I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

When a big hole was blasted out of the outer city wall, everyone on the inner city wall stared at all this in a daze.

Suddenly there was a breeze blowing towards Chanup and the others.

When the wind blows here, it brings a strong and a little unpleasant smell—this is a peculiar smell that is a mixture of the smell of gunpowder and the burnt smell of things after being burned, which is tantalizing. vomit…

"Prepare for the bombardment! The artillery of the Japanese Army should hit the inner city wall soon!" Facing the scene that seemed to crumble to everyone in the Red Moon Fortress, Chanup was the first to react, Gao Howling at the people around...

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Outside the city, the shogunate army camp, the whole army's main line—

You don't need to use a telescope to see. People who are not blind can clearly see the wall that blocked them for 9 days, and a big hole was blasted out by their artillery fire.

Feeling exuberant, Inamori laughed extremely happily.

"Fantastic!" Daamori smiled proudly without concealing himself, "Finally, this nasty city wall was blown down!"

Inamori waved his military match:

"Send orders to the artillerymen and big barrelers! Keep firing! Give me the inner walls of the fortress...huh?"

Before Inamori's new order was finished, he saw snow falling in front of his eyes, falling on his army uniform and armor.

He raised his head and looked at the sky-what came into view was the beautifully embellished snowflakes that had filled the entire sky with dark clouds since dawn.

The snow is heavy. When Inamori first raised his head, it was still "medium snow." After only a few breaths, the snow became heavy snow with goose feathers and strong winds.

"Tsk..." Inamori curled his lips, revealing a very unhappy expression, "Heaven is not beautiful... It is so heavy snow at this time..."

"Master Inamori." A cronie standing beside Inamori whispered at this time, "Such a snowstorm, you can't use firearms anymore."

"I know..." Inamori said solemnly, "There is no way...Let the artillerymen and barrelists temporarily withdraw. After the wind and snow stop, solve the last wall of the fortress."

In this era, even the most advanced artillery and gunpowder in Europe are extremely afraid of rain, wind and snow-because in such weather, gunpowder is very easy to get wet.

So there is no need for this cron to remind him, Inamori also knows that their firearms are temporarily useless in this environment.

"In the previous wave of bombardment, the shells and gunpowder we brought was at least one third less..." At this time, another cronie drew the corner of his mouth and continued with regret, "These are not cheap." …"

"Now this time, don't worry about the money anymore..." Inamori said in a helpless tone.

After that, Inamori got up and left Mazza under his butt.

"I'll go back to the camp and take a rest. When the wind and snow stops or gets smaller, I will tell me as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

"Master Inamori!"

Before Inamori went far, another person called his name and stopped him.

It was Gui Yizheng who stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Daamori turned and looked at Gui Yizheng.

"Now, the gang of barbarians' outer city walls have been blasted down by us. I must be scared to break through." Gui Yizheng said slowly, "Do you need to persuade them to surrender again?"

"No." Inamori replied without thinking.

He raised his disgusted gaze and looked at the fortress in the distance.

"These days, the barbarians have countless opportunities to surrender to us, but they all choose to resist."

"They need to pay for their stupid resistance."

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Crimson Moon Fortress, Kunoya's Clinic—

"Little girl, why are you sitting up again?"

As soon as Kunoya returned to the clinic, she saw Ah Ting who was sitting leaning against the wall.

"Kunoya, you are back."

Ah Ding cast a surprised look at Kunoya.

"It's really strange to see you back during this time period..."

"You said two days ago that my body is recovering well, I can sit and walk slowly."

Ah Ding patted his chest.

"Recently, I can only lie down every day, and it almost tires me to lie down. So I want to sit and stand more while I can sit up and stand up now."

"Well... I did say this before. But you should also remember to rest more and don't force yourself too much."

"Kunoya." Ah Ding asked at this time, "You came just right... I want to ask: I just heard a very dense cannon sound, and... something like something falling out. What happened? "

Kunoya: "It's not a big deal."

Kunoya, who didn't want to stand and talk to others, sat cross-legged next to Acho, using a proficient technique to clean up the tobacco residue from the pipe that never left her body, and then continued.

"It's just that the Hejun outside the city used firearms to blow up a big hole in our outer city wall."

