Tianzhu!

Zhang Zhongjian has grapes in his hand, in fact, he likes the Yun family's spirits even more. Unfortunately, the road to Datang is almost cut off. The spirits are definitely gone, and they can only be filled with grapes like sugar water. A sissy like Yun Hao likes to drink this thing, and his own king of the seven seas does have a bit of a discount when he drinks this thing.

"I heard that Yun Hao has almost killed all the people near the strait, and it looks like he is going to stay in the strait. With them guarding there, it will be difficult for us to enter the South China Sea and plunder. Tianzhu is too poor to support our development. "Miyamoto Musashi doesn't have any grudges against grape making. However, he has a lot of resentment towards Yun Hao, just because of Yun Hao. He and Zhang Zhongjian gave up the foundation of the South China Sea and ran to Tianzhu like a lost dog.

Tianzhu is really not a fucking place for people to live, no matter how men and women, their skin is dark. The big eyes are rolling around, and he doesn't look like a good person. The most important thing is that it is too poor here, and you can only grab some food after grabbing it for half a day. There are also gold, silver and jewelry, but they have to go to the north of Tianzhu.

Miyamoto Musashi inquired about the distance, and suddenly lost the courage to attack the Tianzhu capital. It's so fucking far away, God knows if Yun Hao will chase it out with his invincible giant ship. He and Zhang Zhongjian were ready to run away at any time, how dare they throw off the fleet and run forward to rob the Tianzhu capital.

"Damn, stuck in the Strait. If we want to enter the strait, we have to pass under his nose. So that Lao Tzu can't even drink a decent sip of wine now! Zhang Zhongjian said irritably.

"At the end of the day, we're still in the South China Sea. There are a large number of maritime merchants of the Tang Kingdom there, and only by plundering those merchant ships can we feed so many of our brothers. Otherwise, just by looting in Tianzhu, I am afraid it will be difficult to feed so many people. The Persians, the natives, and the red-bearded ones with the horned helmets. are looking for opportunities to replace them, and the consequences of losing financial resources are embarrassing! Miyamoto Musashi sighed.

In fact, there is another reason he didn't say, that is, to contain Datang's maritime power. Delay more time and attention for the Wa Kingdom!

Obviously, all this cannot be done in Tianzhu. can only go to the South China Sea of the Tang Dynasty and turn the world upside down there, so that it can attract enough attention from the Tang people. Otherwise, at the current expansion speed of Datang. It is estimated that in a few years, it will attack the Japanese mainland.

Although the country is not very good, it is a place where gold and silver are produced. The greedy Tang people will never let go of such a large source of wealth.

"It was said that Yun Hao only left two or three thousand people there, as well as one hundred and ten large and small warships. Why don't we go back and take his old nest in the strait? Zhang Zhongjian's eyes showed a fierce light. He also likes to rob in the waters near the Tang Dynasty, and he doesn't like Tianzhu and even more so distant Persia.

Zhang Zhongjian, the people in these two places, had a strong sense of rejection in his heart, and even felt annoyed when he saw them. These days, he has cut off the heads of many Tianzhu people. It's a pity that there are too many people in this place, like ants that can't be killed.

"If we fight hard with the Tang Army, I'm afraid that our more than 10,000 brothers will suffer heavy casualties!" Miyamoto Musashi said with some hesitation.

Most of the people under him and Jang Chung-kin were Japanese and Goryeo who had wandered overseas, as well as Silla and Baekje. There are even Tang people who are on the run, and there are pirates who have merged in other places. Although there are a large number of people, it is okay to plunder the merchant ships on the water, and they want to have a hard fight with the regular soldiers of the Tang people. I'm afraid the loss will not be small!

If the losses are too great, it's hard to say that the other pirates won't rush to it. Over the years, they have made a lot of enemies, and others don't talk about it. The Persians and the redbearded guys are very difficult to deal with!

"Don't forget, Yun Hao has captured more than 80,000 slaves on both sides of the strait. In the past few months, he has almost arrested all the natives on both sides of the strait. If we control these natives, we can not only let them farm the land, but also supply us. You can also let them be cannon fodder and follow us to fight the world together.

Think about it, a place like the Strait. Eighty thousand people can almost become a country, and there are only as many people as there are in Linyi and how many people in Jiaozhi. As long as we occupy this place, it will be a foundation in ten days. The more Zhang Zhongjian spoke, the brighter his eyes became, as if his goal of becoming king overseas had been achieved.

"Uncle! My dad can say, if possible, try to stay away from Yun Hao. This person is very difficult to deal with, if you talk about water warfare, he is the first person in the Tang Dynasty. It was Li Jing's son Li Deyu who spoke, and Li Jing sent him to Zhang Zhongjian early. The purpose is that once something happens to him, it will leave a seedling for the Li family.

