Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 176 The Guanning Cavalry is invincible, kill!

"Ming lords, the Izumo dock is ahead."

It was almost dusk, and under the guidance of Wojian, the whole team arrived at a sea area.

The armored warrior with a bruised face pointed to the distant coastline with a flattering look and described the situation there.

"Izumo Pier is where the Amago family's fleet docks. There are about 200 ships."

Hearing this number, Wang Jun frowned.

"Your Highness, it seems that the Niwa family is quite powerful. They actually have 200 warships."

"Haha, Commander Wang, don't be scared by this number."

"Brother, is there something wrong here?" Wang Jun was confused and didn't understand why he was being too cautious.

Zheng Zilong explained with a smile: "Commander Wang, you don't know that you should listen less to what these little idiots say."

"Of the 200 ships he mentioned, most are fishing boats." He raised his hand and pointed at several captured sailing ships: "Warships like these are considered high-end here."

"Among the 200 ships he mentioned, if there are 20 warships like this, it would be considered a strong naval force in Japan."

Wang Jun nodded suddenly.

He said that it was a bit too exaggerated that a small Izumo force in Japan had 200 warships.

"Let him continue."

Zhu Zhanjun looked at the dock through the telescope in his hand and ordered the translator to continue urging the armored warrior to speak.

"Hurry up and work."

The translator kicked the armored warrior on the butt.

The personnel configuration of Zheng Zilong's fleet is a copy of the personnel of Zheng Zhilong's fleet in another world.

These people sail in Japan and other areas all year round, and almost everyone can speak Japanese.

"Hi!"

The warrior endured the pain of being kicked and quickly replied: "It is said that there are more than 30,000 soldiers, all of them are armored warriors."

After hearing the translator's story, Zhu Zhanjun's mouth twitched.

More than 30,000 people. Zhu Zhanjun even doubted whether there were more than 30,000 people in Izumo.

According to his memory, the Izumo Kingdom at that time, although not a wild place, was almost a wild place.

But he didn't correct it. After all, history is a little girl, and whoever is the winner can dress up this little girl.

Who knows whether the history of later generations will be recorded with bias.

Regardless of whether the other side has 30,000 troops or not, Zhu Zhanjun will be prepared to fight against 30,000 troops.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and under the command of Zheng Zilong, the fleet began to slowly approach the coast.

To prevent being discovered by the enemy, all lights were prohibited on the ship.

"Your Highness, everything is almost ready."

When the fleet arrived at the approximate area, Wu Sangui, wearing armor, strode over and reported to the soldiers that they were ready.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded.

He took a few people to the rear deck.

Two large ships were docked together, and thousands of soldiers were waiting quietly.

"Can these two ships hold so many people?"

Looking at the army standing on the deck quietly waiting for orders, without any sound except the sea breeze, Wang Jun felt a little confused.

Zhu Zhanjun looked back at him, and Wang Jun immediately became serious, holding the knife at his waist, and followed Zhu Zhanjun.

These thousands of soldiers were wearing the standard leather armor of the Ming army. Each of them had a long sword and a short sword on their waist, various combat weapons in their hands, and a round shield on their backs. They were fully armed to the teeth.

What made Wang Jun and others even more puzzled was that these people were wearing ghost head masks, and it was unclear what these soldiers looked like.

For some unknown reason, when Wang Jun got close to these soldiers, he felt a creepy feeling and got goosebumps all over his body.

Years of military experience told him that this army was very dangerous.

"Wow!"

Zhu Zhanjun had just stood on a high place when the thousands of soldiers below raised their hands and knocked on their breastplates.

Zhu Zhanjun returned the salute solemnly and pointed to the Izumo Wharf which was about to disappear into darkness.

"Those who resist will be killed without mercy."

"Wow!"

All the soldiers pounded their breastplates.

"Go."

After returning the salute again, Zhu Zhanjun gave the order to set off.

Wu Sangui clasped his fists and saluted, then began to arrange for the soldiers to disembark the assault boats.

It is very difficult for a normal army to launch a surprise attack near dark.

Although it was not dark yet, the vision had been affected.

Due to long-term malnutrition, many soldiers in ancient times suffered from night blindness. Without light at night, they were no different from blind people.

Coupled with long-term mental tension, some troops are prone to problems.

This is also the reason why in ancient times, if there was a night attack and no prior preparation, the army would easily collapse.

However, the soldiers led by Wu Sangui did not have these problems.

They are the guardian warriors who followed Xu Da and are the embodiment of countless heroic spirits of the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

They had no emotions, no fear or terror, only infinite loyalty to Zhu Zhanjun and the desire to kill their enemies.

They are semi-spiritual beings, and their physical vision is not affected in any way.

Even if their heads were chopped off, as long as they were returned to the space and brewed with water mixed with golden spring water for a period of time, they would be restored to their original state.

Simply put, they are a group of heroes who are not afraid of death and have no fear.

The appearance of these soldiers made Lao Zhu depressed for a long time.

These soldiers are in a semi-solid state, unlike Xu Shou and others, who will be affected by the sun when they appear in the outside world.

As long as it is not exposed to strong ultraviolet rays for a long time, the impact of ordinary sunlight will not be significant.

As long as you return to the space regularly and brew it with water mixed with golden spring water, you can recover.

This strong body makes Lao Zhu envious.

He even shouted that he would be willing to be a soldier as long as it allowed him to get out.

These soldiers were fully armed, but their movements were not affected at all. They slid off the boat nimbly one by one and boarded the small boat under the guidance of officers from each team.

Soon, dozens of small boats full of soldiers, with the help of the soldiers and taking advantage of the dark sky, slowly approached the pier with some lights.

As the leader, Wu Sangui sat on the first ship, and their ship would soon be the first group of people to land.

