"Fixed-shot loading, height thirty-five, distance one mile six, pre-firing one round...... Put! ”

"Peng Peng Peng—"

A beautiful day is destined to start with the sound of artillery in the Ming army.

The dense stone shells rained down on Nagoya Castle, and although they had been prepared, when the stone bullets actually hit, the mental preparations that had been made all night fell apart under the first round of shelling.

"How much gunpowder and stone bullets are there?"

Yang Wenyue rode on horseback, holding binoculars clairvoyance in both hands, squinting at Nagoya Castle, and asked Wu Aheng without looking back.

Although the official positions of both parties are the same, after all, they are old comrades-in-arms and old colleagues for many years, so they don't care who is the deputy and who is the deputy.

Wu Aheng chose to hand over the battlefield to Yang Wenyue, and he was responsible for the supply of the army and the logistics of the baggage.

Therefore, when Yang Wenyue asked him, he replied without thinking:

"Since the autumn of last year, the imperial court has transported 1,343,000 catties of gunpowder, and several tentative attacks have consumed 127,000 catties."

"In this battle, we distributed 150,000 catties each to the rest of the soldiers and horses, and yesterday we knocked out more than 140,000 catties in one go, and now there are more than 810,000 catties of gunpowder left."

"It's stone bullets, although less than 20,000 of the more than 90,000 stone bullets in the inventory were beaten yesterday, but under the chisel of the people, it has been replenished to 140,000 this morning, and the quality is very good."

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Speaking of the quality of the stone bullet, Wu Aheng wanted to praise the people of Yingzhou.

Perhaps they were squeezed too much by the shogunate, samurai, and daimyos, but they cherished their current life very much, for fear that the Ming army would fail because of their laziness, and finally the few acres of land in their hands were snatched back by the samurai.

Therefore, in terms of the selection and quality of stone bullets, they have done a good job and are very ingenious.

Although it is a bit difficult to find granite suitable for making stone bullets on the Nobi Plains, a closer look can still find some stones that are not bad in the field.

Wu Aheng suspected that if it weren't for the fact that the stones were a little difficult to find, the 120,000 people might be able to directly polish more than 200,000 stone bullets by hand in one night.

"So much?"

Yang Wenyue put down his binoculars, and turned his head to look at Wu Aheng in a slightly surprised way, obviously he also felt that this speed was very fast.

However, after his surprise was over, he looked at the battlefield, and then turned to Cao Bianjiao and instructed:

"Since there is enough gunpowder and stone bullets, the herald battalion will fight for another five hours today......

"The last general commands!" Cao Bianjiao received the order and sent Tang cavalry to the forward position to give the order.

Such an order seems to be a waste of gunpowder for many new-generation generals, but for Yang Wenyue, soldiers are the most important resource.

"Put!"

"Peng Peng Peng—"

The rhythm of 12 consecutive shells every hour reappeared on the battlefield again, and the five-pound stone bullets flew wildly, causing the sand and gravel to splash at the head of Nagoya Castle and the female wall to collapse.

I don't know how many houses in the castle have been pierced, and when I stand in the castle tower and look down, I can only see the city full of ruins and the citizens of the shogunate who are constantly crying.

Many of the dwarfed ashigaru and civilians hid in some of the corners, but many more chose to stay at the base of the castle walls.

There were few people on the streets of the city, but there was a large area standing under the city wall.

"How much gunpowder did the Ming army have?!"

Inside the castle tower, Tokugawa Iemitsu gritted his teeth and put down the telescope in his hand, and his other hand was on the Japanese sword at his waist, as if he was angry and eager to cut something.

Perhaps for a regional country like Japan, where the annual output of gunpowder is only 50,000 catties, let alone bombarding with 1,200 artillery pieces for a day, it is a day with 1,200 iron cannons, and the amount of gunpowder consumed is enough to make the Tokugawa family feel pain.

Their annual output in the country is not as good as the current one-day output of the Daming Powder Bureau.

For Yang Wenyue, if the gunpowder is gone, then write a letter to the capital.

According to Nagoya, we ran to Fukuoka, then took a boat to Busan, North Korea, and then rushed to the capital for another 800 miles, and then the capital was dispatched by the nearest Yanshan Gunpowder Bureau.

