Beiyang new warlord

Obviously triumphant, with a thumb pointing to his belly, the guy opened his mouth to show off, and Bajie was even more anxious when he heard it. In the eyes of the five relatives, the two guys quarreled in Japanese that they didn't understand, and their faces were red. After haggling for a long time, Xigua turned around with a smile on his face and bowed to Mao Jue.

"Master of the army! This is also a small family, please, please go again!

Turning his head and looking at the three-foot-tall arm Fuzhai that burst out from the flames, the leader of the personal soldier couldn't help popping a few veins on his forehead.

Although he was more interested in the watermelon tea business, Mao Jue didn't take it too seriously. After staying at the gate of the government office for a while, he went back to his home and returned to Tuweizi outside the city. Although he was still very helpful in defeating the Japanese Confident, but it was an expedition after all, and commanding such a large-scale battle, Mao Jue was still under great psychological pressure. Tonight, the Japanese army fled and Nagasaki fell, so he could sleep soundly.

But as soon as this one lay down, the Wenmeng old man ran into the tent again impatiently, and Mao Jue, who was startled by a word, couldn't help but jumped up from the hammock.

"What, the third regiment is trapped!"

Chapter 153. Return with a rewarding experience

The corner of Mao Jue's mouth twitched incessantly, constantly pulling to the right.

This bloody day dissipated with the heavy rain that lasted for several days, and the next morning was rarely sunny, but Nagasaki was completely in a mess at this time. In the event of a fire, it will be over immediately. The fire ignited by the riots last night, more than half of the buildings in the city were annihilated in the sea of ​​flames, and the black smoke is still rising. The roads are collapsing with black beams, and the once tall shops and houses have been reduced to one piece. Flying ashes, the sight of dilapidation is everywhere.

However, it was definitely not the Nagasaki city in front of him that made Mao Jue angry. He let those devils die. What made him care was the poor Iron Rebels who were ashamed and almost burned their eyebrows.

In these days of continuous battles, relying on sharp firearms, Tie Yijun was only injured in the thirty or so, and one person died in battle. Yesterday's Kuroda Breaking Battle was face-to-face bayonet to bayonet, but relying on their physical and military advantages, the Japanese army was about More than 1000 were killed, [-] were captured, and even the main general was captured. The Tieyi Army suffered only about [-] casualties.

But just last night, inexplicably, they got involved in this looting and brawl, burned to death, and were assassinated. There were more than 30 Tieyi soldiers missing, and the number of deaths caught up with the earth-shattering battle outside the city. Inexplicably surrounded by the fire scene, it was almost wiped out.

And these elite officers and soldiers under Mao Jue risked their lives in exchange for a large group of fat and fat Japanese businessmen to keep their property full of money.

In troubled times, force is also a commodity. If everything develops according to common sense, the watermelon Mao Jue met yesterday is definitely the most successful businessman in Nagasaki City. Merchant ships and goods floating on the sea, real estate houses do not know how many, Nagasaki is really a place where business travelers gather, the Chinese culture is extremely rich, and he even asked someone to write a particularly vigorous and powerful banner in the early morning.

Walk for heaven!

After repelling the peasants in the countryside, port coolies, and ninja gangsters, these local tyrants and wealthy businessmen who colluded with the shogunate came to the labor force in the office early in the morning with drums and gongs, and the banner was displayed at the front.

He was in high spirits, and he was carried by a few workers with a sliding pole. When he arrived at the office, he jumped off the sliding pole, but he was still walking in front of Chang Zhushang.Yesterday, my own general mobilized people for this dead fat man. Seeing him coming, the surrounding Tieyi army didn't stop him, and let him come to Mao Jue with a banner.

Full of smiles, the fat on his face twitched from laughter, and the watermelon thumped like a rice cake and knelt down in front of Mao Jue, not saying anything, but raised his hands in worship like faith.

"The villain pays homage to the Great General of the Celestial Dynasty!"

It seems that he is really a descendant of Jiangnan merchants. Although this guy speaks northern mandarin with a strong Jiangnan flavor, it is called a slippery road.

"The general is really a teacher of benevolence and righteousness. He is like a thunderbolt. The clown who kills the demons is like an angry King Kong. His righteousness is as thin as the sky. He saves the people from the fire and water. The villain and the people of Nagasaki are here to thank the general for his benevolence and righteousness!"

