Chapter 279 13. Murakami Yili's Deep Friendship

As for the foot soldiers, even the standing foot soldiers, their equipment is just like this. They can barely wear armor, have a battle hat, and carry a gauntlet. This is considered very good, but of course it is just good.

What will happen when facing a volley of iron cannons thirty meters away? Of course, they will die if they are touched.

They are not generals who can wear Nanbando armor, so that they can withstand the wind and waves for ten miles. If these foot soldiers encounter iron cannons, they have no cover and are basically doomed to die.

Under normal circumstances, they bring bundles of bamboo and stand in front of the formation. They also send their own longbowmen and iron cannon foot soldiers to shoot at each other, which can solve the opponent's attack.

But firstly, the Murakami army was hasty and did not bundle so many bamboo bundles, and secondly, there were not so many iron cannons.

Then Murakami Yoshikatsu thought that his soldiers could not be beaten in vain. It would not take long, and the soldiers would collapse after a few rounds of iron cannon volleys. By then, his capital would be lost, and there would be nothing left.

So he looked at the friendly forces on both sides who were in a stalemate, and thought that he could just rush forward thirty or forty meters, defeat the Chisaka team, and then retreat.

These long-handled foot soldiers actually had the same idea. It was impossible to turn around and run away. Murakami Yoshikiyo was staring at him from behind, and he would turn around and slash him. But the iron cannon only fired once a minute, and it would take a minute to rush to thirty meters.

Compared with Murakami Yoshikiyo's sharp sword, they were more willing to try the iron cannon of the Uesugi army.

After all, the iron cannon would not show its power if it did not fire in unison. Hundreds of people rushed forward, and at most dozens of people would be killed or injured. Who knows who died? In short, the probability is not high.

Murakami Yoshikatsu gave an order, and the soldiers did not hesitate, and rushed forward like pigs. Sure enough, at the beginning of the charge, the iron cannon on the opposite side fired a round of volleys, and immediately killed and injured more than twenty people, but that was all.

The rest of the people were lucky that the iron cannon foot soldiers who were weak in close combat just had to go up and harvest. The point is that although the iron cannon will not become your own trophy, it is still very nice to give it to the lord and get some rice as a reward.

Just when Murakami's foot soldier was thinking about it, the second and third rounds of bullets from the Chisaka team poured down.

They did not finish a round of volleys, but fired separately, continuously weakening the Murakami army.

Although only sixty or seventy people were killed in total, the team of the Murakami army that attacked Chisaka Kagechika was already in danger and full of anxiety.

Not to mention that the originally densely packed spear formation of Murakami Yoshikatsu's team also had huge gaps, and the spear tips that should have been closely woven became full of loopholes.

"Idiot!" This is Murakami Yoshikiyo.

"Good opportunity!" This is Uesugi Terutora.

"I will go to support the young master right away." The family elder Leganji Masakata took the initiative to ask for orders.

"Don't worry about that idiot, just fill the position of the front line." Murakami Yoshikiyo did not stop Leganji Masakata from going out.

The five or six hundred men of the Rakugan Temple team quickly moved to the front of the battle formation to fill the gap of several hundred men left by Murakami Yoshikatsu.

"Yamato, immediately dispatch two teams of battle-capable hatamoto, insert them into the front of the Murakami army from the left and right sides, try to eat up the front army's Murakami Jirobei, and open a gap." Uesugi Terutora pointed to the gap left by Murakami Yoshikatsu.

Naoe Kagetsuna immediately sent a message to the envoys, and the two teams of Uesugi hatamoto, who had already been ready, rushed out with a roar.

Compared with the situation of the Murakami Army's Rakugan Temple team, which was almost entirely infantry, Uesugi Terutora's hatamoto were naturally much higher in level. One horse and one step, forty or fifty cavalry, two hundred infantry, all of them were elite soldiers with bright helmets and armor, and they exchanged Echigo's blue hemp for gold.

