War is like fighting, just like fighting.

If you don’t have a fast attack, you will attack slowly. Matsue Nobuzu really showed his patience. If I don’t attack, I will dig a trench. I will be slow. If you have the temper, you will come out and hit me?

Mao Jue has no temper. Although he is a landmine and cannon, he is eyeing him. In fact, the Dongjiang Army can do very little, so he can only watch the trench dug under his nose.

Moreover, Dongjiang's crisis is more than this.

January 17th, afternoon.

"Master General!"

Mao Jue had just started patrolling the city. Su Changmei, who had been managing military supplies and logistics on the other side of Yiqi Island, actually came to the door and cut him off the city with a serious expression.

Looking down at the city, the soil of this generation was not hard. Six trenches turned two corners as cover and had been dug within forty meters of their feet. From the end of the trenches, six or seven long whips several meters came out of the pit, slapped the ground hard, and pulled out ashes from the ground.

Living people cannot let their urine die. Matsuhira Nobutsu really came up with a solution to deal with the landmines of Ming army, which was the whip.

Using white phosphorus as a fuse was indeed an innovation in the era without a lightning pump, but this weakness was obvious. The container as a detonator was too fragile and usually needed to be protected by a double box. The fragility level could be shattered with a whip. Moreover, the explosion range was far less powerful than the mines in later generations. When you swipe the whip a few meters away, there were almost no mines that could not be removed.

Dozens of sharpshooters lay behind the female wall made of sacks, squinted their eyes at the trench below, and occasionally shot them coldly. However, this was Mao Jue's last method of harassment, and he still did not block the trench from approaching him one meter or one meter.

The fat man Su Changmei was sweating profusely. He lowered his head and hugged his fists there. Mao Jue was not interested in patrolling the city and followed him down the city. After a while, a medium-sized sailboat returned to Yiqi Island in a hurry.

"Master Jiang, here!"

In Su Changmei's guide, a row of thatched granaries were reflected in Mao Jue's eyes, but the most eye-catching thing was that on the wall of the granary and in the back of the house, grains of broken rice were scattered all over the floor. Looking at the food inside, it was almost gone.

"Who did it?"

"Return to General! Li Bing, under the command of the front road defense commander Cui Yongxiu, the last general dares to use his head as a guarantee!"

Speaking of which, most people in Dongjiang have been promoted, and only one person has been demoted, that is, Su Changmei, who allocated local materials to Fan Wenju, was equivalent to slashing his power.

But Su Changmei didn't care too much. The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. She was the manager of Tieyi before, and Tieyi didn't know how many people were staring at him. If she made a mistake, she would probably be stabbed to Mao Jue. Once her trust was lost, the person named Su was dead. Although he had less control, the pressure was transferred to Fan Wenju and his salary had not been reduced. He didn't care much.

Although his ability was not that great, he was relieved to take charge of military commanders. Since he was very confident, he was almost inseparable. Mao Jue did not seek verification, but instead looked at the direction of the broken rice flowing in a dwindling look.

"In a while, you send someone to send Li Bingzong a thousand stones of food!"

"Send..., we don't have much left in our military rations. You, do you really want to send food to this group of goods? We don't have much left!"

This time, Mao Jue was in a state of great momentum and wanted to chop off the old Japanese devils of Tokugawa, Japan, because there will be a shortage of food in the Dongjiang River next year, and he will squeeze out some food from the rich man Tokugawa. He actually didn't carry much military ration. This time, he was stolen by the Koreans of the Li family. Su Changmei wanted to settle the score with Li Shanhai, but she never thought that Mao Jue, who could squeeze out water when he usually slaughtered stones, was so generous this time.

"Only by giving up can you gain!"

Mao Jue was obviously not so willing to let it go. His old face was full of pain and he waved his hand sadly.

"The Li Dynasty's civil and military squads are also from noble people. If the army had not been sold out, they would have no shame to do this. The Japanese tunnels would have been dug to the city these days, and they just needed to stabilize these Li Dynasty people."

"But, these few days have passed, and our army's food will be exhausted!"

"As long as you finish this battle, your general will have a way to solve the problem of Japanese people and food!"

Seeing Mao Jue suddenly picked up the axe from the stolen granary on the ground and swung it forward. With a click, the axe blade was three points. The awesome murderous intent made Su Changmei tremble, and then her neck was cold and she clasped her fists.

"I will obey the order!"

