"Sir!" Olivia walked over majestically carrying a large blade. When she set off, Qian Wubing saw that the small shield on her left hand had gone somewhere. Although there was no ticking on the blade,
There were beads of blood dripping down, but the layer of solidified blood spots looked even more oozing. How many people had this sister just killed?
"Has it been cleared?" Qian Wubing asked.
"Yes!" Olivia nodded fiercely: "The captured Fuso people have been found..."
He looked at the mercenaries kneeling on the ground over there, and then at the corpses on the ground. She had killed many people in the city just now, but now when she saw these people squatting pitifully on the ground, she felt a little sad.
I can't bear it anymore. There are two completely different things between an enemy who takes up arms to fight against him and an enemy who squats underground and has surrendered.
"Luca, Fusang, you're talking nonsense. Go comfort Maori Hongyuan, and remember not to forget to mention the reward!" Qian Wubing looked at the frightened Maori Hongyuan behind her and ordered to Luka.
"What do you plan to do with these people?" Olivia looked away from the captives and asked in a low voice.
"How to deal with them is your business!" Qian Wubing gave her a strange look: "You are my people and they are your people. Haven't you figured out this relationship yet?"
"Understood!" Olivia nodded, with a look of gratitude in her eyes. Many of the mercenaries who betrayed her were coerced by Ryan. The ones who really followed Ryan wholeheartedly were actually the dozens of people around him.
People, Qian Wubing handed over the disposal of these prisoners to her, which was like giving her a group of loyal men. With these people's betrayal and harm to Qian Wubing, even if Qian Wubing kills them all now,
Although she couldn't bear it in her heart, she absolutely did it without hesitation. This is a world where the weak eat the strong. There is nothing wrong with doing this. If those mercenary captives really want to be executed, they can only blame themselves for their mistakes in the first place.
choice.
"There won't be any complaints from the Fuso people!" Olivia stood up and walked towards the prisoners. Suddenly she thought of something and whispered in Qian Wubing's ear what these mercenaries were doing in the city.
Qian Wubing said something about it, and then asked with some worry.
"What complaints can they have? The person who died was not a member of the Maoli family, at least, not a member of the current Maoli family!" Qian Wubing waved his hand: "It's not a problem!"
The massacre of a whole city of Fusang people is really nothing in Qian Wubing's eyes. This does not mean that he is cold-blooded. The problem is, apart from the evil that the Fusang people have done along the coast of the Ming Dynasty, this Fusang people are also good.
, Western mercenaries, in his eyes, are just barbarians. Does the fight between barbarians and ghosts have anything to do with him?
Even if most of the Fusang people who were slaughtered were good people, could it be said that the people of Putian County who were slaughtered by the Japanese pirates were all heinous and evil people? To be honest, it is just a cyclical retribution of heavenly law.
They are just getting this retribution for their compatriots.
After Olivia got this answer, she left with peace of mind. Except for those mercenaries who were close to Ryan and she couldn't keep them, she could still use most of them. Of course, after this incident,
It would be much easier for these people to be kneaded by her. This is both grace and power, so there is no need to worry about these people being disobedient.
"Sir, Maori Hongyuan wants to express his gratitude to you personally!" Over there, Luka and Maori Hongyuan talked for a while, and then came over with Maori Hongyuan.
"No need, I told him, and the reward won't be less than a penny from me. I've done what I promised him, and I hope he won't break his promise!"
He pointed toward the black smoke billowing from Tottori Castle, with a bright smile on his face: "Governor of the Maori family, this Tottori Castle now belongs to the Maori family!"
Maori Hongyuan has been trying his best to control his actions since he was rescued. He is really not a person who is afraid of death. However, people who are not afraid of death will not cry or seek death even if they can avoid death.
Yes, the joy of escaping from death made him slightly lose his composure at first, but as the soldiers of the Maori family gathered around him, his energy returned.
Along the way out of the city, he saw the Western warriors he had high hopes for. They were surrounded and killed by Olivet and his own soldiers. They were nothing more than that. Qian Wubing's importance in his heart was slowly declining.
, after this battle, he made an optimistic estimate. The remaining half of the combat power of these Western samurai would be a top priority. As for the remuneration, he really didn't think much about it. Three hundred taels of gold a day, hiring
It was six hundred warriors, not three hundred warriors, and the gold of the Maori family was not blown by the strong wind.
However, when he left the city gate, he saw hundreds of warriors in bright armor, driving those unruly Western warriors together like chasing ducks, and the importance of the man in his heart had just dropped so much.
