C457 The Sly Japanese (1/2)

Ever since the battle at Ryukyu in 1609, the Shimadzu Family began to colonize and rule over the entire Ryukyu for over 250 years. During these long years, the Ryukyu had long understood everything.

Ever since Xiao Letian had moved into the Ryukyu, although the Shimadzu Family seemed to yield on the surface, but the attention he had towards the Ryukyu Kingdom had not weakened and had instead increased greatly. The Ryukyu had built a few cannons and bought a few battleships. None of them could escape the Shimadzu Family's eyes.

There was no doubt that Xiao Letian did not have a pure western type battleship, and he also knew that if Xiao Letian wanted to buy a new battleship, he would definitely buy the best one given his rich and imposing temper.

The battleship did not belong to the Ryukyu, but it had unexpectedly brandished its' Xiao 'flag, so there were only two possibilities. The first possibility was that the Ryukyu had taken it away from the French.

The other possibility was that the French had disguised themselves as the Ryukyu's warships and wanted to ambush them. However, this guess was not reliable, there were too many loopholes.

But no matter what kind of possibility it was, the Shimadzu Family did not have the courage to start a war. Under the strict orders of the Patriarch, the low Ship Closure carefully approached the four battleships of unknown origins. When they saw the sailors on the ships who were yellow skinned and fluent in Japanese, the soldiers were finally relieved.

”Get out of the way, everyone get out of the way …” The Japanese had boarded the seaport with light steps and were driving away the people with all their might. Long bamboo spears were placed horizontally across the seaports, forming two cordon lines.

The Japanese people had the strongest order in Asia. None of them dared to go beyond the encirclement of the bamboo spears. Their eyes were all flickering as they stared at the empty street. No one knew what they were thinking about.

”This way, please …” ”Master Grand Scholar, please take care …” The soldiers who were leading the way ran. They did not expect that these students from Ryukyu would actually run so fast.

Soldiers and commoners who had never seen the world did not know what a university student was, but they had all heard of a group of students in the Ming and Qing dynasties who were called 'too students'.

Since this was a university student working under the Prime Minister Xiao, she would probably become an official once she graduated. In an era where the level concept was deeply rooted in people's hearts, it was difficult to imagine the fear people would have towards officials.

More than half of the Japanese citizens who were standing by the side of the road kneeled down. Their heads were low on the ground and they did not dare to raise their heads. The soldiers who were maintaining order also lowered their heads.

Xiang Ying and the others were not in the mood to tell Japanese about whether or not university students were officials. They did not have the time to pay attention to the commoners kneeling on the ground. Behind Xiang Ying and the others, the Spence Bead Spear behind them continued to strike against the bodies of the Japanese samurai s, causing them to feel cold.

It was something that the warriors of Shimadzu Family did not have, and it was something they were afraid of and envied. The warriors of the Western Army stared at the carefully constructed Gun, and their eyes were so full of envy that it seemed as if they were about to spit fire.

”I'm sorry, but please don't bring a gun to meet my master. Please place your weapons in the side hall …” The respectful Xiao Xing kneeled on the tatami and said with a trembling voice.

”Baga!” Don't waste time, isn't wearing a weapon a tradition of your Japanese? You can bring a knife to meet a customer, but we can't bring a gun? ” Lin Zhen roared unhappily.

Xiao Xing was so frightened that he shook his head and lowered his weight, ”No... ”You can't, it's customary in Japan to bring a blade, while you bring a Gun. This isn't customary in Japan …”

Lin Zhen still wanted to curse him, but in the end Xiang Ying raised his hand and stopped him, ”Don't bother with these things, put down the rifle, we will immediately go to see Master of the Island.” After saying that, he took off Spencer from his back.

After a series of loud noises, Xiang Ying and the rest of the guards threw their rifles on the tatami, as though they were throwing trash at the tatami.

Weapons were the life of warriors. In the Japan, if someone had a sharp weapon in their hands, no matter what weapon it was, even if it was a small dagger, their family would still cherish it as if it was their own life.

When Xiang Ying and his group disappeared at the stairs, Xiao Xing who was kneeling on the ground looked at the messy rifle like a mouse that was about to steal something.

It was a pitch-black steel barrel with a faint broiling blue edge. It was easy to tell that it was a good weapon. North America's walnut gun stock was incomparably smooth, with several layers of paint on it that made it even brighter from a distance. The exquisite triggers and hammers were obviously not handmade, it was definitely the type of mechanical processing that the foreigners talked about.

Touch? Or not to touch? This was an extremely perplexing question. In the end, even Xiao Xing's fingers started to tremble.