Chapter 10: A toast to my brothers, a toast to the Ming Dynasty Aoki Kazuyama felt that he had the potential to become a famous general, which was one of the motivations for him to go into business. In Japan, which is in a state of near-chaos, a leader who does not understand military tactics is like a child walking in a busy city holding coins. If he wants his future father-in-law to be at ease handing over his power to him, he must demonstrate his ability to be in charge of everything and have great military skills. He has been invincible in the past three years. If he had not fallen ill last year and rested until the end of the year, causing his food reserves to run out, Qingmu Yishan would not have come to plunder in such a hurry. In a letter to his future wife, he wrote: "On the first day of the new year, I dreamed of a high mountain. I looked up and looked, but I couldn't see the top of the mountain. It was so high and dangerous..." "Run!" The once arrogant subordinates were now running away like wild dogs, passing by Aoki Ichiyama one by one. The wound on the sole of his foot pierced by the caltrops was getting more and more painful. Qingmu Yishan gritted his teeth and said, "I will find out which Ming army it is. When I make a comeback, I will definitely avenge my previous humiliation!" The Japanese pirates running beside him panted: "Leader Ying... Ying..." A scream came from the front, "What is that?"
Aoki Yishan's heart suddenly sank. He looked up and saw smoke rising into the sky from the direction of the coast. "Someone's burning the boat!" The Japanese pirates shouted in panic and ran faster and faster. That's their way out! When he saw the more than ten burning ships, Aoki Ichiyama also saw the Ming army lined up on the shore. The leader pointed a knife at the Japanese pirates and shouted, "Japanese slaves, Chen Ba has been waiting for a long time under Maocai's order." Qing Mu Yi Shan stopped and said in despair: "The generals of the Ming army planned every step ahead. I...didn't deserve to be defeated." The Japanese pirates stopped. There was no point in charging. Without ships, even if they defeated the Ming army, could they still flee on the sea? Aoki Ichiyama turned around slowly. The Ming army is already chasing us. "I am Aoki Ichiyama..." "Grandpa, a captain of the Ming Dynasty..." Zhang Mao was just about to sign up like in the opera. "Shoot!" Jiang Qingzhi was weak and could only ride a horse. He shouted without any heroic spirit. The archers unleashed a hail of arrows without hesitation. The remaining Japanese pirates huddled together, having lost most of their shields while fleeing, and were now howling helplessly in the hail of arrows. "Maocai." A general coughed and said, "For these two armies to face off, generals, do you want to sign up?" "You've listened to too many books!" Jiang Qingzhi frowned and asked, "Who's on the other side?" Jiang Qingzhi pointed at the Japanese pirates huddled together and said, "This is a group of beasts who have committed countless crimes in the Ming Dynasty. For such people, there is only one word: kill!"
Maocai is so happy! Everyone looked at Jiang Qingzhi. "Surrender." Jiang Qingzhi said lightly. "Don't kill?" the general asked with a red face. "The most painful moment for a person is not the moment of being killed," Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "but the time waiting for death. Life is worse than death." "Abandon the knife and kneel down to avoid killing!" The Ming army roared. The remaining thirty or so Japanese pirates looked at each other in bewilderment. Deus Ex? Don't be funny, at this moment the Ming army's morale was high and they surrounded them. Just use a bow and arrow to kill them. "I am from the Ming Dynasty!" A Japanese pirate knelt down and cried, "General, I am from the Ming Dynasty!" Many people along the coast felt that farming was less fun than plundering, so they joined the pirates. They were familiar with the terrain and often served as guides. Jiang Qingzhi's eyes were particularly cold. Such people are more hateful than the real Japanese pirates. "I am willing to surrender!" In an instant, more than ten people knelt down, speaking the Ming dialect. Those who gathered around Aoki Ichiyama were all true Japanese and diehard elements. "leader!" Everyone was waiting for Aoki Ichiyama's decision. Aoki Kazuyama thought of the girl. I thought of the mountains in my dreams. His cheeks trembled as he slowly knelt down. "leader!" Everyone looked at their leader kneeling on the ground in disbelief. "I am Qing Mu Yi Shan." Qing Mu Yi Shan looked up at Zhang Mao, admiration welling up in his heart, "I think I have good military tactics, but the general never gave me a chance in this battle. The seemingly ordinary means, but I was ahead step by step, leaving me no room for other choices. "To deploy troops to this level is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace, it is extremely clever. May I ask the general's name, so that I can admit defeat with all my heart."
