Yangzhou, at the sea.

I saw a vast smoke and blue waves, but I saw a warship slashing the waves on the sea and heading towards the shore.

"What is that?" the girl who was picking up shells by the sea asked, pointing at the warship.

And the expression of the adult next to her changed instantly.

Now the imperial court has implemented a sea ban, and the coastal areas cannot go into the sea. Therefore, even if the seaside is now, the villagers who usually rely on fishing for a living cannot go out to sea to fish again.

Of course, here we refer to villagers who abide by laws and regulations.

"Go away, Sanni!" He hugged the girl and ran towards the village.

"We need to notify everyone immediately!"

"The Japanese pirates are here again!"

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...

Above the warship, a young man in white was wiping the sword in his hand with a snow-white silk cloth.

The knife in his hand was about four feet long, with a cross pattern, and a hemp rope was wrapped around the handle of the knife. Now he was wiping the blade bit by bit, as if wiping his lover.

"Good knife!" A rough shout came from behind the young man.

The young man didn't look back, and the man behind him continued, "How about I pay fifty taels of silver to buy your knife?"

Young people seem to be listening to the buzzing flies around them. Although it is annoying, there is no need to hit flies specially.

After all, it is quite disgusting to kill a fly.

So he quietly wiped the blade from top to bottom with a snow-white silk cloth, and then put the knife into the sheath.

"No." He finally spoke two words, his tone was cold and silly.

"We are going to China, right?" He said one more thing.

"This is the first time you've been to China, right?" The man behind him looked at the knife in the young man's hand with a little greedily, but if the other party doesn't sell it, it's not easy to rob it here.

However, if you get off the boat, no matter who it is, it should be natural to have three or two shortcomings.

At that time, this knife was a masterpiece.

Of course, if he could, he wouldn't mind getting some information about this young man.

"First time." The young man said quietly: "My name is Yan Jiu."

"Code name is right? I heard that some noble samurai come here to make a living, but they refuse to use their real names. Unlike me, I will not change my name or change my surname. Noda Hirahachiro said, " Hirahachiro laughed.

"Good meeting." Yan Jiu said coldly.

He could already see the land on the sea.

"There is no ship." Yan Jiu said.

Yes, there is no ship.

Even when I arrived at the shore and was about to dock, there were no boats in front of me, and of course there was no wharf.

"Young Master Yan Jiu doesn't know anything." Heihachiro looked familiar: "Now that the Chinese imperial court has implemented a sea ban, we can't find a serious dock to dock."

"So you can only let the big boat go to the beach and then take the small boat to the shore."

"Of course there will be people coming to pick us up on the shore."

"So that's it." Yan Jiu said quietly.

Hirahachiro looked at this young master. Of course, the Taidao in his hand was the best. Hirahachiro himself was a wild samurai, so he also had family-born swords. He usually had no contact with excellent swords, but the quality that could be compared with the Taidao in Yan Jiu's hand was almost never seen.

I'm afraid only famous knives collected at the Daming level can have such patterns and luster.

But - if this young man dies when he gets ashore, then his knife is his own.

While Heihachiro was thinking like this, the first batch of small boats had been put down and staggered on the sea. A ship owner dressed in Han people walked out and hugged Yan Jiu and said, "Dear adults, you can get off the boat."

"I wish you all the great men a prosperous martial arts."

Yan Jiu looked at the somewhat thin ship owner, with a white turban wrapped around his head: "Is it only us going down? Where are you?"

"According to the order of the owner of the Wufeng ship, you are the only one who gets off the ship." The owner looked at Yan Jiu and said bluntly: "Now the owner of the Wufeng ship is in some trouble on the shore."

"Five Peaks?" Yan Jiu silently recited the name and then looked at the ship owner: "Is Wang Zhi?"

"Bold!" The ship owner was furious when he heard this: "Can you call the name of the ship owner of Wufeng?"

Although Wang Zhi said that his old nest and foundation were in Japan, he was not a second Japanese. Although there were a certain number of Japanese people in Wang Zhi's pirate group, there was not a single person in high positions. At best, he was just a thug and a dead soldier.

After all, because of the Bushido, these samurai are even more stubborn and unrestrained, and are the best candidates for the Death Scholars.