In a few words, Kunoya summed up the things that hadn't been long since the end.

"...Suddenly there was a heavy snowstorm, making the Hejun's firearms temporarily useless, so the Hejun's offensive is now temporarily stopped."

"Fortunately, the retreat order of Chanup was given in time. Everyone on the outer wall rushed to escape from the wall before a hole was blasted out of the wall. Only a few people were accidentally thrown by the fragments from the rupture of the wall. Smashed and suffered minor injuries."

"So it's rare for me to have too many wounded to deal with today, so I can come back early and have a rest."

After learning what had happened just now, Ah Ding did not immediately express any thoughts about this event, which was undoubtedly a big news for the entire Red Moon Fortress.

Instead, first put an unbelievable expression on Kunoya.

"...Kunoya, you're so calm..." Ah Ding couldn't help but whispered in a slightly puzzled tone, "The outer city wall was blasted out of a big hole. How could you be so calm..." "

"I've said it many times." Kunoya shrugged and smiled, "I am used to seeing a lot of wind and waves. I am used to seeing big winds and waves, and now there is basically nothing to do. It makes me panic."

Kunoya tucked the cleaned pipe back into her arms.

"Now, Chanup and the others are taking advantage of the current Hejun offensive to stop, and take the time to discuss how to deal with the firearms of the Hejun."

"But I don't think they should be able to discuss anything..."

"The artillery and barrels of the Hejun are placed where our bows and arrows and muskets can't hit, and we can't send people to attack, and that would just die."

"Today...maybe be the last day of this struggle..."

These days, Kunoya, who basically puts on an expression of "I don't care about anything", is rarely serious at this time.

"...Little girl. I'll just ask you a question. Have you ever thought about how to protect yourself after the city is broken? Huh? Little girl, are you in a daze?"

Kunoya found out at this moment that Ah Ding next to him had his head slightly lowered for some time-as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that Ding did not respond to her, Kunoya just wanted to raise her hand to shake A Ding, Ding suddenly raised her head:

"Miss Kunoya, can you take me to Mr. Chanup and them? Just now."

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The Red Moon Fortress, Chanup’s home—

"...There is no other way but to send someone out to kill those guys who use firearms..." After saying this, Retannoe slowly bends down like a waist that has lost support.

"But this is no different from suicide." Lin Ziping, who was sitting across from Reitanoët, retorted unceremoniously. "You should have seen it just now. There are many guards beside those artillerymen and big gunners. of."

"Moreover, the Hejun has cavalry. Once they see us sending people out of the city, they can immediately send cavalry to encircle us."

"Rushing down the city wall is just an act of dying."

"Then you say what else we can do now?" Reitanoer and Lin Ziping confronted each other, "Silently wait for the wind and snow to stop, and then sit and watch them continue to bombard our walls?"

Lin Ziping: "..."

Lin Ziping remained silent and lowered his head.

The atmosphere of the room became more depressing because of Lin Ziping's silence.

Since the offensive of the Peace Army ceased, Chanup and the others have held an emergency meeting to discuss how to take the Peace Army’s artillery.

However—they have not discussed a perfect method until now...

"...Retannoe was right." At this moment, Chanup's low voice sounded, "We now have no other choice but to go out of the city to get rid of their gunners and gangsters."

"Gather our dog sleds together. This will increase the speed of movement more or less."

"I personally took a group of the most powerful archers out of the city, and used rockets to shoot at the artillerymen and barrelmen. As long as they could ignite their gunpowder and cause an explosion, I would be able to blast them all into the sky."

As soon as Chanup's voice fell, everyone present looked at him in shock.

"Mr. Chanup, do you want to personally lead people out of the city?" Lin Ziping said first.

"This is an extremely dangerous task." Chanup said calmly. "To get out of the city and face the army of people-this requires people with enough weight to take the lead and rush forward, and the rest have the courage to keep up. ."

"And this kind of combat is what I proposed. I will be the person who takes the lead in the charge. It is most suitable."

"At the same time, I personally go into battle, which can also boost morale and fighting spirit to the greatest extent, so that the odds of winning this battle will increase more or less."

Retannoe: "Chanup..."

