Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 233 Conspiracy
"Yes!" Shoujun Dashi shook his head with a wry smile: "But what can be done? He is now in control of the court, and he has a righteous name in his hands. After the death of the prince, there will be no one in the royal family to compete with him. , we can only bow our heads and obey orders!"

"That's true!" Monobe Renxiong's face was gloomy. In the Yamato Kingdom at that time, although it was not uncommon for major powerful families to launch coups to attack and kill the royal family and even the emperor himself, no matter which coup was successful, they would not usurp the throne themselves. Another member of the Emperor's family (usually related to the family by blood marriage) is crowned king.

The reason for this is that, unlike the ancient Chinese state, which was very politically mature, the Yamato state at that time was still a theocracy, and the worship of the Amaterasu god system was the ruling foundation of the Yamato state.Although the upper class of the ruling class did not believe in those myths, they did not dare to completely ignore them. After all, once the country disintegrated, they would have to face the resistance of the internal people and the invasion of external barbarians, and they could only die.

"By the way!" Monobe Renxiong slapped his thigh suddenly: "You just came from Asuka, so you must be very clear about the situation in the country. A prince was killed. Has his sister, Princess Saitama, been implicated?"

"Prince Qitama? How is that possible!" Shoujun Dashi laughed and said, "She is the best candidate for the maiden of this generation of Amaterasu Shrine. Who dares to touch her? On the day the prince was killed, Princess Qitama was killed by Amaterasu." The people of Jingu have protected her, unless Katsuragi goes crazy, they will never do anything to her!"

"That's good!" Monobe Renxiong showed a mysterious smile: "Didn't you just say that no one in the royal family can compete with Katsuragi, so what about Princess Saitama?"

"Prince Saitama? She's a girl!"

"What about women? The emperor is a god, so there is no difference between men and women? Besides, the one who just passed away was also a woman, and she became a woman twice!"

"That's true!" Shoujun Dashi nodded. According to the theory of Japanese mythology, the emperor is a god. Although gods appear in various forms, such as men and women, beasts, birds, etc., their essence is gods, and there is no distinction between men and women. do not.

So as long as one becomes the emperor, one is no longer a mortal, and naturally there is no difference between men and women.So in theory, as long as it is the blood of the emperor's family, both men and women have the right to ascend the throne, and Princess Saitama is no exception.

"Prince Yuma is the brother of Empress Saitama, if there is a chance to take revenge on Katsuragi, she will definitely not let it go!" Monobe Renxiong analyzed enthusiastically: "Naturally, Amaterasu Shrine is on her side. And she is deeply loved by the common people, at least Suwo and Banzao will not object, as long as we can kill Katsuragi, Princess Saitama can help us solve the remaining problems!"

"Hey!" Shoujun Dashi patted Monobe Renxiong on the forehead: "You think too far, don't you? We are now fighting the Tang people in Baekje, and the outcome is uncertain. Katsuragi is in Chikushi, thousands of miles away. ! How to kill?"

"Can we ask the wizards in the family to practice the curse first!"

"That's a way!" Shoujun Dashi nodded: "However, he must also be protected by onmyojis, wizards, and eminent monks with strong spells. The curse may not be effective. If it is discovered, it will be a catastrophe!"

"That's true, then I have another way!"

"Is there another way? What way?"

"Surrender to the Tang people, and then use the power of the Tang people to kill Katsuragi!"

"Shut up!" Shoujun Dashi pulled Monobu Lianxiong to the side, and after confirming that there was no one on the left and right, he lowered his voice and said, "Are you crazy? The Tang people are our mortal enemies. Both sides are killing you to the death. Why are you thinking about it?" surrender?"

"Hmph!" Monobe Lianxiong sneered: "So what if we are killed? If we lose the water battle, how many people will be able to return to Chikushi alive? At that time, Katsuragi will continue to send troops and generals to fight with the Tang people." Continue the fight, or try to negotiate a peace with the Tang people?"

Shoujun Oishi was suddenly dumbfounded. There were more than [-] Japanese troops sent to Baekje, which could be regarded as an overwhelming force for the Yamato country at that time.At that time, the Yamato country had not yet completed the famous "Daika Reform" of later generations, and had not formed a law-based country with the Bantian system as its economic basis, and naturally there was no standing army affiliated to the country.

The army it sent to Baekje was temporarily compiled and trained by the tribal troops of many wealthy families. Once it was lost, it would not be easy to rebuild a new army.Even if the new army can be rebuilt, the lost ships cannot be built and replenished in a short period of time, and the confidant of the Yamato Kingdom is around the Nara Basin today, which is only a day or two away from Osaka today. There are no city walls, and the fleet of the Tang army can go straight to the heart. The eldest brother and the prince can only choose between the subjugation of the country and the alliance under the city.

"Yes, but the combined number of your two families is only 4000 people, so you can't be the master. Don't you know what other people think?" Shoujun Dashi said in a low voice.

"What's so difficult about this!" Monobe Lianxiong said with a smile: "You and I will first send envoys to contact the Tang people to express our intentions. When the battle starts, we will put our own warships in the rear and let others attack first. They have suffered from the Tang people, and we will persuade them later. , naturally get twice the result with half the effort!"

"That's right!" Shoujun Dashi's eyes lit up. In fact, he had already been persuaded by the Monobe Renxiong just now. It's just that the two families don't have many troops, so naturally they don't have much say.But according to what Lianxiong of the Ministry of Materials said, as long as they secretly send people to contact the Tang people and hide their own warships behind, there is no risk.And if the former army wins the Tang army, they will follow up. If the former army loses, they and the Monobe clan will be intact, and it is safe to fight back or encourage others to surrender.

"Your strategy is very good, but the matter of contacting the people of Tang needs to be kept secret. If it is leaked out, there will be a catastrophe of genocide!"

"Don't worry about this, I will naturally send my confidants to go!" Monobe Lianxiong said with a smile: "It's just that if you want to win the trust of the Tang people, you need to have proof, otherwise why should the Tang people trust you and me?"

Shoujun Dashi saw that Wubu Lianxiong looked at him with piercing eyes, obviously he had already made up his mind, he gritted his teeth, and said: "Forget it, get a pen and paper, and I will write the oath!"

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Under the city of Zhouliu, the Tang army camp.

In Dinghui's eyes, Wang Wenzuo seemed to be integrated with the steel armor on his body, with steel hands, steel arms, steel legs, steel torso, and steel heart.

For hundreds of years, with the continuous flow of immigrants from the mainland to the Japanese archipelago, the Japanese have gradually mastered the technology of smelting iron and making iron tools. Japanese craftsmen have been able to make iron sickles, iron axes, iron plows, iron spears, iron Iron tools and weapons such as swords and iron arrowheads, but the skills of Japanese craftsmen are far from comparable to their counterparts in the mainland, especially armor. Dinghui has always been curious about how Tang craftsmen made such a hard and heavy metal like iron The leather is twisted randomly like silk, completely wrapping the user's body without leaving a single gap.

(End of this chapter)