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It is now 1403, that is to say, Emperor Kameyama of the Southern Dynasty of Little Japan had already accepted the terms of Ashikaga Yoshimitsu and returned the artifact to the Northern Dynasty, thus ending the division of Little Japan between the north and the south.
The rebellion in Japan has ended in the country, and with the recuperation these years, as well as their inherent arrogance and arrogance, there is a kind of disregard for the people of Ming Dynasty in their words Attitude.
Besides, what kind of shit tribute, what they sent was nothing more than some gold and silver utensils, and some things from the sea.
The vassal kingdoms that people pay tribute to usually go back before New Year's Eve, but they have not left until now, maybe they are holding back some crazy ideas!
"You said she was your slave, what evidence do you have?" Zhu Song's face darkened, and he said, "Is it true that I can't hear you? Each of you speaks blunt foreign Chinese, but this person has a fluent Yingtian accent. Slave? Hmph, I don’t know what to say!”
"This person ran out of our garrison, what is it if he is not our slave?" The gorgeously dressed young man spoke, his voice was stiff and shrill, and even the eunuchs who had been cleansed were better than his voice.
"Stop talking nonsense, I want to take this person away, do you have any objections?" Zhu Song was too lazy to talk nonsense with these little Japanese kids.
"Damn untouchable!" The young man scolded angrily: "Even the governor of your Yingtian Mansion has to bow and salute when he sees me. What are you?"
"Barbarian, you dare to be so arrogant on the territory of my Ming Dynasty, are you looking for death?"
Don't look at Zhu Huixun's short stature, but this little guy has a very violent temper, "If you want to die, let me know, my master's big knife is already hungry and thirsty!"
"..."
Hearing Zhu Huixun's words, everyone present was speechless for a while. This little guy is not very old. Why did he speak so funny? Who did he learn from? (To be continued.)
Chapter 239 The Conflict of Life and Death
"You baby is so rude!" The young man's face turned green, and it was a shame to be scolded by a little guy like this, given his status in Japan, "Matsui, cut off his tongue for me! "
"Yes, Your Excellency!" The monkey-cheeked guard nodded and grinned grimly, and was about to step forward a few steps to grab Zhu Huixun.
Since Zhu Huixun was born, except for his irresponsible elder brother who often bullied him, no outsider has ever dared to bully him.
Now that the person on the opposite side actually wanted to cut off his tongue, the little guy could only feel a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart.
Simply, the little guy no longer suppressed the anger in his heart, but directly stepped forward with his short legs and rushed towards the group of Japanese.
"Too impulsive, stop him!" Zhu Song didn't care for a while, Zhu Huixun had already rushed over, and quickly asked his subordinates to stop him.
He didn't even think about it, with his small arms and legs, he definitely couldn't beat the Japanese on the other side. Isn't this asking for death?
With quick eyes and quick hands, Huang San grabbed Zhu Huixun, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape Huang San's embrace.
"Third Uncle let me go, I'm going to kill him, kill him!"
Zhu Huixun waved his arms vigorously, trying to get out of Huang San's control, the anger hidden in his voice made the little guy look like a raging lion cub.
"Okay!" Zhu Song took two steps forward, took Zhu Huixun from Huang San's arms, and said, "With your small arms and thin legs, are you sure you can kill him?"
"But Uncle Song, he wants to cut my tongue!" Zhu Huixun looked aggrieved.
"Okay, wait for uncle to vent your anger on you!" Zhu Song glanced at Han Qingshan when the words fell.
"Looking for death!" Han Qingshan looked at the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and said, "You just said that you wanted to cut off my young master's tongue? Well, I will grant your wish!"
The guy with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes didn't seem to care about what happened on the other side, or maybe in his opinion, he was just a little guy, and he didn't need to make any effort at all.
Clang!
When Han Qingshan was approaching the guard, he suddenly pulled out a short blade from his waist.
Holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, Han Qingshan stomped his feet lightly, and rushed forward. Before the guard could react, he pinched the guard's mouth with his left hand, and the short blade held by his right hand Stuffed it into the guard's mouth and pounded it.
puff!
After the short blade was drawn out, a splash of blood followed, and even a small piece of blood pierced Lahu's tongue.
The guard had a look of horror mixed with pain, and almost retreated as if fleeing.
"Kill, kill!"
The onlookers screamed in horror when they saw this scene.
After all, there were fights and bloodshed in the city of Nanjing, and these ordinary people, who had always been at ease, would naturally feel horrified.
"Ba Ge, you dare to attack our warriors of Da.he nation!" The young leader of the opponent's face darkened, nodded to the guards behind him, and said: "Do it, kill him, and vent your anger for Matsui!"
As foreign envoys, the weapons on these envoys were not actually confiscated by the imperial court.
"Hi!"
So after the young leader gave an order, almost all Daiyuetoumen drew a Japanese sword from their waists, and then rushed towards Zhu Song and the others.
"Just now, this king has no reason to attack you. Now you are looking for death, so don't blame this king!" Zhu Song's eyes flickered coldly, and he ordered: "Huang San, protect your wives, Qingshan, and bring your brothers to follow this king!" Come on! If someone dies, it belongs to me!"
"Yes!" Han Qingshan replied in a deep voice.
"Invade my land, insult my wife and daughter, and kill my compatriots! If you let me go away safely today, I will be a Chinese in vain!"
There was a fire burning in Zhu Song's eyes, and the blood in his whole body began to boil, like a raging lion, he snatched a long knife from the hand of a guard next to him, and rushed towards the opponent's Xiaoyue in a leap. Ben, beheaded brazenly.
"Protect adults!"
The little Japanese thought that Zhu Song and the others didn't have many people, but the sudden appearance of at least thirty guards with knives really made them change color in horror.
"You should all care about yourself!" Zhu Song's pupils lit up, and he attacked fiercely.
Those guards in plain clothes saw that their prince had rushed up, so what reason do these guards have to stay idle?
Almost in an instant, a circle was vacated where the two people were, and the two people fought with each other, and those little Japanese rushed towards Zhu Song one after another.
And those guards naturally gave up their lives to protect their masters, and the swords collided with each other, making the whole scene full of violence.
"Die!"
The guards of the palace are not just the previous guards.
They were all the elite guards who followed Zhu Song to Fengxiang Mansion. Zhu Song was worried about handing them over to others, but luckily he took them from Zhu Di.
Therefore, these little Japanese are not at the same level as Shang Zhu Song's guards.
"die!"
Zhu Song's abilities were no less than those of the elite guards. After cutting off the neck of a little Japanese, Zhu Song took advantage of the opportunity of those little Japanese to fight on their own, and bullied himself to the side of the young leader.
"what!"
The light of the knife flashed, and the long knife was already approaching.
Painful screams came from the young leader's mouth, and then the blood on his right shoulder spurted like a tide, and what about his right hand?But I don't know when and where the throw flew!
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