When Retannoe wanted to say something more, Chanup interrupted him first:

"Retanoy, I know what you want to say."

"No need to persuade me anymore."

"Whether we can resolve the artillery and magnates today has a bearing on the success or failure of our struggle."

"If someone else takes the lead in the charge, the effect is definitely not as good as if I came to play in person."

"So you guys shouldn't be in vain to persuade me."

"I will personally take the lead in the charge-to bring more chances of victory to this battle."

Chanup's tone does not contain any hesitation or hesitation, which is indisputable.

Reitanoer's lips opened and closed, closed and opened, and finally the full words turned into a long sigh.

The surrounding atmosphere is still solemn-but there is a little more sorrow in the solemnity.

"While the offensive of the Hejun has not yet begun again, we will start mobilizing everyone to make rockets."

Chanup said as he stood up slowly.

"Do as much as you can."

"Retannoe, you go to the warehouse and transfer the oil we have in stock..."

"Chanup! Chanup! Chanup!"

The shouts that kept calling Chanup's name suddenly spread from outside the house to the house.

Chanup frowned and looked outside: "Kunoya?"

call!

The curtain was opened, and two women appeared in Chanup's field of vision following the opened curtain.

One of the women was Kunoya, whom everyone was familiar with.

As for the other woman, most of them are very eye-catching-except for Chanup and Lin Ziping.

"Huh?" Chanup raised his eyebrows vigorously. "Kunoya, why did you bring Miss Ading here too? And-what is the thing that you are carrying on your back?"

Except for Chanupu and Lin Ziping, the woman who was very eye-catching was Ah Ding.

At this moment, Ah Ding is closely following Kunoya. Because she has just returned to a normal walking state in the past few days, her cheeks are still not bloody, and her steps are a little weak.

"This is the little girl's thing." Kunoya smiled bitterly and patted the big cloth bag on her back. "I don't know exactly what it is, it's quite heavy."

"This little girl seems to have something important to tell you, insisting on asking me to bring her to see you."

"Also let me help me back this rather heavy thing."

Kunoya carried a big, long rod-shaped cloth bag behind her back.

Because of the tightness of the cloth bag, it is difficult for outsiders to see what is inside the cloth bag.

"You want to tell me something?" Chanup cast a suspicious look at Ah Ding.

"Mr. Chanup," Ah Ding said, "I have heard about everything that happened this morning from Kunoya."

"I might...can help a little bit."

Speaking of this, Ah Ding took down the thing Kunoya was carrying, put it on the ground, and then untied the cloth that was tightly wrapped around the things inside.

Soon, Ah Ding untied the big cloth bag.

After the big cloth bag was untied, everyone present-including Kunoya who had just brought this thing back over, all looked at the things exposed after the cloth bag was untied with shocked eyes.

Inside the cloth bag are 5 muskets.

Five muskets with slightly different styles and flintlocks.

"Kentucky...long rifle..." Lin Ziping stared at the five muskets and said in a daze.

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Outside the city, the shogunate army camp, the whole army's main line—

Inamori stretched out while slowly walking out of his camp.

Just now, Inamori took a nap—because of his good mood, Inamori rarely slept extremely sweetly.

"Very good... the wind and snow stopped." After leaving the camp, Inamori looked up at the sky and smiled triumphantly.

After Inamori walked out of the camp, several Inamori's cronies who had been guarding outside the camp immediately greeted him.

The sky, which was still blowing in the wind and snow, has now stopped roaring, and even the dark clouds have dispersed slightly, and some faint sunlight is shining through the gaps of the dark clouds.

Inamori, who is looking forward to breaking the Red Moon Fortress within one day today, has been secretly praying for the wind and snow to stop soon since the wind and snow fell.

But now that the snowstorm has finally stopped, is there any reason to delay it any more?

"Send orders to the gunners and big tubers!" Inamori said loudly to the cronies who had just greeted him, "Crash down the last wall of the barbarians for me!"

A scene exactly the same as this morning appeared.

The artillerymen pushed their artillery.

The big pipers carry their big pipes.

Under the **** of hundreds of soldiers, he walked slowly out of the barracks. They went to the firing position this morning before stopping, and then began to fill gunpowder and shells into the guns and barrels they were responsible for.

