At noon, the entire battle came to an end as the last few slightly injured warriors fled toward the northeast on horseback. Zhao Xin, Liu Sheng and others walked into the village of the Shachuan people.
At this time, the more than 20 Ainu men and women who were killed by the samurai last night had been found and dumped in the grass behind a wooden house. More than a dozen family members were standing there crying.
More than thirty dwarf and stallion horses were tied up under one roof. Seeing these short and fat local horses with short and thick legs, Liu Sheng couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why are their horses so short?"
Yes, considering the height of people like Zhao Xin and Liu Sheng, these are more like a group of donkeys than horses.
Zhao Xin shook his head. He was really not interested in these captured ponies, so he would just leave them to the natives.
(Japanese horses are actually a type of Mongolian horses introduced from the Korean Peninsula, and the shoulder height of Mongolian horses is basically one meter, two to three meters. For example, Minami Kyushu, the main producing area of Japanese horses, is basically one meter tall at the shoulders. A small pony of two. As for the southern horse in the northernmost part of Honshu, it is the tallest among Japanese horses, with a shoulder height of no more than 1.5 meters.)
The rescued Tuka and others were lying dying in a large room, and several Ainu elders were using herbs to heal their injuries.
Zhao Xin took a look at Tuka's condition and felt that his heartbeat and breathing were very weak, and he was running a fever. He took out a bottle of white medicine that he always carried with him. Under the surprised gazes of the Ainu people around him, he took out the red safety pin inside and fed it into Tuka's mouth.
He also saw that several Ainu elders who were applying medicine to Tuka and others did not even cleanse the wounds, but were about to apply the crushed herbs to the wounds, and he quickly stopped them.
Zhao Xin couldn't communicate with these natives who didn't understand the island's dialect, so he directly ordered a few soldiers to find some water and asked them to find some relatively clean cloths to clean Tuka's wounds.
At this time, two Ainu women came to the house, kneeling beside Tuka and watching anxiously.
Zhao Xin looked at the two short women and tried to ask without hope: "Do you understand the island's dialect?"
As a result, one of the young girls turned to Zhao Xin and nodded. This made Zhao Xin overjoyed and asked hurriedly: "Can you understand what I said?"
"Yes." The young girl nodded again and whispered.
Zhao Xin looked at the tears on the girl's face and realized something, and asked: "Tuka and you...?"
The girl said: "He is my brother." After speaking, she pointed to the anxious-looking woman next to her: "She is my brother's woman."
Zhao Xin said "Oh" and then said to Tuka's sister: "Your brother's wound has been infected. Just applying herbal medicine is useless."
The girl cried when she heard this and said, "What should I do?"
Zhao Xin explained: "The wound and surrounding blood must be wiped off first, and then I will apply medicine to him."
The girl looked up at the tall man in front of her and asked, "Will my brother die?"
Zhao Xin smiled and said: "I led the people to fight those warriors away, wasn't it just to save you? I am your brother's friend. Don't worry, I said I can save you."
The girl turned to the dozen injured people in the room and asked, "What about them?"
Zhao Xin squatted down so that he was eye level with the other person, and then said: "Go and call some more people, and the blood on their bodies will also be wiped off."
Looking at the gentle and sincere smile on Zhao Xin's face, the girl couldn't help but have some trust in the tall man in front of her. She then whispered to her sister-in-law for a while.
Tuka's woman looked at Zhao Xin, got up and took Tuka's sister outside. After a while, two women and more than 20 tribal women entered the house with basins of water and began to scrub the injured. Taking advantage of this gap, Zhao Xin went out for a spin. When I came back, I already had a large medicine box in my hand.
After Tuka's wound was almost cleaned, he immediately said to Liu Sheng and others around him: "You guys hold him down together, and I'm going to apply iodine on his wound to disinfect it."
Liu Sheng and others nodded, stepped forward and held down Tuka's arms and legs respectively.
Tuka’s sister shouted anxiously: “What are you going to do?”
Zhao Xin explained: "I'm going to give your brother medicine, but it will be very painful. Don't panic."
After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves, took out the tweezers and cotton wool from the medicine box, poured iodine on it and started to debridement. The pungency of alcohol caused the unconscious Tuka to start screaming again in pain. Liu Sheng and the others held him tightly to prevent him from moving.
Zhao Xin performed the debridement very quickly. After all the wounds on Tuka's body were wiped with iodine, he quickly took out the white powder and sprinkled it on all the wounds. Then he took out the gauze from the medicine box, and together with Liu Sheng and others Bandage it up.
A group of women watched Zhao Xin's full set of operations intently, not daring to express their anger. When Tuka's whole body was wrapped like a big rice dumpling, Zhao Xin straightened up and took a deep breath.
That's it, because he was afraid that these natives would be allergic to antibiotics, he only dared to use Baiyao.
After wiping the sweat from his head, Zhao Xin handed two rolls of gauze to Tuka's sister: "Are you ready? You can bandage the rest."
With the help of a group of women, more than an hour later, all the injured had been treated.
