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Surrounded by the generals, Azig was riding on a horse, looking at the town that was in dire straits from outside the town. His face was a little ugly, and he said coldly: "In this broken town, we probably won't be able to find much food!"

"Master, the Japanese hide their food very tightly. Although this town doesn't look very good, there is no guarantee that there will be a harvest!" After hearing this, a general under his command quickly explained.

After hearing this, Azig's expression did not change, but he still seemed to be lucky. He waved his hand and shouted: "Go to some more people, torture them severely, dig the ground three feet, and dig out all the food for me!"

I think that when I was in Liaodong, Azig personally experienced the powerlessness of not having food. Now that we are fighting in Japan, winter is coming, and food has become a big problem again. Therefore, whether it is him or others, they all attach great importance to food. As much food as you can find, try your best to find as much food as you can.

"Cha!" After hearing this, his men immediately led another group of people into the town.

After a while, a horse suddenly galloped out of the town. When it arrived in front of Azig, he quickly dismounted and knelt down to report: "Master, a big fish has been surrounded. It seems to be a Japanese." The daughter of a daimyo, who was said to be dedicated to Tokugawa Iemitsu, was caught by us!"

"What kind of big fish is this?" Azig frowned and shouted coldly: "Bring it here and have a look!"

"Sir, do you want me to come over and take a look?" After hearing this, the Japanese traitor who was following Azig quickly reported, "Be careful of fraud!"

Azig was a little impatient after hearing this, and waved his hand in agreement. At this time, he was more concerned about food.

At this time, the town was already on fire, and the screams that had been heard one after another could hardly be heard anymore. Groups of captives, either driving chickens, ducks, or carrying sacks, kept coming out of the town.

Azig frowned as he looked at this. It was obvious that the harvest did not meet his expectations.

Just when I was unhappy, another group of people came back.

"Sir, I went to see it. The servants and the like do seem a bit similar. I've also heard that..." Before the traitor could finish his words, Azig shouted impatiently, "I'm not interested!"

After saying this, a woman was thrown from a horse in front of Azig by a Jianlu leader, and at the same time he reported: "Master, this is it!"

The Japanese are generally short in stature, let alone the women among the Japanese. Moreover, the aesthetic concepts of the Japanese and the Jianlu are a bit different. Generally speaking, to the Jianlu, women among the Japanese are really looked down upon.

But when Azig saw the woman on the ground, his eyes lit up. In fact, this woman seems to be different from other Japanese women.

Not to mention that he was taller, and his face and figure didn't look like a Japanese, but he caught Azig's eyes a bit. He naturally didn't know that the figure of the woman in front of him was naturally a little different from other people's because she had been practicing martial arts since she was a child.

At this time, the Japanese girl fell to the ground, supporting her upper body with both hands, looking at Azig in panic, and said in panic in unskilled Ming Dynasty Mandarin: "Sir, help me, little girl..."

Azig sat on the horse and looked down, just enough to see the loose and exposed clothes of the Japanese girl, and she was also begging for mercy delicately, showing a kind of weakness of her own. Hearing the words of begging for mercy, he suddenly became interested and seemed to not even care about the food. He immediately ordered: "Take it away!"

The sound of horse hoofs rumbled, and the Jianlu cavalry rolled away. What was left behind were ruins burned to a white ground with no human habitation.

On the mountain in the distance, some masked men surrounded Miyamoto Musashi, just watching the movement down the mountain quietly. It can be seen that there are obviously far fewer masked people than at the Temple of the Broken Mountain.

When Miyamoto Musashi saw Umekawa Maruko being taken away by Jianlu, a smile finally appeared on his face. Without caring whether there were any living people in the town below, he turned around and left.

At night, the Jianlu camp was heavily guarded, and only the sound of eating and drinking could be heard from the direction of the tent. In the back tent, illuminated by candlelight, a tall figure rushed towards a petite figure on the ground like an evil ghost. Judging from the movement of the shadow, it seems that something is still being torn apart.

Jianlu, who was on duty outside the camp, saw this with an understandable smile on his face. It didn't take long before the sound of their imagination rang out.

