Beiyang new warlord

At first, those samurai were still leaning together and yelling and threatening, but as the fire became bigger and bigger, the poisonous smoke soaring into the sky made the space smaller and smaller, more than 1000 Tokugawa samurai also began to fear, some They rushed into the fire at the slightest bit, and were quickly burned into a big fireball. They screamed and threw themselves into the fire field. Under such pressure, he simply drew his knife and committed suicide. The blood in his neck splashed into the fire and made a popping sound, and the corpse quickly dried up and scorched black in the flames.In the flames of war, it was miserable like hell on earth.

At the beginning, they were cursing and trying to remove those earth bags, but the flames and black smoke became more and more intense. Amidst the screams from hell, an emotion called fear began to swallow people's courage. After a few minutes, the outside was blocked. The two or three hundred samurai also collapsed, and no matter what their comrades were, they fled to the gable in panic. The shoes were thrown all over the place.

Even if the ninjas of Inoue Totaro spread rumors, the Japanese who had to stand up and fight in fear that the shogunate would kill themselves and others who helped the Ming army, were still full of unspeakable fear, but seeing one by one on weekdays They are domineering, holding samurai swords at every turn, threatening to behead and beheading, and even forcing people to seal their wives and daughters, but now the guys who fawn on them are doing double-stepping, their heads are ashamed, and their faces are covered with blood. , The appearance of fleeing due to fear is built in the hearts of the Japanese people. The ferocious power of the warrior is like a sand sculpture by the sea, washed clean by the tide.

Countless thin and dirty heads poked out of the trenches, and their distorted and hideous faces were full of fierceness. When the feudal rules were broken, the damage caused by the wretchedness of the Japanese was no less than that of the Ming rebels. The pile of firewood on the earth wall was almost thrown away, leaving more than 1000 Tokugawa warriors waiting to die, and the Japanese people on the top of the wall also slid down. However, the bows, arrows and iron cannons soaked in the heavy rain had no strength at all, and the arrows that fell under the wall pierced shallowly into the body of the flat, or even did not penetrate at all, which aroused the cruelty and anger of the flat even more.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Mao Jue completed the defeat of the Nabeshima Army and the Kuroda Army. When the army returned, Nagasaki Castle, which had been holding on for more than ten days, had fallen.

"Hahaha, rice! I have grown rice all my life, and the first time I ate rice in this life was in the hands of Koreans. These are all mine, hahahaha!"

Kicking open the gate of the rice store, several Japanese lunatics lifted up the rice in the box, some stuffed it into their mouths desperately, and some knelt on the ground and wailed loudly. The cloth store next to it, The gold shops were also pried open. On the avenue, Japanese men in ragged clothes even took women's clothes and put them on.

Few people are normal these days.

I don’t know when the heavy rain will stop, but Nagasaki in the evening sun is not beautiful at all. The riots in the streets are not limited to the Japanese people outside. Joining the ranks of looting, I have long seen those poor people who are displeased by the rich merchants smash open one shop after another, smash and loot the contents, and some even set their houses on fire. But it burned up rapidly, illuminating the night sky of Nagasaki brightly.

It was as if the end of the world had arrived. In the fire scene, some wealthy businessmen were desperately calling for help, but no one helped him at all. There was no need to look for corners. The usually charming rich lady or singing girl geisha was directly torn off by the thugs. Going along, half the city is moaning.Rules are rules, even the most oppressive feudal slave rules, once broken, the consequences are still disastrous.

In this scene, even Mao Jue, who opened Pandora's Box with his own hands, was powerless to restrain him. The only thing he could do was to get ahead and occupy the treasury first.

On the street, gunshots rang out after a day of silence. Tie Yijun’s gunpowder was kept in deerskin bags, and they were wrapped in cowhide into fixed paper shells. It was really helpless when the rain was pouring, but the sky was fine in the evening Yes, it can be used directly after taking it out. The situation has become so out of control that even the Ming army will encounter deflated attacks when they enter the city. As they advance along the street, Shen Rong's third regiment has to shoot each other alternately. On the street, they were shot dead The shriveled corpses of the dead lay in disorder along the road ahead.

Fanfu.

The samurai guarding the gate had long escaped to nowhere, which meant that the majestic official palace of the shogunate did not escape the ransacking of the shogunate. More than a dozen Nagasaki samurai in short black clothes were carrying bulging cloth bags, excitedly Walking outside, it turned out that there was a group of Ming soldiers in front of them. Mao Jue's flintlock guns were not helpful when they put down their things and ran away. From the heart, evil came from the guts, suddenly took out a knife, and rushed upwards, the Ming army was naturally impolite, and shot them to death with muskets, and the remaining two wanted to run, but were shot directly by the bayonet. When it reached the back, it was also paid.

