My father Yong Le Emperor, you let me keep a low profile

Chapter 75 Live on the left, die on the right, please make your choice.

The excruciating pain made Matsuura's body tremble uncontrollably. If he hadn't supported the ground with his hands and strong will, he might have passed out.

Matsuura understood that he could not faint, and once he passed out, there would be no chance of waking up again.

Even if he can wake up, Ming Jun will send him away very considerately.

Thinking about what happened today, Matsuura felt bitter in his heart.

It was obviously a beautiful planting day, why did it become like this.

In the morning, he was still a high-ranking fan master, but in the evening, he became a prisoner.

What made him even more depressed was.

He obviously had a chance to escape, but he himself sent it to the door again.

Thinking of his own stupidity, Matsuura wanted to slap himself hard.

Also, he couldn't figure out why those Ming soldiers still beat him even though he had already surrendered.

Well, they are asking for intelligence.

But the problem is, how can anyone who asks for information not ask first, but beat him up first.

He also asked himself to speak Da Ming, but Matsuura wanted to speak, but the problem was that he couldn't.

Thinking of today's unlucky experience and the pain of being beaten by Fatty.

There was a tremor in Matsuura's heart.

Those guys were too cruel, they didn't treat him as a human being at all, they beat him like a dead pig.

If it wasn't for him kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, he would probably have been beaten to death by those guys by now.

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

The loud shout woke up Matsuura who was a little confused.

"Tap tap..."

A crisp sound of horseshoes sounded from the front, slowly approaching him until it disappeared.

Matsuura opened his eyes hard, his eyes covered with blood, and wanted to look up to see who he had lost to, but his body was firmly pressed to the ground, and he could only see a pair of very beautiful horseshoes in front of him.

"Your Highness, this person is the fan master of Hirado."

Wu Shan, who was waiting at the gate of the city, stepped forward and took the reins of Zhu Gaoyu's bloody BMW, and helped Zhu Gaoyu get off the horse.

Zhu Gaoyu nodded, didn't look at Matsuura, turned around and looked at the densely packed Japanese pirates on both sides of the road.

"How many casualties did we have this time?"

Wu Shan, who handed the horse over to the guards, quickly took out the battle report from the scribe and handed it to Zhu Gaoyu respectfully.

At the same time, it also quickly reported: "No one in our army was killed in this battle, only five were injured, and the injuries were also skin trauma, and there were no serious injuries."

After talking about the casualties, Wu Shan said cautiously: "It's just that the consumption is a bit high. A swarm of bees used 130 seven barrels, and nearly 180 rounds of shells were consumed."

When he was in a good mood, he didn't care about anything, but afterward, Wu Shan felt a little uneasy.

The navy's long-distance expedition seems to be very powerful and imposing, but the hardships involved are only known to them.

In terms of food, it is set to support the war with the war, save a little, and have no effect on the army.

But these firearms are different, they have to be transported from the mainland thousands of miles away, and one shot is less.

From the expedition to the present, after several battles, 1/3 of the storage of firearms and ammunition has been consumed.

It is still unknown when the next batch of supplies will arrive.

There are still countless tough battles to be fought, and Wu Shan is worried that Zhu Gaoyu will be angry if he wastes so much.

"What's the matter? What's your expression?" After reading the battle report, Zhu Gaoyu asked Wu Shan's perplexed expression.

"Your Highness, the main thing is that today is our first landing operation, and the general wants to make a good start, so he used a little more firearms."

Seeing that Zhu Gaoyu didn't seem to pay attention to the consumption of firearms, Wu Shan gritted his teeth and said it on his own initiative.

"What am I supposed to do?" Zhu Gaoyu shook his head with a smile, and said to Wu Shan, "This is all a small problem. As long as the soldiers can survive the battlefield, I can still afford it."

Handing the battle report to Zuo Jun beside him, Zhu Gaoyu patted Wu Shan on the shoulder and said, "Old Wu, you are the commander, you have to remember one sentence."

Wu Shan immediately stood at attention.

Zhu Gaoyu looked at the soldiers around him and said loudly: "If the things are gone, we can continue to build them. If the people are gone, then they are really gone. They are all raised by their fathers and mothers. There are wives, children and parents in the family. If we bring them out, we have the responsibility to bring them all back."

