Great Eunuch of the Ming Dynasty

"What a powerful firearm! If it wasn't for this kind of thing to protect you, I would have forced you to live or die!" Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva shouted viciously, and then ran away without looking back.

Apofan's youngest son Zhensheng stared at the back of Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva going away, was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Wait for me! Bodhisattva! Wait for me!"

Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva paused slightly when he heard the voice of the family's eldest son Hao Zhensheng, and then left more quickly.

"Want to run? Come here!" Qiushan Qiluo cast all her anger on Zhensheng, the youngest of the family, because she couldn't beat Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva.

With a slight shake of the hand, a group of little paper figurines joined hands and turned into a chain, binding the youngest son of the family together.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm Apofan's third son, Hao Zhensheng! It's useful to you! Please don't kill me! If you have something to say, talk about it!" The third son of the family, Hao Zhensheng, shouted with snot and tears.

Qiu Shanqiluo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect to catch a big fish. This youngest son of the Awafan family, Sanhao Zhensheng, is the confidant of the Awafan daimyo Miyoshi Haruto, who is in charge of the government affairs of the Awafan. All of a sudden it was wonderful!"

"Do you want me to use Jin Yiwei's famous technique to extract something useful from his mouth?" Ding Zhouyu eagerly asked.

Qiu Shanqiluo shook his head and said: "It's not necessary, let's wait here for the big troops to come over and talk about it!"

Ding Zhouyu looked at Qiushan Qiluo with a livid face, and a strange light shone in his eyes.

Chapter 8 and Eleven: Li Xueqin, the prefect of Yiyu Domain

Chapter 8 and Eleven: Li Xueqin, the prefect of Yiyu Domain

"So, this hand-cranked machine gun is not bad?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile, looking at the corpses strewn all over the field in front of him.

"To the governor, this hand-cranked machine gun is really powerful. These ten hand-cranked machine guns wiped out all the cavalry troops of Awafan." Qiu Shanqiluo said excitedly.

Ding Yuyu said sourly from the side: "It's just that this iron guy is too expensive. It's just burning money. I don't know if Admiral Wang will lose money after a battle, hahaha!"

Wang Zhen has known for a long time that hand-operated machine guns consume a lot of bullets, but for the rich and powerful Wang Zhen, these are all insignificant things. When charging, go forward bravely and kill all the enemies for Bendu, wouldn't that save so much money?"

Ding Zhouyu wanted to say something, but Chuan Ji grabbed his arm and gave him a wink, telling him to stop talking so much. If Wang Zhen was annoyed, the two of them would never have sex. Good end.

"Master, this time the Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva from Fahai Temple is leading the Awafan cavalry, but his subordinates and Ding Qianhu can't beat him together, so let him run away." Said embarrassingly.

As soon as these words came out, not only Wang Zhen was surprised, but even the senior officials of the Ming Dynasty Expeditionary Army who were present were also very surprised.

"Could it be that this Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva is already at the pinnacle of a master master?" Wang Zhen asked in surprise.

Qiu Shanqiluo shook his head and said: "I don't know if it's the pinnacle of the master master realm, but this guy is already so powerful before he uses the eight-armed golden body of Fahai Temple Bodhisattva. If he uses the eight-armed golden body If you are on your own, it is estimated that it will be even more powerful."

"And this guy's monster body has not yet manifested. Wouldn't it be more powerful if he used his monster body? Back then, this guy wasn't that powerful." Chuan Ji frowned and said.

"Miss Chuan Ji knows this guy?" Feng Naluo, the head of the Dongchang stall, asked.

Chuan Ji nodded, and said: "When we were looking for the Jade of the Four Souls, we met this guy. His name is Qingqing Wuma. He is a horse demon. He once occupied the mountain as the king and proclaimed himself a mountain god. He just bullied some people. It’s okay to be honest, if he meets a strong person, he won’t be like this, it seems that he learned a lot in Fahai Temple, which made him so powerful.”

"No matter how powerful he becomes, as long as he falls into Bendu's hands, Bendu will take care of this guy!" Wang Zhen said indifferently.

It's not that Wang Zhen is too arrogant, but that in the land of Fusang, apart from the demon monk Kato of Fahai Temple and the demon king Sesshomaru of the Demon King Hall, the general who conquered barbarians, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, can attract Wang Zhen's attention. Miscellaneous fish, in Wang Zhen's eyes, are simply not worth mentioning. Even if they are powerful, they can't let Wang Zhen learn any battle experience from them.

"The army continued to advance, leaving a bunch of auxiliary soldiers to bury these corpses, and the corpses of the horses were made into jerky, and some horse meat was eaten at night." Li Songwei, the commander of Xuanwuwei, looked at the battlefield in front of him and gave orders to continue advancing The command.

The team of the Ming Dynasty Expeditionary Army continued to advance towards the big city of Abwafan.

At this time, in the big city of Yiyu Fan, a carriage was slowly entering the city, heading towards the magistrate's yamen.

"Stop whoever comes! This is the prefect's yamen of the Yiyu clan!" The yamen servant standing on duty outside the prefect's yamen shouted at the two people getting off the carriage.

The person who came was an old man and a strong man. After hearing the words of the yamen servant, he took out a badge of Jinyiwei from his bosom, and said loudly: "I am the sixth son of Jinyiwei Qianhu He, this is from the imperial court. The imperial envoy Huang Fu Huang, why don't you hurry up and let your prefect come out to greet you?"

The yamen servant was an auxiliary soldier who was injured and was assigned to work in the prefect yamen of Yiyu Fan, so he recognized Jin Yiwei's badge and knew that these two men came from the imperial court. He was shocked and shouted: "It turns out that the imperial envoy has arrived, so I will go in and report to the magistrate!"

