Ming Dynasty: My Father Zhang Juzheng

The sky is blue, the sea is blue, and the waves are rolling.

Facing the sound of waves in the early morning, nearly a thousand warships poured into the waters near Otomo's home in a mighty force.

This place is only about a hundred miles away from the battlefield.

Standing on the main ship, Zhang Yunxiu looked into the distance and saw a sea covered with mist. The sea was calm and there was no trace of the enemy.

The reason is simple: this area is patrolled by Mori Terumoto.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi's navy was small in number and was mainly responsible for the San'in region.

Now that Mori Terumoto's navy has been completely destroyed, Zhang Yunxiu is not afraid of alerting the enemy and enters the Otomo family's waters in a blatant manner.

"Governor, let's stop here." A general in armor next to him frowned and said in a deep voice.

Looking back, I saw that the man was eight feet tall, with a resolute face, a tiger body and a wolf waist, and a fierce look on his face. His armor shone coldly in the morning sun, adding a bit of courage to him.

It was Zhao Dazhuang, who had returned from a trip around Europe and changed his name to Zhao Dalong.

"Yes." Zhang Yunxiu nodded, as if he had made up his mind. He stared at Zhao Dalong's eyes solemnly and said, "Remember, you are few in number, and your main purpose is to harass. After the sneak attack, do not entangle with the enemy. Just leave when you have met the enemy."

Last night, Taro Kameda sent an urgent letter.

Somehow, the Otomo family was about to be unable to withstand the Toyotomi offensive. Moreover, the old man Kobayakawa had his own selfish motives, which Zhang Yunxiu could not tolerate.

In the messenger's message, Kameda Taro also proposed kidnapping Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

Without any hesitation or consideration, Zhang Yunxiu immediately agreed, which led to Zhao Dalong's surprise attack.

After saying that, Zhang Yunxiu was still afraid that Zhao Dalong would linger in the fight, so he repeatedly reminded him: "Remember, don't linger in the fight, run away after the fight, and don't get entangled with those Japanese pirates. Their lives are not as valuable as yours."

Hearing the caring tone in Zhang Yunxiu's words, Zhao Dalong and the harassing generals were moved and said in unison: "Please rest assured, Governor, we will not bring disgrace to the Ming Dynasty.

Let those pirates see that our navy is the overlord of the sea on ships, and is also an expert on land. "

"Take care." Zhang Yunxiu smiled, walked up to Zhao Dalong and others, looked at them one by one, and patted their shoulders gently.

The sea breeze blew gently in the early morning, and everyone's clothes fluttered. Their faces were slightly solemn, as if they were feeling the whistling wind and the cold Yishui River.

After saying hello, Zhang Yunxiu was afraid of wasting time, so he gave Zhao Dalong a look that said "you can go now." Zhao Dalong understood, shook his body, waved his hand, and led his men off the boat.

When he passed by Han San, Han San reached out and punched Zhao Dalong on the chest, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Come back alive, I will treat you to playing with the Japanese woman."

"understood."

Without further ado, Zhao Dalong nodded in agreement and quickly walked down from the main ship without stopping.

Gradually disappeared from Han San's sight.

Han San suddenly felt empty in his heart, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes unconsciously swept towards Zhang Yunxiu.

But seeing that his young master was frowning and concentrating, like a wooden man, with no expression, he was immediately unsure of his mood.

At the same time, I was also shocked by Zhang Yunxiu's generosity.

This time, Zhao Dalong led 5,000 light infantry to launch a surprise attack on Toyotomi Hideyoshi's camp. His purpose was to cooperate with Kobayakawa Takakage from inside and outside to disrupt Toyotomi Hideyoshi's camp.

Taking advantage of the chaos, if we are lucky, we might be able to capture Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

By then, they will have won the battle.

Although it sounds good, if Zhao Dalong and others are not careful, they will be in danger of death.

"Alas, Dalong is a hard-working guy. He has just enjoyed a few days of peace and now he has to put his head on the line again." Shaking his head with a wry smile, Han San felt sympathy for Zhao Dalong's situation.

He was also secretly glad that his young master trusted him.

The reason why I was not allowed to go to this battle might be because of the intention of protecting myself.

But Han San thought again and realized that if he died in the battle, where would he find someone so capable and obedient?

A subordinate who can still help him do the dirty work?

Han San thought about it, feeling a little proud.

When he looked up at Zhang Yunxiu again, the three red-haired devils were already standing beside him, chattering in awkward Chinese.

It seems to be talking about the distribution of spoils.

"These three old bastards were hiding when we were fighting the Mori navy, but now they jump out to grab the spoils." Han San gritted his teeth in hatred and turned his head to look at the army receding on the shore.

There was a rare hint of softness on the knife-like face.