"In the future, wars will be fought like this. As long as you can win the victory while ensuring the safety of the soldiers as much as possible, I will not blink an eye at how much money I spend."

The soldiers around who heard this said looked at Zhu Gaoyu and were moved.

That's who they are worth following.

In the past when they were in the army, many officers did not regard them as human beings at all. In the eyes of those generals, they were just tools to earn credit for the officers.

When there is no war, they still have to do odd jobs for those officers and cultivate the land.

Thinking of the previous days and the days of following Zhu Gaoyu, the soldiers were filled with determination.

After talking about the consumption of the battle, Zhu Gaoyu looked at the group of captives, narrowed his eyes slightly, shook the whip in his hand and said: "We don't have much food, we can't feed so many people, let's kill half of them!"

"What!"

Wu Shan, who was still moved by Zhu Gaoyu's words, didn't react for a while.

What is killing half.

Zhu Gaoyu didn't explain, and pointed to Matsuura who was beaten in a shapeless shape and knelt on the ground.

"Let him choose, if he dares to refuse, kill his whole family first."

"By the way, save his life and let him tell the other fans about our coming and our purpose."

"Tell them to hand over Yan Shenggong and the disciples of the Kong family within 10 days. If the time is over, we will go find them in person. Any city that dares to resist will be dealt with accordingly!"

After finishing speaking, Zhu Gaoyu ignored Wu Shan, who was still in a daze, and led his guards to the city that no longer had a gate.

Zhu Gaoyu didn't pay attention to such a small role as Matsuura.

Even if he wanted to be a dog for Daming, he had to see if he was qualified enough, otherwise he would not even have the chance to be a dog.

Seeing the back of Zhu Gaoyu walking into the city, Wu Shan gradually came to his senses.

Glancing at the prisoners, Wu Shan just thought for a moment, then waved to the five thousand households with a cold face.

A group of six people walked to a remote corner.

Wu Shan turned around and looked at the five people with his hands behind his back: "I believe you all heard what His Highness just said."

The five thousand households nodded in unison, and one of the slightly fat ones hesitated and said: "Captain, are we really going to do it? There are many old and young women and children in there, let's..."

But before he finished speaking, he was stared back by Wu Shan's indifferent eyes.

Walking in front of Qianhu, Wu Shan looked at each other directly: "This is the first time, and I hope it will be the last time. Remember this is an order, not a discussion with you."

Qianhu, who was stared at by him, suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, clasped his fists and said loudly: "I will know my mistake in the end."

Turning back to his place, Wu Shan looked at the five thousand households.

"Although we have a well-established establishment in the court, I believe you all know what kind of army we belong to."

Five thousand households nodded solemnly.

When Wang Jin wooed them back then, he said he was doing things for the imperial court, protecting the ocean and overseas territories for the imperial court.

But the tone of the words, as well as the look on the other side's speech, all express another meaning.

All people have ambitions.

After the Jingnan Rebellion, the situation of the court has been settled.

One radish and one pit, without background and opportunities, they are like this in this life.

Although His Majesty has been expanding the territory, it doesn't seem to have much to do with them.

They sailed overseas with Zheng He, and it seemed that the scenery was boundless, but this life has actually come to an end.

It is the dream of every warrior to confer the title of Marquis and General to his wife and son.

Following Zheng He, every time the rewards given by the court were in-kind rewards, there was little change in official positions.

They belong to Zheng He's fleet, and if they are promoted again, they will not be able to surpass Zheng He and others.

Moreover, he goes to sea all the year round and does not reunite with his family once in a few years.

The first thousand households in the first thousand households had a son who had just been born when they went out to sea last time. Now when they come back, their son can already run away.

When he went back that day, his son looked at him as if he were a stranger.

The status cannot be improved, and the family cannot accompany them. If there is any special accident, they may die in a foreign land.

This made many officers and soldiers of the fleet want to transfer away.

But it is not a simple matter to transfer Zheng He's fleet without any relationship.

The imperial court managed to organize a troop that was familiar with the sea conditions. As long as the policy of sailing to the West remained unchanged, the troop would not change unless it was absolutely necessary.

It was precisely because of this that when Wang Jin went to win over, he took away more than half of them.