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The entire battlefield was divided into two places. The four main forces of the coalition, the four regiments of the Tieyi regiments, the three regiments of Xiongjin, the mercenaries of the Li Chao, Shen Shikui's troops, and 10,000 Li Chao soldiers were stationed in Tucheng outside Nagasaki City. The remaining Li Jiucheng, the Liu brothers, the reserve soldiers and more than 10,000 Li Chao army were all stationed on Iqi Island. It was obvious that Li Shanhai put all the heavy bets on Nagasaki City. All military supplies and food gathered on the front line. The remaining 15,000 wounded soldiers and not so strong troops were abandoned by him. If you don't check it, you will know that these people had been out of food for more than three days. They relied on fishing and eating some weeds to not starve to death.

Having a thousand stones of food, although it still couldn't last a few days, it finally saved the morale of the army. Moreover, these guys began to feel more favorable to Mao Jue who rescued him. That night, six or seven officers came to thank him in person.

Although Li Shanhai was not too happy, there was nothing he could do about it.

This time of time bomb was delayed by Mao Jue, but the wildfire in front of him was burned to the bottom of his feet. On January 19th, the tunnel had hit Mao Jue Tucheng's feet.

"Master!"

The firearm officer's voice was hoarse, only less than a few meters away from him. Even if the trench was deep, he could see the heads of the Japanese warriors when he lowered his head. Six teams of firearm soldiers kept suppressing and shooting at the tunnel, and the chaotic bullets hit people unable to raise their heads.

However, these Japanese also knew that it was time to fight to the death. Later, Matsuhira Matsuhira Nobuzuo simply moved the money box to the front line, full of shiny gold. He dug back a basket of soil and rewarded a piece of gold. He would definitely have a brave man under the heavy reward. Warriors were wearing shields made of bamboo and quilts, stooping the soil to death, completely ignoring the sharp bullets that kept hitting beside him and his comrades who were screaming and falling down.

There were even a few fierce men carrying corpses on their heads, covering the people below to dig desperately, without a meter, almost all of them were exchanged for blood.

The day of blood dripping finally passed slowly under the bloody setting sun. There were as many as hundreds of corpses thrown to the edge of the trench, but the tunnel had already reached the bottom of the earth wall, and it almost opened to Mao Jue's trench. Digging forward, the earth wall was about to collapse.

Whether it was the Ming army or the Japanese army, the gunpowder smell before the war was already strong to the limit. The Ming army, who was on duty at night, looked down nervously from time to time, and fearing that the Ming army would destroy it, the Japanese did not leave at night, but just shrank into the trench with a lid. There is an idiom in China, "It's really the battlefield now."

Everyone is waiting for tomorrow and the bloody thing that rises with the sun.

In the nervous and nervous mood, the passing of the night was as short as a moment. As the red sun rose, the misty smoke of cooking and the roaring war drums also rumbled together.

Standing on the earthen wall, Mao Jue held the telescope with a gloomy expression. In his eyes, the fearless Suwa God Army, wearing red armor, stood there again in blood red.

"Fifty years of life are like dreams and fantasies. Life is like death, heroes and regrets! The men of the Wu family, the achievements on the sword are now! Pick up your sword, cut off the heads of these Tang Kou, and use the blood of these Ming people to pay tribute to the glory of the divine kingdom of Amaterasu's great gods! Come out!"

The sixth day of the Demon King, Oda Nobunaga's "Atsumaki" sentence by the nightmare of the Warring States Period, sounded quietly in front of the formation. Matsuhira Nobuzuki personally came to the formation to boost morale. The Suwa divine army was also filled with blood, and blood was pouring into the pupils. Suddenly, the war drums shook like thunder, and these fiery red warriors also burned into the trenches like wildfires.

Six fuses burned rapidly towards him. On the top of the city, Chen Rong's face was also twisted. He stood on the female wall with one leg. He did not care about the danger of flying arrows and arrows. He held up his sword and roared with all his might.

The howling lead and the roaring artillery fire were the continuation of his anger. Rows of dense bullet honeycombs hit the trench like this, and explosions also roared near the trench, causing blood and soil to spread all over the sky. The Dongjiang Army seemed to have fully opened fire.

However, with the protection of these six trenches below, the originally surging gunfire was suddenly weakened to the extreme. Although the six "lines of fire" were constantly breaking and boiling, they continued to continue. In less than a minute, thousands of Suwa divine troops rushed into the last defense under the earth wall. The trench, and countless knives and shovels slashed on the trembling earth wall.

