The Japanese soldiers in Kyushu were very powerful in Japan and were good at using swords. They would attack the front every battle.

This surrendered Japanese name was named Yuki Yamamoto. Before being captured by the Ming army, he was the lord of Kumamoto City and was in charge of the flag under the Second Army of the Japanese Army Kato Kiyoshimasa. This position is equivalent to the flag plaque of the Ming army.

When he was attacking North Korea with his head Kato Kiyoshimasa, Yamamoto once captured South Korea's Sunwajun alive, and later participated in the capture of Jeolla Do. During the Battle of Ulsan, he was captured by the Ming army because he was shot in his leg.

Now, ten years have passed since the war, Yamamoto is forty-three years old.

Because the Changning Iron Fields had the highest official position among the Yamamoto flags that surrendered to the Japanese, the Iron Fields asked him to be responsible for the management of surrendering to the Japanese.

After ten years away from home, singing the music of the hometown has become Yamamoto's sustenance for his hometown.

Today, he didn't sing because it was his birthday.

His son's birthday is his mother's goodbye day. Yamamoto looked at the direction of the sea and his eyes were red with sadness. He didn't know whether his mother was still alive.

At the beginning, before boarding the warship heading to North Korea, he knelt in front of his mother and swore that he would come back.

But, he broke his promise.

"Yamamoto, don't be sad, we will go back." The one who came to Yamamoto was a surrendered Japanese named Anguoji. Like Yamamoto, he was a member of the Second Army, but Yamamoto was a flag-keeping officer. He was responsible for the transfer of food and grass, and was two levels smaller than Yamamoto. He was roughly equivalent to the general of the post in the Ming army.

"Can't go back."

Yamamoto shook his head. He knew that Anguoji Temple was comforting him, but he knew their situation very well. In this life, they should not want to return to their hometown.

"Don't give up, Yamamoto!" Yamamoto's lonely appearance was very sad in Anguoji's eyes, but he didn't think so. He tried hard to hold Yamamoto's shoulder, "Yamamoto, I heard that once a new emperor in the country ascends the throne, it will be pardoned by the world, and even death row prisoners can be spared from death. At that time, the new emperor may pardon us and let us return to the country."

"The new emperor pardons us? Maybe."

Perhaps, Anguoji was talking about hope, but Yamamoto did not have any hope for it. It would be ridiculous to put the return to China on the death of the Ming emperor.

"Let everyone do their jobs. Ming people said that our ore output last month was a bit small and we would like to deduct our food."

Yamamoto clapped the dust on his hands and looked at his companions leaning against the cave. In ten years, it has not only wiped out their hope of returning home, but also wiped out their dignity as samurai, but also wiped out the traces of the Japanese on them.

All the Japanese surrenders in Iron Bay now look more like Ming people than Japanese people. Many of them even speak Ming people's Chinese rather than Japanese when communicating with their peers.

"How could they do this!" Anguo Temple was indignant. Their food supply was pitifully low, but the workload never decreased, but continued to increase. If this continued, they would not only fail to complete the task, but also endure hunger.

"We go to them to argue, the Ming people should not treat us like this. We are Japanese samurai!" Anguoji angrily asked Yamamoto to lead them to the Ming officials in Iron Bay to argue.

"Yan Guojun, we are no longer samurai." Yamamoto's words made An Guoji stunned, and then he was silent.

The gong for construction started rang, and Yamamoto patted Anguo Temple's back and signaled him not to think about it anymore. No matter how much they think, it would be useless, because their life and death are all in the hands of the Ming people.

Anguo Temple wanted to say something, but in the end, she said nothing, walked down with her head hanging down, ready to tell everyone the bad news.

As usual, Yamamoto was preparing to go to various mines to check the conditions of the brackets. Last month, the bracket in a hole was destroyed due to its age, and several Japanese people collapsed. In order to prevent another accident, Yamamoto obtained a batch of new wood from the Iron Farm officials, and could replace all the old wood in the past in just two days.

When he walked to the mine where the second soldier was in charge, the one-eyed Dragon Kuki ran over in panic and stopped Yamamoto.

"Yamamoto, Oshima is back!" Kuki said excitedly.

"What big island?" Yamamoto was puzzled.

"It's Oshima-kun of the Third Army, don't you remember?"

"What! Didn't he escape?"

