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Nakagawa Masaru easily left the city, which made him more convinced of the Ming army's idea - an alliance under the city!
After getting out of the fence, he even saw more than a dozen people with smoke-blackened faces entering the city, while the sergeants on the side turned a blind eye.
The military spirit is gone!
After only ten steps, a sharp shout came from the darkness: "Who?! Password!"
Two sergeants came out of the darkness with muskets in hand, their bayonets gleaming.
Nakagawa Masa raised his hands and said, "Nakagawa Masa, I have an old relationship with my uncle, and I came here to see you."
The two sergeants took a step back vigilantly, and one of them said: "Come here with your hands raised, and pay attention to your movements. If there is any abnormal movement, I will poke your butt on the railing and make you moan all night."
Nakagawa Masaru walked over carefully, her movements were like the old woman beside the emperor, slow and sluggish.
"Get down!"
Nakagawa Masaru was hit in the chest by a gun butt. He covered his chest and slowly lay down. Then he was roughly searched.
When he was taken to Xin Laoqi, Xin Laoqi waved the two men away, and then asked, "Why are you looking for my master?"
Nakagawa Ya said in a low voice: "I have been ordered to come here and want to ask my uncle what he is thinking."
Xin Laoqi waved his hand and said indifferently: "Just wait."
It was until the sky got slightly brighter that Nakagawa Ya was brought to Fang Xing¡¯s temporary residence.
This is a nice family. The fire last night directly destroyed most of the buildings outside Kyoto. The well-preserved ones became a resting place for the Ming army.
As for those ordinary people?
In Fang Xing¡¯s words: It would be a mercy if they didn¡¯t rush to dig holes.
Yang Rong got up early in the morning. He had a sore back and came here to have a meal.
Fang Xing was still sitting on the floor recovering his consciousness. Yang Rong came close to Xiaodao and watched him cooking a large pot of dried biscuits, shredding them and mixing them with the paste of dried vegetables and dried meat. He said with some greed: "Okay. No?"
Xiaodao was a little confused. He felt that Yang Ronglai was too humble to join the breakfast: "No, the master said that the meat flavor should be cooked out."
"What does he know?"
Yang Rong was so tired last night that he didn¡¯t even eat dinner. He was already starving after sleeping until now.
"I used to Dehua got up?"
Fang Xing came over yawning and said, "Mr. Yang didn't go to have breakfast with your great-grandson? I gave Jia Quan two chickens yesterday. Those things are best for porridge."
Yang Rong¡¯s eyes lit up, he stood up and said, ¡°Give me a spoonful.¡±
Xiaodao reluctantly scooped a small bowl of paste to Yang Rong, and then the man ran away.
¡°Master, he is just here to eat and drink.¡±
Xiao Dao felt that these civil servants were all shameless and, in Fang Xing¡¯s words, shady.
Fang Xing smiled, and then Xin Laoqi came in, followed by Nakagawa Ya.
"I've met my uncle!"
Nakagawa Masaru had not slept all night, his face was pale, and his clothes were wrinkled, and he looked like he had been ravaged by several big men all night.
Fang Xing said in surprise: "Why is Mr. Zhongchuan here? Sit down quickly."
Nakagawa Ya's stomach made bowel sounds, and he blushed and said, "I made my uncle laugh."
Fang Xing just smiled and let Xiao Dao fill him with a bowl of paste, and then said: "Eating and drinking is a natural thing, why bother to go outside, just eat."
After breakfast, Fang Xing motioned to Nakagawa Ya to follow him outside for a walk.
The outside is full of ruins. The soldiers are already getting ready to go. The horses are also gathered around, and the murderous atmosphere is gradually gathering.
Nakagawa Masaru saw the thirty-six artillery pieces. His eyes narrowed. He remembered the defensive measures in Kyoto and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
Fang Xing did not turn around, and asked calmly: "Did Sipo Yichun ask you to come? Or is it that emperor."
"It's Shiba Yishun."
Nakagawa Masaru calmly addressed the patriarch of the Shiba family like this.
"What does he want to do?"
Fang Xing smiled at Zhu Zhanji in the distance, and then asked.
Nakagawa Masaru bowed his head and said: "He ordered me to come down to test my uncle's thoughts and ask if he wants to"
"Are you going to attack Kyoto?"
Fang Xing¡¯s smile remained unchanged, and he moved his neck. There was no pillow last night, so he had a stiff neck.
¡°Plop!¡±
Listen to yourselfFang Xing said slowly, "Mr. Zhongchuan, do you think the Ming Dynasty should capture Kyoto?"
Nakagawa Ya knelt on the ground, sweating profusely and said: "Uncle, a soldier is a murderous weapon! The saint has no choice but to use it. The Japanese country is weak and has felt the anger of the Ming Dynasty, and the emperor is willing to negotiate peace."
Fang Xing waved to Zhu Zhanji, who was approaching, and told him to come over quickly.
"Brother Dehua, what's the matter?"
Fang Xing shook his head, then turned around and said, "You know that I don't like Confucianism, so I used the Tao Te Ching. But since the Japanese country claims to be weak, why did it repeatedly offend the Ming Dynasty?"
"Those are all defeated bandits. Uncle, the Japanese country has never had the intention to compete with the Ming Dynasty!"
Fang Xing smiled slightly: "You are indeed worried about your homeland, Nakagawa Ya. If that's the case, you can stay!"
Zhongchuan Ya's face was ashen. Since Fang Xing wanted to keep him, he definitely didn't want people who knew about Ming Dynasty affairs to get involved.
If even one person is included, the Japanese country is over!
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Overnight, the number of troops in Kyoto increased a lot, and they all nervously watched the Ming troops forming their troops behind the fence.
When the thirty-six artillery pieces were pushed forward, Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji appeared.
It was already daybreak, and a man in white clothes shouted from behind the fence: "The Japanese country has always served the Ming Dynasty respectfully. May I ask why His Highness the Ming Dynasty Emperor Taisun came?"
"interesting!"
Zhu Zhanji wanted to send someone to shout, but Fang Xing couldn't wait any longer.
"Why bother arguing with them? It's more fulfilling to just hit it in and let them kneel down to talk."
Fang Xing took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the handle of the knife, his murderous aura gradually rising.
Zhu Zhanji also found it boring, so he pulled out his knife and pointed forward.
Shen Yao¡¯s shouts immediately echoed around Kyoto.
"Light the fire"
"What are they doing?"
???????? The Japanese country had never seen such artillery before. The sergeants stared blankly at the smoke, wondering what the Ming army was going to do, until even bigger smoke appeared
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
The iron bullet was fired, and it penetrated the fence without any effort, and then set off a bloody storm behind.
The man in white who just shouted in Ming dialect stared at the messy military formation with his lips trembling and said, "What is this? What is this?"
"What should I do? This is the anger of the devil! What should I do?"
The leading general closed his eyes in pain and allowed the Japanese who had just been summoned last night to escape.
Under such power, even professional soldiers could not bear it, let alone those Japanese who were just ordinary people last night.
Fang Xing looked at the distorted faces of the Japanese soldiers, pushing me to avoid them, and sneered: "Three rounds of shelling!"
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
When the iron bullets were flying in the air, the Japanese army behind the fence collapsed.
"Run away"
The panic turned into hysteria under the unprecedented blow. The sword and gun in his hand were not aimed at the enemy, but at the comrades blocking his escape route.
"Oh God!"
The man in white lay on the fence and shouted in pain: "Why should the Japanese be punished!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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