Uonuki Town.

This is a small isolated fishing village in the southwest corner of Amakusa Shimojima; Steep mountains on the north, east and south sides, and only the west side faces the vast sea, and a simple wharf has been built with about a dozen small fishing boats moored.

There are only seventeen or eighteen households in the small fishing village, but there is a small but beautifully carved church in the center of the village; The dark red main building, typical of the Baroque style, stands with a pointed roof and a large white marble cross on the roof, which stands out from the crowd of low fishermen's shacks.

In the depression on the southeast side of the village, a large grass hut has been built, and judging from the log shacks with dead yellow leaves, it must have been built not long ago; Although the grass hut is simple, it is built very neatly, and more than 100 grass huts are arranged into a standard rectangle; There was a large open space in front of the hut, on which a layer of stones was thinly placed, but it had been trampled as smooth as a mirror.

With the sound of a long bamboo whistle, many Japanese people wearing uniform bamboo armor and carrying long Lu Mi guns on their shoulders poured out of the grass hut, rushing to the open space with their feet and starting to form a team; Unlike the rest of the Wakoku, these people wore a strip of white cloth tied to their heads, and a blood-red cross on their foreheads was particularly eye-catching.

Soon a large square of four small squares was arranged, and the clearing fell silent; In the sound of boots, four or five teenagers appeared in the clearing, surrounded by a tall figure; The tall figure was dressed in a large iron armor, which, unlike the usual large armor, did not have a V-shaped front lining, but was decorated with a cross made of thin iron pieces on its forehead.

After standing in front of the team, the tall figure first drew a cross on his chest, then took out the golden cross in his bosom and held it high, chanting aloud, "May God bless and let the Lord's holy light spread throughout Japan!" ”

The entire phalanx fell to one knee in unison. Echo echoed, "Sprinkle all over Japan!" Sprinkle all over Japan! Sprinkle all over Japan! ”

Needless to say, the tall figure was Amakusa Shiro Shizhen, and at this moment he lowered his arm and scanned the army in front of him with his dark and shining eyes, which he called the "Holy War Battalion", and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

After escaping from Nagasaki to Amakusa Island, Shiro began his feat of carrying on the legacy of Henk's father and reviving the Kiritan religion.

He first traveled to the upper and lower islands of Amakusa. Bringing together the Kishibutan cultists who had been turned into headless flies by the unfortunate martyrdom of Saemon Yatsushiro Yoshinomaru - a task that should have been extremely difficult was made easy by possessing the Golden Cross, a sacred relic.

After gaining the support of more than 700 believers on the island, Shiro chose the isolated town of Uokuni as the main altar of the Kiritan sect - it is remote and faces the sea, and even if something happens, it can be quickly moved.

After that, Shiro focused on two things.

One of them was the "holy war battalion" in front of him - when he was in Nagasaki, Chu Fan's sneak attack on the Sankeidae camp gave Shiro an extremely shocking impression, and made him understand that strong force can ensure the survival of the Kiritan sect.

Therefore, after the main altar was decided, Shiro selected 200 young men from the island's disciples. According to the rough training method taught to him by Chu Fan, he practiced day and night, and after half a year, this holy war battalion had already taken shape.

The second is the Chechitan chieftain who contacted the southwestern domains.

Due to the failure of the Nagasaki uprising, none of the leaders of the southwestern domains, except for Bunzen, were all martyred, so the entire Kiritan religion can be described as a plate of scattered sand; Shiro sent out all the people he could send and sent them to the various domains. But there are very few responders.

What frustrated him the most was that despair permeated the island of Kyushu. Even the chieftain of Bunzen, who had escaped death due to illness, had lost his former fighting spirit, and indulged in alcoholic women every day, and even the envoys he sent did not want to see each other more often - it seemed that everyone agreed that under the rule of the mighty Tokugawa shogunate, the Kiritshita religion was already in decline. There is no more chance of turning over.

Correspondingly, the daimyos, castle lords, and even old middle schools who originally believed in the Kiritan religion announced their apostasy one by one under the tremendous pressure of the Tokugawa shogunate, and turned to worship Amaterasu. Even the low-level believers who have always been steadfast in their beliefs. They also began to wander and watch, and many people abandoned their religion against their will in front of the butcher's knife raised high by the shogunate.

This made Shiro anxious but helpless - his holy war battalion was too small in number and too weak; After the establishment of the two rescues of the slaughtered believers, the opponent is only the Amakusa County Guard, the ashigaru has lost nearly one-third, and now there are only about 130 people left; If you want to rescue more believers, where is this foundation!

And if you want to train more holy war fighters, not to mention anything else, this training fund alone is something Shiro can't solve - he is not as rich as Chu Fan!

Without warriors, Shiro would not have been able to rescue the persecuted cultists, and could only watch them succumb to the shogunate's obscenity and abandon their religion!

Just when Shiro was at a loss, the fleet of the Fuliao Army appeared on the sea surface of Yuguan Town, and what made Shiro even more ecstatic was that Chu Fan actually arrived in person, and after learning that he was here through contact, he was ready to go ashore to meet him!

Chu Fan's imminent arrival gave Shiro hope to get out of the current predicament - although they only met for a short time in Nagasaki, Chu Fan taught him military knowledge and what he did, so that Shiro regarded him as a mentor to himself and even the Chechi Dan Sect from the bottom of his heart!

In front of dozens of people who dared to sneak attack the camp of Sanjingdae and successfully snatched the holy relics from the heavily guarded prison, there should be no problem in the world that he can't solve, right?

That's why Shiro solemnly gathered the entire holy war camp and welcomed the legendary mentor with the grandest ceremony.

"Drop~~"

The bamboo whistle sounded again, and the four squads of the holy war camp began to march towards Uokuni Town one by one with neat steps; Shiro followed on the left side of the team, holding the golden cross and walking solemnly - he wanted Chu Fan to see his achievements in the past half a year.

When passing through Uokuni Town, the fishermen of the whole village were alarmed, and they followed the team to watch the excitement - since the establishment of the holy war camp, they had never seen them fully armed and solemnly greet anyone, let alone Amakusa Shiro Shisada, the sect leader himself, who was here today?

Soon the team came to the beach north of Uokan Town, and the fishermen were dumbfounded, only to see that the sea not far away was densely packed with giant ships, and a small Uokukan Bay was stuffed to the brim, and they couldn't see Xiangjiangshan on the other side of the bay!

There were not many people on the beach, but all of them were tall and bright, and the young man in the lead, wearing a pure white fur, was standing in the snow with his hands in his hands, and was looking at his own sect leader with a smile. (To be continued.) )