Japan is a hierarchical society, with emperors, generals, ministers, daimyos, samurai, and commoners...... There are also subdivisions within different classes, and the samurai class alone has different classifications such as sergeant, corporal, and wild samurai.

These strata are subordinate to each other, and it is clear that the upper and lower elites are not only given various privileges and superior privileges, but they are even able to deprive the lower strata of their lives.

The corporal could swing his sword at the untouchables, and the sergeant could kill the corporal who rushed at them, and the daimyo could kill the samurai class without blinking.

If you want to survive in ancient Japan, the first thing you need to learn is to distinguish the class of the crowd, you must understand what kind of people you can't afford to offend, and when you see a big person who can take your life lightly, you either hide far away, or quickly kneel on the ground and load wild grass and stones.

However, the sergeants of the Shimazu family obviously played this game badly, maybe the victory in Choshu made them overzealous, or maybe today's sake has more stamina, these red-faced and thick-necked Shimazu samurai actually regarded the sword drawing team as wild samurai who could be tortured and killed at will.

Actually, it's not entirely to blame them, the new army has iron-like discipline, and the prime minister secretly entered Kagoshima, so they can't leak secrets to adults, and this group of people themselves are from wild samurai and pirates, and now someone asks about the restoration of their original face.

But the new army has been brought by Xiao Letian with great pride, and the sword drawing team that killed foreigners in Europa is no longer the wild samurai who bullied and flattered in the past, and their backbones have been smashed into steel nails and can no longer be bent.

Tough on tough, coupled with the instigation of people with ulterior motives and the narcoticsof of alcohol, a bloody conflict is inevitable.

When the heavily armed sword-drawing team appeared in front of the samurai in military uniforms, they were all stupid, and they found that they were the ones who did not understand the superiority and humility the most.

Xiao Lotian is the prime minister of the East China Sea who has to bow his head to the head of the Shimazu family, and he is the great master of Western studies who is admired by the emperor, so his personal guards, according to the division of Japanese classes, I am afraid that it can only be said that the two identities of the emperor's guard and the samurai directly under the Tokugawa family can be regarded as equal.

And these two classes are already at the top of the samurai class, and they are not at all humiliated by the group of sergeants of the Shimazu family, and the Shimazu samurai who want to understand are all awake from drinking, and they all look at the light blue military uniform phalanx formed by the sword drawing team in horror, as well as the Roman sail frigate in the harbor.

The sound of gunfire had already alarmed the nobles in the city, and soon the cavalry team led by Kayama Liyuan rushed out, and when they saw the posture on the long street, they were immediately furious.

"Baga! Baga! How dare these bastards clash with the Prime Minister's Guard, and arrest them and put them in a dungeon...... The leader was to cut off his head and show the public...... "A group of ashigaru rushed from behind the cavalry, and began to tie people up with ropes.

Noheita walked to the side of Kayama Kurigen and said worriedly, "My lord, now is not the time to punish them in a hurry, now the prime minister must be transferred, the news of your lord's coming to Japan has been leaked, this is the most important thing!"

As he was talking, there was a dense sound of horses' hooves from the castle tower, and it was Xiao Lotian who started with it, "All the swordsmen are assembled, stand upright, and salute!"

Xiao Lotian rushed over and lashed at the two godsons, and his face was bleeding, "Bastard, I let you take shifts and take vacations, but I pity you for not returning to China for a long time, I want you to relax, but look at what you have done? Military secrets have not been kept, and there is a conflict with friendly forces...... I really want to hang you all here!"

"Do you have a lot of money? Silk kimonos? Wearing silver coins to swagger through the market? Keep a low profile, will you die? Forget your past duties? Do you have to your tail if you have money?"

Hyotaro said a little reluctantly, "Isn't there a proverb in China that says that the rich and noble don't return to their hometowns like brocade clothes walking at night?"

"What!" Xiao Lotian yelled, "Bastard, if you say one more word, I'll beat you to death!" Xiao Lotian went up and whipped his godson Hyotaro with his head and scurried.

At this time, it was time for the Japanese to come forward, and the head of the Shimazu family rushed over to stop Xiao Lotian and bowed ninety degrees and said, "Prime Minister, this matter is wrong with our Shimazu family, it is my majesty who is not strict, and I am willing to accept the punishment of the prime minister...... Come on, whip me with a whip, and you must make the prime minister angry!"

At this time, those samurai who made trouble also understood that I am afraid that even the head of the family will not be able to pass the test today, and now the commercial lifeline of the Shimazu family is in the hands of the Ryukyu people, and Xiao Lotian has curbed the economic artery of southern Japan.

Dozens of samurai knelt in front of Xiao Letian and shouted, "It is the samurai who we have collided with the adults, we are willing to atone for our sins with our lives and blood, we will disembowel...... "This group of Japanese madmen is really ruthless, they can kill others, and they can kill themselves."

The sharp ribs were pulled out, and the kimono was torn open to expose the stomach and stabbed inside. Xiao Lotian didn't want to make the conflict bigger, "Stop, everyone stop, Master Long stopped them......"

