Sado Island.

In the cold wind, a team of dozens of prisoners of war lined up in two columns, moving step by step towards the destination that seemed to never be reached.

Their eyes are glazed, their spirits are decadent, and their whole beings lack a sense of vitality. After all, they know what fate awaits them. Since the landing of those Chinese, the Japanese on the island have suffered great disasters.

It's okay to choose to obey unconditionally, and those who dare to show a sense of resistance will be counted as one, and they will all be thrown into the mines in the mountains, and no one seems to have seen anyone come out alive. Although the Chinese have only landed for two months.

The procession walked slowly, and many of the captives were disgraced, with smoky marks on their faces. But because they were found hiding in a cave, the Chinese would not risk attacking the cave, after determining that there was no second exit from the cave, they used a vicious method, they set fire to the dead branches and hay at the entrance of the cave, and then added water-splashed dead branches on it, rising a raging smoke, so that they had to take the initiative to rush out of the cave to fight with the Chinese, but the result was already doomed.

Even the most brave warrior could hardly defeat a tall and powerful Chinese prisoner of war wearing cotton armor while holding a wooden gun and stick.

Yes, Chinese prisoners of war.

Two months later, they also figured out the identities of those Chinese. They weren't soldiers at all, they were all armed with knives and guns, some of them were wearing cotton armor, but they weren't soldiers of the evil Liangshan rebel forces, they were just prisoners of the Liangshan bandits.

Then, because there were too many people, the Liangshan thieves had no place to place them, and they were unwilling to put them back in vain, so there was the current scene. The Chinese invaded Tsushima, occupied the Oki Islands, and occupied Sado Island, all for the purpose of housing these countless prisoners of war.

Those who carried swords and guns, and wore cotton armor, which Japan had never seen before, and even more so, were traitors among the prisoners of war, who were despicable, shameless, and cowardly, and chose to take refuge in the Liangshan army. In this way, they got the opportunity they have now.

That's what the Japanese on the island think.

Those traitors among the Chinese prisoners of war, while guarding the prisoners of war, at the same time purging all the resistance forces on the island.

Although Sado Island is a place of exile, it is a place of exile, but the object of its exile is the Japanese aristocracy. In the face of foreign enemies, these nobles chose to resist. Even if they are exiled, even if Japan is still a schoolboy for China at the moment, the vast majority of people still choose to resist. Only a few chose to join the Chinese prisoners of war.

At present, there are only more than 50 prisoners of war, and several of them are still not tall, but they are calm, which is completely different from those guys with dull eyes, and their identities are naturally different.

The ropes tied them in two, and the men on either side of the escort remained vigilant and did not become lazy. The leader, who constantly changes positions in front of and behind the group, holds the barrel of a gun in his hand, and often stabs those who walk slowly, and scolds them.

It's just that he just scolds and beats people with guns, and rarely really picks up the whip, and even with guns, he doesn't dare to hit those nobles, even if they are already captives. Who told the leader and his men that they were all Japanese?

Maybe a year later, he could reprimand those nobles unscrupulously, and treat each other as a pile of mud, because he was used to it, but now he didn't dare.

But he didn't dare, and some people dared. In a short time, a 'big man' galloping on horseback whipped on the back of a nobleman who pretended to be relaxed and walked and hummed a song.

"Pickled birds, don't walk faster, come and hum a song, it's really begging."

This man is the forbidden army of Tokyo City, and he speaks authentic Tokyo official dialect, and the leader who escorted Ding Yong can't understand it, but the Japanese nobleman who was beaten can understand it. But how could he refute it at this time? Even begging for mercy.

"Sugawara-kun. Man is a sword, I am a fish, and patience must be made. ”

The big man vented, got back on horseback and ran forward, this line was not only the team in front of him. He is the general leader.

After the big man left, the people next to the beaten nobleman hurriedly helped him up, and one of them, a nobleman, said so.

The leader of the escort team listened, but did not hear. But he also shouted loudly a few times, telling people to walk faster. Otherwise, he will be the one who will be beaten next time. The speed of the captives has increased a lot because they are afraid.

Think about it, a 'giant man' who is almost six feet tall will whip a whip at someone who is almost five feet tall, and whip him like a ruthless beating, how shocking the scene is.

In fact, among the prisoners of the Song army, there were also people who were more than five feet tall, but Ruan Xiaoqi, who landed on Sado Island, specially selected a group of 'giants' in the eyes of the Japanese to be escorted in the spirit of deterrence. It is to suppress the hearts of the Japanese.

After being whipped, the aristocratic style of the man was also whipped out of the sky, with blood stains in the black, so he was not sloppy.

He nodded to the leader of the escort team and expressed his gratitude, which stunned the leader for a moment. After coming back to his senses, he only felt light and fluttering, and his bones were full of energy.

In the past, he did his best to take care of his master's mount, and for five whole years, he never got a smile.

Perhaps in his master's mind, being able to ask a native of Sado Island to take care of his mount for himself was already the greatest reward for him.

But now, he has won the gratitude of a nobleman for a little, a very small thing. This mood was too complicated, making him like a cloud for a while, and then he had mixed feelings.

He knew where it all came from. The most fundamental reason is not his 'kindness', nor his respect for the nobles, but the Chinese behind him.

The nobleman nodded in thanks to him, and his feet were much faster. Maybe it was because he had a more kind relationship, and someone next to him asked:

"Your Excellency, dare to ask what the kingdom is going to do with us, is the mine in the mountains really as terrible as it is rumored?"

Excellency! The leader's soul has drifted into the clouds again. When will he be called 'Your Excellency'?

This question immediately attracted seven or eight voices next to him, don't look at these people who are still on the verge of being dead, but now they are looking at it with nervous expressions - it is a matter of future fate, who can not worry? If they were sent to the mines in the mountains, it would be so terrible, they might as well have lost their lives as soon as possible.

The leader was happy, and there was nothing to hide from him, so he smiled and said, "Didn't you spread those rumors that make people afraid when they hear them?" It's so scary. As long as you work honestly, you have food and clothing, and your life may be better than before. "But this is limited to the commoners, not to the aristocracy. Even if it is an exiled nobleman, it is a nobleman. ()

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