cut off by Zhang Haichuan and lost another arm, what's the point of living like this, it's better to die.

Coincidentally, at this time, a bullet fulfilled his wish, and his head was blasted open, and the red brain inside flew all over the sky. Birch Hill fell heavily to the ground for a long time.

The remaining pirates no longer had the courage to resist, so they turned around and ran.

And the Ming army followed and killed, killing all the way for twenty miles, and there were corpses of Japanese robbers along the way. Perhaps unwilling to be slaughtered by one side, some of the Japanese went crazy and rushed towards the Ming army. Killing one is enough, killing two earns one.

It is a pity that ninety out of nine of the Japanese robbers died under the close cooperation of the Ming army and were stabbed into a sieve with bayonets. The battle lasted for a day, and the Ming army managed to capture Tsurumaru Castle.

This castle, specially built by the Shimazu family, turned out to be the first stronghold of the Ming army embedded in the Wa Kingdom. The battle was still burning in the city, and under the protection of the soldiers, Zhang Haichuan entered the Shimazu family's house.

"But so, in Daming, that is, the level of a medium family."

Li Dan smiled: "Guogong, what kind of big buildings do you expect the Japanese country to build, they are small and small, just like this door, the big man must keep his head down, otherwise he will touch his head." ”

Occupying Tsurumaru City, Zhang Haichuan had a surprising discovery, it turned out that there were many merchants of the Ming Dynasty in the Wa Kingdom, in fact, it was said that merchants were good, but to put it bluntly, they were pirates, and Li Dan was one of them.

It was learned that these merchants were not doing well, and that the Japanese were oppressing them in every possible way, and they were planning to banish them to the islands and fend for themselves, while their wealth was traded to the local lords.

The merchants were terrified and tried every means to bribe the Japanese and keep their property. But they never imagined that the Ming army would kill them, and they were overjoyed.

And Zhang Haichuan is the same, when he attacked Japan, what he needed most urgently was a reliable helper who was familiar with geography. These merchants immediately became the guides of the Ming army, and with their help, the Ming army became overwhelming and unstoppable.

For the next three days, the Ming army swept through and sent all the rebellious Japanese soldiers to hell, and the entire Satsuma domain fell into the hands of the Ming army.

On the evening of the third day, under the guidance of two merchants, the Ming army forced Shimazu Tadashi to a mountain pass, and after a quarter of an hour of fierce fighting, the Satsuma lord became the first worthy prisoner of the Ming army. (To be continued......)