Chapter 571: Encircled by Enemies

"Kill!"

"Hahahaha..."

"Over here, over here! Don't let those Longyan wenches run away!"

At this moment.

Within the borders of Jizhou.

A remote little village was being brutally slaughtered.

The iron cavalry, coming and going like the wind and dressed in the attire of the Qi, left behind rivers of blood and wails everywhere they went.

The combat strength of these people was too great; even when all the men of the village gathered to resist, they only ended up as trophies held in their hands.

A man of iron and blood sat on his horse, pulling his Qi bow to its full draw; the muscles of his dark, sturdy face were etched into deep ravines by the massive bow.

His eyes, filled with the spirit of battle, possessed an innate aura of looking down upon the world.

Whoosh!

Aiming at the back of the Village Chief who was running away, he finally released the bowstring.

The powerful, heavy arrow flew out like a Cannonball.

It struck the man squarely in the back, and the latter died on the spot without even having time to let out a wail.

"Good!"

"Dominating!"

"Awooo!"

Those Grassland Elite Cavalry cheered wantonly.

This was their overlord!

This was the Grassland hero who led them to victory time and time again, Tiemucheng!

"Hahahaha!"

"This bunch of weak Han people!"

"Anda, we have been killing all the way here like this; does this Longyan not have anything to say about it?"

Zhebie took a large gulp of wine from the side and laughed wildly.

They were on their way to attend the birthday of the Longyan Emperor.

But along this journey, several brothers could not resist the urge to act as bandits, slaughtering a few small villages and snatching some Longyan beauties.

What surprised them was.

Even so, they still had not encountered any excessive obstruction.

Even when passing by some cities, they were still treated as honored guests.

Tiemucheng's Falcon-like eyes gazed toward the south, and he said indifferently: "Longyan, this lion is already sick. So we must take advantage of his illness to take his life!"

"Do not let him catch his breath..."

"If he recovers, we will only die..."

"Kill!"

"Remember, only look for small villages!"

"I want to see how sick this lion is, and how soundly he is sleeping!"

"Yes!"

The elite cavalry, swift as the wind, arrived with a roar.

The Beijing of Longyan was in imminent danger.

The Longyan East Sea.

A massive Warship with a strange design was anchored around a small island.

This small island had a secluded environment and was not at all conspicuous in the entire East Sea.

However, at this moment, shouts of training and battle cries could be heard from the island from time to time.

"Hahahaha, how much stuff did we grab this time?"

"A harvest, a great harvest!"

A group of people wearing unique black attire jumped off the ship, hugging and celebrating with each other.

These people not only had attire completely different from the Longyan, but their hairstyles were as well.

Samurai hairstyles; if Liu Zheng were present, he would surely shout "Wa pirates."

However, although they were dressed as Wa pirates, they actually spoke the Han language.

Why?

It was very simple.

These people were fake Wa pirates!

What are fake Wa pirates? It means they were originally Longyan people who disguised themselves as Wa pirates to commit acts of robbery and banditry.

Fake Wa pirates were a group produced by historical necessity and coincidence in the heritage of the Huaxia people.

Because the Longyan Dynasty prided itself on being the Celestial Empire and was nearly closed off from the world, it did not value maritime trade. This made life incredibly miserable for these people who had lived by the sea for years, as they had little farmland.

What to do if one cannot get enough to eat?

Two Methods.

One, smuggling. But the Longyan Dynasty's punishment for smuggling was very severe; once discovered, it meant the execution of the entire family. In order to ensure their families could eat their fill without implicating them if they were caught, these people put on the attire of the Wa people, changed into their clothes, and even took their names. The huge profits from smuggling led many Longyan people to become fake Wa pirates.

Two, robbery. This portion of the fake Wa pirates went purely to rob and act as bandits and outlaws.

As time went on.

The development of the fake Wa groups is growing stronger by the day.

Their influence can even rival that of a city; it has become commonplace for them to collude with the True Wokou on the sea.

The chaos of the Wokou makes it impossible to tell who is a real Wokou and who is a fake one.

"Hahahaha, did we really rob the Merchant Ship of the Prince of Wu this time?"

"It's all good stuff!"

A group of people wearing Samurai Topknots, boisterous and loud, looked at the things on the ship, their eyes shining one by one.

"Is it really from the Prince of Wu's mansion?"

"This..."

"Hahahaha, has the Prince of Wu, that turtle grandson, become this cowardly?"

Box after box of cargo was carried onto the island by the people.

The seals on these boxes clearly read "Prince of Wu's Mansion!"

The leader of this gang of fake Wa smiled faintly: "The Prince of Wu intercepted three ships of our cargo last time; this is just to give him a taste of his own medicine... Hmph, the protection money we pay him every year is not small; we must let him know who calls the shots in the East Sea!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Let's just go to the interior and have some fun!"

"Exactly!"

"Anyway, they don't dare to fight! Those parasites we've fed, when they see us, they'll surely be like grandsons meeting their grandfather!"

"Hahahaha!"

The leader of the fake Wa had a flash of sharp light in his eyes.

"We will go back..."

"Sooner or later, we will go back!"

An island in Nansha.

On a weathered watchtower.

The sea waves that rolled in from time to time pounded against the foundation of the tower, making one very worried that at the next moment, this tower would collapse with a crash.

A kid wearing a straw hat was lounging with his legs crossed, a piece of seaweed dangling from his mouth.

Over there, a dark-skinned middle-aged man sitting as steady as a mountain was leaning against a long spear, gently stroking a military flag that had been mended with who knows how many patches.

Beside the two of them, there was fish being roasted.

There were bottles and jars, and weapons and arrows.

There were beds and bedding, and clothes hanging out to dry.

"I say, old man, what is the Longyan Dynasty actually like? You always say I am a Longyan, that I am a Han person! When can we go back? We've been in this godforsaken place for more than ten years, catching birds and fishing every day; what's the point?"

The child spat, spitting out half a blade of grass.

The man gave an honest smile: "This place is Longyan!"

"Wherever the military flag reaches, that is Longyan!"

"With the two of us, father and son, stationed here, this place is Huaxia!"

He stood up slowly, his gaze resolute, and shouted: "As long as we two do not die, this place is the national border!"

"I do not die, you do not die, this place is Huaxia!"

"My father and son may die, but as long as the military flag remains, this place is Huaxia!"

"Remember this, you little brat."

He raised the military flag and laughed heartily: "In the vast Huaxia, every inch of land must be fought for!"

"In the vast China, not a single inch of land shall be yielded!"

The patched military flag fluttered in the sea breeze.

Just at this moment.

Suddenly, a group of Barbarians appeared within his line of sight.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"The wind and rain are howling, Winter Is Coming!"

The middle-aged man tore at his throat and picked up his long spear: "Quick, send a carrier pigeon back to the capital; Wanghai Ganglou, fifteen years, first encounter with an enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack, five hundred Barbarians from the South Sea!"

"Defense General Wang Gang, defending the national border to the death!"

"Son!"

"Here!"

The straw-hatted kid flipped up, his gaze fierce, and picked up his bow and arrows.

"Engage the enemy!"

"Yes!"