The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Facing the heroes' death gazes, Chen Liutao and Qu Zhixing nodded and said solemnly: "When we return to the capital, we will definitely plead with our superiors and report the names of the heroes. In the future, we will be treated preferentially in all places."

Pan Yun was satisfied, and stood up and said to the heroes: "But these are all unrealistic things. We are not the kind of people who make empty promises. In addition to these, we also need money. We will be away from home for at least half a year, plus the time we will spend in Quanzhou to suppress the bandits. I wonder how our families will miss us.

I must bring some gifts for my parents, wife and children when I go back."

The heroes' eyes lit up slightly, as the depression caused by exhaustion from the battle disappeared instantly, their mood became cheerful again, and their morale soared.

Pan Yun was satisfied. Next, he would have a game with the Yamana clan and the Ouchi clan. Maybe the heroes wouldn't need to take action, but their momentum would definitely be needed.

How can we, the children of the Ming Dynasty, be depressed?

Xue Shao had a smile in his eyes, and he had to lower his head to hide the smile on his face.

Chen Liutao and Qu Zhixing were complaining: It seems like she is not just making empty promises. Where is the money? There is still no trace of it.
Besides, whether it was status or money, it was all her idea and hers, and she spoke as if they had brought it up on their own initiative.

The two Jinyiwei who were in the officialdom were muttering in their hearts but did not dare to show it on their faces.

Xi Jin bandaged Xue Shao, and Xue Shao put on his clothes and walked away to talk with Pan Yun: "How is your injury?"

"It's okay," Pan Yun said, "I will be healing from tonight until noon tomorrow. Please help me keep an eye on them and don't let them get bullied."

Xue Shao smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that they will cause trouble?"

The heroes are all very unruly.

Pan Yun raised his chin and said proudly: "They have a chivalrous heart, and the only way they can cause trouble is to fight back when they are insulted.

There is no need to stop the latter, but for the former, it is human nature to fight back when insulted."

Those who would choose to follow her across the ocean to seek revenge are all people of great righteousness. Even Qu Le restrained his character after coming here, for fear of implicating everyone on the ship.

Dying in a foreign country is a serious sin, and no one wants to bring impunity to his colleagues because of himself.

The heroes are already so sensible, how could Pan Jun bear to suppress them too much?

They are more compassionate to the civilians here than Takeda Hisatuna.

Thinking of Takeda Hisatana, Pan Jun couldn't help but frown: "Have someone keep an eye on him tonight. This person has bad intentions, so it's best to be careful."

Xue Shao nodded: "Do you think the people from the Ouchi clan will come to your house tomorrow afternoon?"

Pan Jun raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "They dare not waste time."

Ouchi Kyouhiro really didn't dare to waste time, nor could he afford to waste time.

As soon as Pan Yun and Xue Shao left, he was carried back home, and learned that the soldiers he had sent out were defeated and scattered, and his clansmen suffered heavy casualties. The children who escaped back said: "Those Han people were cruel and just wanted to kill us. The two sides were originally deadlocked, but after the thunderbolt, they were like gods helping us. In less than a quarter of an hour, most of us were killed or wounded. Only seven or eight people escaped. The others were either dead or captured. The head of the family, the Ouchi clan, the Ouchi clan is empty-"

Ouchi Jiaohong spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of sorrow and pain as he said, "I only massacred two of their villages, but I, Ouchi, paid such a huge price..."

Everyone was indignant, but could do nothing.

Ouchi Masako died, and the people she brought with her also suffered heavy casualties. Just the thunder and lightning alone instantly dissipated the souls of three Shinto. It is said that it was because they stood on the point of the formation. How to explain such a big thing to Empress Izumo?

It is impossible to defeat Pan Yun, and there is the Yamana clan who is eyeing her covetously behind her, so they cannot afford to waste time.

At this moment, they couldn't help but doubt the result of the divination: "Didn't they say that after borrowing the luck, our Ouchi clan would be as powerful as the sky, but... replace it? Why did they attract such a powerful enemy?"

Ouchi Kyouhiro was also confused and doubtful for a moment, but he quickly put aside this emotion and said in a deep voice: "This is not the time to be sad or to pursue responsibility. The first priority is to solve the current dilemma.

Pan Yun only promised not to attack us again, but did not promise to stop the Yamana clan, so we have to make the Yamana clan withdraw their troops. "

"We are so badly damaged that we can't afford to fight anymore. How can we force them to retreat?"

"If you can't afford to fight, then negotiate peace," Ouchi Kyohiro sneered, "Yamana Mochitoyo is that idiot. As long as we are strong enough, he will be timid."

Naito Hiroki asked in a low voice: "Where are the chips?"

Ouchi Norihiro said in a deep voice: "We should return the territory we have seized in the past two years to them."

The retainers and clan elders all breathed a sigh of relief, believing that this loss was bearable.

Naito Hironori was in a heavy mood: "Yamana Mochitoyo is easy to control, but can Pan Jun agree? She said she would not take action, but she could not promise. If they want the entire territory that has been occupied now..."

"Impossible!" Ouchi Kyohiro coughed, his face pale, "Pan Yun is not a fool. She gave so much territory to Yamana Mochitoyo... She let us go. Besides wanting the port and the ships, didn't she just want us and the Yamana clan to hold each other back?

Otherwise, if she helps Yamana Mochitoyo to take down the Ouchi clan, let alone the ports and ships, it is doubtful whether they can leave Japan alive."

Ouchi Norihiro sneered, "The Han Chinese have a saying, 'When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked; when the birds are gone, the good bows are hidden; when the enemy country is defeated, the counselors die.' She will not let my Ouchi clan perish, especially since she has just taken the port and the ships, and she will not let the Yamana clan dominate alone."

The retainers felt a little more at ease.

Ouchi Norihiro gave the order: "Immediately organize the forces in the city, put up flags all over the walls, repair the blown-up walls overnight, strengthen the defense tonight, and tomorrow morning, line up soldiers outside the city. If there are not enough people, let all the adults in the city, whether men, women or the elderly, wear armor!
The young and strong should surround the women and the elderly. The Yamana clan will definitely send out spies tomorrow, so you must deceive them."

Ouchi Kyouhiro said coldly: "That idiot Yamana Mochitoyo, if he finds out that my Ouchi clan still has some strength left, he will definitely not dare to fight again unless Pan Yun takes action. That will be our chance to negotiate."

Ouchi Kyouhiro looked at Naito Hironori and said, "Get ready. Tomorrow, as long as you can trick the spies, you will immediately go to see Yamana Mochitoyo and negotiate with him."

Naito Hironori agreed.

Only then did Ouchi Kyohiro fall down with relief, and the doctor immediately came forward to treat him.

But the effect was very poor, and the doctor was busy for half the night before leaving.

One of the doctors walked a short distance before he was dragged into a dark alley. Naito Hironori's face was expressionless in the dark. He asked in a low voice, "How is the family head's condition?"

The doctor trembled and said, "No, it's not good. The internal organs are severely damaged, and the chest is collapsed..."

Naito Hironori's eyes seemed to be filled with fire, and he whispered, "Can it be cured?" (End of this chapter)