The Battle of Hangzhou seemed to have to be dragged into a long and lasting situation like the Battle of Cengang. On the first day, several rounds of attacks were invested, all of which were in the small town of Dinglan, and there were thousands of casualties that day.

After three days of war, the comfortable Jiangnan town completely turned into a hell form. The extended town buildings were twisted and squirmed, splashed with blood, and were blackened by flames. Among the streets, on the most common bamboo-tied deer firewood in Jiangnan, bloody heads were hung everywhere. At the entrance of the town, Saito Kojiro arrogantly held up his Japanese sword, croaking there, croaking and shouting at the Japanese.

"Take it open, Baga!"

Unfortunately, he let him shout loudly, no one in the dark Ming army camp opposite him dared to fight. In the past five days, the town has become a nightmare for the government army.

In fact, the official army has not won a chance in this battle. This is the case since Mao Jue commanded it. Strategically, this is the territory of the Ming Dynasty. The Japanese pirates went deep into the army alone and were most afraid of being surrounded. Therefore, they would rather leave the city to fight the official army than hold it in the city. If Mao Jue commanded, he would divide his troops to Xiaoshan and deviate from behind. The main force would camp on the spot and defend on the spot.

There were also many Ming army in Bird Gun, and the combat effectiveness of the Japanese pirates was much lower than that of Jiannu. They attacked each other in front and back, and incited Hangzhou citizens to rebel, within a few days, the Japanese pirates would be defeated and fled.

But now there is no chance. Not only did the attack hurt the morale of the army, but the heads were transported back to the city in baskets. Who dared to rebel with the virtue of a scholar like Wu Qing?

Today, the Ming army did not launch a decent attack. In the morning, they used tiger squat cannons and fired a random shot at Ding Lanzhen. The fire gun was still outside the range, and it was more than 200 meters, and the elephant could not hit it. It was no wonder that Saito Kojiro was so arrogant and rude.

It is estimated that the governor of Zhejiang Zhizhi, Ye Yunting, had lost his confidence in victory and had stored his troops here. He either hoped that the people of Hangzhou would rebel themselves, or waited for the Japanese pirates to steal them and return to the sea. Anyway, he would not dare to let him launch a large-scale attack, and the government army would not have the strength.

However, there is a Western military saying that I guess this Lord Ye has never heard of it, now or forever!

As night fell, after working hard for a long time, carrying a hot bird gun and a hot tiger squatting cannon, the Ming army returned to the camp exhausted and listlessly.

Moreover, the military camp composed of a large number of tents in the TV series is actually fictional. The weapons are all rusty, and there is no money to buy so many canvas. The soldiers can only cut down some wood branches and build a simple small shed to shelter from the wind and rain. What kind of ants and mosquitoes can't stop them at all.

The tragic people with hard conditions.

Only generals and civil servants are eligible to enjoy a comfortable tent.

"Damn it, I feed the mosquitoes, they hug the girls!"

Not far from the Central Army tent, he saw the sleeves of several women in Lord Zhao's tent waving in the firelight, and the tiger-squatting gunner Zhang Erniu, who had just set off firecrackers for a day, hummed with a dissatisfaction.

"Okay, Lao Zhang, you and I will be much lucky if you and Liu!"

Li Datou, a fellow bird gunman, turned over while yawning. Hearing this, Zhang Erniu couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

Indeed, at least they were still alive, unlike the unlucky guy in the same garrison. He was pulled into the third attack sequence the next day during the attack. The two of them survived. He was cut off by the ronin, and his head was still hanging on the bamboo fence at the intersection of Dinglan Town.

"Living is better than anything else!"

Still feeling uncomfortable, Li Datou turned back again and muttered vaguely. Before Lao Zhang could speak, the officers who were inspecting had already started to scold him loudly.

"Don't whisper!"

"Yes, go to bed! I have to make trouble tomorrow!"

I couldn't bear the mosquitoes on my head, so Li Datou simply grabbed a handful of leaves and covered his head. He stopped talking. The wind was still quite cold at night. He hugged the tiger squatting cannon that was still a little hot, and Zhang Erniu also closed his eyes.

It's good to be alive!

Two old military households who have been growing other people's fields for half their lives and have never eaten rice several times have no idea, but this hope has become a luxury.

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Although there was no night vision telescope, Mao Jue still raised his small cannon barrel and stood on Xiaoshan. The dim lights of the Ming army on the other side were clearly visible.

However, there were more people following him today. Seeing him put down the telescope with a serious expression, Chen Guangzuo couldn't help but ask with an old face again.