In a month and a half at most, at least 500,000 catties of gunpowder will arrive at Osaka Port, and these gunpowder can be used by Yang Wenyue to fight unscrupulously for three or four days and collapse one fortified city after another.

It turned out that even Nagoya Castle, which had been renovated many times by Tokugawa Iemitsu, could not survive long in the face of a bombardment of 1,200 artillery pieces.

"General!"

The sound of the armor stomach sounded, and the veteran Yoon Da Masamune ran up to the castle tower with a grim face, which made Tokugawa Iemitsu, who turned his head, feel bad.

"There are already signs of cracks in the bluestone on the periphery of the city wall."

Yoon Da Masamune brought bad news, which made Tokugawa Iemitsu's face gloomy:

"Can it be patched?"

"Of course not!" Yoon Da Masamune shook his head:

"Now these cracks are not enough to affect the city defense, but in order to avoid blocking the slits, the old man suggested that we take advantage of the ceasefire of the Ming army's artillery, and we should send people to clean it ourselves."

The design of Japanese castle defenses has some unique details, such as slits, fan slopes, staggered floors, etc., and slits refer to the perforations of iron cannons on the city walls.

The perforation is chiseled on the stone, the whole is funnel-shaped, small on the outside and large on the inside, the area of the external bomb is less than ten square centimeters, and there is a trapezoidal slope in the perforation, which is about one foot three inches long, about one foot six inches wide, and about eight inches in height.

Such a design allows the soldier to lie prone on his elbow to shoot steadily, and the effect is good.

In order to defend Nagoya Castle under the attack of the Ming army, Tokugawa Iemitsu also deliberately added many means and designs.

For example, there are also a number of shooting pads about two feet out of the castle wall on the main castle tower, which are used to attack enemies who attack the castle and are located at the dead end of the wall.

Such characteristics, coupled with the steep slope of the Nagoya Castle wall, and the arc, especially the vertical junction of the city wall, the arc is larger, and the distance is significantly longer, so it will be necessary for the Ming army to climb a longer distance, and the higher up the closer to the vertical, the easier it is to be shot and killed by the Japanese army.

Finally, because the walls are made of larger monolithic stones, which are polished by craftsmen to make the gaps between the stones small and difficult to climb, no matter who wants to storm this place, they will have to pay a lot of casualties.

This is only the periphery, you must know that Tokugawa Iemitsu also carried forward the staggered layers of the Japanese army's military design in Nagoya Castle in order to create defensive depth, increase the firepower of the attack surface, and try to disperse the collective strength of the Ming army.

In the face of the staggered one-shaped city wall, even if the individual quality of the Ming army is strong, it can be pushed flat on the first line, and the artillery support can cover the entire city wall, but the staggered city wall of the Japanese army can divide the Ming army's strength into multiple sections, and the supporting firepower will also be covered by the staggered layer and throw a mouse bogey, and dare not go all out.

In addition, some of Nagoya Castle's important castle walls were made of monolithic boulders, and there was a dark chamber inside the castle where samurai could raid the Ming army through secret passages.

Due to the large number of people and the small space for maneuver, Japan's military thinking emphasizes frontal and tough resistance, so it is necessary to be meticulous and meticulous in tactical details.

This kind of Japanese-style military concept is reflected even on the battlefield of World War II, if you have to find an easy-to-understand comparison, then Nantianmen and Iwo Jima in a certain TV series are enlarged versions of Nagoya Castle.

The reason why Tokugawa Iemitsu came up with so many methods and vicious designs is, to put it bluntly, that he saw the rigidity of Yan Siqi, Zheng Zhilong and other commanders of the Ming army in the first few failures.

If it weren't Yang Wenyue and Wu Aheng who came this time, but Yan Siqi, Zheng Zhilong, Liu Xiang and others commanded the battle, I'm afraid that the more than 60,000 Ming troops in Japan would have at least nearly 10,000 killed and wounded in Nagoya Castle.

However, Tokugawa Iemitsu's trap had already failed the moment Zhu Youzhen transferred Yang Wenyue and Wu Aheng to Yingzhou.