But the things they dropped made Tie Yijun's breathing become short.

With a bang, the pockets were scattered all over the floor. The shiny gold coins became extraordinarily dazzling in the light of the fire tonight. One Tie Yijun subconsciously knelt down and stretched out his hands to pick them up. The bag ran, but immediately there was a clatter, but everyone's footsteps froze there.

It was also shiny, he took out the commander's revolver, the sound came from the buckle of the drum, seeing the gloomy face of his leader, the soldier who just stretched out his hand almost held his breath, and retracted his hand.

Money touches people's hearts, even if it was long, his heart was beating wildly, and after taking a deep breath, he quickly moved his eyes away.

"You! You! Get things together!"

"Send someone to inform the general!"

About 10 minutes later, the treasury of the office was full of Ming troops standing guard with dangling bayonets. Surrounded by the brigade's personal guards, Mao Jue finally came. After knocking on walnut shells for so many days, he finally came out. in front of the delicious nuts.

The warehouse door had been pushed open and half-closed, with torches on, Wen Meng was the first to rush in, and several guards followed by lighting the candles on the wall, a burst of golden light instantly filled Mao Jue's entire body. Eye.

Chapter 152. The profiteer

All of Japan's foreign trade in this era is here. Mao Jue doesn't know how much it is. Anyway, the size of the Japanese kingdom is gold, and Spain has South American gold and silver coins printed with the king's head. Silver ingots, large and small boxes filled the treasury. Looking at the specifications, the precious metal here is no less than several tons.

No wonder the Mongols, Huns, Jurchens and other regimes are so keen on plundering. The feeling of getting rich this night is really exciting.

The city has been fought, but the battle has not stopped. On the contrary, it has intensified. Fires and riots can't stop approaching from the poor areas near the port in the north to the rich areas in the south, even though the wealth of the whole city may be greater than that of the treasury. Much more, but Mao Jue is a full-fledged pragmatist, everything is imaginary, only what is in front of him is real.

Without going further north to control the city, Shen Rong's third regiment controlled a few blocks nearby, Wenmeng's first regiment was in charge of mules, Adelaine was in charge of accountant, and temporarily recorded a list at the entrance of the bank. Families who were screaming and screaming set fire to their houses, and the Ming army methodically carried out boxes one after another. The two sides did their own things without disturbing each other, showing a weird understanding.

Of course, this kind of tacit understanding is based on strength. In the nearby streets, soldiers from the Iron Rebel Army used tables, beds, counters and other things that were turned out to form obstacles, and there were accurate soldiers on the walls on both sides. Occupying the commanding heights, with snipers and barricades, this three-dimensional defense is similar to that of the US military in later generations. The Japanese corpses scattered across the barricade clearly show the people who is the boss.

Mao Jue couldn't help with the bookkeeping. In Adelaina's words, it was the greatest help for the general to stay alone.As for carrying things, it was not his turn. Just kidding, although today's battle was like tearing devils with hands, it was [-] against [-]. The rest of the ministries temporarily retreated to the trenches to rest and guard. idler.

The night sky was filled with the smell of burning and blood, wandering aimlessly in the defense circle, looking at the chaotic city of Nagasaki, Mao Jue was filled with a sense of accomplishment, no wonder Alexander's famous saying is me! See! I conquer! This sense of accomplishment that belongs to a man is indeed intoxicating.

And with the money from this city, he can do a lot of things when he goes back this year, such as immigration, mining, shipbuilding, military expansion, and especially opening a shop.Counting the days, Qian Zeng should have come back from Jiangnan.

After he brought back the business of opening a joint store last time, that Yangzhou Master Fan has not responded. The matter of establishing a semicolon in the north is nothing. If he is not active, Mao Jue will naturally not show his hot face to others. Cold ass, this thing seems to be cold.

However, business always needs to expand, and Qian Zeng has recognized who is his biggest benefactor. Last year, Mao Jue went to fight east and west, and he was not idle. He brought three big merchants to him in Shandong, and now Mao Jue's corn shochu also came to a market in Shandong.

Today, there is still a lack of people that bothers Mao Jue. Qian Zeng is the only one who communicates with the north and the south for him. Every step Mao Jue takes depends on the kid's mood, and this guy is still a slippery guy. There are countless connections, God knows when he will be able to cheat himself.

Have to figure out a way!

Rarely, the halo of Mao Jue's protagonist twitched, and just as he was pinching his chin and thinking wildly, there was a commotion beside Leng Buding.The Tieyi army controls the city in a T-shape. There is a protruding shogunate office along the side of the city wall. There are rich people's houses next to it. It is next to the house of Mao Jue sentry. More than a dozen Japanese vagrants are wandering around. He broke in, and after a while, a short, thick, wretched middle-aged man with a mustache ran out from the gate of the well, sweating profusely. He yelled loudly.

