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Chapter 588 Full Bow
The first to attack was not the defensive formations from the low mountain. With the banners unfurling over there, the city's own generals headed out of the city.

Each team came out of the Ashgaru city gate. As the elite team left behind in the city, each Ashgaru carried colorful banners, hats like a wall and spears like a forest, and led by a left-behind Wanshi lord to attack Wang Rulong's left wing.

Wang Rulong raised his helmet and paused, holding the knife in one hand and scratching his itchy scalp with the other behind his ears. An expression of discomfort and comfort mixed on his face at the same time. Finally, he flicked the stains left by scratching under his fingernails, and turned his head to look at him in disgust. Li Rubai straddled beside him.

Guangfu Prison Bully raised his arms and pointed at the erected Mingzi banner, saying: "They can't see such a big Mingzi, so how many small hundred households will they send out?"

Just as he was about to wave the command flag to call for bombardment, Li Rubai stepped forward to stop Wang Rulong, saying: "Don't worry, general, the real enemy is over there, don't let the enemy find out the truth."

As he spoke, Li Rubai raised his two fingers and gestured slightly in front of the horse. Four centurions composed of Jurchen and Korean soldiers moved to the left flank alternately in formation. During the battle, these Liaodong uncles also stopped playing, and each of them held their weapons tightly, with a dignified expression, and moved slowly behind the formation with a towering trident helmet spear.

Before the formation of the left wing, clusters of feathered arrows pierced the shallow soil, and the Korean archer holding a sandalwood bow stood quietly behind, watching the slowly pressing mountain name Ashgaru, waiting for Baihu's shooting order.

There were less than [-] soldiers charging from the opposite side, but Li Rubai used four hundred households and [-] elite servants, which made the prison bully in Guangcheng feel uncomfortable. He crossed his arms and said, "We can't beat him?"

"Can't beat it."

"The Japanese soldiers are vulnerable, but the samurai are very fierce. Because of the region where they are located, the army is light and brave. Once fighting in the street or with the same force in the field, the Korean soldiers and the Weisuo army are not their opponents—the ordinary Weisuo army, Qi Shuai and Chen Shuai's practice doesn't count." Li Rubai talked eloquently and suddenly remembered the special case of Chen Mu, and added a sentence deliberately, and then continued: "But it's not invincible. Fighting alone, the Jurchen soldiers before me can beat the three of them. This is better than Mongolian soldiers and Korean soldiers."

Wang Rulong crossed his arms and glanced at the Jurchen soldiers who were six feet tall in front of the formation, and then looked at the famous soldiers on the mountain who were about as tall as Mongolian horses lined up in the spear formation and attacked with a chuckle.

After all, war is not a fight between hooligans, but a competition of will to fight. The peasants and soldiers of Ming and North Korea are used to defense, and the Mongolian soldiers are used to plundering. This is both an advantage and a disadvantage in war.

The Jurchens are hunters between the black mountains and the white waters, while the Japanese are the paupers under Mount Fuji. They are really desperate when they go out to fight.

As for the ordinary ashigaru in this era in Japan, they are roughly the same as the Weisuo Army. They grew up in the small army formation, and the Ming army commander in the large army formation. The difference--samurai who are junior officers can live to this time, no matter whether the level of fighting is fighting and burning fields or killing Yingye, most of them can be said to have experienced hundreds of battles.

There is not much difference in other things. In the final analysis, regardless of whether the guards or the ashigaru are just soldiers, they will do anything that is beneficial in battle and in line with the general's order.

In the blink of an eye, the two armies on both sides approached dozens of paces. The archers in the Ashgaru team prepared to draw their bows from the flanks, while the Korean soldiers launched an attack earlier with their sandalwood bows. The bow was not included in the first projection—the bows used by ordinary Jurchen soldiers are not as far away as the Korean sandalwood bows. The Jurchen minor nobles who were born as chiefs use long-tipped bows to shoot heavy arrows. They have to wait for the best bows opportunity.

In fact, the Jurchen warriors looked at the rushing mountain ashigaru with eyes burning. Their general Li Rubai promised a reward before the battle. If the enemy they kill wears iron armor, five heads can pass them a Ming army Breastplates and hoods, and iron armbands and greaves were given to them as military exploits.

The feathered arrows of the Korean soldiers flew up in front of the battle, flying across the battlefield like locusts and falling into the enemy's formation. The bows and arrows were scattered for the purpose of suppression, followed by the archers of the Yamanashi Ashgaru team holding bows and bows under the cover of a large scull After advancing more than ten steps, he began to fight back. A large bow taller than a person was pulled away, and the feathered arrows were thrown out.

At this time, the Jurchen leaders standing at the forefront of the Ming army looked at each other, and stepped forward with their fists pounding on their chests. Light feathered arrows flew above their heads, and they strode forward with big strides and heavy bows.

At forty steps, someone was knocked down by an arrow shot by the Ashgaru big bow. The Jurchen leader cursed a few words, but did not stop.

Thirty steps away, some tribal leaders were shot in the face by heavy bows and short arrows. Their footsteps did not stop, they just walked faster.

At twenty steps, there were only fifty Jurchens who drew their big bows and stood almost face to face with the enemy army, facing those Ashgaru who were running towards them with long spears, and drew their bows.

The tooth-piercing sound of bowstrings opened in front of the formation, and the Jurchens, who rarely had armor, used precise shooting methods to shoot the murderous weapon in their hands at the enemy—the arrow shot out, the armor pierced, and people died.

The arrow rain from the North Korean soldiers arrived as scheduled, and at this dangerous distance, the Jurchens gritted their teeth and touched the weapons on their waist and back after firing their bows, only to hear their leader order again: "Open the bow! "

A row of longbows was drawn again. The time they took to shoot one arrow was enough time for the Korean soldiers to shoot two arrows. The second time they fired the bows, some even let them go before they were fully drawn, because the enemy's line was already in disarray. Shocked by the precision of the heavy bow, the Ashgaru team approached five or six steps with long spears.

The heavy arrow was released again, more powerful and more accurate than the first arrow.

Even the iron helmet cannot be avoided, and the long arrow even penetrates the double layer of the battle armor, piercing through the enemy with great power.

Only a burst of shots overwhelmed more than twenty feet.

Those Ashgaru gunmen who had already rushed to the front were shot down from left and right, and more than a dozen people dropped their spears and turned around and ran away. Can only turn around and retreat.

The Jurchen leader let out a heroic laugh on the battlefield. The nervousness and excitement almost made him cry: "Go forward, open the bow!"

The next moment, arrows from He Bow shot him down.

But at this moment, this was not conducive to the situation on the battlefield. Regardless of the comrades who were shot, the Jurchen warriors who still had the strength to open their bows continued to run forward, draw their bows, stand still, and release their arrows according to orders.

Even those footgaru archers with eight-foot bows were no match for them in close range shooting, and the teams were defeated one by one by them.

After a short while of fighting, more than two hundred Yamanashigaru were beaten by the Jurchen's desperate fight and fled in embarrassment all over the battlefield. When the enemy escaped out of range, the Korean soldiers drew their sabers and stepped forward to kill the injured enemy. Executed one by one, and rescued the Jurchen warriors who were injured by the arrow, the Liaodong cavalry joined the battlefield. The heavy horseshoes crushed the remaining formation of the fleeing enemy, and the huge weapons smashed one head after another from behind.

No one can escape the pursuit of four hooves.

Big win.

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)