"Are you really going to start?"

"The arrow is on the string, I have to fire it!"

Mao Jue also shook his head helplessly, but then he turned around helplessly and spread his hands heavily at Chen Guangzuo.

"Uncle, after all, it's a 50,000 army. Do you really have no confidence at all?"

"You know it in your heart!"

The old face was as painful as an old monk. Chen Guangzuo also sighed. If he had panic when he heard the imperial court's army of thieves heading south, he would be disappointed now.

Listening to his sigh, he turned around and Mao Jue picked up the telescope again.

It was indeed an arrow on the string and had to be fired! Then the dark night, in the darkness that the telescope was difficult to recognize, suddenly the cold light reflected the moonlight and reflected it.

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"Who? Where is who?"

The straw sandals were whispering on the overwhelming seedlings, and they were patrolling boredly. Suddenly, the official army at the end of the patrol squadron turned around in shock.

However, this voice did not attract the attention of my fellow comrades.

"Asan, please stop being suspicious! Yes, you married Aguitar's wife, but he asked you to take care of her before he died. Don't worry, he can't come back to find you!"

What is this place? Behind the army that is so strong that it can support 100,000 officials! Who dares to nap under the tiger's nose? It should be from the same garrison, carrying a spear and yawning, and the sergeant still muttered without caring.

However, the sergeant's words did not comfort A San, who was holding the tail of the team, but his voice became even more trembling.

"But, but..., head..."

"I said there is no ghost, don't......"

Finally got angry, the gang turned around suddenly. Before he could finish his words, his pupils suddenly magnified the next second.

Just in the direction of Asan's finger, Haining was safe behind him. He saw countless ghosts. The cold and scattered Japanese swords looked more and more murderous. They were like a group of ghosts. They held the sword in both hands, and there was no sound. The nearest one was less than ten meters away from them.

He swallowed his saliva hard, and a second before the stern sword light enveloped his team, the sergeant shout finally cut through the silence of the night.

"Enemy, enemy attack, Japanese pirates are coming!!!"

Puff~

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The shouting finally caused chaos in the official army camp. It was too lack of training. Many people had not realized anything. Many people lay on the fence in shock and looked out. Slowly, a large string of glittering meteors in the sky suddenly reflected into their eyes. The howling wind sounded into their ears, and some veterans were suddenly awakened.

"Rockets of Japanese pirates, run!"

In an instant, the official army camp in the north was like an ant on a rainy day, scattering. Japanese arrows more than one meter long pierced into the human body, nailing the Xinting who was lying on the fence to watch the fun. The flames of the arrow ignited the tent, piles of forage, and the raging fire began to ignite half of the sky. At the gate of the camp, a thousand households were still trying their best to maintain order, but they were not afraid of a sneer coming from behind. They turned around in horror. The sharp blade and the terrifying mountain ghost mask sprayed with blood suddenly reflected into his pupils.

Pooh~

The shadow on the wall was shaking, a round thing flew up, and a little liquid splashed.

The number of soldiers behind was large, as many as 10,000, but here was leaning against the back, most of them were old and weak. They were captured in less than ten minutes. Under the moonlight, the real Japanese and fake Japanese who were rushing forward in a row with the Central Army again collided with the officers.

In front of the tent, a Japanese knife was waving. With a few crackling sounds, several officials were cut down one after another, and blood splattered on the tent. Behind the shack, a teenage boy shouted in fear, pushing the spear out, and stabbing it into the chest of a Japanese pirate who had just rushed out, and roared him into the grain truck.

Holding the spear and through the mountain ghost mask, the Japanese pirates still looked at him expressionlessly. Finally, their courage was exhausted and they let go of their hands. The young man screamed in fear and staggered backwards. There was no comrade beside him. Several cold Japanese swords caught up with him without any difficulty. The ronin on the left cut his leg with a knife and collapsed on the ground in pain. The official army stretched forward in despair. Behind him, he sneered with a grim smile and slashed with blood.

Just as the central government of the government was struggling to support the army, countless fireflies appeared in the front army. Then the thunderous iron cannons swept across the official camp. The bodies of the government troops standing on the stairs were scattered and fell down. The officials who were holding bird guns and trying to fight back were also in dismay.

Whether it is real or fake, everyone was holding a golden fan, holding a knife in his right hand, and holding a fan on his head with his left hand, shouting like a ghost. Under the reflection of the flames, the light reflected by the golden fan made the official army unable to open its eyes and rushed to the front. Saito Kojiro cut over the official army with two backhands, holding a bloody long knife, standing on a pile of hays, his eyes staring as if they were about to crack, and shouting arrogantly.

