In the age of firearms, the role of spiritual power in war gradually decreased. The end of the crazy end of the shogunate army was completely a act of giving away heads. In the future, it was necessary to accept sanctions!

If you cannot rush to the enemy to launch a melee battle, no matter how strong your will or how high your fighting spirit is, it will be futile. If you keep a bullet, you will die.

Bronze beats the king or against the wind. What's the use of too many people? It doesn't matter how tactics are there. It's just a middle way to give people a head. This is not a bad head, but a pitiful one!

Therefore, no matter how desperate the shogunate army fought, it would not change the gap between the two sides.

Amid the intense sound of war drums, the Ming army's platoons were very imposing and the rhythm continued to accelerate. In front of them, there was a hazy smoke of gunpowder.

Behind the smoke were shogunate soldiers slumped on the charge, and they were sending them one by one, but the more they sent them, the fewer and fewer.

The thunderous volley was still dedicating his merits. Yoshizawa struggled to get up from the pile of corpses and squatted on the ground and looked around.

The shogunate soldiers in front were basically reimbursed. It was their turn to raise them up, so Yoshizawa would not die. He fell down and lay on a half-dead soldiers, suppressing his last breath.

Yoshizawa clearly remembered that twenty-three people stepped on him. Judging from the situation, there seemed to be fewer people rushing in front of him.

He sighed. At this time, he was in the middle of the battlefield, with the Ming army advancing layer by layer in front and the chaotic shogunate army behind him. He could not escape at all, so he could only wait for the Ming army to push him over and capture himself.

After experiencing so much, Yoshizawa seemed to have seen it out of his mind and simply lay on the ground and waited, thinking about the reasons for surrender.

He heard that the Emperor Ming issued a decree a few days ago, and as long as the shogunate army abandoned the dark and turned to the light, or surrendered voluntarily, they would be treated well.

For example, in the battle five days ago, the Ming army captured more than 2,000 shogunate soldiers and gave them good treatment: warm barracks, good food, and timely treatment.

I heard that in the prisoners' camp, the prisoners still have private spaces, and some prisoners even set up convenience stores to sell all kinds of things to their comrades...

After hearing the instructions, the army also sent officers to visit. Not only did they not punish them, they also felt very good.

I don’t know where this news spread to the shogunate camp, and it suddenly made the Ming army’s reputation for “preferential treatment of prisoners” spread.

Although the shogunate quickly refuted the rumors and advocated that the army killed people like mahjong and slaughtered prisoners at will, Yoshizawa Meiliang still chose to trust the Ming army.

Although he was a soldier, he had a big view of the situation. The war had reached this point. If the Ming army killed prisoners again, wouldn’t it be kicked by a donkey? How would they rule Japan in the future?

As he thought about it, Yoshizawa discovered that there was a vassal soldier who was hit on his right face beside him.

This guy was not dead, his face was covered in blood, and he couldn't speak like a mute, but just kept pointing at Yoshizawa.

Yoshizawa was shocked. This guy had a good outline, but now he was hit by a bullet and couldn't become a human. He was like a ghost. If he was placed at night, he would definitely scare people.

When the vassal soldier saw Yoshizawa discovering him, he seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and his bloody hands were scrambling to grab him, as if he was asking for help.

Yoshizawa ignored him and simply closed his eyes.

This vassal soldier was wearing pink cherry blossom armor. It can be seen that he had some status in the shogunate army, and maybe he was a sensible general or something.

However, in Yoshize's eyes, there is not a single good thing in his personal vassal soldiers. They usually like to bully the arrested young men on their own. It's not a thing, and they deserve it if they die!

After a while, Yoshizawa opened his eyes, but saw his relatives still lying on the ground. He tried hard to raise his head, blood sprayed in his mouth, and his throat seemed to be blocked by blood, making a sound of Joho, his eyes full of begging and looking at him, his desire to survive was very strong.

Yoshizawa suddenly looked at him and remembered something. Seeing that there were few people around him, the Ming army was still forty or fifty steps away, he quickly climbed towards his personal soldiers.

The eyes of the personal soldiers were full of hope, but then, what caught his eye was a big sole.

Yoshize kicked the personal soldiers with a sudden kick and couldn't move, then crawled towards him nervously, tearing his light armor, and searching all over his body for silver circles.

Finally, he found a small bag of silver balls, quickly stuffed them into his arms, and then crawled to the side and closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Before he knew it, Yoshizawa felt the earth tremble slightly, and the rumbling sound became louder and louder. He knew that the Ming army was approaching!

Yoshizawa's heartbeat was beating rapidly, his whole body was trembling, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

The Ming army's array was getting closer, their pace was firm and powerful, and Yoshize had even felt that their front line had already stepped beside him...

He turned his back to the Ming army and quietly narrowed his eyes to observe the surroundings. He saw that the front of the shogunate formation had collapsed in the Ming army's earth-shaking volley. No one charged and retreated in fear.

At this time, a thunderous horn sounded around him, followed by a loud shout that rang out not far from Yoshizawa: "Get the bayonet! Charge!!"

A sound of metal hitting sounded, and then the footsteps of the Ming army suddenly became chaotic, like a group of wild horses launching an attack on Nangong Mountain.

The Tianwu Army's sharp bayonet stabbed the shogunate soldiers one after another, ruthlessly reaping the cheap lives of the Japanese.

The shogunate army was finally exhausted. I don’t know which soldier was, first throwing away the weapons in his hand, turning his head and running back, shouting: “The Ming army is coming up, run away quickly, if you don’t run away, you will be dead!”

This behavior is like throwing a huge rock on the calm lake surface, splashing a large splash of water, but also rippling around circles and spreading outward.

The shogunate army first ran away, then more than a dozen, hundreds, or even thousands.

The Tianwu Army was like a moving war machine, constantly stabbing the enemies in front and chasing the fleeing enemy.

The shogunate army, who was mentally broken, screamed loudly and fled desperately.

Some of the vassal daimyos, retainers, and even middle-level samurai warriors still wanted to fight the Ming army and be loyal to the Tokugawa shogunate, but they were unable to curb the soldiers' escape.

The shogunate army accounted for the vast majority. Most of the strong men recruited and captured from farmers have always paid attention to the wind and ran against the wind. Once the emotions of failure spread, the king of heaven will not be useful when he comes!

With the rapid advance of the Ming army, the shogunate army completely collapsed and everyone fled in panic.

The tide of soldiers ran wildly among the crowd, and some of the famous guards were even squeezed out of the crowd.
Chapter completed!