Just when Zhu Fugui called Mo Bai and asked him to organize a group of cavalry along the river to capture some guaranteed white slaves who met the needs of mining, a guy covered in bandages staggered over.

Behind him was a group of doctors and nurses, shouting: "Captain Sen, you can't do this, you can't run around!" ”

At the same time, the guards beside Zhu Fugui also immediately took out pistols and knives and aimed at the comer.

They were carefully selected fighters, and they had no night blindness at all with a good diet, and they saw at a glance that the bandaged man who was running over was actually holding a one-and-a-half-foot-long command short knife in his hand.

"Hooray!"

Morishita's face was wrapped in bandages, and the two white eyes were exposed, which looked particularly terrifying.

He knelt down more than ten meters away from Zhu Fugui.

"The guilty minister Mori, who lived up to the emperor's grace and caused the 'Zhenjiang' to be shot, is really a shame for the navy, and can only apologize with death!"

Zhu Fugui just wanted to say that the guns on the battlefield have no eyes, and it is normal for warships to be shot, so Morishita directly pulled out his saber and slammed it into his stomach.

"Holy!"

Zhu Fugui was taken aback.

Accustomed to the "craftsmanship spirit" of the later generations of Heisei and Reiwa, Zhu Fugui didn't expect Morishita to play so big!

"Hey, hundreds of thousands of tons of nuclear waste and sewage are discharged into the sea, and thousands of people have died in the epidemic, it's just a bow, you are too sincere!"

Zhu Fugui wanted to step forward to help Morishita, but was stopped by the guards.

After all, the other party is holding a knife, stabbing himself to death is small, stabbing to death Long live the master, that is a big deal.

Fortunately, Mo Bai was agile, and after making sure that the Long Live Lord was not in danger, he suddenly jumped forward and subdued the weak Morishita.

But Mo Bai was still a step late, and Morishita's knife had already pierced more than an inch into his stomach.

Several other guards, as well as nearby rocks and Zhang Changgui and others, hurriedly stepped forward and worked together to firmly control Morishita, and did not let him make a horizontal cut and then pull a knife to flow out of the intestines.

"Captain Morishita, because he was affected by the explosion, he was in a coma until now, but as soon as he woke up, he ran out while we were not paying attention......"

Dr. Dong Wei, chief physician and army major of Daming Royal Hospital, hurriedly explained.

"Fork Sen Aiqing down for me and treat it well!" Zhu Fugui nodded.

"Yes!" Dong Wei and several nurses hurriedly stepped forward and loaded Mori Xia onto a stretcher with the help of everyone.

"Morishi, I'm either a Fusang clan that has not opened up the people's customs, or I have had it, and I must also be tried by a military court, and you are not allowed to do such a stupid thing, if I know what you do again, I will abolish your Yunnan household registration, and you will not be buried in the ancestral grave of the Qujing Sen family in Yunnan!"

threatened Mori, Zhu Fugui ordered someone to fork him down, such a serious threat, I believe he should not be so impulsive again.

The Japanese in this era are really a bit scary, and they will show you to tear your large intestine at every turn, who can stand this?

But in any case, these people are at least much more pleasing to the eye than the descendants who used the Americans as urinal meat screens in later generations.

"Give up the degeneration of material civilization, find back the simple and stoic virtues and spirit of the ancients, and become a true warrior!"

In 1970, wearing a headband of "Seven Lives to Serve the Country", Yukio Mishima committed suicide by seppuku in accordance with the traditional Japanese ritual.

This great writer is actually not a real ****, he criticized **** in "Bushido ****".

What he could not accept was the fact that Japan had become a gelding dog of Westerners, and in order to change all this, he even tried to launch a mutiny, but in exchange for the ridicule of the people of the time.

In the end, Yukio Mishima committed suicide by seppuku, and among the Japanese in the following era, there was no more fierce dog that dared to bare his teeth at the American master.

It may be difficult for future generations to understand why Morishita and others, who are Japanese slaves, are so fanatical about the revival of the Ming Dynasty, but in this era, even Chinese people like Qi Wenchang can understand it to some extent.