Those who did not leave were all embarrassed to let Zheng He down.

The benefits of following Zhu Gaoyu are self-evident.

Zhu Gaoyu was generous to the soldiers, and the rewards and salaries that should be given were never deducted harshly, even higher than those given by the imperial court.

If unfortunately they die in a foreign land, Zhu Gaoyu will also bring them back.

Wang Jinghong and others are the best examples.

His Royal Highness the King of Yue would rather save a cargo than to bring back the ashes of these soldiers, which shows how much he attaches importance to the soldiers.

Not relying on anything else, relying on this point alone, many people in the fleet have the desire to follow.

More importantly, Zhu Gaoyu is a prince, and he is also a legitimate son.

Although the imperial court stipulated the eldest son inheritance system, whoever is the winner in the end depends entirely on his own ability.

Ordinary soldiers and officers like the prince can't reach it, and they also heard that the prince doesn't care much about martial arts.

If one can't be touched, and the other is nearby, and they are warmly invited, they will naturally choose the latter.

Ordinary soldiers and officers like them don't have all the concerns of those high-level figures. Anyway, they are all gambling, and whoever they follow is not gambling.

Instead of following those who don't take them seriously, it's better to sell your life to the master who treats them as real human beings.

Looking at the five Qianhu who nodded slightly, Wu Shan said in a deep voice: "Remember, there is only one voice in the navy, and that is our Highness. As long as His Highness gives an order, no one can change it."

When Wu Shan said the word "anyone", he emphasized it.

Five thousand households understand that this anyone also includes the person they think.

"Okay, that's it, let's carry out the order."

Unifying the thoughts of the thousands of households under him, Wu Shan waved his hand and let them carry out the order.

Seeing the officers under his command, and began to gather the soldiers to divide the captives, Wu Shan was lost in thought.

Zhu Gaoyu chose to do this, certainly not to vent his anger and kill people, and of course, it was not for the so-called Yan Shenggong.

Judging from his Highness's behavior of throwing the Kong family's direct descendants into the sea to feed bastards, his Highness does not have a good impression of the Kong family.

Wu Shan estimated in his heart.

Zhu Gaoyu chose to do this in order to imitate the Mongolian method, intimidate other Japanese masters, and sow discord between them and the common people.

However, Zhu Gaoyu is different from Mongolia in that when facing a resisting city, after being breached, he doesn't kill all of them, but only half of them.

Think about it, my family was captured, and I thought I would survive, but I didn't expect half of them to be killed.

More importantly, the number of people to be killed was not randomly selected by the enemy, but by the host of his own fan.

Those common people, dead or alive, while resenting the Ming army, actually hated even more, the fan master who elected their relatives.

And once this method is spread, the resistance of other cities will definitely be greatly weakened when facing the Ming army's attack.

Surrender is all alive, resistance is half dead.

No one dared to bet on whether he was the living half or the dead half.

They are more willing to fight for the chance to live than to have only half the hope of living.

As for the consequences of the city being breached, what does that have to do with them.

Whether it is under the hands of Fan Zhu or the Ming army, life is similar.

The real losers are the fan owners.

With this concept, the morale of the people in other Japanese cities will collapse when they face the Ming army approaching the city after they know that they resist and kill half of them.

As for whether doing so will arouse the enemy's resistance, instead of surrendering, they will fight hard.

Just think about it.

Never underestimate the inferiority of people. Between death and living, most people will choose to live.

In bursts of crying and begging for mercy, the captured Japanese pirates were separated.

"All of you, look at me!"

The Patriarch of the Tsushima Clan stood on a high platform with an iron bucket horn in his hand.

When the crowd calmed down, the Patriarch of the Zong Clan said with a full face, "Master Daming came to our Pumpkin Country not to start a war. He didn't have any malicious intentions. He was just looking for some missing people."

"But your fan master, because of his own stupidity, not only did not cooperate, but resisted, hurting the adults of Daming."

"The adults in Daming were very angry and wanted to kill you all."

"However, the heavens have the virtue of being good at life. The adults of Ming Dynasty consider that there are innocent people among you who did not participate in the resistance, so they plan to give these people a way to survive."

"But Master Daming, you don't know who these people are? So let your fan master decide your fate."

