Chapter 818: The Ancient Battle Song

My eyes are dazzled, and the last chapter was actually typed as 917.

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After several rounds of volleys, the crazy Japanese soldiers who were stimulated by the benefits of breaking the city finally put the ladder on top, and the archers were also desperately covering it.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The volley continued, and the arrows jingled on the visor, but because the Ming army leaned over to shoot, the eyes, the only loophole, were covered, and they all returned in vain.

Fang Xing stood behind the wall with a knife, looking coldly at the group of people surrounded by cavalry in the distance.

The salvo continued, but sporadic enemies finally came up.

Fang Xing withdrew his gaze and saw half of a head without a helmet exposed. He carried the knife on his shoulder, and just as the man leaned forward and swung the knife suddenly, he chopped it down.

The head flew up, and the pride of the sneak attack remained on his face.

Fang Xing put away his knife and quietly waited for the second head.

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Zhu Zhanji was in the tower not far from Fang Xing. He saw Fang Xing swishing his saber as if killing a god, retracting his saber; swinging his saber, retracting his saber... the plate armor on his body already had several knife marks But Xin Laoqi just watched from the sidelines and didn't make a move.

"Pay attention to Xinghe Bo, if there is an accident, take action immediately!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Jia Quan obeyed, then drew out his long knife and took a few steps forward.

"Like forward!"

Zhang Fu waved his hand back, and all the pikemen stepped forward.

A volley of guns rang out at several breached openings, and before the pikemen arrived, the Japanese soldiers were knocked to the ground.

Zhang Fu asked: "Your Highness, can you let Suzaku Guard come forward?"

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while: "Yes, but it must be well coordinated."

Suzaku Guard needs actual combat training, but if it doesn't coordinate with Jubaoshan Guard, it's better not to.

Zhang Fu said clearly: "Just divide a section of the city wall!"

Of course Song Jianran would not let go of the opportunity,

So his anxious voice sounded from the top of the city.

"Array!"

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

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"What firearm is that?!"

Ashikaga Yoshichi was dumbfounded when he saw those Japanese soldiers attacking the city with ants were shot down by a row of guns!

"It's under that demon god!"

The monk said bitterly: "In Taizhou Prefecture, they rely on this kind of firearm to defeat the strong with the weak. So far, the Beijing Temple still stands by the river."

Ashikaga Yoshichi saw that he was still unable to ascend the city due to the heavy casualties, so he said: "Go and test the monks and put some pressure on the Ming army. Otherwise, our army will not be able to last for a long time."

The monk hesitated, "Is it too early?"

Ashikaga Yoshichi shouted: "Morale! Do you understand? I want morale! Otherwise, the cavalry of the Ming army will rush out!"

The monk nodded with difficulty. He didn't know whether Ashikaga Yoshimochi's decision was correct, but...

Who would have guessed that Ming people's firearms were so fierce, if morale was not restored, the consequences would be disastrous.

I shouldn't have attacked so early!

I should test one or two first!

But regretting that the medicine was not sold, Ashikaga Yoshichi had to swallow the bitter fruit of underestimating the enemy.

"The monks are here!"

When the monk soldiers came, they had already started to retreat, but the Japanese army, who was frightened by the military law, immediately retreated like the ebb tide.

In the distance, the group of monks and soldiers wrapped in turbans strode forward, accompanied by the Buddha's name.

Fang Xing was panting a little. In front of him, a Japanese army leader in armor was lying there with a dead eye. From his shoulders to his lower abdomen, a gap had been filled with the extruded internal organs.

Are the monks here?

Fang Xing poked his head out and saw the Japanese army retreating to the sides like a tide, and then saw the murderous and deadly crowd.

"We want to urge the enemy Fengrui!"

Fang Xing turned around, and said with a simple knife: "The Japanese bully the weak and fear the strong, and they are most afraid of the strong. Your Highness, let them see who is the strong. Let them see that my Ming army can still defeat them with dignity!"

Zhu Zhanji and Zhang Fu stepped forward, and even Yang Rong was wearing armor, and he walked to the edge of the battlements and looked down.

"Is that the monk soldiers of the Japanese country?"

Zhu Zhanji was a little curious, but not worried.

