Yuan Chonghuan was a crime of killing friendly troops! During the Battle of the Capital, the Liao Division fired artillery in the north of the city, but it hit Mangui's troops in the east of the city, destroyed a large number of friendly troops and gave Mangui a great reward, which made Chongzhen even more convinced that Yuan Chonghuan was a traitor and spy.

From one side, this cannon is really hard to fight. Yuan Chonghuan is still on the vast battlefield. But Mao Jue's two cannons in a regiment and fourteen red and barbarian heavy artillery were all arranged in the camp, and it was only between four hundred meters and five hundred meters away from the frontier position. It would be fine if the tiger squat cannon was fired directly. If the heavy cannon was not good, it would all be on his head.

Turning the shaking handle, the sweat beads on the deputy gunner's forehead were dripping downwards, and Xiaochunzi's forehead was sweating. She carefully tested the height of her thumb against the wind direction. Even Mao Jue himself stared at the cannons beside him.

The angle was almost ninety degrees, and the limit distance of the ruler was almost stuck to the limit. Two soldiers holding shrapnel flares left the lead for the longest. At this time, Xiaoharuko, who was like a statue, finally came to life like that.

"Prepare to fire!"

"Prepare! Father!!!"

A long shell was stuffed into the cannon chamber, and the cannon machine, which was similar to the flintlock fire device, whistled and ejected out with the flag. Just as everyone was holding a heart, two black shadows dragged their long tails into the sky.

Outside the city.

Although casualties are still coming one after another, it is not as exaggerated as the one who was shot dead in a few seconds yesterday. The iron cannon warriors of this kind of casualties are still light and can withstand it. While moving and shooting, the huge fish scale array has been pushed to more than fifty meters below the trench.

Usually, he secretly went up the mountain to hit a rabbit or something, but his marksmanship was not too wasteful. As soon as a warrior fired a gun, his ears suddenly became violently itchy and relied on his experience. He immediately shrank his head behind the thickest pillar of the bamboo bundle, and his shoulders were also pressed on it.

However, the imagined bullet impact did not come, and the itch in the ear was even more severe. Finally, the iron cannon warrior raised his head in shock.

On his head, black dots like hornets roared into his eyes...

Puchi!

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The bamboo bundles were thrown in mess under the earth wall, and many of them were underneath the corpses wearing black bamboo armor, and precious iron cannons were also thrown into the ground. The army of Japanese warriors who were storming once again threw garbage all over the ground like tourists after the National Day holiday. Under the bamboo bundle, a warrior looked at the sky with empty eyes. It seemed that there was an eye on his forehead, and there was a black and red blood hole.

A shrapnel shot was twenty-eight lead beads the size of pill balls, and the fourteen gates were 504. Five rounds of shooting, and thousands of shotguns were embedded in the position. The attack was like justice from the sky and once again destroyed the Japanese fighting spirit. The attack that was originally determined to win was defeated like water, and in shame, the two large army turtles of the two vassals retreated back to the camp outside the city.

Mao Jue stepped on his black army leather boots with satisfaction, and paced on the earthen wall again. He looked at the thick Japanese army's main formation with a very arrogant look.

The war entered a boring and irritating stalemate again. The attack on the next day was repelled. The two powerful vassals did not dare to attack like Mao Jue's trenches for a while. Then for two or three days, the Ming army entered a leisurely state of passing the time with cigarettes in their arms. However, because of the thick army of samurai behind them, Mao Jue's attack on Nagasaki Castle was also delayed.

To be honest, this stalemate is very unfavorable to Mao Jue. He was on an expedition. Although he plundered a batch of grain from the local area and the military rations carried on the ship, the Ming army would eat more than a month, but the two powerful vassals had nearly one million stones of territory support, and their food was endless. As for Nagasaki City behind him, although he didn't know how the grain was stored in this city, Kaifeng City in the late Ming Dynasty could last for a year under the siege of Li Zicheng. It should not be a problem for Nagasaki to support last month?

Three battleships were still patrolling the sea, and two waves of Japanese troops tried to leave the port, but were bombarded by cannons.

But Mao Jue was not in a hurry at all.

With a creaking sound, three gates in the long trench were put down together. More than one hundred cavalrymen roared out of each gate and rushed to the Japanese army camp. On the edge of Kizuka, a warrior immediately rushed out in panic, holding a big bow and iron cannon and preparing nervously.

However, the Ming cavalry had no intention of rushing to the formation. The fast horse ran to the front of the formation for about 60 meters and made a beautiful drift. The fierce cavalry shot the rifles at their hands at the Japanese army one by one.

The wood of guns and bullets exploded with thorns. The warriors hiding behind suddenly burst out blood on their chests and arms, screaming and falling backwards. Amid the messy screams, the Japanese also shot out muskets and bows, and rushed to the front of the formation. Unfortunately, most of them could only be regarded as farewell gifts to the Ming army. After a shot, these cavalry directly held their guns and turned their horses butts and ran back. The flexible cavalry was too difficult to catch. Even if stray bullets occasionally hit the Ming army, the thick cotton armor and the snail armor inside also stuck the projectiles outside. The Ming army encountered the problem of armor-breaking in the Later Jin army on the battlefield in Liaodong. Now it is perfectly displayed in front of these Japanese.

