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"King Su, this is the list that has been sent over. Please check it."

Several foreigners are handing over the work to Su Yuan.

These people are members of the Cross Pirates. They not only engage in robbery and plunder at sea, but also sell arms.

Fusang is currently the Cross Pirates' largest customer in Asia, so they value their relationship very much.

"Alright, alright, we're old friends, so there's still some trust between us."

Su Yuan casually flipped through the list, and his face immediately lit up with joy. The amount of things delivered this time far exceeded the previous agreement.

"King Su, the head of the delegation has made special arrangements to ensure that your needs are met. Therefore, some of the supplies from other people have been diverted, so there will be more goods this time."

"Haha, that's really something."

Upon hearing this, Su Yuan was overjoyed and repeatedly praised the deliveryman, inviting him into his palace for a banquet.

The Royal Palace of Fusang.

After a few rounds of drinks, the Crusaders began to talk animatedly.

"King Su, the cannons we sent this time are all the latest models, and both their firing range and power are much improved compared to the previous ones."

"Oh, really? That's wonderful. While your artillery was incredibly powerful before, it was indeed somewhat inferior to Zhou Wu's."

On the surface, the two sides treated each other with respect, but in reality, they were pulling each other along.

"Your Majesty, rest assured. Our artillery is now on par with Zhou Wu's. The regimental commander also said that Your Majesty need not pay for this upgrade. Consider it a gift from my regimental commander to Your Majesty. Congratulations on Your Majesty's ascension to the throne."

"Haha, that's great, please thank the commander for me."

"Your Majesty, however, the price will increase by 50% from now on."

"What! Fifty percent?"

Su Yuan knew that the other party would be so kind. He had dealt with the other party many times before, and they really only cared about money.

However, Su Yuan had no choice. Apart from Zhou Wu, the Cross Pirates were the only place in the world where he could buy weapons and warships. Although these things were still far inferior to those of Zhou Wu, Su Yuan always thought that he could make up for the lack of quality by increasing the quantity.

The 50% price cut is clearly extortion. They claim it improves performance, but who knows if it actually does?

Moreover, their prices were already much higher than Zhou Wu's, and now they're raising them even more, clearly showing they know they can only buy from him.

"50% off is a bit pricey, I wonder if we could offer a slight discount?"

Although he was burning with anger, Su Yuan still forced a smile on his face. As a hero of Gaoli and the man who conquered Fusang, he was not worthy of such humiliation.

"King Su, this price is already a great concession from our leader, considering our long-term cooperative relationship."

The members of the Cross Pirates seemed dissatisfied with Su Yuan's bargaining, their faces showing displeasure. Dong Hu, standing to the side, wished he could draw his sword and kill this arrogant and presumptuous man, but he knew he couldn't. At this moment, Su Yuan had restrained himself; he couldn't ruin the general's plan.

"Okay, as long as the goods can be guaranteed, it's 50%."

Seeing that there seemed to be no room for negotiation on the price, Su Yuan did not press the matter further.

Only after the Cross Pirates had finished their meal and left did Su Yuan finally vent his anger, overturning the table to the ground.

A table full of valuable porcelain pieces was shattered on the floor.

"Too deceiving."

"Lord!"

"A mere pirate crew, yet they are so arrogant."

Su Yuan remained the same proud and arrogant man, and as he ascended to the pinnacle of power in Japan, his desires swelled even further.

At first, he kept purchasing military equipment just to guard against the Great Dragon. But as time went on, he tasted the benefits of power and was no longer satisfied with this small Japan. He wanted more land and more people. Only these things could satisfy his ever-expanding desires.

"General, what should we do?"

Although Su Yuan had unified Fusang and proclaimed himself the ruler of Fusang, Dong Hu still addressed him as General.

"Sigh, increase taxation and intensify silver mining."

Su Yuan paused for a moment, then simply waved his hand, shifting the money meant for purchasing weapons onto the common people.

Although Donghu was reluctant, he was powerless to change the situation.

. . . . . . .

"Heavens above, can't you give us a way to live?"

A young Japanese man was kneeling before his mother, who had long since starved to death, angrily denouncing the injustice of God.

The other villagers just watched this scene numbly; it happened almost every day, so everyone had long since become desensitized.

There are hardly any people left in the entire village. Those who could run away have already run away, and those who can't run away are just waiting to die.

The barren land produces very little grain, and almost all of it is requisitioned by officials under various pretexts.

The people of Fusang already lived a miserable life, with all their meager income being seized by the powerful nobles.

This problem was not solved after Su Yuan came to power. On the contrary, the large-scale purchase of military equipment made the people's taxes even heavier. Now most people have abandoned their original farmland and chosen to hide in the deep mountains and forests.

Those who chose to stay were mostly starving, and many died of starvation.

Some officials had raised this issue with Su Yuan, but Su Yuan didn't take it to heart at all. He wasn't a Japanese, and he didn't care whether the Japanese people were suffering or not.

Moreover, his current goal is to purchase more weapons and then return to Goli to restore the country to its former glory.

. . . . . . . .

Su Yuan ordered increased taxes, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back for Fusang. People from all walks of life began to rebel, killing the officials who collected taxes, seizing the homes of local landlords and tycoons, distributing grain, plundering property, and then using the stolen weapons to hide in the mountains and hold their ground.

"Your Majesty, rebellions are breaking out all over the country. I request that Your Majesty send troops to suppress them."

The people's rebellion was a slap in the face to the authorities. It should be noted that there had been no such people's rebellion in Japan for nearly a hundred years.

Even though Kenjiro and Su Yuan fought so fiercely back then, no rebellion occurred. It's only because Su Yuan has been driven to the brink of death this time.

The ministers were so anxious that sweat poured down their foreheads, but Su Yuan remained calm.

"allow."

A single word determined the fate of these people.

Armed with farm tools and cold weapons plundered from landlords and local tyrants, they were no match for a regular army equipped with muskets and cannons.

Upon receiving orders, the troops stationed in various locations began rushing towards the gathering points of the rebellious civilians.