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Chapter 639 0636 [You scholars are still insidious]

"Huchihuchi..."

Heavy breathing sounds rose and fell in the darkness.

Fujiwara no Tadamichi looked terrified. He ran as fast as he could under the protection of two retainers, looking back from time to time.

Without the torch, it was pitch black behind him. The faint shouting and screaming added a sense of unknown fear to him, making him dare not slow down.

I originally thought it was a sure-fire massacre, but the ending was so absurd.

It’s so terrifying that Chinese soldiers can actually control thunder!
The coalition of nearly four thousand warriors collapsed in an instant.

Even his most powerful cavalry were scattered in the thunder-like explosion. Many cavalrymen did not die under the swords and guns of the Chinese soldiers, but were trampled to death by their horses.

The scattered warriors were like ants in a bursting nest. He saw with his own eyes that the leader of his warriors fell to the ground in the chaos, and before he could get up, he was trampled by countless big feet.

What made him even more panic was that he only had 200 soldiers at the moment. If the Chinese army came across the sea, how would they resist?

……

"Kill!"

On the battlefield near the woods, two hundred navy soldiers were already killing each other like crazy.

The Japanese samurai were completely frightened and dared not resist at all. They could only flee in panic. Under such circumstances, it was a good opportunity to seize military merit. Therefore, the navy soldiers all had red eyes, as if they were injected with chicken blood, and spontaneously formed teams to chase and kill.

However, after the paper armor was soaked in water, it became more than twenty kilograms heavier, just like wearing iron armor. It was impossible for them to outrun the Japanese warriors who were wearing rattan armor and bamboo armor.

To show his loyalty, Tachibana Takeyasu also joined the hunt.

Moreover, compared to the ferocity of the Qi army's navy, Tachibana Takeyasu was no less fierce and was even more ruthless when killing his own people. His sword flashed cold rays under the moonlight.

"Don't chase the poor bandits!"

Just then, Sun Zhi shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, the naval soldiers were reluctant but still subconsciously followed the order.

Soon, the two hundred naval soldiers regrouped.

Sun Zhi gave the order: "Light the bonfire and count the casualties and spoils."

"Order!"

The guard responded.

Soon, a bonfire was lit, and the blazing flames dispelled the darkness.

Looking around, he frowned and asked, "Where is that Japanese guy?"

The captain who reported the incident shook his head and said, "I don't know. Maybe he took advantage of the chaos and escaped."

Upon hearing this, a guard curled his lips and said, "The Japanese are really unreliable."

As they were talking, Ju Zhukang limped out of the woods, holding a few human heads in his hands.

Walking to Sun Zhi with difficulty, Ju Zhukang bowed and said respectfully, "General, I was not successful in the battle and only killed three people. Please forgive me!"

Hearing the helmsman's translation, Sun Zhi glanced at the three people and chuckled: "Well done, go and heal your wounds."

"Thank you, General!"

Ju Zhukang was delighted, knowing that he had won the recognition of the other party after fighting desperately.

These three heads of Japanese warriors are his token of joining the gang.

The previous attack on Fujiwara no Jin could be said to be a personal grudge, but now that Fujiwara no Tadamichi led his troops to encircle and suppress the Chinese navy, it was a falling out and the two countries went to war.

In this situation, if Tachibana Takeyasu killed the Japanese samurai, it would be considered treason in the eyes of the Japanese people, and anyone could kill him with no possibility of turning back.

In this battle, the Qi navy suffered only a dozen casualties, and most of them were lightly injured, except for two unlucky guys.

Therefore, it was soon Ju Zhukang's turn.

He was not seriously injured, just a cut on his left leg. After all, the Japanese warriors were frightened by firearms and had no intention of fighting.

Thinking back to the firearms, Tachibana Takeyasu couldn't help but shudder.

The moment the firearm exploded, he felt his legs go weak and he almost knelt down and begged for mercy like those warriors.

The power and momentum of firearms were completely beyond his understanding.

Ju Zhukang had never thought that there was such a terrifying weapon.

