Since the Battle of the Ryukyus in Keicho in 1609, the Shimazu family began to colonize the Ryukyus for more than 250 years.

Since Xiao Lotian entered the Ryukyus strongly, although the Shimazu family gave in on the surface, the inner attention to the Ryukyu Kingdom has not weakened but has greatly improved...... None of them can escape the eyes of the Shimazu family.

There is no doubt that Xiao Lotian does not have a pure Western-style warship in his hand, and Shimazu Tadayoshi also knows that even if Xiao Lotian wants to buy a new warship, with his rich temper, he will definitely buy the best, and it is impossible to buy such a scarred second-hand goods.

The battleship did not belong to the Ryukyus, but it unexpectedly played the Xiao flag, then there are only two possibilities, one is that the Ryukyuan people captured it from the French, this speculation is too nonsense, Shimazu Tadayoshi himself does not believe it.

Another possibility is that the French disguised themselves as Ryukyu warships and were about to attack, but this speculation is not reliable, and there are too many loopholes.

But no matter what the possibility is, the Shimazu family does not have the courage to go to war, and there can be no conflict, which is the bottom line. Under the strict orders of the master, the low ship cautiously approached the four warships of unknown origin, and only when they saw the yellow-skinned sailors on board who could speak fluent Japanese did the soldiers be relieved.

"Get out of the way, everyone get out of the way...... Japanese Ashigaru landed at the port in advance, they desperately drove the people, and long bamboo guns were placed horizontally, forming two cordons.

The Japanese people have the strongest order in Asia, and none of them dared to cross the range surrounded by bamboo guns, staring at the empty streets with flashing eyes, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

"This way, please...... Lord Shangguo Taixue, please be careful and slow down......" The soldiers who led the way trotted, they didn't expect these college students from the Ryukyus to run so fast, it seems that there is really an urgent military business on fire.

Soldiers and people who have never seen the world don't know what a college student is, but they have all heard that there are a group of students in the Ming and Qing dynasties called Tai students, as if they can become officials when they come out.

Since this is a college student under Prime Minister Xiao Cheng of the Ryukyus, it is estimated that he will have to be an official as soon as he graduates, and in the era when the concept of hierarchy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the people's fear of officials is unimaginable.

More than half of the Japanese people on the side of the road knelt down, their heads were humbled on the mud and they didn't dare to raise their heads, and the soldiers who maintained order also bowed their heads.

Xiang Ying and the others were not in the mood to tell these Japanese whether college students were officials or not, they didn't have time to deal with the people kneeling on the ground, they just ran all the way away. Xiang Ying's Spencer spear behind them slammed back and forth with the shaking of their bodies, and the sound of rattling hit the hearts of the Japanese samurai, making them shiver.

Fierce, really strong, the Western-style army naturally has a unique murderous aura that is different from the medieval army, which the Shimazu samurai did not have, and it is also what they fear and envy.

"I'm sorry, please don't bring a gun to my lord, please put your guest's weapons in the side hall......" The respectful little surname knelt on the tatami mat, and his voice trembled a little.

"Baga... Don't waste time, isn't it a tradition for you Japanese to wear weapons? You can bring knives to meet guests, but we can't bring guns?" Lin Zhen yelled angrily.

Xiao Xiao's frightened body shook, and his head pressed lower, "No...... No, it's a Japanese custom to bring a sword, but you're carrying a gun, which is not a Japanese custom......"

Lin Zhen still wanted to scold, but Xiang Ying raised his hand to stop him, "Don't dwell on these things, put down the rifle, and we'll go to meet the head of the Shimazu family immediately......" After speaking, he took the initiative to take off the Spencer on his back.

There was a chaotic noise, and Xiang Ying, the four of them, and the sailors who were guarding them, threw their rifles on the tatami mats, just like throwing garbage, and the eyes of the little surnames and samurai around them twitched.

They didn't say anything one by one, but their hearts hurt and were about to bleed, the weapon is the life of the samurai, if anyone in Japan has a sharp weapon in their hands, no matter what weapon it is, even if it is a small dagger, the family will cherish it as carefully as their own life, then there is such a litter.

When Xiang Ying and his party disappeared at the top of the stairs, the little surname who was kneeling on the ground stared at the messy pile of rifles as carefully as a little mouse about to steal something.

The pitch-black steel barrel and a faint toasted blue on the edge make it a good new gun at first glance. The butt of the North American walnut wood is extremely smooth, with several layers of paint on it, and it looks very bright from a distance, and the delicate trigger and hammer are not hand-made at first glance, they must be the kind of machining that foreigners say.

To touch, or not to touch? This is an extremely tangled question, and the little surname trembled his fingers in the end, he liked this kind of militaristic weapon from the bottom of his heart.

