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"Brother Jiro, I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

Kenshiro thought that after paying such a high price, the reinforcements would definitely be secured, but things turned out to be a mixed bag.

"Um... let's hear the bad news first."

It seems that most people are similar; when faced with a choice, they prefer to save the good news for last.

"The bad news is that the imperial court, citing your current internal strife, will not allow me to send troops to land and provide support."

Kenshiro felt like the sky had fallen. Tairyu's rejection had extinguished his last hope, and he was now doomed.

"It's over~"

In an instant, it felt as if my soul had been ripped away, and I almost collapsed to the ground.

"Brother Jiro, I'm sorry, but I can't change the Imperial Court's decision, but..."

But... Kenshiro seemed to have grasped at a straw.

"but what?"

“However, although the court said it could not support you in a landing operation, how could I just stand by and watch you bully others without helping you? I thought about it and realized that since the court had said it could not land, I could lead a fleet to launch a surprise attack on the enemy's coastal cities to make them think twice, which would also relieve the pressure on you.”

"Good, good, that's great, thank you very much, Lord Zhou Wu."

Kenshiro's mood was like being on a roller coaster. Although he couldn't provide direct support, harassing the coast was not bad either.

The land area of ​​Fusang is long and narrow, and almost all of its cities are located along the coast.

"You're welcome, Jiro. We're friends. How could I stand by and do nothing if you're in trouble?"

"When can we set off?"

"I notified the navy to prepare before I came. Let's set off now."

"it is good."

Kenjiro's heart had already flown back home, and several days had passed since then, with the situation at home already in full swing.

. . . . . . .

When Kenshiro arrived, he only had one Bull Demon King transport ship, but when he returned, he was followed by more than twenty Bull Demon King warships.

When they were almost at Fusang, Zhou Wu and Kenjiro parted ways.

The two planned that Zhou Wu would lead the fleet to attack the enemy forces, and then Kenjiro would find an opportunity to counterattack.

"Sir, where are we going?"

Since a naval battle was to be fought, Zhou Wu naturally wanted to bring Lady Lin along.

Zhou Wu didn't have to come, but because it was Fusang, he decided to come in person to see the country and people he hated the most.

"What I mean is, let's start from here, circle around Japan, and then bombard and plunder every place we pass through. What do you say?"

"Row."

Madam Lin naturally had no objections; she herself was a pirate and had seen even more ruthless people.

"Okay, let's go to Big Ben City first."

"Yes."

According to the markings on the map, Daban City is the capital of one of the powerful noble factions in this coalition.

Zhou Wu not only wanted to bombard Fusang, turning it into a living hell, but also to plunder their wealth, so that the national and personal grudges of future generations could be avenged in this era.

It takes about half a day by sea to reach Taiban City from Kenshiro's territory.

"This is their main city?"

Zhou Wu looked at Daban City through his binoculars. Its level of development was at most the size of a medium-sized county town like Dalong.

Apart from one somewhat decent building in the center of the city, which must be where the nobles lived, the rest was a slum.

"My lord, we have arrived at the city of Daban."

"Bombard Taipan City directly."

"Yes."

Zhou Wu had no goodwill towards Japan, and the current shelling was nothing more than interest on old grievances.

. . . . .

Inside the city of Daban, the people are busy making a living.

In the center of the city is the city lord's mansion, where the city's masters, the great nobles, reside.

Inside the city lord's mansion, the young lady was kneeling there, drinking tea and admiring the scenery outside the courtyard.

The young master then learned martial arts from several warriors, hoping to inherit his father's noble position in the future.

Meanwhile, the city's lord, a high-ranking nobleman, was discussing the next course of action with his advisors.

"Of course I know that we can't stand out too much, otherwise we'll suffer huge losses when we deal with the fisherman's son, and they'll probably come after us."

"Yes, Da Long has an old saying, 'We'll just go through the motions, but when it comes to the real fight, we'll let others go first.'"

"Dosesler, good idea."

"Bang bang bang~~~"

Suddenly, the sky cleared, and thunder roared.

"Is it going to rain?"

Looking outside, the sky was clear and cloudless, but everyone heard more than a dozen claps of thunder.

Within a few breaths, the nobleman standing on the high building of the city lord's mansion saw explosions coming from all over the city, followed by thunder.

Only then did the nobles notice that more than twenty large ships had somehow become anchored on the distant sea. The thunder was coming from those ships, and each time the thunder was followed by an explosion in their city.

The nobleman, who had fought wars his whole life, immediately guessed that this must be a new type of weapon.

The city was in complete chaos, with people running around frantically, searching for places to hide.

The soldiers couldn't even see a shadow of the enemy, and could only follow along aimlessly, completely bewildered.

The city, which already looked like a slum, is now even more like a massacre.

After several rounds of shelling, the city of Daban had almost no resistance left.

"Remember, your mission this time is to seize the wealth of Daban City. Don't fight the enemy to the death. Of course, when we have the advantage, we can ignore it. Let's go."

"Whoo~~~"

Zhou Wu had already formulated a general plan before he arrived.

In fact, Zhou Wu never submitted a memorial to the court to help Fusang. Otherwise, given Li Tiancheng's personality, he might have actually sent troops to support Fusang in order to show off his strength.

So all that talk about the imperial court not agreeing to provide support is utter nonsense; it was all made up by Zhou Wu.

Zhou Wu brought out more than twenty warships, not actually to kill Kenjiro's enemies, but simply to plunder their wealth. He was worried that he wouldn't have enough ships to carry them, since this trip was to cause trouble for the great nobles.

Japan is rich in silver, and if a mere Kenjiro can possess so much wealth, then those noble families who have been in power for over a century must have even more.

The landing soldiers did not carry muskets, but were equipped with melee weapons and repeating crossbows. Compared to muskets, melee weapons and repeating crossbows might be more effective in urban warfare.

Moreover, Zhou Wu did not want to expose the secret of the musket in Fusang. After all, Fusang's innate skill was theft. Although even if he were given a musket now, he might not be able to build it, Zhou Wu dared not gamble. There were simply too many uncertainties in the country of Fusang.