Yuan Jia was stunned for a moment, then turned to the attendant and asked, "Do you know?"
The attendant quickly collected his thoughts and shook his head, saying, "It has no name. The guards and the Yue slaves just call it the Big Island."
After saying this, he felt inexplicably nervous. The Yue slave didn't even look at him, but just frowned and murmured, "Oshima."
He then chuckled. The attendants didn't understand what he meant, but they heard him say, "From today on, this place will be called Fuso, this island will be called Honshu, and if there are other islands, they will be called Kyushu, Shikoku, and Hokkaido..."
As he spoke, Oda Nobunaga stood up and walked to the side of the boat, and drew a circle with his finger: "This is Owari!"
As he said this, he didn't even bother to approach the shore. Instead, he suddenly climbed onto the side of the boat and jumped off.
Then, like a fish, it cuts through the waves and rushes quickly towards the shore.
Seeing this, the Vietnamese slaves on the boat jumped into the sea, howling like crazy.
Then they rushed to the shore with the howling of ghosts and wolves.
The servant stared at his action in amazement, which seemed meaningless to him. Why did he need to give a name to such a barren place and such a deserted island?
And the boat is almost reaching the shore. If I jump in now, can't I wait a little longer?
Yuan Jia didn't understand either, but she inexplicably felt that Master Ji's crazy look was really charming.
It was an aggressive masculine aura, completely different from the men of the Yuan family.
But her eyes were cold.
I murmured with some regret in my heart... It's a pity that you are not from the Yuan family, nor from the Qin family...
At this time, Oda Nobunaga and the Vietnamese slaves were reverently kissing the land on the coast.
Suddenly, Oda Nobunaga stood up and said something.
Then all the Yue slaves were heard cheering enthusiastically, "Long live the general, long live Owari!"
Others roared: "Kill all the natives, rob them, turn them all into slaves, and make this land our kingdom!"
Then, without even saying hello, these people rushed towards the island in ragged clothes, carrying broken weapons.
Only Oda Nobunaga looked back and said something.
The servant didn't hear it either, but from the shape of his lips he could vaguely hear: "Three days, the slave will be delivered!"
Then he left without looking back.
“Crazy!”
The attendants felt it was ridiculous to see those messy Vietnamese slaves rushing into this big island where they had not set foot much, with such ferocious intent.
But I felt an inexplicable chill on my back.
But he heard Yuan Jia say coldly beside him: "Don't worry, they can't survive here without our support!"
The attendant did not know whether she was speaking to him or to herself.
But then a thought inexplicably popped up in his mind, "Whatever happens, I just hope these lunatics never return to Daqin. It would be best if they perish together with those equally vicious natives. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't be a good thing."
But things went against their wishes. On the third day after they arrived on the island, Nobunaga brought the Vietnamese slaves back to their camp on the coast.
As promised, they brought captives, who were also new slaves, far exceeding the number of slaves themselves.
At this time, the number of Vietnamese slaves had decreased a lot, but the overall number had increased, and many of them were obviously the natives of the island.
These people actually joined them and escorted their "compatriots" together with the Yue slaves.
However, the servants were not sure whether these natives also had the concept of compatriots, otherwise why would they hunt down their own people together with outsiders?
In addition, the Vietnamese slaves were no longer as noisy as they were a few days ago, and they no longer shouted incoherently.
Hundreds of people followed Nobunaga like ghosts, without a sound.
But the servants inexplicably felt that these people had become even more chilling.
That night, Nobunaga did not leave.
Screams could be heard from Yuanjia's barracks all night long, without any trace of shyness or restraint.
The servant felt ashamed to death!
The next day, Yuanjia paid Nobunaga new weapons, food and other supplies as agreed.
And Nobunaga also prepared the explosive medicine for Yuanjia as agreed.
Another day, Nobunaga left with his ghostly subordinates.
Yuan Jia began to order the Yuan family to organize the new slaves to go into the mountains to mine.
And by using those explosive drugs, the efficiency was indeed increased tenfold.
Large quantities of ore were transported to the coast and loaded onto ships.
But the new slaves were not so obedient and many of them died.
Yuanjia was not worried because Nobunaga came again soon and brought more slaves.
And new changes also took place in Nobunaga's team.
The number of Vietnamese slaves decreased slightly this time, and most of them became leaders of the new joiners.
They began to become extremely aggressive, and no longer showed any fear when they saw the Yuan family guards. Instead, they provoked them from time to time.
It was not until he was scolded by Nobunaga that he began to restrain himself.
After doing this twice, the Yuan family finally achieved their goal this time, and the ore had filled five large ships.
That night, Yuanjia's high-pitched screams hovered over the entire seaside camp.
The next day, Yuan Jia proudly held out his increasingly full chest and led the Yuan family's team back to Daqin.
But most of the people were left behind, driving the slaves to continue mining and waiting for the next arrival of the Yuan family's ship.
This time, they were faster than ever.
And next time it will definitely be faster.
The Yuan family is about to rise.
At least the attendants felt that Yuanjia must have thought so.
But Yuanjia was never able to get the formula for the explosive medicine.
However, like his predecessor, the attendant recorded a list of all the materials Nobunaga used every time according to Yuanjia's request, hoping to conduct experiments slowly after returning to Daqin.
Perhaps the lady doesn't trust that Yue slave that much... the servant thought so.
…
At about the same time, in the north of Daqin, in a village so small that it had almost no name, a fierce battle was taking place.
On one side was a group of young men from the border counties. These people were all young, the oldest being only seventeen or eighteen years old.
The youngest is only thirteen or fourteen years old.
However, most people in the border counties have practiced some martial arts. Although these people are not very old and obviously not from the military, they are extremely fierce in combat.
Even though their opponents were a group of Hu people riding tall horses and looking as fierce as wolves and tigers, whose numbers were several times theirs, they were able to hold them off for a while by relying on the advantage of the terrain.
They were so angry that they suddenly screamed, "Damn it, why are these Qin people's puppies so difficult to deal with? Aren't they afraid of death?"
Another Hu person laughed and said, "Nonsense, this is their home. The Qin people are not like us who can graze their livestock everywhere. They can only dig for food in one place like pigs."
"Haha, you're right, you pig! We should slaughter pigs!"
The Hu man laughed out loud when he heard this.
But before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw a figure flash, rush forward, and slash the horse's leg with a knife.
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