However, what made these Japanese death squads unbelievable was that after a few shovels, the holes collapsed under the earth wall. The deep wall holes directly lead to the Mingjun camp. You could vaguely see the Ming people shouting in horror on the other side of the hole. After a moment of stunned silence, the Suwa Divine Army rushed in without hesitation.

Unfortunately, they were not born in later generations, had never played a game called League of Legends, and had never met a hero named Bud. If they had played it, they would have gained an extremely valuable experience.

Holes cannot be drilled randomly!

A few parts of the earth wall two or three meters thick were drilled into it, but the edge of the hole inside was several meters high and could not climb out at all. There were also companions crowded in from behind. The samurai who rushed in could only wave their samurai swords and rushed forward without death. The tunnel of dozens of meters was soon filled with people.

"When Zhuge Wuhou burned the seventeen caves of the Southern Barbarians back then, this was the feeling? But I have a clear conscience! I won't have any regrets, burn it for me!"

Even though he had not experienced that era, the burning, killing and plundering of the Japanese on China land was still imprinted into Mao Jue's bones. Unit 731, Nanjing Massacre, bloody crimes were brought to this era with the chaos of time and space. As the roared, Mao Jue's face was distorted. With the command, dark jars continued his anger and were thrown into these pits and smashed on the heads of these warriors.

I reached out to look at the sticky liquid in my hand. I didn't know who it was, and my extremely shrill screamed heart-wrenchingly.

"Tube oil!!!"

call!

The black smoke surged out from the sky, and the city that had just been shooting neatly seemed to be in chaos. The heart-wrenching screams burned by the fire inside were perfectly covered up by the noise on the battlefield, transmitting a wrong message to the eyes of the Japanese general Matsuhira Nobutsu.

Fighter plane!

"For the sake of Amaterasu's Great God, for the sake of the Emperor, attack!"

The raised samurai sword roared, and the blood that had already been waiting was boiling. Thousands of Japanese troops launched a second wave of attacks like a mountain torrent. The cold light of the samurai sword was reflected under the sun. The bloodthirsty eyes were written in their pupils. Faced with the artillery fire on the top of the city, the samurai army of bee pupa ran wildly.

But the samurai who were running wildly did not pay any attention to the Suwa God Army who escaped from the trench was frightened.

Three hundred meters, one minute, a large army like a mountain torrent fell to the ground under the earth wall, and ladders were densely supported forward, and the lead balls of the iron gunner were flying on the heads of the Ming army like hornets.

"It's been counted! Push!"

The voice was hoarse, Chen Rong on the top of the city was extremely excited. In his roar, cans of oil fell down tilted, and the sticky oil stained the shocked face in front of the fire cave. The astonishment immediately turned into despair. As a torch was thrown down, flames several meters high piping up, and the ladder and the people on the ladder instantly became mutton skewers, and they did not fall into the fire cave in a tragic roar like a human.

If you don’t have three points, how dare you go to Liangshan? This time I brought more murderers than food. Before leaving, Mao Jue had already made up his mind to kill Japan into a sea of ​​blood.

Since you don’t want to be bombed to death, I will burn you to death!

Moreover, before Mao Jue's three axes were finished, just as the flames evaporated and the attacking shogunate army was stagnant, the two cannons sounded again from the beach positions that had not been attacked on both sides. The earth wall door opened, and the next second, the earth began to tremble. Then, the eyes of these warriors were filled with overwhelming cavalry.

"Wow, little guys, your Liu family grandfather is here!"

Maybe he has a bad character, but he will never fall behind in the battle. Liu Xingzuo and other five brothers of the Liu family took the lead, and the galloping cavalry dragged the coldness from hell like the death knight and suddenly hit the waist of the Japanese army.

On the other side, Liu Chong also had blood in his pupils. Behind him, the angry Iron-Rule cavalry, with the arrogance of decisive male and female, also roared hard into the trembling Japanese army formation.

The horses whirled, blood splashed, spears rose, and head flew. In the time when Matsuhira Nobuzuo couldn't react, two high-speed moving cavalry scalpels were so close to the crowded and bloated team, shattering the chaotic and terrified warriors.

It was already difficult to ride a tiger. Without waiting for the frightened and angry Nobunaga Matsuhira to order that the Japanese army's wings, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were anxiously stripping away from their formation and rushing out. With the sound of drums, the surging Dongjiang soldiers followed the cavalry, and were moving forward without showing any weakness, biting the Japanese army alone trapped under the siege of Nagasaki. With the sound of creaking iron chains, a dark cannon stretched out of the cannon cabin.
Chapter completed!