"rise!"

Amid the scolding of the frontline officers, teams of Ming soldiers stood up and prepared for the war.

But Yang Tiansheng was thinking hard that when managing the four islands of Japan, he could not rebel for a while. Judging from this momentum, the Japanese were wild and untamed. After all, they were born as a pirate leader, and Yang Tiansheng had no choice but to think about it.

The only way to kill is to kill people, and the killing will naturally be convinced.

If a pirate leader wants to convince the public, he can only refuse to recognize his relatives and compare who is more cruel.

After gritting his teeth, Yang Tiansheng decided to be ruthless in the next time. Is it more ruthless? I am afraid of who will come in this life?

While speaking, the defeated soldiers had already reached the range. The front-line officers were a little hesitant. They were all confidants of the king of Houshuiwei, and the Japanese soldiers who were very well-behaved and gentle on weekdays. In order to please the Ming army stationed in the Japanese, the Japanese senior officials sent women to treasures.

It's just a common thing, many of the defeated soldiers are familiar with each other. Behind the large number of defeated soldiers are rebels who are chasing like madmen. Xueliang's Japanese sword slashed the palace guards into a defeated army.

During the hesitation, the defeated soldiers had entered a cordon within a hundred steps.

Yang Tiansheng said suddenly at this time: "Start a gun."

The personal soldiers on both sides were shocked. At this time, the guns were fired and the injuries were all their own people.

Yang Tiansheng said angrily: "Shit the gun!"

The front line officers no longer hesitated to order fire. Then a continuous sound of gunfire sounded. When the smoke of gunfire rose, the unprepared palace guards fell into pieces. Another round of muskets fired, and the smoke of gunfire filled.

The Japanese soldiers wearing black armor were beaten to the point of flying backwards and were attacked on both sides as if they were trapped in the underworld. There was no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the ground, and they all fell under the attack of friendly and rebels.

The gunshots stopped a little, and the Ming soldiers in the front row handed over the fired muskets to the back.

The soldiers in the back row stuffed the loaded muskets in front, and densely packed heavy muzzles. A burst of white smoke quickly emerged from the black muzzle, pouring the projectiles at an astonishing rate of fire. The palace guards quickly suffered all casualties.

The battlefield fell into strange silence, and after a moment, a large number of rebellions howled and launched a charge, wielding Japanese swords and rushing wildly at the barricades that the Ming army was defending. The gunshots were fired, and the Japanese warriors with blood on their bodies were beaten backwards.

Many people were shot and smashed into pieces.

The gunshot was heard, and the warrior who was coming like a tide screamed and fell, but another wave of attacks started.

The queuing was a little messy, but it did not weaken the lethality at all. The warriors wielding the Japanese sword fell in groups, slapping the solid reefs like surging waves. The waves of charge hit the solid reefs one after another.

But after waves of collisions, they shattered.

On the front line, the whistleman Zhao Pu held a sword and mechanically issued an order to open fire.

More than a dozen rounds of muskets fired volleys. After the purification efficiency was greatly improved, the gunpowder, which emitted less smoke, still covered the front line and blocked his vision. Zhao Pu had long been used to this kind of scene, and had seen it. He was happy two years ago.

The battle between Jianlu at the peak was repeated. The sight was blocked, and the soldiers would naturally shoot out the scorching bullets and shoot round after round of dense volleyballs.

"shoot!"

With a roar, Zhao Pu's voice was a little dry, but he quickly took out a wet cloth to cover his mouth and nose. Zhao Pu gave the order mechanically, but his mind flew back to the battle at Xifengkou. The Han army of the Later Jin Dynasty was comparable to these Japanese people.

It was so fierce that it was rushing up densely, and it could not be defeated. Even Kaiyuan Army was destroyed in that battle. It was so painful. Every time I recalled it, my heart was bleeding. People came before the sound of the gunpowder arrived and howled

A Japanese warrior was unscathed in the sound, rushed into the smoke of gunpowder, with a ferocious face and a raised Japanese sword like a ghost.

Bang!

