Amakusa Shiro watched the shogunate approaching, watched the cannons continue to advance, and quietly climbed a high slope.

The silver staff in his hand was raised high, put down the telescope, and shouted in a deep voice: "Fire the cannon!"

Bang bang bang

With his order, more than two hundred cannons fired, and suddenly exploded like thunder.

These shells whizzed out with blue smoke, and did not run towards the shogunate samurai who rushed towards them, but headed towards the high slope and artillery positions!

Boom boom boom boom

The shells exploded, rolling up countless dust, instantly covering the high slopes, accompanied by miserable shouts.

Ichikura Shigemasa had been watching the samurai rushing forward, observing every move on the top of Shimahara Castle.

But this scene was so scared that he was distracted and shouted anxiously: "Hurry, withdraw the cannon, withdraw it quickly!"

The Goshima Mao beside him said, "It's too late for the Orchidang Temple. Their cannons have too long range and the cannons are walking too slowly!"

These cannons were smuggled from the Western Barbarians by the shogunate and were not many of them. This time, they were also used as surprise weapons.

If they were all ruined here, the shogunate would never spare him easily.

Thinking of protecting Mori Tadaki, Itankura Shigemasa said in a deep voice, "How much can you withdraw, hurry!"

"Yes." Mako Goshima hurriedly went to pass the order.

Siro Amakusa held the telescope, stared at their every move, and ordered again: "Focus on their artillery, and no one can be let go!"

The muzzle was quickly adjusted, covering the shogunate position, and the fire was turned upside down there, and the flames were like dragons.

Seeing that he could not save a few doors, Hiromasa Itak was bleeding in his heart, fear and anxiety were in his heart, and his eyes turned to the samurai who rushed towards the north gate.

Amakusa Shiro did not take the shogunate artillery to heart, stared at the shogunate samurai who rushed over, yelling.

"Arrow launcher, shoot!"

Amakushi Shiro waved his silver stick and shouted in a deep voice.

The arrows and artillery soldiers quickly stood at their positions, and arrows shot out quickly, sparks flashing like fireworks.

Bang bang bang

These arrows exploded quickly, which immediately attracted countless screams.

These arrow artillery were improved by the Military Weapon Bureau. Some were equipped with tincture oil and some were gunpowder. The lethality was insufficient, but the damage was greatly increased.

"shooting!"

The shogunate samurai who rushed over shouted, picked up the iron cannon, which is the short guns that Japan has improved from a cob-rope gun, and fired at it one after another.

This kind of iron cannon has a problem that muskets are difficult to overcome now, that is, the bullet changes are too slow, and melee or siege are disposable items.

After they finished shooting, they threw it away immediately, held the samurai sword, and continued to rush towards the city wall with a loud roar.

These arrow artillery soldiers were trained in the Ming Dynasty and were not well-trained. After a panic, they started shooting quickly.

Under the north gate, bursts of explosions were not so obvious in the sound of cannons, but smoke and dust rolled, fire lights everywhere, broken limbs and broken arms, and painful warriors were everywhere. Blood flowed into the moat and quickly dyed red, and the real blood flowed into a river!

Shigemasa Itankura's brows kept beating, his heart was cold, and his face turned pale.

He saw that as rumored, the Ming people were secretly training these Christians!

All of these firearms were from the Ming Dynasty!

The Goshima Mako looked solemn and said, "Onkura Palace, this is not a solution. So many people died when they attacked the city tower. Those daimyos must go crazy."

A few years ago, Shigemasa Itakura had 70,000 to 80,000 with their people. If they died tens of thousands more, they would not know what they were angry.

Shigemasa Itankura glanced at the east and west doors and said coldly: "Don't stop, 20,000 people, all of them will be pressed on me!"

Mako Toshima originally wanted to plead again, but looking at the murderous face of Itakura Shigemasa, he still responded and stepped forward to supervise the battle.

If he doesn't go, those halls will be intrigue and intrigue, and if he doesn't work hard, he will die of fellow Taoists.

As he thought, the Ming people on the front line all looked as deep as water. They watched their warriors go forward to die, but they didn't know what it felt.

Especially some of the other daimyos are targets that Tokugawa Shogunate tried hard to suppress and eliminate!

But shogunate samurai were behind them, holding their swords, and they could not resist.

On the cannon tower at the city wall, Shiro Amakusa observed everything inside and outside the battlefield, and said in a deep voice, "Call back the cannons and cut them off!"

The cannons on the city gate retreated from the shogunate artillery formation and bombed towards the middle of the shogunate army that was thriving.

Boom boom boom boom

The shells shot in all directions, blowing out large pits on the open ground, and bloody corpses were mixed in the opium.

But even so, the shogunate army rushed closer, and ladders were laid out, quickly climbing the wall, and a city-breaking hammer hit the door.

It is obvious that the shogunate has not relaxed over the years, and has never stopped researching Shimahara's surveillance. These are not the things that appeared in the Japanese War. Now, they are all available and they are still very skilled.

Amakusa Shiro's expressionless face, waved his silver stick and said, "Throwing hands!"

Rows of Christians in armor went upstairs, and the grenades in their hands seemed to be graveled and threw them into the city.

The shogunate army was almost powerless to deal with the city tower, and the "firepower" was suppressed and there was almost no power to backhand.

Such a scene was like a slaughterhouse. The shogunate army rushed over, like a huge millstone, dripping with blood and blood.

The gloomy face of Itakura Shigemasa was about to drip out of ink. He had expected that Shimahara would be difficult to attack, but he did not expect that it would be difficult to attack!

It's like a child holding a toothpick to fight an adult with a decisive battle. Apart from being beaten, he has almost no counterattack power!

Wushima's terrified man is so timid. How can he fight such a war? Unless these Christians are led out of the city or trapped in it, there is no other way!

He ran back and looked at Hiromasaki Onakura and said, "I really can't conquer the Iron Palace anymore, otherwise these 20,000 warriors would have to die under the city!"

Ichikura Shigemasa didn't know how it was, but he just had to persist and cover up his plan.

"Continue, slow down the pace." Hiromasa Itakura said with a trembling voice.

Goshima Mao looked at Hiromasa Itakura, gritted his teeth and turned to supervise the formation.

But the Daming who brought the soldiers behind Hiromasa Itakura had a very ugly face and whispered from time to time, not knowing what he was saying.

Outside the east gate, Tadako Mori was already in the deep tunnel, with busy samurai in front of him, digging, passing, going everywhere, and moving forward continuously.

If they encounter stones, they will explode with a small amount of explosives or detours, constantly digging forward.

Tadokyo Maori was very anxious and kept urging him to hurry up, faster, and faster.

Tadao Toshi Aoyama in Heiyun City kept listening to the reports coming from outside, and his already blue face became even more ugly.

Shimahara Castle received assistance from the Ming Dynasty, but he knew that these firearms would have such power.

Not to mention 50,000, even 100,000 may not be able to conquer!

So, what about the Satsuma tribe in Kagoshima? Can his 70,000 troops be captured? Where is the place where the Ming Dynasty personally managed for five or six years!
Chapter completed!