But suddenly, there was a loud roar in the camp. This sound was like a cat's tail being stepped on, it came out suddenly, with anger and fear.

The Jianlu outside the camp was Azig's personal guard. When he heard this, he immediately ignored him and broke into the camp immediately.

Inside the tent, two men and women wearing nothing were seen fighting each other desperately. Blood was constantly coming out from the neck of the man among them. But he still relied on his physical strength to pin the woman down and strangle her neck. Even though there were traces of blood on his body, there was no trace of letting go.

Azig's personal guards were so frightened that they rushed forward to rescue their master and trampled the woman to the ground so that she could not move at all.

Two days later, in Hiroshima, Dorgon returned to the Yamen after inspecting the granary, feeling a little relieved.

Because of his previous experiences in Liaodong and Korea, he attached great importance to food reserves. From a long time ago, it was possible to plunder food and grass. Now it seems that the efforts were not in vain. At least the Qing army should not go hungry this winter.

However, Dorgon was only slightly relieved. No more than those brothers, he felt that everything would be fine if the Qing army did not starve. Relatively speaking, he still has an overall view. For now, the allies' food is definitely not enough!

"Alas, there are still too few Qing troops withdrawing to Japan!" Dorgon sighed and said to himself, "The more places we capture, the more Qing troops will be scattered. It won't be good if this continues. A way!"

There is nothing that can be done about it. Those allies can only defend the city at best, and they still have to rely on the Qing army for field battles. In every city, there must be some Qing troops left. Otherwise, it is hard to say whether the cities captured belong to the Qing or others. But in this case, the troops had to be dispersed.

With this in mind, Dorgon began to consider the Four Kingdoms. Duduo was his brother from the same father and mother, sharing weal and woe. Even if it wasn't for the three thousand Qing troops, he should still consider how to get them out of the Four Kingdoms.

But without a navy, this is a difficulty. If only that sea area could freeze in winter!

Thinking about this, Dorgon felt a little irritable.

At this time, he had clearly seen the true nature of his allies. Basically, those allies are from peasant backgrounds and can't count on anything at all. The expected muskets and artillery were nowhere to be seen, let alone warships. The Spaniards haven't passed by for two consecutive years. It's obvious that something went wrong and they probably can't be counted on.

Or, we can only learn from Huang Taiji and use the methods he used in Liaodong.

Dorgon's previous style was actually very similar to Nurhaci's. Attack the Tokugawa Shogunate, plunder all materials under the Tokugawa Shogunate, kill all the people under the Tokugawa Shogunate, and try every means to weaken the enemy and strengthen yourself.

Not to mention, this method is good in the short term, and the effect it brings is the same as that of Nurhaci in Liaodong.

But now that they have established a firm foothold on Honshu Island, it is really time to change their strategy.

Those Japanese who were allies could not be touched, but in the future, the Japanese under the Tokugawa shogunate, young men and women, could no longer be killed, and they were plundered and used as coatings. The best among them were promoted and organized into Japanese military flags. Only in this way can the problem of insufficient numbers in the Qing Dynasty be alleviated to a certain extent.

Dorgon thought about this and nodded, quite satisfied with this strategy. But before he could make arrangements, he heard rapid footsteps outside, and then saw a personal guard rushing in with a messenger. There was a look of panic on the faces of these two people.

"What's going on?" When Dorgon saw it, his heart sank. If it wasn't a big deal, his men would definitely not be like this.

The first thought in Dorgon's mind was that the Ming army was coming!

For him, the worry that the Ming army from Korea would pursue the Japanese country was a sword hanging in his heart, and he was always on tenterhooks.

"Your Majesty, Prince Li has been assassinated and his life is in danger!"

Just such a sentence, although it was not the news that the Ming army was chasing him, still shocked Dorgon. He immediately became livid and asked sternly: "What's going on? Isn't he always in the army? How could he be assassinated?" ?”

"Back to Your Majesty, the situation is like this." The messenger briefly explained what happened, and finally added, "These were all done by a Japanese named Miyamoto Musashi and his apprentices. They were carefully planned and impossible to prevent. !”

