Chapter 555 17. The Cannon Fires First

Okabe Motonobu somehow suddenly remembered his father Okabe Oyatsuna, who was just a few breaths away a few months ago. Before he died, the old man held his hand tightly and told him repeatedly that he was a subject of the Imagawa clan, and even if he died, he would die under the banner of Imagawa, and he must not forget the kindness that the Imagawa clan had done to the Okabe family for generations.

Of course he knew that he was a minister of Imagawa. The current governor of the Imagawa family, Imagawa Hikoro, was the son of Shorein, the daughter of Takeda Yoshinobu and Imagawa Yoshimoto, and the blood of Imagawa Yoshimoto was flowing in his body. It stands to reason that no matter how you calculate it, it is still Imagawa. They even changed the character Miao. Isn't that enough?

But since his father said so, Okabe Motobu also remembered it. He knew very well that his father was a man of many calculations. He helped Imagawa Yoshimoto rise to power during the Hanakura Rebellion, and he was much smarter than him.

Anyway, there is only one thing: I will always be loyal to the Imagawa family, and only loyal to the Imagawa family. I don't care about the other things. The family name Imagawa must survive. Whoever dares to overturn the table will dare to fight for his life.

So today it's his turn to lead his troops to attack the city. There's no point in saying, just hang out.

He called a few familiar subordinates, led more than 200 people, held large bamboo bundles soaked in tung oil, lit them, and rushed up to the city. The goal was of course to burn down the city gate. But it was a pity that "there were heavy casualties" and "we were unable to fight anymore". Two people died and forty or fifty were injured. They twisted their legs and dangled their waists, but they didn't rush to the city gate.

In the end, they retreated aggrievedly. The "wounded soldiers" screamed miserably along the way, as if they had experienced a bloody battle.

"The Shunshu Committee is really useless, so the Suwa Committee should go out to fight!" Takeda Nobushige, sitting on the left side of Takeda Shingen, suggested.

"Not necessarily. As long as it can consume the arrows in the city, it is worthy of use." Yuan Changyin, who was on Takeda Shingen's right, was still in the mood to joke.

"Let Junzhong come down and let Aiki Ichibei go up and try."

Takeda Shingen saw that the two lieutenants around him were relaxed and calm, so he was not too nervous. If the Surugas can't do it, they won't be able to do it. We don't expect them to conquer the city anyway, so we just need to replace them with cannon fodder.

The troops under Peishi City were lined up in layers, and they could only go out to watch the show. Who said that since ancient times, there is a road up the mountain, and one man can block it and ten thousand people can't open it.

Only one or two hundred people can go up in each attack, and they have to use their hands and feet, and be prepared to roll down the mountain. This is not a siege, it is simply an extreme climb.

The order of the soldiers is also very realistic. Those approaching the city are the new cannon fodder Suruga people, the replacements are the old cannon fodder Shinano people, and finally the backbone Kaibi people surrounding Takeda Shingen. As for the other scattered members of the Musashi Hachioji clan and the Sagami Tsukui clan, they were questioned later.

Therefore, the actual commander of the first section is Takeda Yoshinobu, and the actual commander of the second section is Suwa Katsuyori, and each has an assistant to assist him. They are arranged in order along the Xichuan River and are very orderly.

Aiki Ichibei's attack was quickly neutralized. The highly talented soldiers supported each other and ran back. They even adjusted the order while running, and automatically filtered the bleeding to the front row, which was very realistic.

I looked up at the sun and saw that it was probably past nine o'clock, which was the beginning of the hour. The battle had been going on for almost two hours. It's neither exciting nor tragic, just like a lively martial arts scene.

Today is going to be another boring day!

All Takeda Shoguns have this idea.

A flock of screaming birds flew across the sky, making a very confusing and annoying sound.

Yamamoto Kansuke, who was inspecting the casualties of the soldiers of the Sogi Corps in the formation and preparing to report to Suwa Katsuyori, suddenly felt a chill in his heart. How could the birds in the mountains fly out in such a hurry?

Enemy attack!

No matter who comes here, an enemy attack is an enemy attack, and the attacker is definitely not a friendly person!

As he mounted his horse and prepared to fly to the main formation to report, a violent explosion shook the earth and the earth.

Six artillery shells scattered from the same direction and smashed into Takeda's formation. Well, there is no need to report. Everyone knows that there is an enemy attack.

There were inevitable commotions among the three armies. The unknown enemy was so terrifying, and the unknown enemy also had cannons.

In this formation, the flag was flying, and the Baizu people rushed out quickly, ordering the Suruga people to be on guard against Toishi Castle, and the rest of the troops began to turn around to deal with the enemy situation in the Si'a Mountain.

But there was no sign of the enemy, and only the roaring shells came to greet them.

Who is it?

Takeda Shingen shouted in his heart!

Facing the rising sun, the splendid brilliance and the thousand-percent gold bamboo leaf horse mark answered him!

The unparalleled general of Tokuni, both talented and practical, Fujiwara bomb, who is praised as the most loyal and loyal of Togoku, is on the battlefield!

"It's Fujiwara Dansho!" General Takeda only looked at the horse mark. Who could not recognize Xiaoheita?

"Hahahahahahahaha, Fujiwara's bomb skills are at a loss. Don't we have a Nanbaru Otsutsuki in our army?" Takeda Shingen no longer showed the slightest panic after knowing the enemy.

He wanted reinforcements from Hojo, not just for the gunners of Folangji. After Hojo, the Franco machine gun, was cast, he could buy it at a low price, but Hojo refused to teach gunmanship to his life. He also bluntly said that this was the request of the Nanman people, and he would not give it to him if he did not teach him.

Takeda Shingen could only do the next best thing and borrow a gunner.

Nowadays, the Takeda main formation also has three cannons, and each cannon requires more than twenty people to serve. Although there are also artillery carriages, they are really just vehicles and cannot bring any benefit to the actual operation of the cannon. If the battlefield is moved, the more than twenty strong men will still need to pick and choose to follow up.

For the three cannons, a large barrel head was specially set up to control the cannons in this formation.

Since the two armies have not yet come into contact, it would be completely inconsistent with Takeda Shingen's style not to fire a round of artillery first and let Fujiwara get a taste of the shells.

The gunner borrowed by Hojo received the order and aimed at the Qianchengjinzhuye horse mark about 400 meters away. The idea was good, but unfortunately the Portuguese shotgun shells started flying around 200 meters away, and by the time they reached Kobayata's main team more than 400 meters away, they had already flown away. Of course, there were some results, and a pack horse in the team was killed.

In the rain of bullets, Kobayata sat safely on the Hundred-step, silently inspiring teams of soldiers. The golden bamboo leaves collided with each other in the wind, making a pleasant and crisp golden sound, like a victory song.

"Beat the drum, and order all armies to defeat the Takeda army with me today!"

The drummer of the main team took off the drum from his back and placed it on the wooden frame. A hatamoto samurai in the main team first hit it with a heavy hammer, and then began to cheer loudly.

The sound of the Yamaga-ryu drums infected every soldier of the Yamauchi army. Under the drums were elite soldiers who had been trained for more than 30 years with the ancestors of the Yamauchi clan.

The iron cannons and longbow foot soldiers were arranged in a row, firing one after another, divided into twelve squads, and circulating back and forth, pouring bows and ammunition on the Takeda army. Five hundred people on each side were under public supervision, waiting for the Takeda army to have a loophole, and then they would rush forward.

Xiao Pingtai saw clearly that there was a person sitting under the Shiru military flag 300 meters away.

"Doctor Takeda, I'm coming!"