Beiyang new warlord

Chapter 149. Kamikaze?

The night is getting thicker and darker. This era is far less bright than the light pollution of later generations. Even in Nagasaki Castle, the people who light up the lights are still rich people. The city is as dark as fireflies. There are only a few stars, but the lights outside the city are brightly lit. , the battle line was too long, the Ming army lit a pile of fires every few meters on the edge of the trench, so that they hid on the relatively dark earth wall, and the Japanese army could not escape the eyes of the sentry if they wanted to sneak attack.

The other end is also brightly lit, but it's not outside the ditch, but inside the ditch, where the Japanese are locked up. In an area surrounded by an earthen wall, ten thousand Japanese are curled up inside, to prevent these Japanese from To escape or make trouble, there was a fire pile a few meters away, and some soldiers and horses of the Li Dynasty paced back and forth on the earthen wall.

Suddenly, a bang of clappers broke the heavy silence of the night, and the three earthen wall doors were opened, and the Yixu army rushed in.

However, there was no panic at all. The Japanese people gathered around in groups of three or four lazily. Mao Jue was realistic enough. He had three meals a day when the ditch was being dug, and one meal a day when the ditch was dug. Many people are wandering around hungry, without much energy.

The food is not bad, two rice balls per person, with a piece of salted fish wrapped inside, but here, class is inevitable, many Japanese people have finished receiving the rice balls, and after thanking them, one of the rice balls was immediately surrounded by a group of " The tall and strong Japanese stretched out their hand domineeringly and snatched it away.

If it weren't for grabbing two, the "Li Chao" army who was afraid of starving to death would intervene, and it is estimated that none of them would be left for those thin and weak Japanese.

Nearly 7000 Japanese swallowed a rice ball at the corner of the wall, and in the corner facing Nagasaki Castle, there were only 500 people in the area, but the rice balls were piled up, and the scum that the rough Japanese people ate could be wasted.

A few of the Japanese were still gathering there, muttering something in a low voice, and from time to time there was that wretched and disgusting laughter.

All of a sudden, the fire light illuminated the corner, and the dozen or so mice first showed panic expressions, and then shouted and cursed in Japanese with anger on their faces, but immediately, they became panicked again, because Behind the Japanese who led the way with torches was the Ming army with dangling bayonets.

The local tyrants among the dozen or so Japanese were taken out and brought to the top of the city wall. Under the light of torches, one by one they were brought before the young generals of the Ming army. After eating the fruit, after asking a few words, the general of the Ming army whipped him violently, saying that beating people does not slap people in the face, and he even beat them on the face. Purlin, grinning and covering his face, came back.

The character of the Japanese bully the soft and fear the hard is really vividly reflected. The eighth one is a one-character eyebrow with a disgusting mustache and wrinkles on the forehead, just like the bastard in Chinese characters. This person is tall and talented. A little more than 1.4 meters, the combination of many characteristics makes this person so wretched and wretched.

Still full of gloomy face, Mao Jue patted the whip in his hands unkindly in the panic of the Japanese, and asked sullenly.

"What's your name?"

"Back! Back to the master of Shangguo, the younger one is called Inoue Totaro!"

Needless to say, this guy actually knows a little Chinese. Before Adelaina could translate, he had already declared his family home tremblingly. After hearing this, Mao Jue suddenly became angry and patted the guy on the shoulder with a smile. .

"Yes, still a samurai!"

Unable to help, the old "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" face twitched. No wonder Mao Jue said so. In Japan, one of the privileges of samurai was to carry a sword with the character Miao. Before the Meiji Restoration, only samurai and daimyo had the right to have a surname. But this Inoue pain is obviously already a shabby household, otherwise he wouldn't be caught here, and he doesn't even have a samurai sword, so he can't be considered a ronin. Mao Jue's words are tantamount to adding salt to the wound.

But he didn't know that Inoue was about to cry about the pain, Mao Jue was still full of interest, patted the guy's shoulder, and asked with a smile.

"Which big name do you work for?"

"General Hui Tianchao, the younger one, the younger one is not a samurai, but here, doing some small business in Nagasaki." The character Hu trembled, Mung Dou stared at the whip in Mao Jue's hand, and the guy replied with a guilty conscience.

Small business?In fact, it is a rogue gang that steals chickens and dogs and blackmails businessmen, and people like Fujitaro Inoue have a unified name in Japan.

ninja.