Morishita is not a person, but a microcosm of the zeitgeist.

After the Black Ship Incident, Westerners rampant in Japan, and a large number of Japanese came up with the idea that Japan should assist China in fighting the Western powers because of its small territory and lack of national strength.

Even if that China is just a Tatarized China, and it is not a Chinese Zhengshuo, it is still where hope lies.

It's a pity that the Manchu Qing Dynasty really can't support the wall, which not only disappoints the Chinese people, but also disappoints the elites.

And the vigorous Ming Dynasty, even if it was so weak at the beginning, but it represents the Chinese Zhengshuo, on behalf of the mother country of the country, it is naturally easy, and it is regarded as a beacon of Asia by Morishita in despair.

In fact, not only Japan, Korea, and Ryukyu people have such thoughts, but also the Chinese themselves, how can they not be the upper states of the Celestial Empire, and the idea of helping the world at the same time, or the world of the yellow race?

In the Ming Imperial Library, there is such a cool text that will not be outdated even in later generations - "New Era".

This book is not made up by Zhu Fugui, or picked up from the era of online literature, it is a book written by people from the Qing Dynasty.

In the 34th year of Guangxu of the Pseudo-Qing Dynasty, in 1908, there was an old man named Jin Zuoli and the owner of the Bihe Pavilion, who wrote this book that made people laugh and cry.

"The first review used the Yellow Emperor to write about the opening of the White Council in the future

The second time he saw the opportunity and resigned as the prime minister, there was nothing to do to seek the Hun king's urgency

The third time to save compatriots Fei Dian Qi Qianxun, heavy recruitment colleagues set up ancestors

……

In the twentieth round, the final battle will be won and lost, and the world will settle the dispute."

In the book, Jin envisions that in 1999, the next century is approaching, China will be a constitutional monarchy with a population of 1 billion and an army of 6 million.

Not only did he recover the concessions of the great powers in China, but he also re-became the leader of all the yellow countries.

In this year, Hungary, far away in Eastern Europe, because of the bullying of white European countries, the country is poor and weak, and the Chinese emperor called for help.

When the Chinese emperor heard this, he immediately sent troops on an expedition to Europe to avenge his "compatriots", challenge the white powers, and finally force the white countries to sign an alliance under the city.

In the midst of the great victory, China led the yellow race nations into a new era and opened a new chapter.

……

From the perspective of the time, Mr. Jin was undoubtedly an angry young man, a racist, and a deviant of the civilized order, but also a paranoid.

But looking back in the 21st century, Zhu Fugui prefers to call him half a prophet, and the China of later generations has fulfilled at least a small part of his old man's prophecy.

Of course, although we are already strong, we are far from being the beacon of the yellow race.

Hungary is not the "queen of the Huns" who recognizes Huaxia as the big brother, and can only be barely regarded as a more pro-China country among European countries.

Although the transcript may not have a high score, I believe that Mr. Jin should be more relieved to see all this in the sky.

Objectively speaking, this book is literary, but in the library, the borrowing rate of this book is quite high, and it is very popular.

Zhu Fugui doesn't know if Morishita has been influenced by this book to some extent, but there is no doubt that within the Ming Dynasty, there is a unified idea, that is, if you want to unite the yellow people in the world and establish an unbreakable yellow alliance, China is the best and only choice that can succeed.

No matter how strong a country like Japan is, its heritage and potential will not be enough to support their ambitions.

Looking at Morishita who was carried down, Zhu Fugui sighed.

At this time, he noticed that there was a short, pale sailor, who was on tiptoe, with his hands folded and silently praying to Morishita in the distance.

Instinctively, Zhu Fugui felt that this little man did not seem to be Chinese.

But there are only about 20 Japanese men in the Ming Dynasty, and there doesn't seem to be such a number.

"You drop, what drop work?"

Zhu Fugui stretched out his finger and pointed, and immediately a guard stepped forward to lift him over.

"I ...... I'm Corporal Ito, a first-year sailor......," the little man said in a panicked voice in unfamiliar Chinese.

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