Now that something has happened to the Li family, Li Deyu has really become a seedling in a thousand places. Li Deyu, who couldn't return to the Central Plains, could only follow his father's worship and mix his brothers at sea.

Fortunately, as an uncle, Zhang Zhongjian is still good. didn't treat this nephew badly because of some small things with Li Jing back then. Of course, there are other secrets in the battleship drawings brought by Li Deyu, and they also have a role in fueling the fire.

"Yun Hao! Isn't he gone? His ship is fast, and when we get to the strait, maybe everyone will arrive in Guangzhou. As long as we act suddenly, otherwise people will go back to deliver the letter. We're in the strait, and we'll have at least a few months to use. Even if Yun Hao comes back then, we can take people to other places.

In the vast sea, as long as we hide it, Yun Hao will not be able to find it even if he has the ability to ascend to the sky. With 80,000 people, the food planted is enough to feed us.

Yun Hao is going back to Chang'an after all, as long as he leaves, the South China Sea is not our world. Hahaha! ”

Li Deyu wanted to say something, but he had no choice but to obey the order. But think about it, Yun Hao only left more than 2,000 people to guard the strait. Zhang Zhongjian really wants to catch them all, and it doesn't seem to be difficult. Just watch the airship and don't let it take off.

Not to mention, now they also have gunpowder and oil. There are also drawings of trebuchets and eight-bull crossbows, although they are not as well-made as Datang. However, it is not much different in terms of power. In the past two years, Zhang Zhongjian has been able to rise quickly, and the sharpness of gunpowder and oil armor has played a great role.

Zhang Zhongjian and Miyamoto Musashi are both people who sit and walk, and since they think about it, they will do it.

Patiently, he waited in Tianzhu for half a month to ensure that Yun Hao was far away from the strait, and then he took more than 10,000 of his subordinates and hundreds of warships to leave Tianzhu, which had been harmed by them.

There is a full moon hanging high in the sky, and today is a day of full tide. Miyamoto Musashi quietly landed on the coast with a group of his men.

Very well, the Tang army camp in the distance did not notice it at all. The sound of silk and bamboo came from inside the barracks, and even the laughter of women could be heard in the sea breeze. Miyamoto Musashi also smiled, and he landed at night with four thousand capable men, just to surprise the Tang army. The informant newspaper said that the Tang army here was only more than 2,000 people, and this time he brought 4,000 people. Even if two fight one, Tang Jun can be put together.

What's more, there is still Zhang Zhongjian floating on the sea. As long as he is tight here, Zhang Zhongjian will come to support as soon as possible. This battle can be said to be won and not lost. The only thing to consider is the question of how big the loss is. Since the Tang army was not prepared at all, Miyamoto Musashi felt that tonight's casualties should be controlled within an acceptable range.

The order was given, and most of the ships began to sail back. They were to pick up the other pirates and get ashore quickly, and there were many reefs in this place where big ships could not get in. These small boats can only be relied on to bring people in from the big boats.

Miyamoto Musashi still kept an eye on it, leaving behind a dozen ships. If there's something, it's better to leave a way back for yourself.

Making a silent gesture, Miyamoto Musashi waved his hand, and a large group of pirates followed him quietly to the Tang army's barracks. Because of the fear of being discovered by the Tang army, Miyamoto Musashi's landing place was three or four miles away from the Tang army. Although the moon is fine tonight, it is still a little difficult to see so far in the night. What's more, many people suffer from night blindness these days. At night, you can't see clearly.

Closer, closer. The woman's tone and laughter became clearer and clearer, and the figure in the Tang military camp swayed. You can see a lot of soldiers gathered around the campfire, enjoying the singer's dance. There was a sentry on the corner tower in the distance, but the obvious attention was on the song and dance below. No one in his own group found out at all. After waiting for a long time, I only saw two teams of patrolling soldiers.

Counted the campfires, and counted the people around the campfires. On the square of the Facing Beach, there are at least more than a thousand Tang sergeants here. Many people only have a hand-solving knife in their hands, and they don't even have a horizontal knife. On the battlefield, this is definitely tantamount to suicide.

Miyamoto Musashi was happy in his heart, and waved his hand at his most elite three hundred Japanese soldiers in front of him. These people bent over and approached the corner tower under the cover of the bushes. Their task is to clear the Tang army on the corner tower.

"Squeak" and "bang" Just when there were still two or three hundred steps away from the Tang Army's corner tower, suddenly a firework flew up. After flying into the air, the gorgeous flowers exploded under the silver moon.

