Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

On Boli Island, more than 1,600 miles away from Songhu Prefecture, the Japanese pirates who occupied the island were reorganizing their ships and preparing to go to the coast of Wei to burn, kill and loot.

Nearly two hundred young and middle-aged men in ragged clothes and thin bodies were taken to an extremely simple thatched hut settlement by a group of Japanese pirates.

"I'll give you a moment to go over and say goodbye to your families!"

At this time, in the hut community, many women who were also dressed in tattered clothes and had numb expressions were driven out of their houses.

They were all people of the Great Wei who were captured by the Japanese pirates.

Since arriving on this island, men and women have been separated.

The men worked as coolies, fishing in the sea, harvesting sugarcane to make sugar, and cultivating the fields on the island. Every day was heavy physical work, but they didn't have much good food to eat, and their lives were very difficult.

The situation of women was no different. They were slaves who wove cloth and cooked during the day, and at night they were raped and taken for fun by those beastly Japanese pirates.

That is to say, they were allowed to reunite with their families for the first time because they were going to go out to sea today.

"Zhong Siniang! Zhong Siniang! Where are you!"

Seeing the group of women coming out, many men in the crowd shouted at the top of their lungs.

Zhong Saburo is one of them.

Since being captured and brought to this island by this group of Japanese pirates last year, Zhong Sanlang has not seen his sister who was also captured here for almost half a year.

He had heard about how the women on the island lived.

It was said that many women committed suicide because they could not bear the torture, and he was not sure whether his sister was still alive.

When the Japanese pirates entered the village last year, his parents and brothers were killed by them. Now he and his sister Si Niang are the only ones left to depend on each other.

No matter what, he wanted his sister to be alive.

A girl covered in wounds and looking miserable was also searching among the crowd.

Hearing Zhong Sanlang's voice, the girl's numb expression was finally tinged with excitement, and she hurriedly stumbled towards the fence where Zhong Sanlang was.

"Third brother! Third brother! I'm here!"

Looking at the girl in front of him with disheveled hair, skinny body and covered with bruises, Zhong Sanlang's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Sister, are you...are you okay?"

The concern from her long-lost relatives made Zhong Si Niang burst into tears.

Not everyone has the courage to commit suicide.

Zhong Si Niang suffered torture every day but still managed to survive. The only thing on her mind was her brother who was captured with her.

"Third brother, I'm fine. I'm fine! How about you? Are you doing well?"

She couldn't use this rare family reunion time to complain.

Complaining is of no use except making my third brother worried and sad.

Zhong Sanlang also only reported good news and not bad news:

"Sister, I'm fine too, don't worry."

The two looked at each other's skinny faces and listened to each other's comforting words, and their tears flowed more violently.

After a while, Zhong Sanlang calmed down, held his sister's hand tightly, and earnestly urged,

"Sister, I'm going to the mainland with them this time. Maybe when I come back, I'll have been promoted to a warrior, and then I'll be able to pick you up!"

The leader of the Japanese pirates promised that as long as they showed bravery during this robbery trip to the mainland, they would be promoted to samurai upon return, and they would be able to protect their families.

"You must take good care of yourself and wait for your brother to come back!"

Zhong Si Niang shook her head vigorously and said anxiously:

"Brother, don't believe their lies. They just want you to block the knife! Few of those who rush to the front can come back. Don't think about whether you have made any merit or not. Protecting yourself is the most important thing!"

As she was talking, a fat, dark-skinned man came over, pulled Zhong Si Niang over, and slapped her hard in the face:

"What nonsense are you talking about, bitch! If you continue to disrupt the morale of the army here, I will kill you!"

After slapping him once, he raised his hand to hit him again.

Seeing this, Zhong Sanlang knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy:

"Brother! Brother! Please be merciful. My little sister was ignorant and said something rash. I won't do it again next time. Please don't hit her! I will behave well!"

The man in charge then pushed Zhong Si Niang to the ground:

"Humph, I'll spare you because you're a sensible brother!"

Only then did Zhong Si Niang escape the disaster.

"Fourth Lady, I will definitely become a warrior and make great achievements. Just wait for me!"

Zhong Sanlang said with determination.

His only wish now is to save his sister from the fire and stop her from being beaten and humiliated.

Zhong Si Niang looked at her brother, not daring to say anything more, but her heart was filled with despair.

Swords have no eyes, and those who were driven to the front to block swords and arrows, how many could come back? The so-called meritorious service as a samurai to protect their families was nothing but a lie told by those damned Japanese pirates.

After this meeting, they didn’t even know if they would see each other again.