Mr. Diandian Qian was pointing at these red warriors just like he was instructing these Western warriors. The little dot in his heart lost its importance and suddenly came back.
This is the armor of the Ming Dynasty. He will definitely not mistake it. As for the appearance of these red warriors, why are they so similar to these Western warriors? Don’t worry about this. Lord Qian’s men look like the serious Ming Dynasty.
There are not many people.
Not to mention the murderous aura on these warriors, what made him envious was the armor worn by these warriors and the weapons in their hands. If you put these in Fuso and give them to any low-level warrior, they would be treasures that can be passed down to the family!
Those spears, with their long, cold and shiny spearheads, and their oily and shiny spear shafts as thick as an arm, are these really just weapons used by ordinary soldiers? Even the few samurai from the Maori family who are famous for their swordsmanship can chop them down with one sword.
Such a spear, what is the iron sheath more than a foot long under the spear head? Could it be said that this spear is also covered with iron?
Also, compared with the several pairs of armors collected by the Maori family, these armors may still be somewhat different, but they cannot stand the large number. This is almost a pair for everyone. This is armor, not bamboo armor!
Were the people of Ming Dynasty really so extravagant?
He secretly calculated an account in his mind. The cost spent on these hundreds of warriors alone was probably more than the annual expenditures of the Maori and Ouchi families on weapons and equipment. He seemed to understand a little bit why he had done so in the first place.
Mr. Qian asked for three hundred taels of gold a day. It cost a lot to raise such an elite army. If they really hired them, these three hundred taels of gold a day would be really not expensive. With this,
With sharp weapons, the remaining Western samurai, and the Mouri family's own soldiers, it seems that whether it is the Hosokawa family, the Maeda family, or all the famous names in Kyushu, he, Mouri Hiromoto, can think about it.
Three hundred taels of gold a day is only one hundred thousand taels of gold in a year. If the Maori family can use this power to gain control of Kyushu, so what! One hundred thousand taels is nothing!
After thinking about this joint clearly, he smiled slightly when facing the Tottori Castle that Qian Wubing offered with both hands: "The reward will naturally not be small, but the Maori family hopes to continue to hire Master Qian's samurai..." "Sir!
"Olivia walked over majestically carrying a large blade. When she set out, Qian Wubing saw that the small shield on her left hand had gone somewhere. Although there was no ticking on the blade,
There were beads of blood dripping, but the layer of solidified blood spots looked even more oozing. How many people had this sister killed just now?
"Has it been cleared?" Qian Wubing asked.
"Yes!" Olivia nodded fiercely: "The captured Fuso people have been found..."
He looked at the mercenaries kneeling on the ground over there, and then at the corpses on the ground. She had killed many people in the city just now, but now when she saw these people squatting pitifully on the ground, she felt a little sad.
I can't bear it anymore. There are two completely different things between an enemy who takes up arms to fight against him and an enemy who squats underground and has surrendered.
"Luca, Fusang, you're talking nonsense. Go comfort Maori Hongyuan, and remember not to forget to mention the reward!" Qian Wubing looked at the frightened Maori Hongyuan behind her and ordered to Luka.
"What do you plan to do with these people?" Olivia looked away from the captives and asked in a low voice.
"How to deal with them is your business!" Qian Wubing gave her a strange look: "You are my people and they are your people. Haven't you figured out this relationship yet?"
"Understood!" Olivia nodded, with a look of gratitude in her eyes. Many of the mercenaries who betrayed her were coerced by Ryan. The ones who really followed Ryan wholeheartedly were actually the dozens of people around him.
People, Qian Wubing handed over the disposal of these prisoners to her, which was like giving her a group of loyal men. With these people's betrayal and harm to Qian Wubing, even if Qian Wubing kills them all now,
Although she couldn't bear it in her heart, she absolutely did it without hesitation. This is a world where the jungle is the law of the jungle. There is nothing wrong with doing so. If those mercenary captives were to be executed, they could only blame themselves for their mistakes.
choice.
"There won't be any complaints from the Fuso people!" Olivia stood up and walked towards the prisoners. Suddenly she thought of something and whispered in Qian Wubing's ear what these mercenaries were doing in the city.
Qian Wubing said something about it, and then asked with some worry.
"What complaints can they have? The person who died was not a member of the Maoli family, at least, not a member of the current Maoli family!" Qian Wubing waved his hand: "It's not a problem!"
