CHAPTER XX

In the morning, the sun always rises early on the sea. In the faint morning light, you can see dozens www.biquge.info of large ships anchored on the shore near Chongming Sansha Island, and the waves roar towards the reef, stirring up bursts of white foam splashing waves. As the sea water has been washing over the years, the contours of the coast are constantly changing, and the hills that stretch out to the sea are washed away into a sea headland (jiǎ), and the headlands are washed away to form a large amount of rock chips and sediment, which in turn spreads and settles along the coast with the impact of the waves, forming a large area of coast, which is very suitable for ships to moor. A dark shadow is approaching this shore.

Suddenly, two people sprang out from behind a rocky reef, and they stopped the black shadow with swords, and shouted, "What man? ”

The black shadow is actually a person, but he is wearing a black dress, much like a ninja in the Wa Kingdom, when he was stopped, he stood still, facing the Wa sword without fear, his hands crossed in front of his chest, very arrogant, turned his face to the side, and said: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I brought important information, not only for your life, but also for you to make a fortune." Hurry up and take me to the village! ”

The two men who were hiding behind the reef and were in charge of guarding looked at each other, and felt that the comer was speaking in a loud tone, and they muttered quietly, anyway, they had to report the situation, and simply took the black shadow directly to the boat under the village.

When I was about to get to the side of the boat, I heard the Japanese people "Wow, wow! The ground screamed. I saw that the Japanese leader Murakita's hair was curled like a broomstick, and he was wearing a black samurai uniform with sleeves and short-legged pants underneath. Several Japanese people slashed at the village with wooden knives, and the villagers fought with wooden knives. In a few moments, the rest of the widows were knocked to the ground, and they couldn't get up in pain.

"A bunch of idiots!" Murashita scolded. At this moment, he looked around, and suddenly saw two of his men approaching with a stranger in their arms.

I saw this person stepping on cloth shoes with mille-feuille soles, wearing ordinary linen clothes, and a hero's scarf on his head, and the biggest feature was that the color of his clothes, shoes and hats were all black. If you don't look closely, you'll just think of him as an ordinary fisherman, but this person is not afraid of the eyes of the village, as if there is a condescending posture in between. This made Murashita very uncomfortable.

You must know that there are more than 300 samurai under the hands of the village, and they have been fighting all year round, and they are all doing murder and stealing goods, and even the robbers at sea have to hide when they encounter them, for fear that the black will eat the black. As the leader of this armed force, Murakita has a high prestige and a little brain, which is very feared by other samurai. And the man in front of him, who looked like a peasant, had five inches of iron in his hands, and he was not afraid of himself, which made him very irritable. He felt that his authority was being challenged. At the same time, he became interested in the person in front of him, maybe this person is not simple, this has to try to know.

"Hey, take it." Murashita threw the wooden knife in his hand, only to see the wooden knife smash towards the black shadow's chest. Kuroka took the wooden knife in his hand, and the movement was so fast that Murashita didn't see how it was all done.

Murashita stretched out his right hand, and a samurai walked over and handed him a fine steel sword. Murashita slowly pulled the knife out of its scabbard, and the blade flashed with a cold light against the warm early sun, full of murderous aura.

Murashita spoke: "Yours, is it a ronin?" ”

"It's not." The dark shadow said.

"Now that we've got our knives out, let's have a try." Murakita was even more arrogant with a sword, he said defiantly.

The black shadow only had a wooden knife in his hand, he looked at the wooden knife in his hand, and said, "Without a scabbard, how can it be unsheathed?" I don't know martial arts, I'm just a cloth seller. ”

Murashita became more curious about the dark shadow in front of him, how could it be a cloth seller? Then he said, "I don't care what you do." ”

"Okay then." The dark shadow agreed to the written test. He took off his sackcloth coat, revealing the white clothes inside. Then he took up the neckline and cuffs and folded them one by one, then took out the straps, calmly tied the cuffs and trousers one by one, and finally tightened the belt. Everything was in order, and when he was ready, he looked at Murashita with a smile and signaled that it was time to start the competition.

The village was looked at like this by the black shadow, and became more and more panicked, and his heart began to be bottomless.

The black shadow raised the wooden knife above his head and shouted, and the village suddenly became a little distracted, and when he saw the black shadow rushing over, he hurriedly waved the knife in his hand. He felt the knife cut through the air, failing to enter the flesh, and there was an extra wooden knife at his throat!

Defeating, Murashita dropped the weapon in his hand. How embarrassing it is to lose in front of your own samurai, to lose to someone who claims to be unsellable! No, no, you must kill him! Such people cannot exist. "Eight Ga Ya Road!" Murashita yelled and waved his hand.

Several samurai surrounded him with sharp blades in hand.

"Stop! I was sent by Lord Runyin to deliver the letter! The shadow hurriedly identified himself.