A middle-aged sailor who stayed behind saw the envy and jealousy in the eyes of the little surname and the surrounding warriors, and he grinned and said, "Just look at each other, as long as you are played off...... Your family doesn't mind, I can also allow you to put two shots, so that you can have a good time, and look at the way you are greedy......"

The sailor had not finished speaking, but only listened...... With a wolf howl, the kneeling minorages and samurai all pounced on them, their trembling hands caressing the smooth Spencer rifle as if they were caressing the breasts of the top geisha.

"Yo Xi...... Yo Xi ...... It's so beautiful, it's a masterpiece of God...... Why can't we Japanese buy such good weapons? Why ......?"

"Cut ......," the sailor smiled dismissively, "that's called a ban on the sale of weapons... A bunch of dirt buns, are you stupid to be a foreigner? Sell you the best thing and make you turn back against them? You can't buy this kind ......of militaristic weapon with money these days, and the weapons you Japan bought with gold and silver are all old and old goods from decades ago."

"Without the ability of our prime minister, you still want to take advantage of foreigners?" The middle-aged sailor in the Ryukyus is actually just an ordinary sailman, not a big man at all.

But an ordinary soldier like him can also receive two or three small classes taught by officers a month, and if there is a top-notch training, it is even possible to hear the prime minister himself teach, and this group of people is much more knowledgeable than these petty surnames and samurai.

In fact, it is the personal samurai and personal guards around the lord, and even some lords have a habit of breaking their sleeves, and they still have to come to serve them, and this kind of person is born to serve people, and only a small number of them can become famous samurai in history.

This group of young people never thought that an ordinary Ryukyu sailor could actually say something they didn't know, they looked at each other slightly, and immediately retreated and brought sake and side dishes after a while, and respectfully surrounded the sailors.

"Lord Shangguo...... Please, please use fine wine...... We are willing to listen to your teachings, and we hope you can give us a clear answer...... "As he spoke, the shallow cup of wine went under the sailor's nose.

The sailors had seen such a posture of serving people, and before he could shout out the words military regulations and military discipline, the three bowls of wine were down, and the surrounding people walked over to pinch their feet, rub their shoulders, and rub their shoulders, and there were special ones for pouring wine and vegetables.

As for the samurai, they caressed the Spencer spear in their hands, and looked at the drinking sailors with flattering eyes, and from time to time raised their hands in a gesture of please use, please use more.

Look, this is the root nature of the Japanese nation, as long as you are a little stronger than him, as long as they can learn a little bit of knowledge from you, they will learn it with 120,000 points of respect, and even give chrysanthemums.

As for saying that you've learned it all, and you're useless, hehe, then let's talk about it.

The sailors can stand up to such a wait, and he is a little dizzy after half a bottle of sake, "You guys...... You people who don't know how to see a few Spencers and you can't pull out your eyes......? To tell you the truth, the most rifle on the island of Ryukyu is still the Winchester rifle, and some people call him the Henry rifle......"

"What? What's the difference with this gun, you ask? Of course there's a difference, Spencer is a repeating reloader, Winchester is a single-shot rearloading gun, do you think it can be the same?"

Unbeknownst to the sailors, behind the white paper door behind him, several Shimazu stenographers were desperately writing, and they recorded every word in the sailor's mouth, even the wine burp.

"Spencer, as a repeater gun, has a fast rate of fire that is his greatest strength, and often before the enemy can rush in front of him, he is beaten into a sieve by a torrential rain of bullets...... But the disadvantages of this gun are poor reliability and short range......"

"If it's a charge station, or a grappling fight with difficult terrain, I'll go with Spencer...... If you fight in the trenches and you shoot at each other, then it's better to use Winchester......"

The hearts of the little surnames and the samurai suddenly waved, they didn't expect that there were so many doorways in the foreign guns, if they didn't understand the guidance of someone, they might have to spend a lot of money in the future.

"Uncle, you have another ......" The little surname respectfully poured another glass of wine, "Uncle... The two guns you are talking about are American guns, right? Are there any better foreign guns in other countries?"

"Yes... Of course there is...... I tell you secretly, I heard that there are two famous guns in Europe, one is called the Dreiser, and the other is called Mauser...... Oops, I heard that compared to these two famous guns, Spencer and Winchester have to throw..."

Hiss...... The room was full of the sound of inhaling cold air, they could be regarded as opening their eyes today, it turned out that there were so many doorways in a rifle?

"Hey...... Don't ask me what Mauser and Dresser are like, I haven't talked about it, but I've heard that this kind of treasure is difficult to get even the face of my prime minister...... You Japanese don't even think about it, hahaha..."

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