The interpreter translates out loud. The surrounding area became quiet. Qingmu Yishan noticed that everyone turned around, even Zhang Mao. He looked over and saw the young man on horseback coughing lightly. Some soldiers around him took out dry food and handed it to him attentively, some held water bags, and some were ready to help him get off the horse to rest... Which young man is this who comes to enjoy the spring? But looking at the burning eyes of the Ming army soldiers, Qingmu Yishan howled in disbelief, "Impossible! I am full of talent, how could I lose to a teenager?" Jiang Qingzhi took a sip of water, took a bite of the dry food, and asked, "Why is he howling?" The interpreter said, "Maocai, this is the leader of the pirates. He said he is full of talent and he doesn't believe that it was Maocai who defeated him." In the 21st century, the military of the United States is promoting the Chinese military strategy. Jiang Qingzhi collected dozens of military strategies on the Internet and learned them in line with the times. Not only did he learn, but he also put it into practice, using the military tactics passed down by his ancestors in various battles with government forces and the Eagle Sauce. "He is qualified to play the Art of War?" Jiang Qingzhi burped, and a soldier handed him a water bag. "Maocai is his ancestor in playing the Art of War. Maocai, drink some water first." Without waiting for the interpreter to speak, a Japanese pirate from the Ming Dynasty flatteredly translated it, adding fuel to the fire: "... the Ming master said that when it comes to the art of war, you are this... You are not even qualified to be the master's grandson." The Japanese pirate raised his little finger, feeling that it was not good enough, and said, "You are not even worthy of leading the horse for the master!" Aoki Izan looked up to the sky and sighed, "Ryoko, the mountain in my dream is this young man! The heaven wanted to destroy me, so it let me meet him." Qing Mu Yi Shan suddenly bowed his head and said, "I am willing to be your slave. I swear that if I betray you, I will die without a burial place." The fact that he could resolutely bow his head under the threat of the daughter of a wealthy family showed that he was not the kind of person who was willing to die. Jiang Qingzhi rode out on his horse. Sun Chonglou, covered in blood, walked on the left, and several soldiers with knives in hand slowly followed Jiang Qingzhi. This actually looks like a royal family traveling. Jiang Qingzhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When he arrived at the front, Jiang Qingzhi looked at the Japanese pirates, but what came to his mind were the scenes from the movie. Screams, wails, grief and anger...blood everywhere. His eyelids twitched. Open up. "Break the legs!" After saying this, Jiang Qingzhi turned his horse around. "No!" A Japanese pirate jumped up and tried to resist. He was immediately shot into a hedgehog by the waiting archers. "Do it!"