Fang Xing said: "Exactly, these are monks and soldiers trained in the name of protecting the Buddha. They are not afraid of death! They have been one of the most powerful forces in the Wa Kingdom in the past."

Zhang Fu's eyes were full of longing, he turned sideways and cupped his hands suddenly and said: "Your Highness, please lead the army to fight!"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "Your British lord's words are wrong! If all 30,000 cavalry come out, the Japanese army will never dare to attack with the whole army, and the counterattack will be weak at that time! Why don't I lead the Jubaoshan Guard and the Zhuque Guard to attack, Cavalry stand by."

Zhang Fu was surprised, and said depressedly: "Forget it, this strategy is better, you go ahead, I will hold the line behind."

He wanted to take advantage of this loophole, but Fang Xing directly exposed his thoughts: I want to kill the enemy!

Fang Xing bowed his hands to Zhu Zhanji, and then shouted: "Assemble under Jubao Mountain Guard and Zhuque Guard City!"

Is this going to strike?

Everyone's heart was beating, not nervous, but excited.

"Good guy!"

As soon as they arrived at the city gate, Li Mengling, who was dressed in silver, was leading people up to the city. Seeing Fang Xing leading the team to line up behind the city gate, she praised with great admiration.

Fang Xing nodded slightly, then turned to look at the array, and said in a deep voice, "Sing!"

Those monks and soldiers were approaching the city, their eyes were indifferent, and they felt that Seoul would not be an all-in-one enemy, so they should be able to beat them down.

"The city gate is open!"

After a cry of exclamation, the footsteps of the monk soldiers stopped, and then the formation became chaotic.

"This is your monk soldier?!"

Ashikaga Yoshichi, who came up to hold the formation from behind, saw that the formation was messed up, and couldn't help but turned around and asked.

The monk was also surprised, so he wore it from the middle to the front.

"Are they crazy?"

Ashikaga Yoshichi, who followed, saw the city gate slowly opening, and quickly ordered the main force to circle around from the two wings, preparing for a decisive battle.

This is the best opportunity!

Ashikaga Yoshichi swore that today he would defeat the Ming army that shocked the world, and then...

"How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with my son, the king Yu Xingshi, repair my spear, and share the same hatred with my son..."

The solemn singing sounded suddenly, Qin Feng Wuyi, this ancient battle song resounded on the battlefield again.

And it appeared on the battlefield against alien races!

The city gate was completely opened without any scruples, and groups of sergeants covered in plate armor, carrying guns and singing military songs, went out of the city with their heads held high.

"It's said that there is no clothes, and I share the same luster with my son, the king Yu Xingshi, repair my spear and halberd, and work together with my son..."

These arrays were neat and soul-stirring. They ignored the tens of thousands of enemy troops in front of them and quickly formed arrays outside the city.

"Demon God! This is the subordinate of that Demon God!"

A daimyo whose fiefdom is near the sea murmured, "They put themselves in iron cans. They are hard to hurt with swords and guns, but firearms are indestructible..."

After Jubaoshanwei came out, Suzakuwei followed.

With Jubaoshan Wei Zhuyu in front, Song Jianran certainly couldn't lose his momentum.

"Array!"

The Suzaku Guards were in position, and the carriage behind them came out with the cannons, and lined up on both wings in the specially left passage.

"About 8,000 people, one guard plus two thousand households!"

A general immediately reported the discovery to Ashikaga Yoshichi.

Ashikaga Yoshichi said with a sneer: "Ten times stronger than the enemy, gentlemen, you will definitely defeat the enemy today!"

"My lord, let the blood of the Ming people nourish our long swords!"

"My lord, please order!"

The subordinates all asked for the battle with a murderous look, and the big names were also worried that there would be less profit after the war, so they were not to be outdone, and asked to participate in it one after another.

Ashikaga Yoshichi said with satisfaction: "Get ready, bloodbath Seoul today!"

"Bloodwash Seoul!"

The huge sound was terrifying, but the array of Jubaoshanwei remained motionless.

"Uncle, the artillery is in place!"

Shen Yao's shout was heartbreaking, but Fang Xing's spirit was lifted.

"Follow me and shout!"

Fang Xing lightly knocked on the horse's belly, and rushed out of the formation under the protection of Xin Laoqi and others...