My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 459 Purgatory on earth is on the island in the East China Sea

The peninsula at the front of the Tokai Islands is called Shikoku.

The smell of sea breeze blows the palms and wild grasses.

The humid air has the smell of burning corpses. Located in Changhama Village, southwest of Shikoku Kushiro Town, you can see more than a dozen Japanese people in coarse linen and linen clothes on the road and in the mountains throwing the corpses into the thatched village. With his face, he held up the torch and looked at the several thatched cottages that were already burning.

The soldiers from Jiubai Town had already arrived, bringing with them the order from the city lord to burn all those infected with the plague, dead or alive.

However, such control has still not been effectively solved. One Japanese village after another was ravaged by the plague, so that all roads in the second half of Shikoku were blocked off.

Across the sea, several villages, towns, and small towns in the first half of Shikoku were under complete martial law. The Japanese people and samurai who had to leave the villages were wandering around, and various fights and fights for food occurred frequently.

After the blockade, the officials had evacuated behind the blockade and continued to command, but this also meant that the first half of the Shikoku area fell into huge chaos.

In the wilderness, you can often see people killing people for food. However, what is really frightening is that once a disease breaks out in a certain village, a large number of soldiers will rush over, force the people in the village who are not sick, and throw away all the corpses and patients. Entering the sea of ​​fire, even at night, you can see burning villages in the darkness, mixed with countless cries and chaos.

A night passed.

One by one, the old men were dressed in samurai attire, wearing bamboo hats, and carrying wooden boxes on their backs, mingling among a group of Japanese people with pale faces and numb expressions. On the rugged roads in the foothills, the Japanese language was sobbing and cursing.

The old man was relatively silent. Occasionally, a few male Japanese people would look at the wooden box behind him, and he would raise his face slightly, with a fierce look in his eyes under his white eyebrows, making them afraid to move easily.

Going further, we passed a village. The smell of burnt corpses was still in the air. The charred houses had long been destroyed in the fire. Collapsed walls and charred and unburnt corpses appeared shockingly in front of us. The burned and undressed bones, with empty eye holes and open mouths looked at a group of people passing by outside the village.

There was no living person in the entire village, and even if there were, they would have to stay away from the village and go to towns, cities, etc., just like people outside, so that they might have a chance to survive.

Wow--

The footsteps startled a crowd of black crows, which flew to nearby branches and stood on the blackened branches, tearing away pieces of cooked meat or staring at the passing crowd below with red eyes.

Walking through a place called Nagano Town, a town that once prospered due to plundering, is now dead inside and outside. Corpses in ragged clothes are rotting in the sun at an accelerated rate, and flies are crawling all over the flesh and blood. Occasionally, a staggering and swaying figure would come over, causing a large dense black shadow to fly in the air.

The plague was spread too quickly by the sea breeze.

As he passed by, the old man covered his face with a black scarf and looked at the black masses of flying flies. His ears were full of buzzing, buzzing, buzzing... sounds.

The old man discovered that this place was not burned down because the Japanese soldiers who came here and the people there were already suffering from the plague. There were corpses covered with maggots lying on the roads and fields everywhere. They were carried by the wind and the smell of corpses spread everywhere. breath.

As a martial arts master, the old man's body and bones are old, but he is supported by pure and majestic internal strength. The disease will not infect him, but the smell of corpses that can be smelled everywhere in the air is disgusting.

He knew how these epidemics occurred. After hearing about the forty-two cattle being delivered, he sneaked in at night to take a peek. He originally planned to kill all the cattle and not leave them to the Japanese. Instead, he sneaked into the cattle shed where they were imprisoned. He discovered that these were sick cows.

I suddenly understood what was going on.

It is rare to plunder farm cattle at sea. The only possibility is that someone else did it deliberately. He lived to be more than ninety years old, came to the Japanese country for three years, and traveled to many places. He still has this knowledge.

Leaving this ruined village, I continued to follow the Japanese people on the path at the foot of the mountain. The speed was not slow. Occasionally I looked at the scenery outside the mountain. I saw that the villages passing by had become desolate due to the ravages of the epidemic. Hundreds of people died, including many warriors.

The old man never showed mercy to these people. He knew very well about the Japanese attack on the Linjun coastline before. For this reason, he went deep into other parts of the island and killed a group of Japanese soldiers as revenge. Then he was led by a Japanese general. He was hunted down and killed, so much so that he fled to the Four Kingdoms side and wanted to take a boat back to his hometown of Wuzhou to have a look.

Over the past three years, he felt that his body was getting weaker day by day, and he might be approaching his end.

Return to Wuzhou, look at my hometown again, and then return to my roots.