Dorgon didn't care about this for the time being. After probably asking about the situation, he immediately asked about Azig's situation.

For him, his greatest strength now is his two brothers, Dodo and Azig. But now, Duduo is trapped in Shikoku Island, so Azige is the only one beside him.

Azig's assassination will seriously affect his strength. Especially in the past six months, Hauge seems to have become smarter and more prestigious. He needs the support of more people among the Manchu people. .

Without thinking much, he immediately made some simple arrangements, and then personally took the shaman around him to visit Azig.

After traveling day and night, it took only about one day to arrive at Azig's camp. Fortunately, it came quickly, and Azig still had his last breath left. Seeing Dorgon coming in person, he was already dying, so he grabbed Dorgon's hand, held it tightly, and said with a look of reluctance: "Revenge... revenge... kill... kill Light Japanese..."

Before he finished speaking, he let out a scream, stretched out his legs, and loosened his hands, thus ending his sinful life because of his lower body!

Azig's generals surrounding the camp all had angry faces. They knelt down to Dorgon and begged with anger: "Your Majesty, kill all the Japanese!"

"Your Majesty, avenge Prince Li and kill all the Japanese!"

"..."

It can be said that killing all the Japanese was Azig's last wish and the collective appeal of these Manchu generals.

In the past, even in the war between Liaodong and the Ming Dynasty, such a high-level Manchu general was never assassinated. This is simply a shame for them!

Under the fierce public sentiment, Dorgon did not hesitate, immediately nodded and shouted: "I swear here that I will definitely avenge Prince Li!"

At this time, he immediately changed his strategy towards the Japanese.

The reason for doing this was not only to appease these men, but also to give an explanation to the dead Azig and his men. And another main reason is that he learned that such things often happened during Japanese wars.

When the Japanese went to war, they kept some kind of samurai, called Luanbo, who specialized in doing these sneaky things. With these people around, it would be easy for accidents to happen when recruiting Japanese people.

The combination of these two factors made Dorgon make up his mind to kill a wave of Japanese ruthlessly first. Anyway, he didn't say anything to death. He just wanted to avenge Azig, but he didn't want to kill all the Japanese.

At this time, Dorgon naturally did not know that what he considered to be the chaos of sneaky things would form a final name during the reign of the Tokugawa shogunate, which would continue to be mythical in later generations, that is, what later generations called " Ninja"!

The earliest records of these ninjas were from the so-called Prince Shotoku period of Japan, and the last records were from the original history, that is, the Shimabara Rebellion that broke out the year after that, fighting for the Tokugawa Shogunate to suppress the Catholic rebellion. Of course, these are no longer available on this plane.

Revenge, of course, is not just about shouting slogans. The Tokugawa shogunate actually sent people to assassinate Prince Li of the Qing Dynasty. Such a thing must be responded to.

Dorgon immediately issued an order and immediately began to mobilize troops and generals.

In the Hauge military camp, when Dorgon's order arrived, he was discussing the military situation. When he heard the news, he was stunned for a while. But when he saw that his men were all angry, he became angry too. Of course, this is not all pretentious. After all, Azig is the prince of the Qing Dynasty. If such a high-level person was assassinated by the Tokugawa shogunate, if he thought about it, he would definitely express his anger.

But when his men all asked for a fight, Hauge waved his hand and said: "When fighting, you must be cautious. You go down first, and I will think about it carefully after my great nephew!"

His men were already used to this. After the master often said this, every time the master made a decision, it was basically convincing. The master no longer has the rough and impulsive temperament he had before, and has the shadow of the late emperor. He seems to have matured.

With this in mind, his generals resigned one after another as usual, not daring to disturb their master's meditation.

As soon as the others had left, the pretentious Hauge immediately moved into the back tent, dismissed everyone, leaving only Qian Fugui, described the situation he received, and then asked with a look of expectation: "What should I do, my great nephew?" What’s the best way to do it?”

After hearing this, Qian Fugui replied to Hauge as before: "Master, this matter is very important. Give me some time to think about it!"