To some extent, everyone only believes in their own experience.

Experience is important and is a part of life.

But many times, experience may kill people, so it inevitably makes people doubt life.

Takeda Hiroyi is superstitious about his own experience. He is familiar with the methods of infantry fighting. Only by gathering troops and guards in a intensive manner can he calmly fight the enemy. This is basic common sense. Common sense is very important. Those who do not know how to develop new tactics generally die miserably.

But this time, he made a mistake.

When he arranged the guards in the port densely, when the first shell fell, and even the shell almost hit the person, it caused a little chaos, and then the pointed shell plunged into the mud. When everyone did not take the shell seriously, and even someone could not help but make a mockery, they did not know that bad luck was about to begin.

Some samurai have reason to mock them. The Japanese are not countrymen. After all, this is not the Tokugawa Shogunate period when the sea is forbidden, so many samurai are well-informed. How can iron cannon shells be made into pointed heads? Idiots, it should be made into balls. After the ball lands, it will bounce and roll wildly, which can kill more people. On the contrary, the pointed heads are like an arrow, and one end can be pierced into gravel and soil. If it is not hit, it will have no lethality.

However, the shell was still filled with thick smoke, and even the guards around them felt its heat. Then, with a bang, it was like the air first suddenly shrinking and then expanding. A shock wave of heat wave directly made the guards within dozens of feet unstable. Before they could react, the heat wave turned into flames. The flames expanded rapidly and then swept away. Then, in the thunder that shook the sky, countless steel balls and fragments of the shells exploded instantly.

Smoke of gunpowder rose in the sky. Because the team was too dense, dozens of people died in an instant. Hundreds of people outside were hit by the steel balls coming out, and a large area was also poured down.

Faced with this kind of shell, the scattered formation is basic common sense, but they gathered like dense ants.

This is almost equivalent to committing suicide.

So there were many howlings immediately, and some people covered their faces and cried wildly. There were more than a dozen blood holes on their faces. Some people were carrying flames and rolling on the ground desperately. Some people had already burned their skin torn black, and they were also crazily gathering among the crowd.

At this time, Takeda Hiroyi suddenly felt something was wrong.

And this... is just the beginning, and it is obvious that thousands of soldiers have become targets.

At the moment when most people felt bad like Hiroshi Takeda, hundreds of shells had already vented from the sky, and then exploded everywhere, and the howling sound of the shells was like the sound of death.

"Run, run..."

Someone woke up and shouted for escape, but they were already late.

After just one volley, the entire port had fallen into a sea of ​​fire, as if even the stones were about to burn. A very small number of guards lay on the ground tremblingly, and they became survivors, but the vast majority of people had their bodies broken and even had their bodies blown away by this huge energy.

The soldiers who were preparing for the battle here neatly just now disappeared suddenly, leaving only a mess.

Although Hiroyi Takeda was old, he thought that there would be a samurai battle next, so he was excited from the beginning to take out his family samurai sword to prepare for the battle. This knife carries too much glory for the Takeda family.

Yes, a showdown like a man.

But in fact, the Ming army on the ship did not regard them as men at all, but directly regarded them as ants.

Takeda Hiroshi was knocked down by the shock wave, and it was precisely because of the crash that he was lucky enough to save his life in a round of bombardment. When he stumbled and stood up, his samurai uniform was already broken, and the family emblem that showed off on the samurai uniform could not be distinguished. His hair was even half burned, his face was carbon black, and only a mouthful of teeth appeared, which looked extremely ferocious.

Then he saw the beach where there were still fresh lives, the warriors and soldiers who had once shown their power, were now in a mess, and he could no longer distinguish the various limbs on the ground.

He looked at him in despair and suddenly realized that the dignity of the warrior was, at this moment, yes, but at this moment, it disappeared in an instant.

Cultivating a warrior requires forging a sharp long sword, and it needs to be cultivated since childhood, chopping and chopping again and again. As a result, at this moment... I found that it was vulnerable here at all.

The people on the ship obviously had no interest in paying attention to the port, and the artillery began shooting at an elevation angle. Their targets were streets, towns, temples, and markets thousands of steps away from the harbor.

There is no accurate point in elevation shooting. The target of shooting is not within the effective range. It is purely bombardment and only has a destructive nature.

Thousands of cannons were fired at the same time. With the roar, the meteor showers crossed the trajectory of fireworks in the sky, and then they were randomly bombed towards any target.

So a ball of flames rose from time to time in the distance, and countless thick smoke came out, and the fire burned wildly. With the wind, the flames became more and more violent. The entire waves were swept into a sea of ​​fire in an instant. Especially in this wooden market, there was almost no resistance to artillery. The howlings in the streets and towns could not be heard by people on the boat.

Although Qian Qian could not hear the whine on the coast, he was excited to see it. In the past, as the commander of the Japanese guards, although he was not born and died, he had the experience of being beaten up countless times by the Japanese. Many of his troops died under the sword of the Japanese pirates. Now, seeing the Japanese army destroyed in an instant, he couldn't help but exclaim, and he felt a sense of revenge.

Only Deng Jian frowned and said, "Chunqiu, what are you doing, why do you need to shoot there..."

Ye Chunqiu was expressionless, but he just stood still on the side of the boat, and said slowly: "Murder is to save more people."

"Ah..." Deng Jian looked at Ye Chunqiu in shock. He felt that since he met Ye Chunqiu, his outlook on life had been completely subverted.

Deng Jian couldn't help but say, "What's the reason for this? I am a Ming Dynasty to give benevolence and righteousness, is it...yes..."

Ye Chunqiu said directly: "That's a lie to you."

Deng Jian glared at Ye Chunqiu and retorted: "Nothing, this is what Saint Kong said."
Chapter completed!