This fat watermelon is quite rich, and as he clapped his hands, a box was brought up by the two workers. As soon as he opened it, a box full of gold ingots shone with golden light, and a box full of gold ingots came into view.

If he had taken out thousands of taels of gold like this yesterday, Watermelon's heart would probably bleed, but now he is not what he used to be. Last night he used Mao Jue's military power to blackmail him, and he could even be called Nagasaki City.

However, he didn't seem to come at the right time. Mao Jue was just spraying the first two trapped regiment guards Shen Rong and Tian Tao with scolding blood. At this juncture, this watermelon dared to bring a group of pig heads to tease him?

His face immediately darkened, Mao Jue turned around gloomyly, and waved directly to Wen Meng amidst the smiling faces of a group of Nagasaki businessmen.

"Take it all!"

All the smiles froze there, Xigua was even more stupid, until the two Ming soldiers grabbed him by the shoulders and took him down, this guy was thumping in horror and screaming like a pig.

"General Tianchao, what are you doing? Didn't we agree to give away half of Xiao's family property? If you want more, we can discuss it again, and I can add more!"

It's okay not to scream, his yelling made Mao Jue's teeth itch even more, and he pointed a finger on his forehead.

"Yes, this guy, throw me into the sea when returning to the voyage, and feed the sharks!"

Mao Jue's words frightened the watermelon into a fool, and this time he finally kowtowed on the ground as if waking up from a dream, and shouted: "General, please spare me! The villain is willing to dedicate all his wealth to the general, please Mercy, General!"

Mao Jue didn't even bother to answer him, and angrily entered the shogunate office with his arms folded.

It's really a typical small businessman's mind. Generally, the fat-headed guy snake mouse doesn't talk about both ends, but puts his mind on Mao Jue, using his military power to suppress the rioting Chinese people and evil parties, and then spend a little money to get Mao Jue Jue was dismissed, and when the shogunate came back, they would still be in front of their local tyrants and evil gentry.

All of this had to be based on the premise that Mao Jue was reasonable.

But after traveling thousands of miles to this Japanese country, under the city of Nagasaki, there was dust and dirt, and there was a battle with the main force of the two feudal clans, Mao Jue was not reasonable at all, so no matter how much trouble there was last night, he was with Mao Jue It doesn't matter, anyway, with the bayonet in his hand, who does he harvest wealth from?

Amidst the messy footsteps, about 60 rich merchants from Nagasaki, No. [-], were rounded up by Mao Jue. Among them were Dutch, Portuguese, and Ming maritime merchants. Needless to say, the Dutch, their gunboats are still there. Stopping at Nagasaki Bay, the Jiangnan merchants who settled down are not very good people. The Japanese pirate rebellion started in Nagasaki back then, and they were more or less connected with it, let alone the Japanese merchants. Mao Jue The next time I came, I came running towards them.

It was an accident last night. Mao Jue's order was used by this watermelon and magnified infinitely. As a result, the three regiments were involved and suffered some losses for no reason.Today, everything is back on track again. It is the turn of the Tie Yijun to do what Nagasaki did. Those houses that were finally saved have been kicked open one by one and hidden in rice vats and cellars. , The money box in the toilet was turned out one by one by Tie Yijun, who was smarter than a dog's nose, and the whole street was full of Tie Yijun carrying things back and forth.

The wealth of these guys was astonishing. Not only was it not inferior to the treasury of the shogunate, it was even much higher. Adelena, who worked as an accountant for Mao Jue and registered property at the gate of the city, was almost crazy.

The nearest Kuroda family, the Nabeshima family, was also disabled. Except for the Shimadzu family, the entire Kyushu island was threatened, and the rest of the island was simply let Mao Jue run rampant. Just like the previous attack on Nagasaki, thousands of Ming troops also acted like no one else. The loot was so great that Mao Jue's fleet had to abandon some gunpowder and worn-out bronze artillery, which had not yet been loaded.

In the end, Li Shanhai, who was also red-eyed, made a move, hurriedly sent the boat back to Jindo, and recruited the Li Chao fleet that was moored there. More than 1 Li Chao sailors followed the helpers, and this was almost the same as the beginning of May. The property is loaded onto the ship.