As his ghost screams, the officials in the front camp also retreated one after another.

The huge official army of more than 50,000 people turned into huge beef, and was allowed to cut in with knives from all directions and cut into countless pieces.

This is the combat plan formulated by Mao Jue. Because it is to command the Japanese pirates, it also refers to their local tactical strategies, and the woodpecker tactics used in the battle between Takeda Shingengawa Nakajima.

When a woodpecker pecks on a tree, it often pecks a hole above and leaves a wormhole below. Waiting in front of the hole, the insects in the vibration hole often escape from the wormhole below and fall into the woodpecker's mouth.

In tactics, our team is also used as bait like the previous hole to attract attention and send an elite surprise attack team behind the enemy. When the surprise attack team rushed into the enemy's back and fought fiercely, our team rushed forward and went all out.

Except for the first day, more than 20,000 Japanese pirates were not confident enough, and all of them were defending outside Hangzhou City. Every day afterwards, some elite roninmen were transported to Hangzhou Bay. The official army was not in progress and did not capture the city next to Hangzhou. The evil consequences of Xiaoshan County, which was separated by Qiantang River, were undoubtedly revealed. In four days, nearly 10,000 pirate troops were transported to the sea, and joined with more than 6,000 Japanese pirates who had previously besieged Zhoushan, landed in Haining again, and walked around the back of the official army.

"The Art of War: Attack" says: Knowing the enemy and knowing oneself will never be defeated in a hundred battles; knowing oneself without knowing oneself will win and lose; not knowing oneself without knowing oneself, you will never be defeated in every battle. Ye Yunting, the governor of Zhejiang Zhizhi, did not know how powerful his troops were, nor did he know the details and advantages of the pirate army. He relied on a big talk and a hundred thousand army came recklessly. If he could not defeat, he would have smoke from the ancestral tomb!

The swords and swords intersect and blood burst out. The government army has a last chance. After all, the official army is twice as many as the pirates, and the pirates' organizational ability is actually not strong. They are divided into more than a dozen forces, and they are intrigues with each other. If a powerful general stands up and turns the tide, he will stare at a few Japanese pirates and fight hard. With huge casualties, he will definitely make a gap. At least it will be no problem to defend the camp.

Unfortunately, the generals of the civilian leaders of the government army did nothing.

No one has stood up and turned the tide!

Amid the horrified screams, several Jiangnan singers who made Zhang Erniu salivate and fled in shock, dragging their sleeves and scattering. The elegant Governor Ye didn't care about them, even his ancestors and the gentleman taught by Saint Kong could not help but take care of the death of the crown. He actually wore the official hat and shouted at the personal soldiers beside him in panic.

"Thank the horse! Hold the horse quickly! Send each other to break through the siege, you are not a good person!"

Lying behind the shack, Zhang Erniu watched the magic of the sky these days. The Governor, who was shouting, lay on the horse and fled to the west. He disappeared in a blink of an eye. When he looked back, the front camp had completely fallen into a sea of ​​fire. He was so cruel that Zhang Erniu suddenly poked Li Datou, who was as dark as earth, and slanted his head towards the half-decayed Central Army tent.

Being confused, the old military man who had been planting for half his life and had more time to hold a hoe than a musket was unknown to nodded suddenly. The order had collapsed. The two birds quietly touched the tent of Governor Ye's central army. After a moment, they were full of things and fled in the opposite direction.

All the officials who eat the king's fortune and share the worries of the king have run away. What are we soldiers who are not full of adults and adults fighting for?

After most of the war, the entire Southern Army Corps was completely defeated. The huge barracks were burning with raging fire, as wild as daylight. Countless officials and soldiers fled in various scattered ways. By the Qiantang River, there were countless people who were either cut down to death, fell into the river, or simply desperately jumped into the turbulent Qiantang River. The dense corpses were mixed with blood, almost covering the river.

"Fifty thousand people! So vulnerable?"

In the telescope, Mao Jue shook his head in disbelief, which reminded him of the Daling River battlefield again. Not only is such an allies not worth relying on, but they will even drag you down at critical moments. In his heart, Mao Jue was extremely disappointed with the Ming Dynasty.

On the other end, Chen Guangzuo also clattered his shriveled lips, and the fresh smell of blood came towards him, so he simply shook his head.
Chapter completed!