The night was heavy over the sea, and the wind was beating dully, rolling up huge waves more than seven feet high, and slapping on the rocks of Xuanjie Beach.The black rocks were motionless, and the impact of the huge waves exploded on them, forming dense white foam, covering the sky.The huge roar pulsated wave after wave, shaking the sea area like thunder in a heavy rain.The sea, the giant that has been restless for thousands of years, seems to swallow this beach at any time and pull it into the bottom of the sea. The deep night looked so dead on the sea surface, it was more menacing majesty than the waves, it seemed to warn the tiny humans on land not to pry into the Seagod's domain.

The dark rocks of Xuanjie Beach extend to the land, forming continuous rolling low hills, like statues of ancestors bowing to the sea.The sea is the eternal king, and no one has ever really conquered it. Its tumult and fury proved that 1553 was still an age of Poseidon. The salty sea breeze blows from the surface of the sea to the surface of the sea, and its tail sweeps over Xuanjie Beach, bringing faint noises.Climb over the dark rocks and climb to the top of the hill, and you will find that the age of the sea gods is slowly coming to an end. The night is illuminated by countless lights, and there seems to be no alternation of day and night here.

Behind the hills, there is an endless stretch of wilderness, with ancient trees growing on it, and bird paths overgrown, declaring that this place is originally a wasteland.But now, the bird path is no longer there, replaced by broad and flat roads, criss-crossing and dividing the plain into neat areas.The old trees were felled, and were quickly decomposed and processed into the raw materials needed for the building amidst the sound of orderly yelling.The stone mountain in the distance slowly disintegrated amid the sound of bombing, and the convoy transporting the stone formed a long line of lights, stretching from the foot of the mountain to the seaside.The clay was dug up by the tons, made into adobes, and fired dry in large and small fire kilns.And when these raw materials are gathered together, magnificent palaces will rise from the ground.

This is a magnificent city, although it is only beginning to take shape, but its greatness and magnificence have conquered everyone who saw it. The first completed building was the castle tower built on the highest point of Genkai Beach.It is seven stories high, and from the top of the pavilion, you can even see Iki Island in Nagasaki.Surrounding the Tianshou Pavilion, there are more than 300 magnificent mansions scattered throughout the city.Around these mansions, in addition to the mansions where the princes and their retainers lived together, there are countless shops, hotels, Kabuki theaters, hot spring baths, etc., which are rapidly turning from blueprints into reality.

Under the illumination of the lights, tens of thousands of strong men worked day and night, shedding sweat condensed by blood and fire for the city.Small traders who provided food and beverages shuttled around various construction sites with their burdens, mixed with the shouting and cursing of the foremen from time to time.Kabuki with heavy makeup sang waka in a simple house, bringing a little joy to these tired people who are full of bones. And one month later, Kanbai Toyotomi Hideyoshi and other daimyos will come here, and at that time, they must offer him a complete city.The city will also have its own name at that time:

Nagoya. For this reason, they can only work harder and harder. The dazzling lights illuminated half of the sky, and even the sea, which was silent in majesty, seemed a little terrified. The Age of Sea God might really be coming to an end. The city is semicircular, like a strong and powerful arm, holding the sea in front of Xuanjie Beach in its arms.Kabe Island is like a natural breakwater, but also like another arm.The part of the city protruding into the sea is its core. It was one after another, huge shipyards. The old trees felled on the surrounding wilderness, the smaller ones were used for construction, and the larger ones were all transported to these shipyards, and the huge ships with one mast sailed out of these shipyards continuously.

The ship is a huge and strong ship with a Yakura slightly behind the center and more than 80 sculls on both sides for advancing and retreating.For every mile along the coast there are two or three of these ships. Compared with the ataka ship, the Seki ship is smaller, equipped with 40 to 80 sculls, so that it can advance and retreat quickly.Around each Anzhai boat, there are more than a dozen Guan boats, as if they are guards guarding the Anzhai boat. Smaller than Guan Chuan is Xiao Zao.The number of sculls is less than forty.It is light and fast, and has the flexibility that Guan Ship and Ataka Ship do not have.Xiaozao covered the surface of the sea like ants, extending about a hundred feet to the inner side of the sea, all of which were white sails raised high by this kind of boat.

