My father Yong Le Emperor, you let me keep a low profile

Chapter 74: Ten thousand arrows shoot out to destroy Baga!
"Baga, what is that?"

As the artillery fire of the Ming army roared, the little dog who saw this weapon for the first time was dazed.

Is this the wrath of the gods?

Why is the sound so loud?
"Boom bang bang..."

Before he could figure it out, the iron ball flew into the city with a roar.

Hirado Castle was originally a brick and wood structure, and it couldn't stop the powerful iron ball at all.

The first guard of Hujiao Battalion has a total of 25 General Zhankou Cannons.

25 iron balls fall together.

The terrifying power hit the city wall, and the thick wooden fence was directly broken.

When it smashed into the houses in the city, big holes appeared in the houses.

If one is unlucky enough to be hit on the main girder, the whole house will collapse in an instant.

"The gods are angry, the gods are angry..."

A round of artillery from the Ming army made the people of the Wa Kingdom in the city panic. They ran out of the house screaming one by one, knelt on the ground, and kept begging the gods for forgiveness.

"Baga! Counterattack, counterattack!"

The little dog whose face was crushed by a stone, ignoring the cut wound, shouted angrily, and the guards of hundreds of people immediately counterattacked.

But what greeted him was the samurai's speechlessness.

How can the opponent counterattack from being so far away?
No matter how strong a warrior is, how far can an arrow fly?
There are bed crossbows and so on in Hirado Castle.

But that fellow Matsuura, in order to protect the pier, transferred all the bed crossbows to the pier.

It's all Ming army now.

So much so that they didn't even have the ability to fight back when they were attacked.

"bass!"

Seeing that the artillery had opened fire, Qianhu of the 1000th unit of Hujiao Battalion pulled out a steel knife and waved his finger forward.

"attack!"

"kill."

The soldiers of the [-]th team roared in unison, formed a battle formation, and slowly pressed towards the city gate.

At the forefront of the attacking team, there were more than a dozen soldiers holding shields, protecting several people from advancing quickly.

"Damn it, the enemy is attacking, they are going to attack the city gate, go to the city gate and block them."

Seeing that the Ming army had dispatched an attacking team, and one team was still attacking the city gate, the little dog roared angrily and asked some warriors to defend the city gate.

"Damn, there are still too few people."

Looking at the few warriors running past, and at the thousands of enemies attacking, Xiaogou's eyes were filled with despair.

At the same time, I prayed in my heart that the old bastard Matsuura would come back quickly.

If you don't hurry up, not only will the city be gone, but his girl will also be hard to keep.

The artillery was still roaring.

Driven by gunpowder, an iron ball crazily smashed into Hirado City, slaughtered the ignorant people who kowtowed, hit the city wall, and provided cover for the attacking soldiers.

Hearing the whistling sound above his head, and seeing the Ming army getting closer, the little dog beat the wall anxiously.

After all, his prestige was not as good as Matsuura's. At the beginning, those warriors listened to him and could command them to move.

But after a few unlucky ones were smashed into pieces by iron balls.

The morale he had gathered with great difficulty collapsed to nothing.

During this section of the Ming army's advance, the hundred or so people under his guard who were originally guarding ran and died, and the rest were less than 30 people.

Even a fool knows that it is impossible to get less than 30 people to fight against thousands of people.

He glanced at the direction in which Matsuura was running, but still did not see any reinforcements.

The puppy gritted his teeth and decided to give up.

Although the power of a beautiful woman is good, it is not as important as her own life after all.

As long as you are alive, you must have a chance. If you die, you will have nothing.

"Boom!"

However, just when the little dog made up his mind with difficulty and was about to run away.

From the direction of the city gate, there was a roar that shook the sky.

The ferocious explosion caused the whole world to tremble. Those houses in the city that had been smashed and riddled with holes were shaken and collapsed, startled and screaming.

"Baga, it's over."

Getting up from the ground with difficulty, the little dog took a look at the city gate that had been blown out of sight, turned around and ran away.

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"Baga, hurry up!"

Matsuura did not run away as Xiaogou imagined, but came back with rescuers.

Hirado is his territory.

In some places, other people recognize him as the fan master, and only warriors follow him.

Without the territory, no one knows who he is.

