Kato Jiro knew that Li Xiang was next to him. Although he didn't know Li Xiang's exact location, he thought this was an opportunity to show his ability. Li Xiang had seen his ability to train soldiers before, so he handed Suzuki's men over to him. He would be able to get better and better in the future.
"Archers, get ready."
Kato Jiro's fighting style is a very ancient one. When the enemy attacks quickly, our positions are all filled with large shields in front.
The archers hid behind them, and when they came into the range of the arrows, they used projectiles to cause the first wave of casualties to the enemy.
After the first wave of casualties of the enemy, the large shields in front were almost withdrawn, and our cavalry and infantry could rush up together. At this time, the enemy also came down from the hillside and no longer had the advantage of attacking from a high position.
Fukuda Yasukawa was very clear about their current situation. If they were not in a hurry, they could slowly wait for the army below to approach, but they only had this opportunity to attack. If they retreated again, it would be basically impossible for their soldiers to regain their confidence.
So in this situation, even though he knew that a rain of arrows would fall and kill a large number of his own people, Fukuda Yasukawa had to rush out.
"Defend Fuso to the death."
Fukuda Yasukawa brandished his sword. He and his soldiers believed that this was a tragic war, and that it was to protect their beliefs and country. At this moment, they were even greater than the emperor.
But it is estimated that they can only move themselves. Take the soldiers under Jiro Asada for example. They are also Japanese, but they don’t feel that there is anything wrong with what they did. They have been brainwashed by Jiro Kato.
Since the various systems of the Tang Dynasty are so advanced, why don't we follow the Tang Dynasty? What's ridiculous is that these people still want to keep the name Fusang. I really don't know what's in their minds. When we become Tang people, you people will probably be crying too late.
Just look at the current situation. You are all starving to the point of being skin and bones, while we have joined the Tang Dynasty's mercenaries. Not only can we eat three meals a day, but two of them are dry rice, which was the dry rice we could only eat during the Chinese New Year in the past.
Therefore, these soldiers felt very superior. When the rebel soldiers entered the shooting range, they released their right hands without hesitation, and the bows and arrows instantly flew over the crowd in front of them and flew towards the rebel soldiers in the distance.
The two thousand archers were not idle. After the first wave of attacks were launched, they immediately drew their bows and arrows and started the second wave of attacks. Fuso's archery skills were not very good, and now they were all using Tuyuhun's technology.
At this moment they had to admire the ability of the Tang Dynasty. You know, before, their bows and arrows could only reach eighty steps. If they wanted to reach beyond eighty steps, it would depend on luck. But now, they didn't know what this bowstring was made of, but it could allow them to reach one hundred and twenty steps. Even without the advanced weapons of the Tang Dynasty, they could defeat the rebels in front of them.
War is actually fought with spirit. When your side is about to win, all the soldiers will feel full of spirit, which is what is called morale.
But it was different on Fukuda Yasukawa's side. Ito Taro was injured at the beginning, and he couldn't continue to charge with his troops, so his men stopped. Although he wanted his men to continue to charge, these people were all cowards. Weren't there enough people who were shot to death in front?
Fukuda Yasukawa saw that a large number of people around him fell down. The scene of a decisive battle with Kato Jiro in his fantasy did not appear. Instead, the number of people around him became fewer and fewer. If the fight continued like this, he would die here at any time.
"Quickly retreat, quick retreat."
Fukuda Yasukawa could not hold on any longer, and seven or eight hundred of the thousands of people fell in an instant. If they continued to rush forward, there would be at least three more waves of arrow rain. Under these three waves of arrow rain, they had no protection on their bodies, and at least nearly a thousand people would be reduced.
By the time they reached the front of the position, there were probably less than two thousand men left. Heavy cavalry and infantry were already prepared behind Kato Jiro, waiting for them to charge.
When he saw Fukuda Yasukawa retreating, Kato Jiro was not in a hurry. He immediately ordered his men to change their formation and the heavy cavalry rushed up quickly. He knew that the people who fled to the mountains had no archers. If they only relied on swords, guns, sticks and clubs in their hands, it would be easy for the cavalry to kill them.
Originally, when Fukuda Yasukawa's men had not yet retreated in disorder, they still knew to carry the wounded with them. However, when they saw the heavy cavalry rushing towards them from behind, they no longer had any ideas and simply abandoned the people around them, hoping to escape with their lives. This is also a human instinct.
Taro Ito had been injured before, and at this moment he could only look at the mountain top in the distance. He certainly couldn't go back, but this guy was still a man of integrity. He didn't want to be tortured by Jiro Kato, so he just slit his throat.
Although Ito Taro had a bad temper, he was surrounded by a group of loyal subordinates. When they saw this guy slit his throat, many people followed him. This might be the last samurai of the Ito family.
Fukuda Yasukawa also saw this scene, but at this moment he had no time to regret. The heavy cavalry behind him was chasing very closely. Although they set out early, two legs can never outrun four legs, and the people behind him had already begun to be killed by the cavalry.
Some cavalrymen held their swords horizontally and relied on the speed of their horses to directly cut across people's shoulders. Some people didn't draw their swords at all. After all, they were heavily armored cavalry and relied on the impact of the cavalry to crush them. Anyway, no matter what method they used, no one on Fukuda Yasukawa's side had a good result.
Fukuda Yasukawa had no energy to care about what was happening in front of him. There were only dozens of people left around him. Fukuda Yasukawa came to the edge of the cliff helplessly, looking at the defeated people behind him. What he had predicted was really right. The final result would be here.
"Heaven has no eyes..."
Fukuda Yasukawa might have wanted to say a few more words, but unfortunately a heavily armored cavalryman had already rushed over and pierced his body with a bow and arrow.
This guy didn't even say the last word...
