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Chapter 1441 His honey, my sorrow

 So that's it!

After hearing the explanation from Matsuura Mifanro, Nao Guoshima immediately stood up, bowed and apologized to Matsuura Mifanro, "Yaxi! Sanfanro, it was my reckless misunderstanding of your good intentions. Please forgive me."

"Why should a straight male general be like this? He is humble." Matsuura Mifanro hurriedly put down the paper and pen, stood up and bowed lower.

After the Naoko Kuroshima apologized, the relationship between the two became more harmonious and could be said to be heart-warming.

However, Nao Guoshima still had a question, and couldn't help asking Matsuura Mifanro, "Sanfanro, it's appropriate to spy on the Ming army's weaknesses, but such spy on the ground will put us in a dangerous place of trapping beasts?! I am not afraid of death, and dying for Your Highness has always been my dream! I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that you won't be able to fulfill your Highness's commission!"

"Don't worry, the straight general, please see, this wooden building is built next to the river, and there is a big river behind it. At that time, the Ming army besieged the wooden building. In a hurry, there will be no warships blocking the river surface. This is the way we are waiting for. When the Ming army comes, we don't need to do our best. We just need to test the combat power of the Ming army. When the night comes, we can break through the Ming army's siege. At that time, the Ming Dynasty is so great that we can go!" Matsuura Mitanro pointed to the river surface behind the wooden building and explained to Naoko Konoshima.

"Yaxi! Sanfanlang, you are great, both civil and military. I will recommend you to Your Highness to the death for your success. I believe that with your ability, you will definitely become famous! No, your ability can also be famous in the world!" After hearing the explanation of Matsuura Mifanlang, Naoko Kaorshima praised Matsuura Mifanlang.

"The general is absurd, thank you for your support!" Matsuura Mifanlang said humbly first, and then thanked him gratefully.

After some conversation, the straight man of Guoshima was all relieved of his concerns and he started to eat and drink with confidence.

Matsuura Mifanro continued to draw the map, while the rest of the Japanese pirates were still singing and dancing, and the demons danced...

If they hadn't killed hundreds of Japanese pirates, if they hadn't occupied the magpie's nest, if the courtyard wasn't full of corpses, if there wasn't a river of blood outside, this scene in the courtyard would be a prosperous time to sing and dance to peace!

But a pity!

This is the Ming Dynasty. They are the Japanese pirates who are killing people! The innocent people of the Ming Dynasty whose bones are not cold under their feet!

"Straight male general, Sanfanlang Major General, the meat is cooked and you can start to move." After a Japanese pirate who was responsible for caring for the stew of Sanguo chicken, duck, fish, and mutton, confirmed that the meat was cooked, he respectfully stepped forward and reported, asking Naoko Kurashima and Sanfanlang Matsuura to eat it first. The situation of the upper and lower classes in Japan is even worse than that of the Ming Dynasty. As for banquets, the superiors and subordinates dare not and cannot start to move before the superiors start to move.

The straight man from Guoshima was the first to step forward, inserted a fat lamb leg with a samurai knife, and then put a pot of broth, took five pancakes, occupied a table, and feasted.

Instead of using a samurai sword, Matsuura Mifanro picked up a duck with chopsticks. The samurai sword is the ancestor of the Matsuura family. Matsuura Mifanro respects him as his ancestors and cherishes his life. He will carefully wipe and maintain his life when he wakes up in the morning and sleeps at night. He will never do anything else except fighting, killing people, and drinking blood. If he uses a samurai sword to cut food like Naoko Kaorushima, Matsuura Mifanro will feel insulting his ancestors.

Matsuura Mifanro took a duck, served a bowl of meat soup, took three pancakes, and nodded to the remaining Japanese pirates.

The other Japanese pirates began to compete for meat and broth.

"Bastards, eat more meat, drink more soup, drink less alcohol. Each person can only drink one or two at most. Keep my head awake and we will welcome Mingjun later! Whoever dares to drink more, I will use his heart and liver to drink! After eating and drinking, half of them will go to bed to regain their energy; the other half will go to guard!"

The straight man from Guodao tore up a piece of mutton and chewed it while shouting at the Japanese pirates who were snatching the meat.

"Hi!"

The Japanese pirates responded with a coaxing voice.

"Sanfanlang, a person who truly loves swords, should regard the sword as another person, eat, drink and sleep together, and use the sword more frequently, so that people and swords can be united, and they will never be able to win every time they fight!"

The straight man from Kumjima said to Matsuura Mifanro while cutting the mutton with a samurai knife.

This is what the straight man of Kumjima does. When he eats meat, he will use a samurai knife to cut it. When he drinks, he will also use wine to pour a samurai knife. When he sleeps, he will sleep with a samurai knife. Even when he lives with his wife and concubines, the sheathed samurai knife will participate... Of course, after the matter, he will carefully wipe and maintain the samurai knife...

"Martial arts are 30 million, and everyone has their own way. This is the way of a straight male general. My way is different from that of a general."

Matsuura Mitano shook his head slightly and tactfully stated that he did not agree with Naoko Kuroshima's words.

"Haha, too, there are 30 million martial arts. There are few people walking with me, so I can't force you to come."

The straight man from Guoshima laughed and cut meat with a samurai knife on his own and feasted.

"Scent, really fragrant!"

"Kill the Ming people, steal the Ming people, and kill the Ming people. This is so beautiful. I really regret not coming to the Ming Dynasty earlier!"

"The flower girl in the Ming Dynasty is so nice, tender, tall, and it feels like resisting..."

"The Ming people are so easy to kill, the Ming people are so rich, and there are so many good things. This village can be called a "city" in our place. In the Ming Dynasty, it is just a village... If we hadn't had a task, we would have to go to the Suhu area of ​​Daming to explore the road, and we could only get some heavy gold, silver and jewelry. I really want to move all the things from the Ming people to the boat! This village alone will be enough for several years to go back."

One hundred and fifty Japanese pirates feasted and laughed at them to share their robbery experiences.

Half an hour later, the straight man from Guodao threw the lamb leg bone in his hand to the ground, burped, got up and stretched, and cursed with disappointment and satisfaction, "Himmer~~I'm full! Are Mingjun all old men? Why are they all old arms and legs dripping? Why are they so slow? It's been so long, and they haven't arrived yet?!"

"Isn't this a good thing?" Matsuura Mifanro smiled.

"Haha, it's indeed a good thing." Naoko Guodao and the Japanese pirates burst into laughter.

"Bastards, half sleep, half alert! Keep your energy and wait for the Ming army! Sanfanlang, I'll go to bed first, there will be some movement later, remember to wake me up." Naoko Kaori first shouted to the Japanese pirates, urging them to sleep, alert them, and then explained to Matsuura Mifanlang with a warm voice, then kicked open a door with a knife, and went in to sleep.
Chapter completed!
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