The sea is rough, and huge ships are constantly coming from afar.It was a giant boat built by a daimyo in the Land of the Rising Sun under the orders of Toyotomi Hideyoshi Sekibai.Among them, the "Nippon Maru" of Shima's pirate daimyo Kuki Yoshitaka and the "Otaku" ship of Mori Hidemoto launched in Hiroshima are the largest. "Nihon Maru" is about ten feet long, three feet wide, and more than one foot deep.It is estimated that the carrying capacity is about 1,500 shi. The "big house boat" is said to be able to carry five thousand shi of rice. When the two huge boats sailed into Nagoya, all the laborers stopped and let out exclamations.

They had never seen such a huge ship.These two ships, like kings, overlooked the Anzhai Ship, Guan Ship, and Xiaozao that stretched along the coastline. The excited shouts of the workers even suppressed the sound of the tide.They firmly believe that with such a big ship, even the sea can be conquered. And all of this was captured by a pair of eyes on the castle tower. Slowly, a smile appeared on his face. Only he knows the mission of this city. Surrounded by the sea, Nagoya's mission was doomed from the time he drew the first strokes on this blueprint. It will be a city of war.Its existence is to continuously manufacture these ships, these warships.

The wind from the sea is constantly blowing. Although the sea is an endless piece, there is no difference, but driven by the trade wind, sea currents will form.The location of Nagoya is the upstream of the ocean current.And downstream... He picked up a clairvoyance made of brass and looked northwest.On the surface of the vast sea, the heavy night squeezed, and nothing could be seen.But he seemed to see endless plains, wide rivers, and the snow-covered Changbai Mountains.Beyond this mountain is the rich and beautiful black land. There, is the end of his endless journey. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.With his hands propped on the railing of the castle tower, the wind blew violently from the sea, and he couldn't help but take off the golden crown.The long hair was immediately caught in the wind and was blown into mess.

