After a few days, Yoshi's letter was sent to Jizhou. "Is this what the lord told me?" Torichiyo held the letter and bent his body to look at the messenger in front of him.

The only two messengers to Jizhou were: Yushui Inamori and Naoxiu. Their dress was as ronin, with a dark hat and a banana leaf Wu suit. The two iron cannons on their backs attracted everyone's attention, and some of the little wealthy families even became interested in recruiting.

"Yes, Your Highness said, Zaga's iron cannon is unparalleled, but in Yamato, he couldn't feel that feeling, so he asked us father and son to help." Yuxiu lowered her head under her body, and the banana pattern on her back was revealed, but she could not hide the tremor caused by her body's excitement.

"Thank you for your hard work, I will formulate a war plan. Then I will send it to you for details." Torichiyo nodded slightly. Since I read the letter from Yoshishi, the war in Jizhou has also given a shot of a heart attack. "For a little rest, I think tomorrow is the time to act."

"No." After shouting loudly, Inafu and his son [31 Novel Network         Updated Quickly] walked down with iron cannons.

Saga City Lord Tianshou

"Brother, why didn't my father ask me to wait for a war? I just took that old man with him. I couldn't stand that guy anymore." The person who spoke was a young boy. Although he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, his beard was already covered with, and he was completely in a shape that did not agree with his body.

The man named Big Brother was slightly better than this younger brother. His face was smooth, but he had a little more dark. He was wearing a big armor of a paulownia and sat upright on the stool. "It's natural that my father wants me to protect Zaga. I'll make sense. Brother, you should practice more."

"Hmph, brother Shigeka, our iron cannon reserve team has hundreds of iron cannons, and with the addition of four-stage shooting, what can I be afraid of?" The person who spoke was Suzuki Shigehiro Suzuki, son of Shigei Suzuki. Tianshou was not too big. The dilapidated house has not been maintained for many years, but the sound surrounds it.

"It's okay to have this thought. The Tobashi clan is the pillar of our Suzuki. You must not offend it. Today's topic is here. If my father hears it, he will not bother you." Seeing that the younger brother in front of him was a little helpless, he could only comfort him with peace of mind. But he could not change his brother's mind.

"Report, sir, suddenly an unknown army appeared at the back gate of Zaga City, and the flag was flying in Bachiwu." At this time, a messenger rushed in, and the flag behind him was messy. It must have been like this in panic.

Jungkai stood up first, and Chongxiu was holding a toothpick and continued to pick her teeth. "Jongxiu went out and saw what are you doing?" Jungkai was about to cry for this incompetent brother.

"Brother, the chicks are only asking for food by singing, and the samurai can only use toothpicks to pick the gap between the teeth. Isn't this a samurai way?" (Japanese proverb) Chongxiu stood up slowly. Even when he was hungry, he had to pretend to have just finished the meal, and he had to use toothpicks to pick the gap between the teeth. Chongxiu's meaning means that when he is panic, he must also pretend to be calm.

After leaving Tianshou, the group saw the army under the city. "Oh, is it Brother Suzuki? I am Tsuda." After the two of them left, Tsuda at the city began to shout.

"Oh, Master Tsuda, why are you bringing so many soldiers here?" A warm expression appeared on Jungkai's face, but he was alert in his actions and words. Looking at the handrail at the height, Jungkai tightly grabbed the railing, fearing that something would happen below.

"Ah, Lord Shigekaki, what did you say? I, Tsuda, have some ear problems in the past few days, can I say it?" Tsuda began to pretend. Of course, if someone believed this so-called fraud, it would be a level 1 fool.

"Oh, that's the case, I'll ask someone to come down to pass the message to you." Jung-chan still stood on the Lookout Pavilion and looked at a young man beside him. This young man was the Tuqiao clan mentioned by Chongxiu. The son of the clan leader Tobashi Shige. The clan leader was the older generation, but they all went out of the battle at this time. According to their words, the young people stayed behind and let the old warriors go to the formation. After all, the battle in Yamato is not as good as Jizhou. The foundations of the ancestors are all here. If all of them are killed in battle, how can those children and grandchildren remember these three generations? (The situation in Japan is different from that in China. The so-called sacrificial limit is about the grandfather's generation, which means that the oldest person sacrifices himself to know the oldest one who died, such as the grandfather's generation. If the older person dies, this son will not have to sacrifice to his great-grandfather. Of course, this is just a metaphor.

Tobashi Moritsuge was about twenty-one or two years old and pretty, but this was only according to the people of Jizhou Mountain. Compared with the nobles in Kyoto, this was just the appearance of a inferior man. Tobashi Moritsuge followed his father's words and said, so he would not cause trouble. The man quietly walked downstairs, slowly opened the side door and walked out. A gust of wind hangs, blew up a piece of dust, causing Tsuda Susanzhao to sneeze. If he were to be normal, this man would have added a sentence, 'Do you plan to listen carefully?' Today, the man raised his head weakly and looked into the distance and said, "Shiko Kane said, why did you come to the chakra with so many slights?"

"Oh, so that's it." Tsuda pretended to be enlightened, bowed and said, "Su Wen had a strange movement in the past few days. I sent a spy to check it out, but found that Bocheng had been controlled by the Sanhao clan and was ready to attack the northern part of Jizhou at any time." Bocheng was actually a mud fort on the Tamsui River beach. The only things that were managed here were merchants. Those merchants built the city for the convenience of transporting goods, and there was no strategic value at all. It has always been a place where the clan sect rested and recuperated troops. The city lord also had the habit of falling towards the wind. This has always been the case.

The loss of Bocheng actually did not have much impact on Jizhou, but after the outbreak of the Yamato War, it was a bit intriguing. "So, then please go to the city to rest quickly. As for the soldiers, you can be placed in Hongchao City." After turning around, he murmured to the warrior with a toothpick behind him.

"Oh, thank you Shigekazumi." Tsuda pursed his lips and waved his hand to signal the warriors behind him to take the team away.
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