Pillars of the Wu family

Jinbao Changzhi led an army of [-] to attack from the Oyabe River in the west, and forced Kaga's [-]-odd army to retreat steadily to the east, where Saito Tonobu's subordinates had more than [-] people Yi Yikui, who was under the pressure of more than [-] Duanhou, couldn't lift his head. The Fangguan after Duanhou saw Chaosheng Temple's photo and returned. Take the opportunity to counterattack back in one fell swoop.

Inspired by the illusory reinforcements, he has always played his true "color" of recklessness, shouting the Buddha's name and rushing into the gun forest against the rain of arrows, and he is not afraid at all when he sees broken corpses hanging on the blade of the gun , but for a moment, the stumped limbs and arms, as well as the viscera and intestines soaked in various colors were picked out by the sharp knives. In terms of killing techniques, these Kaga Ichikui troops are much worse than elite warriors, and they are protected by arrays Even twenty one-foot-lights would never want to change the life of a samurai.

Chaosheng Temple did not expect to be chased up so quickly after leaving two thousand pieces, and he just wanted to yell, but his dignity as a general did not allow him to lose his dignity, so he had to desperately urge the army to fight against that After the [-] breaks, the Yikui army has been converging. Only when the two armies converge and gather nearly [-] troops, there may be a chance for a battle.

Saito Chaoxin saw the tens of thousands of troops rushing from a distance, all of them flustered and scattered, and immediately called out a thousand cavalry to lead them to bypass the Duanhou army and rush to Chaosheng Temple. When the monks in the army saw the murderous Saito Asanobu, their souls flew out of their bodies in fright. Some monks were so frightened that they trembled and their legs were as soft as noodles. They fell off their horses and were unable to dodge behind them. His mount was stepped on, and he was trampled into a meat paste in a short while.

Chaoshengsi Mishao hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up! Separate out a part of the cavalry to resist Saito's army, and the rest of the army will join the poor monk and the main force of the ranger!"

But at this juncture, almost no one is willing to die. The brave officials are all left behind. Shengsi Mizhao even called three times but no one came out to answer, so he "forced" him in a hurry and directly called the two officials to die.

The two officials didn't dare to disobey the order, but how could they be willing to be killed, so they reluctantly led the army and rushed over, only to be scattered by a wave of cavalry from Saito Asanobu.In this little time, no less than two hundred lives could be lost, which can be called a one-sided massacre, and the time they won was less than half a quarter of an hour.

Chaoshengsi Mizhao was no longer in the mood to scold, holding the trembling Banruoyuan in his arms, he gritted his teeth and rushed to the ranger after the breakup. After he led the remnant army, they finally joined together, and Chaoshengsi Shengzhi and Chaosheng could not be found. The two Si Shengli brothers, or the square official, carefully pointed to the two tall and strong corpses vaguely lying in the pile of corpses in the distance.

The two brothers met Saito Asanobu unfortunately.The two brothers, who are already average in battle on horseback, dared to swing the cast iron Zen stick and attack Saito Asanobu on both sides, but they were easily blocked and took two shots to take their lives. When he was crying bitterly, Jinbao Changzhi had already killed him from the west, and Choshoji Misho gritted his teeth and made up his mind to flee to the north, where he forcibly crossed the Yamada River and fled to the center of Tonami Plain. [

At this moment, there was a sound of military taiko drums from the bank of the Yamada River.The very rhythmic drum beats made the battlefield fall into a brief moment of silence. Tens of thousands of eyes fixed on the shadowy figure under the misty clouds and mists on the bank of the Yamada River. Remembering the drumbeat seems to make the pulse beat, and many people are shocked by the cold wind in the morning.

I don't know when the cold morning wind blew on my face, cold and wet like Chaoshengsi Mizhao's hands are cold and have no temperature at all, and the Prajna Temple Zhenru he is pulling is leaning against him at some point Trembling with fright.Chaoshengsi Mishao swallowed his saliva and prayed secretly: "Gods and Buddhas bless! It must be Sugiura Genren, and it is best to have the five thousand elites of the poor monk. It will be much easier to have their support!"

But he will soon be disappointed and quickly turn into despair. The strong morning wind blows away the mist on the field, revealing a black mass on the bank of the Yamada River, with no less than ten thousand elites. Ryo and Chikuwa five sasa flags, and the one standing in front of the pocket with the authority of Iizuna is the dragon Uesugi Masatora of Echigo.

The military taiko drum stopped suddenly, Uesugi Masatora rode his horse lightly out of the main formation, and pressed his left hand wrapped with a long string of rosary beads on the scabbard at his waist.With his right hand, he gently pulled out his beloved Taidao Xiaodouchangguang. In the clear morning when the clouds cleared and the mist cleared, this bright knife light was so dazzling, and there was a trembling cruelty in the coldness.

He raised up the little bean Changguang in his hand, pointed at Kaga, who was stunned, and shouted to the Ichikui army: "The Great Bodhisattva of the South Hachiman! The Great Bodhisattva of the South Hachiman!"

