The Homeless Man of Teyvat

"You are...Uncle Pingchuan?!"

Zheping was surprised and happy, and even thought of giving up his position and leading Pingchuan back to their temporary base, but then his pupils shrank and he noticed Pingchuan's injuries: "Uncle Pingchuan, how did you get here? But the shogunate army wanted to General attack?"

The rebel soldiers in the three or two small boats around them all flinched when they heard this. They looked in the direction of Hirakawa with fear on their faces. They saw that there were no neatly arranged and terrifying shogunate warships on the sea in the distance, and there was no such thing in the sky. The figure that mortals dared not look at directly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing their appearance, Pingchuan couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.

The spirit and morale of these rebels have been completely shattered. They are still stationed here today, largely not because of their bravery, but because they are afraid of the shogunate and the gods. Kaiji Island was blocked by a thunderstorm, making it impossible to advance and retreat. An embarrassing dilemma that cannot be undone.

But I can't blame these soldiers. How can mortals compete with the power of gods?

I heard that thousands of years ago, the Liyue Qianyan Army formed a military formation and was able to fight against the Demon God and show great power on the Demon God's battlefield. Although I was amazed when I first heard about it, I was not too shocked. After all, there are strong and weak demon gods, and there are even some demon gods who are not good at fighting.

Maybe Qianyan Army is fighting against this kind of weak demon god. Maybe the Inazuma Army can get a similar name if they see the opportunity.

But now it seems that they looked down on the Qianyan Army, looked down on themselves, and even looked down on the Demon God.

In the previous battle, Narukami just appeared, and Kaijijima's army was robbed of its mind and collapsed.

Sometimes, even if the demon gods are not good at fighting, as long as they appear next to their people, with the blessing of faith, the fanatical and devout people will naturally tear down all obstacles for their gods until they die.

Pingchuan sighed, turned his eyes on the rebels, and opened his mouth: "We escaped. There is no general attack. I can't explain for a while. First..."

He paused, noticed the changes in the expressions of these soldiers, and sighed again: "That's it..."

Pingchuan carefully considered his words and told them everything about what happened to them bit by bit. He only concealed the top-secret information that he had to wait for the undercover to obtain with great difficulty - he would never tell anyone before meeting Mr. Coral Palace.

"Uncle Pingchuan, are you telling the truth?!"

Zheping's expression was excited, and his voice rose uncontrollably. He glanced at the cabin again, and quickly lowered his voice: "Uncle Pingchuan, can we... really go through the thunderstorm and return to Haizhi Island?"

The rest of the rebels had equally excited expressions, and there was a feeling of hopelessness and sudden light.

That day at the Battle of Baling Island, the rebels were completely defeated and fled in panic. After a lot of effort, General Goro managed to find his old troops and formed them into an organized organization. He retreated while collecting the broken troops. Finally, he seized the warship and retreated to Wuming Village, intending to use the terrain to resist the shogunate army.

However, the pursuers of the shogunate army never arrived. General Goro was worried that something would happen to Kaiji Island after the news from the front line came back, so he arranged for his deputy general to be stationed at Wuming Village, and he led a dozen personal guards back to Kaiji Island.

However, not long after General Wulang left, Haizhi Island was blocked by a thunderstorm, causing the remaining troops to be trapped in Wuming Village.

Pingchuan nodded solemnly. Zheping and the other rebels were all overjoyed. They knew who Pingchuan was and understood the current situation. There was no need for Pingchuan to lie to them. So one by one, they controlled the boats to make way, invited Pingchuan to the temporary camp of the resistance army, and vaguely surrounded Pingchuan's boat in the middle, carefully escorting him.

Zheping even abandoned his boat, came to the boat, and diligently picked up the oar.

Not long after, several boats docked on a slightly larger island. There were collapsed stone pillars and the remains of a building with only its base remaining on the island. It looked like a ruin that had been abandoned for an unknown number of years.

Ying and Paimeng got off the boat. Under the eyes of the rebels who were either respectful, curious or grateful, they glanced around, and they couldn't help but have some doubts in their hearts.

Logically speaking, since this is a rebel stronghold, even if it is temporary, it shouldn't be so deserted.

There were not even soldiers on guard duty.

It seems that something happened. Also, in such a difficult situation and crisis, it is normal for things to happen... Ying thought thoughtfully.