Several figures flew out behind Xiao Letian, stabbing, picking, hooking, and sliding...... The weapon in his hand and even the eagle's claw directly took away the ribs in the hands of the samurai, and the people who watched were dazzled.

These are the masters invited by the dragon master from the north and south of the river, and it took a lot of effort to invite them, but in the end, after Xiao Letian defeated Europa, and even captured the military parade in the Taihe Hall of Beijing, this group of fake Qinggao green forest masters went crazy, and they didn't want to ask for groups to come to the East China Sea to take refuge in Prime Minister Xiao Cheng.

To tell the truth, the Manchu Qing Dynasty has always been very unkind to the Han people in the green forest, and they are suppressed and purged in politics, otherwise the Qing Dynasty has always been full of parties, and the lack of promotion of these martial arts people is also a very important factor.

Now that Xiao Lotian has given them a chance, how can they not cherish it.

The master is naturally fast, but there are also samurai who are faster, and the four sergeants have already been torn out in their stomachs, and the blood has flowed all over the ground, and one of the wounds is so deep that even the intestines can be seen.

Xiao Le's weather was all cursed in Japanese, "Baga, Baga...... Why is it so stupid, why don't you save a useful body and die on the battlefield?"

Xiao Lotian turned his head to Shimazu Tadayoshi and said, "Can I punish these samurai who make mistakes?"

"Obey the Prime Minister's order, and listen to your arrangements at every turn!" the head of the Shimazu family bowed.

Xiao Lotian walked up to the martial artist with the deepest wound among them, and it seemed that this guy was still a little leader. Xiao Lotian looked at him coldly, and asked directly without looking back, "This wound can't die, right?" Behind him, Long Ye shook his head, "If you don't hurt your intestines, you shouldn't be able to die......"

"That's good......" Before the words fell, Xiao Letian opened his bow left and right and slapped the other party's ten big mouths, and finally his hands were swollen.

"Baga! Do you understand the courage after being ashamed? If you make a mistake, you don't know how to make up for it, choosing death is to escape, you are a coward, you are a coward!"

The face of the warrior who was beaten suddenly turned red, disembowelment is the most noble way for Japanese samurai to wash away their shame, and now he is actually scolded by Xiao Letian as a coward, how can he be convinced.

"I'm not a coward, I'm the bravest samurai of the Shimazu family, I've participated in the Battle of Choshu, I've rushed to the front countless times, I'm Shimazu Takeshi, I have the blood of the Shimazu family in my veins......"

Xiao Lotian was happy when he heard it, "Oh? It's still the Pudai samurai of the Shimazu family, or the samurai of the same clan...... But you can't prove anything, you're still stupid!"

"Why did I come to Kagoshima secretly? Why did I let the sword draw team change their appearance before going ashore? If it wasn't for the great stake, how could I be so careful? Who was Xiao Lotian afraid of in the East China Sea?"

"But because of your stupidity, my new army has been exposed, let me be exposed, the Tokugawa family can easily guess the purpose of my coming, our strategic paralysis strategy has been exposed, the enemy will increase the strength against us, do you know how many more people we will die in the future?"

Xiao Letian sneered and said, "I made such a big mistake, but I chose to escape from death instead of going to the battlefield to atone for my sins, and I don't want to make up for it, I wonder, what kind of bullshit courage is this? I can assert that if you Japanese bushido don't abandon this stupid violence, then your future fate will be failure......

"Even if you are given a short victory, you will still be greeted with a miserable white, a big defeat!"

Xiao Letian's roar shocked all the people present, and they were stunned for a moment, and an indescribable taste emerged in their hearts, what Xiao Cheng said was not wrong, and he should make up for his mistakes, why did he choose to die? But hasn't Japan been this tradition for thousands of years? No one has said that this is wrong?

Countless samurai muttered to themselves, "What should we do......?"

Xiao Letian sighed, "All the samurai who participated in the brawl today are all organized into death squads, and these people will be responsible for the most dangerous battles of the future war, killing three enemies on the battlefield can also atone for their crimes, and those who lead the troubles must kill ten enemies to atone for their crimes......"

"Keep your useful body and serve it well......"

Using the blood of the enemy to atone for one's own sins, this method is really powerful, and if you think about it carefully, it really makes some sense, if you die yourself, you have to make up for your mistakes, and now let them go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, isn't that the old business? Are the samurai still afraid of killing!

In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of thing is synonymous with death and terrible, but in the hearts of samurai who take killing as their own responsibility, it is a shortcut to meritorious promotion, not to mention punishing them in order to improve their status, even if they don't punish the most dangerous battles, they have to rob it.

In this way, Xiao Letian is not punishing them at all, but giving them a chance in disguise! At this time, all the warriors were convinced, they knelt on the ground, bowed to the ground with their foreheads, and shouted neatly in their mouths: "Hai...... Obey the Prime Minister's orders!"

A crisis was resolved, but Xiao Letian's question immediately afterwards made the atmosphere solemn again.

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