The massacre of a whole city of Fusang people is really nothing in Qian Wubing's eyes. This does not mean that he is cold-blooded. The problem is, apart from the evil that the Fusang people have done along the coast of the Ming Dynasty, this Fusang people are also good.
, Western mercenaries, in his eyes, are just barbarians. Does the fight between barbarians and ghosts have anything to do with him?
Even if most of the Fusang people who were slaughtered were good people, could it be said that the people of Putian County who were slaughtered by the Japanese pirates were all heinous and evil people? To be honest, it is just a cyclical retribution of heavenly law.
They are just getting this retribution for their compatriots.
After Olivia got this answer, she left with peace of mind. Except for those mercenaries who were close to Ryan and she couldn't keep them, she could still use most of them. Of course, after this incident,
It would be much easier for these people to be kneaded by her. This is both grace and power, so there is no need to worry about these people being disobedient.
"Sir, Maori Hongyuan wants to express his gratitude to you personally!" Over there, Luka and Maori Hongyuan talked for a while, and then came over with Maori Hongyuan.
"No need, I told him, and the reward won't be less than a penny from me. I've done what I promised him, and I hope he won't break his promise!"
He pointed toward the black smoke billowing from Tottori Castle, with a bright smile on his face: "Governor of the Maori family, this Tottori Castle now belongs to the Maori family!"
Maori Hongyuan has been trying his best to control his actions since he was rescued. He is really not a person who is afraid of death. However, people who are not afraid of death will not cry or seek death even if they can avoid death.
Yes, the joy of escaping from death made him slightly lose his composure at first, but as the soldiers of the Maori family gathered around him, his energy returned.
Along the way out of the city, he saw the Western warriors he had high hopes for. They were surrounded and killed by Olivet and his own soldiers. They were nothing more than that. Qian Wubing's importance in his heart was slowly declining.
, after this battle, he made an optimistic estimate. The remaining half of the combat power of these Western samurai would be a top priority. As for the remuneration, he really didn't think much about it. Three hundred taels of gold a day, hiring
It was six hundred warriors, not three hundred warriors, and the gold of the Maori family was not blown by the strong wind.
However, when he left the city gate, he saw hundreds of warriors in bright armor, driving those unruly Western warriors together like chasing ducks, and the importance of the man in his heart had just dropped so much.
Mr. Diandian Qian was pointing at these red warriors just like he was instructing these Western warriors. The little dot in his heart lost its importance and suddenly came back.
This is the armor of the Ming Dynasty. He will definitely not mistake it. As for the appearance of these red warriors, why are they so similar to these Western warriors? Don’t worry about this. Lord Qian’s men look like the serious Ming Dynasty.
There are not many people.
Not to mention the murderous aura on these warriors, what made him envious was the armor worn by these warriors and the weapons in their hands. If you put these in Fuso and give them to any low-level warrior, they would be treasures that can be passed down to the family!
Those spears, with their long, cold and shiny spearheads, and their oily and shiny spear shafts as thick as an arm, are these really just weapons used by ordinary soldiers? Even the few samurai from the Maori family who are famous for their swordsmanship can chop them down with one sword.
Such a spear, what is the iron sheath more than a foot long under the spear head? Could it be said that this spear is also covered with iron?
Also, compared with the several pairs of armors collected by the Maori family, these armors may still be somewhat different, but they cannot stand the large number. This is almost a pair for everyone. This is armor, not bamboo armor!
Were the people of Ming Dynasty really so extravagant?
He secretly calculated an account in his mind. The cost spent on these hundreds of warriors alone was probably more than the annual expenditures of the Maori and Ouchi families on weapons and equipment. He seemed to understand a little bit why he had done so in the first place.
Mr. Qian asked for three hundred taels of gold a day. It cost a lot to raise such an elite army. If they really hired them, these three hundred taels of gold a day would be really not expensive. With this,
With sharp weapons, the remaining Western samurai, and the Mouri family's own soldiers, it seems that whether it is the Hosokawa family, the Maeda family, or all the famous names in Kyushu, he, Mouri Hiromoto, can think about it.
Three hundred taels of gold a day is only one hundred thousand taels of gold in a year. If the Maori family can use this power to gain control of Kyushu, so what! One hundred thousand taels is nothing!
After thinking about this joint clearly, he smiled slightly when facing the Tottori Castle that Qian Wubing offered with both hands: "The reward will naturally not be small, but the Maori family hopes to continue to hire Lord Qian's samurai..."