Yang Wenyue and Wu Aheng saw his careful thinking at the first glance when they came to the battlefield, which is why when Cao Bianjiao and others wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue yesterday, Yang Wenyue did not agree.

In the eyes of Yang Wenyue and Wu Aheng, the current Nagoya Castle is a grinding plate, and the soldiers who rush forward will only be crushed like beans.

This style of play of the Japanese army was actually learned from the Central Plains in the Tang and Song dynasties, and this tactic was actually used by some people more ruthlessly than them, and the difficulty of the design was thrown out of them several streets.

Banju Haelongtun ......

This is a place name that all the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty will subconsciously be nervous about after hearing it, it is located on the top of Longyan Mountain in the territory of Banzhou, and it is a staggered stone fort that has been continuously built since the Song Dynasty.

The relative height difference of the entire stone castle is hundreds of zhang, and there are nine passes built on a staggered level, which is more desperate than the current Nagoya Castle.

But even such a stone fort only blocked the Ming army for more than 40 days, and the current Nagoya Castle can stop the Ming army for a shorter time.

Yang Wenyue and Wu Aheng didn't want to waste their lives in vain, so the attack method they chose was to simply and rudely use artillery to collapse the Japanese split-level buildings one by one.

"Put!"

"Peng Peng Peng—"

The roar of the artillery rang out incessantly, and each round of shelling seemed to hit Tokugawa Iemitsu like a hammer in his heart.

In the face of Yin Da Masamune's words, he didn't have much arrangement, just bowed his head slightly, and then solemnly asked.

Yin Da Masajong didn't have a mother-in-law either, so he turned around and went to arrange the important affairs of the city defense.

He was gone, but Tokugawa Iemitsu felt that the room was a lot darker for a while.

At the moment, they actually don't have much way to retreat, after all, they all chose the condition of "sealing in another place" to surrender, but Yang Wenyue and Yan Siqi did not agree.

From this point, it can be seen that the Ming army is obviously not ready to let go of any of the shogunate nobles.

Tokugawa Iemitsu thought and sat on the ground a little weakly.

The gloom of the weather outside the window was less than a tenth of what he was feeling at the moment.

"Boom—"

"Put!"

"Peng Peng Peng—"

For five hours, when the Ming army's sixty rounds of artillery bombardment were finished again, only the pungent smell of sulfur remained on the entire artillery position.

In the direction of their guns, it can be seen to the naked eye that the entire walls and fan slopes of Nagoya Castle have been shattered, and I am afraid that if the intensity of the shelling continues for another day, the outer fortifications of Nagoya and the first split-story wall will no longer exist.

"Mingjin collected the troops, ordered the whole army, and today the whole army will add food, slaughter 800 pigs, slaughter 1,000 sheep......"

Putting down the binoculars clairvoyance in his hand, Yang Wenyue stroked his long beard, obviously satisfied with today's results.

But after saying that, he paused again, and then added:

"Add food to the soldiers and civilians, slaughter 300 pigs and 3,000 chickens and ducks, and let them divide 2,000 people after eating, and go to the front of the battle with torches at night to dance their own folk dances, and pay attention to sending people to protect their safety."

"Yes!" Today's Cao Bianjiao doesn't have so many problems, he just executes orders like a soldier.

Yang Wenyue looked at his back as he turned around to order, and said with a slight bow:

"Your Highness really has a reason for letting this son come to practice, he would talk back yesterday, but today he thought it clearly."

"Hehe......" Wu Aheng stroked his short beard and said heartily:

"I have been by His Highness's side for a long time, and with the structure that was exposed when some of the exterior walls collapsed today, it would be a bit stubborn to talk back."

"It's also ......" Yang Wenyue chuckled and shook his head, and then rode back to his own camp with Wu Aheng.

At the same time, the Chinese army Tang Cavalry also began to run privately to deliver news.

"After a slight order, the artillery battalion retreated back to its own position, and today the whole army will have a meal, slaughter 800 pigs and 1,000 sheep!"

"Uh-huh......"

Hearing that they could eat meat for dinner again, not only the soldiers of the artillery battalion who got the news began to cheer, but even the soldiers and horses of the other eight battalions of the Ming army's main formation also cheered.