But now he has encountered such a thing. The port has been completely closed. Even the Japanese who run the black ship dare not help people sneak across at this time, no matter how much money they have.

The morning sun rose to the top of the clouds, and the sunlight became dazzling.

After walking for a long distance, ahead was Hirono Castle, the largest city on the Shikoku Peninsula.

In addition to the Japanese people who came here at this time, there were also a large number of Japanese people from other directions who wanted to escape the spread of the disease. Looking down from the sky, the crowds extended in all directions, and the cries made the huge migration route become more complicated. Chaos and noise...

It seemed that the sick person had respiratory failure. The woman who was sitting on a stone by the roadside, gasping for air, and her whole body was hot and shivering, was abandoned by her husband. She sat on the ground beating the ground and crying hoarsely. A child sitting on the side of the road holding a swaddling baby looked at his parents with dull eyes. In the swaddling clothes in his arms, the little life had no breath, and the dead gray baby's face was covered with dense blisters...

Soon, a terrifying crowd gathered under the rammed earth city wall of Guangye.

The old man dressed as a warrior raised his face slightly, looked away from his bamboo hat, and snorted silently. He glanced indifferently at the fallen figure beside him, stepped over the body that gradually became motionless, and headed for the city gate. .

The crowd here is crowded, with faces looking up at the city wall with expressions of panic, fear, and numbness. The woman holding her child is calling the people above to open the city gate in Japanese, and some people are kneeling down and crying to the people in the city. show mercy.

"Don't panic, everyone is waiting outside the city. Dr. Sakyo Date is already here. He will calm this disaster!"

The soldiers and guards on the city wall naturally did not dare to open the city gate and let people in. It didn't take much to think about it. There must be people infected with the plague among the crowd. Once they entered the city, the Nagano Castle would soon fall to the plague.

The old man in the crowd didn't care what the Japanese soldier above said, but the words "Date-sama" made him narrow his eyes. This man was the Japanese general who led the army to chase him before.

Thinking of this, he pulled down his bamboo hat, hid his face, turned around and blended into the crowd.

It was getting dark.

The bright moon rose over the sea, and in the burning wilderness, the Japanese people gathered together. Some were sobbing, some were cheering enthusiastically, and some were hungry in groups, staring at the children in the crowd. Soon, something happened An argument ensued, and chaos ensued. The woman cried and went to snatch the child back, but was knocked to the ground again.

After a while, a child screamed "Ah!" and soon after, the mouth-watering aroma of barbecue wafted out.

The old man looked at this scene indifferently, then stood up and left. When he passed by a Japanese man holding a barbecue, he patted his head lightly, and then walked straight over.

The Japanese man had meat in his mouth and stared blankly at the bonfire. A trace of blood oozed from his mouth, nose, ears, and eye sockets. Then he threw himself on the ground with a bang, and the barbecue in his hand rolled to the ground, and was snatched away by his companions.

The old man walked half a circle around the city wall and glanced at the city wall, which was low to him. After a group of Japanese soldiers passed by carrying bamboo spears, he stepped on it, jumped up on the wall, and stood on the wall. , plunged into the darkness of the city.

The speed was astonishing. Even if the Japanese soldiers were aware of it, they would only think that it was the cool breeze blowing and did not pay attention to it.

The figure descending into the city silently passed over the roofs of thatched houses with the effort of making light weight. After landing on the ground, it knocked on a house with lights on.

After a moment, footsteps were heard inside, and a Japanese opened the door.

next second.

There was a red mark on his neck. Before he could fall down, the old man grabbed him and dragged him in. He then closed the door. There was also a Japanese girl in the room, who was also killed by the old man's palm.

The two corpses were thrown into the woodshed behind the house. The old man sat down under the oil lamp, took out the intervening steamed buns from his sleeve, broke them off and ate them in small bites.

He was not a kind person at first. When he was young, he was brave and fierce and killed many people. In his middle age, his mood gradually settled and he began to study sword skills. In his later years, his mood was able to break through, but he also saw through the world, so he chose Retreat to the mountains and forests.

Later, after he came out of the mountain, he heard that his family and country were destroyed, so he went to Luyang in the Central Plains with the intention of saving his country, thinking that he could assassinate the Xia Emperor by himself, but in the end he miscalculated and saw that the tyrant in his mouth was not what people said. That way.

After a period of confusion, he finished reading the book in his hand that the other party had given him, and then decided to come to Japan to have a look.

This has been three years.

"Du Yichu...you should follow your original intention!"

He stroked the wooden box, chewed the dry buns in his mouth, and murmured softly.

……

March twenty-eight.

Date Masamune entered Nagano Castle.

(End of this chapter)