Chapter 63: Japan, Iwami
"Your Excellency, look at this account book."
A clan elder put a notebook in front of Yan Ling with a sad face, he was the clan elder in charge of the family's finances.
Yan Ling casually flipped through it twice and closed it.
He expected the current state of affairs.
There is no money.
Feeding these tens of thousands of displaced people without going bankrupt is already a great cause for the Yan family, but even so, the treasury is already empty at this time.
However, Yan Ling was not worried.
"It's okay, I'll figure it out." He smiled and said to the clan elder, "At most, in a month and a half, the family will have an income." ”
He really didn't panic, because he had been waiting for a long time to make money, and it finally came.
What industry is the most profitable?
Of course, it's written in the Da Ming Law!
And among these countless prohibitions, there is one that is the most profitable, that is, to open silver mines.
At the time, it was the equivalent of you mastering the money printing machine, and what was printed was really not real.
However, the current ban of the Ming Dynasty is very strict, Emperor Chenghua stared at his small treasury with red eyes, Zhejiang is not Yunnan, where the emperor is far away, although it is also a large source of silver ore, but if you really dig under the noses of the tax supervisors, it will still bring trouble.
But in places other than the Ming Dynasty, then you can do whatever you want.
It just so happened that Yan Ling knew a place rich in gold and silver - Japan.
At this time, Japan has just ended the Onin Rebellion, and its strength has dropped sharply, so it is a good time to do it!
Yan Ling had long known that there were a large number of gold and silver mines in Japan, so why didn't he make a move before?
Because Japan is a country, and it also belongs to a force that is not weak. He uses a family to fight against a country, isn't this looking for death?
But now the situation is different, the end of the Onin Rebellion in Japan symbolizes the beginning of the Warring States Rebellion, the shogun gradually loses control over all parts of Japan, the unified regime begins to collapse, and Yan Ling wants to go on an expedition, all he has to do is deal with one of the daimyos.
What's even better is that the thirteenth year of Chenghua is just the right time, and the Yingren Rebellion, which lasted for ten years, ended in this year, three months ago to be exact.
At this time, all the princes were already greatly injured, and what he had to deal with was only one of the great names.
Yan Ling even felt that he didn't need to start a full-scale war to make the other party submit.
There weren't many people left.
So, Yan Ling sailed to Luzon, where he gathered all the armed forces under his family.
The main force is the two armies of the Luzon Governor's Office, in addition, there are 400 family soldiers.
Since Luzon was completely controlled by the family, he had begun to develop the army there unscrupulously, and now the number of Luzon security forces was 2,500 men, the blood army was 1,500, and there were 100 warships, including more than 10 large warships, all of which were full of artillery.
They have completely become the hegemons of the South Seas, and the merchants who come and go have to look at the face of the Governor's Mansion in Luzon.
Now, it's time to use them.
At this time, the soldiers had already boarded the ship in turn, and all kinds of supplies had been loaded and ready to set sail at any time.
Yan Ling looked at all this and suddenly felt full of spirit.
He felt as if he had returned to a hundred years ago, the era of the Golden Iron Horse.
The difference is that this army, now, is completely under its own control!
"Let's go!"
He stood at the bow of the ship and shouted, and with his command, countless sails were raised, and the fleet set sail north for the sun.
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After a period of boring sailing, Yan Ling and the others successfully came to the Sea of Japan.
Their target was Shimane Prefecture in the Sanin region of southwestern Honshu.
This is the territory of Daimyo Daiuchi Masahiro.
Before they approached Japan, they sent several teams of spies to understand the situation. According to the reports of the spies, Hiroshi Ouchi had lost a considerable amount of men in the previous war, and now controls Yamaguchi and Shimane prefectures, with about 6,000 men under his command, and has just ended a decade-long war, and the army has no fighting spirit and is even more low.
And now in Shimane Prefecture, there are only a few small silver mines.
When Yan Ling heard this, he put his heart at ease.
"Order the whole army, prepare for battle!"
He ordered.
At this time, Shimane Prefecture did not realize the seriousness of the problem.
The ships were moored at the docks, and the soldiers rested in their rooms not far from shore.
The war is over, and now is the time for rest. That's what they thought.
Therefore, when the large row of ships in the distance approached at full speed, they were defenseless.
The soldiers stationed on the dock were dumbfounded: where did this fleet come from? Isn't there already an armistice?
After a moment of stunned effort, the battleship got a little closer, and only then did they react and beat the gongs and drums desperately, trying to remind their comrades.
But it didn't work, the enemy ships came too quickly, and the ships wanted to complete their preparations for battle, and the time was not short.
They could only watch as the ships turned their bows and flanked the Ouchi's warship.
"Boom!"
Before the soldiers left behind on the ship could react, their ship had already turned into a sea of fire, let out a painful wail in the roar, and then slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.
However, after several rounds of shelling, the naval ships of Shimane Prefecture were completely wiped out, and there was no time to even make a strong resistance.
However, those big ships did not stop moving after destroying the navy, and the muzzles of their guns were slightly adjusted, and they bombarded the shore indiscriminately.
By the time the attack finally stopped, the coast was in shambles.
The camp of the navy garrisoned here had been scorched to the ground, screams and wails were constantly coming from inside, and the survivors fled in all directions, trying to escape the hellish place.
At this time, the strange ships finally came to shore, and heavily armed soldiers fell from above, and they quickly formed a formation and launched an attack.
In a few moments, the vicinity of the dock was completely controlled by this strange army.
"My lord, apart from one hundred and fifty-one captives, there are no more living people here!" A soldier said.
Yan Ling nodded slightly, he took the map and looked at it, and then waved his hand,
"Plan, act!"
"Yes!"
The Luzon army quickly divided into two lines and advanced rapidly, and they wanted to defeat the nearby Japanese troops before Ouchiya could react and completely control the area.
Yan Ling looked at the mountain in front of him and smiled.
In his eyes, it was not a mountain.
It was a mine full of silver.
"Let's go!"
He ordered.
Behind him, a guard of more than 400 people escorted hundreds of miners, carrying all kinds of equipment, and walked towards the mountain.
And there were survivors, who turned their heads in the process of escaping, and took one last look at the flag flying above the ship.
Chen and Luzon, these three big characters are quite eye-catching.
(End of chapter)