My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 460 Give the Japanese pirates a powerful shock

The rising sun rises from the end of the sea.

The horizon, sea surface, and mountain tops were bathed in golden colors, and the sea breeze blew the treetops swaying on the roadside. Date Masamune's team entered the city gate from the north of Tucheng. The nearby Japanese people swarmed over, and were forced away by his samurai with swords drawn. .

He raised his head, with a thick beard and broad nose, and an eyepatch on his face. With his only eye, he looked at the tower, where a forest of flags spread out in the wind. He raised his hand to tell the retainers and warriors behind him not to do anything.

After entering the city, there are rows of low thatched houses spread out in rows. The houses have sections of wood and thatch pressed by stones. Although they look simple, they have the illusion of returning to the Warring States Period.

On the streets, goods were being circulated, and bald men pulling carts were stepping on wooden clogs and shouting loudly; tea ladies in teahouses were applying powder and pale makeup on their faces as they looked at the majestic general riding past, with a flattering smile. Rows of black teeth.

This is a simple but brand-new city. After three years of cultivation, it was plundered and then sold to merchants from other countries. The outline of maritime trade established by this plague was interrupted by the plague.

This was an emerging strategy originally formulated by Date Masamune for Emperor Omikado. It prevented other maritime merchants from doing business with Daxia and instead reached long-term cooperation with them. All this also paid off in three years. Gradually move in the direction he envisioned.

The sudden plague disrupted everything, and he immediately guessed that it was the Xia Emperor who was fighting back.

This counterattack was indeed very effective and hit his sore spot. Fortunately, the four gates of Nagano Castle were closed in time and he was not affected by this revenge plague.

After entering the city, groups of Japanese soldiers with strong bows and sharp swords followed. The Japanese people on the street, influenced by the three years of Showa, retreated to both sides of the street to salute Date Masamune. He was satisfied on horseback. Nodding, these monkeys finally looked like humans.

The market in the city stretched out, and there were many pedestrians. The government officials of the imperial office walked among them with their backs straight, shouting and pushing the passers-by, asking them to get out of the way quickly. Date Masamune saw this and did not stop the brutality of these government officials. , what he needs is the toughness of the Japanese people.

In the passing streets, the bustle in the city did not stop because of the plague outside the city and the crowds of refugees.

In the blacksmith's shop, the short but strong blacksmith jingled with his hammer, and in the tea house, the tea girl lowered her breasts and invited passers-by to come in and enjoy themselves.

Under the simple eaves, dried salted fish hung like wind chimes.

Occasionally, a small sedan passed by, carried by four ragged female slaves. Their eyes were lifeless, their bodies were as thin as firewood, and their hands and feet were tied with ropes to prevent them from escaping.

The curtain in front of the ups and downs sedan was opened, and inside was a fat, bald man looking at the road. He was wearing satin and mink velvet, holding a small folding fan and fanning it like a nobleman from the Xia Kingdom.

As for the female slave who carried the sedan chair, he bought it from the seaport. He used Xia women as sedan bearers, which made him feel very proud in the circle around him.

There are dozens of such female slaves in Nagano City. Regardless of their appearance and figure, as long as they are from the Xia Kingdom and have a height that cannot be compared with the women of Wajima, they are considered expensive in Nagano City.

Some big businessmen even bought them to have children, hoping that their offspring would be as tall as the Xia people. On this point, the businessmen in the sedan also had the same plan. Who wouldn't want their offspring to be as tall and powerful as the Xia people.

The sedan came from the front to the dark market. Du Yichu looked at the pottery bowl in his hand and could tell at a glance that it was made by Wu Di.

"It's a pity that it was used by these pigs and dogs." He sighed.

There were shouts and curses coming over there. Du Yichu turned his head and saw four Xia women slowly coming over with their bare arms carrying a small sedan chair. He saw the miserable looks on their faces and the beatings on their arms. The old man narrowed his eyes due to whip marks.

"... Lord samurai, you are the female slave of the Xia Kingdom of the Ueno family. With your identity, it is not difficult to ask for it from him." The vendor spoke in Japanese. When he saw the old man staring at the woman carrying the sedan chair, he thought he wanted to If you want, just remind them casually.

Du Yichu turned back to what the vendor said. He could understand a little bit. After all, he had learned some daily language in the three years here, so he simply responded and stopped paying attention to the four women.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but it's just that he can't rescue him at all. This is not the Xia Kingdom. You can escape on two feet.

He picked up the pottery bowl again and put it to his mouth. At this time, the vendor who was still nearby suddenly ran to the stall and knelt down. The sedan that was originally traveling also hurriedly stopped by the roadside. The old man's ears moved and he heard the sound of horse hooves. , and the sound of dense footsteps, he put down the pottery bowl and stood up.

"Samurai-sama, come quickly to pay your respects. Doctor Date Sakyo is passing..." The vendor turned around and saw that the old man was nowhere to be found at the table over there.

At this time, the team in the distance came this way.

The few soldiers marching forward were holding bamboo spears and shouting loudly in front of them. The pedestrians on the road retreated to both sides. This kind of kneeling ceremony has never happened among the Xia people.

But on the island, in this Nagano Castle, the status of both ordinary people and businessmen is very low. In front of the dignitaries, they are just untouchables and farmers.