After finishing speaking, he arranged for a yamen servant to take Huang Fu and He Laoliu into the concierge to drink tea, and he entered the magistrate's yamen by himself to find Li Xueqin, the magistrate.

Li Xueqin, the magistrate of Yiyu Fan, was a scholar who failed the rankings. After more than ten years of examinations, he still failed to achieve anything. By chance, he was attracted by Wang Zhen's recruitment news and joined the expeditionary army of the Ming Dynasty. After training for half a year, he knew Wang Zhen After Zhen Yao implemented the strategy in the Chrysanthemum Kingdom, the land of Fusang, he took the exam and became a prefect.

When my companions who became prefects together with me became the prefects of the Satsuma and Nagato clans one by one, they became a little anxious, but the positions of these big bulls had nothing to do with him. Fortunately, in the Ming Dynasty After the expeditionary army captured the Iyo Fan, they left him the position of the prefect of the Iyo Fan, which made him ambitious for a moment, and wanted to do something in this Iyo Fan, so that those who looked down on him in the Ming Dynasty would look down on him. Is he a waste!

Today, after Li Xueqin handled a few cases, he followed his master to discuss the government affairs in Yiyu Fan, and saw the yamen servant walk in.

"What's the matter?" The master stepped forward and asked.

"My lord, there are two imperial envoys outside the door, they are imperial envoys from the imperial court." The yamen servant knelt down on the ground and said to the magistrate Li Xueqin.

The magistrate Li Xueqin was shocked when he heard the words. He had also heard that there was an imperial envoy from the imperial court to deliver the decree to the governor Wang Zhen, but he didn't expect it to come so soon, and he came to the magistrate's yamen to look for him. He immediately got up and said, "Yes. Isn't it Master Huang Fu Huang and Jin Yiwei Qianhu He Lao Liu?"

"That's right, it's Mr. Huang Fuhuang and He Lao Liuqianhu! The humble official has arranged for them to have tea in the concierge." The yamen servant nodded and said.

"Follow me quickly to welcome the imperial envoy to enter!" the magistrate Li Xueqin said, and took the master along to the gatehouse.

When Master Huang Fu picked up the tea and began to drink, Li Xueqin, the prefect, led his master into the gatehouse, knelt down towards Huang Fu, and shouted: "Li Xueqin, the prefect of Yiyu Fan, respectfully invites Sheng An!"

When Huang Fu, who was still drinking tea, saw this, he immediately took out the imperial decree from his bosom, and said loudly, "Saint Gong'an! Please get up!"

"Thank you Supreme! Long live the Supreme! Long live the Supreme!" the prefect Li Xueqin shouted loudly before getting up.

"I didn't expect Li Zhifu to be so young. It really shames the tribute students in the court!" Huang Fu said, looking at Li Xueqin, who was only in his 30s.

The magistrate Li Xueqin quickly waved his hand and said: "Master Huang is really a disgruntled official. The official is just a down-and-out scholar. Fortunately, the governor appreciates it. Being promoted to the prefect of Yiyu Fan is a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes." gone."

He Laoliu and Huang Fu of Qianhu of Jinyiwei looked at each other when they heard this, and there was a trace of strangeness in their eyes.

It seems that the magistrates in the land of Fusang only know Wang Zhen in their hearts, and they don't know Zhu Zhanji, the supreme emperor of the Ming Dynasty. This is not a good thing. Wang Zhen expanded his influence too much.

Chapter 8 and Twelve

Chapter 8 and Twelve

General Miyoshi Haruto, the daimyo of Awafan, was very angry at this moment, but he was a little too angry to speak out.

Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva buried all the cavalry that Awafan had saved for so many years, and also threw Awafan's political officer, his confidant of General Miyoshi Chundou, Sanhao Zhensheng, to the Ming Dynasty Expeditionary Army.

Even if the Ming Dynasty Expeditionary Army didn't kill the family's third son, Hao Zhensheng, they would still get information about him from the family's third son, Hao Zhensheng.

Based on General Miyoshi Chundou's understanding of his family's elder Sanhao Zhensheng, his political officer would never stand up to the torture.

Seeing General Miyoshi Chundou's face turning blue and green for a while, Wu Ma Yuanchen Bodhisattva looked at that horse face, and asked coldly: "Your Excellency, do you blame me for burying your elite cavalry from Awafan?"

"Don't dare! If the Bodhisattva is safe and sound, then this is the general's greatest wish. Otherwise, the general really doesn't know how to explain to Kato Buddha of Fahai Temple. The most important thing now is how to resist the expeditionary army of the Ming Dynasty. , They will come to the city before dark, what should I do to resist their attack?" General Miyoshi Chundou said with a smile on his face, he had already scolded Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva in his heart, but On the surface, he didn't dare to do anything, he still couldn't beat this horse-faced guy.

After hearing the words of General Sanhao Chundou, Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva also fell silent. He miscalculated. He didn't expect that the Ming Dynasty Expeditionary Army would produce a hand-cranked machine gun and slaughtered the incomparably powerful cavalry unit of Abofan. Erjing not only made him lose face, but also suffered some minor injuries.

"Should I ask the Buddha from Fahai Temple to send some monks and soldiers to help?" Wuma Yuanchen Bodhisattva asked.

General Miyoshi Chundou was slightly taken aback, why didn't he think of this way?As the saying goes, when the child cried and threw it to his mother, I was protecting Fahai Temple from the gun. If it weren't for the fact that I was supported by Fahai Temple, I would have brought the high-level officials of Awafan to join the Ming Dynasty Expeditionary Army. .

After all, in the previous feudal towns, after many feudal lords took refuge in the Ming Dynasty Expeditionary Army, although they lost their previous rights, they at least kept their own glory, wealth, wealth and life. Thinking of this, his eyes began to flicker.