Zheping led the three people through the ruins of the ruins, and from time to time he saw wounded soldiers lying or sitting, and people who looked like military doctors were treating their injuries next to each other. It's just that the technique is too crude and there are no medicines, so it can only be said to be better than nothing. The wounded soldiers either moaned softly or closed their lips tightly and gritted their teeth in silence.

The group of people did not stop, and after a while, they arrived at a tent set up on a broken wall.

Zheping asked the three of them to wait in a low voice and entered the tent to report.

Several exclamations sounded in the camp, and then footsteps sounded. A young man who didn't look strong and had a bandage on his left arm came out of the camp. His eyes glanced at Ying and the three of them, and immediately locked on Ying.

Although he controlled his expression, there was still unconcealable excitement in his eyes. He took a step forward and made a nondescript salute because his arm was injured: "I have met Mr. Traveler! Sir, you, you are really sure that you can bring Walk us through the thunderstorm?"

Zheping followed the young man and made an introduction: "Sir Traveler, this is Mr. Hisada, the deputy general of our resistance army."

"Of course, I never lie."

Ying nodded, with a sincere look on his face. But he suddenly thought of Chen Tianfeng, and how every time he sincerely said that he would not lie, he would lie even more sincerely in the blink of an eye.

"Great! Great!"

Kuda looked excited and said "Great" several times in a row. It took him a long time to calm down. He noticed the way Ying, Paimon and Hirakawa looked at him, and couldn't help but said awkwardly: "I made a few people laugh... It's really a resistance." The army was already in a desperate situation and suddenly learned the good news, so it lost its sense of proportion. "

"Kuda, what's the situation with the resistance now?"

Pingchuan also noticed something unusual about this stronghold along the way and hesitated: "Also, why are there so few people here?"

"well."

Kuta sighed, "Uncle Hirakawa, come in and talk...that's all. Let's find a place to talk in detail outside. At least the air will be fresher."

He laughed to himself and led everyone to a spacious place aside, where there were some large rocks that could barely serve as stools.

"Master Traveler, Uncle Pingchuan, the rebels in Wuming Village... these are the only ones you see now."

Jiutian rubbed his cheeks and said in a sour voice: "The environment of Wuming Village is different. Even the fish and shrimps are not allowed to come near the sea near the island. If you want to catch fish, you have to go far away. But now a thunderstorm surrounds Dao Wife, and again After surrounding Haizhi Island, looking around, only the direction of Ba Ling Island was left."

The rebels were defeated miserably, and the shogunate army watched with eagerness. As a rebel, they went to fish in the waters near Yaojima Island, which was no different from actively seeking death.

"Admiral Goro said that after he finished handling the island's affairs, he would come back with the next batch of food, grass and other supplies. But who would have thought... Sigh." Zheping sighed, with a sad expression.

"So someone came up with the idea that they could take off their military uniforms and pretend to be pirates to go fishing. The Inazuma pirates are bold and reckless. As long as they can make a profit, they won't care about the Battle of Yaojima Island and the stationed shogunate troops. "

Kuta looked a little ugly and gritted his teeth: "I thought it was a good idea, so I agreed to their idea. But I didn't expect that they would never return!"

"them……"

Pingchuan's heart thumped, and he had some vague guesses, but he still held on to luck: "Did the shogunate army find out?"

"No." Kuta shook his head and said bitterly: "These traitors actually became pirates! They also relied on sneak attacks to kill several brothers who refused to join them! If one brother hadn't escaped by chance, No one dares to think that these people would dare to do such a thing!”

Ying glanced at him, but didn't think it was too strange.

Many times, without sufficient awareness and belief, without strict discipline and correct ideological guidance, the transition between soldiers and bandits can only occur in an instant.

What's more, when the shadow appears on the battlefield, the only future the resistance soldiers can see is death.

Due to the oppression of life and death, coupled with the shortage of supplies, it was already a milder approach to not mutiny on the spot, but to find an excuse to escape and change identities.

"After this incident, the atmosphere in the military camp changed."

Kuta sighed again, his expression half numb and half sad.

Most people wouldn't want to die like this if they had a choice. So that night, several groups of people got together and quietly ran to the berth of the ship, intending to steal the ship and escape.

"I led people to stop them, but when I saw their expressions, I knew I couldn't stop them. People's hearts were broken, morale had collapsed long ago, and the resistance army... at least we, the resistance army, have ceased to exist in name only."

