"The wind is howling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Horses are barking. The Yellow River is roaring. The Yellow River is roaring. ”

"The hills of Hexi are ten thousand feet high. Hedong Hebei sorghum is ripe. In the mountains, there are really a lot of anti-Japanese heroes! In the green gauze tent, the guerrilla athletes are heroic! ”

"Picked up the earthen guns and foreign guns, waved the big sword and spear, and defended the hometown! Defend the Yellow River! Defend North China! Defend all of China! ”

On the island of the Fuso Concession, a huge loudspeaker allowed several North Korean soldiers to sing bright songs with their feet on the generator.

"Defend the Yellow River"!

Poor rows and rows of Japanese cannon fodder recruits, who basically couldn't understand Chinese, were trained and assembled under this kind of music. (Even if you can understand it in the future, I guess I don't know what China means, the name China is not popular now, people only know the Ming Dynasty.) ）

For these Fusang men, Zhu Zilong was worried at first, afraid that people would not listen to him.

As a result, it was surprising to find that these people who signed up were extremely obedient and disciplined.

The degree of being able to bear hardships and stand hard work is far beyond Zhu Zilong's imagination.

At this time in Japan, ordinary people did not have a surname, only a nickname. Last time, Zhu Zilong asked the people to name one after another, after all, it is not national, and most of the soldiers still do not have names.

So, Zhu Zilong decided to give them a Han surname in front. Without it, the people are the people, these people are cannon fodder, they are soldiers, and they must have some sense of identity.

A little more sense of identity for Da Ming's death, plus money and benefits, are you afraid that they will rush forward with peace of mind?

Next to the non-commissioned officer in charge of registration, Zhu Zilong directly moved out a chair and sat there. On the side is a book of 100 family names, one by one to name the Japanese cannon fodder recruits, of course, if it is pleasing to the eye, then deliberately give a good name.

For several hours, when Zhu Zilong was a little impatient, his eyes lit up.

A two-meter-tall Han recruit came over, and after asking carefully, it turned out that his grandmother was a Yanma. Then his father was a Ming merchant again, but he went to sea in his early years, and his parents died.

Good guy, in this way, this thing is a multinational hybrid, and it is not too much to say that it is an alternative Ming people.

"What's your name?" Zhu Zilong approached who for the first time today and asked kindly.

The tall man was a little frightened, and quickly knelt down and replied that he only had a nickname, called Amu.

Hehe, it really has a bit of wood show in the forest.

Zhu Zilong had a good first impression of him and decided to give him a good name himself. I turned around in my mind, thinking to myself, this product has the blood of the Ming people, and in the future, more and more cannon fodder Japanese hope that they will be proud of the Ming people.

If you have it, then give him a compound surname, and when you are different, bring a little hint.

"Amu, you will be called Dongfang Mu in the future!" Zhu Zilong shouted loudly.

China has many surnames from ancient times to the present, and there are more than a few Shangguan, Sima and the like.

There are records alone, and they are still in use, including Ouyang, Taishi, Duanmu, Shangguan, Sima, Dongfang, Dugu, Nangong, Wan Qi, Wenren, Xiahou, Zhuge , Weichi, Gongyang, Helian, Shantai, Huangfu, Zongzheng, Puyang, Gongye, Taishu, Shentu, Gongsun, Murong, Zhongsun, Zhongli, Changsun, Yuwen, Situ, Xianyu, Sikong, Luqiu, Ziche, Qiguan, Sikou, Wuma, Gongxi, and hundreds of others.

Of the tens of thousands of Japanese recruits, there are only a few dozen people who are fortunate enough to be given names by Zhu Zilong himself.

And the name is a compound surname, only Dongfang Mu is alone.

This meaning is completely different, and when it comes to it, not only did all the Japanese soldiers look at Dongfang Mu's expressions, full of jealousy. Even the soldiers of the Zhu family army looked at him differently.

I thought, is it the grandfather of the country who is secretly referring to it?

So, wait until Zhu Zilong leaves. A few North Korean officers in charge spontaneously patted the sycophants and set up a small flag, a general flag and other positions for this Dongfang Mu and several of his friends.

Dongfang Mu even gave him a position of acting for hundreds of households!

After tens of thousands of people settled their names one after another, they began to enter the real interior of the island in batches.

The first thing I did when I came to Zone A was to get my gear, take a shower, and change my clothes. Oh, and you have to shave your head first, in short, take care of your personal hygiene.

A bald head is completely stressful for the Japanese of this era. As far as their hairstyle is concerned, it is basically not much stronger than that of the wild boar skin. It's also that there is no hair in the first half, so it's better to become bald.

The old rule, after doing a good job of personal hygiene, it is natural to throw away all the old clothes and the like.

It doesn't matter if the old one is gone, send the new one.

Each person has a few pairs of cloth shoes, five pairs of socks, various cups, bottles, and linen clothes produced by the people of the Ming Dynasty. Considering that these Japanese had signed a deed of sale, Zhu Zilong meant that he felt the need to "treat" them well.

It's just to dump goods for Daming, and you can earn it back from them anyway!

In Area A, the Japanese cannon fodder recruits who changed their clothes, put on cotton socks and cloth shoes for the first time, and took a basin of various things, had a look of surprise on their faces. Keep touching, keep looking.

Dongfang Mu couldn't close his mouth because of his name and the welfare of hundreds of households.

And that's not all!

When I was eating, I heard that it was a buffet, and I ate two bowls of white rice. It's really white rice, not rice bran boiled wild vegetables. You must know that in these days, only the daimyo and his family can eat rice, and it is not so snow-white.

When it was time for dinner, I asked the Japanese recruits who were lining up to eat what kind of dishes they wanted.

The big guys were collectively stunned, just give the rice to eat, and there are still vegetables?

Moreover, looking at the cauldron in front of you, it seems that there are more than eight or nine dishes, can there really be dishes? How much can you fight?

The chef who worked inside found that 99% of Japanese people could not speak Chinese. Yes, it's neat and easy to call your own shots. Everyone who passes by, depending on the mood, comes to a spoonful of dishes. Breed random!

Then the expressionless, regardless of whether others can understand it or not, just called: "Next!" ”

Dongfang Mu and his friends went to the cafeteria and found an empty seat to sit down. When no one grabbed it, I found that many of my companions didn't speak, silently crying over the bowl of food.

Nima, this food, it's impossible to eat it every day!

At the first bite, all the Japanese soldiers burst into tears, and their tongues almost bit off. There is only one thought in my heart: it is so delicious, it is really the best taste in the world.

If you look closely, there seems to be a bit of shredded meat in the dish. Immediately, it was even more messy in the wind.

In Fuso, only during the festival and the New Year, the samurai master can eat a little meat. Those of us who can eat meat in normal times?

The Japanese cannon fodder soldiers, infinitely lamented that they had hit the time of great luck.

Far away on the other side of the barracks, I listened to the reports of my subordinates. Zhu Zilong said to the adjutant: "Yes, just follow this plan." In the future, we must make some appearance in the Japanese concession and make it an image project. Let all Japanese know that the Ming Dynasty is invincible, and that being able to live in the Ming Dynasty is the same as being able to live in heaven.

Plus, only by following in my footsteps can you be assured. There is another issue that is very important, that is, the problem of language, the official dialect of the Ming Dynasty must be promoted in Japan, and Japanese is such a thing, so let's throw it into the garbage heap of history as soon as possible. Post it, learn the first sentence of Chinese, as well as ten sentences, and literacy of more than 50 sentences, or proficient in speaking and reading, all engage in a reward standard out! ”

-------- (To be continued.) )