Since the Battle of Keicho Ryukyu in 1609, the Shimadzu family began to colonize Ryukyu for more than 250 years. During such a long period of time, the Shimadzu family had already understood the mountains and rivers of Ryukyu.
Since Xiao Letian forcefully settled in Ryukyu, although the Shimazu family surrendered on the surface, their inner attention to the Kingdom of Ryukyu has not weakened but has greatly increased. Ryukyu has built several forts, bought several warships, and what kind of university is it... None of them can escape the eyes of the Shimadzu family.
There is no doubt that Xiao Letian does not have a pure Western-style warship. Moreover, Shimazu Tadayoshi also knows that even if Xiao Letian wants to buy a new warship, he will definitely buy the best one with his wealthy temper. It is impossible to buy this kind of warship. Scarred second-hand goods.
The battleship does not belong to Ryukyu, but it unexpectedly flew the Xiaozi flag. There are only two possibilities. One possibility is that the Ryukyu people captured it from the French. This guess is so nonsense that Shimazu Tadayoshi himself does not believe it.
Another possibility is that the French disguised themselves as Ryukyu warships and were about to make a sneak attack. However, this speculation is unreliable and has too many loopholes.
But no matter what the possibility was, the Shimazu family did not have the courage to start a war. There could be no conflict. This was the bottom line. Under the strict orders of the family head, the low-slung Sekifune cautiously approached the four warships of unknown origin. When he saw the ship These soldiers were relieved after seeing a yellow-skinned sailor who could speak fluent Japanese.
"Get out of the way, everyone, get out of the way..." The Japanese Ashigaru boarded the harbor in advance. They tried their best to drive away the people. Long bamboo guns were placed horizontally, forming two cordons.
The Japanese people have the strongest order in Asia. None of them dared to cross the area enclosed by bamboo guns. They all stared at the cleared streets with flickering eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Let's go this way, please... Lord Taixue, please go slowly and carefully..." The soldiers leading the way trotted away. They didn't expect these college students from Ryukyu to run so fast. It seemed that they were really capable. The emergency military affairs of Huoshangfang are on the rise.
Soldiers and common people who have never seen the world don't know what college students are, but they have all heard that there was a group of students in the Ming and Qing Dynasties called Taisheng, who seemed to be able to become officials upon graduation.
Since this is a college student under Prime Minister Xiao of Ryukyu, he must be an official as soon as he graduates. In an era when the concept of hierarchy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, it is unimaginable that the people are afraid of officials.
More than half of the Japanese people on the roadside knelt down, their heads humbly pressed on the dirt and did not dare to raise their heads at all. The soldiers who maintained order also lowered their heads.
Xiang Ying and the others were not in the mood to talk to the Japanese about whether college students were officials. They had no time to pay attention to the people kneeling on the ground. They just ran away all the way. Behind Xiang Ying and the others, Spencer's gunshots were shaking with their bodies. The banging back and forth and the rattling sound struck the hearts of the Japanese warriors, making them shiver.
Tough, really tough. The Western-style army naturally has a unique murderous spirit that is different from the medieval army. This is something that the Shimazu samurai do not have, and it is also what they fear and envy. Those samurai ashigaru stare at the precision-structured foreign guns. , eyes bursting with envy.
"I'm sorry, please don't bring a gun to see my lord. Please keep your guest's weapons in the side hall..." The respectful young man knelt on the tatami, his voice trembling a little.
"Baga, don't waste your time. Isn't it your Japanese tradition to wear weapons? You can bring knives to guests, but we can't bring guns." Lin Zhen shouted angrily.
Xiao Xing was so frightened that his body shook and his head lowered, "No...it's not possible. Japanese custom is to carry a knife, but you are carrying a foreign gun. This is not Japanese custom..."
Lin Zhen still wanted to scold him, but Xiang Ying raised his hand to stop him. "Stop entangled with these things, put down the rifle, we will go to see the head of the Shimadzu family right away..." After speaking, Spencer took off his back on his own initiative.
There was a loud crash, and Xiang Ying, the four sailors and the escorting sailors threw their rifles on the tatami as casually as throwing garbage. The eyes of the surnames and samurai around them twitched.
None of them said anything, but their hearts were so painful that they were bleeding. The weapon is the samurai's life. In Japan, if anyone has a sharp weapon in his hand, no matter what the weapon is, even if it is a small dagger, the family will He will treasure it as carefully as he cherishes his own life, so how can he throw it away so randomly?
When Xiang Ying and his party disappeared at the top of the stairs, the young man kneeling on the ground carefully stared at the mess of rifles like a little mouse trying to steal something.
The jet black steel barrel has a touch of blue on the edge. It looks like a 90% new gun. The North American walnut stock is extremely smooth. It has been painted with several layers of paint and looks bright from a distance. The exquisite trigger and hammer are all the same. It looks like it's not handmade, it must be the kind of machine processing that foreigners say.
