Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

In the pitch-black Chest Strait, there was actually a Ship Closure that roared with music as it approached. The streets near the seaside immediately quietened down, and the clamoring receded like the tidewaters.

Torches and lanterns lit up the boat, drawing closer and closer. People could now see the drummers on the deck furiously beating their drums, the heavy drumbeats were sometimes loud and sometimes low, rumbling and shaking the hearts of the people.

"It's the Great Drum of Dongzhao Palace!" It's the Dongguo Palace's Great Drum of the General's house! " Among the crowd, the warriors from the famous families were the ones with the best knowledge. Just by listening to the rhythm, they could already tell what was going on.

Dongzhao Palace was actually a shrine that offered sacrifices to the Tokugawa. Due to the Mu Residence's 200 years of construction and promotion, it had become the most influential shrine among the Japanese people, and the offerings it received were also the most flourishing. To be able to hear about Dongzhao Palace's sacrificial ceremony being too exaggerated was truly inconceivable.

As the boat approached the dock, people saw the strong drummer in the cold wind wearing only her underpants, and also the white-robed Goddess of the Goddess of the Goddess of Beauty. Sure enough, the East Palace's divine banner was floating on the bow of the ship.

All of the warriors kneeled down and kowtowed to the divine flag, while mumbling to themselves, praying for their luck to last for a long time.

Dragon Lord and Sister Wu had also arrived from the inner city on horseback. The two of them did not know what the Mu Clan was planning, could it be that the Mu Clan was going to participate in this war as an official? If that was the case, he absolutely could not agree to it.

But the Dragon Lord thought wrongly, the one who walked down from the boat was not only the beautiful Goddess Officer but also an old acquaintance, and that was a disciple Xiao Letian had accepted in Japan, Itou Hirobumi.

Itou Hirobumi held onto a piece of fabric and was unable to see anything clearly. He walked over to Dragon Lord and said loudly, "The Second Madam has personally embroidered a banner for the General in Jun Prefecture City. She has also offered it to the Long Hua Temple and the Eastern Illumination Palace as a blessing.

This was a very grand scene. A banner was made by the wife of the Prime Minister Xiao of the East China Sea who worked hard to make it, and he had to offer it up as a blessing in the Temple of Longhua and Dongguo Palace. No wonder the selection was so strict this time, one could imagine the importance of this war just by relying on this banner.

Those guys who gave up halfway, those idiots who shouted for injustice and returned home, go regret it. This was a once in a hundred years opportunity! Board load! Plate Load...

A thought flashed through Dragon Lord's mind and he immediately understood Hu Niu's plan. He did not expect that this crazy girl who was acting so arrogantly in Taihang Mountains would understand politics in just a few years. She was indeed worthy of being the Prime Minister's wife.

The Dragon Lord had received Xiao Letian's secret meeting before they left. At that time, Xiao Letian had told him everything, why did he need to accept a large number of Japanese samurai into the Far Eastern War? This was actually just a psychological battle between Xiao Letian and the Japanese samurai.

Perhaps we could say it in a more gentle manner. This was like the dispersing of water through treatment of the great Yu. It was a kind of surgical transformation of the way of the Japanese samurai that Xiao Letian dealt with the affairs of the Japanese samurai.

What exactly was the martial arts path? Xiao Letian had already explained it more than once, the way of martial arts was actually not that complicated, and there was no need to myths about him. The kung fu dao is actually just like the Confucianism of China. It is a kind of rule, a channel for talents to strive upwards, and also a kind of rule.

Chinese people rely on reading to change their fate, poor children pick up their books. As long as you are smart and diligent, you can change your fate and become a man above others. Then Confucianism is your path to life.

What is the kung fu path? Just like Confucianism, it was impossible for the lower class of the population to change their destinies through reading. Japan did not have a imperial examination system, and for a thousand years, Japan had relied on war to obtain status. If the lower class of the poor wanted a better life, they would have to walk the path of a warrior.

The most obvious example was Feng Chenxiuji. He was originally the son of an extremely poor farmer named Teng Jilang, nicknamed Monkey. Then, due to a lucky chance, he became a lackey of Zhi Tianxinchang's. Afterwards, because of his cleverness, he was chosen as a light soldier, and through his own hard work, he gradually changed his fate and became the uniting of Japan.

This was the Japanese's dream. Countless warriors were inspired by this dream to enter the battlefield, just like how Chinese scholars were also inspired by the various stories of the name of the Ranking, and resonated with Fan Jin's ecstasy. The principles behind this were completely the same.

You want to block it? That was impossible. He could only learn from Yu and use persuasion to solve the problem.

If Xiao Letian disregarded the desire of the Japanese commoner warriors to change their fate, it would be like a dam that would collapse sooner or later.

A human's desire could not be stopped, even if Xiao Letian could stop the Japanese's desire when he was still alive, and suppress them to the point that their bodies could not be turned over, then what could they do? This desire will exist for hundreds or even thousands of years, how many years can you, Xiao Letian, live for?

Even if the afternoon is over, will there be a war? Was there going to be a war? Would there be a war? There had to be, because the harder the pressure, the stronger the rebound would be in the future.

That was why Xiao Letian wanted to start the car and release the water. He wanted to open a hole in the tall Swallow Lake and build a water conservancy project of his own. Didn't you, a low-level samurai, want to make a name for yourself? Come to my canal, I'll give you a chance!

Do you want the most advanced weapons? Do you like the best training? The most important thing is, I have the guts to lead you to fight with the Europeans. The military merits I give you are all real.

Reality had already given him the answer. During this trip to Japan, the fanaticism of the warrior class had proven that Xiao Letian's strategy was extremely competitive.

The story of Yepingtai and Bing Tai Lang had inspired them. Following the Prime Minister's war had become a consensus among the warriors, and the tall lake of desire had become Xiao Letian's power plant. To channel this power out to the places he wished to appear, that was the most peaceful way to solve the Japanese problem.

Now, one of Second Madam's flags, which was enhanced by the Buddhist magic and the power of the Gods Sect, had appeared and became the catalyst for the whole plan. It was like pouring oil on a fire, which ignited the fanaticism in the Japanese warriors' hearts.

A chance to earn merits, fair treatment, high level equipment, and even the satisfaction of the spiritual world! What else do you want? Fanaticism of warriors, give me your loyalty, you are just like pieces of coal that have been sleeping for billions of years, and will eventually burn up in my, Xiao Letian's, oven.

With a hu sound, the white and black words on the banner fluttered in the wind, and within the firelight, the words' Far East Braveheart Army 'floated with the wind. At that moment, the drums in the divine palace suddenly became crazed, and the Dragon Lord raised a flag with one hand as he shouted, "Long live the Prime Minister! Long live the Bravehearts of the Far East! "

The crowd immediately became fervent with fervor. Board load! "Board Load..."