Chapter 833 God! Why Do You Want to Convict the Japanese Country?

Zhong Chuanya left the city easily, which made him more convinced of the Ming army's idea of ​​an alliance under the city!

When he got out of the fence, he even saw more than a dozen blackened civilians with smoked faces entering the city, while the soldiers on the side turned a blind eye.

The military spirit is gone!

After walking more than ten steps, a loud shout came from the darkness: "Who?! Password!"

Two sergeants came out of the darkness with their muskets in hand, the bayonets gleaming faintly.

Zhong Chuan Ya held up her hands and said: "My Xia Zhong Chuan Ya has an old relationship with Uncle, so I'm here to ask to see you."

The two sergeants took a step back vigilantly, and one of them said, "Come here with your hands up high, and pay attention to your movements. If there is any abnormality, I will poke your fart on the railing and make you howl all night."

Zhong Chuanya walked over carefully, her movements were like the old woman next to the emperor, slow and dull.

"Get down!"

Zhong Chuanya was hit on the chest by the butt of a gun. He covered his chest and slowly lay down, and then was brutally searched.

When he was brought to Xin Laoqi, Xin Laoqi waved the two of them away, and then asked, "Why are you looking for my master?"

Zhong Chuanya said in a low voice: "I am ordered to come here, and I want to ask Uncle what's on his mind."

Xin Laoqi waved his hand and said indifferently: "Just wait."

After waiting until the sky became slightly brighter, Zhong Chuanya was taken to Fang Xing's temporary residence.

This is a nice family. The fire last night directly destroyed most of the buildings outside the city of Kyoto, and the well-preserved ones became the resting place for the Ming army.

As for those ordinary people?

In Fang Xing's words: It's a mercy not to rush to dig a hole.

Yang Rong got up early in the morning, with a sore back and sore back, Fang Xing came here to eat.

Fang Xing was still sitting on the floor regaining his senses, Yang Rong leaned over to Xiaodao, watched him cook a big pot of dried biscuits and shredded them with dried vegetables and meat, and said greedily, "Okay No?"

Xiaodao was a little entangled, he felt that it was too much for Yang Rong to have breakfast: "No, the master said to boil the meat out.

"

"What does he know?"

Yang Rong was so tired last night that he didn't even eat dinner. After sleeping till now, he was already very hungry.

"The old man used to be... Dehua woke up?"

Fang Xing came over with a yawn and said, "Master Yang didn't go to have breakfast with his grandson? I gave Jia Quan two wind chickens yesterday, and those things are best eaten with porridge."

Yang Rong's eyes lit up, he got up and said, "Give me a spoonful."

Xiaodao reluctantly scooped up a small bowl of paste to Yang Rong, and then the man ran away.

"Master, he just came here to eat and drink."

Xiaodao felt that these civil servants were thick-skinned, and in Fang Xing's words, they were black-bellied.

Fang Xing smiled, and then Laoqi Xin came in, followed by Ya Zhongchuan.

"I've seen Uncle!"

Zhong Chuanya didn't sleep all night, her face was pale, and her clothes were wrinkled, she looked as if she had been ravaged by a few big guys all night.

Fang Xing asked in surprise, "Why is Mr. Zhong Chuan here? Sit down quickly."

Zhong Chuanya's stomach rumbled, and he blushed and said, "I made uncle laugh."

Fang Xing just smiled and asked Xiaodao to serve him a bowl of mush, and then said: "Eating and drinking Lazarus is a matter of course, why bother to be outsiders, eat."

After breakfast, Fang Xing signaled Nakagawa Ya to follow him outside for a walk.

The outside is full of ruins, the soldiers are already getting ready to go, the horses are also drawn in, and the killing spirit is gradually gathering.

Ya Nakagawa saw the thirty-six cannons, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly when he remembered the defensive measures in Kyoto.

Fang Xing didn't turn around, and asked indifferently, "Did Shibo Yichun ask you to come? Or was it the emperor."

"It's Shiba Yijun."

Masa Nakagawa calmly addressed the patriarch of the Shiba family like this.

"What does he want to do?"

Fang Xing smiled at Zhu Zhanji in the distance, and asked.

Zhong Chuanya lowered his head and said: "He ordered me to come down to test Uncle's mind, and wanted to ask if I want to..."

"Do you want to attack Kyoto?"

Fang Xing's smile remained unchanged, and he stretched his neck a bit. There was no pillow last night, so he had a stiff neck.

"Plop!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Fang Xing said slowly: "Mr. Zhongchuan, do you think Daming should conquer the capital?"

Zhong Chuanya knelt on the ground, sweating profusely and said: "Uncle, a soldier is a murder weapon! The sage uses it as a last resort. The country of Wa is weak and has already felt Ming's anger, and the emperor is willing to negotiate a peace."

Fang Xing waved to Zhu Zhanji who was coming, signaling him to come over quickly.

"What's the matter, brother Dehua?"

Fang Xing shook his head, then turned around and said, "You know that I don't like Confucianism, so I used the Tao Te Ching. But the Wa country still claims to be weak, so why did it offend Daming repeatedly?"

"Those are all defeated thieves, Uncle, the Wa Kingdom has never had the heart to compete with Daming!"

Fang Xing smiled slightly: "Sure enough, you are worried about your homeland, Nakagawa Ya, if that's the case, you can stay!"

Zhong Chuanya's face was ashamed, and since Fang Xing wanted to keep him, there must be people who didn't want to know about Da Ming's affairs.

Even one person is counted, and the country of Wa is over!

...

Overnight, the strength of the troops in Kyoto increased a lot, and they all watched nervously behind the fence those Ming troops who were in the whole team.

When thirty-six cannons were pushed forward, Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji appeared.

It was already dawn, and a man in white clothes shouted from behind the fence: "Wo Kingdom has always served Daming respectfully, how dare you ask His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun of Daming?"

"interesting!"

Zhu Zhanji wanted to send someone to shout out, but Fang Xing couldn't wait.

"Why waste time with them, just call in directly, and then let them kneel down and talk more fulfilling."

Fang Xing took a deep breath, clenched the handle of the knife in his hand, and his murderous aura gradually rose.

Zhu Zhanji also felt bored, so he drew out his knife and pointed forward.

Shen Yao's shout immediately resounded around the periphery of Kyoto.

"ignition……"

"What are they doing?"

Where did Japan see this kind of artillery before? Those sergeants stared blankly at the place where the smoke was coming out, wondering what the Ming army was going to do, until bigger gunpowder smoke appeared...

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The iron egg was shot out, and it pierced through the fence without any effort, and then set off a bloody wind behind it.

The white-clothed man who just yelled in Daming dialect stared at the messy army formation dumbfounded, and said with trembling lips, "What is this? What is this?"

"What should I do? This is the anger of the Demon God! What should I do?"

The leading general closed his eyes in pain, allowing the Japanese who had been summoned last night to escape.

Under such power and influence, professional soldiers can't bear it, let alone those Japanese who were ordinary people last night.

Fang Xing saw the distorted faces of the Japanese soldiers, who were shoving and dodging, and sneered, "Three rounds of bombardment!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

When the iron bullets were flying in the air, the Japanese army behind the fence had collapsed.

"Run away..."

The panic turned into hysteria under the blow that he had never experienced before. Instead of aiming at the enemy, the knife and gun in his hand aimed at the comrades blocking his escape route.

"God!"

The man in white lay on the fence and cried out in pain: "Why do you want to condemn the Japanese country!"