The cheers from the front made the people who were digging for stones in the rear stop what they were doing, and thought that the heavenly soldiers had captured Nagoya Castle.

"Master, have the Heavenly Soldiers captured Nagoya Castle?"

Under the messy simple processing wooden shed, a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old folk men who were no more than four feet four or five inches tall looked up and asked an elderly man who was in charge of them.

At this time, Tang rode a horse and explained Yang Wenyue's arrangements to the Ming army garrison who was guarding 120,000 people, and the Ming army garrison heard the news and asked more than 20 scribes in the army to go to the workshop to spread the word.

One of the scribes walked up to their shed, and the old man in charge of the management saw that the interpreter of the Ming Dynasty was coming, and quickly patted the dust on his body, and behaved respectfully.

However, the scribe did not dislike him for anything, but smiled and said in Japanese with a slight Daming accent:

"Dororo, wait a minute, tell the people who came to you to hand over the stones, and say that the two masters have ordered that the whole army will have a meal today, and the same is true for the people's camp."

"Twenty-five pigs and two hundred and fifty chickens and ducks are added to each camp, and you go and collect them yourself, clean them up by yourself, and take care to bury the entrails."

"Hi hi...... Thank you very much for your love for us! Please rest assured, we will take care of it, and we will not delay the polishing of the stone bullet at night! ”

Hearing this, the elder man Dororo nodded hurriedly, and took the wooden plaque representing twenty-five pigs and two hundred and fifty chickens and ducks from the hand of the scribe Gao Xu.

The first battalion of the Minfu camp is 10,000 people, and perhaps for these 10,000 people, 25 pigs and 250 chickens and ducks can only make each person eat three or four taels of meat the size of a baby's fist.

But even so, white rice with meat and broth was a match that they didn't dare to imagine.

"Let's change some soy sauce and salt, it's too shabby to eat." Gao Xu looked at Dororo, who nodded, and took out two wooden signs marked "Sauce Ten" and "Salt Ten" from his pocket.

Dororo knew very well that these two wooden plaques represented ten catties of soy sauce and ten catties of salt, so he smiled more happily, bowed and nodded at a greater angle, and longed to jump up and kneel in the air.

"Okay, let's arrange your affairs, each battalion can choose 500 people to make meals, don't choose too much."

"After eating, one hundred and eighty people from each battalion will go to the position of a mile and a half from Nagoya Castle in front of the battle."

"Hey! Hi ......"

Gao Xu waved his hand and left the wooden shed, leaving Dororo standing in place, nodding and bowing at his departing back.

When Gao Xu completely disappeared in front of his eyes, he turned his head triumphantly and shook the three wooden tablets in his hand and said:

"Look! Uncle Ben has long said that you have to follow the heavenly soldiers to have blessings. ”

"This is meat, soy sauce, and salt, which can only be eaten by samurai, and you little ghosts are lucky to be able to eat meat for two days in a row."

Dororo looked at the wooden sign in his hand, and his heart was also happy.

"Dororo-sama, what does pork taste like?"

"Which is better pork or lamb?"

"Do you have a silver relic to eat today?"

"Dororo-sama......"

A group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys questioned Dororo, who was honest about this matter:

"I haven't actually eaten pork before, but I've heard some Heavenly Soldiers say that pork is the best because it has a lot of oil."

As he said this, Dororo felt that his saliva was about to flow out, but soon he regretted it:

"It's a pity that after the Heavenly Soldiers defeated the shogunate, they shouldn't hire people, and then we can only go home honestly and farm."

"Then you can't eat the silver relics?" A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a disappointed face.

"Of course you can't eat it." Dororo slapped the other party on the shoulder, then waved his hand and said:

"Okay, you go and inform the people in the stone yard, find five hundred people to come out, and accompany me to cook!"

"Hey!"

Hearing this, a group of 14th Five-Year and 14-year-old peasant children ran out of the wooden shed and went to the stone yard to find someone.

Just over an hour later, when the sky was completely dark, bursts of meat began to smell from the Ming army camp, and the monsoon wind blew to Nagoya Castle, three miles away.

The smell of meat caused a lot of ashigaru to sniff the air, and his mouth frantically secreted saliva.