"Oh, Lord Runyin? How do you prove it? Murashita said.

"Here's her handwritten letter, plus my performance. If it was Da Ming's spy, he wouldn't be so calm! It turns out that the black shadow is the boss of "Zhang Ji Bu Xing". He arrived in Chongming!

Murashita looked at the person in front of him again and nodded.

It is said that Chai Baochen came out of Xu Qianhu's house and hurried back to the guard on horseback, because the sergeant who participated in gambling last night still needs him to deal with it. When he arrived at the guard station, he had the eight detained sergeants escorted out.

Chai Baochen stood on the drill ground, he knew that this group of soldiers had been organized and undisciplined for a long time, and the morale of the army was weak. He sent out the soldiers to inform the rest of the guards to report back to the guard post before noon. The rest of the soldiers were assembled under the orders of Chai Baochen.

Eight gamblers were brought over, their heads hung and their hands tied behind their backs. came to the training ground and knelt in front of Chai Baochen. Chai Baochen said in front of all the soldiers: "The sergeants gather to gamble, do you know what the crime should be? You have been a military household in Tuntian for generations, and you must know it very well in your hearts. This kind of behavior is to be deprived of the status of a military household and to migrate 3,000 miles for military service. Come, give me twenty sticks first. ”

Then came the howl of killing pigs, and each stick could bleed, and when the rest of the soldiers saw it, their hearts panicked, as if they felt the pain of each stick. The screams are so loud that it makes people shudder. Chai Baochen just wants to be strict with military law and give some color to the sloppy soldiers.

In fact, those soldiers who left the guard station on their own and returned to their hometowns to work as farmers are not guilty, they fled from their posts, and the crime is even greater, but the number of these soldiers is too large, as the saying goes: the law does not hold the people accountable. And there were only eight soldiers who participated in the gambling last night, Chai Baochen had no grudges with them, they broke the law, but their Shangguan Xu Qianhu never asked at all, and the law was equivalent to a fictitious one. In the final analysis, whether it is the law or military discipline, it is for the purpose of warning people, not for punishing people. But once someone fails to recognize the seriousness of military discipline, they will set an example for others, and let others see the fate of violating military discipline, even their official Xu Qianhu will not escape punishment.

The degree of punishment must be grasped well, and it is absolutely impossible to stand on the opposite side of the majority of soldiers, and it can be said that the soldiers who can come back in time after escaping can "not make an example", which is like erasing their old accounts, so that they can be grateful to Dade so that they can work for themselves. Chai Baochen looked at the eight soldiers who were beaten, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, they were all Tuntian soldiers, and they were also people with fathers and mothers, if they were seriously injured, could their families not be sad? But for the sake of the country and the people, although punishing them is just to make other soldiers more obedient, it is actually for the country. Imagine if the Japanese invaded the city, it was these people who suffered, the soldiers were all farming at home, there were no weapons, and they were not organized, how could they defeat a large number of Japanese warriors? Chai Baochen has very little desire for power, he just hopes to live happily with his relatives. And now it's a good official, a good bad.

Moreover, the enthusiasm of the soldiers in Tuntian to fight the war is very small, because they have land and grain, and the thinking of small farmers is heavier, and there is not always a war in peacetime, so they position themselves as useless soldiers, and the training is also in vain, as long as they have a military status, they can be passed on from generation to generation, this kind of negative thinking will make an army bloodless, let alone fighting, it is good to be able to carry weapons and travel far on foot.

After the eight soldiers had been executed, they were carried down for treatment.

Chai Baochen sometimes walked around in front of the soldiers, sometimes sat still, without saying a word, the soldiers stood honestly, after they saw the bloody scene, they did not dare to slack off, stood up straight, cheered up twelve points, for fear of violating military discipline somewhere and being punished. This is the effect that Chai Baochen wants!

The soldiers who ran away came back one after another, and at noon, Chai Baochen asked several hundred households to count the number of people, and three hundred people came back, plus one hundred people now, a total of more than four hundred, these are the people that the entire Taizhou Wei can get together at the moment.

Chai Baochen waited for a while, and when he saw that no more soldiers would come to report, he stood up, walked up to the soldiers, and said, "You are military households, do you know your duties?" Your greatest responsibility is to defend the Ming Dynasty. Yes, it is to defend the Ming Dynasty and your own hometown, but many of you don't think so, thinking that the Japanese will not invade Taizhou now, the reason is very simple, there are so many soldiers in Ningbo, with them to stop them, where can you use yourself to fight. However, do you know that this time the Japanese are prepared, and you really have to charge into battle, and I will also take the lead, because we have a common responsibility on our shoulders, that is, the duty of the soldiers, to protect the family and defend the country! Okay, let's say this, I hope you don't become deserters on the battlefield, otherwise, there will be no mercy! ”

Chai Baochen asked the herald to pass down the order, and the troops marched to Ningbo.