For Japan, the power of the Red Cannon was like the wrath of a god. Not only Torihito, but everyone else was frozen in fear, their eyes filled with terror.
"Niao Ren, you have to know. We still have thousands of these thunderbolts. Wherever the flag points, we can explode it. Look at that tree." Zhao Li pointed to a pine tree several dozen feet away. The pine tree was as thick as an alms bowl and more than ten feet tall.
The flag bearer signaled the dragon boat's cannons to recalibrate. With a bang, the pine tree shattered instantly. The pine oil ignited, and flames shot up into the sky.
Liu Guisheng was utterly terrified at the sight, and Niao Ren was even more terrified. If the flag bearer pointed at him, he would be instantly reduced to ashes.
Pan Bufeng pointed at them and said, "Emperor Torii, listen! I am here to meet the Emperor of Japan on behalf of the Great Song Dynasty. Since Japan is a vassal state of the Great Song Dynasty, we should pay our respects to you as a monarch and a subject. The prestige of the Great Song Dynasty cannot be insulted. You are so arrogant and domineering. If you dare to harbor any dissenting thoughts, the Great Song Dynasty will surely crush your Japanese court wherever its troops are pointed!"
Emperor Torijitsu was already terrified, fearing the celestial fire would explode on his head. He no longer cared about saving face and knelt before Zhao Li, saying, "I, the vassal state of Japan, Torijitsu, greet the envoy of the Song Dynasty and wish the Emperor of the Song Dynasty a long life!"
Zhao Li was satisfied. The task entrusted to him by the Emperor had been completed. He nodded and said, "You small nations are ignorant of respect. Forget about the trade issue. In three days, our Song Dynasty's dragon ships will depart. As a vassal state of the Song Dynasty, Japan should behave like a subject to the emperor and must not harbor any more dissenting thoughts."
Torii reluctantly agreed and fled in dismay, escorted by his guards. This meeting earned the Song Dynasty considerable respect, and the prestige of the Song Dynasty made the Japanese intimidated.
Niao Ren retreated twenty miles from Fushan, never daring to provoke the Song Dynasty dragon boats again. However, Liu Guisheng refused to give up. At the Toyama shogunate, Liu Guisheng was advising Niao Ren to seek revenge.
Liu Guisheng said, "Your Majesty, the Song Dynasty has gone too far. We cannot just swallow this anger and must seek revenge!"
Niao Ren was terrified: "It's easy for the Great Sima to say, but haven't you seen the Heavenly Fire artifact on the Song Dynasty ship? That thing hits wherever it points. How can we get revenge?"
Liu Guisheng smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't panic. I've been to the Song Dynasty before. That wasn't some kind of heavenly fire, but rather a thunderbolt or a thunder cannon. It was only modified by the Song people so that it could be fired from an iron barrel."
Niao Ren finally regained some courage: "Does Da Sima have any ideas?"
Liu Guisheng nodded. "Firearms are powerful. Our Japanese guards are definitely no match for them. But at night, I'm afraid these firearms won't be so powerful."
Niao Ren was shocked: "Da Sima means we launch a surprise attack at night?"
"We can send geishas from the big and middle stores to the ship to express our condolences and observe the equipment on their dragon boats. We should know ourselves and the enemy. If we know their weaknesses, we can defeat them one by one." Liu Guisheng was indeed vicious and actually offered this evil plan to Niao Ren.
Japanese prostitutes are categorized into large, medium, and small shops. The prostitutes in large shops are the prettiest and most talented. Next in line are medium shops, where the prostitutes are also quite good. The lowest class are small shops, which are the dirtiest and most untidy. Even the Song Dynasty wouldn't look down on the prostitutes in small shops.
Niao Ren was delighted: "We can select the ones from the big stores to comfort the generals on the ship, and the ones from the medium stores to serve the officers and soldiers. Don't you have an old saying in the Song Dynasty, what kind of heroes are there..."
"Even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman." Liu Guisheng smiled sinisterly.
"Yes, a hero is not immune to the temptation of beauty. Pass on my order, all the geishas in the big shops in Toyama will gather and be ready for orders. I will send someone to Longchuan to pass on the message."
Zhao Li pointed to the letter on the table, which bore the seal of the Japanese Emperor. Japanese characters differed greatly from Chinese characters, though some could express the meaning of Chinese characters. "Lieutenant General Pan, what do you think of Emperor Torii's actions?"
Pan Bufeng said disdainfully, "The Japanese Emperor is afraid of us, so it's not surprising that he sent these women."
Zhao Li was much smarter than her. He was more intelligent. "Not necessarily. I still think the Emperor is still determined. We've already told them we'll be leaving in three days, which shows that the Song Dynasty has no interest in this little Japan. And they've suddenly sent us a beautiful woman. This is more complicated than that."
"What does the prince mean?" Pan Bufeng became a little suspicious after being reminded by him.
Zhao Li slammed the table and said, "Let's just agree to their request for the time being, and consider it as a token of our consolation to the soldiers. We'll see what tricks they have and wait for the opportunity to strike."
Japan's erotic culture was truly developed, with tiny Toyama boasting over a thousand geishas. They were adorned with rouge and powder, glamorously dressed. Several generals on the dragon boats enthusiastically greeted them, and the geishas, eager to flirt with them, immediately flirted with them.
The busiest person was Pi Guanglin, who kept translating for this and that, saying things like, "You're so strong, you're so manly."
There were too many people, so they ended up communicating using both sign language and spoken language.
One general gestured and said, "Japanese girl, where are you from?"
"Zhao Sang, you are so majestic." The Zhao family ruled the Song Dynasty. Japanese women did not know each other's names, so they all called these generals Zhao Sang.
"I'm asking where you are from?" The general pointed at Toyama and gestured for a while.
The geisha nodded and said, "Zhao Sang, I will definitely serve you well."
The general immediately understood and introduced her to his colleagues: "I know. She said she was from the ravine west of Mount Toyama. The women in the ravine are very beautiful, very beautiful!"
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