Tao Shaozhang held a long sword in his hand, and instead of wearing a spotless Confucian robe, he had changed into an animal skin skirt with local characteristics.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."
The uncle swung his long sword, leaving a trail of blood, and more than a hundred local natives rushed towards the fleeing Ermian army.
An indigenous woman with totems all over her body but a beautiful face and a tall figure shyly handed the water bag to Tao Shaozhang.
"Kill them all, leaving no one alive!" Tao Shaozhang shouted, took the water bag, and without even looking at the girl, poured the water in the water bag over his head.
A Yi squatted next to Feng Daoren: "Is it her? Is it her? Is the peach blossom you are talking about this girl?"
The Feng Taoist shook his head: "No, that's strange. Could it be that the old Taoist misunderstood?"
In the distance, six or seven indigenous girls, their hearts beating wildly, looked at Tao Shaozhang's weak body, their eyes full of little stars.
Wang Tianyu, who filled the porcelain jar with strong fire oil, muttered: "Slut."
Not only Wang Tianyu was jealous of his uncle, but Qiu Baoyu, who had just landed on the island, was also very jealous.
"This general is much more powerful than Lord Tao, why don't any ladies look at me more?"
Wang Tianyu ignored him.
Yes, Tao Shaozhang has become the "idol" of many people inexplicably. He is the most popular person among the Chang people.
It’s not because my uncle is so good at fighting, it’s because he teaches Chinese to the people, teaches their children how to play games, teaches everything that can be taught, and treats every person with care, enthusiasm, and wealth.
Patient.
Nearly two months have passed since Chu Qing left. In addition to Dajun brother personally bringing people to support, a total of seven local tribes also joined.
Once upon a time, Japanese thieves came to the island to search for all the foreigners and kill them all.
Now, Brother Dajun personally leads the people, capturing people all over the island and driving them to death.
Tao Shaozhang, Cao Hu's father, Cao Hu, and Xiao Yi built defense lines at different locations on the island, not on the beach, but in the dense forest. As long as there were Japanese thieves approaching the shore, Qin Qi would lead them.
They went to seize the ship, while the others laid a dragnet to kill all the Japanese thieves who penetrated deep into the island.
There are brave and skilled boat divisions, the Hu tribe and indigenous people who are like forest beasts, as well as gunpowder crossbows and fire oil. Before the pirates landed on the island, who would have thought that when they stepped on the beach, they would be stepping on the beach.
On an island of death.
Almost all the most outstanding generals of the two generations of Dachang Dynasty, Zhongqing Dynasty and Qing Dynasty were on this island. The Japanese thieves who came to plunder this island had no idea what they were facing.
The third brother's assistant, Wang Tongtong, has now become the uncle's personal attendant, running over from a distance, shouting.
"My lord, my lord, my lord, two ships, two warships, General Qin has succeeded."
The uncle smiled and nodded, turned around, and threw the water bag to the indigenous girl just now, which caused another burst of excited screams.
Qiu Tianyu angrily kicked down the kerosene jar next to him: "Fucking slut!"
"*You*!" Wang Tianyu was knocked down by Qiu Baoyu, and he got on top of him and beat him.
Wang Tianyu had just filled those kerosene jars, and the two started fighting again.
A vague roar came from the west. The Fengdao man who was sitting cross-legged listened and looked slightly disappointed: "It seems that General Sheng has found the Ermian Army's camp again. The distance is too far, so there is no need."
Respond."
"What are you going to do? General Sheng and Chief Cao have elites under their command. There are also six thousand tigers and two cattle warriors. There are not many people left in the Ermen army. They can't lose."
Everything went as smoothly as Chu Qing planned. It should be said that it was even more perfect than he planned.
With a decree issued by Emperor Eshima, Japanese bandits from all over the island boarded ships and landed on Ryukyu Island, hoping to drive out all the local natives and occupy the magpie nest.
Little did they know, Dachang's most elite troops were already arriving in a steady stream, uniting all the indigenous tribes and using gunpowder crossbows, strong fire oil, and divine arm crossbows to kill any Japanese thieves who set foot on Ryukyu Island!
Chu Qing's decision was a big gamble.
Once Yingdao sends troops to the East China Sea and sees through that Chu Qing did not rebel against the Chang Dynasty but was just putting on a show, then the three defenders in the East China Sea will all be new soldiers without many elites, so things can easily go wrong.
But if this happens, Brother Dajun will lead everyone to kill Yingdao. In the worst case, it will be what Chu Qing said before, one for one!
Even if the Ying thieves landed on the Three Roads of the East China Sea, passed through the coastal defense tower, and killed one person, Brother Dajun would lead his men to kill ten people on Yingdao. This did not count as besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao. It was just a matter of who was more ruthless than the other. He could not save one person.
It's better to kill ten people and pay blood for blood!
If nothing goes wrong, according to Chu Qing's plan, once the Ying thieves led by Uchi Shendai are wiped out and their ships are seized, the troops can be divided into two groups, one starting from the East China Sea Three Roads, and the other starting from Ryukyu Island, and landing in the same way.
Yingdao goes on a killing spree!
The advantage of this plan is that if something unexpected happens, you can adapt accordingly. If the Japanese pirates don't go to the East China Sea and have too much time to take care of themselves, the East China Sea Three Roads can still build ships safely. They only need to send a steady stream of troops to Ryukyu Island.
The escaped Japanese thieves were brought back. More than seventy people were crying bitterly. It was obvious that they were not officers and soldiers of the Southern Fleet Army, but some common people from the Japanese island.
A half-grown boy ran over, mercilessly stabbed the heart of one of the thieves with his dagger, and twisted the dagger hard.
The soldiers wanted to go up and pull the indigenous child back, but the boy was yelling, tears were thrown into the air, and his eyes were full of anger.
Even after killing so many Japanese thieves, the hatred in the hearts of these natives and orphans still cannot be reduced by half.
Tao Shaozhang walked over and asked Junwu to push him away. Then he squatted down, stroked the child's forehead, and showed a warm smile.
"Revenge is like walking into a dim room. The deeper you go, the darker it becomes. When you walk out, you will find another room without lights, passing through one after another, until one day
You suddenly find that the road under your feet has turned into an abyss, and you have become one with the abyss without realizing it."
Tao Shaozhang slowly took the short knife from the child's hand and nodded slightly: "Don't let hatred blind your heart. Leave the murder to your father and brother, just leave it to us."
The child didn't understand, but he bit his lip tightly, nodded, wiped his tears, and gave Tao Shaozhang an extremely awkward Han gift.
The child stopped killing and walked away. However, Feng Taoist seemed to be possessed by a demon. His long sword was unsheathed and looked like a ghost. The long sword in his hand stabbed out one after another. His figure kept moving. In just a few breaths, these Yings kneeling on the ground
All the thieves fell in a pool of blood.
Feng Daoren took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his breathing.
Wang Tianyu, who was pinned to the ground by Qiu Baoyu and was eating sand, shouted: "Old Taoist, you have regressed. There are seventeen people in four breaths. The day before yesterday, you could still have fifteen people in three breaths."
Feng Taoist curled his lips and muttered something unknown.
On the west side, explosions were heard again, three times in a row.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Wang Tianyu pushed his shoulder away from Qiu Baoyu, who was on his back, and said anxiously: "Warning, Brother Dajun has encountered a tough situation!"
Feng Daoren was just about to ask everyone to assemble when he suddenly noticed that a trace of red light flashed on his uncle's forehead, which was extremely strange.
Looking at the indigenous women who diligently put on Tao Shaozhang's armor, Feng Daoren became more and more confused, wondering if he had seen it wrong?
