Nowadays, heroes who make a living on the seas in East Asia can roughly be divided into three forces: pirates from the Great Zhou, pirates from Goryeo, and Japanese pirates from Fusang.

However, whether it is called pirates or Japanese pirates, they are essentially the same armed gang that is both business and thief.

The pirates of the Great Zhou Dynasty would not show mercy to the Great Zhou men just because they were Han people.

The Japanese pirates in Fusang would not let Fusang go of merchant ships just because they were from Fusang.

There are often conflicts and even wars between pirates and Japanese pirates themselves, and annexation and robbery are commonplace. Just like big fish eating small fish, it seems to have become a natural rule.

In addition, there is cooperation between factions. As long as the target is appropriate, it is normal for the pirates of the Great Zhou to cooperate with the Japanese pirates in Fusang to attack targets in the Great Zhou territory or to attack villages in Fusang in turn.

It is normal for a current operation to attack the three northern areas of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which mainly involves Japanese pirates, to mix some small-scale Koreans with some leftover rice.

In fact, the pirates and pirates were originally a multinational coalition, and some leaders even had monkey-like savage soldiers captured from Nanyang.

What is the external identity of the pirates depends only on where their senior cadres are. Some pirates can even seamlessly convert into Japanese pirates.

However, the pirates at the bottom and small leaders like Nojiri are happy to see those Goryeo who come to eat for free and lose their money.

"The people in the Peninsula are as weak as a group of wild dogs!"

Seeing that the attack of the kangzi was repelled, Nojiri, a fat short and strong man pointed at the dejected Goryeo people and laughed loudly. Then, the pirates on his boat also laughed together.

"Bastard!" A stick couldn't help but retort loudly: "Didn't you, the group of Japanese men, build that earthen wall?"

They speak Chinese... In fact, no matter which pirates, even the Jurchen Tatars in Liaodong, the Tatars in the grassland, and the Dangxiang in the northwest, if they want to clearly express their meaning, they must speak Chinese. Their own language is just a half-baked person.

Nojiri smiled when she was scolded as a Japanese girl.

"You call me Wozi?"

The sound of swords and soldiers unsheathed suddenly sounded behind him.

Nojiri Masakawa slowly stood up, pulled out the Japanese knife from his waist, and said coldly: "It's just a group of peninsula sticks, how dare you be so arrogant!"

About 20 Japanese pirates surrounded them with a grim smile. There were many Goryeo pirates who had just retreated from the earth wall, but they were all very tired, and a small half of them were injured.

"Do you want to join the fire?" The Korean man panicked and shouted like a fool: "The commander will not let you go when he knows it!"

"No, as long as I offer him a boat, the commander will definitely let me go."

This group of Goryeo has a large slab boat, which is much stronger than Nojiri's Xiaozai. As long as you grab it successfully, you can become a medium-sized pirate with a bounty of hundreds of taels!

Well, of course, I also have some benefits to the commander, such as dedicating my early childhood to the commander.

Well, I will also offer some of the loot from this robbery.

However, for Nojiri, this is still a very profitable deal.

"You! These guys! Damn it! Japanese pirates!"

The screams were very miserable, but no one stood up to help him, and some guys were even sorry that this piece of fat actually made the guy Nojiri take the lead.

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After leaving the Second Village, Xu Shiyang took about 3 hours to walk about 20 miles.

The next day, the troops set out again, and this time it took only one day to walk nearly 60 miles.

At noon on the third day, Xu Shiyang arrived near Rizhao and gathered with reinforcements from nearby prefectures and counties, which did not advance or retreat.

It took three days in total and 150 miles to walk, which was a miracle for the feudal militia.

In fact, this achievement is outstanding even among the elites of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Throughout the winter, strict training and nutritional supplements gradually became stricter military discipline, sufficient supplies (Xu Shiyang took enough 300 people from Ertun for 5 days of food), and confidence in his combat effectiveness created a magical marching record in this era.

Xu Shiyang was very satisfied with this. He felt that the new army had grown up again and his previous efforts were not in vain.

In fact, even Xu Shiliu, who had no experience in how to command the army, vaguely felt that the infantry under his third brother was very strong.

The reason is that this child with high self-esteem was tired several times during the journey.

If he carefully calculates the time, his rest time in the carriage is only in the middle of the female soldiers in the medical team...

This hit Xu Shiliu a big blow. This child was in an era where he was particularly concerned about the gaze of the opposite sex. Female soldiers who were about the same age sat in the car to rest, making him feel uncomfortable. He felt that all the girls looked at him with a hint of mockery and pity.

This was so exciting that he jumped out of the car several times and walked for a while until he was almost exhausted and forced to throw him back into the car by Xu Shiyang, so that the female soldiers in the medical team could watch him directly and rest for a while.

"San brother, I'm sorry."

When he arrived at the destination, Xu Shiliu hesitated and lowered her head to Xu Shiyang and said an apology that made the latter inexplicably.

"What's wrong?" Xu Shiyang asked: "What are you sorry for me?"

"The third brother is very good at training troops." Xu Shiliu admitted honestly: "I'm not as good as you."

"If you don't have time, study hard. The saint said that there must be my teacher when three people walk, and there are hundreds of people here together." Xu Shiyang patted Xu Shiliu's shoulder generously, not caring about this.

Well, actually he still couldn't figure out why Xu Shiliu apologized to him.

‘Isn’t it normal for me to train troops to be worse than me?’

A soul from modern society cannot understand the pride engraved in the bones of scholars in this era and the contempt for warriors from the heart.

"San brother, I think that the next step we should join all the fort soldiers here and enter Rizhao from the north."

Xu Shiliu's heart was slightly recovered, and she immediately performed her duty of praising her and gave Xu Shiyang some advice.

"Well, good plan." Xu Shiyang replied with a smile: "Let's rest for an hour, give the soldiers some food to replenish their energy, and wait for Luan Tingyu, Sun Li and the others."

Luan Tingyu and Sun Li each brought 10 horse-riding infantrymen, set out with Xu Shiyang and the others, and headed south to Rizhao first.

Theoretically, the marching intensity of 130 miles in 3 days (the people who set out from Ertun walked less than the new army from Shifen to Ertun) was not enough to show the difference in the strategic marching speed between cavalry and infantry.

However, among the vanguards of the Xu family army this time, the new army was already considered the peak level of infantry in the feudal era, while Luan Tingyu and Sun Li's men could only rank at the bottom among the cavalry of the same era.
Chapter completed!