Mosang's anger didn't last long. His physical exhaustion left him no time to curse. He was so tired that his legs felt like lead.
Fortunately, the army soon stopped marching and began to rest on the spot.
Mosang knew that they were very close to the Kyoto Imperial Palace at this moment, and the reason for choosing to stop the march at this time was definitely not because he was afraid of the Japanese troops stationed in Kyoto and Edo.
However, the clouds that have drifted into the night sky have obscured the moonlight, which is not conducive to marching. Once tonight is over, this army will surely launch a fierce attack on the capital tomorrow.
This means that tonight should be Japan's last Christmas Eve.
Mo Sang knew that his prolonged absence would lead Emperor Akihito to believe that the peace negotiations had failed. He must be in a panic by now, and the only thing he could do was to mobilize a large number of troops to defend Kyoto and fight a siege.
If they hadn't abandoned Kyoto and fled to the western region of Japan...
But in Mosang's view, neither of these measures would likely lead to certain death.
In comparison, defending Kyoto should be the most suitable choice. After all, Kyoto is different from other places. It has a well-developed city defense. Fighting from the city can stop the Yan army's offensive. In addition, the troops there are also quite considerable.
Aside from Kyoto, Mosan knew that other parts of Japan lacked adequate city defenses, and that the further west one went, the fewer troops there were. Mosan was already very clear about Japan's military structure, after all, Emperor Akihito had already been "open and honest" with Taqi Kingdom.
"Stand still! Don't move!"
Just as Mo Sang was pondering this, Yan Bing walked over with a stern face.
Mo Sang snorted coldly in his heart and stood up straight. Yan Bing held a black cloth in his hand and immediately covered Mo Sang's hands. After checking Mo Sang's bound hands again and confirming that they were extremely secure, he kicked Mo Sang to the ground.
"Lie down, sleep here!"
Mo Sang was furious. They were already prisoners, was there any need for this? Did they intend to do something underhanded?
But he wisely remained lying on the ground, not moving, and instead pleaded:
"Hey bro, can I have some water? I'm dying of thirst."
The soldier spat and shouted, "Hey, you want some hot pee?"
Then, Mosang heard a rustling sound, as if the person was unzipping their pants, and he immediately cried out:
"No, I don't want it!"
"Don't want it? That's not up to you! Haha!" A cold laugh came, and Mo Sang felt a pair of hands pinching his face. The cloth cover was lifted a little, and cool liquid fell into his mouth.
Mo Sang trembled with rage, clenched his teeth, pressed his lips tightly together, and rolled around on the ground.
Then he shouted angrily, "It's better to kill me than to insult me!"
"Is this how he lets you treat me? You might as well..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Sang stopped abruptly, only then realizing that what had just entered his mouth was water.
"Just one pot, no more!"
The sound came again, and then Mosang found a spout being offered to his lips. He immediately opened his mouth and drank deeply.
As the cool, sweet water entered his stomach, Mo Sang felt refreshed and relaxed. After drinking the water, his mouth broke into a wide grin.
"Brother, jokes aside, you're still a really nice person."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the young soldier shoved the spout of the kettle into Mosang's mouth, nearly shoving it down his throat. Mosang gagged and almost vomited up all the water in his stomach.
The soldier covered Mosang's head and face again, and he chuckled softly:
"You're really good too. Without you, the Japanese wouldn't have been able to escape either."
"Just lie still! Don't make any more noise!" With that, the soldier leisurely walked away.
Mo Sang lay on the ground, feeling dejected.
Yes, now that I think about it, the Yan Kingdom's fleet should have gone to all the ports of Fusang as soon as they received the news and blocked all the routes to the open sea.
The few flag-bearing warships left behind in Wangdong Port will inevitably be seized by them as well.
Next, Fusang will become a truly isolated island, where people cannot leave and people from outside cannot enter.
The escalating war will completely destroy Japan.
"These guys are really crazy..."
"When they go to war with us in the future, will they be just as crazy?"
After humming a soft verse, Mo Sang finally succumbed to sleepiness and drifted off to rest.
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It was late at night, but Mingren was not sleepy at all. His eyes were wide open, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. His hair and beard were a little disheveled, but he didn't care about that now.
Inside the hall, Yamanaka Takuma, his face grave, was reporting to him:
"Your Majesty, we have gathered as many troops as possible to come to the capital."
"Now I have transformed the entire capital into an impregnable fortress!"
"The outer city will be guarded by troops under the command of Setogawa and Shiba Kiyo, while the defense forces in the inner city will be under my personal command!"
"The Yan army is indeed fierce, but this time is different. The city defenses of the capital will definitely be able to stop them! Next, we just need to defend the city and fight them out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Akihito nodded.
At this point, there's no other way.
Initially, he intended to continue sending troops to stop the Yan army's offensive, after all, as the ruler of a country, how could he tolerate the enemy country's invasion of the capital?
However, several armies were sent before and after, but all of them were defeated. These repeated failures have proven that it is completely impossible to confront the Yan army head-on. Therefore, Yamanaka Takuma advised to gather troops and defend Kyoto.
Kyoto is different from other places; it has city defenses rarely seen in Japan, and it has also gradually gathered a considerable number of troops.
The entire capital city is now filled with troops from all sides, but although there are many troops, they are of varying quality. But at this time, there is no time to consider so much.
Since we can no longer rely on Tajikistan, we have no choice but to continue fighting like this.
"Keep stalling, stall those bastards as long as possible!"
"The longer they hold out, the less the Yan people will be able to hold on."
"Once Sakamoto and Hidehito return, we'll launch a pincer attack and wipe out these Yan people!" Akihito said through gritted teeth.
Yamanaka Takuma nodded and replied:
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"The longer the battle lasts, the more advantageous it is for us."
Akihito rubbed his forehead, wearily waved his hand, and signaled Yamanaka Takuma to step back.
After Yamanaka Takuma left, Akihito walked out of the palace and looked at the dark night sky, feeling a deep sadness in his heart.
Who could have imagined that the Yan Kingdom would be able to advance so far to the capital?
This has never happened in the thousands of years of history of Japan. My generation is the strongest period in the entire history of Japan.
With domestic reforms and the assistance of Tajikistan, Japan has reached its peak!
But once it reached its peak, it declined so quickly.
"If you want to fight Japan to the bitter end, then be prepared for mutual destruction!" Akihito suddenly roared as he clenched his fist.
The night is deep and peaceful.
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