Yan Jiu changed his expression slightly when he heard this. He thought for a moment, and then apologized: "I don't know the name of the owner of the Five Peaks. Please forgive me."

"You know what you are." The ship owner snorted coldly, then cursed in a dialect: "The dead pig's trick."

Although Yan Jiu couldn't understand the dialect, he could still tell whether others were scolding people, but the situation was better than others.

This ship is from Wang Zhi, and most of the people on the ship are also from Wang Zhi's subordinates. Even the goods that have been traveling thousands of miles from Japan can be regarded as Wang Zhi's property.

It can only be said that the King Hui's ability to cover the sky with one hand on the sea is really no match for him now.

But is he in trouble?

What's the trouble?

Yan Jiu thought about it and felt that he was not interested.

"What is our mission?" Yan Jiu continued to ask as he looked at the ship owner.

"Kill someone." The ship owner looked at Yan Jiu and said coldly.

"After getting ashore, everyone is from you Shenzhou. Are you sure you want us to kill?" Yan Jiu asked at the other party.

"You wild samurai are just killing people in Japan. Now there is no Daming here to arrest you. You can do whatever you want."

"The owner of the Five Peaks ship asked you to come here, just to make a big fuss."

"The bigger the fuss, the better."

"The more trouble you make, the better."

Yan Jiu looked at the other person's face and finally nodded: "Okay."

"I see."

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...

All the goods on this ship are human.

Not only people, but also warriors from Japan.

The ordinary Japanese pirate rebellion was divided into real Japanese and fake Japanese.

The real Japanese are naturally the ronin warriors who came from Japan. They died for the sake of people and money, birds and birds for food, and compared with ordinary people, they have undergone special combat training and have strong individual combat capabilities. They are also the group of people who have always been the most feared by the government.

But it can be imagined that even in Japan, the number of ronin warriors was very limited. That is, in the era of the Warring States Period of the Japan, the princes were separatist, Daming fought against each other, and a large number of people were displaced, which led to so many ronin warriors being unmanaged.

The fake Japanese are people from China who follow the Japanese pirates to commit robbery and rob. They use foxes to pretend to be powerful, burning, killing, looting, and doing everything evil, they may be even more cruel than the real Japanese.

Just like Yan Jiu asked just now, you Shenzhou people sent us to Shenzhou and killed Shenzhou people. Do you really don’t mind?

But they don't care.

Even if these Japanese people don’t come, there has never been a shortage of people killing people in Shenzhou.

Yan Jiu got on the boat and said it was a boat, but it was actually a small sampan. It could only be used when the wind was calm. If there was a little wind and waves, it might be overturned.

The number of Japanese warriors Yan Jiu transported this time was not known, but there were definitely fifty or sixty people. He gathered so many warriors in one go and let them make a big fuss. It is impossible not to mention that the owner of the Five Peaks ship was even bigger than he thought.

After all, there is one thing that although the ship owner did not say, Yan Jiu himself is not stupid either.

These fifty or sixty people, who have come ashore and are not familiar with the land, can even kill several villages and villages and wait until the imperial officers and soldiers of China gather around them, can they really be able to escape?

It is said that it is the prosperity of Wuyun, but I am afraid that they will walk along the way and pull a few more people to take care of them.

The sampan was docked, and Yan Jiu got on the boat.

More and more samurai were around him and they also stepped onto the beach, but their decorations were all kinds of different. Simply put, they were really wild samurai. They did not have the family emblem of the owner, and there were people on the shore to help him.

The man seemed to have been waiting by the beach for a long time, and as soon as he saw these samurai, he met him: "You guys are from Japan, right?"

Yan Jiuzang watched the changes among the samurai, while Heihachiro took the initiative to step forward: "Is the guy from Master Wufeng?"

"That's right, I'm here to pick you up in the name of the ship owner of Wufeng." The man nodded, then waved behind him: "Send it up."

Before he finished speaking, he saw two people walking up with a large bucket.

"Please look, sirs."

"Is this?" Although Heihachiro said that it was not the first time he came to Shenzhou, it was the first time he saw this kind of service: "What is this?"

"Mr. Wufeng ordered me to prepare supplies for you guys." The man said with a smile: "Open it."
To be continued...