It was Wang Yu who spoke, and then he forced a smile at Jiang Qingzhi. Jiang Qingzhi sneered to himself, thinking that this person was quite interesting. The Ming army rushed forward, and in an instant the sounds of broken bones and screams were heard everywhere. "Master, why don't you kill them?" Sun Chonglou was puzzled. "Nanjing needs survivors." Jiang Qing got off his horse and felt a little sore in his buttocks. "Besides, with the Japanese pirates at hand, we can prevent those scholars from playing tricks." "What a mess!" Sun Chonglou was a little annoyed. "No." Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, "It's calling a deer a horse." For example, when an attempt to seize credit failed, the scholars and officials were so angry that they simply accused Jiang Qingzhi and others of killing innocent people to take credit. Jiang Qingzhi never overestimated the integrity of the literati of this era. Zhang Mao came over with a flushed face, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Great achievement! Maocai!" "How many heads are there?" Jiang Qingzhi felt that this guy had lost his composure. "Maocai, you don't know, there has never been such a great victory on the southeast coast in recent years!" Zhang Mao laughed, "Killing more than ten Japanese pirates can be called a great victory, and the leader can be called a knowledgeable soldier. This time we killed nearly two hundred enemies, which is a great victory that has never been seen in recent years!" Hey! This standard is really too low. "Be more reserved." Jiang Qingzhi shook his head and sighed, "Otherwise, if we kill thousands of Japanese pirates in a battle, won't your eyes pop out?" Zhang Mao was dumbfounded. "Thousands? No way!" Jiang Qingzhi just smiled, but Zhang Mao saw seriousness in his eyes again. Sun Chonglou asked, "Captain Zhang, can the young master and I atone for our sins?" "More than enough. If not!" Zhang Mao suddenly said seriously, "I will write to Nanjing and ask for justice for Maocai." This guy's temper is slippery and ruthless, why has he changed? Jiang Qingzhi jokingly said, "Aren't you afraid of offending the officials in Nanjing and suppressing your achievements?" "People are all made of flesh and blood." Zhang Mao sighed, "If it weren't for Mao Cai, how could I have achieved any credit? I would have been sentenced to death." Jiang Qingzhi was a little surprised, but looking at Zhang Mao's sincere eyes, he suddenly felt warm in his heart. There is still hope for this Ming Dynasty after all. At this time someone came to report. "Maocai, Qianhu, together with the Japanese pirates on the ship, we killed 97 enemies and captured 35." This is a great victory! There was excitement in the soldiers' eyes. When the news reached Nanjing, and then the capital... Everyone is looking forward to it.
Slowly looked at the young man. An old soldier praised: "The last time I went to the city, I happened to see the prefect's second son on a trip. Everyone praised him as a beautiful and elegant man. But compared with Master Maocai, that man is just like a dead tree." Jiang Qingzhi didn't care about the rest of the things and took Sun Chonglou to go fishing with great enthusiasm. We got a lot of oysters and some jumping fish. “The oysters are grilled, and this fish is fried.” Jiang Qingzhi has been eating the same food as pigs these days and is extremely greedy. After returning to the village, Zhang Mao spent money to buy a lot of wine and food. After learning the news of the great victory, the villagers sent all kinds of food from their homes. "for free!" "If anyone dares to give me money, I will lie down and not move." The soldiers were somewhat uncomfortable with the enthusiasm of the villagers. "Here, these two dishes are for the young master, cook them well." Sun Chonglou sent oysters and jumping fish to the kitchen. When the chef heard that these were Jiang Maocai's dishes, he used all his skills to make the two dishes look good, fragrant and you-like. "Don't be so greedy, this is Maocai's." Several soldiers were upset that the chef was showing favoritism. After learning that it was Jiang Qingzhi's dish, they apologized and left in embarrassment. "This is the first time these butchers have been so polite to me!" the cook cursed with a smile. "You are blessed by Maocai." Another cook laughed. "Yes!" The cook pointed at the laughing soldiers with a red face, "We are all thanks to Maocai." During the banquet, Jiang Qingzhi was toasted by everyone. After two glasses of wine, Jiang Qingzhi started coughing violently. "Get out!" Zhang Mao took action and drove away the group of bastards who were toasting him. Jiang Qingzhi's pale face became more red and he stood up and raised his glass. "This cup is for the brothers who died in battle!" Everyone was solemn. Spill the wine on the ground. Then Jiang Qingzhi raised his glass again. "This cup is for Ming Dynasty!" In my mind, the cauldron suddenly started spinning... (End of this chapter)
