Volume 2: Soaring! The Overlord of the Region Chapter 402 White Armored Soldiers vs. Warriors
Tokugawa Yoshinobu in Seoul only received the news of the enemy's massive landing in Incheon at seven in the morning.
As a young man who grew up with the time traveler, although he was a little frightened when he received the news, and was stunned for a few minutes, he quickly recovered and made reasonable arrangements immediately.
Incheon is located southwest of Seoul, and the straight-line distance is only 20 kilometers. The enemy's occupation of Incheon means that they can reach Seoul in one big step. The key is that the official road from Seoul to the south, although it does not pass through Incheon, is less than 10 kilometers away from Incheon.
In other words, if Incheon is not taken back, as the enemy troops continue to land in Incheon, the retreat routes of more than 100,000 Japanese troops in the north from Seoul will be completely cut off!
So Tokugawa Yorinobu made his decision very quickly.
In the first step, the remaining two regiments of the New Army's Second Division and the real artillery battalion were all dispatched and rushed towards Incheon: he had no idea of sending the old-style army to explore the way first, and he just took out the strongest troops at hand.
The second step was to send a messenger to rush to Kaesong: Seoul to Kaesong was not far, the straight-line distance was only 60 kilometers. Since the Ming Empire had landed in Incheon, the Yalu River line must be a feint. Therefore, the Maeda and Mori armies stationed in Kaesong should hurry south. As for the army that went north two days ago, they should also hurry back south - if Incheon was lost, everyone might be wiped out.
Finally, he began to order his men to reorganize the armies of the various hereditary families and Shimazu: these armies would have been rare elites if they were in the era of the Battle of Sekigahara 20 years ago. But now, firstly, their equipment was seriously outdated. On the other hand, it was the same as Yasukatsu Sakakibara in Incheon: the Ming Kingdom launched an attack on the Yalu River, and the nerves that had been tense for several months suddenly relaxed. The new army had strict military discipline, which was better, and these peasant soldiers and a small number of samurai troops had been enjoying various "entertainments" in recent days after hearing the news, so that a large number of soldiers had not returned to their bases at this moment!
At 8:20 in the morning , the main force of the 2nd Division drove out of Seoul, crossed directly on the hard ice of the Han River, and then rushed towards Incheon.
Seeing this elite force almost fully staffed out of the city, Tokugawa Yorifusa, who was standing on the top of Seoul City, breathed a sigh of relief: "Which unit has completed its assembly now?"
"Mr. Chu-nagon, the Satsuma army has been assembled and is ready to go at any time."
"Bakaya-kun~" He lowered his head and secretly cursed the Tokugawa Fuyo retainers' troops for their disappointment, and then a warm smile appeared on Lai Xuan's face: "You are worthy of being the Satsuma warriors of Kyushu Island. In this case, please let Satsuma no Kami..."
"Boom~" Just as Tokugawa Yorinobu was preparing to send the Shimazu clan's army to the southwest to support Incheon, another burst of signal flares like fireworks rose into the sky from the watchtower in Seoul.
"What's wrong?"
"Sir, this time the alarm signal came from the northwest."
"Northwest? Hiss, that's Ganghwa Island, the mouth of the Han River. Could it be that the Ming people have deployed a troop there?" Thinking of this, Lai Xuan quickly turned around: "Satsuma no Kami ?"
"Okay, I understand. I will lead the team to investigate the Han River estuary."
"Then I'll trouble you, Satsuma-no-Kami. I will continue to organize follow-up troops in the city and provide you with support as soon as possible."
"Hahaha, please rest assured, Your Excellency Chu-na-gon. If it were the new army of Ming, I might still be retreating. But if it were those chickens and dogs in Liaodong Town of Ming." Shimazu Tadatsune said here, stretched out his right hand and flipped it: "It's easy!"
"...Then I'll leave everything to Samano-no-mori."
After watching Shimazu Tadatsune leave, Tokugawa Yoshinobu walked down the city wall in annoyance: "Honda, Ii, Sakai, Naito, these guys' troops haven't been reorganized yet? The reputation of my Kanto samurai for being simple and good at fighting is almost ruined by these guys!"
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Putting aside Tokugawa Yorinobu's rage in the city, let's say that after Shimazu Tadatsune led 5,000 troops from his own domain out of Seoul, they were just advancing at a normal speed on the snowfield.
Of course, the Shimazu army was not just slacking off: Seoul was about 20 kilometers away from the seaport in a straight line, but it was actually no less than 30 kilometers if you walked on foot. The average walking speed of an adult was only 5 kilometers per hour. If you really ran fast, you might not have the strength to raise your sword when you saw the enemy's army.
However, they were heading northwest, while the Jurchen army led by Chu Ying and others was also heading southwest. As a result, at twelve o'clock that day, the two armies met on the snowy plain.