"That is to say, whether you and your relatives can survive depends entirely on the decision of your fan master."

After saying this, the Patriarch of the Zong Clan mocked with a sneer: "Poor inferior people, originally you could all live, and even follow Daming to live a life without oppression and hunger."

"But your fan master's resistance has ruined all of this."

"They not only ruined everything, but even decided your life and death."

The words of the Patriarch Zong made the Japanese pirates even more fearful. They hugged the family members around them tightly, and looked at Matsuura who was being dragged over with praying eyes.

Matsuura doesn't want to do this, not because he loves the people so much, but because he knows that if he does this, he will be hated by everyone and become the eternal sinner of the entire Wa Kingdom.

No matter where you go in the future, you will become the object of everyone's disdain.

But looking at the family members who were pushed out, and at the daughter who was trembling because of fear, Matsuura slowly closed his eyes and stopped looking at the prisoner's begging eyes.

Being dragged by Ming army soldiers to a group of captives, the head of the Zong family urged Matsuura to make a quick decision, whether to be left or right.

In order to save time and effort, the Ming army thoughtfully gathered two hundred captives in a pile, and then every hundred people stood on one side.

"Master Fan, please let me go, you just planted seeds here this morning, have you forgotten?"

Matsuura closed his eyes and was about to choose a side, when a woman's cry sounded from the position of his finger.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, Matsuura vaguely saw a woman among a group of people, waving to him vigorously, talking loudly about what happened in the morning.

Seeing that they were acquaintances, Matsuura wanted to switch sides, but that woman didn't know what to think, and she wanted to tell what happened to the two of them in the morning.

Seeing that his secret was about to be revealed, Matsuura moved his hand back, and then moved it back.

"It's over here!"

As Matsuura confirmed, a hundred soldiers stepped forward, grabbed the captives and dragged them forward.

The captives who were dragged uttered terrified shouts and kept begging the soldiers for forgiveness.

I don't know if it's because of the language barrier, or their prayers didn't move the soldiers.

No matter male, female, old or young, hundreds of people were pressed on the erected wooden pier, and with the order of the hundred households, hundreds of steel knives were brandished in unison.

The begging and crying disappeared instantly, and there was silence in front of Hirado Castle.

The surviving captives looked at the people who were standing with them just now, but their heads had already been separated.

Not only was he not rejoicing that he survived, but he also felt a sense of sadness when the fox died suddenly.

They looked at Matsuura who was dragged away by the soldiers and headed to the next pile. There was no gratitude in their eyes for letting them live, only endless resentment.

It's all the fault of this damned guy, if it wasn't for this guy's rebellion against Daming, how could they have ended up like this.

The adults of Daming have said that as long as they surrender, they can all survive, and even become the people of Daming, living a better life.

However, because of the selfishness of the fan master, they lost all of this, and they couldn't even decide on their own lives.

"Okay, you guys look at me first."

When this group of people looked at Matsuura with resentment, the head of the Zong family stood in front of them with a smile, held up a trumpet, and said excitedly: "Congratulations to you as the first batch of lucky ones. Not only have you got a chance to live, you will not even become slaves."

"Here I want to announce a piece of good news. Lord Ming has decided to let you go and give you freedom."

The first batch of prisoners, full of resentment, showed surprise on their faces when they heard this.

One of them looked at the head of the Zong family anxiously, "My lord, you mean that we can leave."

The Patriarch of the Zong family nodded with a smile, "Yes, you are free."

After being affirmed, the prisoners were so excited that they almost cried.

They were still thinking just now that although they survived, they might become slaves in the future and work forever until they died of exhaustion.

But I didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly, and the adults of Daming wanted to let them go.

After confirming again and again, it is definitely possible to leave.

The captives rolled and crawled without hesitation, running to a distance.

Looking at the captives running away, Wu Shan smiled slightly.

He felt that Matsuura was alone, and the speed of spreading news to the outside world was too slow, which seriously affected Daming's progress.

So he went in to report just now, and expressed his thoughts, Zhu Gaoyu allowed him to release a group of prisoners at random.

Thoroughly spread out the reason why Ming Dynasty came and the fact that half of the resisters would be killed if they did not surrender.

(End of this chapter)