Chapter 277 Escape

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Ronin usually doesn't sleep.

They like to make a bonfire, sit around, drink, sing, and play with women.

This is also the main purpose of their invasion of Daliang. The Japanese slaves are a nation that can often maximize the greed of human nature. Humility and plunder are engraved in their bones.

Compared to the Japanese slaves, Song Che was too tall. He walked as close to the Ronin camp as possible, stooping deliberately and walking softly, praying in his heart that no one would notice him.

The accident came quickly.

He lowered his head without looking at the road, and accidentally bumped into a drunken ronin.

"Simi Mase (meaning 'sorry' in Japanese)..."

He apologized in the Japanese he only knew, and quickened his pace to leave. Unexpectedly, the ronin suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him.

Chirpy, chirpy, chirpy.

I really don’t understand.

Seeing Song Che's confused face, Ronin's eyes gradually showed a fierce light, and he jabbered again in an aggravated tone.

Song Che thought to himself, could he be questioning my name? So he hesitated and replied: "Uh, oh wow, Uchiha, kill him..."

"Kill him?"

"Yeah, Tokyo, hot... a book, Tao..."

"Tokyo?"

Ronin became more and more confused, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, looking back and forth around Song Che.

He was despicable and cunning in his childhood, and he might not be able to deceive them with just a few words.

I had no choice but to use my trump card——

Song Che said "Wow", hugged Ronin and cried loudly, singing: "Sacula, Sacula..."

Langsang, are the cherry blossoms in my hometown blooming?

Can you withstand the punch of homesickness?

Sure enough, a "Sakura Song" successfully resonated with Ronin, and gradually, he cried louder than Song Che.

The ronin was crying while pulling Song Che towards the bonfire. The ronin sitting around the fire, when they heard the singing of "Sakura", they all responded with tears and drank to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

Song Che took advantage of his tactics and blended into the crowd of wanderers, which was a good idea. He grabbed the wine bottle, "Gulu gulu..." and drank several large gulps. Finally, he pretended that he was too drunk and fell asleep.

Rongers are drunk and dreaming, and no one cares about drunk people.

Song Che squinted his eyes and pricked up his ears, always paying attention to the movements on the hillside, waiting for the horn to sound.

gradually,

The night is very, very deep,

When the ronin was tired of singing, his tears had dried up, and he was drunk, he hugged the woman and fell asleep.

Song Che pinched his thighs and tried hard not to fall asleep, but the night was long and sleepy, and he finally fell asleep unconsciously.

I don’t know how long I slept.

"Dududu..."

The long-awaited horn finally sounded.

The ronin who were drunk and unconscious suddenly became energetic, and the camp was full of noise. They put out the fire, equipped their weapons, and quickly assembled towards the dock.

Song Che fished in troubled waters and took the opportunity to sneak into the crowd of surfers. He stepped onto the warship without any surprises.

In less than a quarter of an hour, nearly fifty large ships were fully loaded with people. The sails were raised, people rowed, and the ships started to leave the Shedao port one after another.

Song Che huddled at the stern of the boat, staring closely at She Island until it disappeared from sight, and he finally released the breath he had been holding in his heart.

The fifteen days of imprisonment seemed like the next day, but it also seemed like a lifetime had passed.

The next time I come back, I will bring thousands of troops with me!

At the end of the night.

The vast sea swallows the red sun.

The morning sun is like blood, and the sky and the sea are the same color.

Seeing three connected islands and more than 80 warships flying black flags, meeting up with the Shedao fleet, this must be the so-called "front line".

More than 130 warships marched eastward in mighty force.

Two-quarters of an hour later, the sun slowly rose, its rays dispersing the afterglow and illuminating the entire sea.

I also saw a few scattered small black dots appearing on the sea level ahead. Gradually, the black dots became larger and larger. It was not until the two sides were no more than a hundred feet apart that I could clearly see the flag with the word "Zhejiang" hanging on it. The majestic appearance of the flagship team.

It's the navy of the two Zhejiang provinces!

"Dong dong dong..."

The trumpet sounds and the drums beat.

But the two sides just faced each other across the sea, with no one moving forward or retreating.

No wonder the Japanese pirates on She Island go out late and return early every day, as if they are on duty. It turns out that they only confront each other on the sea and have no real intention of fighting.

If he was just pretending to scare the other party, wouldn't Song Che have to go back to She Island with the ship in the end?

It was already broad daylight, and Wang Zhi must have discovered that he had escaped. Wouldn't it be a dead end to go back?

No, today's naval battle must be fought if not fought!

Song Che took advantage of the fact that all the Japanese pirates were waiting on the deck, sneaked into the cabin, took a wall-mounted oil lamp, and lit a fire casually.

The wooden ship was flammable, and soon thick smoke came out of the cabin, the fire spread everywhere, and the ship fell into panic.

"Fire! It's on fire!"

"Put out the fire quickly! Put out the fire quickly!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

While everyone was busy putting out the fire, Song Che kept his eyes on the two Zhejiang naval divisions - the two armies were confronting each other, and the enemy camp was on fire, causing chaos and losing momentum. It was a good time to defeat the enemy. Ruolian, the general, You don’t even understand this, you can go home and raise pigs!

The fire on the ship grew stronger and stronger, almost to the point where it could not be extinguished. The Japanese pirates had no choice but to abandon the big ship and put down the small ship. Those who could not get on the ship jumped into the sea to escape.

The entire black flagship team began to retreat backwards.

At this time, the Zhejiang Navy finally took action and dispatched nearly 30 ships and about 500 sailors to pursue the Japanese pirate fleet.

Seeing the opportunity, Song Che jumped out of the boat with a floating bucket. All the Japanese pirates who fell into the water were moving to the boat, but he swam towards the pirates alone.

Getting closer, getting closer...

I'm going home! I'm going home!

Just when Song Che was happy.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow whizzed past his head, just missing his head.

Song Che had no time to curse, and dense arrows came one after another. He quickly used the floating bucket as a block, lowered his body as low as possible, and kept treading water with his feet to prevent himself from sinking.

"I am Daliang...Gulu Gulu...I am Song Che...Gulu Gulu..."

Say a word and drink a sip of water.

After several consecutive attacks with arrows, the floating bucket was shot into a hedgehog. Unfortunately, Song Che was also hit by an arrow on his right shoulder, which made him grimace in pain.

"General Sha, I thought I heard him shouting in Mandarin just now."

"Damn it, are there many Japanese pirates who can speak Mandarin? Let's catch him first!"

Song Che was dragged onto the boat in a daze. He drank countless mouthfuls of sea water. His stomach was as swollen as a ball. The severe pain in his shoulders made him unable to speak at all.

"Hello!"

In the haze, a young general wearing black armor slapped him twice in the face with his hand, "Were you the one shouting?"

"Abba, Abba..." Song Che's throat was hoarse, and he was really unable to do what he wanted.

"Look, he's dressed like a ronin. He's not worthy of pity. Just throw him into the sea and feed the fish." I don't know what the suggestion was.

When Song Che heard this, he couldn't believe it. I had gone through so much trouble to escape. How could I die in the hands of my own people?

He used his last strength and consciousness to shout:

"I have important information!"

After shouting, he closed his eyes and passed out.