My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 504: : Attack like fire
On June 19, the drizzle continued to fall in this early morning.

In the woods and mountains, when the sun shines, mist rises.

Southeast of Yunguo Island, the first outpost is located about ten miles away from the coast. It stands beside a rugged dirt road leading to Heianjing.

The Japanese soldiers yawned and came and went in and out of the camp.

In addition, there are occasionally Japanese people carrying baskets on their backs passing by the roadside to pick wild vegetables or medicinal materials in the nearby woods. However, more people are recruited by the outposts at this time to help haul food. You can almost see short and thin figures carrying grain and dried fish on official roads everywhere.

The Japanese soldiers who monitored these people found that anyone was lazy or secretly hiding food. Once caught, regardless of whether the person was male, female, old or young, they would be beaten severely.

Sometimes he beat people to death because he couldn't hold back his hands.

After all, Shikoku Island has been captured. The strategy here is to fortify the walls and clear the country. Everything that can be eaten must be collected in Heian Kyo. As for the people of the village, only strong men and women can enter. As for the old and weak, they stay in the village to fend for themselves. self-destruction.

In just a few days, about 70% of the food and grass collected had been collected.

It was enough to feed and drink the 30,000 soldiers in Heian Kyo for a month, but Takeda Shingen, just to be on the safe side, plundered all the land under his jurisdiction.

The next moment, the galloping cavalry had its blades hanging on the left and right. As the horses ran wildly, the blades penetrated the flesh, and heads shot up into the sky.

After all, helping the daimyo means being loyal to His Majesty Emperor Omikado. Even if they starve to death, they feel it is honorable.

However, among the forty people, there were five light-footed archers, and the long bows in their hands were not adulterated. However, these archers were regular soldiers and horses of Heian Kyo. They were organized and completely different from the ashigaru recruited by the farmers.

On this kind of official road that has not been smoothed, there are many Japanese people who are busy transporting grain, wood, and stones. When the cavalry comes, they all turn their heads.

In this morning sun mixed with drizzle, various Japanese voices cursed, teased, and yelled, and then mixed together, giving people the illusion of being in full swing.

The Japanese people who were recruited did not have any conflicts with the army due to coercion or confiscation of food, and there was nothing desolate or tragic. Instead, they were all extremely fanatical. Even if they were skinny and hungry, they were willing to help carry things.

Just as he was carrying the squirming little woman back to the outpost camp, five miles south of the outpost, hundreds of iron hooves rolled on the ground, splashing water in the potholes.

Rain will wet the bow body and loosen the bow strings.

On this day, it had been drizzling for two or three days. The southeast post near the seaside was mobilizing and supervising the Japanese as it had done the previous two days. While guarding the defense here, it was also supervising the grain harvest. Yamakawa Kamesaburo is the Ashigaru head here, with a total of forty people. Because it is close to the coastline, the Ashigaru number reaches forty, which can be regarded as a medium-sized garrison.

A group of two thousand cavalrymen, holding swords, ran very fast. In a few breaths, they were less than four miles away from the outpost.

Today's labor will be waived.

The remaining ashigaru were even simpler, wearing linen clothes and linen pants with short sleeves and linen pants that only reached the knees. Most of the bamboo spears in their hands were made of sharpened bamboo.

Yamakawa Kamesaburo, on the other hand, ordered the thirty-five light legs under his command to hurry up and let the hundreds of Japanese people pass through.

This is a routine inspection and patrol he does every day when he is stationed here. The other men under his command, with their heads bare against the drizzle, shouted at the people passing by, and kicked them from time to time as they walked. The slow ones are behind.

Due to the lack of resources on the island, only the Ashigaru head have decent armor, but it is also very simple. A carcass (protective armor) made of bamboo or wood chips, a Kusori (skirt), and a Jinkasa (battle helmet) form a simple One suit, and it was temporarily loaned to them by the daimyo.

Occasionally, when I see some outstandingly beautiful people among these common people, I can't help but come forward and tease them. If the other party is interested, I can put down the food and pass it to others, and then go to the nearby woods with these soldiers to have a fight.

Kamesaburo Yamakawa, who had a small flag on his back, was holding a bamboo spear with a tip, and a knife on his waist. He had just returned from patrolling the road ahead with two soldiers in a majestic manner.

Yamakawa Kamesaburo saw a few Qingzu teasing a Japanese woman again. He shouted and cursed them from a distance and dispersed them. Then he asked the soldiers beside him to come forward and bring the woman over and return to the sentry camp with him.

On this drizzly morning, the five light-footed archers did not leave the sentry camp. After all, rain was a rare holiday for them.

Chaos and screaming suddenly broke out.

The huge crowds of people fled along the official road and the wilderness. When the chaotic sounds reached the sentry camp one after another, Yamakawa Kamesaburo stopped near the camp gate, hugged the Japanese girl beside him and looked back. .