If anything happened to her brother, she would be left alone.

She didn't dare to think about how she would live then.

Cases like the Zhong brothers and sisters are not the worst.

The most miserable are those who came here with high hopes but failed to find their family members.

Their family members might have been captured and tortured to death, or they might have been killed when the Japanese pirates raided the village last year.

I have no idea whether it is a separation of life or death, I just know that the person was not found.

But the Japanese pirates would not sympathize with their feelings. They asked them to come and see their relatives so that they would fight harder when they charged into battle, and they didn't care whether they found anyone or not.

When the time came, they started to drive them away with whips:

"Okay! It's time! Everyone aboard!"

Anyone who walked slower would be whipped.

Those who want to resist will be stabbed in the back with a knife.

The scene was crying.

Before long, the young and middle-aged men were forcefully driven into the lower level of the cabin.

The next day after they boarded the ship, someone came and forced them to shave their heads and smear varnish on their heads to pretend to be Japanese pirates.

Looking at each other's hairstyles which were exactly the same as those of the Japanese pirates, many people couldn't help but burst into tears in despair.

Not everyone is willing to risk his life for his sister like Zhong Sanlang.

They just want to live.

Even if I am worse than pigs and dogs, I still want to live.

But now, what is the difference between them and the Japanese pirates? When the government troops see them, they will fight to the death to kill them. Where is their way to survive?

Different from the sadness and despair on the lower level, in the upper cabins, the Japanese pirates were drinking and eating meat, and were very happy.

The leader of this fleet, Lin Zhaiyi, was drinking and discussing the landing with several of his capable subordinates.

Although the various Japanese pirates acted independently, they had a tacit understanding on the issue of landing on the coast of Wei.

Before each operation, the leaders of all parties would gather together on the high seas and draw lots to decide where each force would land, so as to avoid everyone going to the same place, which would not only affect the harvest but also damage the harmony.

According to the rules, the leaders would usually inform their subordinates of the landing place only after they got on board.

Upon learning that their team was actually going to land at Songhu, several small leaders were horrified.

"Chief! Zheng Yuannai, who wiped out Brother Xiang last year, is now the commander of Songhu. Is it too risky for us to land in Songhu?"

"Yes, Chief, have we been tricked?"

Lin Zhai snorted disdainfully upon hearing this:

"Am I a fool who suffers in silence?"

"Don't worry, I have already negotiated with them. If we can dampen Zheng Yuannai's arrogance this time, Brother Xiang's Fox Ear Island will be ours."

Last year, more than half of Xiang Erge's forces were destroyed in the Wei Dynasty, and their strength was greatly reduced. Major Japanese pirate forces such as Lin Zhaiyi's Glass Island were all eyeing this piece of fat meat.

But precisely because everyone wants it, no one is willing to submit to anyone else.

No one wants to fight with each other and lose their vitality, allowing others to take advantage and leaving the issue unresolved.

Hearing this, the expressions of Lin Zhaiyi's men immediately relaxed.

Only a conservative leader, Lu Laojiu, could not help but question:

"They actually agreed to such a thing?"

Lin Zhai said calmly:

"Why not? Last year, my second brother was killed by Zheng Yuannai, and the Emperor of Wei regarded him as a peerless military talent and cultivated him extensively. If we don't dampen his spirit as soon as possible and let him grow into a so-called famous general against the Japanese, who will have a good life in the future?"

"We in Glass Island took a big risk, so we have to take the lion's share!"

Lu Laojiu still felt uncertain:

"Chief, Zheng Yuan was able to wipe out Brother Xiang and his men, and he has already started training new troops. I'm afraid he is very capable. We have never dealt with him before, so why don't we not take the risk?"

When Lin Zhai heard this, he laughed and patted Lu Laojiu on the shoulder:

"Old Nine, you are just too timid! The Songhu coastline is more than 400 miles long. Even if Zheng Yuan is a god, he can't predict where we will land, let alone a head-on encounter."

"Besides, since your boss has decided to land in Songhu, he must have sent people to find out where his troops will be stationed."

Hearing this, Lu Laojiu's worry turned into joy:

"The leader is indeed very powerful! He even found out the troop deployment routes without anyone noticing!"

Lin Zhaiyi's expression was filled with coldness and murderous intent:

"Money can make you a god. The several thousand households under him are all greedy ghosts."

It cost a lot to bribe those thousand households this time, and he must earn double the money back from the common people and wealthy businessmen near Songhu.

So what if Zheng Yuannai was guarding Songhu? He could still act as if he was in an empty place.

He, Lin Zhaiyi, will use this rising talented general to gain fame.