In March of the sixth year of Chongzhen, that is, in March of the tenth year of Kuanyong in Japan, the warm sun slowly rose from the east, and the warm sunlight also made these monks in the wilderness overnight. The bodies of the Maeda family samurai began to warm up. The young men happily went to the nearby spring to get water. The fire-tou army behind them carried a rice bucket and brought the rice balls into buckets and distributed them.

These warriors are pitiful. Even if the core is wrapped in salted plums and salted fish rice balls, most people can’t eat them every day, let alone the luxurious meals of meat and eggs like Mao Jue’s Iron Regime. Many lower-level warriors join the lord’s army, and even come for the rice balls that are two meals a day.

With the sound of dizzying fingers, the last grain of rice was sucked into the mouth. With the buzzing horns, the satisfied Maeda family samurai once again merged into the rolling iron stream and began to move forward. The road in early spring was still so muddy. In the sound of bark, the already soft mud was trampled into pieces, and the black mud water was stuck on the straw sandals and pants of these samurai.

This battle was really a sure win. Kawaakashima locked the Ming army in the middle like a huge cage, surrounded by Japanese troops five or six times in front and back, either river or mountain. Maeda Tatsutsuki really couldn't see the possibility of his failure. While walking, he was still "wet" and the old Japanese shaking his head and chanted a series of crooked poems at the half-baked mountains. But a bunch of artful vassals beside him were holding their stinky feet, applause and praise. Those who didn't know, they thought it was the Kyoto minister who came out to visit the garden.

No one is a fool. Seeing that this battle is won, the leader of his family is about to be sealed. Who wouldn't want to have more positions in his position? Even if the newly-owned fiefdom is not his own, he can reach the country with 210,000 stones. The original retainers of Mao Jue were destroyed by many families, and the rest were betrayed. They faced the fate of seizing the feud. This is a huge cake! Once the war is over, how much can his family share in this cake? Many high-level warriors are no longer above the war, and they all want to get into the beautiful scenes after the war.

At about 9 a.m., about ten miles away from Kawaakashima, Maeda's army arrived at a Sancha Road intersection. From here, it was temporarily abandoned Karasan Castle, forward was Zenkoji Temple, Asahiyama Castle, and eastward was Suda Castle. The second battle between the Uesugi family and the Takeda family started in front.

The military town opposite the Honta Tada Dynasty was pulled into a long line along the banks of the Shino River. The main force was arranged in the Komoriyama Castle of Wife and Daughter Mountain. The remaining troops were guarding the Tsushi Castle and Nidian Castle, which completely blocked the road for the Dongjiang Army to the southwest Musashi Kingdom.

After hesitating for a while, Maeda Tatsuki gave his most wrong order in this war.

Divide the troops!

"Hino Keijiro, you lead the Vietnamese samurai team to the south to Suda Castle, where you meet with Lord Ishikawa's troops to block the road toward the east. Hikaga samurai team, you will take the Kaga samurai team west to the Xikawa Chauyuyama and surround the samurai from the flank, and you will not make any mistakes!"

"Hayi!"

The two Maeda Shigeji turned over and dismounted, knelt on the ground to respond to the name. Immediately, amid their shouts, Maeda Samurai quickly split out two strands and walked in and out.

He is truly an old fox who is good at taking sides. His political considerations are extremely clear at this time. Maeda Mitsugaki, who is heading west, is his eldest son and the future heir of Kaga's family. He asked him to order the Kaga army to launch an attack from Chausuyama. No matter what he was fighting, he was a single achievement. In front of his retainers, he took away more than 7,000 Kaga warriors.

On the other hand, the weaker local samurai warriors were handed over to the family of Hino, a member of the Mahogany who was willing to be stabbed. Although the position of blocking the eastward is very important, it may not be able to go up during the battle. At most, there will be hard work. Everyone has made contributions. You don’t have it, and you will take the opportunity and suppress the Hino family.

This divided another five thousand warriors.

There were about 15,000 elite troops in Kanazawa Castle. The Kaga vassal formation, composed of Kaga vassals, the people of the country, and many meritorious children, continued to march towards the front line of Asahiyama Castle, the Chikogawa River.

Maeda Tatsuo, who was full of his mind on how to distribute the results of the battle after the victory, completely forgot that even if the enemy is large and we are few, it is not uncommon in history to win with less. Not to mention China, even if Japan itself has many examples, the most famous one is the sixth day demon king Oda Nobunaga's famous battle in the Battle of the Tanamara. The 4,000 Oda army defeated the Imakawa army from 25,000 to 45,000. Imakawa Yoshimoto, known as the first bow of Tokaido, died. Before the battle, people in the world thought it was impossible.

What's more, Mao Jue's strength is much stronger now than Oda Nobunaga.

Last night, he was no longer on the front line of his wife and daughter mountain. Mao Jue stopped at this time at the Maeda army's only way to enter Kawaakashima. He never thought of being locked up in Kawaakashima and being obediently a little wife, and being angry with him Maeda Honda.

As the sun rose higher and higher, the noise became louder and louder among the narrow mountain roads. Finally, more than a dozen cavalrymen with red feathers on their helmets galloped back in a hurry, holding up the whip on their hands.

