Japan, Fukuoka Castle.

This city, which originally belonged to Maori Daimai, has now changed a lot.

Before, when the Maori family failed to expedition to Qilu in Zhongtu and their strength was greatly damaged, the monk soldiers led by Monk Shinji began to move outside Fukuoka City, collect refugees and practice ghost martial arts.

Then, at the same time as the battle of Lin'an began, the Ryuma samurai, who were full of money, grain and armor, were commanded by Sakamoto Ryuma, also chose a good time to land outside Fukuoka Castle.

The two sides merged and caught Maori Daimai off guard.

After three days of fierce battle, with the support of the ninjas commanded by the commander of All-Tsang, the gate of Fukuoka City was stolen, and the warrior monks entered the city, blocking the elite Maori family in the Tianshou Pavilion. Together with the Onmyoji who were in Penglai, they burned them clean.

However, Maori Daimai was missing.

Some people say that the devil died in the fire.

But some people say that the only one who died in the fire was the Daming Warrior, the real Maori Daming, who had already put on makeup and escaped from Fukuoka while the chaos was in trouble.

But no matter what the rumors are, this heroic city is now owned by the Dragon Horse Warriors.

When they entered the city, they marched to the law.

Originally, all the ghost martial artists in the city were detained and identified no matter what their identity were. The people in the city, regardless of whether they were infected with the power of the ghost, were summoned to repair the city walls.

The great monk Zhenji led the monks to set up barriers everywhere in the city.

Their ideas are very clear.

Winning Daming and seizing the city is just the first step to restore the country, and it can even be regarded as a trivial step.

The destruction of the Maori Daming power will immediately attract the attention of demon countries outside Fukuoka Castle. If the people in this city cannot withstand the continuous attacks of these monsters, the outcome of the people in this city will not be better than that of Osaka Castle back then.

But the development of things exceeded Zhenji and Ryuma's expectations.

After almost several months of this time, the demon kingdom outside the city had no sign of attack. The people in the city were scared earlier, but at this time, they were used to this kind of peace that they had brought back.

There was even a prosperous state in the city.

In this city, the management and operation of Longma is like in the Three Koreans, with less rules and more freedom, and the demons and ghosts in the city are expelled, leaving only humans here.

The city that should have been human beings has now returned to human beings' hands. In this dark Japanese country, such a thing has been unique in the past twenty years.

The people seemed to have recalled the peaceful era, and even felt a little like returning to the world. Even when they raised their heads, they could still see the sky suppressed by the black clouds.

They no longer have to be forced to serve the arrogant ghost warriors, nor do they have to worry that the city lord will send the people in the city as a "gift" to the monsters to taste in order to establish good relations with the demon kingdom outside the city.

There is no need to worry about terrible accidents at home during daily work. Although farmers cannot go out of the city to farm, they have a steady stream of materials and food that can be transported back from overseas so that the people of the city will not endure hunger.

And the food was sent back to the city and distributed to every household, and the dragon horse warriors would say something more.

"This is a reward from Emperor Asuka."

Emperor Asuka?

The people in Fukuoka Castle are all very confused.

Emperor, they knew that they were still in the Kyoto Imperial Hall, just a puppet and rubber stamp, controlled by Onmyoji and the Demon King Daming, without any majesty at all.

But that emperor was not called Asuka.

Who is this Asuka Emperor? Where does it come from? Did he ask these brave warriors to return from overseas to save the suffering?

Well, although I haven't seen it before.

But looking at the white rice in my hand, the people couldn't help but think that he must be a kind monarch.

The incident in Fukuoka Castle was soon spread throughout Kyushu Island by the ninjas under Quanzang. Ryuma also specially divided the samurai to guard the surviving refugees from all over the place to live in Fukuoka Castle.

This happened lasting for several months, and the number of residents in Fukuoka City expanded from less than 150,000 to more than 300,000. The number of people more than doubled and became much more lively.

Until this moment, the demon kingdoms who had no movement before suddenly took action.

"Bang"

In the original Daming residence in the city, Ryuma, who was sitting cross-legged in a quiet room, slapped the letter in his hand on the table. The slightly decadent warrior became angry, making the atmosphere in the house become more stagnant.

The maid who was serving the wine pouring side was a little scared. Her hands shook a little, and the wine spilled out and fell on Longma's robe. The maid was so scared that she knelt down and asked for forgiveness.

"Get up and go and invite the great monk."

