Ming Dynasty: My Father Zhang Juzheng

The sounds of fighting continued until dawn the next day.

The morning sun pierced through the dark clouds, and golden light fell from the dome and landed on the mountain of mutilated corpses on the ground.

The sticky blood flowed randomly, and the originally thick soil became soft after being soaked by the blood.

Stepping on it is like stepping into a quagmire, and your feet will sink right up to your ankles.

Zhao Dalong's face was covered in blood, his arms were trembling, and the bayonet in his hand had already been deformed.

Around him lay at least twenty corpses of Japanese pirates, and this was only a small portion of the enemies he had killed.

The warm sun fell on him, and under the interlacing of golden and red, his tall figure looked like a god of war.

Panting heavily, Zhao Dalong's eyes swept across the battlefield. Looking around, the tents were tilted all over the place, and the sparks from the battle were slowly burning above them.

On the ground, there were corpses of Japanese pirates, mutilated beyond recognition.

Some people lost their arms, some lost their thighs, and some had four or five holes on their cheeks. Perhaps because they had been dead for too long, the blood on some people's bodies was no longer red, but deep black.

A gust of wind blew by, and the stench of human blood mixed with the stench of soil hit my face.

Zhao Dalong waved his palms and fanned his nose. He obviously didn't like the smell very much. Although he was used to seeing all kinds of fighting when he was in Jinyiwei, this scene was new to him.

The scene of tens of thousands of corpses was truly horrifying.

However, after a brief discomfort, Zhao Dalong quickly adapted.

He seemed like a born warrior, with a heartfelt desire for fighting.

"General, the Japanese pirate leader was captured by the one-eyed dragon. The one-eyed dragon asked whether we should transport him back to the fleet or wait here for the governor's inspection." Glancing at the battlefield, a deputy general quickly walked behind him and asked with some envy.

Zhao Dalong's heart moved. He turned around and looked at his deputy general, and ordered: "Just stay here for now. The Japanese pirate army is leaderless. We should win this battle. The governor has been drifting on the sea for so long, it's time to get off the ship and rest."

"Yes!" The deputy general nodded in agreement and quickly retreated out of the battlefield.

Zhao Dalong stood up and walked forward. On both sides of the tent, Japanese pirates soaked in blood could be seen everywhere.

The Ming army looked as if they had survived a disaster and worked hard to find the Japanese pirates.

Fighting a war, especially after a great victory.

Making money from the dead has always been the favorite thing of these big-time soldiers.

Zhao Dalong was not surprised by this. He just urged them to move faster and said nothing more.

At the same time, he did not forget to send people to guard the periphery.

After walking about a thousand meters with his entourage, Zhao Dalong saw from afar that the one-eyed dragon Kameda was standing with a Japanese pirate with a shiny head, thick hair on the sides of his head, and a braid at the back.

"This should be the one the governor was talking about, the uncle of Mori Terumoto." Zhao Dalong thought, secretly surprised at the visitor's attire.

Across from him, Kobayakawa Takakage also turned his eyes and looked at the tall general. Last night when it was dark, he really thought they had tens of thousands of soldiers, but today when he saw the dawn, he saw that they had at most 5,000 or 6,000 soldiers.

Now there are only three thousand people left at most.

In other words, they only used 5,000 people to defeat Toyotomi Hideyoshi's front camp.

Thinking of this, Kobayakawa Takakage felt a little scared, but at the same time he was secretly glad for his decision.

If I had not made arrangements in advance, I would have ended up like Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

People on both sides gradually approached each other with their own thoughts.

Kameda Taro smiled and stepped forward, bowed, and introduced himself: "Orewa, Kameda Taro, General, the enemy commander Toyotomi Hideyoshi is guarding inside."

Zhao Dalong had seen him before and recognized him, but he didn't understand what he was saying.

An interpreter spoke hurriedly and whispered twice in Zhao Dalong's ear.

"Yoshi!" Zhao Dalong laughed and patted Kameda on the shoulder, gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "You are so good, the governor will definitely reward you greatly after you return this time."

Although Kameda also didn't understand what Zhao Dalong said, he could already understand everything from his expression and body language.

The two of them laughed and were as close as brothers.

After a moment, Zhao Dalong stopped laughing, turned around and ordered his subordinates: "Go, send someone who can speak Japanese to Funai Castle to report that Toyotomi Hideyoshi has been captured. Tell them to clean the city and prepare to welcome us in."

"Yes." The two responded happily and ran quickly towards the inner city of the palace.

Inside the city.