When the city was breached, Matsuura exhausted all his strength and finally gathered more than 1500 troops.

At this time, in the Wa Kingdom, after a series of wars between the North and the South, the number of men reached its lowest point.

Otherwise, they would not have thought of using the method of planting days to increase the country's population.

Therefore, Takeda Nobunaga and others still want to thank these seniors for their hard work.

Without the efforts of these seniors, let alone tens of thousands of 10,000+ troops, if they can gather 5000 people, it will be amazing.

Although the little pumpkins are now working hard to increase the population.

But people are not crops that grow in the field, they need time to accumulate.

With the 1500 people in Matsuura's hands, in the Kyushu Island area, except for those big fan masters, their strength is already considered tyrannical.

Most of them are not even as good as him.

"My warriors, our territory is being invaded by the enemy, and now it's time to show your bravery and loyalty."

"I can promise you that as long as you defeat the enemy, you will get the rewards you deserve."

"And I will choose a warrior among you to be my son-in-law and my heir."

Standing on a big rock, Matsuura shamelessly promised his daughter out again.

As for puppies.

Well, he had forgotten who this guy was.

Thinking about it in Matsuura, with so many Ming troops, it would be a ghost if hundreds of people could defend them.

Besides, so what?
His daughter is not married yet. As a father, he can promise to whomever he wants.

When the gathered samurai heard such a heavy reward from Matsuura, their faces flushed with excitement, they waved their samurai swords, and shouted: "Home board is loaded!"
Looking at the high-spirited warriors, Matsuura nodded in satisfaction.

Although the number of the Ming army was a bit large, he was not afraid at all.

Although he didn't go to Daming to rob it, he heard about it from the Japanese pirates who had been there.

Daming's navy is indeed very powerful, but the combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers is very poor.

Often a warrior can easily deal with five or six Ming soldiers.

Because of this, Matsuura felt that the more than 1500 men under him could completely defeat the invading enemy.

He even defeated it and snatched the battleship of Ming Dynasty.

With Daming's battleship, he is no longer him.

He also wants to learn from the Ashikaga family and experience the feeling of controlling the emperor and being the emperor.

"set off!"

Matsuura, whose confidence had recovered, drew out his samurai sword from his waist, swung it in the direction of the city, and set off aggressively with more than 1500 samurai in disorder.

On the other side, Wu Shan, who had interrogated the captives, learned of the situation here.

Reported to Zhu Gaoyu immediately.

Considering his troops, Zhu Gaoyu was also very cautious when contacting the regular army of the Wa Kingdom for the first time.

An additional [-] barracks troops were sent to Wu Shan, and he was asked to solve the Hirado area as soon as possible.

Just at this time, Wu Shan also received a report that he found traces of the enemy.

Wu Shan, who received reinforcements, left 500 people guarding the city to guard the prisoners. The other troops he led chose an ambush point and waited quietly for the enemy to take the bait.

"Patriarch, I feel that something is wrong."

Hirado's samurai were advancing rapidly on the mountain trail.

An elderly samurai, his eyelids kept twitching from the beginning of assembly.

Years of war experience told him that this was a bad omen.

After enduring for a long time along the way, the dangerous intuition became more and more powerful. Finally, the samurai couldn't bear it anymore. He found Matsuura, who was leading the team at the front, and expressed his worries.

"Baga, your conscience is so bad that you dare to disturb the morale of the army. Get out, or you will die."

Full of confidence, fantasizing about defeating the enemy, his prestige soared, and then he drove the battleship of Ming Dynasty, defeated the Ashikaga family, and Matsuura, who controlled the emperor, raised his hand and slapped the old warrior.

Daming is a country that even Ashikaga Yoshimitsu wants to submit to. If Matsuura can defeat Daming's army, his reputation will definitely shake the entire Wa country.

This bastard actually said unlucky words, isn't this a curse for him to lose the battle?

Glaring viciously, the old samurai retreated in despair, Matsuura snorted coldly, continued with the fantasy just now, drooling and giggling.

Good guy, the battle hasn't started yet, this guy is already fantasizing about what will happen after victory.

The other warriors also looked at the old warrior sarcastically.

"Some look really old, and have lost all their samurai courage."

"Haha, that's right, go back to the country and wait to die when you're old. Standing up and losing face will only make people laugh."