I was tired after fighting for a day, and I couldn’t follow the military regulations to rob. Naturally, the guards who were full of anger didn’t have a good face, and there was a dwarf who dared to point fingers at them. He fired his gun and took aim.

However, this guy also showed Tie Yijun what is second counseling. The flintlock gun is fast enough to shoot, just pull the trigger. It takes less than a second to raise the gun to aim, and this guy has already knelt down and cried bitterly. T's hands bowed and kowtowed his head, still yelling incomprehensible words, but it was obviously different from the Japanese just now.

Adelena wasn't around, and she didn't know what the guy was yelling about. A few Iron Rebels put down their guns and pointed there in amazement, while Mao Jue waved his hands irritably when the plan was interrupted.

"Shut him up!"

The nourishment of power made Mao Jue no longer the old leftover man who was just obsequiously dawdling around. In this era when life is like nothing, he seems to have become indifferent and cruel. He tilted his mouth indifferently, and the guard who had just laughed there just now He raised his gun and prepared to kill the Japanese.

Unexpectedly, a dramatic scene appeared again, he was so frightened that he almost peed, and raised his hands high, this guy suddenly popped out a Jiangnan version of Mandarin.

"Don't be a hero, spare your life! My own people!"

These days, knowing a foreign language can really save your life. Mao Jue came back to his senses suddenly, and he reached out his hand to let his subordinates put down their guns quite unexpectedly. Immediately, two soldiers walked over quickly, reaching out to hold his gun. The arm lifted the man back.

Although he didn't shave the ugly yin and yang head, but the back of his head is also combed with that Japanese-style upside-down bun. He has a figure like a watermelon, which makes the wide striped kimono look like a balloon, and he is still wearing clogs No matter how you look at it, it's a devil, that's right. Throwing it in front of Mao Jue, this guy can't stop nodding and bowing there with his hands up.

"Heroic man, spare your life! My own man! Good man, spare your life! My own man!"

Seeing that this product looked like a repeater, Mao Jue couldn't help but frowned again. This guy wouldn't know this sentence, would he?He didn't have time to grind his teeth with this devil, he yelled impatiently.

"Who are you? Do the Roaring Army want to die?"

"Master, please spare me!"

It can be regarded as changing the words, and the watermelon begged for forgiveness again with snot and tears.

"Master Jun! The youngest is a merchant from Nagasaki. The youngest father is a merchant from Jiangnan of Ming Dynasty. He settled in Nagasaki during the Wanli period and made a living selling tea from Jiangnan. The youngest one is also from Daming!"

As soon as he spoke, the mansion behind him roared with flames again, the guy trembled again in anxiety, and hurriedly kowtowed to the ground again, shouting tremblingly.

"This military lord, I am willing to donate half of my family wealth to the military lord, I beg the military lord to save my family's life!"

It is also clear that this guy is at most a mixed race, and he is also Japanese. To be honest, later generations Mao Jue hates this kind of person the most. There was one in their shipyard once, and he was full of half-Chinese and half-foreign understanding. In other words, he looked condescending, as if his bloodline was much higher than that of Mao Jue and the others. In the end, he spent a long time in arrogance, but he ordered the cheapest park yacht, and he dared to do errands for others. of.

However, this guy is in the tea business in Jiangnan, which made Mao Jue very interested. He was short of a few people who knew about southern affairs, so he sent it to his door. After a moment of hesitation, Mao Jue said The guard tilted his head, and the captain recruited from among Mao Wenlong's guards immediately reached out and pulled out the revolver, and following behind him, four guards with flintlock guns rushed towards the house skillfully.

"Thank you, Mr. Jun!"

Immediately overjoyed, this fake devil also knocked his big meaty head to the ground, and rushed in after him.

It is said that profiteers and profiteers, no business, no evil, no matter in China or Japan, ancient literature is full of satire and ridicule of the merchant class, it seems that merchants are always synonymous with stupid and greedy, but poor people must have something to hate, although It's pitiful for merchants to be oppressed by government warriors, but it's also really hateful for them to play tricks.

It’s deflated, it’s deflated, when no one cares about it, they smashed and looted fiercely like a person, but if someone really cares, they are quicker than this watermelon in seconds, the gun is useless, and the bayonet stabbed the leader to death , More than 20 Japanese people who ran into the house to rob before and after ran away completely. What is Hujiahuwei?The lantern at the door was crooked, but this watermelon was standing at the door, swearing and mocking those fleeing figures, a typical face of a villain.

However, just when a few of his followers were about to turn their heads back to Mao Jue, a fat businessman with a shaved head and a cracked chest like Bajie ran out of the neighbor's house in a hurry, holding his fists and looking sad. Ji Li Guala said something to Watermelon in Japanese.