"Report! The Japanese soldiers have arrived at the foot of Shanguang Mountain!"

Amid the sound of the collision of armor and leaves, one Dongjiang warrior sitting upright on the mountains resting, suddenly stood up. With the sound of whispering, the erect bayonet reflected a cluster of cold light to the northwest. With the murderous aura in the sky, the birds hidden in the Dongshi Mountain opposite could not bear it. They suddenly flew up and hovered on the mountains in fear and shouted without listening.

From the time I marched here last night, I waited for it at this moment. Everyone's hearts were filled with passion and passion, and their eyes were filled with blood.

However, there was another strange movement, and almost everyone moved their feet.

The originally neat military boots turned into pairs of straw sandals at this time.

"Damn it, I haven't worn it for a few years, it's really awkward!"

The rope tightened again, Shen Rong muttered awkwardly. Zhao Tiehan beside him looked at the old guy's eyes and said jokingly.

"Master Shen, you are always delicate and expensive, otherwise, just exchange this pioneer for our tenth group! We are accustomed to wearing mud legs!"

"Get out!"

Shen Rong rolled his eyes in anger.

At this time, the noise started to sound again, and the personal soldiers were shouting urgently.

"You are here!"

As everyone expected, Mao Jue was wearing a pair of straw sandals and a hat on his back. Beside him, the newly joined female samurai Sakura, the young samurai, proudly carried a long knife, and the other hair spear was also holding a bayonet without being outdone. Not to mention, the Thousand Gourds of the Toyotomi family and the Wuqi Tonghui under the big flag of the Maozi, also added a lot of majesty to Mao Jue. He protected him with yin and yang. He raised his head and strode out of the mountain gate of Shanguang Temple. When facing him, there were cheers all over the mountain.

After cheering for a few seconds, the voice gradually weakened. Looking at his legion and his pride, Mao Jue's loud roar echoed on the top of the mountain.

"I don't need to say more about what kind of army you are and what kind of warriors you are! Our Dongjiang Tieyi Army has been in the army for three years and has used victory to illustrate your strength!"

"So, I won't say much about encouraging the morale of the army. I will give you one order to defeat the dwarfs in front of you, cut off their heads, and return to me to remember the merits!"

It is said that it does not inspire the morale of the army, but this brief speech has already brought the soldiers of Tieyi to an invincible level. It seems that before the war has begun, the victory is already in the palm of the palm, and it has stimulated thousands of soldiers' blood to boil, the flags swaying, and the shouts are like thunder.

"Master General, Wuwei!"

"Dongjiang, invincible!"

He pulled his waist and pulled out his sword. He pointed forward with a big crow, and Mao Jue also roared forward.

"Advance!"

Just like the surging dark tide, the neat Dongjiang army formation rushed down Shankwang Mountain with great strides and facing the foot of the mountain, the Maeda family samurai in the first part also showed its head.

"What? The main force of Tang Thief is right in front of you!"

Maeda Tatsuya, who was still in the mood to recite poems, almost fell off the horse. Seeing the mournful expression on the fat face of his retainer Yoshiki Ono, the Maeda family leader turned over and dismounted and wandered around the mud for several times before gritting his teeth and whipping on the innocent little tree.

"If you want to be the descendants of the Four Heavenly Kings of Tokugawa, you can't even look down on a Tang Kou. You're simply a pig!"

"Master, why don't our army retreat quickly?"

"no!"

The army is not as simple as a button on a computer game, or as a result of the interpretation of the back team becoming a front team. The narrow mountain road here is a two or three kilometers long Maeda army that can be retreated. It takes half a day to just convey the order, especially as soon as the people retreat, the morale of the army will be dispersed. The army will not see the Battle of Feishui, Fu Jian's 980,000 troops and the Central and Northern Mansions plan to make the land fight. The spy behind him said that the Qin army was defeated, and the three armies collapsed and the morale of the army was dispersed. The mere 80,000 soldiers of the Northern Mansion took the opportunity to cross the river and blocked the killing, and they killed them to unify the north, causing countless barbarians to bow their heads to flee in a panic. They were left with corpses a hundred miles away, and fled in a panic.

Here, Maeda Tatsuma calmly rejected the retainers' suggestions, took a few breaths, and looked at the Maeda family army who was still moving slowly. He raised the gilded military fan in his hand with gloomy eyes.

"I pass on the orders of this palace to fight on the spot, so that these Tang gangs can see the fighting spirit of our Northland warriors!"

"Relax the wolf! Urge Hondata to gather towards me and lead the front and back!"

"Get my gun!"

Humph, the stubborn man was also stubborn with a stubborn beard and shook his head forward with a huff.

However, the Dongjiang Army did not see the war spirit of the North Reich warriors. At this time, their butts were all over.

Although this time it is no longer a defensive counterattack, it is still Mao Jue's pre-set battlefield. As soon as it was launched, the formation arranged has begun to take advantage.

