Corsica was a very good captain. After the Lucky survived the storm safely, he used precision equipment such as a sextant to measure the merchant ship. The merchant ship quickly found its position and the route was quickly repaired. After a day and night of sailing, the outline of Naha Port in the distance has appeared before people's eyes.
"Everyone, come and see, that is Naha, the city where the capital of the Ryukyu Kingdom is located. We have finally arrived..." Xiao Letian looked at the huge island in the distance, the busy harbor, and the seagulls flying in the sky. Along the way, seasickness and storms The unpleasantness is gone.
The Lucky slowly approached the pier of the pier. Before the merchant ship could dock, countless dock workers and businessmen blocked the upper and lower parts of the gangway. It was not easy to make a living on the pier, and there would be no food if they didn't fight.
Xiao Letian looked down at the crowded scene at his feet. People wearing Ming Dynasty and Japanese costumes were shouting desperately to the merchant ships. Broken English, Hokkien and dialects from all over the Yangtze River were mixed together, and there were Japanese among them. The unique babbling sounds, when combined together, form a different kind of symphony.
There are Han clothes here, there are no braids here, the Chinese language is here, there is no groveling and servile voice here, the Han heritage is protected here, and an indescribable feeling of comfort fills Xiao Letian's body.
When the Corsican captain regretfully said that his cargo hold was full and that he came to Naha just to replenish food, fresh water, and make repairs, the merchants who gathered around dispersed with regret, leaving only some craftsmen and dock workers. Come down and prepare to carry fresh water and food to the Lucky.
Xiao Letian will be separated from Corsica at this point. The Lucky Ship will only stay in Naha for one day. After simple repairs, it will rush back to Europe as soon as possible.
Xiao Letian's escort quickly assembled on the deck, including more than thirty musketeers led by Luo Huo, the remaining thirty or so Taibaiding soldiers led by Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, and Long Ye, a small army of more than sixty people in total. The neat queue finally set foot on the foreign land of Naha.
After all, Naha has been a famous port for hundreds of years. The people who have lived here for a long time have a very broad vision. As soon as this group of people stood on the pier, it was like an invisible aura blowing in all directions. Everyone knew that this group of people They are not easy to mess with. They are definitely not here to do business.
Almost subconsciously, the businessmen shrank back, and no one dared to strike up a conversation. However, in various corners of the pier, some Japanese ronai, drinking sake and half-stretching their shoulders, stared at this small army with wary eyes.
Although Japan is now under the control of the Tokugawa shogunate, it appears to be very peaceful on the surface, but this is all an illusion. Among the Japanese people, the rebellions of farmers and ronin have not subsided for hundreds of years. In addition, Japan has had a tradition of religious rebellion since ancient times. Christianity and Buddhism instigated public unrest whenever they had nothing to do. Therefore, the Japanese samurai class has always been very large and cannot decline at all.
These ronin have smelled a familiar smell, which is the murderous aura exuded after killing countless people. This is a special energy that only veterans of hundreds of battles can feel. The Rongers know that this group of silent people is absolutely terrifying, and the temperament they reveal can even reach the level of a general in a big family.
Soon, some ronin quickly left the dock. Xiao Letian knew that these people were going to report something, but he didn't care. Since he set foot on Ryukyu territory today, Xiao Letian was mentally prepared to fight with the Japanese.
The small army gathered on the pier. Not even a quarter of an hour later, a group of men with disheveled hair rushed over from the distance. They were all wearing typical Ming Dynasty clothes. The leader was a big black man who looked like a man in disguise. There was a young man standing next to Shi Dakai, and he guessed who it was as soon as he rolled his eyes.
"Master Shi is on top... Military advisor is on top... Liang Kun, my subordinate, is here to meet you, sir..." The big black man named Liang Kun knelt on the ground and performed a standard military salute. Behind him were more than a dozen strong men. They all knelt down and greeted Xiao Letian with subordinate courtesy. Update as soon as possible
"This is the Liang Kun I told you about. He was a general in the Kingdom of Heaven. He was upright and upright. Even though he was just a general, he was like this because he was unwilling to flatter Shangguan and be squeezed out... Liang Kun Ah, when the King of Heaven transferred you away from me, you were really wronged..."
Listening to Shi Dakai's apologetic words, Liang Kun scratched his head, "What are you talking about? The year I worked with Master Shi was the most comfortable life for me. I didn't have to massacre the city, rob people's property, and I didn't bully women... …The years that followed were extremely frustrating. I have already said that if you continue to mess around, the Kingdom of Heaven will be defeated. What about now?”
Xiao Letian laughed when he heard this. No wonder this big-mouthed man turned into a general with outstanding military achievements. He was really unreasonable. Please come to more and faster chapters.
"Get up, what a big man. Where should we stay? I'll have a drink with you at noon..." Just as he was talking, there was a sudden sound of clogs hitting the ground from an alley on the dock. After taking a closer look, it turned out that a group of ronin came out of it.
As soon as this group of ferocious-looking ronin appeared, nearby dock workers and businessmen hurriedly ran away, their faces turning pale with fear.