Of course, there cannot be so many precious metals such as gold and silver. There are almost 8 taels of Western gold coins minted from Japan and South America, and 70 taels of various types of silver. Adding up the weight of dozens of tons, the Black Pearl can be accommodated by a single ship. Now, Mao Jue's captain's cabin became a warehouse for storing these things. When a candle shines on, the eyes are full of shiny metal flickering.

More trophies were large quantities of cloth, deerskin, sugar and other goods. There were as many as 20 pieces of deerskin alone. Every year, the Dutch East India Company dumped these goods from Taiwan to Japan. It can be regarded as returning to the original owner, and there are also special products of the Japanese country, such as mercury, Japanese swords, Japanese fans, Ukiyo-e screens, and locally produced rice. The rice alone has more than [-] stones.

In addition, the cargo on the two ships is very special, all of them are people.

The rich merchants and their associates in Nagasaki City were also pulled back by Mao Jue. The total population was almost 1. It was a bit similar to the treatment of the black slave trade. Cargo stuffed like that under the darkened hold.

The reason for bringing these people, as always, is that Mao Jue’s territory lacks labor force, and more people are incorporated into the corps, which means that fewer people go to farm, and a large number of people need to be replenished. During World War II, Japan abducted Chinese coolies to go to sea. I don’t know how many bones have been piled up on the other side of the ocean. Mao Jue is also treating him in his own way, although the time period is a little earlier.

But what Mao Jue didn't know was that the value of the two boats of people he took away even exceeded the gold and silver utensils he brought back. Of course, this is a later story. In the dark cabin, counting the waves getting farther and farther away from the Wa country, I don't know what kind of treatment will be in the future.

Fortunately, Lee's North Korea is very close to the Wa country. It takes a few days away. If it really crosses the Pacific Ocean like a black slave trading ship, these fat guys with big ears will probably die.

It was not until the fifth day after Mao Jue left, the seventh day of May, that the reinforcements organized by the shogunate arrived at Nagasaki City. At this time, all that was left for them was the scorched black city that had lost more than half of it, the rotting bones, and the empty space. In the treasury, crows circling in the sky made ugly crows, and a samurai sword was ruthlessly inserted into the sand under the banner with the clover pattern.

"Korean people! Ming people!"

His teeth were almost crushed in anger, and the two black pointed horns on his head were pointing at the sunny sky. The Japanese general in black footwear was so angry that he ran straight into the sea, caught up with Mao Jue, and cut him down. But behind him, the An old man in his fifties who was also wrapped in a Nanman carcass looked at the deep sea with extremely worried eyes.

"It's not the time!"

Chapter 154. Luring the wolf into the house

The history of the Three Kingdoms of Haidong has been changed. I don’t know anything else. I learned that Li Shanhai attacked Tsushima Island and washed Nagasaki City. Li Chao was almost blown up. He hasn’t come back yet. Every morning, hundreds of Confucian scholars knelt at Wang Jiukou, holding up banners and yelling that Li Shanhai, a traitor who caused trouble, should be executed on the spot.

But this world is too real.

On May [-]th, Li Shanhai's Japanese army returned to Wangjing, and an unprecedented grand welcome ceremony was launched.

"General Li is unrivaled in martial arts!"

"Hero of my clan! Nemesis of Japanese ghosts!"

Petals fell like snowflakes from both sides of the city entering the city. On both sides of the road, the common people shouted excitedly around the army, and there was a noble girl in Huaichun, hiding on the attic, with a pair of big watery eyes He also looked down, especially when a group of Japanese warrior captives were escorted over, the atmosphere reached its highest point, and countless stones and vegetable leaves smashed on these unlucky ghosts who didn't know whether it was the Kuroda family or the Nabeshima family.

The shadow of the last Wanli Korean War has not completely dissipated from people's eyes. Last year, there was a serious Japanese invasion in Jeolla Province. In the hearts of Koreans, no matter who can beat Little Japan, he is a hero.

Riding on an extraordinarily tall Liao horse, wearing a high-crown gauze hat, and a red official uniform of Crane Buzi, especially with a big black beard combed neatly, with one hand controlling the horse and the other stroking his beard, Li Shanhai is simply He is an idol among scholars and a sage among Confucian scholars, but this old guy's eyes are full of gloom and disdain amidst the cheers, and there is also a trace of worry in it.