Ming Zuo

Chapter 1145 Growth of the Young Eagle

The sky was full of dark clouds, but not a single drop of rain fell.So much so that the blood could not be washed away, soaking the entire mountain.

Countless people trampled back and forth in such blood, fighting selflessly.

If you don't want your own blood mixed into it, you have to kill the enemy in front of you.

Amakusa Tokisada came running quickly from a very far away, looking a little out of breath.

"General Tang, please your army to act immediately, our casualties are too heavy."

Tang Wenhuan was unmoved, and his words were like ice.

"Our Xia army will not dispatch."

"why?"

Amakusa Tokisada was very dissatisfied with this answer.

Tang Wenhuan looked at his still immature face, meaning something.

"Only when the young eagle leaves the arms of its mother and struggles and soars in the wind and rain can it grow rapidly."

Amakusa Tokisada's face changed a few times.

He's a smart guy, get it.

Although the Shimabara rebels are very weak, they are fighting for themselves.

If you want to overthrow the oppressed feudal lords and truly stand up, you must pass the test of blood and fire and complete Nirvana.

Although Xia Jun's help allowed them to win easily, the Shimahara Rebel Army could never grow into a strong fighter.

One day after Xia Jun leaves, they will inevitably collapse quickly and eventually become the dust of the times.

Xia Jun's painstaking efforts made Amakusa Shizhen have mixed feelings.

"I'm sorry, but I was too fragile to live up to your high expectations. Stay tuned, we will surely win."

With a firm will, Tokisada Amakusa returned to the front line.

Here, Eemon, Yozaemon and others are all looking forward to it.

"When will the Xia army attack?"

In the early morning, Shizhen's face was tense, and her attitude was extremely firm.

"Can't we win without the help of others? How long do we need shelter from others?"

When everyone in the Shimahara Rebel Army heard his accusation, they were ashamed.

Amakusa Tokisada drew out his saber and pointed at the top of the mountain in the distance.

"I will lead the charge and behead Matsudaira Nobuzuna. We fight for survival, we fight for dignity, we fight for the future, we... are invincible!"

His proclamation elicited a flood of responses.

The Shimabara rebels were all bankrupt peasants who had nothing to fear.

A more violent attack began.

The front line defended by the shogunate army began to receive fierce impact.

"General, I can't hold on anymore, please break through."

The subordinates ran over in a panic and reported the situation of the battle.

Matsudaira Nobutsuna has long lost the dignity and elegance of the past. Although he is wearing a well-crafted armor, it has long been blackened and eclipsed.

There were wounds all over his face, hands, and body.The blood dripping continuously was slowly taking away his strength.

At this moment, Nobuzuna Matsudaira could only feel endless sadness.

He knew very well that failure was inevitable.

If the reinforcements haven't come after so long, it proves that they will never come again.

Breakout?

Where can I go?
This is the island of Kyushu, and the Shimabara peninsula with only one way out.

A complete dead end.

Since you can't break through, let's fight!
Even if he dies in battle, it will not tarnish the glory of his warrior.

Nobutsuna Matsudaira picked up his saber and walked to the front.

"We are the pawns of General Ooku who conquered the city, and we are the cornerstone of the shogunate. Although we will die here now, no one can underestimate our bravery. General Ooku will definitely avenge us."

Today's Tokugawa shogunate is in a thriving stage, so the shogunate army is fearless, knowing that they will die without losing morale.

The brutal fight has entered the final stage.

The shogunate army had not eaten for about ten days.

Although they are very brave, their tactics are far superior to those of the Shimabara Rebels.But the lack of physical strength can't make up for it anyway.

As for the disparity in strength, it has reached a point of despair.

After this period of development, the total strength of the Shimahara Rebel Army has exceeded [-], and more and more poor people joined in.

This is enough power to change the world in the current Dongpu.

The army of the shogunate was not afraid of death, but the morale of the Shimabara rebels who overthrew the brutal rule of the shogunate was also high.

Matsudaira Nobutsuna rushed from left to right and slashed to the right, waving his saber non-stop, not knowing how many enemies he had killed.

He only felt that his breathing became more and more rapid, and the raising and lowering of his arms became slower and slower.

Finally, when the saber was slashed down again, it did not lift up.

Matsudaira Nobutsuna looked around, only to find that his saber was deeply embedded in the enemy's body, stuck in the bones.

He tried hard to draw the knife, but his weak strength made this move futile.

A gust of wind came from behind, and Nobuzuna Matsudaira wanted to avoid it.However, with a stagger under his feet, he was actually half a minute slower.

A sharp pain in his lower back made his head tilt back involuntarily, and the hand holding the handle of the knife slowly let go.

He turned around with difficulty, and was shocked to find that the person who stabbed him with a spear turned out to be an ugly woman.

"Eight Grid Road!"

Nobuzuna Matsudaira was so angry that he couldn't believe that he, who had been brave all his life, would die at the hands of a pariah woman.

He waved his palm, wanting to hit the panicked woman to show his majesty.

Unexpectedly, just as the arm was raised, a cold light flashed, and it actually cut off his arm.

Matsudaira Nobutsuna let out a scream, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Then he saw a tall boy appearing in front of him.

The handsome and extraordinary face of that young man reminded him of something.

"You...you are the Tiantong, right?"

Amakusa Tokisada paused for a moment with the saber that was about to be inserted, and also recognized that the man in gorgeous armor in front of him should be Nobuzuna Matsudaira.

He changed his mind and put the blade on Matsudaira Nobutsuna's neck.

"The running dog of the shogunate, the devil who oppresses the people, only by beheading you can you wash away your sins."

Hearing that he was going to be beheaded, Matsudaira Nobutsuna's eyes were full of fear.

"Do not……"

Before he finished speaking, the sharp blade had already slashed, separating his head from his body.

Amakusa Tokisada turned the blade around, knocked his helmet away, and then inserted the point of the blade along his eyes.

Then he held Matsudaira Nobutsuna's head high.

"The general is dead, we won!"

The loud shouts made the battlefield quiet, and both the enemy and us couldn't help but look over.

After seeing the head on the tip of his knife clearly, the Shimahara Rebels burst out wanton cheers out of thin air.

However, the morale of the shogunate army fell directly to the bottom, and many people threw away their weapons and chose to surrender.

The invincible shogunate army that swept across Japan was completely defeated by a group of peasants.

(End of this chapter)