"Nan Hachiman Great Bodhisattva! Nan Hachiman Great Bodhisattva..." The ten thousand black-armored warriors roared frantically, as if some kind of call was reminded over and over again, evoking the long-standing memories accumulated in their blood.That indelible memory.

Gradually, the Kakizaki Kei family pulled out their swords and roared loudly, Saito Asanobu raised his big gun and roared, even Jinbo Changchi also raised his swords and roared loudly, and the [-] troops behind him followed suit unconsciously stand up.Over and over again as if it would never stop, many soldiers shouted with hoarse throats, tears filled their eyes and even cried bitterly.

The war came to a sudden and strange standstill. Kaga, who was surrounded in all directions, was like a mouse surrounded by a large group of civet cats. He huddled in the center of the encirclement and did not dare to move. Shaken by restraint, square officials are also samurai, even if they are rejected by the shogunate, but they also have ancestors who have followed the white flag of "South Hachiman Great Bodhisattva" to fight.

What the Buddha's name bears is not only the honor and disgrace of the personal governor, but also the glory of all the warriors in the world. They can be insensitive or cold-blooded, but they cannot deny that they are warriors and cannot completely betray their class just because of a geographical factor. The protection of the skin of the samurai is at best an ordinary farmer and soldier trembling with a bamboo spear beside him, or perhaps a famous corpse lying in a stumped limb.

Suddenly a strong wind blew down from the mountain from a completely different direction, and the howling mountain wind blew many ashigaru back a few steps, but Masatora Uesugi suddenly roared wildly: "Listen! That's the voice of Hachiman Daibodhisattva ! Listening to our voices! Hachiman Bodhisattva is responding to us! Hachiman Bodhisattva is blessing us! May we win this battle!"

Uesugi Masatora's words instantly raised morale from full to forceful. The samurai yelled and vented their fanatical emotions. Many young samurai were restless like crazy gorillas, baring their teeth and screaming, wanting to draw their knives and rush over However, as the restlessness of the Kira Army became more and more intense, the morale of the Kaga Ichikui Army also fell to the bottom.

Kira's army roared wildly from all directions, roaring like a mountain roar and a tsunami: "This battle must be won! It must be won! It must be won..."

"... Great monks! Great monks! You are talking! Let's surrender! This battle is really impossible!" A group of terrified monks and disciples surrounded Chaosheng Temple to take photos, chattering in unison Nagging, completely ignoring that there was no trace of blood on his face.

"The whole army listens to the order! The front line has always been the same, but if there is resistance, shoot to kill!" Following Masatora Uesugi's order, tens of thousands of troops with high morale launched an assault at the same time, and the warriors scrambled for more The advantageous position, as if the enemy in front of them is their life and death enemy, and they wish to eat their flesh and bones.

At that moment, Chaoshengsi Mizhao desperately wanted to give up, but the Prajna Temple Zhenru who was leaning on him made him very reluctant, and finally gritted his teeth and ordered the whole army to form an formation to resist, and he brought fifty horse confidants to The north fled desperately. The monks and officials never expected that Chaosheng Temple Misho would abandon them at a critical moment. Under the mental breakdown, he was torn to pieces by the stormy attack of the Kira army without any movement. [

More than a dozen Kagabo officials knelt and surrendered before the sword fell on their heads. They would rather surrender than die here in vain. The Kaga army has always been very clear about the blood of their defeat. Even the general can only escape with fifty riders. It is conceivable that the 10,000+ army will eventually be wiped out and turned into nothing.

Either die or surrender, even if the captives are exchanged by Yi Xiangzong afterwards, no one will blame them for their final choice of surrender when they return to Kaga. The more than 1 monks and soldiers abandoned by Shengji Temple, as well as the monks and disciples, all died in battle. The former died in pursuit of benevolence and loyalty, and the latter wanted to surrender but the Kira army refused to give it a chance.

Fifty cavalry monks guarded the Chaosheng Temple, and their actions fluctuated from left to right, taking advantage of the nearby groves to cover the Yamada River, and then to the Oyabe River. Going to Anyangji Castle, the gateway to the west, I found that there is no suitable ferry near the Oyabe River. The junction of the Oyabe River and the Yamada River is ahead. There are many tributaries nearby, making the Oyabe River flow turbulent. There is no way to do it without boats. to cross the river.

Misho of Chaosheng Temple pulled Bannuoin and stood in a daze in front of the Oyabe River. It would be too late to turn back and go south to find the ferry. The sound of iron hooves behind him gradually approached and rumbled like thunder. Fifty cavalry monks surrounded him. They are all monks and soldiers of Chaosheng Temple's own family, and they are reliable, loyal and brave.

Awakened by the rapid sound of iron hooves, Chaoshengji Mishao suddenly realized that he was fleeing, and then looked back to see anxious faces, sighed, got off his horse and walked to the river bank, drew out the sword at his waist and looked at Meimei. The flowery Prajna Temple Zhenru said in a low voice: "The life of the poor monk will definitely not be kept. It is better to end it by yourself than to be killed by them. After I die, you will take my head and sacrifice it. For the sake of my brain, they will definitely spare your life." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)

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