Chapter 86: Defeat the Japanese Pirates! (Please collect! Please vote! Please invest!)
Under the protection of swordsmen and axemen holding shields in the Great Zhou army, the spearmen in the second row took advantage of the gaps between the shields to advance their spears and stab the Japanese pirates who were rushing towards them.

Behind the spearmen, the musketeers armed with three-barreled guns and muskets were also seizing the time to load bullets and charge powder in preparation for the next round of shooting.

While Ye Mingsheng was giving orders, Ye Tie came up to him and reported anxiously:
"Master, the iron hoop of the Crouching Tiger Cannon has begun to loosen. If we continue firing, the barrel will be scrapped. The musketeers are asking for instructions..."

"Hit me! Hit me hard! Don't be afraid of getting scrapped!"

Without waiting for Ye Tie to finish his words, Ye Mingsheng, with a hoarse voice, said loudly and excitedly:
Although the Tiger Crouching Cannon is precious, there are only a few of them in his battalion. If one is scrapped, it will be one less. But now is the time to fight for his life. If he doesn't use it now, when will he use it? Should he wait for these Japanese pirates to rush into the military camp and leave it for them to plunder?
After hearing Ye Mingsheng's order, the musketeers immediately stopped hesitating and began to load the tiger-crouching cannon with powder and ammunition.

Unlike Ye Mingsheng who was in the center of the army and commanded the battle, Nakamura Daiji, who was nearly thirty years old, was confident of his bravery and directly led his men to the front line to fight with the imperial guards.

With the addition of this fresh force, the imperial guards immediately came under tremendous pressure, and the army began to slowly retreat.

Upon discovering this, Ye Mingsheng became furious and turned to the musketeers behind him and shouted:
"How long will it take? Hurry up!"

Now that the two sides are in close combat, it is time for the "large spray gun" like the Tiger Squat Cannon to show its power. As long as the Tiger Squat Cannon sounds, the Japanese pirates will suffer at least a dozen casualties.

In fact, the few people under Ye Mingsheng's command were able to hold on until now thanks to his several tiger squat cannons, otherwise they would have collapsed long ago.

But now A Ye Mingsheng no longer had any reserve troops under his command. Even the cooks who were carrying big pots and cooking in the military camp had already gone to the front. Therefore, facing the opponent's oppressive attack, he could only place his last hope on the tiger squat cannon.

Faced with Ye Mingsheng's roar, the musketeers, who also understood the urgency of the military situation, did not dare to answer at all. They lowered their heads and quickened their movements, trying to make Tiger Dun run faster and roar as much as possible.

Unlike Ye Mingsheng who was in a state of panic at the moment, Nakamura Daiji, who was fighting at the front line, was becoming more and more excited. He could clearly feel that the Great Zhou army formation in front of him could no longer hold on and began to slowly retreat. As long as his side persisted in the offensive, they would be able to tear a hole in the enemy's army formation...

"brush!"

Nakamura Daiji, with a grim smile on his face, swung the sharp samurai sword in his hand fiercely under the protection of his trusted confidants. Immediately, the head of an old soldier of the Da Zhou was chopped off by him, and the bright red blood sprayed all over him immediately.

However, Nakamura Daiji, who was covered in blood, did not feel the slightest discomfort. He even looked faintly like he was enjoying himself. He looked at the young figure who was shouting at the top of his lungs in the center of the army not far away. Although he did not know Ye Mingsheng, his subconscious told him that the Great Zhou military officer in his sight was his opponent in this battle, Ye Mingsheng, the seventh-rank commander of the Great Zhou Imperial Army.

"Warriors! Whoever cuts off his head will be rewarded with 500 taels of silver!"

Nakamura Daiji pointed the blade of his samurai sword directly at Ye Mingsheng, and shouted to the hundreds of Japanese pirates behind him:

When the reward of 500 taels was announced, hundreds of Japanese pirates became excited. They had come all the way from Dongdao Island, all for the silver.
Five hundred taels of silver were enough for them to return to Dongdao, buy a house, a dozen acres of fertile land, and a few maids, so that they could live comfortably for the rest of their lives. Therefore, all the pirates looked at Ye Mingsheng as if they were looking at a peerless beauty, with eyes that were very explicit and hot...
Although he couldn't understand Nakamura Daiji's Japanese, Ye Mingsheng, who was also a warrior, could roughly guess what the other party meant. He immediately sneered and patted his head provocatively at the hundreds of Japanese pirates not far away, indicating to them that my head is right here, come and take it if you have the guts!

Seeing the provocation of the young military officer in the Great Zhou army, Nakamura Daiji became furious and wanted to rush over immediately. However, just as he took two steps, a spear suddenly jumped out from the army and went straight to his throat.

Although Nakamura Daiji was arrogant, he was born into a samurai family and was extremely strong. Although he was attacked and caught off guard, he subconsciously moved sideways and narrowly avoided the cold tip of the spear.

Then, just as he retracted the spear and prepared to launch a second attack, Nakamura Daiji roared, and chopped down with all his strength with the samurai sword in his hand. The hardwood spear shaft broke, and the half spear shaft with the spear head immediately fell into his hand and turned into a javelin.

Aiming at the Great Zhou spearman who dared to launch a sneak attack on him, Nakamura Daiji threw the javelin with a grim smile.

Nakamura Daiji, who had practiced martial arts for many years, was undoubtedly extremely powerful. He threw the javelin with great force at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it was about to pierce the spearman's body. At this critical moment, a tall figure stood out, blocked the javelin with the back of his knife, and knocked it to the ground...

"Thank you, Lord Ye Tie, for saving me!"

The spearman, who was lucky enough to have survived, still holding the half-broken spear in his hand, swallowed his saliva and quickly thanked sincerely:
In response to his thanks, Ye Tie nodded slightly, then picked up a spear from the ground and threw it to his spearman, then immediately retreated back to Ye Mingsheng's side. As the captain of the personal guards, Ye Mingsheng's safety was his top priority!

The javelin was knocked away and he failed to avenge the arrow. Anger flashed across Nakamura Daiji's face. At that moment, the iron cannon team in the Japanese pirate camp had reloaded their ammunition. In order to avoid accidental injuries, he raised the samurai sword in his hand and the Japanese pirates who were charging in front of him retreated temporarily, leaving the iron cannon team with about sixty steps of shooting space.

Just as the Japanese pirates' iron cannons were about to fire, the tiger squat cannons of Ye Mingsheng's musket team were also ready. The head of the musket team looked at Ye Mingsheng and reported loudly: "Commander-in-chief, you can fire now!"

(End of this chapter)