"Haha, you don't know that when some people go to the village to condolences, those village women look down on him."

Hearing the ridicule around him, the old warrior's expression turned ugly.

Staring fiercely at the guy in the lead, he secretly decided to find a chance, and he must be done to relieve today's shame.

"Chirp..."

Just as the 1500-strong army entered the valley, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the sky.

A group of warriors didn't understand what was going on. When they looked up at the sky, countless figures suddenly stood up on the hillsides on both sides.

Even less than 10 steps away from them, there were hundreds of people standing scattered.

These people didn't hold weapons, and each of them carried a large wooden barrel and aimed at them.

"Nani?"

"Baga, it's the enemy!"

"Run, there is an ambush among us."

The warriors were in chaos.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

The Ming army would not give them a chance to react. The hundreds of soldiers closest to the little pumpkin, carrying the swarm of bees on their shoulders, shot wildly from above.

The swarm used by the Ming people can hold 12 arrows.

There are more than 100 people and nearly 2000 rockets, condescending, almost face-to-face blows, its lethality can be imagined to be terrifying.

What's more, the opposite side was an enemy who didn't even wear defensive equipment.

Nonsense, whoever goes to the village to condolences is still wearing equipment, how troublesome it is to take it off.

"This thing is quite useful!"

Wu Shan, who was observing the entire battlefield on the hillside, couldn't help admiring the little pumpkin who was almost wiped out by the swarm of bees below.

When they set off, Zhu Gaoyu moved all the swarms from the Shenji Battalion over, and many officers and soldiers didn't quite understand it.

This thing has a short range, it is not accurate, and it is very troublesome to carry, why bring this thing.

The reason why they have this idea is because most of the officers have never seen the terror of a swarm of bees gathering together to show their power.

In addition, the manufacture of swarms is too troublesome, the requirements for arrow shafts and gunpowder are very high, and the cost is very high.

In order to save money, the imperial court did not equip the general troops except for the special troops of the Shenji Battalion.

Except for the officers who suffered from this thing in the battle of Jingnan, most of them don't know much about it.

However, Zhu Gaoyu, who came from later generations, paid great attention to this.

A swarm of bees does have such and such shortcomings.

But it can't stand its scalp-numbing dense and terrifying rate of fire.

The old man suffered a loss in this regard back then, and almost stumbled.

As the saying goes, if the accuracy is not enough, the firepower will come together.

A swarm of bees in one barrel is not powerful enough, so I will bring 100 barrels together.

Thinking of the overwhelming horror that was overwhelming, the sharp howling sound, the rain of arrows trailing long smoke, Zhu Gaoyu couldn't help shivering.

So he ignored Liu Sheng's crying expression, and brought all the inventory from Shenji Camp over.

In addition, he also developed tactics for the use of swarms in the army.

For example, in the face of an enemy with weak defense, it can be launched when the two armies are facing each other, disrupting the enemy's formation and breaking the enemy's morale.

During an ambush, a salvo at close range can kill a large number of enemies.

Obviously, Zhu Gaoyu's tactics are very good.

I don't know what happened to other places, but for this group of little pumpkins, it was definitely a devastating blow.

This round swarmed down and directly harvested 1/3 of the heads.

"kill!"

The smoke and dust of the swarm had not yet dissipated, and killing cries sounded from both sides of the valley at the same time.

The officers and soldiers ambushing everywhere, under the leadership of the officers, launched a fierce attack on the little pumpkins who had been beaten into a daze.

Fights come and go quickly.

Facing the endless enemies, the little pumpkin, who had been frightened by the swarm, threw away the weapon in his hand, prostrated himself on the ground, and chose to surrender without caring about his dignity.

But the Ming army didn't stop, and rushed up to hack and kill.

They are disciplined, and they are not allowed to stop attacking without permission unless all the enemies in front of them are chopped into meat paste before receiving the order to stop.

Poor little Wogua, the one who was chopped up was Guikulanghao.

If it wasn't for the quick order from the top, the remaining little pumpkins would be lying on the ground.

"elder brother!"

Wu Shan, who was asking the scribes to record the battle process, gave a fierce look when he heard this address, and an officer walked over.

