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Chapter 1114: The Ming Army is Invincible

Since the Western Han Dynasty, Wa was a small flea next to the Central Plains. At first, this small flea was shocked when it saw the prosperity and culture of the Central Plains.

What the hell!

So people can still live like this?

It turns out that humans have such creativity and can create such a brilliant culture?
The Japanese felt inferior. They felt like a group of savages who had just walked out of the jungle, while the people of the Central Plains were a group of gods.

The savage bowed his head and begged the gods to teach him how to be a human being.

The gods ignored these savages at first until the early Tang Dynasty.

In the pre-Tang Dynasty, the broad-minded gods showed mercy and said, "Come, I will teach you!"

The savages learned countless ways of being a human being from the gods. They copied everything from the gods back to Japan, successfully established order, and successfully completed the transition from savages to demigods.

Then, the demigod bared his fangs and roared at his teacher.

The two sides fought a battle at sea, and the disciples were severely beaten by the teacher. After escaping back, they licked their wounds and felt that the teacher was still very powerful and they were no match for him.

Then... continue pretending to be the grandson!
They keep pretending!
"During the pre-Song Dynasty, the Japanese brought women here by boat and wandered around the coastline of the Song Dynasty. Whenever they met men from the Central Plains, they would invite them on board, feed them well, and finally give them women... This is called "duzhong."

Jiang Qingzhi's voice echoed in the central army, "They are learning everything from the Central Plains, from culture to politics, to everything. But barbarians are barbarians. Their short bodies cannot hide their humble origins, and their dense hair cannot hide their barbarian attributes. So, they thought of borrowing seeds. After those women return home, once they become pregnant, they will be taken care of, and the children they give birth to will become nobles, and become seeds...generation after generation to improve the human race."

"I'm not saying this to make you despise the Japanese, but to tell you that this people has a sense of violence and savagery in their bones. They will never know how to be grateful. The better you treat them, the more they will despise you, and even covet your money."

The artillery is in place.

On the other side, the enemy is ready to make a move.

Tens of thousands of Ming troops lined up.

In the endless array, the soldiers were wearing bright armor.

The sea breeze blew in from the shore, fluttering the flag.

Everyone looked ahead with sharp eyes.

"To be honest, the Central Plains is lucky to have such an ungrateful nation around. It can always remind the Central Plains dynasty, hey! Don't sleep, there are people snoring next to your bed."

It's always good to look at anything from a different perspective.

"But no one pays attention to this ethnic group. The Central Plains dynasty always looks to the north."

In the end, it was the nation that they had always looked down upon that caused the Central Plains to suffer such excruciating pain.

"I wanted to keep them." This is what Jiang Qingzhi really thought.

"But I..." Jiang Qingzhi's eyes were complicated. He couldn't live for 200 or 300 years. According to the nature of the carnivores in the Central Plains Dynasty, once he left, it wouldn't take long for those bird people to forget about this threat.

"Remember, if the Japanese want to expand, the only obstacle is the Central Plains. Therefore, in their eyes, the Central Plains dynasty is a mortal enemy, a mortal enemy that will never give up. They have always dreamed of becoming powerful, and after becoming powerful, the first thing they want to do is... kill their former teacher."

"This is what my uncle said about the nature of relations between countries. There is no long-lasting friendship, only eternal interests." King Jing explained to his wife Chen.

Chen, wearing armor, looked even more majestic than King Jing.

"The enemy is moving."

The enemy forces on the opposite side began to move.

Ahead, more than a dozen riders were galloping, shouting something as they went.

"They are passing on the message." Yan Xu said, looking at Jiang Qingzhi with warm eyes, "My Lord, the Tiger Guards' Left Guards request to attack."

Jiang Qingzhi smiled and said, "Don't worry. At least we have to give them some hope."

Oh oh oh!
A horn sounded from the other side.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru shouted, "Attack!"

Amid cheers, the enemy attacked.

"More than ten thousand people!" Du He said.

"This is a test." An Jing said: "These few people...are here to die!"

Up ahead, the guns were in place and loaded.

The general raised the red flag in the middle.

"The enemy's distance is... five hundred steps!"

"Four hundred steps!"

In fact, they could have fired here, but Jiang Qingzhi ordered them to get closer.

"I want to give them a surprise."

"Three hundred steps."

Hey!
If we wait any longer we will be within the range of the flintlock rifles.

The general waved the red flag violently.

"ignition!"

"ignition!"

"ignition!"

Boom boom boom!
More than a hundred cannons roared at the same time, like a bolt from the blue.

The bullet rushed out of the barrel with gunpowder smoke.

"Their big guns fired."

Ono Jun'ichi forgot to fan himself and nervously watched the black spots moving slowly but very quickly into the crowd.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru and the daimyo were also staring straight ahead.

Bang bang bang bang!

There were dense sounds, and then, bodies flew around, and blood gushed out in the air...

The screams sounded like they came from hell.

The shells crashed into the crowd, sweeping in like a whirlwind.

People who stood in the path of the shells were knocked away.

The Japanese subconsciously stretched out their weapons to block, or stretched out their hands to block.

Then, weapons shattered and limbs flew...

The shell finally landed, and then bounced back...

When the kinetic energy of the shells was released, more than a hundred bloody alleys consisting of corpses and broken limbs appeared in the Japanese attacking array.

