Amakusa Shiro heard Hirasaburo's scream and looked at his own people who had dropped sharply on the top of the city. His eyes were painful and he gritted his teeth and said, "Call half of them up!"

Heisharo was about to be overjoyed, but when he heard only half, he immediately said, "Why are there only half? We are very dangerous now, why don't we all come up?"

"Get half first!" Amakusa Shiro gritted his teeth and said extremely firmly.

Heizaburo looked at Shiro Amakusa's expression and had to respond and quickly sent an order to transfer someone.

The five thousand people who were preparing came up quickly. This time, they did not hold hoes or sticks, all of them sharp weapons. They rushed up the tower and yelled at the shogunate army.

The morale of Amakusa Shiro's side suddenly increased, and the precarious wall was stabilized, and then the attacking shogunate troops were killed back.

Shigemasa Itakuran looked from a distance, his face looked ugly and he didn't say anything. As he expected, there were at least 30,000 people who could climb the city wall in the original city, but they were not at the end of their lives.

But some of the heads of the family, Daming, were looking ugly than him, and more and more people fell under the original city. They were small families and not many people were brought. If this continues, they might die here!

Hiromasa Itakura had no expression on his face. Five hundred samurai stood behind him, holding a knife in his hand, staring at these daimyos coldly.

He has made up his mind to eradicate the original city at all costs!

These great names were secretly hated and terrified, and did not dare to speak. They watched more and more people falling down in the original city, and gradually they could not tell how many people were left.

The fighting sounds in the original city resounded completely, and the accumulated corpses were like hills, and the chargers were all stepping forward.

Nobuzu Matsuhira sat in the room, holding a white silk cloth, silently wiping the sword in his hand, with a calm expression and a look like an abyss.

The fight in Yuancheng became more and more fierce, and both sides were filling in their lives, without any room for hesitation.

On the sea, Liu Jingming, Chen Zhiyang and others were unconsciously worried that the success or failure of Yuancheng had too much to do with the Ming Dynasty's plan. When necessary, they would go ashore to support Yuancheng!

Chen Zhiyang suddenly looked at Liu Jingming and said, "Sir, has Japan seen through our plan?"

Liu Jingming was stunned. He had never thought about this question before, but Matsuhira Nobuzu and Itankura Shigemasa's actions did point to the center of their plan.

After thinking for a while, Liu Jingming shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, even if it is, it doesn't matter. We have a backup plan."

This is the second time that Liu Jingming said there was another plan. Chen Zhiyang did not dare to ask too much, and said, "Sir, should we find a place to bombard the shore again, give the Japanese a warning to give Yuancheng some time to breathe?"

Liu Jingming said directly: "The order of heaven and human rights have been passed down to the Japanese. There is no need to help Yuancheng anymore. If they can't stand it, it will be useless for us to help us."

Chen Zhiyang was a little sensible and didn't say more.

The tug-of-war in the original city became increasingly fierce, and both sides were fighting desperately without restraint.

Heisharo watched more and more church members fall down, his heart was as if he was swaying, while muttering words while waving the knife in his hand wildly.

Amanku Shiro was already numb and looked at the shogunate samurai who rushed up. He had no idea how many injuries and how much blood had been shed.

A middle-aged man rushed to him and shouted: "Angel, we can't hold on anymore. There are too many enemies, let everyone go to the city..."

Only then did Shiro Amakusa wake up a little. Looking around, there were many shogunate samurai who kept coming up. His church members were outnumbered and were decreasing rapidly, and the Hara Castle became more and more dangerous.

But the remaining five thousand was his last little person, and he must not come up easily.

"Stop it, all the elderly, weak, women and children behind us are all old, weak, and we cannot retreat!" Siro Amakusa gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice.

A group of people were clamoring by his side, asking everyone to go to the city, but Amakusa Shiro just didn't speak and just shouted to kill him desperately.

The group of people had no choice but to continue to resist and try their best.

The corpses on the original city were no longer distinguished, and no one knew much, but the remaining people were clearly visible to each other.

Shigemasa Itakura silently calculated that at least eight thousand people died in the original city, and at least 30,000 people on his side!

Even so, Yuancheng seemed to be shaking, but it never got it!

A group of famous people looked ugly and looked at the people who were constantly dying, and they were anxious, but they didn't dare to say a word.

The fight did not stop, but the pace slowed down significantly, the sound of fighting in the original city was weakening, and there were many fewer people who died.

Ichikura Shigemasa looked up at the dim sky, feeling very hatred.

He knew that it was not the soldiers who were tired, but the daimyos who were secretly tampering with their lives!

"It's already dark in Chongchang Palace, and it's useless to continue fighting. Let's withdraw our troops."

"Yes, it's too late today. Let's fight tomorrow. We have to encourage the morale of the army. The warriors are too tired now..."

"These Christians have suffered heavy casualties and can't last long. Today is no different from tomorrow. I think it's better to withdraw troops and accumulate strength and fight again..."

A group of daimyos, the heads of the family spoke one after another, persuading Shigemasa Onakura to withdraw their troops. If they continue to fight, their last bit of their old capital will be gone.

"No!" Ichikura Shigemasato snorted coldly without hesitation, saying, "No one is allowed to retreat without the order of Izu Shu, otherwise, kill!"

Izumatsu was the official position of Matsuhira Nobutsu in the Japanese court.

A group of daimyos and others were frightened, and Shigemasa Itankura had to do anything.

"You, come forward and urge all your soldiers to not retreat. Today, you must take down the city!" Hiromasa Itakura looked at these people and suddenly said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the five hundred samurai behind him stepped forward, half of the samurai sword in his hand, and the murderous intention was scattered.