Otomo Yoshitsugu and his retainers were watching the battle in the distance, feeling suspicious, when they suddenly saw two soldiers riding horses towards them. One of them shouted, "We are the army of the Ming Dynasty. We raided the Toyotomi Hideyoshi coalition last night and captured Toyotomi Hideyoshi alive. You must quickly clean up the city and welcome the governor into the city!"

The sound was not loud and echoed in the wilderness, but it was like a bolt from the blue, causing Otomo Yoshitsugu's scalp to tingle.

"The coalition forces of Toyotomi Hideyoshi were defeated? Even he himself was captured alive?" His head was buzzing, and Otomo Yoshitsugu widened his eyes. His dilated pupils were full of disbelief.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and pinched his arm lightly.

The slight pain stimulated his nerves that should have been numb, telling him that all this was real.

"Head of the family." The retainers around him also had mixed emotions on their faces and looked at Otomo Yoshitsugu respectfully.

It felt like he was fighting desperately but could only survive. Others only needed to make a slight move to turn the situation around.

Joy and frustration, the two emotions are constantly intertwined.

"It's good that you've retired, it's good that you've retired." Otomo Yoshitsugu was the first to come back to his senses. He looked around at everyone and said with a smile, "It seems that our choice was not wrong. Now it's finally time for us to be proud of ourselves."

"The family head is still wise." Everyone bowed and shouted in unison.

The eighteenth year of Wanli, the twenty-fifth day, the beginning of the hour of Wei.

The sea area where the fleet is located.

The main ship of the Ming army.

On the main ship, Zhang Yunxiu's face was gloomy, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the Otomo family's territory, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.

Next to him, Han San also clenched his fists, and beads of sweat unknowingly appeared on his forehead.

Two days have passed since Zhao Dalong set out.

Some of them were equipped with war horses.

Logically speaking, even if the war was not going well, someone should have come to report the situation. Five thousand people disappeared in just over a day, which made Zhang Yunxiu feel extremely depressed.

A gust of sea breeze blew by, causing Zhang Yunxiu's clothes to flutter and his body to feel slightly cold.

His body was shaking slightly, and the veins on his palm that was pressing on the edge of the boat were bulging. He pressed the edge tightly, and his entire palm turned red.

Zhang Yunxiu felt pain in his palm and his breathing quickened, but he still couldn't hide his inner anxiety.

"We can't wait any longer!" Suddenly, he raised his palm and clapped it hard. "Han San, send ten fast horses to see what Zhao Dalong is up to?"

"Yes." Han San clasped his fists in agreement and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed guard pointed at the coast and shouted, "Here they come, here they come." Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw two fast horses galloping over. Zhang Yunxiu's tense nerves relaxed instantly, and he let out a long sigh, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away, and he half leaned against the edge of the boat.

Han San hurriedly supported them and ordered someone to bring the two of them up.

After a cup of tea.

The two men came up to Zhang Yunxiu. Seeing that their faces were covered in blood but they were smiling, Zhang Yunxiu vaguely guessed that Zhao Dalong should have won.

The result was as he expected. He only heard the two say: "General Zhao led 5,000 men to the battlefront under cover of darkness and charged directly at Toyotomi Hideyoshi's camp. Toyotomi Hideyoshi's front camp was unable to resist and was routed."

"Toyotomi Hideyoshi was too busy to take care of himself and was captured by Kobayakawa Takakage."

After they finished speaking, their cheeks turned red.

Suddenly, there was complete silence on the ship. Everyone stared at the two men with eyes wide open, faces full of disbelief: Defeat Toyotomi Hideyoshi's vanguard and capture Toyotomi Hideyoshi alive.

What an amazing achievement this is!

Silence, the deathly silence spread rapidly.

On the big ship, everyone could only hear their own heartbeats like drums and the sound of the rolling waves.

After a long time, Zhang Yunxiu came back to his senses. He tried his best to suppress his emotions and said, "Go down and rest first. The army will set out tomorrow. Leave some people to guard the boats, and the rest will follow me to the inner city."

"Yes." The two looked at each other, held their heads high like heroes, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

As soon as the two of them left, Zhang Yunxiu clenched his fists and shouted, "Tell the kitchen staff to take out all the treasures from the bottom of the box tonight. I won't be there. I'm going to eat this celebration banquet for sure."

"Hahaha, yes." Han San and others laughed out loud, no longer suppressing their inner joy.

"Call me when it's time for dinner. I'm going to take a rest." Glancing at Han San, Zhang Yunxiu clasped his hands behind his back and walked quickly towards his cabin, shaking with each step.

Push the door open and enter.

A soft, warm and fragrant body suddenly fell into his arms.

Looking down, Otomo Chiyoko's face was flushed, and her big eyes looked at him eagerly. Zhang Yunxiu gently scratched her nose and said with a smile: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, a clever little ghost."