With a sound of a gun, a quick-witted personal soldier raised his hand gun and killed the Japanese soldier who miraculously broke through the fire net.

The Japanese soldiers fell down howled. Zhao Pu woke up and pulled out the pistol at his waist. The front line officers and deputy team officers, some elite veterans drew out the pistols and pointed them in front, and killed the Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to break through the firepower blockade.

The sound of volleys was mixed with the crisp sound of the guns. The calm officials raised their guns and shot down the Japanese soldiers who broke through the fire net. They loaded them slowly, giving the soldiers on the front line.

Great confidence.

Half an hour later, the shouts of killing subsided.

Zhao Pu ordered the stop of shooting guns, and the soldiers in the front row could not hold on for half an hour.

"retreat!"

With a command, the soldiers with blackened faces on the front line were a little embarrassed, and they still got a musket and flocked to retreat from the narrow paths on both sides. The soldiers in the back row also drew their swords and raised their shields to prepare for close combat, so as to fight for their colleagues at the second barricade again.

During the whole team, the smoke of gunpowder spread out, and corpses were everywhere within five hundred steps ahead, paving all the way from five hundred steps to the barricade. There was no half of the standing Japanese soldiers within five hundred steps, just like the Shura Field.

Zhao Pu's expressionless face was now. He had seen many Shura Fields and was even very proud.

The Japanese's fighting for life could not shake a barricade. Zhao's command was elite. As for those Japanese friendly troops who were accidentally injured, they could only blame them for their bad luck. The choking smell of gunpowder and the bloody smell made Zhao Pu

He coughed gently and recited the Lotus Sutra silently in his heart.

"Great wisdom, virtue, courage and prosperity, and transform and save countless people. Now this conference of forging and I have seen it. It has unfolded the true meaning, and has opened the method of One Vehicle. It has guided all living beings to quickly achieve Bodhi."

In his heart, he was still silently reciting the Lotus Sutra, but Zhao Pu ordered the sword and shield to step forward without hesitation, clear the shooting circle, and move the corpses of the Japanese soldiers stacked together. The corpses can block leads and the effect is very good.

. Therefore, in some places, the pile of corpses is too high and needs to be moved away. This is clearly written in the Military Academy Regulations. Ming Jianjian and shield held a large shield in his hand, holding a short blade and rushed up, corpses one by one.

Kick it away, and when you encounter someone who is injured but has not died, you will naturally give it a knife.

There were many Japanese soldiers who were injured but not dead in the pile of corpses. Short screams rang out one after another, and soon became silent again.

There was no more Japanese in the entire main street. It seemed that tens of thousands of rebels besieged Edo disappeared in a short while, only the shrill shouts of killing were faintly heard from afar. The pile of corpses were moved away, wearing black.

The palace guards with armored armor and the corpses of rebels wearing simple bamboo armor were mixed together. The three thousand elite guards of King Houshuiwei's palace were wiped out. Some soldiers found the corpse of the king Houshuiwei in the pile of corpses, with most of them on their faces.

They were all beaten and died very badly. Only with the luxurious purple clothes could they identify their identity.

The Lord of Houshuiwei died. Yang Tiansheng was shocked and couldn't help but feel a little frightened. After all, the Lord of a country died in such a cowardly manner. The matter was a bit big. Yang Tiansheng was not afraid of being afraid, but was afraid of losing it in the heart of the general.

Status, that would be a big problem.

However, after all, he was a pirate leader, and he gritted his teeth and became fierce, betting on his wealth and his life.

This night was in turmoil, and Edo Castle, which had been fighting for blood all night, seemed to be shaking. The Ming army, who was blocked by a large number of riots, leaned against the palace and stood on the barricades, thinking that the commander issued a killing order, was even more brutal, and he fired when he saw the shadows and fought fiercely.

By the second half of the night, there were no rebels on the streets that the Ming army was defending, but there were still shouts of killing elsewhere. The huge Edo Castle ignited a huge fire, which was almost razed to the ground by the rebels.
Chapter completed!