"So decisive." On the front line, Ansei Fukushima, Charlie and Mimaezaki Nakahide realized that there was no chance to shoot the iron gunners for another round, and tacitly ordered the iron gunners to retreat. The iron gunners neatly collected their guns, carried the iron guns behind them, and then retreated from the gap left by the spearmen to the formation, drew out the short sword, ready to assist the spearmen in combat.

"What's the use of buying this iron cannon? Your Highness." Long Zi, who was following Yu Qiuping, saw the iron cannoner shooting for a round and then retreated, asked in confusion: "It cost so much, but it can only shoot for one round."

"Haha, it's very useful!" Yu Qiuping smiled and patted Long Zi's head. "These iron cannons are very useful when defending the fortress, and can force the opponent to attack in field battles. Because of the long-distance consumption, they will definitely not be able to beat us. In this way, my Chang Panbei can always be in the defensive position."

"Look, didn't Sanhao Changyi just pounce on him?" Yu Qiuping pointed to Sanhao Changyi's troops who rushed up, "Defense is our specialty."

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Masayoshi Kamatsu, who was a new recruit, is now a veteran captain platoon leader, or a football general. However, he still retains the habit of being a soldier back then, and always stands in the first row with his partners to meet the enemy.

The footmen of the Miyo family were roaring forward, and Masaki Kasumi could feel that the several spearmen around were a little scared. The proportion of new recruits among the spearmen is quite high. This is their first time as a warrior, and nervousness and fear are inevitable. But Masaki Kasumi and others are different. They understand the power of the Takapan gun array. And their calmness and calmness gave the new recruits confidence and comfort without realizing it.

"Preparation--" As Miyoshi Army approached closer and closer, Masayoshi Kanematsu also lengthened his tone and shouted the preparatory command. The spearmen in the first row immediately squatted down, and the feet of the second row easily poked the spear out of their shoulders. Several friendly platoons around also made the same tactical moves.

Masayoshi Kanematsu stared at the face of the Sanhao family in front of him. It could be seen that he was a young soldier. Like the recruits who were trembling around him, he was afraid of the battle on the front line of life and death. Once upon a time, he was also such a trembling footsteps that would tremble when he went into battle. However, the battlefield was cruel. He had no time to compassion, but just silently calculated the distance between the two sides and shouted at the most appropriate time: "Qi Ting!"

As soon as the command sounded, the slightest feet who were nervously sweating, stiffened their arms, and trembling legs suddenly stabbed the spear in their hands like conditioned reflexes - this was the result of their training over and over again on the training ground. This reaction has become a muscle memory and will not be deformed due to tension on the battlefield.

Masayoshi Kanematsu understands that when these recruits realize how powerful Takababa is as a collective, they will gradually become confident and become familiar with the battlefield. When they next step onto the battlefield, they will be qualified veterans.

Two rows of long spears rushed out like poisonous snakes, and instantly pierced into the bodies of dozens of Sanhaojiajiao who were rushing in front, and blood also splashed out at that moment. Qi Tings hit the charge of Sanhao Army, and the rapid momentum just now ended as if it had hit an indestructible stone wall. As the first row of Chang Panbei stood up quickly, Chang Panbei's continuous thrusts attacked the team. Sanhao Army was also veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time, and their marksmanship was not weak. However, Chang Panbei's formation was much denser than them - they could hardly imagine that sending such a formation would not be distracted, so a Sanhaojiao Army might have to deal with two or three Chang Panbei's thrusts, which made them lose sight of one another and return for many consecutive attacks.

Whenever a Chang Panbei foot fell down under their attack, a person would immediately fill up the line in the back row, and there was no chance of breaking through.

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At this time, Yoshinobu Nakamura, who was fighting on the front line, was facing the most difficult battle he had ever encountered in his life. His sword skills were quite accomplished, and he always solved the opponent with a spear. However, the dense formation of Takabaki in front of him was unimaginable. Every time he tried to swing the knife to approach, he would be attacked by several spears. Even if he barely avoided these spears, Takabaki in the second row would immediately stab several more shots and block his way forward.

"Is this really a war?" This kind of thought came to mind. He had fought for so long, and every time he entered a hand-to-hand combat, the two armies basically maintained a loose front, fighting each other, and the stern behind him could not help. The bold ones found ways to squeeze in, and the stimulating ones hurried behind.

However, Chang Panbei in front of him was like an iron plate, standing shoulder to shoulder, without any intention of fighting, but instead used a collective force to fight against each other. There were people who kept falling under the guns on him, but the losses they caused to Chang Panbei were not great.

