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chapter two hundred and seventy six

When it comes to island countries, I think it seems that all seasons are like spring. Why not be warm? Even if there is snow, it is still a hot spring like Hokkaido that is filled with heat in the ice and snow, and the monkeys soaked in the spring water.

But these are just enjoyed by modern people from the advanced era in the future. In this era, the snow in Japan is very big! It’s very cold!

Half of the tree was buried under the snow, the branches were rustling, and a few black shadows rats were swaying like that. The splashing snowflakes reflected a gorgeous color against the sun. However, this was not romantic, but it was extremely cruel. I didn't care about my hands that were so painful that I felt cold, nor did I care about my hard tree body. I opened the hard bark, and the soft tree body was exposed inside, and it was immediately torn off and stuffed into my mouth.

Several people were like wild deer, fighting for dry and cold bark. One of them, who was thin and small, became an advantage. With a small squeeze in front, he pulled off a large piece and squeezed it back outside. Just like eating the best kaiseki cuisine in Kyoto, all of them were swollen into their mouths. The stomach, which had been rumbling for a few days, was finally comforted. Sitting in the snow pit, the little dark face finally showed a bit of satisfaction.

But before waiting for this cheap happiness moment, it was almost impossible to wait for a thunderous sound, and a long rain of arrows pierced into the snow in front of him, scaring the little man suddenly cleverly.

"The warriors are here!"

I don't know who roared, and the black rats who were still gnawing on the bark of the lonely tree immediately scattered in horror, but the dense rain of arrows could not distinguish between them, and the raindrops fell down like that. The people who had just eaten the tree body rushed to the ground, and the hot blood was spilling, and the injured trees were renupted.

The little man rushed forward in horror, but with a snarling sound, the young man in the village was shot in front of him, and then trembled and ran back. On the small hillside, there was a red doll ball and a text on the neck flag with a three-star pattern on the back, holding a samurai sword with a flashing cold light, burning up like the fire in winter. He turned around and wanted to run away. I don’t know when, on the small hillside behind him, the warrior wearing black doll balls and the three-leaf sunflower pattern on the neck flag was also holding a spear and roaring forward.

There was no way to escape, the little man simply hugged his head and rolled into the snow pit he had just dug.

In the sky, countless arrows were scattered and shot hard into the body of the warrior. The person who was caught in the arrow suddenly fell to the ground. The wound was covered with a warm bright red color, and quickly dyed a large area of ​​white snow. In the convulsion, it quickly turned into cold frozen corpses in the ice and snow. Then there were fierce close forces. As the little man shivered, the samurai sword and the warrior spear collided violently on his head and sparked sparks. The blood dripping sprinkled from the desperate cry of the dying warrior was as brilliant as when the cherry blossoms withered.

I don’t know how long the hell-like fight lasted, but finally returned to a dead silence again. Only the crows were whispered and the sound of wings flapping. After being accidentally injured by seven or eight knives, the unlucky tree also fell down with a bang. A rustling like a rat suddenly sounded at the foot of the tree. The corpses piled up with pits seemed to come alive, and their arms and thighs drooped to one side. Finally, a black face covered with blood and black face emerged from the pile of corpses with difficulty, full of confusion, and the small man looked down at the top of the head.

A few miles apart, dense red and black meet, and it stretched out more than ten miles. Under the weak sunlight, the white snow was dyed red.

Miyako's blackness was still overwhelming with a three-star redness, and stepped on the Maori family emblem. The black shogunate army marched forward with a blood-stained spear. A dozen Daming in red armor also knelt under Miyako's flag with a flattering smile on his face and kept kowtowing.

If Mao Jue was here, he would definitely recognize this horned helmet standing under the Tokugawa family, and still has a beaded bag in the middle, his old rival under Nagasaki City, Nobutsu Matsuhira!

Originally, Lao Teng was defeated in Kyushu Island and wanted to lead his army back to Edo, so he was considered guilty. However, Mao Jue was so capable that he beat Kyushu. He even killed Honshu Island in one breath, beating the Maeda family 1.2 million Ishiming Daming. Japanese Zhang Fei, and Tadaka Honda Tada's son Tadataka also lost repeatedly. He also beat Edo Castle in Edo Castle and collapsed the Tianshou Pavilion built by Tokugawa Ieyasu, who looked like a hole in the face. If he was judged according to the crime of defeat, he would have to be in prison.