The eighteenth year of the Wanli reign, August 24, noon.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi's camp.

Today, Toyotomi Hideyoshi did not choose to attack the city, but let his troops rest. The tired soldiers cheered for this arrangement.

Naked Japanese pirates could be seen everywhere, lined up outside the tents with lewd looks on their faces.

Inside, heavy roars mixed with the painful wails of women were transmitted from inside. Almost every wails could cause the Japanese pirates outside to howl like exaggerated wolves.

Everyone is very happy.

Of course, except for Kobayakawa Takakage.

Just now, he learned from Taro Kameda that the Ming army was about to attack the camp from behind.

By then, the news that the Mori clan's navy was defeated and Mori Terumoto was captured by the Ming army could no longer be concealed.

At this moment, Kobayakawa Takakage was standing in the big tent, his face full of anger, staring at the one-eyed dragon Kameda with a red face.

"Baga! You actually colluded with the Ming army and wanted to force me to surrender?!" He didn't fight back earlier or later, but at this moment, Kobayakawa Takakage was also an old fox, and he could see that it was Kameda who was causing trouble.

Kameda smiled, ignoring Kobayakawa Takakage's anger, and said calmly: "General, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Now is the time when Toyotomi Hideyoshi is most relaxed."

"Humph."

With a heavy snort, Kobayakawa Takakage sat down, obviously agreeing with Kameda's words.

Although he was extremely unhappy about being forced into this, he had no way out now. If he really waited for the Ming army to launch a surprise attack and Mori Terumoto's true intentions were exposed, he could foresee that his fate would most likely not be good.

"We can only take the initiative."

After taking a deep breath, Kobayakawa Takakage's expression eased slightly. He looked at Kameda, who looked very proud, and asked, "Kameda-kun, how many people are there in the Ming army's attack this time?"

Taro Kameda remained calm and held up five fingers.

"Five thousand?" Kobayakawa Takakage asked hesitantly.

"Hmph, five thousand is not enough, fifty thousand is needed!" Taro Kameda suddenly looked serious and looked straight into Kobayakawa Takakage's eyes.

Falsifying the number of troops was a common practice in the military, especially since Kobayakawa Takakage was now undecided. In order to reassure him, Kameda Taro reported as many troops as possible.

This trick really worked. As soon as Kobayakawa Takakage heard "50,000", Kameda saw a hint of surprise in his eyes.

It's no wonder that Kobayakawa Takakage was surprised.

The Toyotomi army was stationed outside the city, with a total of only 90,000 soldiers, and only 50,000 of them were directly under his command. There were 10,000 casualties in the previous siege, and now there are only more than 70,000 soldiers.

"Even if Kameda's report was false, we still have ten or twenty thousand. With my help, we may be able to stir up some trouble." After secretly calculating in his mind for a while, a smile appeared on Kobayakawa Takakage's fair face.

When Kameda saw this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The eighteenth year of Wanli, August 24, the end of the Xu hour.

The night is dark and quiet.

Behind a rolling hill, five thousand pairs of wide-open eyes were looking quietly at the camp with torches lit not far away with the help of the moonlight.

The bright moonlight hung down from the dome, reflecting the cold light of the bird guns in everyone's hands.

These people were none other than Zhao Dalong's army that had come here at a rapid pace. They had arrived at the twilight hour, but had only rested here for nearly an hour. At this moment, the tiredness on everyone's faces disappeared, replaced by a strong desire to fight.

A gust of mountain wind blew past, and everyone's hair fluttered, and their whole bodies felt cool.

Looking up at the moon in the sky and confirming that the night was about to shrink into the clouds, Zhao Dalong violently spat out the grass roots in his mouth.

"Check your equipment, set off in a quarter of an hour, and after three rounds of shooting, attach your bayonets!"

"General, didn't the governor tell us not to fight too long?" The deputy general on the side changed his expression slightly and reminded hurriedly.

"When a general is away from home, he is not subject to military orders. Don't you understand this?" Zhao Dalong glared at him fiercely and pointed at the camp under the hill and said, "The leader of the Japanese pirates is inside. We also have a map of the camp. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Several generals still felt embarrassed, their faces looking bitter in the darkness.

"Okay! Follow the order. If the sky falls, I'll be watching!" Waving his hands impatiently, Zhao Dalong ignored the deputy general and started checking his equipment.

In the end, they had no choice but to agree with Zhao Dalong's decision.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Take out the stick, block your mouth, and hold back your fart!" Taking out the wooden stick prepared in advance, Zhao Dalong looked around and quickly put it into his mouth.

Everyone moved in unison.

Looking around, everyone's cheeks were swollen, as if they had been hit.

However, although it looks unsightly, it has to be done.

When marching and fighting, especially in a night raid, the most taboo thing is to be exposed in advance, so the horses' mouths would be wrapped with cloth strips and people would find a wooden stick to plug their mouths.