To touch or not to touch, this is an extremely confusing question. Xiao Xing's fingers started to tremble in the end. He really liked this kind of military weapon.
A middle-aged sailor who was left behind saw the envy and jealousy in the eyes of Xiao Xing and the surrounding samurai. He grinned and said, "It's up to you to see each other, as long as you are played to the extreme... Your family mainly doesn't mind, and I can allow it." Just fire off a couple of shots to let you have a good time, and look at how greedy you are..."
Before the sailor finished speaking, he heard a wolf howl, and all the kneeling surnames and samurai around him rushed forward, stroking the smooth Spencer rifle with trembling hands, as if stroking the breasts of the top geisha. Same.
"Yoxi... Yoxi... so beautiful, this is a masterpiece of God... Why can't we Japanese buy such good weapons? Why..."
"Tch..." the sailor said with a dismissive smile, "that's called a weapons ban. They're a bunch of bumpkins. Do you think all foreigners are fools? I'll sell you the best stuff so you can turn around and resist them. Nowadays, if you have money, you can buy it. Without this kind of military weapon, the weapons you Japan spend money on buying gold and silver are all old stuff from decades ago..."
"Without the extraordinary ability of our Prime Minister, you still want to take advantage of the foreigners." The middle-aged sailor was actually just an ordinary sailman in Ryukyu, not a big shot at all.
But an ordinary soldier like him can receive two or three small classroom educations from officers a month. If there are top-notch trained soldiers, they may even hear the Prime Minister teach in person. The knowledge of this group of people is comparable to that of these ordinary people and samurai. They are much taller.
What is the Japanese surname? In fact, it is the personal samurai and personal bodyguards around the lord. Even some lords have a habit of cutting off their sleeves, and they will come to bed. Such people are born to serve others, and only a few can become history. A famous warrior.
This group of young people never expected that an ordinary Ryukyu sailor could actually speak truths that they didn't know. They looked at each other and immediately retreated. After a while, sake and side dishes were brought. They gathered around the sailors respectfully.
"Master Shangguo... please, please use fine wine... We are willing to listen to your teachings and hope you can help us clarify our doubts..." As he spoke, the shallow-mouthed wine cup was placed under the sailor's nose.
The sailor had seen such a waiting attitude before. Before he could shout out the words "military rules and discipline", he had already finished three bowls of wine. The people around him walked over and pinched their feet, and rubbed their shoulders. There is also a special place for pouring wine and serving food.
As for the samurai, they were stroking the Spencer rifle in their hands, and looking at the drinking sailors with flattering eyes, raising their hands from time to time in a gesture of please use it, please use it more.
Look, this is the nature of the Japanese nation. As long as you are a little better than him, as long as they can learn a little bit of knowledge from you, they will learn it with 120,000 points of respect, even offering chrysanthemums. is allowed.
As for after you have learned everything and it is of no use to you, haha, let’s talk about it later.
A sailor can withstand such service. After half a bottle of sake, he felt a little dizzy. "You...you bunch of ignorant people couldn't pull out their eyes after just looking at Spencer for a few times. You're worthless." It’s really useless... To tell you the truth, the most popular rifles on Ryukyu Island are still Winchester rifles, and some people also call them Henry rifles..."
"What, you ask what's the difference with this gun? Of course there is a difference. The Spencer is a repeating breech-loading gun, and the Winchester is a single-shot breech-loading gun. Do you think it can be the same?"
The sailor didn't know that behind the white paper door behind him, several Shimadzu family stenographers were writing desperately. They recorded every word in the sailor's mouth, even the burps.
"Spencer's greatest advantage is that he is a rapid fire gun. The enemy is often beaten into pieces by a torrential rain of bullets before they even get in front of them... But the disadvantage of this gun is its poor reliability. Short range..."
"If you are fighting a charge station, or a dogfight on complex terrain, I will choose Spencer... If you are fighting in the trenches, and the enemy and we are shooting at each other, then it is best to use Winchester..."
The hearts of Xiao Xing and the warriors suddenly aroused. They did not expect that there are so many tricks in foreign guns. If they don't have guidance from someone who understands, they may spend a lot more money in the future.
"Uncle, please have another drink..." Xiao Xing poured another glass of wine respectfully. "Uncle, these two guns you mentioned are American guns. Are there any better foreign guns from other countries?"
"Yes, of course... I'm telling you secretly, I heard that there are two famous guns in Europe now, one is called Dresser, and the other is called Mauser... Oh my, I heard that they are similar to these two guns. Compared with famous guns, Spencer and Winchester have to be thrown away.”
Hiss... the whole room was filled with the sound of air-conditioning. Their eyes were opened today. It turned out that there were so many ways to use a rifle.
"Hey... don't ask me what Mauser and Dreiser are like. I haven't told you. I just heard that it is difficult to get such treasures, even with the dignity of my prime minister. ...Don’t even think about it, you Japanese, hahaha.”
