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Chapter 92 Before the Great War
When Baoer returned to the tribute boat with almond-eyed anger and a livid face, a raging fire suddenly broke out on the passenger boat not far away.Bao'er didn't even turn her head to take a look, and immediately ordered the tribute boat to lower its schooner again, and searched for the pirates at full speed.

Hosokawa Fujitaka came to Bao'er with an angry face, grabbed the skirt of the haori that Bao'er was wearing, and asked sharply, "Why did you set fire to the boat?"

Bao'er knocked off Hosokawa's hand, and replied with a gloomy expression: "It's not me, it's the choice of those who passed away." After speaking, he yelled at the clerk of the mission: "Bring a pen and paper. , I read, you remember!"

Hosokawa Fujitaka originally wanted to question Boa, but was dragged back by Ryoma beside him, and then Ryoma pointed at the unsheathed Onitsu in Boa's hand, shook his head, and advised Hosokawa to hold back.

Only then did Hosokawa notice that the sword in Bo'er's hand was no longer Muramasa's Niren, so he remembered all the rumors about Bao'er's demon sword again, and couldn't help but fight a big cold war.

On the other side, the clerk also hurriedly moved out the table and bench from the cabin, pressed a thick stack of papers with a paperweight, and said to Bao'er: "My lord, please send me!"

Bao'er nodded, and compared his eyes, he said: "Shigeyoshi Komatsu, male; wife, Yuki Komatsu; son, Chiyo Yu. They live in Anyun Country..."

Half an hour later, 43 once-living lives were recorded on 57 sheets of paper, but when their names appeared on the paper, it meant that their lives had dissipated in the vast Seto Inland Sea.

Bao'er took the thick stack of papers and solemnly entrusted them to the captain.

"Here are the names and home addresses of all the victims on that boat just now. Please hand them over to the brothers who entrusted Dongbao. I promised these people to help them convey the news of the death to their families."

The captain who received the stack of papers trembled suddenly when he heard Bao'er's words, and almost fell to the deck. Fortunately, he was helped by the first officer who was guarding the captain.After hearing Bao'er's words, several sailors on the ship who were originally from Japan silently put down their work, came to Bao'er, and gave Bao'er three heavy knocks.

"Stop kowtowing, get up quickly! Tell the brothers, there is still a tough battle to be fought!" Then, Bao'er turned her head and said loudly to all the sailors: "Our enemy is waiting for us in front of the sea, They have at least five closed ships, I ask you, are you afraid?"

The sailor who had just kowtowed to Bao'er laughed and asked, "Are there only five?"

After the other sailors heard the man yelling, they also asked in unison: "Are there only five?"

Bao'er laughed too, and replied, "I told you, at least five!"

The sailors shook their heads and said:
"The quantity is not enough!"

"That's right, that's right! It's not enough for us to stuff our teeth!"

"Five more won't be enough for us to fight!"

Hearing the confident answers of these sailors, Bao'er laughed and said: "Okay! Since everyone is not afraid, I will also give you some credit: no matter who, as long as you kill a pirate, remember, yes Kill each other! I will give you a reward of 50 yuan (silver dollars), and after you get rid of all the pirates, all crew members, regardless of life or death, will share the reward equally!"

"Then..." a sailor asked tentatively, "What if we can kill 100 people?"

"Divide 5000 yuan equally!"

"What about the 200 people?"

"Divide 10000 yuan equally!"

Another sailor eagerly asked: "What if we kill 1000 people?"

Bao'er laughed loudly: "Then divide the [-] silver dollars equally!"

"Is what you said true?"

"One word from a gentleman, give it a quick whip! If you don't believe me, I can immediately make a written proof!"

"No! No!" The sailors shook their heads repeatedly and said, "We believe in you!"

A member of the Hosokawa family's mission couldn't resist the temptation, and asked, "Master Interpreter, do we have a share?"

