Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

The sound of the ship moving was drowned out by the sound of the waves.

A distance of several hundred meters was passed in the blink of an eye.

Mao Wenlong jumped off the bow first, and the rest of the soldiers followed.

After everyone got off, the Guangzhou ship left and the Ma ship came over.

One after another, the war horses were led down with snorting.

Taking the reins handed over by Shang Kexi, Mao Wenlong turned over and jumped onto the horse's back, whispering orders.

"Be careful!"

"Don't fall here!"

Shang Kexi grinned and said, "Don't worry, sir. We have dealt with Japanese pirates before."

"With guys like them, the little one can kill a hundred people in a row!"

Kong Youde raised the three-barreled gun in his hand and echoed beside him: "That's right, I guarantee that I will kill the Japanese dwarf with one hammer!"

Mao Wenlong glared at them and said nothing more. He urged his horse to move slowly forward along the mountain road.

Marching at night, especially in a foreign country, is actually a very risky behavior.

But even Zuo Liangyu dared to challenge me, how could I tolerate this?

Therefore, it is worth taking some risks to prove that you are still as good as ever!

While they were marching, Geng Zhongming had already led his men to a valley two miles away.

There were lights on in the valley, it looked like a village where the Japanese gathered, but it also looked like a barracks.

Because there were four figures standing on the fence outside the village entrance, as if they were on guard.

From time to time, the sounds of Japanese people shouting and women crying could be heard from the village.

Geng Zhongming and his men were lying in the woods a few dozen meters away from the fence wall.

Hearing footsteps ahead, Geng Zhongming looked up and saw that it was the scout he had sent out, so he lowered his voice and asked.

"Have you found out?"

The scout clasped his fists and said, "My Lord, there are only a hundred people in this valley, and they are all infantry."

Geng Zhongming asked, "Do you have armor?"

The sentry smiled and took out something from behind and handed it over: "I do have A, but it's just this kind of garbage strung together with bamboo strips."

Geng Zhongming just took a look, then took it and threw it into the woods.

"Don't wait for the generals, charge in directly!"

There were only a hundred people, he didn't take them seriously at all!

The Dongjiang Army is best at harassing and raiding behind enemy lines, and they have done this countless times.

What’s more, the target before was the Jiannu, but these are just trash who are not even as tall as their shoulders!

As soon as he finished speaking, Geng Zhongming stood up and rushed out of the woods.

Twenty strong men followed closely behind, and each of them had already taken down a crossbow from his waist while still running.

When he reached the fence, Geng Zhongming raised his hand and shot an arrow.

call out!

The arrow cut through the air and went straight into the chest of a Japanese sentry.

At the same time, the men behind him also pulled the trigger.

At such a close distance, almost none of the twenty arrows hit the target.

There are four sentinels, and the distribution is not very even.

Some were hit by seven arrows, while others were only hit by three.

But they certainly didn't have the mind to care about this matter, because before their bodies fell down, they were supported by someone and stabbed in the heart!

Then, the fence door was pushed open and Geng Zhongming was the first to rush in.

He became famous not only because he was one of Mao Wenlong's adopted sons. There were tens of thousands of Dongjiang troops, and without real skills, how could Mao Wenlong possibly accept him!

Even the finances of the Dongjiang Army were managed by him!

His courage to fight and kill, his bravery and skill in battle, as well as his resourcefulness are the fundamental reasons why Mao Wenlong values ​​him!

Chapter 365 Who are you? Why are you so familiar with Tsushima Island?

Geng Zhongming rushed into the village, his hands never stopping, arrows flying from the crossbow and pistols flying.

The dozens of elite soldiers behind him were all old subordinates. They cooperated skillfully and automatically sought out targets to attack after following up.

Under the illumination of the sparse lights in the village, among the dim shadows, there was a constant puffing sound.

The Japanese soldiers who were active outside were hit and fell to the ground before they could react. Seven or eight of them were killed at once.

Among the Japanese soldiers who were trapped, some hid behind trees and ate alone, while others lay at the foot of the wall and eavesdropped on people's secrets.

There are also those who come out to practice martial arts secretly, work hard silently, and hope to surprise everyone in a few months...

The common point between them at this moment was that they were pricked like hedgehogs before they could even utter a word.

The most pitiful one was the Japanese soldier who ran out to pee because he was in a hurry.

An arrow pierced his throat, two pistols pierced his back, and he was half paralyzed on the ground, his mouth was gurgling with blood bubbles, he was cold, but his urine was still flowing...

"There's a woman crying over there, and it sounds like she's speaking with your Korean accent!"

"That's right, please save our Korean people!"

"You follow me, and the rest of you will clear the village from both sides towards the middle. Focus on stunning the enemies, and kill those who resist!"

As Geng Zhongming spoke, he had already loaded the crossbow with arrows.

"As ordered!"

After a low response, the twenty elite soldiers split into two groups and rushed towards the houses on both sides of the village.

Geng Zhongming rushed to the largest and brightest room in the center of the village, followed closely by the Korean translator.