At this time, the short and fat businessman in the sedan also got out of the sedan, knelt on the ground and bowed his body, waiting respectfully for Date Masamune's team to pass by this street. Because of his obesity, he knelt down and trembled a little, so he moved a few times. As soon as he moved his knees, before changing positions, there was a sudden sound of thatch being stepped on from the building behind him. The businessman and the hawker not far away subconsciously raised their heads. , a figure jumped into the air from their peripheral vision.

The spring sunshine slanted down, and the wooden box opened with a bang. In the sunlight, the dark ancient knife made a "buzzing" sound and drew a cold light.

The flying figure touched the roof of the sedan by the roadside, and the roof exploded instantly. Before the businessman kneeling on the ground could react, his bald head flew away from his neck.

In front of the marching team, Date Masamune on horseback tilted his head and raised his gaze. When a human head flew towards him, a foot-long sword slashed down with a bang!

The sleeves of his robe were flying and his bun was messy. The pupils of Date Masamune's only one eye were narrowed. The moment the sword light enlarged in his eyes, the retainers around him reacted and drew their swords to meet him.

The body that came up to him also turned into two halves in an instant, and the blood and flesh flying all over the sky rushed towards Date Munemasa's eyes. He was also a daimyo who was killed in the sea of ​​​​blood in the corpse mountain, and he was used to seeing life and death.

Seeing pieces of meat, organs, and blood rushing toward him, instead of hiding, he pushed the handle of the knife away with his thumb. The sword named Tsurumaru Kunaga at his waist was instantly unsheathed, and with a roar of cranes, he charged towards him on horseback. The old man came and cut him off with a knife.

However, he underestimated the old man opposite him, who was a master of using the sword to the extreme.

Gold and iron clashed, and sparks and air waves flew up at this moment.

The weapon named Tsurumaru Kunaga flew into the air, along with the arm wearing the sleeve.

Date Masamune flew backwards from his horse and crashed into a shop on the street. Blood spurted out from his broken arm, and a line of blood was drawn in mid-air. The falling figure pounced on the fallen Japanese general, and the surrounding retainers, samurai, and soldiers attacked him desperately. Come over, set up a battle line on the street, and encircle the old man who assassinated Date Masamune.

The Japanese people who were kneeling on the ground scattered in panic, and some bravely stopped to watch from a distance. In the field of vision, the surrounded old man set off an astonishing killing spree. The sword light slashed wildly in the crowd, and the Japanese soldiers who touched it were instantly beheaded. It was divided into two parts, and the ground was full of human limbs and half-body parts.

The Japanese people watching from a distance had no idea how human power could be exerted to such an extent.

The alarm bells in the city rang, and a large number of Lightfoots rushed this way.

The old man jumped up in the air and swept away the seven warriors with good martial arts skills in front of him with one blow. He turned his eyes and saw that the Japanese general had been rescued by several retainers and dozens of light feet under his command.

"Japanese pirate, put your head on your neck for now. I'll come back to pick it up another day!"

He stood on the eaves and roared loudly. He turned around and used the skill of lightening himself. He stepped on the thatched roof and jumped a few times. As if he was in no one's land, he flew directly over the wall of Nagano Castle and landed outside the city, blending in with the refugees. Disappear.

This sudden assassination made everyone confused, and then they were deeply shocked. Date Masamune's military power cannot be said to be top-notch. Among the many daimyo and generals of the Sengoku and Edo generations, he was one of the best.

Unexpectedly, an arm was chopped off in the street, and the person who assassinated him was an old man. He heard that the words spoken by the other party were in Xia Guo dialect, and the entire archipelago and even the castle were shocked.

After his left hand was cut off, Date Masamune went to the ground again to deal with the plague after being in a coma for three days, but this time he was deeply angry and worried about the Xia people's force.

In anger and worry, he asked Shangshan Jianxin, who had just returned, to free up a few boats, and then sent a large number of Qingzu to capture the plague-infected Japanese people, stuff them into the cabins, and transport them to the Xia Kingdom coastline.

at the same time.

Thousands of miles away from Yanjing in the north of the Xia Kingdom, Su Chen also expressed his concerns about the plague on the Japanese island. After all, the coastline is too long. If the other party spreads the plague back, compared with the Japanese island, the Central Plains and Wudi are both densely populated. If a plague is rampant in this land, it will affect the life and death of hundreds of thousands or even millions of people.

"Haha, Your Majesty, how could you not expect the other party to follow suit when you use Xu's plan?"

Yanjing, Imperial Palace.

It was already April, and cicadas were chirping sparsely in the trees. In the pavilion in the flower garden of the Central Palace, Jia Xu put his hands in his sleeves, and the old god squinted his eyes and spoke, with a smile like an old fox.

"As early as when Qi Shaobao took over the post of governor of the coastal defense regiment, I sent someone over to tell him what to be careful about."

"How to prevent it?" Su Chen poured tea and pushed the cup in front of Jia Xu. He was confused by the riddle man, but Jia Xu just smiled and said nothing.

"Your Majesty, it is not clear whether the Japanese pirates will retaliate in their own way, so it is useless to say anything. If they come, Qi Shaobao will definitely drive them away."

(End of this chapter)