A rushing horse team has been spreading towards this side along the rugged road like a torrent. …

The cavalry running from south to northeast is the Tiger Cavalry Battalion commanded by Guan Yu.

Since arriving at sea, I have been staying nearby. I finally received the emperor's order to test the attack, but was blocked by the strange wind. Not to mention, I was almost eaten by a Japanese fireboat full of kerosene. If it hadn't suddenly appeared Lu Meng, risking his life to save me, I am afraid that today it will not be their turn to be the first to step onto this Yunguo Island.

When they received the emperor's order again, everyone worked hard in the cabin and on the islands. After arriving at the shore, they even let the war horses lick the salt on their hands.

This period of wandering at sea is over, and everyone has completely vented the ferocious spirit they were holding in their hearts.

In the early morning of that day, after massacring a Japanese village by the sea, Guan Yu sent someone to tell his second brother to keep pace with him along the second planned route to the west until Huanglong.

The two battalions of Hubu and Huqi separated immediately. Zhang Fei and Zhang Bao led their infantry in a straight line from south to north, directly in front of Ping'an Jing.

Guan Yu, on the other hand, led his cavalry from south to northeast, forming an arc and attacking the right rear side of Ping An Jing.

There are no new recruits in the Tiger Cavalry Battalion. Most of them are taught by Guan Yu or Zhou Cang, and sometimes Guan Ping teaches them the experience of using swords on horseback.

They had established such a great reputation on the battlefields of the Central Plains, Northwest, and Jiangdong. Facing the Japanese who were not as tall as their horses, they were even worried that the enemy would be trampled to death by horse hooves if they charged with just one cavalry before even swinging their swords.

Rumbling--

During the early morning running, the monotonous sound of horse hooves gathered together, and it was like a thunderous sound on the plains. The one rushing at the front was naturally Guan Yu. His green robe covered half of his body, and underneath was a set of golden Mingguang armor. Next to him The one rushing ahead was old brother Zhou Cang.

"Unplug this place!" Guan Yu spurred his horse to run wildly, with the green dragon hanging upside down in his hand.

Amidst the sound of horse hooves, Zhou Cang nodded seriously: "Cang will clear the way for you!"

The running cavalry immediately separated, and a cavalry of 200 people followed Zhou Cang to the front. On the way, they encountered Japanese people who were running in panic. They didn't even look at them, and directly knocked them to the ground with their horses, trampling on their flesh and bones. , crushing towards the Japanese soldiers who were forming tense formation over there.

In the short time of more than ten seconds when he approached the sentry camp, Zhou Cang hung up his sword and drew his bow, and casually shot an arrow at the Japanese soldiers arrayed on the opposite side. Regardless of whether it hit or not, he drew back his bow and took out his sword. He touched the horse's belly with his feet, and the blade was hanging on it. On the ground, a voice shouted: "Kill them in twenty breaths!"

The speed of the two hundred tiger cavalry battalion behind them is getting faster and faster——

Outside the sentry camp, thirty-five people from Yamakawa Kamesaburo gathered in panic. Immediately, arrows flew over, knocking one of them down. At the same time, they cheered each other up, gathered together, and set up a gun formation in a compact array. .

Rumble!
The two hundred cavalrymen from the Tiger Cavalry Battalion, carrying broadswords with earth-shattering power, split into two groups as they ran wildly, bypassing the front of the spear array and running past from both sides like a tide.

The Japanese array kept rotating, and Zhou Cang suddenly swung his arm away, slashing through the bamboo spears with his broadsword, and several bamboo spears were broken into two pieces and raised into the air.

More cavalrymen swung their swords, and half of the bamboo spears of the entire thirty-five-man spear formation were cut off in half. Yamakawa Kamesaburo was also among them, and he threw away half of the bamboo spear in his hand.

He pulled out the blade from his waist and charged fiercely at the Xia cavalry who had just rushed over. The blade collided with the opponent's sword. The moment sparks flew up, his body was also hit by the horse, and he was knocked away hard before rolling down. On the ground, his mouth and nose were covered in blood.

The two hundred cavalrymen of the Tiger Cavalry Battalion did not pause at all, and were still flying with their broadswords horizontally. The thirty-five light legs seemed to be involved in the whirlpool, and the weapons in their hands were swept away in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, more cavalry troops came over, looking at the Japanese soldiers who were no longer a threat. The charging cavalrymen one by one, like pile drivers, drove crazily into the crowd.

Thick plasma, broken limbs, and flesh and blood were laid all the way in the direction the cavalry went.

The two charged down, and the thirty-five Japanese turned into bloody carpets as if they were stained on the ground.

Guan Yu did not charge. Such a battle did not require him to personally take action. When it was over, someone set a fire on the Japanese sentry camp.

When he did this, he was naturally not afraid of letting other Japanese people know about it. Instead, he deliberately let the Japanese people nearby and even over there in Heianjing know about it.

Guan Yunchang came directly to kill him!
(End of this chapter)