Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

A few days later, there was a light rain in a certain place on Honshu Island, and the weather was getting colder and colder.

In a temple on a mountain forest, a group of muddy warriors stood in the door and under the eaves, quietly waiting for the people inside. The surrounding area was very quiet. The monks in the temple did not knock on the wooden fish anymore, only the sound of "rustling" on the roof tiles and the sound of splashing water behind the screen.

After a long time, Koko Ono came out after taking a bath and changing clothes. Everyone still stood silently, and the few generals in front bowed to him.

Ono Haogu stepped forward, and everyone gave way one after another. He stood still under the wooden eaves outside the house, turned around and looked around and said: "I can't go back to Beijing now, shameless goodbye to His Majesty the Emperor!"

The soldiers bowed their heads in shame.

Ono Koko raised his head without saying a word, looked at the hazy rain curtain in the sky, and the countless people who fell in front of Iwami Fort day and night appeared in his mind, as well as the serious consequences after the war... At this moment, he could no longer imagine what it would bring to Japan!

He didn't want to face it again, and he felt that he couldn't bear the responsibility.

"It seems that the deadline has come." Ono Koko slowly spit out a sentence, calmly without the slightest hesitation.

Immediately someone said: "The last general deserves to die..."

"No." Ono Koko sighed, "Enough people have died, and I am the only one who deserves to die."

To die and escape from reality is a kind of relief from pain for Koko Ono at this time. He thought of the general who was driven into battle by him and cut his belly open after the defeat, and suddenly felt that the person who should enjoy the pain the most should be himself...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the attendant came up with a wooden tray. Dozens of people stood by and watched.

Ono Koko put the pen and paper first, picked up the pen and knelt there and wrote vigorously. Ashamed of the emperor and the Japanese subjects, but firmly believe that the loyalty of the whole country and the people will protect the honor of the emperor and fight to the death!

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Ono Koko widened his eyes, and wrote the last line on the paper with force: Tianzhu Xu Kou!

Ono Koko was emotional, closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time before calming down.

At this time, I haven't heard of anyone cutting into their own stomachs, and they are usually tortured by others. With great fear, Ono Koko gritted his teeth and slowly picked up a sharp short knife.

Everyone stared round and held their breath.

He took a deep breath in his heart, if he let go of that blood, he would definitely be unable to do so!

"Ono-kun!" The generals knelt down on the ground.

Ono Koko stared at them: "You will continue to fight while you live, and don't let down the Yamato warriors who died in battle!"

As soon as the words fell, he swung the short knife violently and stabbed into his abdomen hard! Blood immediately splashed out and spilled on the white paper full of words, Kono Ono's face was flushed, his jaw clicked, and he let out a painful murmur|hum, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and sweat soaked out in the cold air!

"Ah..." He pulled hard to the side, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, and then pulled hard several times, his abdomen was cut open, blood kept coming out, and blood from his intestines flowed out together.

Ono Haogu had no strength left, his upper body leaned forward and knelt on the ground, still moaning in pain, his limbs twitching from time to time.

A group of people knelt on the verandah, kowtowing "dongdongdong", some people were crying so hard.

Koko Ono stared wide-eyed, and after nearly half a stick of pain in the extreme pain, the groans and movements gradually subsided... The death process was long.

... But no one can stop Xu Jun's fleet of thousands of people from sailing. Soon after, the Navy of the Han Tong Department entered the waterway of Japan from the mouth of Xiaguan.

The yellow dragon flag fluttered on the giant ship, and the entire fleet swaggered around, not knowing any Japanese government. Lu Duoxun, the supervisor of the army, believes that "if the name is not right, the words will not go well", and everything should be done in an upright manner, so he hung a flag on the flagship and wrote: Is there any king in the world. In order to honor the Dharma, anyway, wherever the royal army can go, it is the king's land!

When he sailed near a port city, several official ships suddenly came towards him, intending to interrogate him.

Han Tong thinks that the two countries are in a state of hostile war at this time, and so many people have been killed in battle, there is nothing to ask. Immediately ordered to fire.

A dozen light boats in front passed by the side of the Japanese official ship, and the mother and child guns fired a salvo nearby. Amidst the roar, those official ships were smashed to pieces of wood, shot countless times, and turned into a pile of broken wood floating on the sea.

When the three Mulan ships approached the port city, Han Tong was worried that the Japanese government would counterattack, so he preemptively fired a salvo at the city with a thousand-jin cannon.

The city wall was like a low-rise village, the original calm atmosphere was immediately torn apart by a huge roar like lightning and thunder, the earthen walls and fences inside were riddled with holes, many houses collapsed, and dust rose into the sky.

Immediately there were screams and noises of people, and many people ran around, and the frightened crowing of chickens and the barking of dogs were also mixed in. After a while, there was another cannon blast, and a large number of lead pellets from the mother and child blunderbuss fell like hail.

With the salvo of artillery fire and the low accuracy of the projectiles, no matter whether the officers and soldiers or the common people could escape disaster, a city was turned into ruins in less than half an hour, as if it had been suddenly hit by an earthquake.

Han Tong thought that it was impolite for Japan to kill the envoy first, which made Tokyo's monarchs and officials angry. Now that they succeeded today, they must be punished to satisfy the emperor. At this time, the civil servants accompanying the army did not stop Wufu from doing what he did... The civil servants of Xu State were full of benevolence, righteousness and morality. After all, they had to follow the way of the sages.

All over the little port the cannon roared, the smoke filled the air, and there was a glimmer of light in the cloud-like sails. During such a battle, the large and small ships on the waterway in the northeast turned around and ran away one after another, avoiding the fleet here like a plague.

Inside the walled city, there were officials from the Japanese prefectures, looking at the large ships on the sea, looking back at the ruins of the government office whose roof had collapsed from the bombardment behind them, standing there filled with grief and indignation.

Surrounded by panicked people, others screamed for help amid the rubble.

"What is the difference between Da Xu's actions and bandits?!" The Japanese official raised his head and sighed deeply, heartbroken. As soon as the words fell, suddenly a huge|big iron ball bounced from the ground and roared towards it. The official was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, and with a loud "bang", the iron ball hit a muddy wall, and immediately penetrated a big hole, and the whole wall was also cracked and crumbling. The iron ball flew into and penetrated the entire house, causing dust to rise.

After the surviving Japanese officials escaped from the walled city, they wrote a memorial immediately, describing the tragedy in the harbor with fuel and vinegar.