So far, one scene and one scene are exactly the same as this morning.

But at this moment—

"Ah ah ah ah ah-!"

Someone suddenly clutched his left shoulder, fell to the ground, and wailed sternly while rolling on the ground.

This sorrowful wailing slowly began to make the scene very different from this morning.

This gunner who fell suddenly to the ground and howled naturally shocked everyone around him.

"What happened?!"

"What happened?!"

"Hey! What's wrong with you? Let me look at your shoulder!"

"He was shot!"

"Shot? Where did the projectile come from?"

"Is it the projectile shot by the barbarians?"

"Impossible! Such a long distance! How could it be possible to shoot...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The soldier who just yelled "Impossible", before he finished his words, he clutched his belly, wailed, fell on the ground and rolled, and the blood immediately stained the snow under him. It was red.

Everyone just wanted to check out the second companion who was suddenly shot and injured—

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Another person was hit by a projectile. This time, he was hit in the thigh.

Then the 4th man was shot, the 5th man was shot, the 6th man was shot...

More and more people were hit by projectiles from nowhere.

The wailing of those who have been shot is intertwined, like a giant hammer hitting the hearts of the remaining people who have not been shot.

I don't know where the projectile came from, and I don't know whether the next person hit by the bullet is myself-this fear of the unknown makes the panic spread at an extremely appalling speed.

"Where did these projectiles come from!"

"It should be the projectile shot by the barbarians!"

"How could it be possible to shoot so accurately at such a long distance...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

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At this moment—

"Shooting." Ah Ding said to the shooter next to him in a heartless tone.

A young man in charge of acting as an interpreter for Ah Ding immediately translated what A Ding had just said to the archer who was sitting next to A Ding.

boom!

After receiving the "shooting" instruction, the shooter immediately pulled the trigger, and then handed the Kentucky long rifle with empty shots to the person next to him who was in charge of filling the shots, and he took the new gun that was just ready to shoot.

A Ting grasped the barrel, fixed his eyes on the gunner and big barrel outside the city, fine-tuning the gun body.

"I was caught so hard that it would be difficult for me to aim."

The translator translated Ah Ding's words to the archer again. The shooter then quickly relaxed his grip on the gun.

"Okay, shoot."

Gunshots fired.

Another artillery shot in his hand, then fell on the snow and wailed.

Ah Ting's body is still very weak, and her injured position is still on the part of the collarbone, so it is difficult to withstand the recoil of the Kentucky long rifle.

So-Ah Ding handed over the shooting task to others.

He is responsible for adjusting the gun body and aiming at the enemy.

The shooter only needs to pull the trigger.

Next to the shooter, there are four people who are responsible for filling the projectiles. Their task is also very simple: responsible for reloading the rifle that has shot out the projectiles with the projectiles.

There are a total of 5 Kentucky long rifles in Ah Ding, one is used for shooting, and the other 4 are used as spares-this number is enough to ensure the continuous rain of bullets.

One person is responsible for aiming, one person is responsible for shooting, and four people are responsible for loading projectiles-this kind of "shooting team" looks a bit different at first glance, but it is such an alternative combination that gives the artillery and gangsters outside the city a head-on. hit.

"It's amazing..." Lin Ziping stared blankly at the artillerymen and gangsters who were already in a mess in the distance. "Although they use the Kentucky long rifle, which is known for its range and accuracy, this shooting technique is really too good. incredible…"

Even Lin Ziping, who had met the world, was surprised by Ah Ding's shooting skills, let alone other people.

Chanup, Retannoe, Tangshen...all the people are basically dumbfounded now.

And the same is stunned, and it's not just them.

Outside the city, Inamori, who was expecting to see a big hole in the inner city wall of the Red Moon Fortress, was also blasted out of the city. Now, his eyes are wide and his mouth is open.

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Outside the city, the shogunate army camp, the whole army's main line—

Inamori didn't notice the peculiarities of the artillery formation until more than a dozen people were overturned by Acho's long-range snipers.

Because his whole body and mind just now were placed on the inner city wall, looking hopefully at his expectation, he was about to be blasted out of the inner city wall with a big hole soon.