"Well, the outfits of these guys on the opposite side are not the new army of the Ming Dynasty, nor are they the soldiers of Liaozhen." As Shimazu Tadatsune, who had completed his first battle in the Korean battlefield with Shimazu Yoshihiro at the age of 14, he was very familiar with the uniforms of the Liaozhen of the Great Ming Dynasty and even the nine important towns. But seeing such a troop... "Ha! I know, this is the Jurchen barbarian troop! I heard about it from Yagyu Munenori back then. Well, let's sacrifice this backward barbarian troop first, and then continue to move forward!"
Just when Shimazu Tadatsune felt happy that he had met an easy target, in the opposing Jurchen camp.
"Huh, they're not the Japanese new army."
"It's okay."
"It feels like the enemy's military strength is only half of ours?"
"Then eat it reluctantly. We can talk about other things after eating it."
"Okay, let's eat and then we'll talk about the rest."
"In that case, let's form our battle array. Jirgalang, take your troops to the side first."
"Ah? Why?"
"Stupid! This might be the last glory of the White Armored Soldiers. You don't want some flintlock soldiers to mess things up, do you?"
As the commander spoke, the soldiers of both sides quickly formed their battle arrays. On the vast snowy plain, a team of lightning rods and a team of flag bearers briefly confronted each other at a distance of about 700 to 800 meters. Then both sides began to advance at almost the same time.
Gradually, the speed of advancement increased, and finally when they were only one or two hundred meters apart, both sides shouted at the same time, and increased their speed to the extreme!
"Swish!" The spearmen at the front of the Shimazu army all put down their three-meter-long spears and began to charge at the Jurchen soldiers who were rushing towards them.
"Hahaha, just in time!" Chu Ying, who was running at the front of the team, didn't slow down at all. He quickly looked at the two spears closest to him. Then he inserted the shield in his left hand and the broadsword in his right hand into the gap between the two spears at the same time, and then opened them left and right!
The common long spears in the Japanese Warring States period were too long. Now Chu Ying moved left and right, and before the two gunmen could retract their spears, they suddenly saw a blur. It turned out that Chu Ying's body had quickly turned in front of the two gunmen along the spear shaft. Then, a knife flashed, and a head flew high. The big shield smashed, and the other head was instantly smashed to pieces.
Led by Chu Ying, after the two sides engaged in battle on the front line, the white-armored soldiers of the Jurchens clearly had the upper hand. The spearmen of the Shimazu army fell to the ground in just one round, and hundreds of bodies fell!
"Bakayashi!" According to the tradition of the Japanese Warring States Period, a battle involving more than 10,000 people on both sides is called a battle. In a battle, the general would set up the main camp in the rear and slowly command. Shimazu Tadatsune hadn't even finished setting up the main camp when he saw a large number of flags at the front of his side fall down!
"Kakayama team! Ijuin team, hurry up and provide support!"
"Hi Yi!"
With the rapid advancement of the Jurchens, Shimazu Tadatsune had no choice but to send out the core forces of his army at the very beginning of the battle: although the total number of people in the two teams just sent out was only one thousand, two hundred of them were samurai!
"I am Ijuin Songdong, the general in front, please state your name!"
"What are you yelling about, you idiot? How dare you yell in the middle of a battle?"
One was speaking Japanese, the other was speaking Jurchen, and the two sides were unable to communicate at all. Then Chu Ying, who continued to lead the charge, simply raised his broadsword and rushed towards the young warrior in gorgeous armor.
"Huh?" The expected collision of swords and knives did not happen. The opponent's knife changed its angle strangely and slid from under his sword to under his right rib. Then Chu Ying felt that the armor on his right rib was scratched hard.
"One strike will definitely... eh?" Ijuin Songdong, who had successfully hit Chu Ying, drew an arc with his long sword in a chic manner, and then put the sword away in a very standard movement. But when he turned around, he saw that Chu Ying was unharmed and faced him with a grim smile.
"How is that possible? I clearly..."
"Young man, you have great skills to hit me with your sword. Unfortunately, it was all just fancy moves, without any power at all, and you couldn't even break my armor!"
After saying this, Chu Ying swung his sword and chopped at him again, regardless of whether the other party understood or not.
"Xi Ma Ta~!" Ijuin Songdong hurriedly prepared to draw his sword again, but this time, when his attention was focused on Chu Ying's sword, he suddenly felt a huge force hitting his head, and his whole body flew up.
"Idiot, a veteran general can use everything around him to kill the enemy on the battlefield!"
He then killed a young man who was charging at him with a samurai sword in hand. Chu Ying walked to the smashed head of Ijuin Songdong and picked up his big shield.
Then he turned around and yelled, "Etan~! Etan~! No need for formation, charge with all your forces, and smash these bastards directly!"
