The sixteen bronze bull horns were neatly crisp and crisp, and the thirty-two cowhide snares made a deafening roar under the violent beating of the shirtless man. The dark but shiny steel helmets above their heads reflected a neat cold light. One by one, the Dongjiang regiments, whether they were the pro-legions or militia regiments, were neat and outrageous, and the bayonets pointed at the front exuded amazing murderous intent.

However, in the majestic military movements, the main commanders of the East Country also seemed confused and uneasy. They never thought that their entire army would be incited. Although they were not the full strength of the Tokugawa family, they were also the main force. Strength was political life. The Tokugawa family, without the army, was not just Mao Jue's fart, and sweat kept flowing down Tokugawa's slightly obese face.

The girl "Emperor" under the gauze also turned her head away from her head in fear and kept begging.

"Master, can I do it?"

"Please let Sister Le'er change it!"

The spirit of the little emperor was already very exciting. Today, let Mingzheng come to the battlefield in person and fight to the death with the lover who fought for her. It would be a bit too difficult, so Mao Jue also played with Li Dai to pick up the zombies and flags of the royal family, broke up a flower pavilion, and pieced together to create such a temporary sixteen-carrying sedan chair.

The little emperor is Mao Jue’s most well-behaved girl, and she is so simple!

Although Mao Jue never called the little emperor she brought out, Sakura, who was born in the island country, dared not agree to the matter of pretending to be the little emperor. Yu Le'er was eager to try it out, but Mao Jue was trusting her. What if the battle was the most intense, she would have to come to the imperial guards in person? So she could only put on a simple shirt.

As he kicked the horse and walked lazily beside the sedan chair, Mao Jue waved his hand indifferently: "What's wrong with it? Didn't you be there too strongly on it the night before? Today I'm just sitting there, and I'm not going to have another **** old tree to pack the roots! Why are you nervous?"

"Okay, the war is about to start! Get ready!"

Her pink face almost didn't hold it into tomatoes, but Mau Jue was fooled by Suyi. She hurriedly sat down with a dangerous look, comforted her girl, looked at the dense army of the Eastern Kingdoms in front of her with her eyes slanted. Mao Jue yawned again and waved his hand lazily.

"Attack!"

"Great Fengxing, Lord Yuan Fengxing is organizing the Toyotomi Corps. After all, the enemy has a population of 90,000. I really don't have to wait for Lord Yuan to jointly attack?"

The Toyotomi family's old Tsuno family was anxiously advising him, but Mao Jue yawned again and then looked at the opposite side with gloomy eyes.

"A group of scattered soldiers and rascals! Half a day is enough to wash them bloodied!"

Ninety thousand troops, a very big tone, the 10,000 high-level flag-buildings under the main command of Daming of the Eastern Kingdoms were brought to Kyoto as a guard of honor, and are now leisurely scattered in various pools to soak in hot springs. The command system is missing, just like a snake slashing two-thirds of its head, it is good to have 30% of its combat power.

Moreover, the royal family and the famous Eastern Kingdoms Hui Banners are still in their hands. In terms of momentum, these guys are a little lower, with more people, just obese pigs! You should not be allowed to take a knife at the head.

Moreover, this is a time to show off. The Dongjiang Army easily defeated the main force of the East Kingdom. Mao Jue's military power will be even heavier in the future, regardless of the East Kingdom or the West Kingdom. Since the incident happened, it is impossible for Mao Jue to not interfere in the things in the East Kingdom. It defeated the army in front of him and gave him an excellent opportunity to intervene and support the trusted forces who lost to Dongjiang. How could he miss such a great opportunity?

However, as the commander of the Yizhou Corps of Dongjiang, Kong Youde did not have so much thought in his eyes. All he saw was honor and white silver. He defeated the ninety thousand army. The commander rewarded ninety thousand taels of silver. One head could add thirty taels of silver to his soldiers' pockets, especially to add a lot of money to his record, defeating the ninety thousand army. When he returned to Dongjiang, he could also use gold to create a medal and award it to himself. He hung it on his chest. Kong Youde had the capital to urge him to be proud of it! He was so excited that he was a little trembling all over. Kong Youde, who was tall and strong as a beast, was waving his command knife with all his might.

"The General has his life! Attack!!!"

The drum sound stopped, and the dark and shiny Dongjiang cannons were pushed out in the creaking sound. They were too familiar with Dongjiang's tactics. Two lecturers from Kyoto Donglin, scholars from Jiangnan, walked to Guomatsumaru in a hurry and supported his shoulders anxiously.

"Honor! Dongjiang is going to attack! Are you going to say a few more words?"

The blood was still falling down on his fist. For Guosongmaru, this pain was no longer important. He had been working hard for dignity and supporting each other for each other. When he reached this point, he was facing Mingzheng's cold face. Guosongmaru even had an epiphany of the four elements that were empty for a moment.

He turned his head blankly, but his eyes were the same confused face of the Ida team. He was stunned for a few seconds and no longer had any passion. Kunimomaru just shook his sleeves coldly.

"If you don't want to die, then fight!"

He got on the horse again, resisted and looked back at the figure behind the veil on the sixteenth carriage. In his heart, Guosongmaru roared heartbrokenly.

You want to dance! I will dance with you today!

But looking at the gloomy back of his leader, those who remained in the front army were still confused.

But in this kung fu, the black red cannon has been corrected. In this era, no one is qualified to confront Dongjiang without any covert, even the arrogant Qing army cannot do it!