The wind gave him confidence.He knew that a great era was coming.That was by no means the Seagod's era, but his era. The low eaves blocked the sunlight, leaving only some broken shadows.The benevolent eyebrows and benevolent eyes of the gods and Buddhas are solidified on the wood and stone, which shows the silence of this temple even more. Itsukushima Temple is not big, but it is one of the most famous temples in the Land of the Rising Sun.Before the expedition, the daimyos like to offer a stick of incense in the temple, praying that the Hachiman Bodhisattva can give them the gift of victory. Today's Itsukushima Temple is even more crowded.All the daimyos whose territory is more than 300,000 koku in the Land of the Rising Sun are concentrated here.Among them, there are many famous people. Ieyasu Tokugawa. Yoshinobu Satake. Terumoto Mori. Gamo's Township. Masamune Date. Maeda Toshiie. Uesugi Jingsheng. Yoshihiro Shimadzu. Takakage Kobayakawa. The samurai under them could almost be called a sea of ​​people, squeezing Itsukushima Temple to the brim.But not the slightest noise.Standing on the Buddhist hall, you can only hear the sound of bells and chimes, and the slightly moving pine waves. They sat on the ground with their hands on their knees, leaned forward slightly, and stared eagerly at the Buddha statue. Perhaps, what they are looking at is not the Bodhisattva, but the man in front of the Buddha statue.The man wore a very loose robe trimmed with delicate gold trim.He respectfully held a stick of incense, lit it, and put it in the incense burner in front of the Buddha statue, then knelt down on the futon and worshiped three times devoutly. Then, he stood up, raised his eyes, and looked at the Buddha statue. At that time, all the daimyo and samurai seemed to feel that the Buddha statue seemed to be communicating with him. He stretched out his hand and pointed his slender fingers at his samurai Kato Kiyomasa: "Put consistent money in front of the Buddha statue and see. If all the money is face up, then the victory of attacking Goryeo is in the palm of your hand." Kato Kiyomasa, who was as mighty as a tiger, agreed loudly, took out a bunch of Yongle Tongbao from his bosom, crawled to the side of the man, and threw the coins in front of the god. The surrounding daimyo and samurai all let out sounds of surprise. "What's going on here, it's all positive!" The man smiled slightly, raised his hand and made a deep bow to the Buddha statue: "That shows that the Buddha has allowed us to send troops to Korea. If we go here, we will surely win an unprecedented victory!" As he spoke, he raised his hand upwards. Kato Kiyomasa ran to the door, took out a cannon from his arms, lit it, and threw it into the air.The artillery roared in the air, piercing the silence of the temple. Suddenly, the sound of the drum exploded, rolling through the entire Nagoya like a sea wave.The man walked out of the temple slowly. On the warships moored by the coastline, all of them raised huge drums.The soldiers were painted with colorful images of gods and Buddhas, and they beat the drums vigorously.The sound of humming exploded on the sea, as if it was the roar of an ancient giant.The blood in the bodies of the daimyo and the samurai was all ignited by the muffled drumbeat. Regardless of the solemnity of the temple, they shouted wildly in unison. They rushed from the temple to the sea, boarded the big ship, drew their weapons from their sheaths, and beat the side of the ship hard. Manic shouts boiled over the entire city.The hard workers who were working all stopped and joined in the cheers. Slowly, the sound of drums and shouts became neatly aligned, unified into the most primitive but powerful cry: "Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!" This short rhythm seems to be able to inspire the mania deep in the heart.They beat the side of the ship and the taiko drum with all their strength, and those who did not have percussion instruments waved their hands into the air vigorously, venting their passion. This excitement swept over everyone, except for one person. Standing in front of Hachiman Bodhisattva, he stepped on wide wooden clogs, with a large robe trimmed with gold edging fluttering in the wind.At this moment, only the Bodhisattva's smile and his demeanor are silent. He also smiled, because he knew that this frenzied army was about to follow the trade wind and the current to the north to conquer that strange continent. He has already ignited the fire of ambition in their hearts. "Long Yue, help me catch this butterfly!" "Long Yue, don't step on that flower." "Long Yue, you are really useless, you haven't caught it for so long." The sun shines through the shade of green trees, weaving strands of light green halo.This is a small courtyard, and the courtyard in front of the house is full of all kinds of flowers, which are in full bloom at that time. Butterflies flutter among the flowers.A young woman in a light green light shirt stood beside the flowers, stomping her feet lightly with a coquettish look on her face. Among the flowers, a young man in white is holding a long pole with a net bag made of light gauze tied to it, catching butterflies.His steps were light, and he danced around among the flowers, but every time the net bag reached them, he would swipe lightly to prevent them from being caught.Every time at this time, the coquettishness on the young woman's face became more and more coquettish. "Long Yue, don't catch me anymore!" The boy's figure