"Yes! Of course there is! But..." Bao'er immediately said: "Our mission's money does not overlap with that of the sailors. The same 50 silver dollars per person will be divided equally after the victory!"

After getting Bao'er's promise, many warriors who were not wealthy in the mission began to try it out, but they didn't have any weapons at hand when facing naval battles.

"There are bows in Kanhe's tribute, more than 200 bows, and thousands of arrows!" The samurai of the Hosokawa family reminded him!

"We only have thirty or so people here, and we have enough bows and arrows!" Another member of the mission said.

"After the battle, you should be able to recover some arrows, so the loss of arrows should not be great!"

"Then let's make a deal!" Hosokawa Fujitaka's deputy said, "But everyone must not disclose this matter, otherwise, if the officials of Damoe find out, we may all be thrown into prison."

"You are overthinking." Hosokawa Fujitaka patted his deputy on the shoulder and said, "Let's get over the hurdle in front of us first. If we can't get over this hurdle, we will have no future."

The morale of the whole ship was boosted. With the double encouragement of money and the desire to survive, the group of people did what they said. The sailors took out the rattan armor soaked in tung oil and all the muskets from the armory. Nearly 40 two-meter-long Japanese bows and a large number of arrows were taken out of the warehouse.

The warriors took up the poles of their longbows and went to the poop, and put their bows against the corner of the wall and pressed down hard so that they could hang their bowstrings.The sailors began to load the multiple muskets in their hands in batches. You read that right, each sailor had at least three muskets by his side. More than 20 gunners also went down to the artillery compartment that had never been open to the mission and began to prepare to load the three-inch guns equipped with gunpowder and shells on the ship.

At the same time, in order to let the members of the mission on the ship get used to the sound and vibration of the artillery, after notifying the mission to prepare, they fired two empty cannons to familiarize the members of the mission.However, the warriors in the mission had never heard such a loud explosion at such a close distance, and they all turned pale with fright.

But Bao'er didn't blame them, because the sound and vibration of this thing was really scary, if the captain hadn't repeatedly ensured that the tribute boat could withstand the toss of the artillery, Bao'er would not even dare to let them fire.

So under Bao'er's suggestion, the gunners fired another round of empty cannons one after another, which made the warriors on the deck get used to the loud cannon sound.However, once these samurai got used to the sound of the guns, a sense of security came from the heart.This also gave them a little more confidence when facing the next battle.

However, the huge artillery sound also aroused the ideas of the Murakami Toyoshima pirates dozens of nautical miles away. Although they didn't know what the sound was coming from, they were sure that the tribute ship was on the giant The direction from which the sound came.So the seven huge Guan boats opened their sails, paddled their oars like centipede feet, and headed towards Bao'er at full speed.

Bao'er looked up at the sky and saw that the sun had started to set towards the southwest sea. Bao'er estimated that it should be half past Shen time (four o'clock in the afternoon).

Suddenly, seven shadowy black spots finally appeared in the sight of the watchman.The watchman rang the alarm again, and shouted towards the deck: "Southwest enemy ships, visually detect seven ships!"

"Hahaha...hahahaha!" Bao'er slammed the side of the boat, "It's just in time!"

The sailors also shouted excitedly: "Guys, it's time to earn extra money! Seven ships are shut down, so it's worth 3 yuan!"

"I think it's 4 yuan!"

"4 yuan! Doesn't each of the 65 of us get...to..."

"Stupid, everyone can get more than 600 yuan!"

"Yes! More than 600 yuan! So brothers, we are rich!"

It was not just the sailors and samurai on the tribute ship who were dreaming of getting rich at this time. Hundreds of Toyoshima pirates on the pirate ship more than 20 nautical miles to the southwest were also dreaming of the same dream of getting rich.They don't care whether the ship belongs to the general's family or not, they only care about how much money they can make from this trip.

In the eyes of the pirates, a sea battle of unilateral cruelty is about to start.

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the second

(End of this chapter)