Japan is a society with distinct hierarchies, including emperors, generals, ministers, daimyos, samurai, civilians... There are also subdivisions within different classes, and the light samurai class includes different categories such as sergeants, corporals, and wild samurai.

These classes are one level higher than the other, and the superiors and inferiors are clearly distinguished. The upper-level figures receive not only various privileges and superior preferential treatment, but they can even deprive the lives of the next-level group.

The corporals can swing their swords at the untouchables at will, and the corporals can kill and collide with them at will. As for Daming's actions against the samurai class, he will kill and kill without blinking.

If you want to survive in ancient Japan, the first thing you need to learn is to distinguish the class of people. You must understand what kind of people cannot afford to offend. When you see a big man who can easily take away your life, you must either hide away or quickly kneel down on the ground and put on the ground with weeds and stones.

However, today the sergeants of the Shimazu family obviously played the game. It may be that the victory of Nagashu made them too enthusiastic, or maybe the stamina of sake today is relatively strong. These Shimazu samurai who have blushed faces and thick necks actually regarded the sword-drawing team members as wild samurai who can humiliate and kill at will.

In fact, it is not entirely their fault. The new army has iron discipline. The Prime Minister sneaked into Kagoshima, so they cannot leak the secrets to the adults. These people are from wild samurai and pirates. Now someone is asking for it and just restore their original appearance.

However, the new army was already extremely proud of being led by Xiao Letian. The sword-drawing team that had killed foreigners in Europa was no longer the wild warriors who used to bully the lower and charming the upper class. Their backbone had been smashed into steel nails and could no longer bend.

Toughness against toughness, coupled with the instigation of people with ulterior motives and the anesthesia of alcohol, a bloody conflict is inevitable.

When the fully armed sword-drawing team appeared in front of the warriors in military uniforms, they were all stupid. They found that they were the ones who didn't know the most about the superiors and inferiors.

Xiao Letian is Prime Minister Xiao of Tokai who is the head of Shimazu family, and is the great master of Western learning that the emperor is amazed by. So his personal guards will be substituted according to the Japanese class division. I am afraid that it can only be said that the two identities of the Emperor Guard and the samurai directly under the Tokugawa family can be considered equal.

These two classes are already at the top of the samurai class, and they are not something that the Shimazu family sergeants can humiliate. The Shimazu samurai who figured it out all woke up and looked at the light blue military uniform formation formed by the sword drawing team, as well as the Roman sail frigate in the port.

The gunshots had already alarmed the nobles in the city. Soon the cavalry team led by Huashan Liyuan rushed out. When they saw the posture on the long street, they were furious.

"Baga, Baga, how dare these bastards clash with the Prime Minister's Guard? They were arrested and locked up in the dungeon... The leader wanted to behead him and show his head..." A group of sleds rushed over from behind the cavalry team, and began to tie people with ropes.

Noheita walked to Kurito Kawayama and said worriedly, "Mr., it's not the time to punish them now. Now the Prime Minister must be transferred. The news of the Lord coming to Japan has been leaked. This is the most important thing."

While talking, a dense sound of horse hooves came from Tianshou Pavilion. The one who led Xiao Letian "The sword-drawing team gathered, stood at attention and saluted." After a long bang, the neat military force made the Japanese's eyes twitch.

Xiao Letian rushed over and whipped these two godsons, and his face was covered with blood. "Bastard, I asked you to take a shift vacation, but I felt sorry for you for not returning to China for a long time. I want you to relax, but see what you have done, the military secrets are not kept, and there is a conflict with friendly forces... I really want to hang you all here."

"Do you have a lot of money? Silk kimono and silver coins are swaying. Will you die if you are low-key? If you forget your past duties, do you have to be proud of yourself if you have money?"

Hitotaro said reluctantly, "Isn't there a Chinese proverb that wealth and honor do not return to his hometown like walking in the night with a bright clothes?"

"What." Xiao Letian yelled, "Bastard, say something more, I'll beat you to death." Xiao Letian went up and whipped his godson, Bingtaro, ran away with his head in his arms.

At this time, it was the Japanese who came forward. The head of the Shimazu family rushed over and stopped Xiao Letian and bowed ninety times and said, "Master Prime Minister, this is wrong with our Shimazu family. I am not strict in the control. I am willing to accept the punishment from the Prime Minister... Come on, whip me with a whip, and you must let the Prime Minister calm down."

At this time, the samurai who caused trouble also understood. If a few people who were not dead took the lead, they might not even be able to pass the head of the family. Now the business lifeline of the Shimazu family is in the hands of the Ryukyu people, and Xiao Letian has already curbed the economic artery of southern Japan.

Dozens of warriors knelt in front of Xiao Letian and shouted, "It was the warriors who bumped into the lord. We are willing to use our lives and blood to atone for sins. We will cut off our abdomen... Please calm down our anger." These Japanese madmen are so cruel. They can kill others and kill themselves.