Don't look at the ninjas in the movies who fly into the sky and escape from the ground with great powers. In real history, they are just a group of poor dicks. In the chaotic Warring States period, they were mercenaries without samurai status, landlord bullies in the countryside, and gangsters in the city. , the big ninja organization was incorporated by the Tokugawa shogunate, and the small ones spread everywhere with the development of the city, relying on extortion and extortion to live. There are so many Japanese gangsters in later generations, and they are so legalized and made public. This reason is passed down.

"Business? Dutiful people, not bad, I will appreciate you like this, unlike those who sneak around and don't do good things, come here, reward him with a fish, ten taels of silver, go down!"

What is pie in the sky?There was a lively sea fish in his right hand, and a heavy tael of silver in his arms. He hadn't been beaten yet, and he came down from the earthen wall. Fujitaro Inoue was still in a daze, but when he hid in the shadows again, he suddenly saw There were bloodstains on their faces, and the suspicion and suspicion of their wolf-like companions with green eyes made this guy's heart skip a beat.

That night, Mao Jue didn't arrest anyone, didn't kill anyone, he just asked around and left. The next day was peaceful, but on the third day, there were more Japanese labor camps. The third is a lot of bloody dead bodies, and a dwarf with a bloody gash on his face and several shocking wounds on his body broke into Li Chaobing's cordon like crazy, was held down by several people, and even yelled frantically with.

"I want to see Lord General of Shangguo!"

"General Shangguo!"

When he was brought up just in time for Mao Jue to have lunch, he didn't care about his reserve. Under Mao Jue's hand holding the chicken leg and gnawing on it, watching with an oily smile on his face, Fujitaro Inoue gnawed the seeds on his wretched head on the ground.

"The villain is willing to identify the spy sent by Matsudaira Rangiku, the guardian of Nagasaki Castle, for the General!"

In the afternoon, a regiment of the Ming army rushed into the Japanese labor camp. Dozens of ninjas rushed to the front. Under the identification of "Inoue Itsu" and his subordinates, all sixteen samurai sent by Nagasaki City were arrested. One is right, and those Japanese local tyrants who secretly colluded with the samurai are also not lost. A total of more than 60 people were arrested. No one dared to resist under the cold light of the bayonet. The local tyrants were pulled out of the local circle, without even a trial, they were directly caught on the edge of a big pit, each with a bayonet, thrown into the pit and buried.

Snakes can't do without a head, without the restraints of these people, Mao Jue went up to the city to inspect the city defense with confidence, watching his back, Li Shanhai, the old chrysanthemum, couldn't help but gasped for a while, Just then murmured and cursed.

"This little bastard is really fucking badass!"

More than 1 Japanese laborers, if they are incited, are indeed like a huge bomb, but among the 1 people who are really capable of taking the lead in rebelling, there are only a few hundred people, and these hundreds of people belong to more than a dozen small forces In "Water Margin", there are merchants and local tyrants like Zheng Tu in "Water Margin", there are ninja bosses like Inoue Fujitaro, and there are dilapidated samurai ronin. These people usually intrigue and distrust each other. And under the persecution of Mao Jue's coolies, they came together.

This fragile trust can be broken with a finger. On the first night, Mao Jue just randomly arrested a dozen or so suspicious people and treated them differently. Everyone asked about spies. Answer If you don't come out, you will be whipped, and when it comes to Inoue Fujitaro and a few other guys who don't know if they are lucky or unlucky, they will just say a few words, and let them go if they give some sweetness.

In this way, the heart is not balanced after being beaten. Why do you take money when I am beaten?You said you didn't betray everyone, who would believe it?The doubts were planted, and after another day to ferment, a group of superficial brothers who performed more wonderfully than Infernal Affairs killed more than 30 people by secretly stabbing each other, and forced this "inoue pain" to turn against him. Solved the espionage crisis.

And all of this, Mao Jue only spent five or sixty taels of silver for one fish. In the Spring and Autumn Period, two peaches killed three men.

However, it seems that Mao Jue was not born to be the protagonist. This matter has just been resolved beautifully. On the second day, the sea breeze brought a storm and poured it down. A lot, pea-sized raindrops hurt people's faces.

Damn, is this pirate really protected by kamikaze?

300 years ago, it was a heavy rain that saved the Kamakura Shogunate, which was slapped by the Yuan army and didn't even know a horse. Hundreds of Yuan army warships were buried in the sea. Today, although the storm is not so big, it still hurts Mao Jue was drenched in the rain. Mao Jue stood next to a wall that had been washed down with an extremely gloomy face. The mud and water slurry stained the accumulated water in the trench brown.