"Damn!" Miyamoto Musashi screamed, it must be a warning mine of the Tang people. Li Deyu said this thing, but I didn't expect it to be here. Since the sneak attack failed, now there is only a strong attack.

"Rush!" Miyamoto Musashi drew his saber and rushed forward first.

In the darkness, a pile of black whirring things suddenly stood up at the foot of the barracks wall of the Tang army. Then, countless black shadows flew in the darkness. As soon as Miyamoto Musashi rolled on the ground, a few sharpened sticks stuck in the place where he had stood. At this time, Miyamoto Musashi saw clearly with the help of the moonlight that the rows of black things were actually rows of natives standing neatly.

The men carried sharpened sticks in their hands, and they flew towards their men with the wind.

The South China Sea is hot, where do the pirates have such a thing as armor. Even if there were, I didn't want to wear it. Although the native's javelin was only sharpened wood, it still shot the pirate in the front row and turned it on his back.

Three rows of natives, each after throwing a round of javelins. He picked up the big wooden stick on the ground, and rushed up with a cry of "whoa" and "whoa". The Tang army in the barracks also formed a formation at this time. I didn't have a horizontal knife in my hand, but now I have a horizontal knife in my hand. Those who don't have armor on their bodies now have armor. However, they did not attack, but formed a formation to defend the barracks. It didn't seem to have the intention of killing, and the battlefield was completely handed over to those natives.

The mental state of these natives is obviously a little wrong, and seeing the pirates under Miyamoto Musashi, it is like a hungry jackal seeing a fat sheep. They waved the big wooden sticks in their hands and rushed forward frantically. When you see a pirate, you often smash seven or eight sticks down. The elite 300 Japanese soldiers under his command were quickly overwhelmed by the tide of people, and they didn't even have time to bubble.

Miyamoto Musashi waved the saber in his hand, as an excellent general, he quickly found a direction, and then turned around and ran.

It's so fucking much, there are swarthy figures everywhere in the moonlight. The people pouring out of the vicinity of the barracks were like waves, and it seemed that there were 30,000 people if there were not 50,000 people. Although Miyamoto Musashi is not Yun Hao, he also knows arithmetic. Four thousand against forty thousand, you know what the outcome will be if you think about it with your ass.

Although the natives are holding big wooden sticks in their hands, although these people are far less powerful than their own men. But there are too many fucking people, his three hundred elite subordinates. However, the good hands that the emperor gave him were all samurai who had been trained for many years. But even they were devoured at the first glance and there was nothing left.

The pirates proved to be very organized and disciplined. The boss ran away, and no one hesitated among the brothers, so they turned around and ran in the footsteps of the boss. There are so many natives that as long as the eye can see, there are figures everywhere.

Although the silver moon was in the sky tonight, Miyamoto Musashi was still wrong. There were more than 70,000 natives killed in the night. In such a small place, the scene of more than 70,000 people charging together is overwhelming.

These people were divided into several echelons, and strong men rushed to the front. Behind is a woman also carrying a stick, and at the back is a half-grown child with a knife. As soon as they saw the corpses on the ground, the half-grown children would use a knife to cut off the heads of those people little by little. No way, the Tang people are stingy and a tribe only gives five knives. If you want to take credit after the fact, you have to rely on these heads.

The natives are quite sincere, Ling Jing is just scaring them. If you grab the head, you will be beheaded, and as a result, no one will dare to snatch someone else's head, even if no one sees it. This is all thanks to Yun Hao's bloody education for several months, and the natives know that the Tang people say that if they kill someone, they will definitely kill, and the deceased does not even have a corpse.

Miyamoto Musashi is worthy of being a leader-level figure, leading the charge when he charges. Run the fastest when you run away!

Embarrassed, he ran to the boat and urged the boat to start with his life. If you don't start the boat, you will die, and no matter how high your martial arts are, you won't be able to get any benefits from smashing more than a dozen wooden sticks together.

There are a lot of people and few boats. Many ships went to sea to pick up the rest of the pirates ashore. The pirates frantically climbed onto the ship, and Miyamoto Musashi swung his sword and slashed off several heads. But it didn't work much, but by this time the ship had opened its sails and quickly retreated into the sea.

However, the boat went very slowly, and many people did not get on the boat. Simply grasp the side of the ship with your hands, so that you can also escape the pursuit of the natives.

"It's too slow! It's too slow! Miyamoto Musashi waved the saber in his hand, and every time he swung it, a scream rang out. When the boat left the shore for two or three miles, Miyamoto Musashi breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, a row of severed hands was clutched on the side of the ship. Under the moonlight, the gray-white bone stubble is flowing out with clear bone marrow.