Moreover, this time the Tokugawa shogunate was slapped hard in front of the princes of the world, and the general's family had to find someone to save face. As a royal family member, Nobutsu Matsuhira was carried out again and did not sue him for rebellion. Instead, he shouted everywhere. Don't look at the fierce and cruel little thief Mao Jue, our Tokugawa family had known about his two tricks for a long time!

As for why I didn't stop it, no one asked too much.

This time the Maori family rebelled, and the reused Matsuhira Nobuzu once again robbed the general's seal and led the Kanto samurai to the west.

It really responded to Yuan Chonghuan's comment. The Maori family seemed to be aggressive, but in fact it was just the grasshoppers after autumn, which could not be jumped for a few days. In An Yunguo, who started the Maori family, the Maori family tasted the sadness that Mizunashi Ishida once sang on the battlefield of the Sekihara Battle 34 years ago.

This time, Matsuhira Nobuzu also learned a lesson in Mao Jue. Without preparing, the Americans were entangled with the powerful Maori army. Relying on the advantages of the shogunate commanding the entire country of Japan, he took Awaji Island and Shikoku Island to land directly on Anyun. He showed off his skills under the noses of the Maori family, which had outstanding navy troops in history.

The back road was exposed. Whether it was Mori Hide or Shido Ryo Village, they were obviously not so bold. They gave up the close-know Kyoto of Ukraine. They also conquered more than a dozen daimyos and about 80,000 former officials of the Mori family braved the heavy snow and cold to withdraw from the United States, and went thousands of miles to face Matsuhira Nobusuo.

In fact, Matsuhira Nobutsu must have few troops. He has only a little over 40,000 troops in his hands. However, it is similar to Mao Jue's strategy. He can set up a battlefield, rest the army, and wait for his leisure to work. When the Maori family defeated the Takeda family in the West, he attacked Kawatun and settled the military camp, waiting for Maori Hide to return.

Then there is this scene today.

During the Sekigahara Battle, the main force of the East Army attacked the Western Army in turn, and all the troops at hand had been put into the battlefield. Mitsunari Ishida ordered people to light up the smoke and call on all allies. It was time to defeat the enemy with one word, but the Maori family, as the general of the Western Army, remained silent and claimed that Nangongshan would not fight. He watched Mitsunari Ishida's demise.

Today, it is like history has repeated. The tired Maori samurai samurai, with the rage of betrayal, and the attacking Matsuhira Nobutsu Army was in full swing. When the fierce battle was in full swing, Shido Ryomura ordered the ignition of wolf smoke and ordered the subordinate Maori family to advance together, but just like Nangongshan did not fight, more than 40,000 new forces of more than a dozen Daming families also allowed the wolf smoke to blacken half of the sky, but none of them responded.

Here, Matsuhira Nobuzu used the tactics of the Tokugawa Ieyasu Osaka Summer Formation back then, using the central army to attract the Maori family, retreating in its continuous attacks, stretching the battle formation, and the main force continued to attack the Maori family on both wings. It has to be admitted that despite being tired, with the resentment in his stomach, these Maori samurai also fought bravely, but no matter how powerful the army was, it could not withstand the attack on both sides. Even Yukimura Sanada, who claimed to be the number one soldier in Japan, was defeated by Tokugawa Ieyasu's move, and the Maori family did not have many kidneys.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the main force of the Maori family, who had fought hard for most of the day, completely collapsed. Thousands of three-star warriors fled from the battlefield exhausted, and about 35 to 4500 people were killed and injured here.

Matsuhira Nobuzu did not chase him. On the one hand, the Tokugawa army suffered a lot of injuries under the offensive of Maori Samurai, and its formation is now a bit chaotic. On the other hand, there are more than 40,000 people fighting on the battlefield, which is also a force.

So it was just now that, with the promise of the shogunate envoy to be unyielding, more than a dozen daimyos once again knelt under the Tokugawa family's three-leaf aoki pattern. After sending troops for three months, the Mori family's Daye, which was spread across the western country, turned into nothing in one battle.