"We have won a victory in the front. Toyotomi Hideyoshi was defeated. We won and you can go home now."

"real?!"

Otomo Chiyoko screamed, kicked her feet, and jumped up half a meter. Her delicate white hands took the opportunity to hang around her lover's neck.

Because of her petite figure, when the two of them were facing each other, her little feet were completely suspended in the air.

Zhang Yunxiu was afraid that she would fall, so he hugged her waist tightly, while Otomo Chiyoko lifted her delicate calves and skillfully wrapped them around Zhang Yunxiu's thick waist.

The two of them were eye to eye, nose to nose.

The breaths intertwined and quickly went into each other's nostrils.

Although the girl has tasted the forbidden fruit, her face still shows her youthfulness, but with a hint of charm.

Purity and charm, a contradictory combination, immediately made Zhang Yunxiu feel itchy.

But soon, I was swallowed up by fatigue.

"Brother Yunxiu, Chiyoko thanks you."

Noticing Zhang Yunxiu's increasingly heavy breathing, Otomo Chiyoko's face flushed, her eyes became blurry, and she took the initiative to stretch out her rosy little mouth and kissed Zhang Yunxiu's lips.

Kissing the girl's red lips, Zhang Yunxiu clearly felt that the girl's body softened and became extremely hot at the same time.

The rich body fragrance gushed out violently along the girl's body.

Zhang Yunxiu did not take the initiative to attack, but gently hugged the girl and let her kiss him. After a long time, the two separated their lips, and Chiyoko looked at Zhang Yunxiu, blushing and gently pointing at the bed.

"Let's talk about it tonight. I need to have a good rest now." Zhang Yunxiu smiled and picked up the petite Chiyo and brought her to the bedside.

He turned sideways, fell back, and fell into a deep sleep. From yesterday morning till today, Zhang Yunxiu had been on edge, but now the crisis was over.

That bit of persistence was drained away, and I became exhausted in an instant.

Therefore, even when faced with such a little beauty coming to his doorstep, he did not act in a beastly manner.

The two of them lay on the bed, and Chiyoko still didn't let go of her hands.

She lay on top of Zhang Yunxiu, her delicate white hands wrapped around her lover's neck.

She buried her cheek in his neck, her nose moving, greedily absorbing the scent that made her feel so good.

The bright warm sunshine shone through the window, shining on the two of them. Chiyoko felt warm all over, and a smile spread across her young and tender face.

She twisted her body, changed into a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

To be honest, the pressure she has been under these days is no less than that of Zhang Yunxiu.

Fortunately, it's all over now.

The setting sun shed its last rays, and the light coming through the window grew dim.

Zhang Yunxiu woke up from his deep sleep and opened his eyes. He saw a tender and warm body. The cheeks were slightly green and tender, the body was petite, and the breasts were slightly developed and about to bloom.

Under the white and smooth calves, a pair of pink and jade-like little feet emit a strange luster under the reflection of the sunset.

"Gudong." Seeing this scene, Zhang Yunxiu's Adam's apple moved and he made a gulping sound as if he was swallowing saliva.

The big hand on the girl's waist exerted force unconsciously, as if he wanted to merge him into his body.

"Infant noise." Perhaps she felt the strength, the girl frowned, hummed softly and opened her eyes.

The two looked at each other, Chiyoko smiled sweetly and said crisply: "Brother Yunxiu, have you rested well?"

"Get some rest."

Zhang Yunxiu smiled, got up from the bed and leaned against the headboard.

Although he had only slept for two hours, Zhang Yunxiu felt refreshed and much of his lost strength had been restored.

The evening breeze under the setting sun blew in from the window, bringing a breath of freshness.

The water on the sea surface, under the setting sun, glows a delightful red.

Zhang Yunxiu was in a good mood. He looked at Chiyoko again. She was looking at him obediently and sticking out her pink tongue playfully.

After rubbing the little head of the beautiful lady, Zhang Yunxiu looked into her eyes and asked affectionately, "Chiyoko, are you willing to follow me back to Daming? I promised to take care of you."

Chiyoko felt sweet when she heard this, but soon felt heavy again.

If I go to Ming Dynasty, I won't be able to see my father and brother. Besides, Brother Yunxiu already has a wife and children in Ming Dynasty. What if my sister doesn't like me?
"Brother Yunxiu, I'm not going to Daming anymore." Chiyoko said timidly, trying not to be reluctant. "As long as you have me in your heart, you'll be happy no matter where I am."

"It's not up to you. If you don't want to go, I will tie you up and take you there!" Zhang Yunxiu laughed out loud.

(End of this chapter)