Beside him, Wen Meng fiddled with a flintlock flint angrily and knocked the flint on the fire pool, still knocking out a few sparks, but the wet gunpowder extinguished the sparks, let alone firing them.

In the heavy rain, all of Mao Jue's sharp firearms turned into firesticks. After trying several times, Wen Meng finally stabbed the spear on the ground angrily, and immediately clasped his fists at Mao Jue.

"General, what should we do?"

With a swipe, the eyes of more than a dozen generals of the Ming army also focused on Mao Jue

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For the Japanese army, this heavy rain was really blessed by God Amaterasu. In the past few days, as many as [-] people were knocked down by the Ming army's firearms. Although many people were only injured by firearms, they returned After the infection and lead poisoning after the military camp, most of the wounded soldiers did not survive, and many Japanese people have already changed their faces after hearing the poisonous fire of the Ming army.

But this rain of heaven and gods is equivalent to directly abolishing the firearms of the Ming army. No matter how sharp the iron cannon is, it can't hold a bang of water. In the raindrops, the main formations of the two armies were called up, and under the raindrops the size of peas, more than a dozen monks were shaking their heads there, and there were also Shinto wizards dancing big gods.

On the stage, one is wearing a black helmet, with two huge horns installed on it, like a bull demon king, the raindrops hit his face and trickled down, still not delaying his wild laughter, like a goblin, Amidst the buzzing sound of chanting, he frantically swung a samurai sword.

"God bless the Kingdom of God! The poisonous flames of the Li Dynasty have been doused by the pure rain of Qinglian, the God of Amaterasu. Descendants of the Minamoto warriors, those Li Dynasty people have forgotten the fear that the warriors brought to them back then, take up your swords Come, harvest their heads, and let those husbands know what a terrible consequence it is to offend the majesty of a warrior!"

It’s really like a group of demons dancing wildly. The old devils screamed and cursed, and completely mobilized the ferocious bloodthirsty of the Japanese in the rain. They held up spears and samurai swords one by one, their ferocious faces were distorted by excitement, and they roared like wild beasts. It made a noise, as if he had already made a fortune stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

It seems that the heavens are a little too blind. Along with the dance of demons, there are suddenly a few muffled thunderclaps in the sky, which can not be extinguished far away under the rain.

But at this time, someone's ears suddenly itched violently again, and the heavy rain poured on their faces. Some warriors rubbed their eyes in astonishment and raised their heads. With the raindrops all over the sky, some black things gradually reflected The madness on the eyes and face gradually receded, and the color of fear emerged faintly. Before the "Soldiers of the Li Dynasty" recalled the fear of the era of Japanese pirates ravaging, these vowed warriors were the first to recall the fragility and strength under Mao Jue's cannon. Powerless to come.

"Poison Cannon!!!"

　Grinning and screaming, even the Banner team was in chaos, and the short Japanese warrior monkeys ran around like that. These days, Mao Jue's artillery has not shot 500 meters at the farthest. Can the camp still be attacked by artillery fire?The general of the Japanese Army, the Bull Demon King, looked in disbelief at his subordinates, who were thrown into a mess after being hit by shrapnel, like ants on a hot pot, but there was nothing he could do.

However, cannons are not Mao Jue's trump card, but his Iron Rebel Army. In the chaos, the rain curtain was suddenly torn apart by a burst of fiery red, and above the swaying red mass, there was still a threatening cold light. Approaching to the bottom of the Japanese army barracks.

On the wooden fence, the patrolling Japanese yelled to draw their bows and wanted to shoot, but in the heavy rain, the firearms of the Guangming Army were not working well, and the bows and arrows of the Japanese Army were also useless. At the feet of the Ming army.

"Are you afraid of this coward?"

Without the dust and ashes, Wen Meng is a tiger. While turning his head and taunting, just like the special forces in the movie, the bayonet was thrown out with a click, and a warrior fell down from the wooden building with a thump, and he was so frightened that he could not follow the old hen to protect him. The samurai on one side simply threw down their bows and ran away, the leopard rushed to the front like that, stretched out his hand and pulled out the bloody bayonet to attack the head of the gun, and Wen Meng put his foot in the Japanese pirate camp again. On the fence gate, with his roar, the heavy gate burst open.

"Open the door, check the water meter!"