Chapter 1442: Cannonballs Destroy the City
One shell after another hit the city wall.
The Japanese pirates stationed on the city walls did not expect that they would face this kind of covering fire suppression.
They still thought that just like hundreds of years ago, they only needed to guard the city walls, wait for the Ming army to come ashore, and then shoot them with bows and arrows.
Finally, pray one more time.
Anyway, the great kamikaze will bless them.
In addition, the daimyo and the samurai class exploited the ordinary soldiers quite harshly. Except for a small number of elite troops wearing armor, most of them wore conical hats and armor woven from bamboo. Some even wore cloth and held spears made of sharpened bamboo in their hands.
He is basically a farmer who has just put down his hoe.
As soon as they were pulled to the top of the city wall, they were stunned by the overwhelming artillery shells.
Fragments of shrapnel fell, and the violent explosions directly smashed large sections of the city walls, creating huge gaps in the walls.
"These Japanese pirates even cut corners on the city walls?"
Mu Jiansheng looked at the broken part of the city wall, where pieces of broken bamboo emerged.
Obviously, this city wall is made of bamboo supports with rammed earth in the middle.
It looks quite intimidating from a distance, but the actual effect is just so-so.
It's OK to defend against bows and arrows, but it's not good enough to defend against artillery.
The only advantage is that it is faster to repair.
Come to think of it, if they didn't use this method, how could these Japanese pirates build such a long wall in such a short time?
"That's all. Attack with all your strength, kill the defenders on the city wall, open a wide enough gap, and escort the legion to land."
Mu Jiansheng gave the order.
Boom, boom!
The bombardment intensified.
Dense artillery shells covered the entire city wall.
The city wall, which was already shoddily built, collapsed instantly under the intensified firepower.
Large sections of the city walls collapsed, and the soldiers and warriors on them turned into pieces along with the walls.
An hour later, Mu Jiansheng opened up a landing area that was more than ten kilometers long.
The land in this area was thoroughly plowed by the shells, and the soil was stained red with blood.
"Boat, land!"
Small boats approached the shore, and some grenadiers waded directly ashore.
One after another, the flying thunder cannons were transported to the shore.
The advantages of this type of artillery can be seen at this time .
A genuine bronze cannon or cast iron cannon would easily weigh hundreds of pounds, and a slightly larger caliber can weigh over a thousand pounds, which makes it impossible for an ordinary small boat to transport it.
The barrel of the Flying Thunder Cannon weighs only a few dozen pounds, is easy to maintain, extremely easy to transport, and quick to assemble. A complete defense network and beachhead position can be quickly built to buy time for follow-up troops.
The person in charge of the defense of this beach was Shimazu Kumatake of the Shimazu family.
He had been frightened by the Ming army's artillery before. Although Fuso also had artillery, those were in the hands of powerful daimyo. He only had an iron artillery team (using muskets), and the core was still infantry and samurai.
Shimazu Kumatake once wondered if the Ming army’s artillery was free?
How much silver would such continuous bombing cost?
On the island, even the wealthiest daimyo did not dare to use artillery so lavishly.
Shimazu Kumaki had originally given up, but after seeing the Ming army landing, he felt a glimmer of hope.
He admitted that there was a slight gap between him and the Ming army in terms of artillery.
But in infantry combat, the outcome is still unknown.
Their Shimazu family has the most outstanding samurai who can fight one against a hundred. They believe that they can rely on these outstanding samurai to drive the Ming army back into the sea.
Let those Ming troops know who is the best army in the world.
"Samurai of the Shimazu family! Go and prove your bravery on the battlefield, Sakamoto!"
"Plate!"
A group of warriors drew their long swords from their waists and charged towards the Ming army.
The rest of the infantry also rushed forward with spears raised.
Seeing the warriors rushing towards them, the Ming army showed contempt.
They were all veterans who had fought against the elite Qing troops.
The elite troops of the Qing army wore at least two layers of armor, and some generals even wore three layers of armor.
Even with such thick defenses, the Ming army still defeated them. How can these infantrymen dressed in plain clothes stop them now?
The Ming soldiers raised their Yongli rifles and pulled the triggers.
Bang bang bang!
After a series of gunshots, the warriors in the first row fell to the ground.
Many people had their eyes wide open before they died, as if they couldn't believe why the Ming army's muskets were so powerful.
It was actually possible to penetrate the armor passed down from their ancestors from a mile away.
But, no one explained to them to stop.
They can only sink into eternal darkness with their hearts full of confusion.
After the gunshot, the infantrymen didn't even react and continued to charge with their spears.
Bang bang bang!
Another round of gunfire rang out.
Another row of infantrymen was knocked down.
Rows of bodies fell to the ground.
At this time, the infantrymen realized the problem and wanted to stop and run back.
But they had already rushed into the range of the Flying Thunder Cannon.
Boom, boom, boom!
One after another, the flying thunder cannons roared.
One after another, the explosive packs exploded in the air.
The infantrymen didn't even have time to think before they were torn to pieces by the shock wave.
After two rounds of artillery fire, most of the charging infantrymen were killed.
The morale of the remaining infantry collapsed.
They dropped their weapons and ran away.
It was like seeing the devil.
The warrior supervising the battle chopped down more than a dozen fleeing infantrymen in succession, but failed to stop the momentum of defeat.
Those infantrymen ran back frantically and could not be stopped at all.
"Infantry forward!"
Mu Jiansheng commanded.
The grenadiers advanced in squads of three, arranged in a skirmish line.
Whenever they found a corpse along the way, they would go up and give it another stab to prevent someone from faking their death and escaping.
"The Shimazu family is finished!"
Seeing this one-sided battle, Shimazu Kumatake knew that facing such a powerful Ming army, the Shimazu family was simply unable to resist.
Not to mention the Shimazu family, even if all the daimyos in Fuso were combined, they would not be a match for the Ming army.
In order to defeat the Ming army, unless the divine wind from hundreds of years ago comes again, the entire Fuso will be conquered by the Ming army.
"Since you can't beat them, then join them."
There was a gleam in Shimazu Kumatake's eyes.
The Japanese have a gene for admiration for the strong running in their blood.
As long as there is someone better than him, he will worship the other person madly, and then imitate and learn from the other person from the inside out.
You can even let the other party do whatever they want.
This can be seen from the fact that after the war, the Japanese government openly organized women to visit American military camps to entertain the troops.
Shimazu Kumaki had only one idea at this time, which was to join the Ming army, serve as a dog of the Ming army, and lead the Ming army to conquer Fuso.
In this way, the Shimazu family might be able to survive.
He even became the spokesperson for the Ming army in Fuso.
If they could get to this point, not only would the Shimazu family be able to survive, they could even live well, even better than they are now.