The officer who killed it very happily, who was full of joy, was stared at by Wu Shan, smiled awkwardly, and quickly changed his words: "Lieutenant."

Only then did Wu Shan snort coldly, "If you don't clean up the battlefield well, what are you doing here?"

Wu Shan's younger brother stepped forward and said seriously: "That's how it is. My brothers and I grabbed their heads. I led someone to torture them for a long time. He just didn't say where the main force is. He's very stubborn."

Then he looked nervous and worriedly guessed:

"Captain, should we go back immediately to prevent the enemy's main force from bypassing us and attacking the pier?"

"Your Highness is there. If you are frightened, you will be in bad luck."

Seeing his younger brother's earnest and concerned expression, Wu Shan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The Ming army has gone through so many years of war, which one is not a big battle of tens of thousands of 10,000+.

Even in the small place of Ceylon, there are [-] to [-] troops.

In the minds of the low-level officers who don't know the situation, no matter what the Wa country is, it should be better than Ceylon.

As a result, many low-level officers who did not know the situation felt that the more than 1000 people they ambushed were probably the vanguard of the enemy.

The low-level officers didn't know, but as a high-level Wu Shan, he was clear in his heart.

How can there be any bullshit main force.

He has already asked clearly from the captives that the fan master has about 2000 people under his command.

Some were caught on the pier, plus the hundreds of people defending the city, the remaining 1000 people are all here, which is completely worthy of the title.

I wanted to tell the truth, but Wu Shan couldn't bear to discourage his younger brother's enthusiasm because he cared so seriously.

Convenience said to him: "This thief may be very cunning, you should go and ask carefully."

"No matter what he said, it must be recorded. If I can get any important information, I will ask His Highness for your credit."

"Don't worry, Captain, I'm sure I'll even ask his wife what the names of the men are."

Hearing that the eldest brother wanted to claim credit for him, the junior officer excitedly rolled up his sleeves, and went to interrogate again aggressively.

Looking at his back, Wu Shan shook his head and asked the clerk next to him with a strange expression to continue recording the battle situation.

Evening and dusk, Hirado Castle.

All the people in the city were kicked out, under the guard of the soldiers of the Ming army, they knelt on both sides of the road, and greeted the big man they didn't know.

Zhu Gaoyu rode his sweaty BMW and led the cavalry from the Fifth Army Battalion, walking slowly with cold eyes on the little Wogua kneeling on both sides.

The horse stepped on the Japanese country to enjoy the cherry blossoms, and the Han flag was raised under Mount Fuji.

This is the dream of every passionate man, and it was also the dream of Zhu Gaoyu in his previous life.

In order to fulfill this dream, Zhu Gaoyu even put his own plan on hold temporarily, which shows how much he hates these little pumpkins.

Zhu Gaoyu worked part-time in Jinling and visited the Genocide Memorial Hall more than once.

Every time he saw those cruel and bloody photos and the records that made people gnash their teeth, Zhu Gaoyu's hatred for the little pumpkin rose in a straight line.

There are also those experts and friendly people who propose that hatred should be forgotten and the peaceful development of mankind, Zhu Gaoyu is even more despised from the bottom of his heart.

So much so that every time he finds such remarks, he will turn into a brave warrior and fight to the end with the keyboard.

It's a pity that they were outnumbered every time, and ended up vomiting blood in anger.

And those little fairies who shouted for freedom of dressing, Zhu Gaoyu wanted to dig out their brains to see what was inside.

The seniors took off their clothes with blood and life, how did they have the face to wear them.

Thinking of all the things in his previous life, the expression on Zhu Gaoyu's face became colder and colder.

If you want to disintegrate a race, you only need to take away the backbone and blood of the men, and take away the shame and kindness of the women, and most of the success will be achieved.

He was just an ordinary person in his previous life, and he couldn't change everything.

Now that he has the opportunity and the ability, Zhu Gaoyu will not sit idly by.

Even if it delays time, so that he doesn't fight the boss and the others later, he will destroy these little pumpkins first.

After he died, this Daming still belonged to the old Zhu family.

But if he misses this opportunity, he will be unlucky and fail in the future, and history will still repeat itself.

In order for history not to repeat itself in the future, Zhu Gaoyu would rather let go of everything and come over and destroy the little pumpkin first.

(End of this chapter)