Longma was angry, but she didn't even spread her anger on a little maid.

After more than ten days, Monk Zhenji, wearing a black monk's robe and a straw hat, was invited into the house. The monk's face was more serious. Obviously, he had already known about the changes outside the city.

"The four great demon kings on the islands of Jiuzhou, flying sickle, eating hair, evil, and Prajna have all sent troops. There are more than ten small demon kingdoms following along the way, and the group of demons is in full swing, with more than 100,000."

The great monk Zhenji sat at the table, reached out to take off his hat, and said to Longma:

“They came for Fukuoka.

There was a spirit master watching the tide of the sea and saying that the 'Dragon Palace' under the sea seemed to have taken action. The tide was rising, and the monsters in the sea wanted to get a share of the pie."

"I just say, how could these greedy and violent monsters turn a blind eye to our affairs? It turns out that they are waiting for the fruits and fruits to ripen."

Longma drank a glass of wine, rubbed his fingers on the hilt of the knife around his waist, and said in a bad tone:

"When the number of people in Fukuoka City is now large, the thunder strike will not only destroy the rebellious people, but also shock the country where there is no longer a stable situation, but also allow the monsters who are increasingly incompatible with their control to have a full meal.

The Onmyoji behind these demon kingdoms are really planning!”

Monk Zhenji nodded. Apart from being serious, there was not much anger or fear on his face. The monk said while turning the rosary;

"Longma Jun, this is certainly a crisis, but in fact there are opportunities. We already know the battle between the Middle Earth warriors in Penglai Mountain. The Penglai ancestor was sealed in the mountains and could not go out.

This is equivalent to breaking Penglai's hand to Japan. Now it is all up to the gathering of Onmyojis in the middle of the country to cause disaster. If they really have the strength to destroy Fukuoka City, how can they have to wait for a few months to mobilize monsters?

They are also afraid, Longma!"

The monk said in a firm tone:

"And now, the larger demon kingdoms on Jiuzhou Island have been dispatched and come in groups to fight us to a death battle. If we lose, we have nothing to say and we will be killed.

But if we win

The entire Kyushu Island will return to the embrace of His Majesty the Emperor. This place will become our base camp for restoring Japan. Moreover, the support from China and Earth is already on the way and may be coming soon.

Those Onmyoji don’t know about this news yet.”

Longma narrowed his one-eyed eyes.

He was playing with the wine glass in his hand and understood the monk's opinion. After thinking about it, he felt more and more that what the monk said was reasonable. He drank the glass of wine and said:

"If we go out of the city and fight to the death, we will not have enough strength. If we cannot control the time, the people of this city and His Majesty the Emperor's ambitions will all be wasted.

Therefore, you have to defend and defend until reinforcements arrive. Based on their voyage speed, you have to guard at least half a month.

Half a month, hundreds of thousands of demons

Can't hold on."

Longma stood up, walked to the window of the quiet room, and looked at the cherry blossom tree in the yard. It was not the time for the cherry blossoms to bloom, and the trees were bare and not good-looking.

We will have to wait until the coming year before we can see the cherry blossoms falling.

This tree has been here for many years and has opened many times. It may have witnessed the suffering and hope of this land, and will continue to witness its rebirth and prosperity.

But I just don’t know if the warriors still have a chance to see the cherry blossoms for the next year?

"Furo"

Longma breathed a sigh of relief, he held the Sanhuang Mingbian on his waist, turned around, and said to the monk behind him:

"I will leave it to you, the great monk."

"Longma, you"

Monk Zhenji's eyes flashed with astonishment.

Longma would definitely not be afraid to escape. His words at this time meant that he was going to do something more dangerous.

"I will bring five thousand warriors out of the city to fight, and the rest of the people will stay in the city to help you defend."

Longma said in a low tone:

"We will do our best to stop the speed of monsters from entering, and will definitely buy you half a month, even if the last person is killed or injured.

This is the fate of the warrior.

It's a life that I can't escape."

"No!"

Monk Zhenji stood up and said loudly:

"One hundred thousand demons came in a cluster, and you only had five thousand people, like a lonely stone in the water, which was flooded with water. Not to mention fighting for time, you could not even delay.

Longma, you are going to die!"

"No, this is a bet."

Longma said in a deep voice:

"A big gamble will bring prosperity to the country. In this way, my family and life will be taken to the gambling table. Either the winners will take all or lose completely.

Master, we are people who crawled out of hell, and we have nothing we can't lose.
To be continued...