In terms of judgment and reaction to the battle situation, Murakami Yoshikiyo was not much inferior to Uesugi Terutora. But in terms of the quality of soldiers, the Shinano people were ultimately inferior to the Echigo people.

The Echigo cavalry arrived first!

Are fifty cavalrymen few? Quite a lot! Not a little at all!

As they ran, they immediately isolated the Murakami Yoshikatsu team that had broken out from the Murakami formation. The archers, flag bearers, and formation men who were originally following the three hundred long-horned foot soldiers immediately panicked.

The Echigo cavalry were running behind them, and anyone would panic, let alone the miscellaneous soldiers who had no close combat ability at all.

Murakami Yoshikatsu also knew that he had played a big game at this time, and he would rather be shot there than attack forward. If he was shot, no matter how many people died, it would only be the loss of his father's foot soldiers.

Of course, there were also his own little thoughts in this. His eldest brother Murakami Yoshitoshi would inherit the family business in the future. Although he was also a legitimate son, the common practice of this era was to give him away or become a monk.

His father finally gave him this little man and let him show his ability. If he lost too badly and embarrassed himself in front of his father, it would be hard to say what his future situation would be.

In this way, Murakami Yoshikatsu was impatient!

Now the whole team is surrounded, the result is not difficult to predict. It is even possible to lose his life here and die on the spot.

Rakuganji Masakata rushed and rushed, but he was one step away and failed. He had to fill the gap left by Murakami Yoshikatsu first, and then ask for help from Murakami Yoshikiyo of his own team.

The Uesugi cavalry was still running circles around Murakami Yoshikatsu, inviting him to attack, waiting for the soldiers of the Murakami team to completely lose their hold and collapse before going up to chop melons and vegetables.

At this time, Yamamotoji Sadanaga and Chisaka Kagechika urged the army to oppress Murakami Yoshikatsu, and Kojima Sadaoki, the commander of the Uesugi hatamoto infantry, had also arrived. Kojima Sadaoki did not join them, but rushed into the reserve of Rakuganji Masakata.

The last trace of connection between Murakami Yoshikatsu and the Murakami formation may be abruptly cut off, and he was surrounded by more than twice the number of cavalry infantry on all sides, and his defeat was imminent!

"It seems that His Highness Juro has gone out to fight?" Naoe Kagetsuna said calmly.

Juro is Uesugi Juro Kagenobu, the lord of Koshikichi Castle, and the head of the Uesugi clan. He has 81 samurai and horses under his command, and is one of the most powerful Echigo Uesugi clan.

"There!" Uesugi Terutora pointed, and Uesugi Kagenobu, who commanded more than 80 horses, had already penetrated near the Uchiyama team on the right wing of Murakami on the battlefield. It seemed that he was taking advantage of the fact that Murakami Yoshikatsu was surrounded and the two wings were alarmed to strengthen the offensive of the Uesugi side on the left wing.

"Your Highness is probably not interested in this." Saito Asanobu and Naoe Kagetsuna blurted out at the same time.

"Hahahaha, wait for the opportunity!" Uesugi Terutora only laughed, but did not reveal his intention.

At the same time, Murakami Yoshikiyo was trying to weigh the pros and cons, whether to give up the 500 Murakami Yoshikatsu team, including the 300 standing troops, or to try to rescue them.

At this time, whether Murakami Yoshikatsu was his son or not was not a crucial matter. What he cared about was the direction of the whole battle.

But his eldest son Murakami Yoshitoshi did not have such a firm heart as him. After all, he was his brother with the same father and mother. It was just about 40 meters away from the main formation, and there was still a chance to save him.

"Father, father, father!" Murakami Yoshitoshi was a little anxious.

"Why does that idiot care about him!" Murakami Yoshikiyo scolded.

"Your Highness, the young master also cares about the brotherhood." Yashiro Masakuni advised.

Murakami Yoshikiyo turned his head and watched the battle situation. He no longer opposed the rescue of Murakami Yoshikatsu. Murakami Yoshikiyo thanked Yashiro Masakuni with his eyes. He once again led more than a hundred Murakami cavalrymen to go out.