Although the dead Japanese soldiers outside the house were unable to utter a single sound, the sound of their bodies falling to the ground one after another still attracted the attention of some masters.

The door of the largest house in the middle of the village suddenly opened, and a half-naked Japanese warrior stepped out.

He raised his voice and asked angrily: "What's going on?"

At this moment, a black shadow flashed, and Geng Zhongming slashed down diagonally with a shining goose-feather knife in his hand.

"Then your sister!"

puff! ! !

In the shocked eyes of the half-naked warrior, he suddenly saw the whole world turning upside down and his own headless body gushing blood. Then everything became hazy and the last trace of consciousness disappeared.

Terrible screams and curses were heard in the house at the same time.

Geng Zhongming looked inside and said, "Fuck, why are there so many people here? Six against one, what beasts!"

I saw a woman slumped on the ground, her mouth swollen, and she had been tortured beyond recognition.

There were five other ragged Japanese warriors who were all shocked and angry when they saw him chop down the half-naked warrior.

They picked up whatever they could get their hands on as weapons and attacked him.

Some took stools, some took sticks, and some took half of a thick and long burning candle. Only one person was lucky enough to get a samurai sword.

Several people rushed over and shouted:

"Bagaya road!"

"The enemy's attack! The enemy's attack!"

Geng Zhongming had been through hundreds of battles, so how could he be cowardly? He took out his powerful crossbow and shot an arrow directly at the face of the warrior with the sword.

The warrior lay straight down.

"Surrender without killing!"

The translator behind him also shouted in Japanese, following Geng Zhongming: "Surrender and you won't be killed!"

Seeing their two powerful companions killed in the blink of an eye and without any weapons or armor on them, the other four Japanese warriors instantly became cowardly and dropped whatever they were holding in surrender.

puff! Puff puff!

Looking at the bloody hole that suddenly appeared in his abdomen, a Japanese warrior covered his wound and pointed at Geng Zhongming in disbelief: "You... don't have martial ethics..."

After saying this, he fell to the ground unwillingly, his breath weakening until it disappeared completely.

"Sir..." The translator looked at Geng Zhongming in astonishment.

The meaning is very clear: How can an adult go back on his word?

Geng Zhongming smiled and looked at him: "Why? You think they shouldn't be killed?"

The translator looked at the dead Japanese warriors, then at the frightened Korean woman, and immediately felt relieved.

"Deserve to kill! Deserve to kill!"

After a period of chaos, the whole village gradually returned to calm, and all the Japanese soldiers were subdued.

The twenty elite soldiers led by Geng Zhongming suffered no casualties and killed a total of thirty-two Japanese soldiers and captured ninety-three.

After he finished interrogating the Japanese soldiers, Mao Wenlong also arrived with 180 elite cavalry.

After listening to Geng Zhongming's report, Mao Wenlong curled his lips in disdain.

"Toyosaki County?"

"With only a hundred or so garrisons, you dare to call yourself a county?"

Geng Zhongming's report made Mao Wenlong very happy.

Geng Zhongming: "Who says it's not true? This Beidao is only thirty miles from east to west and more than sixty miles from north to south. I ran through it in half a day, and they even got five counties! It's unbelievable..."

Mao Wenlong's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "How dare such a tiny country dare to lay hands on the Central Plains!"

"You just said that the head of the Zong family, Zong Yizhi, is in charge of Beidao?"

"Yes, sir. According to the Japanese soldiers, that guy is currently occupying Ina County, twenty miles southeast of here. There are eight hundred guards and one hundred samurai. The rest of the troops are scattered in the other three counties."

"Pass the order down, set off immediately, and rush to Ina at full speed! If you capture So Yoshitoshi, the rest of the places will naturally surrender!"

.......

the other side.

After parting with the brigade on Jeju Island, Zuo Liangyu led the fleet straight to Tsushima Island.

Shortly after the fleet set sail, the Korean translator took the initiative to bow respectfully to Zuo Liangyu.

"Sir, I know a lot about the situation on Tsushima Island, and I would like to tell you a few things."

"Oh?" Zuo Liangyu looked at him curiously.

"tell me the story."

"Okay. Sir, this pair of Manan Islands is divided into three counties, from south to north they are Dou-Yan, Sasu and Yo-Ryo."

"Each county is about 20 miles in radius, and each has 400 to 1,000 soldiers."

"This is the Douling County Pier, the direction our fleet is sailing!"

Standing next to Zuo Liangyu was his subordinate Wang Yuncheng.

This man joined the army of General Zuo Liangyu when he was in Benxi. He was a skilled martial artist and rider, and was known as the "Iron Cavalry King."

Since joining the army, he has always been by Zuo Liangyu's side.

The current Battle of Tsushima is naturally no exception.

At this moment, he couldn't help laughing when he heard the translation.

"Hahahaha, how dare this Japanese? He dares to call a place with a radius of 20 miles a county! It's really hilarious! Hahaha!"

Zuo Liangyu did not smile. Instead, his face turned cold. He held the knife in his hand and shouted coldly at the translator.