Hiroshima is the capital of the Mori clan's ancestor, Mori Motosa.

His grandson, the leader of the Western Army, Mori Terumoto, was defeated at the Battle of Sekigahara.

The victorious Tokugawa Ieyasu took most of the Mori Terumoto's fiefdoms, including the capital city of Hiroshima, and gave them to Fukushima Masanori as Aki Province.

In the Edo period, Fukushima Masanori was demoted to a commoner, and the Asano clan became the daimyo of the Hiroshima Domain, receiving 426,000 koku.

It is precisely for this reason that at the beginning of the year, when the Choshu Domain threatened Kansai and threatened Kyoto, Mori returned to Hiroshima with great interest and worshiped his ancestors to repair the genealogy.

However, before the Maori brother had a hot butt in Hiroshima, he was driven back to Yamaguchi's lair by the French Coalition Army.

And Asano Keichi, who had been driven away by the Mori clan before, took the samurai of the Hiroshima Domain and ran back in a hurry.

is also a kind of daimyo who is like a dog, and he is pressed to the ground by the Maori clan like a dog, and Asano Keichi can be said to have lost face.

And today, on the docks in Hiroshima, Asano is ready to reforge his dignity as a feudal lord.

Sixteen Red Dragon Wanderers and so-called Zun Ming Warriors who took the lead in the rebellion were trapped on the high platform by the five flowers.

They had been exposed to the scorching sun for two days, and now they were at the height of their weakness.

Later generations did all kinds of evil in Japan, and it was accused of being a big crow flying from northeastern China, and it was hovering in the sky endlessly.

The samurai of the Hiroshima Domain, armed with swords on their shoulders, watched vigilantly.

If Asano wanted to establish his authority, he naturally wanted to publicly execute the rebels who opposed him, so he chose a place like the pier where people came and went, and the number of onlookers every day was quite considerable.

The samurai knew that those who sympathized with these noble men must be mixed in with the crowd, and they could break out at any time.

But they weren't too scared.

Because under the pergola not far away, in addition to the fat-brained Asano feudal lord, there are a full 200 new shogunate troops, and 50 armed French soldiers!

This is not the case for the lord of the restored kingdom in every place.

That is, Hiroshima is strategically located and is a big city, so the noble French lords have divided a platoon to garrison here.

With them, Hiroshima can rest easy.

50 French soldiers were enough to defeat 5,000 ashigaru, a truth proven by more than a dozen battles, large and small.

With these people here, even if the dead soldiers of the Odd Troop appear here, there is nothing to fear.

Moreover, the reason why the prisoners were burned at the stake, rather than simply beheaded, was also the idea of the French.

This is the best punishment for the infidels.

Originally, Asano Keichi didn't have a good impression of God, but now it's different.

Asano Qingchi smiled and said to a French officer next to him: "Mr. Lieutenant, I see that the time is almost up, should we light the fire?" ”

As he spoke, he also took out a small fan and flatteringly fanned the French officer beside him.

As a little-known little lieutenant, Travel felt very good.

When he arrived in the Far East, he felt that he was no longer the son of the Marseille tailor, but an incomparably noble lord.

The hospitality of these yellow-skinned monkeys is very good, and the women who contribute are also very obedient, even if they are ravaged with riding boots, they will never dare to disobey.

Travel pointed his nostrils at the lowly Oriental in front of him, and said lightly: "Not yet, we must lure the snake out of the hole and wipe out all the pro-Ming elements lurking in Hiroshima!" ”

"You know, we French are limited in number, and until the arrival of those Tatar servants, I and my French warriors will have to stay here to maintain basic order, so anyone who poses a threat to us French must be found and killed!"

"Hayi!"

Asano nodded repeatedly, and then shouted at the guards, "Splash me with water, and then whip me hard!" ”

As the clear water was poured on their heads, the confused pro-Ming elements woke up.

But then came a slap of whip.

But even so, one of them still cursed when he spat out his teeth.

