I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1112 Landing on the Japanese Island
The Grand Preceptor's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, instantly freezing Himiko's smile.
"Dog, dog!"

Himiko slammed her hand on the stone table and roared:
"On such a joyous day, how dare you spoil the mood like this?!"

"So what if the Han Kingdom is strong? They are thousands of miles away, protected by vast oceans. What can they do to me?"

"Not to mention, would I be so careless in my actions? The Han envoy and his entourage have all been captured by me. How could the Han Kingdom possibly know the news?"

"Even if they want to investigate, by the time the truth comes out, I will have already crushed Yamatai and ascended to the throne as the ruler of the eight continents. Do you think the Han Kingdom would cross the ocean to fight me to the death for a few dead people?"

"Bullshit! That's impossible!"

"I have already made up my mind. As long as we can destroy Yamatai before the Han Kingdom learns the truth and pin this on that witch, the Han Kingdom will not only refrain from launching a military campaign against us, but may even give me a higher position than that witch!"

Himiko became increasingly convinced of the flawlessness of her plan as she spoke, a smug smile returning to her face. She glanced around at the somewhat uneasy nobles in the hall and raised her voice:
"Gentlemen! There's a saying among the Han people: 'The victor is king, the loser is villain!' As long as we are strong enough, the Han people will look at us differently! Now we have the Han people's powerful ships and crossbows, and we also have the protection of Amaterasu Omikami. The destruction of Yamatai is just around the corner! At that time, the entire Eight Islands will grovel at our feet, and the Han Kingdom will have to acknowledge our status!"

Yamamoto Kumano immediately echoed loudly: "Your Majesty is wise! The Imperial Advisor is too old and timid, and can no longer adapt to our new era! The Han people are too far away from us. By the time their emperor finds out, we will have already accomplished our mission and made it a done deal! Perhaps then, they will even be begging for our rewards!"

Some radical young nobles cheered upon hearing this, and the atmosphere in the hall became lively again.

Dogguzhibi looked at the group of people before him, blinded by greed and fleeting victory. His lips moved, but ultimately turned into a long sigh, and he retreated dejectedly into the shadows. The bone staff in his hand trembled slightly, and an ominous premonition grew stronger in his heart—he had a feeling that the vast continent they had never truly understood would not so easily let go of those who offended its majesty.

Now they can only hope that the vast ocean will block information, delaying the Han Kingdom's discovery of the truth and giving them some time to make their own arrangements.

But how could Su Yao possibly give him that time?
Just as Himiya Yumiko was confidently planning her dream of "unifying the eight continents," and had even ordered the creation of a crown symbolizing her status as the "Sovereign of the Wa Islands," a messenger from Hakata Bay stumbled into the palace and knelt down with a thud:
"Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened! A ship is coming from the sea!"

"So many... such huge ships! Bigger than the Han ships we seized! Countless of them, the entire sea is covered in sails! They... they're heading towards our port!"

"what?!"

Himiko suddenly stood up, her smug expression freezing instantly.

The entire hall fell into complete silence; you could hear a pin drop.

The same thought flashed through everyone's mind—the Han people have arrived?!
And they arrived so quickly and on such a large scale?!

"You saw it clearly? It really is a Han ship?" Himiko's voice was strained, with a tremor he himself didn't even realize.

"Look, look carefully!" The messenger lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to lift his head. "The sails are in the Han style, and there's... there's a red dragon flag on the bow! And... and..."

"And what?! Speak!" Yamamoto Kuma grabbed the messenger. "And... in the sky, there's a huge golden bird, and it's carrying people on it!" The messenger stammered, his eyes unfocused, clearly greatly shocked.

Himiko and the assembled courtiers were all utterly astonished upon hearing this. A golden, strange bird? Carrying people? It sounded like something out of a myth!
"Nonsense!" Yamamoto Kuma shouted angrily, trying to calm himself down. "You fool, you must be seeing things, or it must be an illusion created by the Yamatai witch!"

However, before he could finish speaking, another warrior, soaking wet and pale-faced, stumbled into the hall, his voice trembling with sobs:

"Your Majesty! The port...the port is finished! That strange bird...it breathed fire! Our ships...many ships are on fire!"

This time, no one doubted it. Panic swept through the entire hall like a plague. The nobles looked at each other, their previous fervor and confidence vanished, replaced by deathly fear. Even Yamamoto Kumano, who had been advocating for war, instinctively loosened his grip on the messenger's hand and staggered back a step.

Himiko felt a chill run from his feet to the top of his head, almost making him lose his balance. He looked sharply at the Grand Tutor, Kojihiko, who was cowering in the corner, and said in a hoarse voice, "Grand Tutor! This... this is what you called... the revenge of the Han Kingdom?"

Dogguzhibei slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with a desperate understanding: "My king... I'm afraid... this goes far beyond revenge. That which can ride the golden divine bird and burn down the port... may not be a mortal at all... We may have angered a god from the Celestial Empire..."

“Gods…” Himi Yumiko murmured to himself, a tremendous fear gripping his heart. He suddenly recalled the few words the captured Han soldiers had occasionally mentioned about their “King of Tang”—invincible, like a god… He had thought it was an exaggeration at the time, but now, could it really be true?
"No! Impossible!" Himiko forced down her fear, shouting with a fierce but weak voice, "Even gods must follow the laws of the world! We have fortified cities and brave warriors! Issue the order: all troops on alert! All warriors, ascend the city walls! Archers, prepare! We will show the Han people that the Dog Slave Kingdom is not so easy to bully!"

Although his order was given, the panic that permeated the palace did not dissipate. The nobles rushed out of the palace in a panic, heading to their respective posts, but every face was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Outside Hakata Bay, there is a forest of sails on the sea.

Taishi Ci stood at the bow of the flagship ship, gazing at the distant port of the Dog Slave Kingdom, where thick smoke billowed, a cold smile playing on his lips. Beside him, Jiang Qin gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyes burning with the flames of revenge.

Above the fleet, Su Yao, piloting the Griffin, had just completed a deterrent dive and breath attack. As a mythical creature, the Griffin's breath was not real fire, but a highly condensed torrent of magical energy, enough to ignite wooden hulls and non-metallic objects. It was extremely effective against the small boats and rudimentary port facilities of the Dog Slave Kingdom.

"Your Highness is mighty!" Taishi Ci greeted Su Yao in the air via flag signals, then ordered, "All troops advance! Seize the port! Wipe out the remaining enemy! Avenge General Jiang Qin and the brothers of the mission who died for their country!"

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!" The roars of the Han soldiers shook the heavens and the sea.

Hundreds of warships, like arrows released from a bow, rushed towards the chaotic port of the Dog Slave Kingdom. Those ships that had escaped the Griffin's breath attempted to mount a scattered resistance, but it quickly crumbled under the Han army's dense rain of arrows and precise crossbow fire. Many Dog Slave warriors, before even engaging in battle, had their will to fight shattered by the golden behemoth soaring in the sky and the god-like figure on its back; they either jumped into the sea to escape or knelt and begged for surrender.

Thus, under Su Yao's leadership, the Han soldiers established a beachhead position here without lifting a finger.

With the port of Hakata Bay now open, the heartland of the Kingdom of Dog Slave was officially opened to the Han army.

(End of this chapter)