A tour of Japan's Warring States Period

The robbers, no, the army left Yoshida and entered Hatou County, everyone's eyes widened.

There are many people from Sanhe in the Xiaopingtai team. They are familiar with the roads and the mountains and rivers. Especially Uden Nagateru, as the former Imagawa clan's banner general in Higashi Mikawa, he was not only familiar with the geography, but also with the heads.

After passing two stockades before, Yudian Changzhao showed up under the city, and then pointed at the five thousand green-eyed army behind him. The village chief in the stockade fully demonstrated what it means to be a hero who knows the current affairs, butt The urinary man crawled up to Xiao Pingtai and begged for mercy.

With people kneeling down like this, how could Xiao Pingtai kill people and steal food? We can only coerce them and use them as cannon fodder in front of the team, and "use" them as hard as possible.

After walking for a long time, the front team came to report to Mikawa Enguang Temple.

All the soldiers from the vanguard to Houjie became excited, because Yuanguang Temple is the subordinate temple of Mikawa Honjoji Temple and belongs to the enemy's property.

There is no need for discussion. The army speeds up without urging, and they are happy, as if they are going to the market.

Yuanguang Temple had long noticed the overwhelming 5,000-strong army coming over. The flags in the mountain were flying, and they didn't know that foreign aid had arrived.

A monk in the temple and two monk soldiers armed with guns and wearing Amitabha Buddha robes hurried out of the temple to negotiate.

Xiaopingtai will definitely not allow the temple to sneak in this time. Even if he agrees, his five thousand people will not agree.

He waved his hand and asked Aji to chase the people away, then rushed to the door of the temple and announced, "Surrender to avoid death, and the temple property will be confiscated!"

How could Yuanguang Temple be so willing? They sent another person who was willing to pay 800 yuan in food to reward the army, begging them to be spared.

"It seems that this Yuanguang Temple has made it clear that it wants to resist Master Wang." Uncle Tsunliang nodded with satisfaction.

"That's right, we should let them know how powerful the Yamauchi army is with a thunderous strike!" Someone immediately echoed Uncle Tsunaliang.

Xiao Pingtai's army was divided into several groups and surrounded the temple. The monk soldiers, firemen and nobushi in the temple tried to defend themselves on the wall. Xiao Pingtai fired a salvo of a hundred iron cannons, killing several of them immediately, and the rest immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.

The soldiers in the team found some ladders from nowhere, and under the cover of iron cannons, climbed over the courtyard wall. All the bullshit defenses were gone, and the temple door opened immediately.

The whole army cheered, but Xiao Pingtai just restrained his own team and promised to go back to reissue money and food to stabilize his team. Other soldiers swarmed in and rushed into Yuanguang Temple.

It was fun at this time. The whole temple was full of looting soldiers. The teams of Uncle Tsunaliang and Kanai Meigoro were relatively disciplined and rushed in to tie up people first.

"People taking" is a good business, whether you are a commoner or an eminent monk, it is the same at this time. A bundle of ropes, wait for your family and friends to redeem them.

Of course, there are many Hamamatsu merchants following behind the army to "share their worries and solve problems" for the army. If you tie up people and keep them, sell them to us. Large quantity and good price.

Uncle Tsunaliang was so excited that one of his soldiers tied up the abbot of Yuanguang Temple. The middle-aged monk was calm and did not pee in fear. Anyway, the Yamauchi Army follows the rules and does not kill people, only sell them.

There was no need to talk about dignity at this time. The trafficker was only willing to give Uncle Gangliang 50 yuan to buy this monk. Uncle Gangliang was not convinced. The abbot of such a big temple was worth at least 100 yuan.

The two people were spitting wildly. Xiaoheita looked amused and ignored it. He saw Iwase Motomasa arguing with a pawnbroker while pointing at a copper incense burner that probably weighed more than a hundred kilograms.

One wanted ten guans, and the other was only willing to buy eight guans. Iwase Motomasa, a bachelor, took out another static bottle with no visible ingredients and sold it as a package. An old man stood behind the pawn shop man. He took it and looked left and right, indicating that it was worth two coins.

Everyone was happy, the boy took the money from the big cash box carried by the packhorse, and immediately the boy moved the big incense burner onto the bullock cart.

Although Imagawa Yoshiuchi's father didn't pay much attention to him when he was a child, he had a complete experience of the serious samurai education. He and these gangsters did not follow the same routine.

He ordered the soldiers to seize the scriptures and books, and carried them bundle by bundle into the courtyard, where he saw them personally. Chinese books are the most expensive, throw them into one pile, and ordinary Buddhist scriptures and miscellaneous books into another pile.

People buy books by the book, but he buys them by the pile, and he doesn't talk nonsense with the second-rate dealer from Hamamatsu. One stack of Chinese books contains one hundred strings, and one stack of Buddhist scriptures contains seventy strings. Several businessmen looked at it briefly, and immediately issued the invoice and paid, half in gold and half in copper coins. The gold coin was accepted by Imakawa Yoshiki, and the copper coin was shared by all the soldiers in the army.

How did these big-headed soldiers know that these two piles of waste paper were much more expensive than the big copper stove at the door? They all praised Imagawa Yoshichichi for his discernment. With the money in his hand, his respect and love for Imagawa Yoshiki became even greater.

In less than two hours, the entire Yuanguang Temple, except for the houses that could not be moved, was swept away by five thousand troops.

No one dared to touch the few hundred stones of grain in the rice warehouse. It was captured to feed the entire army and was not allowed to be taken away by private individuals.

Xiaopingtai looked at the bare temple, and it turned out that "thieves are like a comb, soldiers are like a grate"!

The generals of the Shanuchi Army who were still unfinished naturally began to dig three feet into the ground, break the walls and knock holes.

Uncle Tsuna Liang patted the wooden pillars of the main hall of Enguang Temple and asked for no reason.

"Xiao Pingtai, how much did you spend on that beech aniseed?"

"Ah? It seems like more than a dozen strings." Xiaoheita didn't understand why Uncle Tsunliang suddenly asked this.

"How do the more than twenty large pillars in this temple compare with your beech?"

"Not bad at all!"

Then he saw Uncle Tsuna walking out happily. Imakawa Yoshinori in the temple was discussing with Imai Meigoro how to get rid of the big Buddha statue in front of him, which was obviously made of fine fragrant wood.

Have you heard of Lan Shewai? Prince? Concubine Yang? Those are all expensive agarwood.

The two of them understood that the fragrant wood was worthless if cut into pieces, but it was definitely difficult to handle because it was so big. It was best to dismantle it according to the gaps between the pieces, so that it would be easier to handle.

"Can you think of a way to separate it?"

"I don't think you need to divide it. Aren't you just afraid that you won't be able to sell this hall? Soon this hall will be gone."

After Xiaopingta finished speaking, he saw Uncle Tsunaliang leading a middle-aged businessman into the main hall.

"One stick has two guans, one stick has two guans. The original price of the big pillars was ten guan and twenty guan. All the big pillars have two guans. The bastard abbot of Yuanguang Temple ran away after selling 50 guan. We have no choice..."

Others in the hall secretly cursed, they were a step too late, Uncle Tsunliang got there first, and the whole hall was sold to him.

The businessman ignored Uncle Tsuna's words and smelled and touched the pillar to confirm that it was indeed an aniseed material made of beech, and then nodded.

"Zaemon-sama, one and two canons are fine, but you have to send someone to help me remove it. It's best to remove it now."

"You brats, come in, come in, demolish the house!" Uncle Tsunaliang called for someone immediately without saying a word.