"So I left a few boats and told everyone that whoever wants to leave can go and become an ordinary fisherman, or go to the shogunate army to surrender... As long as you don't become a pirate, you can do it. Ha, I don't know who left. Are you still willing to listen to me, but if there is one who listens, it will save you a lot of damn pirates, right?"

Kuta grinned: "So now we are the only ones left on the island who are unwilling to leave. The Resistance Army exists in name only, but it still has a name. I really don't want Inazuma to mention us in the future, and the Resistance Army will be the first thing that comes to mind. It’s those damn pirates.”

He recalled the experiences of these days, feeling ashamed and feeling sorry for General Wulang's trust. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes and looked at Ying: "I said too much without paying attention. Really?" Sorry... Sir Traveler, do you have anything to prepare in advance for passing through the thunderstorm? Just ask me!"

Ying thought for a while and asked, "Do you have enough ships?"

"Enough to take everyone away, including the wounded."

Kuta nodded quickly, then hesitated: "Mr. Traveler, will you be injured if you walk through a thunderstorm? Some brothers are injured too seriously. I'm worried that they won't be able to hold on."

"Don't worry, as long as they can endure the journey, they'll be fine."

Ying looked up at the sky and said, "Hurry up and arrange for people to board the ship. We will set off as soon as possible."

"Yes! Yes! Thank you, Mr. Traveler!"

Kuta quickly stood up, thanked him again and again, and called Zheping to go with him to arrange for the remaining rebels to board the ship.

There is nothing to deal with in the temporary base, and the ones that are most reluctant to give up are the ships, large and small.

The rebels quickly assembled, first carrying the wounded onto the boat, arranging corresponding care personnel, and then the rest boarded the remaining large or small boats in turn.

There were not many boats, even including small fishing boats, there were no more than ten in total.

At Kuta's insistence, Ying did not choose the original boat, but boarded the largest warship sailing at the front.

The fleet left Wuming Village and headed towards Haizhi Island.

When the sun sets in the west, you can see the terrifying thunderstorm standing on the deck. The deep purple thunder moves like a long snake and seems to take root in the world.

The terrible lightning shone on the fleet, making people unable to breathe.

The rebels couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate. Some even closed their eyes, as if they were praying devoutly to the gods. Some of the people praying were silently reciting in their hearts, while others were praying in a low voice.

Some people couldn't help but sigh when they heard the prayers. Just when they were about to pray together, they suddenly realized something and stared at the person who was praying in a low voice, with a nervous and terrified expression: "Stop! Stop! Who the hell are you praying to?!"

"Ah? Of course it's the general...hiss!"

The person praying reacted and his face turned pale instantly.

The people around him quickly dispersed, looking at him as if they were looking at the god of plague.

Not to mention that the general might no longer protect them, let's talk about the current situation - they were trying to sneak through the thunderstorm brought down by the general under the leadership of the traveler. At this time, praying to the general, do you think you have lived too long!

"I... I'm used to it! I believe in the Shogun!"

The man suddenly collapsed and cried, "Why should we go against the Shogun! Why aren't the people of Coral Palace Inazuma people!"

There was silence all around, and no one knew how to answer him.

It has been a thousand years since the death of Umi-no-mikoto, and it has been a thousand years since Umi-no-mikoto was ruled by Inazuma. Naturally, the people of Coral Palace have changed their beliefs, believing that they are the people of Narukami, and that the people of Coral Palace are also Inazuma people.

There are quite a few people like this.

Even if they joined the rebels, their original purpose was to rebel against the shogunate, not against the Shogun. It can be said that when the rebels and Umi-no-mikoto were swept up by the trend driven by people with ulterior motives and shouted the name of Umi-no-mikoto, these people were the most confused and painful.

The rebel soldiers were silent until one moment, someone noticed the change in the environment, looked up, and saw that the terrifying thunderstorm was left behind them. They shouted in surprise: "Thunderstorm! We passed through the thunderstorm! The traveler really took us through the thunderstorm!"

The soldiers were silent for a moment, and then cheers that seemed to resound through the world!

The man who collapsed and cried was stunned, staring blankly at the gradually retreating thunderstorm, and suddenly there was a great surprise in his eyes. He cried and laughed, kowtowed in the direction of Ming Shen Island, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "General did not give up on me! General did not give up on me!!"

His shout was loud, but unfortunately it was drowned out by the more intense shouts, and it seemed a little small, so that it could not be heard clearly.