The group of people quickly passed through the mountain road of more than ten kilometers, and unexpected dangers occurred several times. If the team were not full of masters, a few people might have died.
Entering the Yuezhong Plain, the terrain here has gradually become much gentler, but the so-called plain is different from the endless plains in China. The mountains here are just gentler and the terraces are larger. .
The Sho River, Jintsu River, and Kurobe River flow through the Etchu Plain and nourish countless rice fields. Facing the Sea of Japan, the humid climate makes it prone to heavy snowfalls in winter and rainy summers. It is a treasure land suitable for rice growth.
The most famous Koshihikari rice in Japan is produced here. Even people like Long Ye who are not particular about gourmet food can never forget the taste of this rice. As for the greedy Xiao Letian, he can’t forget the Koshihikari rice produced in Niigata. .
It cannot be said that Chinese rice is not delicious, but during the Qing Dynasty, there was no cultivation outside the customs, and the Northeastern rice that became a household name in later generations had not yet appeared, and Xiao Letian liked to eat this kind of rice with a harder texture before he traveled through time.
Rice in the south and rice in the north have completely different tastes. The south is rich in double-cropping rice or even triple-cropping rice. Due to the short planting cycle, the plants receive sunlight for a short time, so the nutritional value is slightly worse.
In areas with higher latitudes, plants generally grow one season a year and grow very slowly. The rice grown here receives more sunlight and has higher nutritional value, including a plumper taste.
The Ezhong region of Japan happens to be the same dimension as Northeast China, so the taste of the rice here is closer to the taste of Northeastern rice in the previous life. In addition, there are no chemical fertilizers and pesticides in this era, and the naturally grown rice will naturally have better quality. Taste.
Walking on the post road in the Yuezhong Plain, the farmers in the surrounding fields saw the flags, although they didn't recognize them, but they knew that important people were coming, and they prostrated themselves in the mud and did not dare to move.
Next to him, Maeda Yujiro introduced the history, culture and environment of the Yuezhong region to Mr. Long, and at the front of the team were Inoyama Chou and the group of samurai who were running fast.
Now is not the time to save energy. Inoyama Achie took out a rice ball from his arms, carefully broke it into small rice balls and gave them to every wild warrior around him.
"Eat quickly, sir, we can only run. This is a test for us. Replenish your strength and don't fall behind..." The wild warriors gratefully swallowed the rice balls and took stimulants one by one. Still rushing forward.
Along the way, they also encountered some scattered bandits and warriors who came to try their luck, but Master Long ignored them and winked. Maori Yiyuan and the others rushed forward and chopped them down with the backs of their swords.
Shimazu Asuka kicked one of the bandits away and said angrily, "They don't even have a package on their backs, and their accents are all from Vietnam. It shows that these people are just lazy guys waiting for their luck... Even if the opportunity is given to Inoyama and them, , and cannot be given to these slackers."
In the minds of the samurai, the wild samurai like Zhu Shanchi chased them all the way from the southern country and endured a lot of hardships. Even though their status was low, their spirits were commendable. However, these samurai who were just waiting to take advantage of their homes were all a bunch of lazy pigs. Your Majesty's team must not be filled with this kind of trash.
The team headed north. Half an hour later, Zhu Shanchou and others pointed to a forest and gasped, "Sir, this is it. You can check it yourself."
A group of soldiers rushed into the woods and found that there were traces of burial in a piece of land. When they dug up the loose soil, Master Long took a breath and said, "Damn it, are you so cruel to your own people?"
There were 22 corpses scattered in the shallow pit. Lao Jianghu couldn't be fooled by the wounds on their bodies. It was obvious at a glance that they were injured by sharp weapons. No other weapon other than the tachi could cause such neat wounds.
Maeda Yujiro jumped down and inspected them carefully before sighing and saying, "They were all killed by the sword. They were executed cleanly without any hesitation. This is not an ordinary samurai duel, this is a conscious massacre."
Long Ye grabbed a handful of sawdust from the pine tree next to him with his claws. "They're crazy. They're all a bunch of lunatics. How could they do this? They think they can get a few more spots for themselves. How stupid..."
"There are only a thousand opportunities, and there are more than a hundred thousand warriors competing for the opportunity. Can they kill them? Can they kill them?"
Listening to Master Long's anger, Sister Wu said calmly, "Of course they can't kill them all. They just want to use this kind of killing to scare the wild warriors. Creating terror and using terror to rule the people has always been their strategy."
Mr. Long grabbed the trunk of the pine tree next to him and was about to squeeze out the water. "Tell me what I can do."
At this time, all the samurai around were panicked, "I'm sorry, sir, you can't do anything about this matter. You are an imperial envoy of the superior country, but you are here to do something special. These lords killing wild samurai have nothing to do with you. You can only ask The shogunate has the right to complain. As for how to solve the problem, you have no right to interfere..."
Hey... With a long sigh, Mr. Long let the poor pine tree go, "Bury these people well, Zhu Shanchi... Do you want to get this opportunity?"
Zhu Shanchi and others' faces turned red and they knelt on the ground, their whole bodies trembling with excitement, "I am willing to die for my lord."
"Since you are willing, let's see you in Hakodate. From today on, I will send an order to the northern country of Japan. I will no longer accept any wild samurai... You don't have to be surprised. I am here to protect you. Only if I speak in person, those lords will not I will raise a butcher's knife against you, I am here to save your lives..."
"But I will also leave you with a glimmer of hope. From now on, I will announce my route forward with great fanfare... When I get to Hakodate, I want to see how many samurai will pursue me all the way from the southern country. Those who stick to the end will samurai, I will give them a chance..."
After saying that, Mr. Long patted his horse and left, "Inoyama Chip, I won't wait for you. How can two legs outrun four legs? That's your problem... See you in Hokkaido. I won't let anyone arrive later than me." Just wait a minute..."
Zhu Shanchou watched the cavalry team with angry horses and dragons disappear on the post road. He turned back and spat into his hands, and began to bury the innocent dead warriors.
"Brothers, for the sake of me letting everyone die in peace, please help us reach Hokkaido safely. Even if I break my leg, I can't give up this opportunity."
The shogunate's warrant in Lord Long's hand had the authority to order local daimyo to cooperate with him in recruiting troops, so Lord Long's latest order was quickly delivered to countless daimyo's residences and castle towns.
All the family warriors breathed a sigh of relief. They felt very comfortable without the competition from that disgusting group of wild warriors. Looking back at Long Ye's northward route plan, they discovered that basically all the famous names in the Northeast were not missed. It shows that Lord Long still cares about them.
The knife that was about to slash at the wild samurai was put back into its scabbard. The wild samurai gathered in the castle town obviously didn't know that Lord Long was saving their lives. They were all drunk and yelling at the sky and the ground.
"They are all the same bastards. I thought Prime Minister Xiao's men were fair, but in fact they are no different from those rotten names... It's already dark and hopeless."
Suddenly, Lord Long's reputation among the Japanese wild samurai plummeted, and he completely turned from an imperial envoy of the superior country into a villain.