He even turned his head and shouted at the people who were watching: "My generation in East Asia, the emperor is the father, and the eight are one Yu, only by respecting the father and killing the thief can the Caucasian people be expelled from East Asia!" ”

"This battle is not a war between the Japanese and the French, but a battle between the yellow race and the whites, everyone listen to me, the emperor is fake, he will only wag his tail and beg for mercy to the whites, only our great tomorrow is the iron-clad good man who punches the white commander!"

"The king of the Ming Dynasty is on the way, and they will definitely not abandon our widows!"

"As long as the king of the Ming Dynasty comes, we will all be able to live a prosperous life like the people of Shangguan and Shangguan, everyone will have clothes to wear, and everyone can eat pearl rice!"

"Yaga!"

Asano Qingblaze his seven holes and scolded, "Give me a slap in the mouth, see if he dares to talk nonsense!" ”

With whips and fists in hand, Taro Mishima still worked hard to preach to the people.

His eye sockets were bloody and the blood vessels in his eyeballs had ruptured.

The world that Mishima saw through the swollen eyelids had become a bloody blur, but his heart was extraordinarily peaceful.

He remembered the first time he came into contact with Mingxue.

It was also a sweltering afternoon.

Taro Mishima accidentally got a booklet called "The Ming Emperor's Quest for Destruction".

It came from the south, and it is said to have been written by a Ming Japanese man named Ito Hirobumi.

From that day on, Taro Mishima knew that there was already an incomparably powerful kingdom of yellow people in the distant Americas.

From the very beginning, he constantly fought against the people of the United States.

It was the Milicon who forced the shogunate to open the sea with the Black Ship Incident, and the Milican who was incomparably powerful in the memory of the Japanese people, but was repeatedly defeated by the Ming Emperor, and even ceded the land and sued for peace.

There, the yellow race could walk on the road with their heads held high, while the white people were reduced to social animals and needed more labor to get the yellow people's alms.

Is there really such a kingdom?

Mishima isn't sure.

So he managed to subscribe to a newspaper called the Daming Times from the black market.

In these illustrated newspapers, he learned more and more.

The world is so big, and Japan is so small!

Whether it is the shogunate or the emperor, their pattern is still too small after all!

Therefore, Mishima finally chose to join the cause of welcoming Mingzun.

He rose to prominence in several assassinations of foreigners and shogunate officials, and gradually became a cadre on which the organization depended.

When the Choshu Domain raised the banner of reverence and reverence, he and his men took active action to provide information and materials for the Strange Army, and made great contributions to their invasion of Hiroshima Castle.

Even after the French entered the war, the situation reversed, and the Choshu army retreated to the mountain pass and Shimonoseki, Mishima still unrelentingly led the members of the Red Dragon Society to carry out various sabotage activities.

Eventually, during an operation to burn French supplies, he fell into a trap and was captured due to the betrayal of a traitor.

And now, there is another traitor by his side!

"I can't stand it!"

Suddenly, a bloodied ronin whined and shouted, "Your Excellency, I know it's wrong, I can expose it, I can expose the hall and cadres of the Red Dragon Society in An Yiguo!" ”

"Oh?"

Keichi Asano came to the spirit.

He jumped out of his chair, personally picked up a scoop of water, and put it on the ronin's mouth: "Yo Xi, as long as your information is useful, you can get a pardon, and even a reward!" ”

"Hayi, Hayi!"

The ronin hurriedly craned his neck and grunted to drink water.

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"Kondo-senpai, do you know what you're talking about!"

"You greedy rat who is afraid of death, a coward who is a dog for foreigners! I misread you! ”

"You traitor, when Mingzun comes to Fusang, you will definitely go to hell!"

"Shut up!"

With a wave of his hand, the samurai stepped forward and lashed and slapped the cursing pro-Ming elements.

"Bastard!"

Taro Mishima gritted his back molars, his eyes bloodshot, and glared angrily at his boss Kondo, who was revealing information to Asano Keichi.

He could never have imagined that the leader of his respected cause, the most beloved teacher and senior, would be greedy for apostasy at the last moment!

With his status, he will deal a devastating blow to Hiroshima Red Dragon in one fell swoop!