Zhao Xin went out and called Hu Ji and asked about the captured weapons and the number of dead warriors. Then he asked Huji to leave the captured spears and samurai swords to the local indigenous people.
He left a few bottles of white medicine powder with the labels removed to Tuka's sister, and after telling her some taboos about using the medicine, he was ready to evacuate with the soldiers.
"Are you leaving?" Tuka's sister asked.
"We will be back in a few days. Don't worry." Looking at the little girl in front of him, Zhao Xin smiled and patted her head.
"If we leave, will they be retaliated against?" Zhao Liang walked to Zhao Xin and asked.
"If we just leave, of course we will. So we are going to Songqian City." Zhao Xin said calmly. "We must control Shachuan here, and we must also control the plains to the east. This matter will not be finished until the Matsumae family is completely defeated."
At this time, Matsumae Castle was just a small flat mountain castle without even a castle. In the mid-19th century, in order to defend against attacks by foreign ships, the shogunate expanded it into a large fortress with three three-story castle towers, 15 gates and 25 cannons.
In the end, the foreign warships did not come, but they were defeated by the old shogunate army led by Hijikata Toshizo.
However, although the Matsumae family's castle was not large at this time, the size of the castle town was larger than many places in Honshu. Since Matsumae Domain's source of income was entirely from trade, the population living in the castle town at this time was nearly 10,000.
On the southern port of Matsumae Castle, from west to east, there are densely packed shops and various seafood markets; on the southwest and southeast sides are rows of longhouses; on the hills on the east and north sides, several temples are vaguely visible .
Because of the humid climate in the subarctic zone, the spring wind does not blow here until April and May every year. So when the Thor was parked five kilometers south of Matsumae Castle, and Zhao Xin and others inspected Matsumae Castle through drones, they saw countless evening cherry blossoms blooming inside and outside the city, which was breathtakingly beautiful. Hundreds of townspeople walked out of their homes and stopped to watch the beautiful scenery.
At this time, a breeze blew by, and the cherry blossoms scattered all over the sky, fluttering to the ground, leaving a pink color all over the ground.
"..."
Zhao Xin, Liu Sheng, Deng Fei, Zhao Liang and Ding Guofeng looked at the scenery on the screen and were speechless when they thought about the purpose of coming here.
"Let's..." Finally, Zhao Liang opened his mouth with difficulty and fell silent again. Anyone who sees such a scenery doesn't want to be a person who kills the scenery.
"Old Deng, calculate a few more times, aim, and try not to hit the castle town." Zhao Xin's determination will not change.
At this time, in the meeting hall of Ninomaru in the castle, the lord of Matsumae Domain, Matsumae Michhiromasa, and his ministers were meeting to discuss countermeasures. The great famine in the Kanto and Ou regions has begun to spread here.
"We can't let them do this. Those Ezo people will fight tooth and nail with this domain." An elder of the Uyizaki family said angrily.
"But if we don't do this, the 'Ryohama Group' will reduce the supply of rice in the feudal city." Another head of the Shiraishi family said in embarrassment.
The "Ryohama Group" they call is a chamber of commerce composed of merchants from Omi. These merchants were closely connected with the important ministers of Matsumae Domain. Not only did he help raise various supplies needed by the Matsumae Domain, but he also solved the financial problems of the feudal ministers.
What they are discussing is what people from the "Ryohama Group" directly proposed yesterday, which is to reduce the rice paid to the Ainu from seven liters per rice to three liters per rice, a reduction of more than half.
As soon as this condition came out, the Matsumae family's retainers, who relied on the Ainu people in their territory to work, all exploded. You black-hearted businessmen want to hide behind and make a fortune, so that we, the descendants of the family, will be angry at the Ainu people!
No, since you "Liangbin Group" are going to be in the first year of junior high school, we have to be in the fifteenth year. Increase taxes on these businessmen!
The feudal lord, Michihiro Matsumae, felt extremely depressed as he listened to the quarrels of the people below. In this season when the wind is beautiful and the cherry blossoms are falling and the snow is falling, you should sit under the tree, drink wine and recite haiku. I really miss the life in the Edo mansion.
At this time, he vaguely heard an explosion on the distant sea, followed by a roar in the air, getting closer and faster, and the faster the roar, the clearer it became.
Matsumae Michhiro couldn't help but get up and took two steps towards the door, trying to discern what the whistling was.
The retainers who were arguing in the meeting hall saw the head of the family suddenly stand up and were about to ask, but the increasingly clear whistling sound attracted their attention. So everyone stopped arguing and turned to look outside...
"Boom!" A huge column of smoke rose in Ninomaru, and the projectiles flying everywhere not only harvested the lives of the samurai standing guard, but also withered countless cherry blossoms and camellias around them.
Michhiro Matsumae was knocked to the ground by the sudden blast of air, and was in a state of panic. Several guards struggled to crawl over and were about to help him up when the second roar came again.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone in the meeting hall, a double oar on the west side of Matsumae Castle suddenly exploded, and a column of fire mixed with smoke and dust rose up. Then it was like a strong wind blowing, making the surrounding survivors feel suffocated, as if In hell.
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