Chapter 142: Another Round of Conspiracy
DR April 6, 1832, Sendai Ruins
On this razed ruins, Tony's rough wood was now gray, his beard was skewed, he was a forty-year-old uncle in terms of appearance, and he did not look like a victor at all, and the whole person was lying exhausted in the bed, bored to catch lice for himself, and his clothes were in tatters, and he was covered with layers of greasy dirt and blood. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
His Majesty the Former Emperor, who was fortunate and unfortunate, was very unfortunate enough to be ambushed and injured while exterminating the nearby rebels.
The reason why he is said to be lucky is entirely because with his exploits in annihilating Sendai, Emperor Kuho officially canonized him as a daimyo and became an orthodox general and a powerful governor.
It's not the same thing......
Since the departure of the Eastern Army, Tony's motley army has been beaten quite miserably in less than a month, and there is really nothing to say about the war between rookies pecking each other.
Order must know that this guy accidentally fell into an ambush, and if the Far Eastern Fleet hadn't stayed here to rest, he would have been inexplicably driven into the sea.
No matter how ups and downs Tony Rough Wood has been these days, at least he can still enjoy a rare peaceful life with his life now.
At this moment, the sound of crisp footsteps came from far and near from the corridor.
Tony Rough didn't pay much attention to this - it was the base camp of the ragtag army, and there were soldiers patrolling it all the time, not to mention that no one would come looking for him.
However, just as he was about to get up and look for something to fill his stomach, the door outside the house was suddenly opened.
Suddenly, a breath of fresh air with a slight chill poured into the room full of musty, urine and sweat, and Tony, who was originally groggy and a little lazy, couldn't help but feel refreshed immediately.
“…… Tony-sama, it's been a long time, and it looks like you're not having a good time! ”
"This voice ......"
"What? Don't remember what's next? As a prince of His Majesty Jiufeng, at least you must know the Prime Minister of the Imperial Council, but it took me a long time to learn about you from that stinky boy! ”
"But I never thought you'd come to see me, Kojiro Sasaki!"
"Hahaha, I've got some good news!"
Half an hour later, General Tony's rough wood, who had been hastily freshened, changed into a half-worn enchanted samurai armor, hung up the katana that had been commonly used in the past few months, and was personally served by the elite samurai of the miscellaneous army to leave the house.
Outside the house, Ashigaru had already received the news, prepared his horses, respectfully sent the general on his horse, and then was hugged by a large number of guards, and left this ghost place where Ali was not very good.
Sendai in April really has nothing to see, and the population of the displaced people who have been collected these days, plus the civilians who live there now, has not exceeded 5,000 until now, and everywhere is a desolate scene of extreme depression and dilapidation.
Between the scorched ruins, many simple shacks were built in a haphazard manner, and countless unkempt homeless people, one in the east and one in the west, crowded every street and alley, making the whole town emit a disgusting stench.
Everywhere you can see scrawny hungry people, trying to reach out and beg for food, or suddenly spit out a stream of fishy yellow water and quietly throw themselves to the ground......
Tony Roughwood didn't care about the affairs of the territory, there was not enough food to stop the epidemic from raging, and there was no other way but to let it go.
However, today's Tony Rough Wood came to this shack area accompanied by Sasaki Kojiro, because the good news from the Sword Master is here.
Before you know it, Tony's rough wooden caravan leaves the traditional patrol area, stalks around the shantytowns, and finally stops in front of a secluded hut.
"Is this it, Sasaki-sama?"
"That's right, he's waiting for you, General Tony Roughwood......"
Tony was surprised by the environment inside, and when he took off his shoes and followed Sasaki into the private room of the inner room, he felt even more distant from the miserable world outside.
The spotless tatami mats, the quaint Kyoto-style tea set, the black lacquer table are lined with beautiful inkstones from Edo, and the walls are covered with landscape ink paintings and calligraphy banners......
When the maids came up with the dishes, Tony looked at the delicacies in disbelief, it was incredible that they could find these ingredients in Sendai!
However, he was not stunned by the other side, and sat with Sasaki behind a beautiful screen framed with ukiyo-e of Yoshiwara Hanakai, and each of them hugged the wine girl and drank it.
"How about man, I said you wouldn't be disappointed, would you?"
"That's true...... But there's nothing to say about that alone, it's time to confess, Sasaki-sama! ”
"Hey, Your Majesty is really vigilant." An unfamiliar voice came from the corridor, Tony Rough Mu looked at the door for the first time, and after opening it, he was surprised to find that the other party was actually Matsuda Shingo!
That is, Carl.
"You...... How did you end up here!? ”
"What could I not have been here, General Tony...... Or His Majesty Emperor Tokusho! ”
"I see...... Tony Roughwood let go of the escort girl beside him, and smiled a little miserably, "Are you going to poison me by calling me over...... What a good idea......"
"No, no, no!" Carl hurriedly waved his hand, indicating that this was all your illusion, "Dongying has come to this point, we don't need to think about these fights and killings, calling you here for other things." ”
"Anything else?" Tony Rough Wood couldn't understand what the other party was trying to say, and Carl patiently explained the reason to him.
"These days, the generals also know what the situation is in Dongying, our country can't withstand more tosses, but if we want to recover, we must get supplements from other places."
"That makes sense, but what does it have to do with me?"
"It has a lot to do with it...... Although it is true that the officers and soldiers do not have much fighting power, and there is not enough salary to drive them to fight, we can get the Bretanians to help...... As long as you can make a small sacrifice, you can also clean up the disobedient Southern Buddhist forces by the way. ”
“…… You've been thinking about this for a long time...... But is there really hope? ”
"Absolutely! The Emperor can even use himself as bait, and the Bretanians will be furious, and then we will be able to go to the other side of the sea together and get enough resources...... So ......"
Unbeknownst to Lorraine at this time, the conspiracy was once again approaching him......