This little Japanese is really cruel! Wang Hou didn't know how to deal with the vixen that screamed everywhere, but the few maids and girls who were chewing at his door yesterday were all in trouble!

Under the escort of a large number of "Imperial Guards" of the Ematai, they left the city early the next day and returned to the military port called my grandson's port to pick up goods. Not far outside the city, they had been executed by the unique execution of Japan!

Wearing white clothes, they were tied to a wooden cross, and then they were suddenly crossed between their ribs and stabbed into two sharp spears. From a distance, they could see fear and begging on their faces. Wang Hou couldn't help but shake his head. It's such a pity. How good are these little girls keeping them for filming? It's so wasteful!

However, this is a domestic political struggle. As long as they provide slave trade, Wang Hou has no plan to interfere in the internal affairs of other countries. As long as these vixen don't mess with him, he will not bother to take care of it.

Another dozen evil horses and ministers who were locked in "pig cages" were guarding thousands of bags and leather armor. They wandered on the dusty Japanese official road for more than half an hour and returned to the beach. Along far away, Wang Hou's three towering and huge slave ships were clearly visible. This was what Wang Hou was most proud of. He looked at Lian, who had finally come out of the box sedan. He proudly kicked the Liao horse under his crotch and passed by first.

The military discipline of the Qingzhou army is also reflected here. When Wang Hou was drinking beef and mushroom soup in Kyoto in later generations, flirting with the guards, the meat soldiers were still respecting the military discipline. The cows and deer sent by the Japanese yesterday were still hanging on the bow of the boat, and the sailors were still gnawing the salted crispy cakes brought from the Han Dynasty and soaking bean sprouts with vinegar.

Today, the great Japanese general He Jin from the Evil Matai did not come. The Lian family came alone, and they were full of envy. The old boy took more than a dozen Evil Matai nobles into the city, looking left and right with the country bumpkins, following Wang Hou on the boat, and praised the soldiers with satisfaction. Seeing them staring at their steel armor, their eyes almost appearing unreliable, Wang Hou didn't delay any more and directly slapped them.

He ran and got out of the cabin. He was lifted out of the big box by Tian's sailors and placed it on the deck. He opened with a bang. Rows of steel halberds were shining with the unique metallic cold light, and were exposed.

Just like Russia in later generations, all the planes and tanks sold to the three Indian brothers were like monkey versions, so Wang Hou naturally could not sell his most advanced axe and gun to them.

However, this batch of halberds were also the Chinese-Bu character halberds eliminated by Wang Hou's Qingzhou army before. They were still many times stronger than the bronze spears of these evil horses and Taiwanese people. Wang Hou tilted his head, and a personal soldier who followed him immediately picked up the halberd and shouted, and he poked it out with a halberd. The New, still hanging on the bow of the ship, was immediately pierced with a big hole.

"You! Take it off!"

The elite Japanese soldiers who followed him naturally couldn't understand Chinese, but they looked at the soldier who was taller than him and had thick arms and caught up with his thighs and grinned and pulled them over. This guy didn't even dare to put any more. Like the little girl who was scared by the pervert, he obediently asked him to pull off the leather armor on his body.

"drink!"

With a loud roar, he threw the leather armor out, and attacked the armor across the air. With a click, the soldier held the halberd and tiger and came to Lian's front.

A piece of armor was stabbed and penetrated back and forth! Seeing that Lian took a breath again.

These boxes are carried up casually. Every time they open, the quality is almost the same. This time, Lian Shi did not hesitate anymore, and even stuttered her words and clasped her fists in a hurry.

"I want all these weapons!"

"Then what will Lianjun exchange for?"

"Fifty hu of pearls! One thousand slaves! Two hundred hunches! There are ten other coral trees!"

Tian Cheng's eyes lit up, and he really made money without arms! Fifty hu of pearls have been produced in Japan for several years. When transported to the Han Dynasty, one can be exchanged for a piece of cloth and a giant clam. This thing is also a high-quality material for carving and creating handicrafts. If you exchange money for cloth and food, you will change one by one, and there will be a coral tree! Wang Kai and Shi Chong fought for wealth, and the treasures they took out until the peak were coral trees! This thing is worth tens of thousands of yuan, and it is priced but not worth it!

Although the remaining 1,000 slaves are worth a lot of money, they are much less valuable than these treasures.

However, Wang Hou was not very satisfied. It is said that a ship of black slaves could be sold in one ship in later generations. Now his Qingdao City beet plantation also needs people everywhere. Those Qi tribes who were sent out were used to driving people and let them build their own plantations. They could not make a scale for eight hundred years. Wang Hou did not intend to drive refugees like white slave owners who enslaved black slaves, so he didn't need money to work. He was in urgent need of Japanese slaves who did not feel sorry for him after death.

This time I plan to get at least three thousand back! One thousand is really too little!

But just as Wang Hou frowned and wanted to bargain, there were bursts of rustling sounds on the sea surface. Immediately afterwards, on the port observation deck, the heart-wrenching roars of Japanese people suddenly sounded. Wang Hou couldn't help but raise the telescope in shock and looked back. At the sea level of the Seto Inland Sea, this time, there were about a dozen wooden boats that were made of wood, shaking their big oars, and huffing and running towards themselves.

In the telescope tube, the Japanese guys standing on the ship were also wearing leather armor, holding bronze spears in their hands, and a round bronze helmet on their heads, but they and the Evil Ma Tai people could really recognize them at a glance. They all looked even less spiritual than the Evil Ma Tai people! Their faces and chins were filled with thick and slightly brown beards, and their wrinkles were scattered, which really made them hateful!

This should be the bloody part missing in Japanese history! These people should be the Japanese Ainu people who lived in Hokkaido later in life. The Japanese were called the ancestors of the Hokkien people. In history, they should be the first to arrive at the Japanese archipelago from Southeast Asia and are widely distributed throughout the Japanese islands.

Now it should be the time when new immigrants from the mainland, composed of Donghu, North Korea and Wu Yue people fully conquered these Ainu people!

"General! These are the dog slaves! These people are extremely vicious. They attack our country every year, burn and plunder our land, and plunder our people. They do all kinds of evil! These are simply unfair. Please help our people fight against these beasts!"

It took a long time since there was such a large-scale attack on the dog slaves. Seeing the sea covered with dog slave ships, even the little white face was frightened in an instant. However, looking back at Wang Hou, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, pointing to the sea and shouting impatiently.

But listening to him as if he was complaining to a child, Wang Hou, who had returned to the telescope, pointed weakly under the ship like a deflated balloon.

"These dog slaves are robbers? What about them?"

"them?"

With a look of surprise, Lian took two quick steps to the edge of the ship, but his eyes were straightened the next second.

In his eyes, one of his tribe members was shouting and cursing in anger, but before he could finish the words, another nobleman actually stabbed his chest with a short sword from behind.

On the edge of the military port, densely packed evil horses and houses also emerged, holding up wooden hoes, stone tools, and sticks, shouting fiercely, and running towards the port fiercely...

This attitude is obviously not here to beat dog slaves!

"It's reversed! It's all reversed!!!"
Chapter completed!