Most of the soldiers under Matsudaira Ichishin were Ryukyuan, and half were Han. Every Ryukyu soldier can speak Chinese.

It's just that the level is different.

They were grateful for the favor of the Han king and were willing to die for the Han king.

Loyalty and courage are not inferior to the Han soldiers of Liaodong.

Under the cover of night, the warship arrived at the port of Tianjin. There are many merchant ships parked in the harbor. Next to it is a naval water wall, in which the warships are protected.

The lights that the Han soldiers saw before were emitted from the barracks.

The Han army suddenly arrived, and the movement was very large. Immediately alarmed the people in the port, someone walked out of the merchant ship, and after seeing this scene, his heart suddenly cooled and shouted: "There are thieves!!! ”

"It's a thief. It's the Han thief who has entered the prison. ”

Although the Han navy attacked the coastal city of Beizhili before, it did not commit any crime against the people, and they ran away.

However, the people of Chu still habitually called the Han army a Han thief, or a thief army.

Matsudaira's soldiers were so loyal that they all showed anger when they heard the words, and they wanted to rush up and slash indiscriminately, but they held back.

We are the Han army, and we do not kill the Han people.

And the people listened. We are the Han Army. Never burn and loot. Stay in the boat, or hide in the house, and do not come out. I promise you will be safe. Whoever comes out to hinder us will be killed. ”

Matsudaira had already prepared, and a group of soldiers who were proficient in the official dialect of the Chu State scattered in all directions, entering various areas in the port, shouting as they walked.

The main thing is that when these people come out, it will affect them to attack the camp.

The people of Chu were skeptical when they heard this, but they did not dare to run, so they could only hide in the ships or port houses, praying that the Han army would keep their promises.

After all the troops landed, Matsudaira single-mindedly rode a group of war horses brought by his subordinates, held horse whips, arranged troops, and launched an attack on the Chu army camp in Tianjin Port.

"Break through the Chu army camp. Make a way for the king. Matsudaira raised his golden whip and shouted.

"Kill !!!" Ten thousand soldiers and horses, shield soldiers, and heavy armor soldiers are in front. Some of the heavily armored soldiers carried ladders prepared in advance and advanced forward, followed by archers and warriors.

Aiming at a point, a strong assault.

The Chu army camp.

The chief general of the battalion is called Zhu Changguang, and his official rank is a guerrilla general, with 5,000 elite soldiers. He is also the tallest among the short people, and he is also a famous general in the Chu army, and he is quite capable.

He also sensed that the Han army would definitely attack from the sea, rewarding the soldiers and strengthening the guard.

Even when he sleeps, he can't get off his clothes.

When the Han army attacked, he opened his eyes and stood up, walked out of the inner tent, and came to the big tent to get a helmet and a war knife to put on.

"Someone. Pass the order down. Tianjin Port cannot be lost. Raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while. Let the athletes risk their lives and stop the Han army with me. ”

Zhu Changguang walked out of the big tent in good spirits and ordered loudly.

The commander's command is clear and his prestige is sufficient.

"Yes." Zhu Changguang's personal soldiers were all in high spirits, and immediately went down to give orders.

"There are only two results tonight."

"Zhu Changguang, a loyal minister of Great Chu, died on the battlefield."

"Zhu Changguang, a loyal minister of Great Chu, guards the port of Tianjin, and adds an official to the knighthood."

Zhu Changguang raised his head and turned back to the big tent, and sat down with the golden knife, already having the consciousness of dying on the battlefield.

His soldiers are indeed good.

At least the garrison camp is very strong.

And the Han army is a navy.

"Kill !!!!" Matsudaira's 10,000 soldiers were undaunted, and they braved the arrows shot from the camp and desperately put the ladder on the camp wall and climbed hard.

But after a few steps, they fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.

Someone was seriously injured, someone was slightly injured.

There is no way to be seriously injured, so I can only lie down and wait for rescue. The lightly wounded soldier shook his head and stood up in pain, and continued to climb.

To open up the road to the emperor for the king, the port of Tianjin is the first step.

Be sure to take it.

Besides.

The so-called war.

All at once.

If you win in a short period of time, you will win a big victory.

Consumed for a long time, more people die.

"Kill !!" Although the soldiers of the Han army were navy, although most of them were Ryukyuan, they all had a Han heart, and they were not of a bad breed, and they roared hard, rushing to the camp one after another.

This is the soul.

The spirit of the army.

It is not a reward that can be condensed.

Money can't buy life. When men throw away their lives and fight. There must be something else supporting them.

The Chu army was able to block it at first, but a moment or two passed. The Chu army camp was in danger.

Zhu Changguang's soldiers are not weak, and he also has combat experience. But they had never seen such a fierce enemy army rushing at them.

Killed one, and rushed up another pair.

Killed a pair, and five more.

Who can stand this?

The Han army was numerous, and there were 10,000 households.

And the Chu army had only five thousand people.

"Kill !!!!" The first Han heavy armor soldier broke through the camp defense and stood on the camp wall. Without any hesitation, he raised the steel knife in his hand and slashed a young Chu soldier to death, and the other party fell in a pool of blood, dead and dead.

There is a first, there is a second, an infinite number.

Countless Han heavy armor soldiers climbed the camp wall and slaughtered the Chu army. One of the thousand households raised the steel knife in his hand and shouted, "Athletes. Attaboy. It is worthy of our Han soldiers. ”

"Follow me and break into the Chu army camp. But don't set it on fire. Their grain and grass are ours. ”

After that, this Qianhu was wearing heavy armor, jumped down from a height, landed on the ground steadily, and then raised his steel knife and killed the Chu army on the ground, with a hideous expression.

"Kill !!!" Countless Han soldiers also jumped down from the heights, following the footsteps of thousands of households, killing the Chu soldiers in front.

The Chu army collapsed.

The defeat was like a mountain.

"Run, the camp can't hold it."

"The Han army is really powerful, I have never seen such an army that is not afraid of death. Have they all lived enough? ”

The soldiers of the Chu army relied on their familiarity with the roads in the camp and fled in all directions, and many disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Those who descend do not kill. The Han army did not kill Han Chinese. ”

Seeing that the battle was decided, the Qianhu who led the troops immediately inserted the blood-stained steel knife back into his waist, and then let out a loud roar. For a while, the soldiers of the Han army shouted in unison.

Some of the Chu soldiers who did not escape, or who escaped, simply knelt on the ground, put down their weapons, and turned their buttocks to the sky.

"Separate some people. Guarding the captives. The rest, clean up the camp with me. The Qianhu shouted and led his troops to the Chinese army's tent.

Not long after. Matsudaira led more than 100 personal soldiers and entered from the gate of the Chu army camp in a dignified manner. There were Han soldiers on both sides of the door, and when they saw the generals, they all bowed their heads slightly.

After walking for a while, Matsudaira saw the big tent of the Chinese army.

Zhu Changguang was covered in blood, holding a horse lance, straddled a horse, and led more than ten personal soldiers to stubbornly guard the big tent of the Chinese army. All around are Han soldiers, eyeing each other.

In this situation, Zhu Changguang is just a dish. But the Han army did not kill them.

The Han army is still martial, and it is soft-hearted to the Han people who are not afraid of death.

And this guy is still a general.