"Let's go!" Zhao Dalong gave an unclear command and waved his hand. The soldiers in front put their muskets on their shoulders and walked down the hillside in a low voice.

An army of more than 5,000 people marched slowly in the night, their movements in unison, just like a large piece of neat tofu.

It was late at night, and the cold wind of a midsummer night swept across the ankle-deep grass.

Make a rustling sound.

The whole world became quiet, and five thousand people marched forward without a single unnecessary word.

Just run towards the goal in your heart.

Getting closer, getting closer.

When they were one mile away from Toyotomi Hideyoshi's camp, everyone took out paper-wrapped bullets and skillfully stuffed them into the gun barrels.

At this time, even if the Japanese pirates at the front gate were blind, they could see the existence of Zhao Dalong and others.

On the left sentry tower, a slightly tipsy Japanese pirate, with red cheeks, shouted to the outside: "Whose subordinates are doing this work?"

Zhao Dalong did not answer, but only ordered the army to move forward.

"Tap Tap"

The orderly pace was extremely shocking, five thousand people, just like one person. The pirates playing on the sentry tower were shocked, what kind of army was this, and how could they have such a military appearance.

Advance three hundred meters.

With the help of the light of the torches, the Japanese pirates on the stage finally saw the faces of Zhao Dalong and others.

But seeing that they were all tall, with straight backs and no bow legs when walking, he immediately realized: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack, it's the Ming army."

The piercing sound pierced the dark night like a loud thunder.

The Japanese pirates' front camp was in chaos in an instant, as if there was an earthquake.

Some people poked their heads out of their tents to look at the situation, while others ran out naked, shouting, "Where are the enemies attacking? Where are the enemies attacking?"

In the midst of this chaos.

"emission!"

"emission!"

As soon as Zhao Dalong's voice sounded, the sergeants and officers behind him repeated it.

In an instant, a cloud of white mist floated in front of the Ming army's formation, and dense flames gushed out with the sound of "bang bang bang" breaking wind.

Lead bullets shot into the bodies of the confused Japanese pirates, instantly creating rows of holes.

Watermelon-like juice flowed out of the holes like a dam bursting, and in an instant, it dyed the grass on the ground red.

"Ah my eyes.?!"

"Ah, my hand"

The Japanese pirates fell to the ground, and shrill screams suddenly rang out.

The originally quiet night suddenly became extremely noisy.

Roars, screams, curses, and pleas mixed together.

The scene was unprecedentedly tragic.

Ignoring the pirates' wails, Zhao Dalong continued to advance with a cold look in his eyes. "Bang, bang, bang" dense fire rang out from the white fog, and lead bullets turned into a death-demons, shooting at the pirates who had just rushed out of the camp.

After advancing about a hundred meters into the camp, the Japanese pirates in front of Zhao Dalong were in chaos and suddenly shouted, "Pay bayonets!"

"Go on the bayonet!"

"Brush brush"

Countless people pulled out their bayonets and stuck them in front of the gun barrels.

"kill!!"

He stepped forward with his foot, splashing blood like a tsunami.

The waves are the white bayonet on the gun barrel.

The roars from thousands of throats at the same time looked like a mighty army to the chaotic pirates. In the era of cold weapons, once morale collapsed, it would spread rapidly through the ranks like a plague.

The Japanese pirates in the front camp could not resist and ran back to the central army.

Immediately, the central army also fell into chaos.

In a daze, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, with his chest exposed, slowly climbed up from a beautiful and plump woman.

"Hey, you bastards, what the hell are you doing out there?" Hearing the noise outside and seeing figures running away quickly, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, whose sweet dream was disturbed, became very annoyed.

But no one responded to him immediately.

Suddenly, Toyotomi Hideyoshi became alert.

His first thought was that someone had started a mutiny, so he quickly put on his clothes and ran out of the tent.

Before he could walk out, the curtain was drawn open and Kobayakawa Takakage, dressed in military uniform and holding a torch, walked in with an expressionless face.

Following behind him was a one-eyed man he didn't recognize, and a group of warriors.

"Ah?!" The beautiful woman was awakened by the noise. Seeing so many people, she was so scared that she pulled the quilt to cover her beautiful body.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi took two steps back, his face somewhat flustered. He saw no respect in the man in front of him: "Kobayakawa-kun, what are you doing?"

Seeing the fear on the face of the man in front of him, Kobayakawa Takakage felt very happy.

It turns out that he is afraid too!

If Kobayakawa Takakage's expression frightened Hideyoshi, the following words made him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave: "Lord Toyotomi, the Ming army has come to support us. Now the front camp has fallen, and I have cooperated with the governor of the Ming army." (End of this chapter)