The sharp ribs were pulled out, and the kimono was torn open and the belly was exposed, and Xiao Letian didn't want to make the conflict big. "Stop, everyone stopped, Master Long stopped them..."

Several figures flew out from behind Xiao Letian, stabbing, hooking, sliding... The weapons in his hand and even the eagle claws directly took away the ribs in the warrior's hands, which made people dazzled.

These were the masters invited by Master Long from all over the country to spread heroic posts. He had worked a lot to invite them. However, after Xiao Letian defeated Europa and even captured the military parade of Taihe Palace in Beijing, these fake and noble Green Forest masters went crazy and did not have the conditions to join Prime Minister Xiao of the East China Sea.

To be honest, the Qing Dynasty never liked Han people in Green Forest, and they suppressed and purged politically. Otherwise, the Qing Dynasty would have many congregations, and these martial arts people were not promoted politically.

Now Xiao Letian has given them a chance, how can they not cherish it?

The masters naturally attacked quickly, but there were also warriors who attacked faster. The four sergeants' stomachs had been picked up, and blood flowed all over the ground. One of them had deep wounds and even saw the intestines.

Xiao Le was in Japanese and scolded people in the weather, "Baga, Baga... Why are you so stupid? Why don't you keep your useful body and die on the battlefield."

Xiao Lotte turned his head and said to Tadaoyi Shimazu, "Can I punish these samurai who made mistakes?"

"Abide by the Prime Minister's orders and follow your arrangements." The head of the Shimazu family bowed and greeted.

Xiao Letian walked to the warrior with the deepest wounds. It seemed that this guy was still a little leader. Xiao Letian looked at him coldly, and asked directly without looking back, "This wound can't be dead." Master Long shook his head behind him, "It shouldn't be dead if he didn't hurt his intestines..."

"That's good..." Before he finished speaking, Xiao Letian slapped the other party's ten big mouths, and finally his hands were swollen.

"Baga, do you understand the courage after knowing shame? If you make a mistake, you don't know how to make up for it. Choosing death is to escape. You are a coward, you are a coward."

The face of the warrior who was beaten suddenly turned red. Caesarean section was the most noble way for Japanese samurai to cleanse shame. Now that Xiao Letian has been scolded as a coward, how could he be convinced?

"I'm not a coward, I'm the bravest samurai of the Shimazu family. I've participated in the Battle of Changshu and rushed to the front countless times. I'm Shimazu Meng. I have the blood of the Shimazu family in my blood..."

Xiao Letian was amused as soon as he heard this, "Oh, it's still a general samurai from the Shimazu family, or a samurai of the same clan... But his identity cannot prove anything, you are still stupid."

"Why did I come to Kagoshima secretly? Why did I let the sword-drawing team disguise before going ashore? If there was a huge relationship, how could I be so careful? Who did I fear Donghai Xiao Letian?"

"But it was because of your stupidity that my new army was exposed and I was exposed. The Tokugawa family could easily guess the purpose of my visit. Our strategic paralysis strategy has been exposed, and the enemy will increase its strength to fight against us. Do you know how many more people we will die in the future?"

Xiao Letian sneered and said, "I made such a big mistake, but chose to escape death instead of going to the battlefield to atone for sins, and I don't want to make up for it. I wondered, what kind of bullshit courage is this? I can assert that if you Japanese Bushido does not abandon this stupid violence, then your future fate will be failure..."

"Even if you win briefly, what will be greeted by you will still be pale and a big defeat."

Xiao Letian's roar shocked everyone present. They were stunned and a sense of indescribable smell emerged in their hearts. Prime Minister Xiao said nothing wrong. If you make a mistake, you should make up for it. Why do you choose to die? But Japan has not been in this tradition for thousands of years? No one said that this is wrong.

Countless warriors murmured to themselves, "What should we do, what should we do..."

Xiao Letian sighed, "Today, all the warriors involved in the fight will be organized into death squads. These people will be responsible for the most dangerous battles in the future. Killing three enemies on the battlefield can also atone for the sins. Those who lead the troublemaker must kill ten enemies before they can atone for the sins..."

"Save your useful body and work hard..."

Using the blood of the enemy to atone for one's sins, this method is really powerful. It makes sense to think about it carefully. If you die, others will have to make up for your mistakes. Isn't that your master's ability to let them go to the battlefield to kill the enemy? Are the warriors still afraid of killing people?

In the eyes of ordinary people, things like Death Squad are synonymous with extremely terrifying death, but in the minds of the warriors who take killing as their mission, it is a shortcut to achieve meritorious service. In order to improve their identity, they must rob them even if they do not punish the most dangerous battle.

It seems that Xiao Letian is not punishing them at all, but giving them a chance in disguise. Now all the warriors were convinced. They knelt on the ground and their foreheads and bowed to their mouths and shouted neatly, "Hayi... I respect the Prime Minister's order."

A crisis was resolved, but Xiao Letian's problem immediately followed made the atmosphere present solemn again.

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