Late at night mud bombarded a concentration camp in Nagasaki

After a hard day's work, more than 300 mud coolies were sleeping on "tatami mats" covered with a thin layer of straw. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info exhausted, they are so tired that they don't even bother to move their fingers, they just want to eat muddy tea and dried fish in their dreams, and they are not in the mood to ask anything else even if they cut off their heads. There was not a single movement in the entire shed, except for the sound of snoring and screaming in the sleep.

Seven or eight mud-bombarded puppet soldiers dressed in coarse cloth coats, carrying wooden sticks and torches walking through the sheds, looking at the compatriots in rags lying on the cold ground and shrunk into a ball of cold, these puppet soldiers invariably showed a sense of superiority expression, pointed at their compatriots one by one and cursed:

"These stupid mud bombardment pigs actually dare to resist the great Lord Meng, they should really throw them all into the sea to feed the fish"

"Work hard for Lord Meng, do your best! This is the only value they have in this world, otherwise they should all be killed and made into chicken feed! ”

"Hahahaha, that makes sense. Meng Dacai is our real king, and only with his leadership can we live a truly good life! ”

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As usual, he found a few unlucky people from the sleeping compatriots and beat them, scolded them with their heads and faces, showed off their prestige to the fullest, and walked towards the distance with the eight master steps. They didn't notice that a few mud coolies sneaked out of the shed by taking advantage of the fact that they were beating people and the shed was in chaos. These people are all athletic and agile, and they are completely different from those compatriots who have been exhausted by heavy physical labor and hunger for a long time.

Familiar with the way to avoid a few sentry posts, these mud bomb devils got into a simple warehouse, in which ten mud bomb puppet soldiers, surrounded by a man in a kimono with a fierce face, about forty years old mud bomb man was sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat waiting for them.

"Eat your stomach first! You have suffered for the cause of the emperor and for the revival of the shogunate! Seeing these people coming, the mud bomb man waved his hand, and someone immediately put a large number of mud bomb specialty delicacies on the table.

"Hay!" Whispering yes, these mud bombardment devil coolies were not polite, and while devouring them, they told everything they had seen and heard in the coolie concentration camp during this time.

"Your Excellency! When are we going to counterattack? It is an unforgivable crime for these 'Tang Army' to dare to enslave the warriors and plunder the wealth of the empire in this way! Please give me a handful of ribs, and I will directly cut the neck of the leader of the 'Tang Army' when I go to work tomorrow, and wash away the humiliation of the Muromachi shogunate with the blood of the leader of the 'Tang Army'! While eating, a mud bombardment coolie suddenly knelt on the ground and demanded loudly.

"Haha, Inoue-kun don't be impatient! Now that you have penetrated into the 'Tang Army' from all sides, as long as we wait patiently for the 'Tang Army' to relax, we will immediately cut their throats!" Tonight our army has arrived and hid nearby, and in a few days we will be able to restore the glory of the Muromachi shogunate, and then you will follow me to the top of the throne and enjoy the glory and riches, and the wine and beauty! With a gentle smile and a gentle gesture to the other party, the mud bombardment man shouted to everyone under his command.

This man who was surrounded by all the mud bombardment present was none other than Ashikaga Yoshimitsu's own son Ashikaga Yoshinori, who was being killed by Meng Qiu, and after Ashikaga Yoshimitsu was killed and the main force of the Muromachi shogunate was wiped out, he hid incognito with a group of family samurai and wealth who were loyal to him. After Meng Qiu successfully swept the mud bombardment, Ashikaga Yoshinori realized that he was not Meng Qiu's opponent at all, so he took the family samurai to change his face and pretended to be willing to give Meng Qiu his life, helping Meng Qiu to loot the wealth of the mud bombardment, and became a small leader of the mud bombardment puppet army under Meng Qiu's command.

In Ashikaga Yoshinori's view, if you get close enough to your enemies, you will learn more about your enemies, and then find an opportunity to kill them and restore the glory of the Muromachi shogunate.

Now it seems that Ashikaga Yoshinori has done a very successful job, not only the puppet army, but also the samurai under his command among the coolies, and he "knows the whereabouts and plans of Meng Qiu" very well, and the restoration of the glory of the Muromachi shogunate seems to be just around the corner?

"Smack! Syllable! You're right! I feel that this bull B is really good, and the daydream is really beautiful! Are you interested in cutting off your little brother to become a eunuch in the palace, or going to the mud bombardment Nagasaki coolie concentration camp for a long time to work and reform? At this moment, there was a burst of applause at the gate of the warehouse, and Meng Qiu's playful laughter came.

Before these mud bombarders could say anything, they only heard a bang, and the roof of the warehouse was directly torn off, and the walls on all sides were also retreated by a huge external force, exposing Ashikaga Yoshinori and others who were hiding inside to the moonlight.

The soldiers of the Eight Hundred Tiger Roaring Battalion were wearing crimson armor, holding spears and knives, and wearing hungry wolf masks to surround the warehouse. These stupid little devils are so cute, knowing that they are struggling to catch people one by one in the country, they obediently get together and honestly wait for themselves to catch them, where to find such a well-behaved baby!

