There were new people disembarking on the pier, and this was the last group of people from the Tokugawa family and the Mori family. These two groups of Japanese people were so incompatible that two batches of ships were needed to transport them.

The same clothes were in rags, the same disheveled faces. Seeing such a scene, Li Hu knew the quality of these so-called "Japanese soldiers". They might be fishermen, or they might be farmers. They were definitely not direct samurai from the two families, none of them.

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Most of the people sent by the Japanese country were like this. The first batch of elites sent over were just to give face to the eldest brother Li Xiao. For this expedition of a mercenary nature, everyone in the Japanese country handled it with a fooling attitude.

"Complete the team!" The people responsible for managing these people are real samurai from the Maori family and the Tokugawa family. They have been in Hainan for two months and are very familiar with this place.

Li Hu saw a group of Japanese people forming a team. The peasants, who had never stood in a line before, didn't know how to stand in a line at all. The sizes were uneven, and even if ten people lined up in a line, they would be crooked.

The military system of the Japanese people is different from that of the Ming Dynasty. Ten people serve as a small flag. There is also a general flag, a flag book and other things. Anyway, Li Hu didn't understand it for a long time. No matter what their military system is, after arriving in Hainan

The first thing is reorganization. According to the Ming Dynasty military system, the reorganization of squad, platoon, company, battalion, regiment and brigade, this multinational force can be reorganized into two divisions at most.

Of course, these two divisions are not in the order of battle of the Ming army.

To a certain extent, this battle was Li Hu's private military operation and had nothing to do with the Ming Dynasty.

Li Hu didn't understand the difference between them. What the hell! I just have my own territory. Li Hu, who has seen the world, always thinks about the canal in the distance. This has become an obsession in his heart.

, it must be completed within one’s lifetime.

Walking up to a Japanese soldier, this boy was only a little taller than Li Hu's navel. His young face was dirty, his eyes were big, and his dark eyes looked around, revealing his inner panic.

"Sending him here at such a young age? Is he as tall as a rifle?" Li Hu felt that a rifle with a bayonet on it would be taller than him.

"I don't think so!" Hong Yihan, who was following Li Hu, said with a strong sense of ridicule. Compared with the tall North Korean soldiers, the stature of these Japanese soldiers was indeed a bit miserable.

"How old you are!" Li Hu tried his best to put a smile on his face.

It's probably because Li Hu's smile was fake, or his acting skills were really limited. The little Japanese soldier almost cried out of fear. Hong Yihan translated it twice, but he still shrank his neck and didn't speak.

"You pig, the Commander is asking you something." A Japanese flag-bearer rushed over and growled at the little guy like a vicious dog.

This time it got even worse, and the little guy burst out crying.

There was a burst of laughter behind Li Hu. There were Mongolians and Jiaozhi people, and the ones who laughed most happily were the Koreans.

"Commander, my brother is fourteen years old this year." Another little guy stood up with a stubborn look on his face. His cheeks were bulging, and his black eyes stared at Li Hu fiercely.

"Oh!" Li Hu was a little surprised. He joined the army at the age of twelve. He has experienced hundreds of battles in these years, but he was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. His whole body naturally exuded a murderous aura. A teenager

The child actually dared to look at him. And he looked at him angrily, showing no timidity at all.

"What's your name? How old are you?" Li Hu looked at the Japanese boy with interest.

"Reply to the commander, my name is Momotaro. I am sixteen years old this year! That is my younger brother Momojiro, he is fourteen years old this year." The little guy's voice was loud, and he opened his shoulders when he spoke, trying to make himself look stronger.

This little guy gave Li Hu the feeling of a cobra about to attack.

"Momotaro! Very good, I will remember you." Li Hu took a careful look at Momotaro. If he has such courage at such a young age, he will definitely be a figure in the future.

"Commander! Can you give us two rice balls? My brother and I haven't eaten for two days." Momotaro shouted, his ribs kept moving.

"Hmm...!" Li Hu looked back. Could it be that he didn't care about food on the way? He hadn't eaten for two days. No wonder their brothers were so thin. In two days, they might starve to death.

"No meals are provided on the ship?" Li Hu was a little angry. You must know that the Japanese soldiers could receive supplies at various ports in the Ming Dynasty along the way. If they didn't eat the food, it meant someone was deducting it.

"Supply! But they were all robbed." Momotaro was a little frustrated.

Only then did Li Hu notice that there were bruises on the corners of his mouth and scars on his face. His little face was so dirty just now that he didn't notice it.

Li Hu was a little surprised that the rations would be robbed. Their food was prepared based on the standards of the garrison. Each meal was not said to be big fish or meat, but it was still no problem to fill the stomach. How could the rations be robbed?

"What's going on?"

"Master Hu! No one deducted rations. The rations we received at Daming Port were not enough. We could only distribute some rations to each person. It is estimated that others were not full, so they took the rations from the brothers. The Japanese have always

It's not surprising that the strong are respected." Hong Yihan explained to Li Hu from behind.

"Damn it!" Li Hu suddenly understood that it was the local officials who were up to something. Although the civil servants led by the Donglin Party had repeatedly resisted, under the iron-fisted suppression of Li Xiao, the civil servants were now completely helpless.

I don’t dare to let it go. But just because I don’t dare to do it openly doesn’t mean I won’t stumble in private.

After all, the civil service system of the Ming Dynasty has been in existence for more than two hundred years. No matter how good Li Xiao is, he cannot change all the officials in the world within a few years. This bureaucratic system cannot be replaced at present, at least not comprehensively. Local governments

In fact, many of the officials at the top are scholars who have their hearts set on Donglin.

"Write a letter to my elder brother and investigate these bastards strictly." Li Hu was so angry that his teeth almost broke.

"Take them to eat. Don't eat too much. Don't starve a few of them to death." When Cao Er saw Li Hu's look, he knew that the boss was going to run away, so he hurriedly ordered down and led these Japanese soldiers to eat.

"Give us two rice balls, and our lives will be yours." Momotaro couldn't understand what Cao Er was talking about. He only knew that the high official in front of him was leaving.

"Give them!" Li Hu took out two packs of biscuits from Cao Erluzi's bag. This bastard always carries snacks with him. Because of this bitch's fault, this kid was scolded by Li Hu a lot.

Afraid that Momotaro would not be able to open the package, Li Hu directly tore open the cardboard package. Momotaro picked up a biscuit and put it into his mouth, his eyes immediately lit up. Then he grabbed a handful of biscuits and stuffed them directly into Momotaro's mouth.

Soon, the two brothers transformed into giant squirrels and kept stuffing biscuits into their mouths.

Li Hu didn't like to see such a scene, so he walked away with a livid face. Momotaro's voice came from behind him: "My brother and I's lives are yours."

No one cared about what the two brothers said, they all regarded it as fun.

Li Hu holds an army of 50,000 people from various countries. If he relies on two Japanese children, it is better not to fight this battle.

But Li Hu didn't know that these two children really saved one of his lives.

Li Hu went back and wrote a letter, scolding the local officials in Zhejiang, Fujian, and Guangdong. If he didn't want to train the army here, he really wanted to sail a boat to repair these bastards himself. He swore that he would never do this in his place in the future.

official.

Today is the last batch of troops. Soldiers from various countries belonging to Li Hu have finally arrived. There are 52,000 people in total, including 2,000 veterans of the Liao army recruited by Li Hu in Liaodong. These veterans are responsible for training this army, so that

They have as much control over the guys as possible before next spring.

According to the plan, the attack will be launched around Qingming Festival next year. A typhoon will occur in July, leaving Li Hu with a very short window of time.
Chapter completed!