"These idiots, don't they understand what we mean?" Cao Jixiang, who was wearing iron armor and holding a telescope, had a look of astonishment on his face, looking at the short and narrow warships in the unknown port of Honshu Island in a panic.
The port was deployed to prepare a strong formation, and in the port, a large number of ashigaru armed with bamboo spears and wearing bamboo armor were arranging their formations in panic amidst the roars of the samurai, but their pairs were full of fear and fear.
Their desperate eyes were staring at the mountain that was several miles away from the port but still as tall as countless towering peaks, almost completely overwhelming their reason and fighting spirit.
"Haha, it seems that they want to have a showdown with my Ming fleet, haha..." Yuan Bin, who also saw this scene, couldn't help showing a relaxed and comfortable smile, and threw the telescope in his hand to his relatives.
Wei. "I can't believe that there are still people in this world who dare to challenge the warships of our Ming Navy."
"Wu Qingping, is this what you mean by walking across the street to meet each other?" Cao Jixiang turned his head over with a gloomy expression, looking at the people around him who were not wearing official uniforms or armors like most of the people on the ship, but just wearing a uniform.
A short, fat middle-aged man wearing a luxurious dark-patterned silk shirt.
Wu Qingping, who had a rich look on his face. The jade pendant on his body, his fingertips, and even the rosary beads he played with were made of the finest agarwood. At this time, his face looked humble and mournful. "Master Yuan, I really can't blame Xiao Xiao.
Yes, I have been dealing with these Japanese people for so many years. Although these Japanese people are ferocious and aggressive, they are also very trustworthy. I have sent my confidants to the accountant, and I don’t know what happened to them.
How could I have such a reaction?"
"I think it must be the officials here who saw the majesty of our Ming Dynasty navy, so they were panicked and confused." Yuan Bin laughed, nodded towards the merchant Wu Qingping and said: "You can lead me
It is a great achievement that the Ming Dynasty Navy is safe now. And I will not blame you for what happened today."
After hearing Yuan Bin's words, Wu Qingping was naturally relieved. With some trembling, he took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
Seeing his behavior like this, and Yuan Bin's explanation, Cao Jixiang didn't bother to question this person anymore. Yuan Bin's words did make sense. More importantly, whoever saw the sudden appearance of such a large Ming fleet
There is probably no country in the world that would not be frightened at its own gate.
"Master Yuan, please give me your instructions on what we should do." Cao Jixiang turned around and asked Yuan Bin. After all, Yuan Bin was not only the official envoy to the Japanese country this time, but also the one who was with the emperor.
His confidant, and since his mission was to go to Japan as an envoy, Cao Jixiang still wanted to ask Yuan Bin for his opinion since the other party showed hostility.
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"The mantis is just blocking the car. Send my order. The Dingfeng, Dingbo, Dinghai, and Dingyang will attack and sink all their small sampans for our family." Cao Jixiang raised his hand coldly.
From the corner of his mouth, he issued an order to the personal guard beside him. Soon, the flag was raised on the flagship. Soon, four Ming warships, like moving hills, slowly left the fleet and moved forward.
Okay, and those cannon windows have all been opened, revealing the dark and ferocious cannon muzzles one after another.
And when the Ming Dynasty's warship artillery spit out tubes of blazing white flames, the resistance of the Japanese warriors and warships was completely like paper. After only two rounds of artillery fire, only the Japanese warriors and warships were left on the sea.
There was a pile of debris and some desperate sailors floating on the sea.
At that port, the fighting spirit of the samurai dropped directly to negative values. As for the ashigaru, who were basically farmers' improvised weapons, they were so scared that they could not even hold the weapons in their hands, and many even simply threw away the bamboo in their hands.
Throwing down the gun, he ran towards that house with his head in his arms. He just wished he could stuff his head into the rice vat in that house, and never hear the terrible sound of cannons again, and never see those domestic warships being destroyed again.
That terrible fleet was easily destroyed.
When the navy of the Ming Dynasty put down the fast ship and landed at the port with two thousand soldiers armed with flintlock muskets, less than a quarter of an hour later, the general guarding the port had already led his warriors out of the city wall.
They all prostrated themselves to the ground and offered the sabers at their waists.
Faced with such a powerful force that had no way to counterattack or resist, the Japanese warriors who always believed in admiring the strong and despising the weak wisely chose to surrender, or in other words decided to believe in the man who almost killed them just now.
According to the accounts of the Ming Dynasty maritime merchants, this was just a mission from the Ming Dynasty, not an invader.
Less than a day later, Nanchao, far away in Yoshino, received news that the Ming Dynasty envoy was on a mission to Japan.
The capital of the Southern Dynasties, Yoshino in Nara, the contemporary Emperor Zunyi, was listening to the report of his minister Hatakeyama Yoshinori with a stunned look on his face. His expression was stiff and twisted, his heart was filled with rage, and his brain was blank, or rather.
It felt like the poor guy was knocked unconscious by a gold brick falling from the sky.
"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty's envoy is on his way to Yoshino. He will arrive in two days at most. Your Majesty, please make an early decision." Hatakeyama Yoshitsune looked excited and his voice became louder and louder.
For so many years, for so many years, although the Southern Dynasty has been the orthodoxy of Yamato and the authentic emperor with the three sacred weapons, due to the coercion of the damn shogunate and the treachery of those rebellious ministers and traitors, the Southern Dynasty has been at a disadvantage from the beginning.
This made several generations of emperors in the Southern Dynasties extremely depressed and resentful. They resented the samurai and many guardians who even raised their swords against the emperor for their own benefit.
At that time, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu forced Emperor Gogameyama to surrender to the Southern Dynasty, but in the end, due to the treachery of the shogun and the Emperor of the Northern Dynasty, he violated the agreement signed when he surrendered, that is, from Emperor Gouta to Emperor Go-Daigo.
The emperor's six generations of emperors succeeded each other alternately.
However, Emperor Go-Uta violated this agreement and allowed his son to inherit the throne, and the shogun also sided with Emperor Go-Uta. This made Emperor Go-Kameyama, who was revered as the Supreme Emperor after his surrender, extremely angry and fled.
He returned to Yoshino in Yamato (now Nara Prefecture) and reestablished the Southern Dynasty.
The reason why Emperor Go-Kameyama surrendered was because the power of the Southern Dynasty was far inferior to that of Emperor Go-Uta and the generals. But now, the re-established Southern Dynasty is just trying to survive.
This was because the shogun hoped to use the power of the Southern Dynasty to contain Emperor Go-Uta, so he never ruthlessly dealt with the Southern Dynasty, and sometimes even secretly obstructed the suppression of the Southern Dynasty by Emperor Go-Uta's group.
This allowed the Southern Dynasty to survive to this day.
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ps: The update arrived. The students took a look and went to take a nap first. It was really strange today. It actually took me almost an hour to get in to the backstage. It was tragic.
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