Even if they could not bring the Red Barbarian cannons, the three-pound cannons and six-pound cannons were still halfway through the field light cannons. The second regiment of the pony sea had long been ambushed on the mountains on both sides, and the shrapnel bullets that made people hate them were sprayed on the heads of the warrior army. A projectile of twenty-eight shotguns had knocked down at least seven or eight strong warriors who had been practicing martial arts for more than ten years.

The front army shouted, hundreds of samurai warriors holding two-six-seven-meter-style spears, clamoring forward, and also charging forward, Chen Rong's first regiment was a black muzzle raised from a tree, and rushed to about thirty meters before he shouted: "Master!"

At this distance, the hit rate of the flintlock rifle is terrifying. As long as the children can withstand this recoil, they will not beat them. The front team's whistle was a veteran who had experienced many shootings. If they fail to hit, they can take off their military uniforms and go home to grow sweet potatoes. With the crackling gunshots, the front team of the Japanese army was almost penetrated. The face of the warrior who was charging at the gun was twisted instantly. In the slow motion, the projectile penetrated one, two, and three bodies, and even pierced a long blood spear into the crowd. In the crackling sound, the samurai who was not dead rushed to the ground and stepped on the warm corpse. Chen Rong shouted, and the bayonet raised to the sky, picking up a frightened warrior behind and throwing it into the crowd behind.

Puchi~ A warrior who was still trying to stab the gun was directly pulled away by a bayonet. Then the Dongjiang warrior on the right stabbed him in the heart with a bayonet and stabbed him into the tree next to him.

Then, the bright bayonets covered the sky, crackling and hitting the Japanese guns, always picking out loopholes. Immediately afterwards, the Dongjiang soldiers, who were striding like tigers, rushed forward and approached, and poked another piece of blood.

I thought that the artillery bombardment could not be maintained, and then the formation was killed so fiercely that the vanguard of Maeda's army, Okubo, collapsed directly. Hundreds of Hokkaido warriors cried and wailed, threw away their armor, and turned around and fled.

The mountain road was so narrow, and the battle was a sudden encounter. The fleeing warriors rushed back and chasing friendly troops. They were so ruthless that they chased each other. Taking advantage of this chaos, Chen Rong, the Fourth Regiment, pierced a blood hole in the subsequent Matsuda troops.

When the Qin Dynasty, which was described as a tiger and wolf, was hanging its head at the waist, carrying a spear and a halberd, charging forward without fear of life and death. Now the Dongjiang Army has shown this momentum. The straw sandals are marching like flying on the muddy mountain road, and bloody bayonets keep entering, drawing out, and the blood spurted out makes the mud turn red. If you stand on the map, you can see a black iron flowing backwards in the mountains, and ink invades the clear water quickly fill the position that once belonged to the Maeda family.

This was Mao Jue's second offensive battle. Standing on the hill and watching the battlefield, Mao Jue nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then turned the flag forward.

"This team advances!"

But on the other side, the wife and daughter-in-law position is worthy of being the descendant of Tada Katsuka, and this Tada Toshima was also decisive. At around 10 o'clock in the morning, wolf smoke came. In just half an hour, he gathered seven or eight famous samurai, including Sanada, Kiso, Kawajiri, etc., and the Musashi Tokugawa army, a total of tens of thousands of samurai warriors, and since childhood, he rushed down.

However, the Dongjiang Army left behind here is not a waste. The person in charge of commanding the Dongjiang veteran Shen Shikui, who is older than Mao Jue!

A pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes as thick as Guan Yu narrowed dangerously, looking at the densely packed Japanese army that rushed down from his wife and daughter mountain during the drill. The two and a half meters long and more than 30 kilograms of Guan Dao was hit by Shen Shikui with a bang on the bluestone at his feet, and the sharp iron head made sparks splash.

"General Shen, the gunner is ready to fire!"

The artillery commander Sun Chun reported behind him with a sharp voice. Who knew that when he stroked his white beard, Shen Shikui waved his hand proudly downwards.

"No need!"

"Let your people remove General Xiao Mao's sugar bean shells, replace them with shotguns, and put them in front of the army and wait for him to come!"

"this!"

"Mr. Sun Qian, Mr. Shen is the left-behind general whom General pointed out to him personally!"

The order was completely opposite to the combat style of the past. Just as Sun Chun was hesitating, a cold voice came from behind him.

She was still the elegant cheongsam, holding her arms, holding the handle of the golden silk feather fan brought back from Jiangnan in her right hand, and her face was calm and unfeeling. Adrena had reached the forefront at some point, her eyes were quiet and she stared at the Japanese army down the mountain with a cold look.

Seeing Sun Chun taking the order, Shen Shikui's old eyes couldn't help but feel shocked. Then he looked at the woman, but became more appreciative. The old guy nodded secretly.

She is worthy of being Mao’s species, and the women around her are extraordinary!

In admiration, the Japanese army had reached within a hundred meters, holding the samurai sword high and even flashed on their faces, and their ears were filled with the Japanese screams. Their expressions turned cold, and their right wrists turned, and the Daguan sword was held horizontally in their hands. For a moment, this old general who was inconspicuous in Dongjiang in the past two years had an unprecedented murderous intent.
Chapter completed!