A group of daimyos were cold all over and gritted their teeth and stepped forward.

The originally sluggish and seemingly visible truce trend changed instantly and suddenly became more intense.

Heisharo was almost exhausted. It was already one day, and Shigemasato Itakura didn't give them any breathing time. He was obviously determined to fight to the death!

"Angels, let's go all out. If you don't go, it will be too late." Hirasaburo shouted in Amakusa Shiro's ear with a hoarse voice.

Amakusa Shiro looked downstairs, the people's heads everywhere in the distance, shouting harshly. His eyes were extremely cold and said, "Add half again!"

"Yes!" Now even the previous one made Hirasaburo happy, he responded and hurried to send the order.

The original city had a large population, most of them were Christians, and only 30,000 men could pick up knives. Now, except for the remaining 2,000 people, they basically went up to the city tower, either standing or lying down.

"kill!"

The morale of Shiro Amanku was greatly boosted and he was about to rush in. The shogunate soldiers who were about to capture the heiran castle pushed them down again. The flesh-and-blooded battle on the city tower started again.

More and more corpses fell on the top of the city, and the bodies were falling down under the city, with fire everywhere, and shouting for killing sounds filled the wild.

It was getting darker, and the battle here still did not stop. The number of corpses quickly exceeded 50,000, and they were piled up under the city, which was shocking.

On the sea, Liu Jingming was still standing on the deck. Listening to the clearly audible shouts and the bloody smell of the sea smell, he nodded and said, "It's not easy for Shiro Amakusa to last until now."

Chen Zhiyang also looked admiration on his face and said, "These Christians are so terrible. Most of them are farmers and are so fierce and fearless. No wonder Japan has to spend so much effort to eradicate them."

But another captain said: "Sir, Japan is so willing to pay any price. I think Amakusa Shiro can't hold on sooner or later. Should we think of a way to give them some support?"

"No need." Liu Jingming smiled and said, "At this time, the shogunate is already at the end of its strength. If you hold on like this, it will be nothing more than to save more lives, and it will be useless."

Chen Zhiyang listened and immediately understood.

Shigemasa Itakura could not get the hemp city for a day, and it was already dark, and morale would inevitably fall to the lowest point. On the contrary, their morale was getting stronger and stronger, and victory was already in front of them.

At this time, Matsuhira Nobuzu finally walked out of his small hall, looked into the direction of the original castle, looked at Miyake Shigeri who came back to report his life, and sighed: "Let Hiromasa Itanakura withdraw his troops, don't force those daimyos to get angry."

Miyayashi Shigeri responded and immediately said, "Dian, Shigemasato Itakura is too incompetent. With so many people dead, he still can't take down a small heiran city!"

Matsuhira Nobuzu shook his head slightly, his tone was quite calm, and said, "These Christians are quite stubborn and not so easy to conquer. Stop attacking and siege the city."

"Yes!" Miyake Shigeri responded and turned to send the order.

Shigemasa Itakura was unwilling to withdraw his troops. He felt that victory was right in front of him. He could win the hemp city with just one effort!

However, Matsuhira Nobuzuo had to ignore the orders, and had to withdraw the attacking army, but he still surrounded Yuancheng and no longer gave Yuancheng any chance to have foreign aid.

"Xingang Palace!"

Ichikura Shigemasa came to Matsuhira Nobuzuo angrily, and did not sit down, and said angrily: "Just give me another half hour, half an hour, we will win, why should we withdraw our troops?"

Matsuhira Nobuka looked calm, looked up at him and said, "I have given you a day, Geumaga, you have disappointed me so much."

Ichikura Shigemasa's face changed slightly, and he bowed and said, "I'm so sorry! Xin Tengtou Palace, please give me another chance. I will definitely take down the original city and redeem my sins!"

Matsupita Nobuzu shook his head and said, "I will personally command the Chongchang Palace tomorrow. I hope you can be the first to climb the original city, otherwise I will not be able to save you!"

Ichikura Shigemasa's face changed slightly. Although this seemed to be a chance Matsuhira Nobutsu gave him, it also wanted him to die!

Hiromasa Itankura's eyes flashed, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

At this time, there was a carnival in the original city, and I don’t know how many people were protecting each other, crying, and shouting.

Shiro Amakusa was exhausted and still reluctantly returned to his mansion. After no one was around, he sat on the stairs, leaning against the pillars, and blood dripped from his hair, but he seemed to be unaware of anything, and he could no longer hold on when his eyes opened and closed.

Heizaburo was busy with the aftermath and barely supported him. He was as happy as everyone else. They defeated the shogunate again and proved that God was on their side. It would not take long before they would gain God's mercy, be happy forever, and be without sin.

Until the next day, before dawn, Amakusa Shiro got up from the bed, feeling sore all over, and was naked with his upper body, full of bandages.

Hirasaburo stood beside him and looked at him and said, "Angel, you are a little seriously injured, but you are not seriously injured, don't worry."

Amakusa Shiro struggled to sit up and said, "What's going on over the shogunate?"

Heizaburo said: "Not yet. They also suffered heavy casualties yesterday. Now they must rest and comfort them."

Amakusa Shiro sat in front of the bed, endured the pain, and said, "How are we losing?"

Hirasaburo's eyes changed slightly, and his face turned sad and said, "More than nine thousand died and more than four thousand injured."

Amakusa Shiro also looked slightly dark and said for a while: "Please comfort the church members, there is still a fierce battle today, so we cannot be discouraged."

Hirasaburo nodded, with anger on his face and said, "There are at least 60,000 casualties in the Mu Mansion. They can't stand the battle like yesterday. We are not afraid of them."

Amakusa Shiro nodded silently, but he was more worried.
To be continued...