Chapter 392 51. Still Trying to Stop a Chariot with a Mantis Arm (for Yao Yuyan)
"It was me, Ohbi Hayashiemon, who was the first to break into the enemy camp!"
A Takeda warrior wearing red armor, a sun and moon hat, and holding a spear was the first to climb over the low wall.
Takeda Norimura personally went out, so how could he be stuck in front of the small trench and low wall? As soon as he met, the armored army rushed in.
"Who dares to fight me? I will not kill nameless people." The red-armored warrior stabbed and killed one of Kohira's iron cannons with a spear.
"Yamauchi clan hatamoto, the head of the third squad, Kawabe Ieyoshi, is here to fight." Aji arrived before he arrived.
He stabbed at the man with a spear, completely disregarding any etiquette and morality. It would be better to just stab him to death with a single shot, so that it would be over.
But the Takeda warrior's skills were obviously not weak. On the chaotic battlefield, all the noisy sounds were mixed together, but he only relied on his intuition from years of fighting, turned around and hit, and directly resolved Aji's attack.
At this time, the servants of the Takeda samurai also rushed up, and they were even more courageous. They beat Aji without any resistance. Fortunately, Nanaki came up with a long spear to help. The two of them fought against one man and managed to stabilize the situation.
If Hei Liu was here, he might have come up and asked him to be shot directly, but now Hei Liu was guarding the flag, and there was not even a sharp-eyed iron cannon foot soldier around.
"Sakakibara Lord Masuke Nagamasa came to ask for advice." Sakakibara Nagamasa, who had previously commanded the iron cannon foot soldiers, also joined the battle with a long spear.
The area behind the low wall was only five or six meters wide, so there was no room for them to play tricks with four spears here. The advance and retreat were greatly restricted, and the Takeda samurai suffered several losses in a short time.
His servants left other miscellaneous soldiers and came to save the master at the risk of their lives. Fighting and retreating, leaning against the low wall and fighting with spears.
Sakakibara Nagamasa was so good at pistols, otherwise how could he have taught the son of one of the two great generals of Tokugawa. He didn't have any tricks, he just stabbed the Takeda samurai in the lower abdomen. No matter how many ways he came, he only went one way. After a few rounds, the man was finally defeated.
With a "puff", the armor pieces scattered along with the sound of the gun tip piercing flesh and blood.
But after being hit by the gun, the man still fought hard and refused to die. As a result, Aji's second gun soon stabbed his thigh again, and the two wounds were bleeding.
The samurai fell to the ground, and his family members who followed him were all killed in the battle. The mud wall was full of bright red blood, mixed with mud and dirty water, and soon turned into smelly mucus.
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The battle at the pass at the foot of the mountain was fierce, and Hanaoka Ichibei on the mountain also encountered the enemy. He only saw the shadowy figures of the armored army at the foot of the hill and on the mountain road.
In addition to blowing the whistle fiercely, Hanaoka Ichibei saw the fierce battle at the foot of the mountain and knew that there might not be any reinforcements. He loudly encouraged his friends. They were blood-sea enemies and irreconcilable. Everyone was ready to fight to the death.
But the situation was far beyond their expectations. It had just rained and the humus layer on the mountain was thick. Hanaoka Ichibei Suwa grew up in the mountains, and he would fall on his face in the mud the next time he climbed the mountain.
What's more, he was attacked by foreign soldiers who were not familiar with the local conditions?
The aggressive Jia army could only awkwardly climb up the mountain with the help of trees and bamboos growing in the mountains. Not to mention attacking, only one out of ten could climb up.
And those who climbed up, as long as Hanaoka Ichibei used a long gun to hit them lightly, the person would roll down like a ball.
"This is such an easy battle, the first time." Hanaoka Ichibei couldn't help but sigh.
In addition, the mountain was high and the forest was dense, so the Takeda army could not use their bows and cannons. They stared at Hanaoka Ichibei, who was only 20 or 30 people on the mountain.
Of course, there were those who did not believe in evil, and there were also those who were brave. They took off their armor and rushed up the mountain in cloth clothes with their swords. But the fact that the mountain road was extremely slippery would not change. After finally climbing up, they were stabbed to death by Hanaoka Ichibei before they could stand firmly.
The Takeda army tried to attack the mountain by a detour, and the attempt to flank Kobayata was ruthlessly slapped in the face by God.
"Young master, I'm afraid it won't work." Ito Toramachi actually knew that this thing was going to be bad when he got to the bottom of the hillside.
He was wearing deerskin Wuben boots, and the uppers and soles were specially made, but even so, he kept slipping. He could only talk to Takeda Yoshinobu awkwardly while holding something.
Takeda Yoshinobu knew that this trick would not work just by looking at the setback of the offensive. If it was summer, when the weather was dry, this trick might be quite good. But now it happened to be the plum rain season, and there were even large blisters under these rotten leaves, soaked with water.
He saw a soldier rushing halfway and suddenly fell into a bubble. Fortunately, the bubble was only about one meter deep, and the soldier at least had his head exposed, so people could find him and save him.
"Although the frontal attack at the foot of the mountain now seems to be ineffective, my father has seen everything."
Iito Torachang certainly knew that although the offensive at the pass at the foot of the mountain had not yet been completely effective, it was at least useful. They couldn't even engage in normal battles here, and they failed.
"Alas, this damn plum rain!" Iito Torachang slapped the big nanmu bamboo beside him hard, and the accumulated water on the bamboo fell down with a splash, making it boring.
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It was getting dark, and the Takeda army sounded the gong to withdraw. A melee, full of wailing soldiers, most of whom would definitely not survive tonight.
Kobayata supervised the battle with a sword. Fortunately, the Nanman's torso was thick and hard to break. Except for a scratch on his right arm, he was lucky enough not to have any serious injuries.
As for the others, except for Imai Meigoro, who had a sword that was impenetrable to humans and ghosts, almost everyone was injured.
Aji's left arm was hit hard by the barrel gun. Although the bone was probably fine, it was swollen and he couldn't use it. It seemed that he couldn't even fight with a gun.
"Heiroku, how many people died and how many were injured?" Xiao Pingtai, who was sitting on the cart, could not hide his fatigue. Chen San was bandaging Xiao Pingtai.
"Sergeant, there were not many people killed in the battle, only 23 people. There were only 35 seriously injured. But almost everyone in the front-line groups was injured, and the weather was humid. I'm afraid..."
Heiroku didn't dare to say anything more, but everyone understood what he meant. At this time, if someone's wound could not be treated quickly, and the weather was humid and hot, then it might become inflamed and rotten, and finally an epidemic would break out.
"Fifty or sixty people were killed in one go. It's only been an hour, how are we going to get through tomorrow?"
Imai Meigoro stuffed a mouthful of rice ball into his mouth, which was bulging, and expressed everyone's worries.
Xiao Pingtai looked up at the soldiers around him, and fatigue, pain, fear, and fear were all written on his face.
The arrival of Takeda Harunobu means the arrival of 30,000 troops. Even a common soldier knows that Xiaoping only has a few hundred men.
It is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!