In the bitter cold wind, there was a strong smell of blood. I could see the middle of the battlefield under a broken tree on the smooth hillside. A silly figure stared at the corpses all over the ground. There was no ordinary knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Matsuhira Nobutsu vomited a few breaths of cold air.

This kung fu, a roar of praise sounded behind him, which was also considered to be Mao Jue's old acquaintance, Matsuhira Nobuzuka's allies in the court, and the old man Aoyama Yukizuna, who was personally visiting the battlefield. The old man was wrapped in a box-sized Japanese sedan chair, and walked over with a smile and holding his fist.

"It's worthy of being the tiger of the relatives! I think the Maori family is a hero for a while. They fought hard for more than three months and defeated several large troops of the shogunate to attack the army. However, as soon as Nobutsu took action, he was defeated. It seems that I promised my granddaughter to go back and watch the cherry blossoms with her. It's possible! Haha!"

If it was an oil painting point, it would be time to flatter you now. Everyone is happy, how great it is, but famous generals are famous generals. As some of the top think tanks in the Matsuhira family, Nobutsu Matsuhira not only did not have the joy of victory, but his eyes were deep and he looked southwest tightly.

"If it were the Maori family, Matsuhira Nobuzu can destroy it alone. It is no problem to remove a major hidden danger in the southwest of the shogunate. I am afraid that the one on the other side of the sea will not give up this opportunity. Aoyama-kun, you should not take things too simply!"

"There are some fighting!"

This made Aoyama Yukien couldn't help but choke. After a moment, the old man shook his head in disbelief.

"Mr. Nobuo Takashi has been worried about it! Mao Jue, a Dongjiang general in Ming Dynasty, is indeed a powerful general, but he is a military general under the Ming Dynasty. After all, he is a military general under the Ming Dynasty. The special envoy of the shogunate has landed in Zhejiang and has been on the Ming Dynasty for several months. According to the Ming Dynasty's habit of guarding the situation, maybe Mao Dongjiang has been locked in the capital by the Jinyiwei. Is he still possible to interfere in our Japan?"

"It's not possible, he should have taken action!"

His eyes were as cold as the cold wind, but Matsuhira Nobuzu's gaze moved away from the southwest, but instead he turned around and looked in the direction behind him.

"Maybe this time is a joint war that is no less than the Sekigahara War! Deciding on the world's joint war, the shogunate side, I hope that the old master will mediate more, and we must prepare in advance!"

Even though he said so, Yukizuna Aoyama was also a little moved. However, thinking about the quarrel between the old masters of the shogunate before sending troops, the old man Aoyama also struggled to spit out a mouthful of white mist.

…………

The one who knows you best is your enemy! This sentence is true. When the Maori family has not yet shown its defeat, Mao Jue has already started to act. This time his tentacles are still deep into the old acquaintance, Kyushu Island.

Shimazu family, Kagoshima Castle, Satsuma Phantara.

Kyushu Island has always been regarded as the countryside of Japan. It is completely different from the prosperous Kanto. It is completely different from the Edo Tokugawa Datenmu and Osaka Toyotomi Datenmu. The stone-wood structure of Shimazu third floor always maintains a strong military flavor. The wall is at least twice as thick as Tokugawa Datenmu. There are more than a dozen large tubes on the second floor that are eyeing each other. It is not unreasonable to become the four powerful vassals in the southwest that have reversed the power of Makuma.

Unlike the Tokugawa Shogunate, the samurai retainers here also retain the most fierce and primitive tradition of samurai. In the main hall, from Shimazu Hiroshimazu, to the sanctuary Shimazu, the thirty or forty people, all of them were led by the Mediterranean style. They were bald in the middle, and they placed a knife on their left hand and knelt in the middle.

The eyes were like an old wolf staring at a sheep, staring at the middle.

However, as the eyes gathered, Song Datou not only did not feel embarrassed at all, but was still the old god, holding his arms full of smiles.

To be honest, he really thanked Mao Jue for sending him to Japan. In the Ming Dynasty, he was Song Dwarf and Song Datou, but here, his height actually reached an average height. Even the warriors here were shorter than him, which greatly satisfied the vanity of Song Grand Military Commander.

When people have confidence and confidence, they will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort when doing anything. They are not used to kneeling like them, standing in the middle of the hall with their arms standing tall, carrying the pride of the heavenly kingdom. Song Xiance asked calmly.
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