"Listen, you are already surrounded, either put down your weapons and take off your pants, and help each other cut off each other's little brothers and surrender! Either the Lord of the 'Tang Army' will personally take action, kill you and then cut off your little brother, let you die and continue to be eunuchs in the Hades Palace! An interpreter with a helpless expression walked out of the military formation, holding a piece of paper and reading aloud.

The translator is helpless in his heart, is this adult seriously persuading him to surrender? Or is there some kind of eccentric preference for men who don't have younger brothers? Why do you have to cut off your younger brother horizontally and vertically! It's no wonder that someone surrendered in this way.

The soldier of the Tiger Roaring Battalion next to him had a natural expression, didn't his father-in-law be a fake eunuch back then, so he had an unusually fanatical preference for eunuchs. No matter where he goes, as long as there are those who dare to do right, they will be captured alive and castrated as eunuchs. Since the mud bombardment came, he has been muttering all day long about "the devils who don't want to be eunuchs are not good devils", "all the devils in the mud bombardment should be castrated to form a eunuch army" and the like, the boss must be organizing the mud bombardment eunuch army!

As long as the boss wants to do it, he must not hesitate to find a way to help his father-in-law do it, but his father-in-law adopted them back then and let them survive and grow up! Thinking of this, all the soldiers of the Tiger Roar Battalion cheered up and stared at Ashikaga Yoshinori and the others to go down the three roads, pondering how to use the knife properly.

"What are you waiting for! If you don't want to surrender, these devils are all slaughtered! Without waiting for the Ashikaga Yoshimochi who was translated to speak, Meng Qiu waved his feather fan and ordered directly.

"Leader of the 'Tang Army', don't think you're in control! Fifty thousand elite samurai are already lurking near Nagasaki under my orders, and if they don't receive my signal for half an hour, they will enter Nagasaki and destroy everything with their katanas! Seeing that something was wrong, Ashikaga Yoshimochi hurriedly stood up and tried to scare Meng Qiu.

In fact, Ashikaga Yoshimochi knows best in his heart that there are only 300 people and horses that he can mobilize now, and they are still crooked melons and cracked dates that were chased and killed by Meng Qiu and drilled into the mountains to gnaw the bark of trees. Not to mention destroying Nagasaki, it would be good to see that the "Tang Army" could stick to the spot and stand firm, not be frightened to the point of weak legs, pee his pants, and shout Ya Yan Butterfly. Ashikaga Yoshimori's only reliance now is that Meng Qiu didn't know about the existence of this army, was frightened by himself, and then found a way to get out.

Things are well thought out, but it's a pity that Ashikaga Yoshinori meets Meng Qiu, a terrible man who can abuse himself by his IQ alone - a planner.

"No, is this the samurai army you are talking about?" Hearing this, Meng Qiu smiled slightly, turned sideways and said, hundreds of mud bombardment puppet soldiers behind him gasped, walked forward with wooden sticks in hand, and saw everything clearly by the light of the fire Ashikaga Yoshinori rolled his eyes and fainted, he didn't faint, he really couldn't accept this ending - the straws who were regarded as life-saving straws by themselves actually rebelled!

These puppet armies are the elites that Ashikaga Yoshinori has spent countless time and energy collecting and mobilizing during this time, and now they are all obedient to Meng Qiu as a mud bombardment puppet army! Elves!

"Are you stupid? Brother Ashikaga, do you think you are surrounded by loyal ministers? Do you think you can win people's hearts with a full meal? Look behind you? Finally, Ashikaga Yoshichi breathed a sigh of relief, and Meng Qiu spoke again.

Turning his head, Ashikaga Yoshinori sadly found that the few people who were lurking in the concentration camp on whom he had high hopes had already run to a place far away from him, standing beside the "Tang Army", squatting on the ground one by one with a large bowl in his arms and devouring the sea. Finding that Ashikaga Yoshimochi was looking at himself, a mud bombardment man stood up and shouted indistinctly:

"Ashikaga Yoshimori, I don't want to mess with you for the rest of my life, I can only eat chazuke and dried fish! Labor and management want to eat braised pork every meal, a delicacy you have never eaten! If you haven't eaten braised pork, you don't deserve to be a shogun! ”。

For a moment, Ashikaga Yoshimori instantly felt that a hundred bells were ringing in his ears, and he was dizzy for a while: the glory of his Muromachi shogunate and the glory of the daimyo are actually not as good as a bowl of braised pork, what is braised pork?

"General, eat rice and marseille! We have decided to give up our allegiance to you, and we will also be men who eat braised pork! At this time, a fragrance wafted over, and the devils in pseudo-military costumes glanced at each other, collectively took a step back, bowed to Ashikaga Yoshinori and said.

"Poof!" Ashikaga Yoshitsu spurted a mouthful of blood into the sky and fainted directly, and it is estimated that he will not be able to slow down for a while.

"Alas! I'm still too careful! You cut off the little brother of Ashikaga Yoshinori to prove your loyalty! Meng Qiu smiled coldly, and lazily said to the few mud bombards who had betrayed him, the latter was so frightened that he hurriedly bent down and respectfully obeyed the order, and then several people used the belt and wooden stick in their hands to "cut" off Ashikaga Yoshinori's little brother......

"I rub it, it hurts when I look at it! is worthy of being a devil, and he is really good at whimsy! ”

"Father-in-law, don't you feel like Ashikaga Yoshinori is about to die?"

"This one! It's okay, if you lose too much blood, you'll die! ”