"It won't work like this." Nakamura Yoshinobu found several samurai around him, "You can't waste this way. We drew our swords and rushed in together, trying to find a way to cut into their front. As long as we get closer, the spear will be a stick! Open the gap, and everything will be great!"

"As for your order, Your Highness." Several warriors around responded, slowly gathered around Yoshinobu Nakamura and began to look for flaws. After a while, Yoshinobu Nakamura found that there were several sapling soldiers of Takababa who seemed to be not very skilled in the marksmanship. So after exchanging glances with several samurai, he suddenly rushed forward. These samurai were veterans who had been immersed in the battlefield for many years, and Takababa's new recruits rushed to the ground. Although three of them were stabbed to death, five or six people rushed into the formation. In close combat, the spear was even less effective than wooden sticks, and they could only slap back and forth, so they were naturally not the opponent of these samurai. As the few people raised their swords, nearly ten Takababa was slashed to the ground.

However, before they could make further breakthroughs, nearly ten people holding short swords came forward in front of them. The spirit of these people was obviously stronger than those spearmen just now. They blocked the five or six samurai for a while, and did not allow them to further expand the gap. Yoshinobu Nakamura raised his eyes and found that the feet holding short swords were carrying iron cannons on their backs - it seemed that they were iron cannons.

Immediately afterwards, several more iron gunners arrived. They picked up the spear left by their fallen comrades on the ground and stabbed them with great skill. The spear was even more skillful than the spear just now. The spear and short sword covered each other, and soon forced out the five or six warriors.

"What's the situation?" Nakamura Yoshinobu was completely confused. "Why are these iron gunners so well used?"

On the front line of the battle, many warriors from the Sanhao family led several charges against the gun array, but were all defeated by the tenacious Chang Panbei. After the iron gunner picked up the spear and joined the battle, the strength of the gun array further increased.

"Start the counterattack!" After Yu Qiuping saw that the defensive end had defeated the attack of Sanhao Changyi's troops, he immediately ordered the flag to be shaken and ordered the troops to turn from defense to offense - because he saw that his right wing was in a bad situation.

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Kinishi Hideyoshi's own 500 soldiers were only more than 100 of them, and the rest were recruited after they arrived in Kyoto. And Akichi Mitsuhide's 500 soldiers were recruited in Kyoto. They also faced the dilemma of food shortage and had basically not trained much. They were all on the battlefield for the first time. The spearmen of Takababa had been practicing for at least two months and were all bloody auxiliary soldiers on the battlefield. Kinishi Hideyoshi and Akichi Mitsuhide's soldiers were different, they were all farmers recruited from the territory when they went to war.

These people have never even held bamboo guns, let alone killed the enemy. They are all people born and raised in Kyoto. Over the past few decades, Kyoto has been instinctively fleeing everywhere whenever a riot attacks, and their timid character has been deeply imprinted in the bones. This time, seeing the familiar banner of Sanhao Yixian, these people dare not fight and are afraid before fighting. When Sanhao Yixian's troops rushed forward, some people slowly retreated before they started fighting.

Kinishi Hideyoshi and Akichi Mitsuhide naturally could not let the situation develop like this and watched by. Both of them came to the front line with the samurai warriors in person to supervise the battle, and finally stabilized the situation. However, when the troops of the Miyoshi family rushed up with bows and arrows and began to fight hand-to-hand, these new recruits still couldn't adapt to the fear and pressure brought by the front line of life and death on the battlefield, and they crowded to hide behind their companions; or kept waving weapons to block them, wanting to ensure their safety. Their level was naturally not comparable to those of the veterans under Miyoshi Masayasu and Miyoshi Yoshien, and they were being defeated step by step. The land on the edge of the Miyoshi River was slippery and there were also a lot of mud on the mud flats, which caused a lot of trouble to the Miyoshi army's attack, allowing Akichi Mitsuhide and Hashiba Hideyoshi to fight and retreat safely without collapsing.

During this period, Miyoshi Masaya tried to let his subordinates wander around in the shallow water in the water in the Neiya River, but he had to give up because the Neiya River was too cold in winter. If he had to walk around the water, his feet would be frozen before he could get ashore. Even so, the front line was still moving towards the north quickly. Not long after, the right wing of the Oda family had been deeply sunk into the ground.

The left wing of the Oda Army, which is the defense line of the Miyoshi Army's right wing, the Hokanoi family Masato and Iwasaki Tomoto were entangled in complex hilly terrain. Under such terrain, no one could make great progress. They could only grind foreign workers and focus on the central battlefield.
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