He ran back to his tower comfortably, loaded bullets into the shorter flintlock rifle again, and clamped his horse with his legs in the eyes of the Japanese. With the shouts of Liu Chong, the cavalry launched a fierce attack again.

In fact, if you fight like this, you can't kill dozens of Japanese pirates in a day, but this morale blow to the Japanese is fatal. For the cavalry, the number of Japanese samurai guarding the Kiko Fence Gate is obviously declining.

Not only did the cavalry go out to fight during the day, but during the days when the Japanese were avoiding the war, Mao Jue fully used what mosquito tactics was. I don’t know how many ditches he dug. At night, Japanese soldiers often stood guard. As they stood, they suddenly burst into a bang, and their heads bloomed. Sometimes, if you don’t pay attention, these bold Ming troops actually killed at the edge of Muji. They were cold guns towards the tent inside, and they didn’t care about the results of the battle. They ran away after they put them off. Sometimes the tent was broken and could not hit the people inside. But they suddenly woke up in their sleep, and when they raised their heads, the bullet rubbed the tip of their noses. If they were a normal person, they would have to collapse.

On the fourth day, the commander of the Japanese army, who was angry and embarrassed, finally exploded. Chasing the escaped Ming army, thousands of cavalrymen angrily rushed out of the military camp with their swords. As a result, this time, Mao Jue set off fireworks again at night.

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"This is too short!"

The Japanese war horses that were killed by the earthen wall were dragged back, and the Huotou Army began to peel and slaughter the ground, and at least this could also be supplemented with some military rations. However, when Mao Jue looked at the Japanese war horses hanging on the shelf, he muttered dissatisfied.

It’s not that he has a high vision. The Japanese war horses of this era are really short, with shoulder height of only 1.2.1.3 meters, which is about the same size as a donkey.

In Mao Jue's complaint, the Japanese horses carefully raised by warriors were peeled and put on the pot, while the "Li Dynasty elite" wearing a military uniform and unarmed armor came to the door.

"General Mao, Lord Li Shanhai and Lord Li are welcome!"

Although the battle has been lively these days, there is really nothing to do with Li Chaojun. Their combat effectiveness is so good that Mao Jue is worried that they will collapse for no reason.

However, based on the principle of waste utilization, Mao Jue did not let them be idle. In addition to the Ming army, there were more than 10,000 Japanese coolies in the trench. After digging the trench, they could not use them. These Li Chaobing were just treated as guards.

If even a group of unarmed ordinary people could not bear it, this friendly army would be too useless? He muttered in his heart, and Mao Jue hurried over with a team of personal guards, but when he arrived at the place, the situation Li Shanhai encountered should have really made Mao Jue frown.

"Someone has crept in!"

Mao Jue's defensive formation is a bit like a sickle, and the extension is the sickle blade. The four regiments are all stuck here, and the defense behind them is much sparse. He only uses one regiment of the Xiongjin Mercenary Group, and the remaining two regiments are reserved to support at any time. The Japanese soldiers in the city have been scared, and like Zu Dashou's army in Daling River, they dare not send troops easily.

However, even if the Goryeo Regiment had no cavalry, it would be inevitable that the earth walls that had been guarding more than 3,000 meters were removed from the nine artillery sentries to guard the earthen walls of more than 3,000 meters. Last night, more than a dozen Japanese men flipped over and sneaked into the Japanese coolies.

The Japanese were even more anxious than Mao Jue. Although they could also trap the Ming army to death, what place is this? Nagasaki! The only foreign port city in Japan, the Ming, and the Southern Barbarian trade can bring hundreds of thousands of taels of profit every month. This is still the money bag of the shogun. If it was not taken back earlier, the shogun would blame it sooner or later, and it would not be necessary to take the opportunity to cut the stone high. However, they were already scared of being hit by the Ming army's sharp artillery gun bullets, so they could only be foolish.

Mao Jue's troops, Li Shanhai's subordinates, and the sailors borrowed from Dongjiang, were only more than 7,900 points, less than 8,000. They were assigned to a regiment of Mamas. The naval warships occupied more than 1,000 people. Now there are only more than 6,000 people in the trench. If the Japanese army launches an attack and more than 10,000 Japanese people launch a riot in the center, it will be really troublesome. No wonder Li Shanhai is so scared that he looks like a grandson.

Now he is a grasshopper tied to the same rope with Mao Jue, and no one can escape. While regretting that he did not bring more thousands of soldiers, the old guy nervously circles in a single earthen wall below, or lying or sitting Japanese people.

It is obvious that there are a few small circles in the crowd, such as those who were once the town of the New Year or the local tyrants in the house, just like the owner of the Yoshinobu shop in Ikkyu. These people gathered together in secret and muttered something, and some people were hiking into the crowd like the worker bee.

What an old fox, Li Shanhai, he saw through this trick at first sight. Looking at this scene along his fingers, Mao Jue really had a headache knocking his head.

Humans are really the hardest animals to manage.

"Mr. Li, do you have any good suggestions?"

With a fierce stroke of his hand on his neck, Li Shanhai grinned with murderous intent and replied like a ghost.
Chapter completed!