Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhongchuan Ya was out of the city very easily, which made him more sure of the Ming army's idea of ​​the alliance under the city!

After going out of the fence, he even saw more than a dozen people with smoky faces entering the city, and the sergeants on the side ignored them.

The military spirit is gone!

After taking more than ten steps, a stern shout came from the darkness: "Who?! Password!"

Two sergeants walked out of the darkness holding muskets, the bayonet shimmering.

Nakagawa Ya raised his hands up and said: "In Xia Zhongchuan Ya, I have a relationship with my uncle, so I'm here to see you."

The two sergeants took a step back vigilantly, and one of them said: "Raise your hands up and pay attention to your movements. Once there is a change, I will poke your fart YAN on the railing and make you wailing all night."

Nakagawa walked over cautiously, acting like the old woman next to the emperor, slow and sluggish.

"Get down!"

Nakagawa was hit by a gun **** on his chest. He covered his chest and lay down slowly before being roughly searched.

When he was taken to Xin Laoqi's place, Xin Laoqi waved his hand to let the two people go, and then asked, "What are you doing to find my master?"

Nakagawa Ya whispered: "Xia Xia was ordered to come here, wanting to ask Uncle's thoughts."

Old Xin Qiyi waved his hand and said indifferently: "Let's wait."

This waited until the sky was light, and then Zhongchuan Ya was taken to Fang Xing's temporary residence.

This is a nice family home. The fire last night directly destroyed most of the buildings outside Kyoto. The well-preserved place became a resting place for the Ming army.

As for the ordinary people?

In Fang Xing's words: If you haven't rushed to dig pits, you will be merciful.

Yang Rong got up early in the morning, and he woke up here with a sore waist and back pain.

Fang Xing was still sitting on the floor and regaining his senses. Yang Rong approached the knife and watched him cooking a large pot of dried cakes and shredding them with the dried vegetables and meat. He said a little greedy: "Okay. No?"

The knife was a little tangled, he felt that Yang Rong came to mix breakfast too badly: "No, the master said to get the meat out."

"What does he know?"

Yang Rong was so tired last night that he didn't eat dinner. He was too hungry since he slept until now.

"I used to... Dehua got up?"

Fang Xing yawned and said, "Master Yang didn't go to have breakfast with Taisun? I gave Jia Quan two chickens yesterday. It's the best thing to drink porridge."

Yang Rong's eyes lit up, and he stood up and said, "Give the old man a spoonful."

The knife reluctantly scooped a small bowl to Yang Rong, and then the man ran away.

"Master, he is here to eat and drink."

Xiaodao felt that these civil servants were cheeky, and in Fang Xing's words, it was a black belly.

Fang Xing smiled, and then Xin Laoqi came in, followed by Zhongchuanya.

"I have seen my uncle!"

Nakagawa hadn't slept all night, her face was pale, and her clothes were crumpled, she looked like she had been ravaged by a few big men all night.

Fang Xing said in surprise: "Why is Mr. Zhongchuan here? Sit down."

Nakagawa Ya's stomach swelled with bowel sounds, and he blushed and said, "I made my uncle laugh."

Fang Xing just smiled and asked the knife to fill him with a bowl of glutinous rice, and then said, "Eating and drinking Lazarus is a matter of heaven and earth, so why bother to look outside and eat."

After eating breakfast, Fang Xing motioned to Zhongchuanya to walk outside with him.

The outside is full of ruins, the soldiers are already ready to go, the horses are also gathered, and the murderous air is gradually condensed.

When Nakagawa saw the thirty-six artillery pieces, his eyes shrank, thinking of the defensive measures in Kyoto, and he couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Fang Xing didn't turn around, and asked faintly: "Did Sipo Yoshizun let you come? Or the emperor."

"It's Shipo Yoshijun."

Nakagawa calmly called the patriarch of the Spo family.

"What does he want to do?"

Fang Xing smiled at Zhu Zhanji in the distance, and then asked.

Masa Nakagawa lowered her head and said: "He Lingzai came down to test his uncle's mind, and wanted to ask if he wanted to..."

"Do you want to attack Kyoto?"

Fang Xing's smile remained unchanged, and he moved his neck a bit. There was no pillow last night, and he felt a little stiff neck.

"Puff!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Fang Xing slowly said, "Mr. Nakagawa, do you think Daming should take down Kyoto?"

Nakagawa Ya knelt on the ground, sweating profusely: "Uncle, soldier, lethal weapon! The saint used it as a last resort. The Japanese country is weak and has already felt the anger of Daming, and the emperor is also willing to negotiate a peace."

Fang Xing beckoned to Zhu Zhanji who was coming, motioning for him to come quickly.

"What's the matter with Brother Dehua?"

Fang Xing shook his head, then turned around and said, "You know that I don't like Confucianism, so I used Tao Te Ching. However, Waguo still claims to be weak, so why repeatedly offend Daming?"

"Those are all defeated thieves, uncle, the Japanese nation has never had the heart to contend with Daming!"

Fang Xing smiled slightly: "Sure enough, he is worried about his homeland, Zhongchuan Ya, if that's the case, you can stay!"

Nakagawa's face was as gray as death, and since Fang Xing wanted to keep him, then it must be someone who didn't want to know about Da Ming's affairs.

Even one person is counted, and the country is over!

...

Overnight, the strength of Kyoto's troops increased a lot, and they all watched nervously at those Ming troops in the whole group behind the fence.

When the thirty-six artillery pieces were pushed forward, Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji appeared.

The sky was already bright, and a man in white clothes shouted behind the fence: "Waiguo has always served Daming respectfully, dare to ask why his Royal Highness the Great Emperor Daming came?"

"interesting!"

Zhu Zhanji wanted to send someone to speak, but Fang Xing couldn't wait.

"Why bother with them, hit them directly, and let them kneel and talk more sense of accomplishment."

Fang Xing took a deep breath, clenching the handle of the knife in his hand, and the murderous aura was gradually rising.

Zhu Zhanji also felt boring, he drew his knife and pointed forward.

Shin Yao's shout immediately resounded in the periphery of Kyoto.

"ignition……"

"What are they doing?"

Where did the Japanese country have seen such artillery? Those sergeants stared blankly at the smoking place, thinking about what the Ming army was going to do, until even more gunpowder appeared...

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The iron egg was shot out, and it didn't take much effort to punch through the fence, and then a **** wind was set off behind it.

The man in white who just yelled in Da Ming dialect looked at the messy army in amazement, and said with trembling lips: "What is this? What is this?"

"What to do? This is the anger of the devil! What to do?"

The leading general closed his eyes in pain ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and let the widows who had only been assembled last night to escape.

Under such power, professional soldiers couldn't stand it, let alone those Japanese who were still a common people last night.

Fang Xing watched the distorted faces of the Japanese soldiers, you pushed me to avoid them, and sneered, "Three rounds of shelling!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

While the iron bullets were flying in the air, the Japanese army behind the fence had already collapsed.

"Flee..."

Panic turned into hysteria from an unsuccessful blow. The knife and gun in his hand did not point at the enemy, but at the colleague who blocked his escape route.

"God!"

The white-clothed man lay on the fence and cried out in pain: "Why do you want to condemn the country of Japan!"