It wasn't until the artillery array was delayed to fire, that Inamori looked at the artillery array with binoculars with a face of confusion, and then saw the artillerymen and barrelists who were overturned one by one.

Inamori didn't know what happened.

But he knew-if he didn't remove the people quickly, his few talents who knew how to operate artillery and barrels would die out.

So, after putting down the binoculars, Inamori immediately shouted at the messenger beside him in a tone full of anxiety:

"Send an order to the artillery array! Let them withdraw immediately!"

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Red Moon Fortress, inner city wall—

"Found something good..."

While murmured, Ah Ting smiled as if a bad boy succeeded in making a beautiful prank.

With amazing eyesight, he can clearly see the positions of the generals and soldiers in the artillery array even without using binoculars.

She was looking for something from the beginning.

After shooting down nearly twenty people, clearing the debris, and making her vision clearer, she finally found the target she had been looking for—the gunpowder box.

Ah Ding grasped the barrel of the rifle next to him and adjusted the barrel.

The gunpowder box is much smaller than the human body, so even Acho cannot guarantee that it will definitely hit the gunpowder box.

In order to get a hit, Ah Ting is now terribly focused, and even his breathing slows down unconsciously.

"...Shoot." Ah Ding let go of the barrel he was holding.

boom!

The scorching pellets flew out of the barrel, creating hot waves in the air.

Because of the distance, the projectile deviated from the original orbit after flying out for a while, and the flight path changed from a straight line to a parabola.

The projectile falling through the parabola fell on the gunpowder box full of gunpowder.

boom!

The loudness is not as good as the roar of the collapse of the outer city wall this morning.

The projectiles that fell into the gunpowder box ignited the gunpowder and caused an explosion.

The fire wave generated after the explosion ignited all the gunpowder in the remaining gunpowder boxes.

The explosions were superimposed with explosions, and finally mixed into a huge explosion that enveloped almost the entire artillery array.

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Inamori stared blankly at the artillery array where flames were still raging after the explosion...or the "original artillery array".

What's happening in front of me is too dramatic...

This morning, he successfully established the sturdy record of blasting the outer city wall and the artillery formation he had high hopes for. In the blink of an eye, all of them were buried in the sea of ​​flames.

This too dramatic change gave Inamori a very strong illusion of doubting whether he was in a dream.

Inamori wanted to give himself a punch now to see if he was really in a dream.

The generals around, their expressions are similar to those of Inamori now.

Some generals who recovered, consciously buried their heads, watching their noses and hearts, keeping silent.

After an unknown period of time, the silent and strange atmosphere of Honjin was finally broken by Inamori.

"...Send the order to the Second Army." Inamori, whose eyes were slightly red with anger, gritted his teeth, "The whole army will go out and take the last wall of the Red Moon Fortress for me!"

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"Successful..." Tang Shen, who was holding his Japanese sword, looked at the flames of the cannon formations of the large group of generals and soldiers in the distance, and whispered subconsciously. , "Successfully destroyed the Hejun artillery array..."

After the artillery array was bombarded, the inner city wall was silent at first.

Then gradually there was a little noisy voice.

Finally-it turned into cheers.

On the inner city wall, almost everyone was cheering, cheering for the victory just now.

This morning caused them to suffer a great deal, and they took what the other party could not do, and they are now buried in the sea of ​​flames-this kind of pleasure, this feeling of aftermath, made almost everyone cheered and celebrated spontaneously.

And as the absolute protagonist of this big victory-A Ding. She took a breath now, a little tired and a smile on her face.

Everyone flocked to Ah Ding, celebrating the victory—this is what happened next...

Woo—! Woo—! Woo—! Woo—!

But the sudden sound of conch, made everyone's cheers come to an abrupt end.

"...It seems to have to wait until tonight to celebrate." Tang Shen muttered, UU reading www. uukanshu.com clenched the Japanese sword in his palm.

"Sure enough..." Chanup said in a deep voice, "The artillery array is gone...Should we send ordinary troops to attack..."

Chanup took off the bow and arrow behind his back: "The peace army is about to attack! Ready to meet the enemy!"

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PS: Every time I write "Kentucky Long Rifle", I always involuntarily write "Kentucky Long Rifle"...