Chapter 245 It’s time to end
Under the flickering firelight and the roar of artillery fire, both sides were like gamblers with red eyes, holding their cannons and continuously bombarding each other, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere. Both fortifications and tanks were like fragile toys, and parts of them would be lost at any time, and then some small things would appear in the bodies of nearby people, causing more wailing and blood.

No one gave in. The destroyed Zhu Tu tanks were ruthlessly overturned to the sides, and then new Zhu Tu tanks were driven over and continued to fire.

The artillery foot soldiers no longer hid behind the tanks. They spread out as much as possible, using the tank wreckage and abandoned buildings as barriers, and fought back with hot bullets. They carried ninety rounds of ammunition with them, which was enough to last them for a long time.

Compared to the well-organized soldiers of the Moroboshi family, the soldiers of the Mori family suffered much more tragically. The arquebusiers, who suffered heavy casualties, were forced by the samurai with swords to fire forward. Almost none of them could survive three reloads. Most of them were hit by bullets during the second reload and became one of the corpses scattered all over the ground. As a result, many arquebusiers had collapsed. They rushed forward crying and fired a shot, then closed their eyes and waited for death.

The samurai were helpless in this regard. They simply could not spare the manpower to carry out more detailed command, as many samurai were sent to fill the meat grinder in the commercial district, and the rest had to maintain the basic order of the army. So all they could do was to force those poor guys to rush forward with knives, use their flesh and blood to consume the enemy's ammunition and prevent the defense line from collapsing so quickly.

At the moment, the Moroboshi family is like a stick that intends to push all the way to the bottom of the pipeline, while the Mori family is a relatively weak circle that is fighting desperately. Now it depends on who will give up first, so they both start to fight desperately, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and it is extremely tragic.

However, it is obvious that even if the troops cannot be deployed, the Moroboshi family, which uses submachine guns and breech-loading rifles, still has the firepower advantage.

Although without entering the port and restricted by the narrow roads in the commercial district, they were unable to fully utilize their firepower and numerical advantages and could only continue to be in a stalemate, the situation was still more unfavorable to the Mori family because the Moroboshi family consumed ammunition while the Mori family consumed human lives.

"Bagayaru!" Maori Hidemoto angrily used the sword in his hand to cut off the wooden railing beside him, but his anger could not change the fact that this battle was about to end in complete failure.

The firepower of the Moroboshi family was so strong that just a small part of it was enough to make Mori Hidemoto shudder.

He knew very well that once the Moroboshi family's army broke through the defense line at the street entrance, the entire port would be covered by the enemy's firepower.

"Order the soldiers in the rear to board the ship and prepare for retreat!" Maori Hidemoto took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down and said.

There was no point in fighting any further as they could not even get out of the port. The envoy group responsible for the sneak attack became silent after a burst of gunfire in the rear. It was obvious that the number of soldiers of the Moroboshi family was greater than the intelligence said, and only in this way could the envoy group be eliminated in a short time.

After the last hope was shattered, Mori Hidemoto had already made the decision to abandon some of his soldiers to cover their retreat, and was also prepared to be held accountable when he returned.

Someone must be held accountable for the defeat in this battle, and as the commander-in-chief, he cannot escape responsibility because the blame is too big and no one else can take it except him.

Thinking of this, Mori Hidemoto could not help but smile bitterly. With this retreat, the Mori family would not be able to organize another decent attack for at least a year, let alone conquer Amano Castle.

Moreover, because too many warriors died in the battle, it would inevitably affect the production and taxation of the territory, as well as conscription and supply of materials to the border. It would be a complete mess.

But if they don't retreat, once all these elite troops are killed in battle, it will affect the overall battle situation of the Mori family on the main island, and the consequences will be even more serious.

Although he had tried his best to overestimate the seriousness of the problem, Mori Hidemoto still underestimated the impact of the rear army boarding the ship.

The front line was filling the defense line with blood and flesh, while the rear had not even drawn their knives, not to mention bleeding. In this situation, they were given priority to board the ship, as if they were ready to leave at any time. How could this not cause chaos? If Mao Li Hidemoto had not risked being sniped and came to the defense line to take charge, it would not be chaos, but a direct riot.

Yan Xu noticed the chaos in the Mori family and immediately sent ninjas to investigate.

"This guy is really decisive." This was the second time Yan Xu exclaimed in admiration. After all, in Japan where there are gamblers everywhere, there are not many people who can make timely decisions to stop losses.

If the opponent's plan was really followed, the Mori family would be able to retain at least 60% of its army and all of its navy in this battle.

Unfortunately, Yan Xu had no intention of letting the Mori family retreat easily, otherwise he would not have used the entire Amano Castle as bait, just to make the Mori family gamble all the military forces they could now.

"Send the signal, it's time to end." Yan Xu enjoyed a wonderful battle, but it was time to end it. He looked up at the red sun slowly emerging from the seashore and said lightly.

As the signal flares shot up into the sky and exploded above the red sun, Maori Hidemoto couldn't help but have an ominous premonition. He instinctively turned his gaze to the sea, because that was their only way of retreat.

Dozens of narrow and long early morning boats appeared out of nowhere and, with the rowers paddling vigorously, rushed towards the periphery of the Mori family's fleet, like lancers besieging their prey.

Seeing this scene, Maori Hidemoto closed his eyes in pain and even stopped giving orders.

According to past experience, the Kobayashi ships would not pose any threat to the Mori family's navy, but these Kobayashi ships came from the Moroboshi family, so even he didn't know what damage they could cause. He only knew that the Moroboshi family was well prepared, and that was enough.

Faced with the small early morning ships that approached in the last darkness before dawn, the Mori family's renowned navy was slow to react.

First, a large number of combatants were transferred to the shore. Secondly, the attention of the remaining personnel was attracted by the fierce fighting in the port. After all, they had never seen such a terrible battle scene. By the time they found something wrong, sailors holding strange spears had already stood up on the small early ship of the Moroboshi family.

At one end of a three or four meter long bamboo pole, there is a bucket-shaped object fixed. If the ladies in the volunteer team see this thing, they will probably smile happily immediately.

When the Kobayashi ship passed by the Mori family's naval ship, these energetic Japanese young men holding happy sticks let out a roar, jumped off the ship, and used their body weight to accelerate the ship, causing the gunpowder barrel at the end of the bamboo spear to hit the hull heavily.

The gunpowder exploded instantly and successfully opened a hole as big as a washbasin in the ship. The key point was that the hole was near the water surface, causing seawater to immediately pour into the cabin. Now, let alone escape, it would be lucky if the ship did not sink.

As for counterattack, the fleet was seriously short of manpower, and most of the firearms were moved to the shore. It was obviously unrealistic to sink dozens of small ships with bows and javelins alone. At most, they could prevent the enemy from boarding the ship, but judging from the enemy's appearance, they had no intention of boarding the ship at all. Only explosions could be heard, and soon the ships on the periphery of the Mori navy began to tilt.

(End of this chapter)