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In the end, the Tubo King and Donghu did not form an alliance, but Donghu exchanged one million taels of silver for 20,000 Tubo slave soldiers.

Furthermore, the Tubo King bluntly told Donghu that Su Yuan now possessed his own strength, and if Su Yuan could conquer Fusang, then the Tubo King would consider forming an alliance to deal with the Great Dragon.

Actually, this was already a very good ending. Su Yuan and Dong Hu never expected to be able to persuade the Tubo King on their first try. If it were really that easy to reach an agreement, it would only mean that the Tubo King was nothing special, which would make Su Yuan's side uneasy.

However, the current situation is relatively normal. Next, Donghu will bring his 20,000 hard-working soldiers to Japan.

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After Su Yuan fled from Dazi to Fusang, he originally thought that he could make a name for himself in Fusang with his subordinates. However, after arriving there, he found that Fusang was also in chaos, like a pot of porridge. Every piece of land and every city already had its own master.

As an outsider, Su Yuan had no chance of fitting in.

Left with no other choice, Su Yuan had to lead his men to join a mid-sized local power.

Initially, the other party did not trust Su Yuan and did not believe how powerful he was. However, with Su Yuan's help, this mid-sized force continued to expand outwards and achieved countless victories.

His territory expanded again and again, and as a result, Su Yuan's status and position within the power rose higher and higher.

As the saying goes, "merit so great that it threatens the master," Su Yuan's rising status within his lord's forces aroused jealousy and suspicion from others.

People kept reporting to the lord behind his back, especially since Su Yuan was involved with a foreign race. This made it even easier for those with ulterior motives to use it against him. As a result, the lord did indeed have his own ideas and prepared to suppress Su Yuan.

Su Yuan naturally received the news through his own channels, but by the time he realized what was happening, the elite troops he had brought with Gao Li had completely lost contact with him, and Su Yuan was now practically all alone.

With no other option, they had to send Donghu to Tubo to ask for help, carrying the silver he had dug out from his unauthorized mining operation.

When Donghu returned with 20,000 armed slaves, the hatred in Su Yuan's eyes was immediately released.

He intends to use these 20,000 native slaves as a starting point to conquer the entire Fusang.

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“These slaves are no match for a regular army, so our first step is to regain command of our own troops.”

During the time Donghu was away, Su Yuan had already learned that his enemy assault force had been transferred by the Grand Lord to another secret location.

In fact, the Great Lord also had his own selfish motives. These powerful soldiers were battle-hardened and even surpassed the elite troops of Fusang under his command.

His advisors had suggested that he kill these high-ranking soldiers, but the lord was reluctant to do so. So he arranged for someone to pretend to transfer them away. After dealing with Su Yuan, these high-ranking soldiers would have no leader and would naturally have to listen to him.

It has to be said that this plan was really well-thought-out, but the Great Lord still had to get past Su Yuan no matter what.

Led by Su Yuan, the 20,000 slave soldiers advanced with unstoppable momentum, directly reaching Gao Lijun's army, and then the two merged into one.

In the end, Su Yuan led his men and used swift and decisive methods to kill the Great Lord, seize all of his possessions, and the opponents were also killed in a massacre.

At this point, no one in the faction dared to disagree with Su Yuan. He had once again turned the tide against all odds, and the next step was to unify the entire Fusang.

"Sir, when shall we make our move?"

The first to lose his temper was the East Tiger, who clamored for gratitude for unifying Japan so that he could join forces with the Tubo and march back.

"Donghu, calm down. We need to plan this carefully. Unifying the manor is easy, but a slippery eel has infiltrated the area."

Having experienced a series of failures, Su Yuan has now become more composed.

"loach?"

"That Kenshiro in the south seems to have the support of Tairyu."

Su Yuan now has to be cautious about anything related to the dragon.

"What! How did you know, sir?"

Donghu's expression also brightened; Dalong, that was a blood feud.

"I overheard the Great Lord and the others talking about how the fisherman's son in the south suddenly became so powerful. I couldn't imagine who it could be except for the support of the Great Dragon."

"Then I'll send someone to inquire."

"Well, to ensure everything goes perfectly, send a few of your own people to the south to take a look."

"Yes."

Kenshiro is at the southernmost tip of Japan, while Su Yuan is at the northernmost tip. These two most ambitious people are located at opposite ends of the country, and it's uncertain who will ultimately prevail.

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Kenshiro had been advancing triumphantly, sweeping through Japan with almost no obstacles, but today he suffered a complete defeat.

"Firearms? The other side has firearms?"

The word "musket" evokes a sense of loneliness yet also familiarity.

Although Da Long tried his best to cover it up, there are no secrets that stay hidden forever. In addition, the entire army was equipped with it and had participated in several actual battles, so the musket was just a secret that was not made public.

"Yes, leader. The enemy has muskets, and our brothers have suffered heavy casualties."

"Damn it, could it be a dragon trying to eat both sides?"

Kenshiro, who was used to winning, was no longer willing to accept defeat. He suspected that Tairyu was behind it all. If that was the case, then he would have to be careful about his cooperation with Tairyu.

Kenjiro immediately stopped all his attacks and personally led the captured muskets straight to Zhou Wu's South China Sea.

When Zhou Wu saw Kenjiro appear in front of him with a musket, Zhou Wu was stunned.

"Lord Zhou, is this a musket?"

"Uh, yes."

"As far as I know, only Dalong has muskets. May I ask how this is, sir?"

Although Kenshiro spoke calmly, it was easy to tell that he was on the verge of anger.

Hearing the question, Zhou Wu became even more annoyed. He'd given them too many smiles over the years; it seemed they'd forgotten who they were. A mere Fusang lord, and they'd given him the time of day.

"I don't need to explain my actions to you."

The superior attitude he had inadvertently cultivated over the years was fully revealed at this moment.

Kenjiro then realized that he was just a minor lord of Fusang and had no right to question others, so he immediately apologized.

"Lord Zhou, I'm sorry, I was just anxious for a moment, please forgive me."

Kenjiro knelt down on the ground. To outsiders, this act of kneeling seemed to give Zhou Wu a lot of face, but in reality, Zhou Wu was even more shocked and terrified.

The Japanese will do anything to achieve their goals; propriety, morality, and a sense of shame are utter nonsense to them.

"It's alright. I believe anyone would react the same way in this situation. But I can tell you definitively that this musket was not made by Da Long. I have no reason to lie to you about that."