Pushed by the waves, the boat quickly moved towards the dock.

"Splash...splash..." The waves hitting the bottom of the boat make people drowsy.

Momotaro, who was ordered to stay behind to guard the ship today, yawned out of boredom.

"Damn you Sanlang, I'm here to guard you, and you're hugging a beautiful girl on the shore. I can't curse you."

The seaside was humid, and the boat was small and the waves were big, so no one wanted to stay on the boat.

Often, once the ship docked, those warriors of status and ability would go directly ashore to have fun.

People like Momotaro who have no ability, no status and no connections do not have such treatment. Sleeping on the boat to shelter from the wind and rain is the only difference between them and those serfs.

"bump!"

Suddenly a faint collision sound was heard.

Momotaro looked back, but the sea was dark and he couldn't see anything.

After waiting for a while and making sure there was no movement, he yawned and lay down with his samurai sword in his arms.

However, he did not notice that the moment he lay down and closed his eyes, a figure wearing a ghost mask climbed onto the boat.

Momotaro, who was about to count sheep before falling asleep with his eyes closed, suddenly shivered.

He opened his eyes subconsciously, and a terrifying ghost face appeared in front of him.

"Woo..."

He was about to scream when a cold big hand covered his mouth.

"puff!"

A sharp iron spike pierced into Taro's forehead and instantly penetrated his brain.

When his prey stopped moving, the ghost-faced soldier pulled out a thin iron spike, rubbed it on Taro's body, and began to check other areas on the boat under the cover of shadows.

After making sure it was safe, he made a strange insect sound from his mouth.

One by one, figures flipped out from under the boat, jumped onto the dock in the darkness, and quickly headed towards where the fire was rising.

"who?"

It was just getting dark, it was impossible for everyone to be asleep.

With so many people walking on the wooden pier, the noise was bound to be quite loud.

A few little squashes who were sitting by the fire, drinking wine and cooking dinner, stood up when they heard the noise and shouted in the direction of the noise.

"Whizzing…"

There were a few sounds of breaking through the air, and to the horror of a few little gourds, sharp arrows flew out from the darkness.

"Pfft..."

Several guys suddenly had several feather arrows on their bodies and fell down without a sound.

One of them fell directly into the iron pot on the fire, and although he was not yet dead, he let out a scream instantly.

"Enemy attack enemy attack!"

A loud shout rang out instantly.

The little kids who were resting in the bamboo houses, eating dinner, or exercising with women suddenly jumped up.

They picked up their weapons and rushed out one by one.

"bump!"

One of them had just climbed up from the woman, not even bothering to put on his clothes, and before his hands could touch the door, it was kicked open.

In the dim firelight, a ghost face appeared outside the door.

The little pumpkin was startled, and before he could react, a silver light flashed, and his half-bald pumpkin-like head was instantly cut off.

"what!"

The woman who was preparing to put on her clothes on the bamboo mat in the room was frightened by this scene and screamed loudly.

"puff!"

A crossbow arrow pierced through her screaming mouth, pierced the back of her head and nailed to the curtain wall.

The woman, who still looked somewhat human, fell heavily on the bamboo mat with her eyes wide open, and blood flowed out from the back of her head.

The ghost-faced soldier calmly reloaded a crossbow, glanced briefly around the room, and quickly ran to another room.

Screams, wails and sounds of killing rang out everywhere on the dock. Under the illumination of the jumping flames, the silver light continued to flash, and from time to time someone fell to the ground with screams.

"Devils, they are devils!"

A little kid who had managed to stab his samurai sword into the gap in the ghost-faced soldier's leather armor let out a scream when he saw that the other party had no reaction at all, and not even blood came out from the place where he was stabbed.

"puff!"

A flash of cold light passed by, and the guy's head was cut off.

The ghost-faced soldier calmly pulled out the samurai sword that had stabbed into the gap, threw it on the corpse, raised the weapon in his hand, and looked for the next enemy.

"They are devils, they are devils sent by the evil god, run!"

More and more of their companions fell to the ground, and the remaining little pumpkins were so scared that they no longer dared to fight and turned around and ran away in terror.

"No need to chase."

Just as the soldiers were about to pursue, Wu Sangui ordered them to stop.

After shaking off the blood on his knife and sheathing it, Wu Sangui shouted, "Check all the houses. Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy."

The ghost-faced soldiers did not respond loudly, but turned around and began searching each house in small teams.

Wu Sangui called a few people, pointed at the fleeing warrior, ran to the dock, took out a firework from his sleeve, and lit it on a burning corpse nearby.

“Ji, pa!”

A firework exploded in the sky.

After a while, a large ship docked at the pier.

Zhu Zhanjun got off the boat, and Wu Sangui hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying, "Your Highness, the dock has been cleared, and I have asked the Jinyiwei accompanying me to follow me when I escape."

Zhu Zhanjun nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand and waved, and thousands of cavalrymen appeared on the empty dock.

The leading cavalry officer was tall, at least two meters tall, and under his crotch was a huge black horse.

This is the first generation of children evolved from Kangxi. Although not as tall as its father, it is also tall and mighty among the horse population.

"Go ahead. I'm going to have breakfast at Tsukiyama Tomita Castle."

"As ordered."

Wu Sangui responded and climbed onto the only empty horse.

He raised his hand and pulled the reins, the horse jumped forward high, let out a cry, turned beautifully, and faced the direction where the Japanese soldiers fled.

Wu Sangui raised his whip and said, "The Guanning cavalry is invincible. Kill!"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound of horse hooves rumbled as thousands of cavalrymen, led by Wu Sangui, followed the signal left by the Embroidered Uniform Guards and pursued the enemy.

(End of this chapter)