Boom~

Heavy shrapnel burst out above the head, and tiny bullets hit the heads of these Hokuriku warriors who had not fought with Dongjiang. Even the iron helmets and southern barbarian armor could not be aware of the chemical energy of these dozens of kilograms of gunpowder, not to mention that many warriors were still naked, Yue led the way. Puchi Puchi was like a slaughterhouse, and the battle formation disappeared in rows, and the warriors who had several blood holes popped out by the shotgun rushed to the ground.

Not only the terrifying shrapnel, but the two shells tied together grape bullets turned around and twisted off their bloody upper body. The solid lead-bomb bowling ball bounced in the team like a terrifying ball, knocking the obstacles it encountered to the ground. People are not as strong as the bowling ball, and the bones keep making crisp sounds of breaking.

A regiment had two red cannons, ten small-caliber field cannons, militia regiments were cut in half, forty heavy cannons, and two hundred field cannons roared one after another to take over the silence of drums. With the shelling alone, the Ida team warriors, who had never encountered such fierce firepower, were torn apart. The Eastern samurai who were exposed to the artillery fire, were both terrified and began to retreat. Behind them, Kong Youde waved his sword again.

"attack!"

As the black smoke stormed, the balls of Dongjiang were like black tofu blocks, holding flintlock rifles and sprinting forward in neat steps.

After all, even though the warrior class was known as the samurai class, there were still some resistances even if they retreated on the entire line. More than a dozen Hokkaido warriors suddenly pulled the bow of the marching Dongjiang Army, their eyes full of fierceness. Even if they were dead, they had to change a few of them in the Dongjiang Army. While waiting anxiously, these steel tofu pieces were approaching bit by bit, but they didn't wait until the marching regiment entered the effective range. The team that was still moving forward suddenly stopped, followed by a weird shout.

"Master!"

The final impression of these warriors is the brilliant gunfire everywhere!

Almost occupied the position at the speed of the march. Within thirty minutes of the war, ten regiments pulled into rows were already standing on the layers of Ida samurai corpses. The smoke of the storm made commander Kong Youde choke and cough. His big hands wearing white gloves swear to the smoke. Before Kong Youde could appreciate his own battle results, the fierce roar of war horses was already heard in his ears.

Just like the eight banners of Jianzhou that had been driving the defeated infantry of the Ming army countless times, the agile Dongjiang horseman waved his sabre and shouted horns and hung tightly behind the defeated army of the Ida team. While moving, they continued to chop the Hokuriku warriors at the end of the team. With corpses, these Eastern soldiers who came with their dreams of coming to the Kingdom of God but had a shattered dream here cried and were fleeing back, driven, and crashed into Tokugawamoto's army on the Kanto Plain.

Following the formation they torn apart, the majestic Liaodong cavalry cut the butter with a hot knife, and it was hard to insert it into the military formation.

In front of the brigade of cavalry running at high speed, the infantry, which was messy and lacked formation protection, was simply fish on the chopping board. Four thousand cavalry hung by, and the shiny sabre was swung down, leaving only a trace along the way. One of his arms was cut off by a knife, and his feet were squirting blood. He screamed and climbed. In a panic, he suddenly hugged Guosongmaru's boots and cried loudly.

"God sent me to save me! I still have my mother in my family, so I can't die!"

At this time, he was also shocked, and Guomatsu Maru looked at the bloody blood in disbelief.

Indeed, he was smart, ambitious, and had enough strategy. But Guomatsumaru's only shortcomings were that he had never experienced a battle formation. The battlefield and the expectation were two completely different concepts. It was fine if the attack was defeated last night. Today, he finally penetrated repeatedly and finally misappropriated the 90,000 troops in his hands. Even the troops of less than 30,000 people in Dongjiang could not bear it for a moment. Another deep sense of powerless frustration came to his heart.

The more proud the person is, the harder it is to admit his failure. He has no compassion and kicked away the wailing foot. The young Toyotomi head pulled out the knife again, and the madman roared like a madman.

"The supervisor team! Those who retreat will die! Those who dare to escape will be killed without mercy!"

Amid the messy footsteps, the foot that lost an arm was trampled and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and no longer had a rest. The dense sound of iron cannons sounded behind the formation, and had been brainwashed by Ye Yin Bushido. The fanatical soldiers pulled the trigger at their own people and even their fellow villagers without hesitation. The desperate Kanto warriors howled sadly and formed a team again. But before they could gain a foothold, the bloodthirsty beast-like Dongjiang Army rushed out again in the dark smoke.

The achievements were discounted, and they became a joint defeat of 90,000 rebels with the Dongjiang Horse Riding Team. The anger caused by depression made Kong Youde's face look particularly ferocious. In the murderous bayonet charge, he rushed to the front. The sharp bayonet skillfully peeled off the spear blocking in front of him. With the cracking sound, two men like beasts howled at the same time. The cold blade picked up everyone and then threw them out. In the roar of Kong Youde's beast, the splashed blood flew down like colorful cherry blossoms.

On the other side, in the direction of Kyoto Liupolo, the two Toyoto family corps, which had just completed the rectification, also arrived at the battlefield with concern in their pupils. Yuan Chonghuan, who was dressed in military uniform, also led the way into the chaotic battlefield in Osakabara, suburbs of Beijing, chopped and slapped wildly, and roared with all his might.
Chapter completed!