At this moment, Tokugawa Ieyasu was filled with regret. He never expected that the famous Kamikaze Pirate was the remnant of Takeda's family that he had destroyed by himself.

If I had killed all the people at that time, I would not have suffered a defeat today. Thinking of the situation where Takenaka Half-Ship Guardoi, Tokugawa Ieyasu was determined to die.

At least more than a thousand men left by Takenaka Half-Shiuwei escaped, but he was wiped out. Takenaka Half-Shiuwei was the first to follow Hideyoshi Hashiba, and his subordinates could be replenished, but what about him?

Without the army, will anyone still be respectful to him?

After returning to Kyoto, how can I rise again and recruit qualified samurai by dissipating all my wealth?

My thoughts were confused. Tokugawa Ieyasu followed the samurai mechanically, without even noticed the muzzle sticking out of the woods.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The successive gunfire made Tokugawa Ieyasu stunned, his mind was blank, and only one thought was left: "It's over!"

As time seemed to have passed for a long time, and another moment passed, a bloody hand grabbed his trouser legs, and Tokugawa Ieyasu subconsciously took a step back.

"Lord! Go quickly! Go quickly..., Mingren...ah!" Before the warrior finished speaking, a sharp bayonet pierced into his vest.

The moment when the bayonet pierced the samurai, Tokugawa Ieyasu felt his legs weak and he sat on the ground. Tokugawa Ieyasu, who had always thought he was not afraid of death, was timid. He never felt that death was so terrifying.

The bloody bayonet approached me inch by inch. At this moment, Tokugawa Ieyasu no longer cared about the general's dignity and lay directly on the ground: "Please don't kill me, I am Tokugawa Ieyasu. I have countless money, I have countless beautiful maids, I have..."

When he lay down, Tokugawa Ieyasu didn't care about anything. As long as he could survive, he would rather give his everything.

"Tokugawa Ieyasu? It's really a big fish!" He Daning smiled.

Originally, because he wanted to deal with the samurai who caught up, he delayed his depressed mood in the decisive battle in the mine. He seized the invading Japanese generals, and this contribution was enough to make up for everything.

"Brothers! Take this guy with you, we're back!" He Daning greeted, and the others rushed forward, tied Tokugawa Ieyasu a strong body, and carried it to the mine with a wooden bar.

...

In the Erlong Cave on the top of the mountain, Zhong Lin handed a piece of salted potato to his father and said, "Dad! It's time to eat!"

When the old man Zhong saw the potato, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Xiao Linzi! Eat it! Dad is not hungry!"

"Dad! I've eaten just now. You haven't eaten for a day. Come and eat him while it's hot!" Zhong Lin said with a smile on his face.

When the old man Zhong glared at him, he said, "Barring! I have the food in the whole village. Can you hide it if you eat it or not?"

Seeing that his son's expression collapsed, Old Man Zhong sighed and said, "Son! Dad knows that you are filial, but the Tartars are at the foot of the mountain and have not dispersed for more than a month. The food will be left for your militia to eat!

Dad and fellow villagers don’t have to fight hard. They will naturally not be hungry when they sleep more often, so you can eat!"

Seeing that his son still refused to leave, Old Man Zhong finally broke a small piece of it from the potatoes, stuffed it into his mouth exaggeratedly and said, "Dad is old, this piece is enough!"

Zhong Lin stuffed the remaining potatoes into his mouth, and when he turned around, his eyes were a little wet. Because the Tatars attacked, they fled up the mountain in too hasty and did not bring much food.

After several failed attacks on the mountain, the Tatars chose to siege and later began to hoard supplies at Erlong Fort.

Tatars come in and out every day, and at least the number is hundreds. But their existence has put the villagers in Erlong Cave into trouble.

There is always a day when the food is finished, and from five days ago, the food is in a hurry. Old Man Zhong took the initiative to propose that only militias have food to eat, and other villagers can only eat wild vegetables and grassroots.

Even so, Erlong Cave cannot hold on. The weather is getting colder day by day, especially after a heavy snowfall two days ago, there is no food on the top of the mountain. If the Tatars at the foot of the mountain do not retreat, it will be difficult for the villagers to hold on. Even if they are not starved to death, they will still freeze to death on the top of the mountain.

"Village Chief! You can't continue like this, otherwise we will all starve to death! Even if we barely survive, our hands and feet are so hungry that we are weak, how can we fight the Tartars!" Zhong Lin found Qiu Laohu and said loudly.

His voice was loud, and the militia sitting together to keep warm were all energetic, looking at Qiu Laohu with anticipation.

Qiu Laohu withdrew his gaze from observing the mountain, stared at Zhong Lin's eyes and said, "The way down the mountain has been blocked by the Tartars, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that Qiu Laohu did not refute, Zhong Lin said anxiously: "Village Chief! We can open the sealed hole, go down the mountain from the small road, and accidentally make ruthless efforts to the Tartars, grab some food to go up the mountain!"

"What if it was discovered by the Tartars? We have no troops to guard the two holes at the same time!

What if the food I grabbed was not much or didn't? What if the Tartars didn't leave all winter?" Qiu Laohu stared at Zhong Lin's eyes and asked in a plain tone.

Zhong Lin did not retreat, looked directly into Qiu Laohu's eyes and said, "That's better than starving to death. At least we have the chance to fight. In a few days, we may not even have the strength to fight!"

"Yes! Village Chief!"

"Brother Hu! Just give orders!"

...

The parents, wife and children were hungry, and no matter how weak the people were, they could not bear it. Zhong Lin's words were approved by the militia, and he stood up and agreed.

Qiu Laohu nodded and said, "Okay! Then let me have a vote. Tell Brother Zhong, don't save food and let everyone have enough food tonight.

I have an idea. If we can succeed, we will not lack food. If we fail..., there will be no next meal!"

That night, the fragrance of boiled potatoes floated out of Erlong Cave, and the villagers who were sitting and waiting kept swallowing.

"Grandpa! Erya wants to eat potatoes!" A little girl, five or six years old, said, pointing to the potatoes taken out of the pot.

Old Man Zhong picked up one, blew it at the edge of his mouth and handed it to the girl, and said, "Eat slowly! Be careful of being hot!"

The girl snatched the potatoes and stuffed them into her mouth without even peeling the skin. Even if she was choked, she couldn't bear to let her breath out.

"Eat slowly! And!" Old Man Zhong quickly picked up another potato and handed it over and said.

The girl swallowed the food in her mouth, but did not take the potatoes from the old man Zhong's hand, and said timidly: "Grandpa! Erya is full, and her mother said: The food should be eaten by the uncles!

Only when they are full can they have the strength to kill the Tartars and avenge Erya's father!"

"Hey...!" Old Man Zhong sighed, and turned around and left without saying anything.

During this siege of the Tartars, the Erlong Fort militia killed 41 people in battle, and six others died of serious injuries. After tonight, I don’t know how many people will still be alive.

The Tartars killed by heaven! Can't let people live a good life?

The night is dark, and the stars in the sky seem to have disappeared, and even the moon is blocked by dark clouds, and it will occasionally appear.

On the hillside on the other side of Erlong Cave, stones swayed, revealing a dark hole that could drill out.
Chapter completed!