Yamamoto remembered that Oshima was the soldier of Kuroda Nagamasa's Third Army. A few years ago, when the people from the Third Army fled collectively, Oshima and a few people escaped for luck, and the rest were captured by the Ming army and several were executed in public.

However, since that big island has escaped, why should we come back?

Yamamoto couldn't understand. If it were him, he would never return to this damn place.

Kuki said: "I just got the news, Oshima wants to see you, Yamamoto, let's go there quickly."

Yamamoto asked: "Where is he?"

"Where are the Ming people?" Jiumu pointed to the house where the officials in the Iron Field were located.

"Ming Guo people?" Yamamoto was startled, "Has he been caught back?"

"No, that's not the case. You'll know when you go with me."

Kuki couldn't understand it for a moment, so he pulled Yamamoto to the house where the Iron Bay officials were. Halfway through, he saw Oshima walking towards the mine accompanied by two Ming soldiers.

Seeing Yamamoto and Kuki coming, Oshima immediately greeted him and said in a deep voice: "Yamamoto, Kuki, there is good news!"

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"I will take these surrendered Japanese people away. I will draw card bars for you. At that time, Haizhou will ask, just give them my card bars to show them." Wei Liangchen's tone was very tough and there was no doubt.

Changning Iron Farm is under the jurisdiction of Haizhou Guard. The person in charge of the Iron Farm is a general flag named Zhao Dafeng. It is said that he is the uncle and brother-in-law commander of Haizhou Guard.

After Wei Liangchen brought his men to the Iron Field, he took out the style of his two halls of servants, including Jinyiwei, Li family, and a large group of subordinates who were like wolves and tigers. He was so scared that Zhao Dafeng didn't dare to let go. At the same time, he was also glad that this little servant who dared to kill the City God was not here to cause trouble for him, but to ask for people.

"Oh, by the way, you have a lot of weapons here, right? Give me a batch. I will say hello to Haizhouwei when I look back."

There are only people, but they don’t have weapons. They can’t let these surrendered Japanese soldiers steal people from themselves with bare hands. Liangchen did not have the Japanese swords used by the Ming army, but there were ready-made swords in the Iron Field. However, according to Zheng Duo, many of the surrendered Japanese soldiers in the Changning Iron Field were good at using guns, such as the escaped island, which was very accurate.

The Japanese army's firearms were more powerful than the Ming army, and the good minister knew that this was. However, he could not get muskets for these Japanese surrendered people, because these people had to withstand the test.

"I will do what the shepherd told me, but I don't know what the shepherd wants to surrender to the Japanese?" Zhao Dafeng did not dare to refuse Wei Liangchen's request, but was confused. If something happened to the other party, it was the other party's business. Besides, even if he refused, he could not stop the other party by relying on the dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled people under his command, so it would be better to cooperate honestly.

"I don't need to know this, Mr. Zhao." Liangchen waved his hand and signaled that Tian Gang and his other party to hand over the handover with Zhao. He could not leave the procedures that should be handled, so as not to leave the talk afterwards.

Zhao Dafeng had no choice but to ask someone to take these two Jinyiwei's men to the warehouse.

Chen Lianxin thought that Wei Liangchen had done something wrong, so he took the surrendered Japanese with just the card and gave them weapons. This was a bit bold and arrogant. However, the other party was from the capital, and no matter how young the official was, he was an angel. The fifth master had an explanation, so he felt that the other party was doing something inappropriate and it was difficult to stand up and stop it. But he became more scheming and secretly called his subordinates to return to Shenyang to report what happened here to Wu Master.

Chen Lian always felt that this Wei Sheren was going to cause a big deal.

Liangchen and Li Yongzhen and others came outside. Dadao had brought some of the leaders who surrendered to the Japanese. Seeing Wei Liangchen coming out, Dadao hurriedly whispered a few words to the Japanese. The crowd of surrendered to the Japanese immediately knelt on the ground, with a very respectful attitude.

Liangchen nodded and asked Oshima: "Have you told them what I mean?"

The general of the Big Island lowered his head: "I said it, sir!"

"Okay." Liangchen glanced at the more than ten heads of the Japanese surrender, "You follow me to do something. If you do it, I will ask your emperor for me to make merits and avoid you from working. If you have the chance in the future, you can also return to your hometown."

"I wish to die for the Lord!"
Chapter completed!