The Great Seminary

Chapter 373 'Take it slow'

As the old saying goes, "If you're willing to risk your life, you can even bring down the emperor."

Despite Zhang Gui's palpable pressure, Uesugi Kazehakō seemed oblivious and strode up to him.

He spoke frankly, uttering just two words: "Borrow troops."

This abrupt request left Zhang Gui stunned.

Coming to his senses, he still felt it was utterly absurd, and opened his mouth to say:

"Borrowing troops? Are you crazy? 'The most important matters of the state are sacrifice and war.' Why should I lend troops to Japan?"

"Don't even mention you. Even if your Emperor himself came, I would only think he was talking nonsense."

"Your Majesty, Emperor Mingren Rongyue promised that if you are willing to lend troops to attack Jinlingdu, and if you succeed in the future, Yingri is willing to divide the territory with Zhenlong and share the Ming Song dynasty."

Uesugi Kazehakō spoke with utmost sincerity, yet it provoked Zhang Gui to burst into laughter in extreme anger.

"Does Mingren Rongyue think I'm stupid?"
She used the pretext of the Ming-Song Prince Zhen's struggle for the throne to carry out her treacherous scheme.

Now they're in a dilemma, yet they're having the audacity to try and drag me down with them.

Forget about learning from past mistakes; if I act rashly, I'll most likely repeat the same mistakes.

The exhausted True Dragon Kingdom has also fallen into the quagmire of war.

Take Dongshengzhou for example. As long as Changsheng Tiemu is alive, who dares to say that the Ming and Song dynasties will be divided up?

Hmph, anyway, even if all the civil and military officials of the Ming and Song dynasties are at their wits' end, they will willingly and automatically strip naked and bound in front of me to offer themselves up to the state.

I won't pay any attention to it.

"Borrowing troops, huh? I think you've gone completely mad!"

Uesugi Kazehakō seemed to have anticipated Zhang Gui's refusal, and continued to persuade him with a sincere expression:
"Your Majesty, the stalemate between Yingri and Mingsong has been going on for a long time, and both national strength and military strength are exhausted."

Breaking through Jinling was actually only a hair's breadth away.

If Zhenlong were willing to lend troops, he wouldn't need many; just 100,000 "Rebirth Army" would arrive at the city.

It's even possible that the morale of the Ming and Song defenders would collapse and they would be routed without a fight, even before they could launch an attack.

After that, taking over the entire territory of the Southern Kingdom of Ming and Song was a natural outcome.

Once the Yingri army has rested and recovered its strength, coupled with the True Dragon's powerful army, given the current situation, even Changsheng Tiemu would not dare to act rashly..."

Listening to him waste his breath, seemingly reasonable and measured, Zhang Gui thought he was talking nonsense. He could only give one answer: I won't lend it to you.

In the end, Uesugi Kazehakō was forced to shake his head and sigh in resignation.

"It seems that His Majesty still thinks that his foreign ministers are talking big and making wild claims."

"Unwilling to honor the alliance, they join forces with Japan and Japan..."

"Ah, Lord Uesugi, the alliance between the True Dragon and the Japanese Empire is 'trade and non-aggression,' not a military alliance. This needs to be made clear."

"His Majesty simply felt that the Japanese military was exhausted and no longer worth discussing matters with."

If we had landed and marched straight in, we could have directly occupied the Ming and Song dynasties.

At this point, I believe you wouldn't say anything; the alliance between the two countries no longer involves military matters.

Uesugi Kazehakō's words were true, and Zhang Gui was unwilling to lie through his teeth unless absolutely necessary.

He gave a dry, forced smile and said, "Lord Uesugi, it's all about timing and circumstances."

What's the point of talking about things that haven't happened?

"Yes, Your Majesty. The fact that Yingri has fought so hard against Ming and Song without achieving a decisive victory is not because our army is weak."

Rather, the strength of Jinling's defenses was far beyond what was expected…

Uesugi Kazehakō's repetitive remarks finally made Zhang Gui increasingly impatient, and he no longer wanted to respond.

He frowned. "Alright, alright, Lord Uesugi, you can't convince me."

Don't waste your breath. But since you've come to borrow troops, you can be considered an envoy.

I may not agree, but I will not neglect the proper etiquette.

Someone will make the arrangements in a moment.

You should all rest well for a few days, recharge your energy, and then go about your business.

He waved his hand, about to turn and leave, when he saw Mogami Goro, not far away, get up first, go around to the front, and block his way.
"Your Majesty, please have faith in the bravery and unwavering confidence of the Yingri warriors. I beg you."

Then, a giant phantom of a moray eel appeared behind Mogami Gorokuro, swimming in the air like an ocean, with dazzling plasma constantly surging around its body.

Suddenly, it transformed into a katana, which Mogami Goroku grabbed and used to cut open his belly.

This seemingly meaningless act of foolishness is actually a powerful form of psychological oppression.

It gives allies or enemies the impression that they are absolutely invincible or cannot be defeated.

In Zhang Gui's previous life, he lived in a small island nation adjacent to his vast and resource-rich homeland. After being conquered, the island nation used this tactic to frighten its enemies into not daring to oppress him too much.

And ultimately, in a very short time, they also turned defeat into victory in foreign wars.

However, this kind of "soft knife" can only prey on those "weak" people who are not strong enough in willpower.

For example, the police officers in the Bilong Province are mostly strong and courageous.

The doctors at the "Category 1 Hospital" in Zhumi City have even performed autopsies.

At this point, however, he couldn't hold back and started vomiting.

Zhang Guiming could have walked, but he stopped.

Watching Mogami Goroku slowly breathe his last, his gaze shifted back to Uesugi Kazehakō, and he smiled faintly:

"Lord Uesugi, it seems you've mistaken my 'pity' for 'wavering'."

Besides, even this…

Uesugi Kazehakō's eyes widened slightly. He took a deep breath, his voice becoming hoarse, "Yakuma Jubei, Kanakawa Suinosuke, Tagawa Isamu..."

Did you hear the True Dragon Emperor's doubts?

Upon hearing this, the kneeling Japanese youths bowed in unison and replied in unison:

"I heard you, Uesugi Shonagon. I will do my best to 'persuade' His Majesty."

"Then do it," Uesugi Kazehakō ordered expressionlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Kanakawa Suinosuke stood up and strolled over to Zhang Gui, summoning his shikigami, a one-legged, black-feathered firebird…

And so, one by one, two by three... the Japanese samurai committed seppuku in front of Zhang Gui.

Finally, even the faces of the True Dragon Kingdom's 'Regeneration Army' began to change color.

It wasn't fear, but rather an overwhelming shock at seeing so many of his kind commit suicide one after another!

In particular, many of these suicide victims would remove their internal organs and present them at the feet of their emperor as a sign of respect.

But Zhang Gui saw the Japanese samurai's heartfelt dedication to their superiors as utterly insane.

Moreover, he has the temperament of a "donkey that's easily pleased." If you're honest and reasonable, whether things work out or not, it won't hurt the harmony.

But if you force him to comply, no matter whether the methods are overt or covert, forceful or persuasive, it will only backfire.

So the more Japanese died, the more peaceful Zhang Gui's expression became. Finally, he simply sat down on the ground and began to 'enjoy' the spectacle with relish.

"You came in three wrecked ships this time, with more than two thousand people, is that right?"

Let's say it's 2,500. I timed it and calculated that about 50 people die every hour.

They came one by one, day and night, and in just four or five days they were all dead.

No problem, I'll stay here with you, we'll take it slow.

(End of this chapter)