Inertia still drove the Japanese to run, but there was more fear in everyone's eyes.

This is the weapon of the gods!
Who can stop it!

Ashikaga Yoshiteru stared at the scene in a daze.

“Is this a big gun?”

"This is a big gun!" Ono Jun's face turned pale. "My lord, the only way now is to fight to the death."

"We can't win, we can't win!" A Daimyo groaned, "I want to go back."

"We can't escape." Ono Jun'ichi said in a hissing voice: "Once we evacuate, can the daimyo control their subordinates? No!" At least half of the army of more than 100,000 are farmers.

Once the order to retreat is given, that half of the troops will run away without a trace. What lord, what daimyo, what business is it? It’s none of my business!
The daimyo all knew this, but they were all frightened after seeing the power of the artillery. At this moment, being reminded by Ono Jun'ichi, everyone looked bleak.

"Look, it takes a long time to fire the big gun." Ono Jun'ichi said, pointing ahead.

After the artillery was fired, the gunners began to clean the barrel, busy as a whirlwind.

"This is our chance." Ono Jun'ichi encouraged, "Take advantage of this opportunity to charge forward and fight the Ming army. By then, the big guns will become useless. If we defeat the Ming army, these big guns... my lord!"

Ashikaga Yoshiteru gritted his teeth, "Equally split!"

"A word is settled!"

There was more greed in those fearful eyes.

God, if we had this kind of magical weapon, any strong city could be destroyed with just one shot.

"A word is settled!"

"My boys, kill!"

The daimyo sent out their men to boost morale, while up ahead, the Ming army had finished reloading.

"ignition!"

"Bear it one more time!" Ashikaga Yoshiteru closed his eyes.

Boom boom boom!
The artillery roared, creating more than a hundred bloody alleys again.

"My lord, attack with all your might!" Ono Jun'ichi whispered, "Only in this way can we cut off their retreat. In the Ming Kingdom, this is called...burning the boats and destroying the cauldrons!"

"Alright!"

Ashikaga Yoshiteru drew his sword, "Follow me, attack with all your forces!"

"Attack!"

The daimyo shouted.

What would it be like if an army of more than 100,000 people attacked?
There are people everywhere in front of you, as if they are endless.

It makes you feel hopeless and helpless.

"Musketeers forward!"

The Ming army remained calm, and their infantry formed a battle array and crossed the artillery fire.

"Raise the gun!"

Muskets were raised and aimed at the running enemy troops.

Jiang Qingzhi closed his eyes, and countless images emerged in his mind.

"Boom!"

Drums sound.

"volley!"

"volley!"

The generals' shouts were heard.

Bang bang bang bang!

Amid the dense gunfire, Jiang Qingzhi whispered, "I'm here. Did you see me?"

He looked up at the sky.

It seemed as if there were countless people watching the fight.

In the smoke, Ashikaga Yoshiteru, who was riding his horse at full speed, reined in his horse, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The running Japanese army seemed to have encountered a wall.

The Japanese soldiers in the front fell down in rows, while those behind them didn't know what was going on, either they were tripped or continued to rush forward.

"It's the iron cannon!" Ono Jun'ichi said, "My lord, our iron cannon team!"

The iron cannon team was just ahead, with more than a thousand men marching forward in formation.

"Forward." This place is not within the range of the cannon.

"Boom!" The other side opened fire again.

The advancing iron cannon team fell to the ground one after another as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer.

"My lord!" a general said in despair, "The Ming army's iron cannons are far superior to ours... We have no hope in this battle."

The arquebus team was Ashikaga Yoshiteru's last hope. He had expected the arquebus team to open a gap in the Ming army's formation, and then the infantry would rush in and engage in a melee with the Ming army.

At this point, anyone with a bit of vision could see that the Japanese army's only chance of turning the tables was through a melee.

So the daimyo urged their subordinates to keep running.

But their men were not brave soldiers who had experienced countless battles, and soon the army, half of which were peasants, began to collapse.

In front, someone turned around and ran, and their so-called iron feet were clearly revealed at this moment... They ran very fast, but bumped into their comrades who were following behind.

The formation suddenly fell into chaos.

"Uncle!" Yan Xu turned around and looked at the big flag.

Under the big flag, Jiang Qingzhi pointed at the enemy and said, "Push the artillery forward!"

He wanted to give the Japanese a deep impression: the Ming army was invincible!

"ignition!"

Boom boom boom!
More than a hundred shells rushed out of the barrels, causing countless deaths among the chaotic enemy troops.

"Retreat!" A daimyo had a nervous breakdown and rode away on his horse.

"withdraw!"

One by one, the daimyo called out to their subordinates to flee.

"Lord! Retreat!" Ono Jun'ichi shouted.

"Where to retreat?" Ashikaga Yoshiteru murmured, "If we lose this battle, the shogunate will have no chance of turning the tables. The Ming army will take advantage of the situation and attack. Where can I go?"

"My lord!" A general came running over and shouted in panic, "Retreat! My lord!"

When Ashikaga Yoshiteru saw a bloody face, he shook his head blankly.

More than 100,000 enemy troops collapsed and fled everywhere.

As long as we escape back home, we are still farmers.

But Ming troops appeared on all sides.

Those were the 20,000 elite troops that Jiang Qingzhi had drawn from the southern garrisons.

They are not good at tough battles, but they are particularly good at fighting in favorable situations.

(End of this chapter)