Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Shackles in My Heart

"Ono Indaka, do you see these people?" Pointing his knife at the samurai who had been dragged out, Chen Xiaochu said to Ono Ingao, who came to his side. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Cold sweat appeared on his forehead slightly, and Ono nodded after hearing this.

The four hundred guns who came to the scene were also a little overwhelmed, and the samurai adults who used to belong to the same army were now tied up, crying constantly, and there was no trace of majesty.

"This is the final fate of the invasion of Huaxia, I have entrusted you with the task of ending their lives, do you know what to do now?" Chen Xiaochu said quietly.

"Your Majesty understands." Ono bowed in a deep voice, then turned and ran towards the four hundred guns.

If it is said that the guns and light men surrendered to Chen Xiaochu before, it was because they wanted to go home and they could convince themselves with herd mentality, but at this moment they were faced with an inescapable fact and an action that could not deceive themselves.

The Great Han Dynasty Gate Lang behind Chen Xiaochu had all the bows and arrows in his hands, guarding against all this, and if anyone dared to flee or oppose all this, he would immediately shoot him according to Chen Xiaochu's orders.

Time is very short, Chen Xiaochu has no better way to deal with these prisoners, the army of the English is coming, if he can't solve these unstable factors, he can't fight with peace of mind.

Ono kept talking in Dongying language, and the faces of the gunners were terrified, and the people of Xiaojia Town couldn't understand what they were saying, but Chen Xiaochu understood that at this moment, when these gunneru knew that they were going to use the bamboo guns in their hands to take the lives of those warriors, they all showed great unease.

This is something that can only be done by breaking down the barriers in the heart, and unlike the samurai who kill the enemy in war, these people originally belonged to the same camp as them, and they were the existence of an army.

The strict social hierarchy of Dongying made them respect and fear the samurai of the same camp, let alone accept orders from the Huaxia to kill them.

"Can't do it?" Chen Xiaochu saw that Ono was agitated for a while, but no one dared to step forward, and immediately said loudly: "Think about it, if this world, samurai can no longer take your lives at will, such a world, do you have no expectations?" Would you be willing to do something for that kind of world? Now, this opportunity is in front of you, kill these people, from today on, no samurai can take your life at will, you are human beings, not pariahs who are slaughtered at will, let those samurai understand this, even if it is an ashigaru, when a samurai dares to do something to you at will, you can also use the weapons in your hands to protect yourself and take their lives. ”

"I don't want to be ridiculed by them, I don't want to be regarded as the lowest Dongying tribesmen, I don't want to go to the battlefield or be treated as an existence that can be abandoned, then I want to change, if I want to have dignity, then I have the courage to take the other party's life, otherwise, you are ants in the eyes of the samurai, you can't change all this in your life, when you are in the village, you are exploited by unscrupulous samurai, and when you are in the barracks, you are bullied by the samurai, the day you return to the southern continent, do you still want to live such a life?"

Chen Xiaochu stepped off the high platform, approached those ashigaru, looked at their faces with their heads bowed one by one, and continued: "If you can't even break the shackles in your heart, do you want to change everything in reality? ”

"Since you have chosen to stand on my side, then understand this, I am here to watch now, the first person who has the courage to stand up, give gold and silver, you can get a chance to change your destiny and become the first person to return to the southern continent, or choose to be loyal to me and become my personal soldier."

The temptation to go home, the gold and silver treasures, and the change of status, these three temptations Chen Xiaochu said all at once, and sure enough, after listening to Chen Xiaochu's words, he began to move, and he turned his head to ear.

In this world, there are always a few people who stand up first to change the fate of themselves and others, but because of this, they are the brave people who are admired by the rest. The cowardly is obedient and complaining, while the brave always resist and change, and the transformation of the coward into the brave is to break the shackles in the heart.

A teenager in somewhat shabby clothes pushed through the line of gunshots and stood out from the middle.

Chen Xiaochu felt that he was trembling, and his heart was extremely excited, Ono Ingao's order to them was that everyone must use a bamboo spear to pierce the body of the bound samurai and end the other party's life, and this young man, at this moment, grabbed the bamboo spear in his hand and found a target.

There was silence, and the gunners who whispered to each other all fell silent, looking at this young man who had the courage to stand up first, those who were in the same village as the young man, their eyes widened at this moment, and they couldn't believe it.

The samurai who was chosen as the target immediately let out a scream, and the young man's hand holding the bamboo spear almost broke free when he stabbed into the opponent's body, but at this moment, as if he had completed some kind of ritual, his face was relieved, and the blood flowing from the samurai's heart made his heart begin to transform, and when he looked at the other samurai, he seemed to be no longer so afraid.

"Tell me your name." Chen Xiaochu looked at the young man who took the initiative to stand up, and asked after coming to his face.

"Back to my lord, my name is Jiro, I don't have a surname, and I'm an orphan now." It seemed that he was still in a trance and excited, the young man was a little stunned, and after hearing Chen Xiaochu's question, he paused before saying slowly.

"No last name?" Chen Xiaochu then remembered that these commoners at the bottom of Dongying did not have surnames, in their memory, the surname was something that only nobles, samurai, and wealthy businessmen in the village deserved to have, they were just the lowest existence, they only had a name, and they did not have a surname.

"Is a surname a status symbol?" Chen Xiaochu thought for a while, looked at the young man named Jiro and said, "You are a brave man, I will fulfill my promise, now, if you choose to be my personal soldier, I will give you a surname, if you choose to return to the Southern Continent, I will give you gold and silver, and allow you to leave here immediately." ”

Hearing Chen Xiaochu say that he wanted to give the young man a surname, the four hundred guns were suddenly excited, and many people began to have huge regrets in their hearts, Chen Xiaochu saw the great reaction of the guns, and some people actually knelt down and cried, and suddenly had some doubts, "Does the surname have such a great temptation?" I had known that I had thrown this condition out first. ”

"I choose to be an adult's personal soldier, I have no relatives in the village in the south, it doesn't mean anything to me to return to the south, I don't want to live the days of silently cultivating the land and being oppressed by the samurai after harvesting, please accept my loyalty." Jiro knelt on the ground, his forehead bumped on the ground, he knew very well that this was the critical moment to change his fate, and said loudly without a trace of hesitation.

"You have stepped out of the door of hope that has been closed by the shackles of your heart, and you have found a source of courage, and it is people like you that I need."

"Source Gate. The source of hope and courage, I give you the surname, Genmon, and from today onwards, you will be called Gento Jiro. After Chen Xiaochu finished speaking, he found that Jiro's raised face had red eyes, and he continued to smile and said: "Genmen Jiro, you made the choice of fate, and now, you are a member of my personal soldiers." ”

"Gento Jiro, Gento Jiro, I have a surname." A new feeling filled Genmen Jiro's body, and his eyes looking at Chen Xiaochu were full of incomparable admiration, and he kept silently reciting his name in his heart.