"Evil Eight Lang is here... Oh my god, Evil Eight Lang is here..." Amidst the low voices, the pier suddenly became quiet. This is indeed a group of ferocious ronin, each with their shoulders half-clothed, their strong arms exposed, and a tachi and a rib at their waist.
The Chotachi is for cutting the enemy, while the short rib is for stabbing oneself. This is the Japanese bushido. It is equally cruel to the enemy and oneself. Death is like the withering of cherry blossoms. It is beautiful and worth pursuing.
Amidst the sound of clogs, more than 200 Japanese ronin approached Xiao Letian and the others. The leading ronin named Ohachiro stood in front of Xiao Letian, the cross scars on his face trembled with the muscles, and there was a cruel light in his eyes. It is simply not something humans can have.
"Slave of the Qing Dynasty..." As soon as Evil Eight Lang opened his mouth, Liang Kun stood up with eyes wide open and yelled, "Who are you scolding, you bastard? How dare you say it again?" After saying that, he wanted to take action.
Unexpectedly, Evil Balang took half a step back to dodge Liang Kun's attack, and said with a sneer, "Liang Sang, you are no match for me. You are inferior to me in both swordsmanship and hand-to-hand competition. I will not engage in a meaningless contest with you. I’m here to find the person behind you today, please get out of the way..."
Xiao Letian stretched out his hand to pull Liang Kun aside, and looked at the short and sturdy Japanese ronin in front of him with a smile, "Ouch? I really didn't expect that there are Japanese people who know me. I'm here to listen. See what you can do." Say something..."
Evil Hachiro put his feet together and bowed slightly, "I know that you are Xiao Letian, the master of Western learning in the Qing Dynasty. I can also guess the purpose of your coming to Naha Port. I want to remind you here that if you are here for business or pleasure , we Japanese welcome you with both hands, but if you have other purposes, then unfortunately the 100,000 Japanese in Ryukyu will not agree..."
Threat, this is a naked threat. Xiao Letian didn't expect that the news of his arrival in Naha would be exposed so quickly? Who leaked the secret? The intelligence capabilities of the Japanese are too terrifying. Update as soon as possible
Xiao Letian's face turned gloomy. "Ryukyu is the Ryukyu royal family and people's Ryukyu, and it is also the Ryukyu of the Chinese. Since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the Ryukyu Kingdom has professed itself to China as a vassal state. During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang personally canonized the Ryukyu King, and even During the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, Ryukyu also presented its credentials to the Qing Dynasty and claimed to be a vassal state..."
"I'm just confused. I'm walking on our Chinese land, and I want permission from you Japanese people? Who do you think you are, daring to come and set rules for me..."
What Xiao Letian said was very confident, because under the international law at that time, all countries recognized the treatment of the sovereign state, just like European countries believed that their colonial rights were inviolable. Please come to more and faster chapters. The Qing Dynasty's suzerainty status over surrounding countries was recognized and protected by the public laws of all nations.
European and American politicians certainly hoped that the power of the Qing Dynasty would be as weak as possible, but they could only use conspiracy methods secretly and did not dare to criticize the Qing Dynasty's legal basis for vassal states in person. The reason is simple. If Europe and the United States do not recognize the international relationship between the suzerain and the dependent countries, then the relationship between them and the colonies will also be denied.
Evil Hachiro obviously didn't understand the diplomatic relations between countries. He just shook his head and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about. I only know that we Japanese have been protecting the Ryukyu Kingdom and Satsuma Domain for more than two hundred years." The army is stationed on the mountain outside the port, and where have your Chinese troops been during these hundred years?"
Xiao Letian frowned. He felt that he was talking a little bit like a duck. A Japanese ronin, to put it bluntly, is the underworld in Japan. How many words can he know?
"Liang Kun, let's go. There's nothing to say nonsense to people like this. If they dare to block the way, just give me a way out..."
"I obey your order!" More than a hundred guards roared like thunder, and they rushed forward with big strides. Two hundred steps later, they were followed by two hundred ronin.
"Baga! Baga..." More than two hundred ronin are used to being arrogant, but in their impression, Chinese people are weak and timid. I didn't expect that the scholar in front of them could be so tough.
"Fuck you, grandma, if you dare to block my way, I'll beat you to death... Sir, you are right, this is our Chinese land, we are walking in our own vassal country, do you fucking care..."
"Baga, you bunch of slaves of the Qing Dynasty, the wastes of the capital that were conquered by the Western Fans, are not worthy of Naha's presence...go back!"
On the 80th, Chinese athletes collided with two hundred Japanese ronin on the pier, and the two sides engaged in a very "restrained" contest. The so-called restraint is just that neither side used weapons, nor did they fight in a chaotic manner like gangsters. The two sides were like two military formations, huddled together facing each other and pushing hard with all their strength.
The strength gap between the enemy and ourselves was very large. Two hundred versus eighty was an unfair battle. Gradually, Xiao Letian's formation was pushed forward and retreated bit by bit.
Xiao Letian stood at the core of the formation, being coerced and yelling: "Trash, you are all a bunch of trash. Aren't you known as the masters of the green forest? Where are your internal strength? Where are your small fighting skills? Poke their eyes, kick their private parts, Kick his big toe... Damn it, isn't there lime on the port? Damn it..."