At this moment, his awe of China had reached its peak, and he had no other thoughts. On the other side, Sun Zhi was listening to the report of the military clerk: "Report to the brigade commander, our army has two seriously injured, thirteen slightly injured, killed more than 700 enemies, captured 630 people, seized 36 war horses, and more than a thousand swords and rattan armor."

Of the 500 enemies killed, one third were trampled to death during the rout, but as long as they died on the battlefield, they were counted as enemies killed.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Sun Zhi nodded with satisfaction. He was quite satisfied with the casualties and spoils.

The clerk asked, "Brigade Commander, what should we do with those Japanese prisoners?"

"Kill them and build a Jingguan!"

Sun Zhi waved his hand.

He was not a reckless man who knew nothing. He had made a lot of preparations before coming.

The samurai of Japan are different from those of the Central Plains. Although they are samurai, they are actually members of the four powerful clans. They are just more distantly related to their main family, but they are still a family after all.

Therefore, these warriors are deeply bound to the powerful clans, and they prosper and suffer together.

It is difficult to recruit these warriors for one's own use, so it is better to kill them all and be done with it once and for all.

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"Wait a minute."

Mr. Yin spoke out to stop him.

Sun Zhi turned around when he heard the voice and asked in confusion, "What suggestions do you have for joining the army?"

Mr. Yin replied: "I will use these Japanese prisoners of war."

"What are you waiting for?"

Sun Zhi raised his eyebrows, a look of curiosity on his face.

"Of course it won't work if you force it, but if you just say it differently, you'll have a 70% chance of success."

Mr. Yin smiled confidently and explained: "Kill a group of die-hards, and then tell the remaining Japanese prisoners of war that we are here to help King Toba clean up the court and punish the treacherous. After the task is completed, everyone will be rewarded handsomely and given official titles and nobility."

Although it is just a change of wording, the effect is completely different.

From invasion, it turned into assisting the Japanese emperor.

First of all, we must stand on the highest moral point. Don’t worry about whether the Japanese nobles believe it or not. It is enough as long as the common people and samurai believe it.

In this way, the hostility and resistance of the Japanese people would be reduced to a minimum, and the captured warriors would also have a way out.

He was helping the emperor and was on the side of justice, not betraying his country.

This tactic has been tried and tested in Chinese history.

The most typical example is the late Ming Dynasty.

When the Jiannu entered the Pass, they were under the banner of revenge for Chongzhen.

When Huang Taiji crossed Shanhaiguan, the slogan he shouted was "eliminate the harm for the Ming Dynasty"!
Note that it is Ming, not Min.

Because of this, Qian Qianyi and others had a way out and could say with a clear conscience, "The water is too cold." Wu Sangui and his 50,000 elite Ming troops could serve the Jiannu with a clear conscience, fighting bravely and conquering cities and territories.

All I can say is that, after all, they are mature Jurchens, and they know more than those barbarians of raw Jurchens.

"Tsk!"

Sun Zhi curled his lips and sighed, "When it comes to being insidious, you scholars are the best."

"What a filthy thing to say!"

Mr. Yin glared at him, too lazy to talk to him, and turned to look for Ju Zhukang.

At this moment, Tachibana Takeyasu had just bandaged the wound on his leg and was wiping his sword with a rag.

His fingers stroked the tiny cuts on the blade, a look of heartache on his face.

In Japan, the tachi is extremely precious, so every samurai attaches great importance to it.

The high quality of Japanese swords does not mean that Japan's iron smelting and forging technology is so advanced. On the contrary, compared with the Central Plains, it is not advanced, but rather very backward and primitive.

The katana is a typical example of panning for gold in shit. Among a thousand swords, there is always a good one, and the remaining defective ones will be recycled.

A craftsman who can make more than ten swords in his lifetime will be considered a master known far and wide.

The advantage is that it strives for excellence, but the disadvantage is that it cannot be mass-produced. Once a war crisis occurs, it is impossible to quickly arm the people.

(End of this chapter)