Although none of them had ever eaten pork, mutton, or even chicken and duck, they knew that it was the taste of meat, as it was all around the houses of the samurai and daimyo in Nagoya Castle.

Although I don't know what the texture of this meat is or whether it tastes good or not, it smells like it's not much worse.

It's just that the "luxury" of meat naturally has nothing to do with them, or rather, the only thing they can do, and the meat-related behavior is to smell the smell of meat from the Ming army camp and eat the cold and hard corn balls in their hands.

One a day, a pound of corn balls, not to mention the taste, in terms of calories alone, it can't even meet the daily calories of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, not to mention the light they need to prepare for the war.

Many ashigaru faced with this rice ball, and they were not qualified to eat it all in one go, but broke out a fifth of it, kneaded it into a ping-pong ball, and then took a small sip of it.

The remaining four-fifths will be their meal tonight and tomorrow evening.

"Hometown, ......"

"Hometown, ......"

"...... under a sunny sky in the hot summer"

"In the middle of the night, my mother knitted a straw hat for me......"

"I don't have to worry about getting sunburned when I farm during the day, I am very happy when I put it on, and I dance......"

"It's just that the samurai-sama knows, but my mother is gone, and I became an orphan and wandered in the Asama Mountains......"

Suddenly, a folk song sounded in the night, and the style of this folk song was a satire on the rule of the shogunate.

Under normal circumstances, the ashigaru people in Nagoya Castle would not dare to look up.

But the death of Pao Ze in the past two days, as well as the great contrast between the two sides, and the homesickness brought about by the cruelty of the war, gradually made some people raise their heads at the risk of being killed.

They crouched behind the ruined female wall and saw the men dancing around the bonfire in a circle with torches in the dark.

The singing of the people kept coming, and more and more Ashigaru began to stand up and watch......

"Damn Akito!"

In the castle tower, Yang Wenyue's "singing" deliberately made by people was naturally heard by Tokugawa Iemitsu and others.

Looking at the people dancing around the bonfire on the dark horizon, Tokugawa Iemitsu was nervous, and Yin Da Masamune also clenched his fists and said:

"This is a conspiracy, if we don't care, the morale of the army will collapse."

"But if we manage it, we will definitely make Ashigaru and the people dissatisfied with us."

"I can't control it so much, let's defend Nagoya Castle first, and let them continue like this, and Nagoya Castle will have to be breached tomorrow." Tokugawa Iemitsu turned around and said viciously:

"Send the samurai to the head of the castle to supervise the battle, and let all the ashigaru and the people crouch down, with their backs to the city walls, and not look at the lowly peasants who have rebelled against the enemy!"

"Hey!" Yoon Da Masamune had no choice but to respond, and Tokugawa Iemitsu also knew that this move was a stinky move, but he couldn't help it.

The materials in Nagoya Castle were not abundant, and it was impossible for them to be as extravagant as the Ming army did to Minfu, and it was impossible for them to promise to give Minfu and Ashigaru land, so they could only choose violence in the face of Ashigaru and Minfu.

In this situation, Tokugawa Iemitsu's military orders were quickly communicated, and soon the samurai dressed in armor began to climb the castle and shout loudly.

"Bastard, what do you want to do without sleeping?"

"Don't look at it all!"

"Repair the walls for me!"

The samurai, under the command of Tokugawa Iemitsu and others, began to denounce Ashigaru and some armed minfu, and although they were only one-tenth of their number, Minfu and Ashigaru's cowardice only intensified them.

Originally, it was just a verbal reprimand, but later on, people gradually began to do it.

In this regard, many ashigaru can only endure, sit down timidly, lean against the female wall, and listen to the "folk song" coming from behind the wall.

"The purpose has been achieved......

On a watchtower at the Ming army barracks, Yang Wenyue put down the binoculars clairvoyance in his hand with a smile on his face.

Wu Aheng next to him also put down his binoculars, and stroked his beard and said:

"It's not as embattled as it is, but the anger of the ashigaru and the people in this city has already accumulated."

"It just takes a good opportunity to unleash your anger right now."

"No!" Yang Wenyue shook his head and said with a hint of a smile:

"I have to add a few more bundles of firewood, and this time I will let the shogunate's more than 100,000 troops collapse without spending a single soldier......"