stopped. "Hmph, I think you just don't want to make me happy, even catching a butterfly is pushing back and forth." Seeing the coquettish look on the woman's face, the boy couldn't help but choke. How much he wanted to tell her that as long as she was happy, he would rather be broken for her. He didn't want to catch these butterflies because he didn't want to watch them, locked up like she was.Shut in a net cage made of rich gauze. But he couldn't say anything because he was mute. Seeing his dumbfounded look, the woman chuckled and pulled him to sit under the shade of a tree.The light green shade wrapped in the sun shone down, as if it was the shirt she was wearing. The woman sighed faintly.Her fingers were intertwined in the sunlight, as if they were also dyed a layer of green. "My lord hasn't been to Qingxiang Building for a long time. I only saw him once these days. I heard that the Japanese soldiers are coming, and my lord is busy defending all day long..." There was a trace of resentment on her face.She doesn't care about the Japanese soldiers, nor does she care about the outcome of the Kingdom of the Rising Sun and Goryeo.All she cared about was whether the adults would come to Qingxiang Building.Looking at her calm face, the boy felt a sudden pain in his heart. The woman suddenly laughed: "Long Yue, I heard that the Japanese soldiers are very cruel. When they come to fight, will you protect me?" The young man froze and nodded vigorously. The woman smiled: "Long Yue, you can't even catch a butterfly, how can you protect me? If the Japanese soldiers attack you, run away. The farther you run, the better." The teenager stared at her, he wanted to ask, what about you?But he couldn't ask.Because he is dumb. He also knew that his question would not be answered.Because she is the concubine Aixiang of Zheng Bo, Busan City Prosecutor, and he is just Long Yue, the attendant sent by Zheng Bo to guard her. He had hoped that such a peaceful life would continue forever.Every day in this light green fragrance building, I accompany Aixiang to plant flowers and catch butterflies.forever and ever.He just wants to look at this pale green shadow every day, regardless of the ebb and flow of the tide, the dry sea and rocks. But, after all, this is just the ideal of a little servant, destined to be ignored. The next day, news came from outside the city that Japanese soldiers were found on Jueying Island outside the city.According to the fishermen who were fishing at that time, when it was getting dark, they saw countless boats approaching in the distance, and the darkness almost covered the sea.These fishermen had never seen so many boats, and every boat was full of soldiers holding cannons.They fled in fright and hurriedly reported the news to Busan City. Long Yue began to worry, because the sadness on Aixiang's face became deeper and deeper. Mr. Zheng Po has never appeared in Qingxiang Building since then.The topic of Aixiang can no longer be separated from the war. "Long Yue, how scary do you think the Japanese soldiers are?" "Long Yue, I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers. How many hundreds of thousands are there? We only have tens of thousands in Busan City." "Long Yue, do you think your lord can guard this city?" She was so worried that even her eyebrows were bent. She didn't expect Long Yue to answer.Because Long Yue is a dull and dumb person who can't even catch a butterfly.He was the last one every time in the military assessment, so the adults sent him to guard him.He is a stupid and stupid person.She told him that she just wanted to say it. Looking at her frowning eyebrows, Long Yue felt very sad.He knew that he was dumb, dumb, stupid and stupid, and couldn't do anything, so he could only secretly inquire about Master Zheng Po, so as to reassure Aixiang. He walked out of Qingxiang Building, but was immediately stunned. Is this still the Busan city he is familiar with? Most of the houses have collapsed, and the city is full of disabled soldiers and civilians.Painful groans came and went, and the only doctor in the city was carrying his huge medicine box, busily helping him.But how many of the wounded in the city could he rescue? Suddenly, several fire dragons appeared in the sky, leaping from the top of the mountain outside the city to the city, making a loud bang.A fire dragon smashed on the house, and there was a sound of heaven and earth cracking, and the house was immediately blown to pieces.Several people couldn't dodge in time, their heads were bloodied, and they cried out. This is clearly not a war, but a doomsday cataclysm. Long Yue couldn't help but panicked, and he couldn't help but follow the crowd and rush towards the city. As soon as he got on the top of the wall, his head immediately became dizzy.Under the city, Japanese soldiers were everywhere.Busanpo, which used to be quiet in the past, has been filled with densely packed warships, and the various masts have turned this sea area into a bare forest. On the beach, the warriors were dressed in armor, and the metal reflected the sunlight, giving off a dazzling cold light.The soldiers wore brightly colored hats and ornate armor on their chests and backs.They walked back and forth, constantly removing artillery and weapons from the warships.The hills near the city had long been occupied by them. After the artillery was moved there, they immediately loaded ammunition and bombarded the city.Fire dragons flew up from the top of the mountain and landed in the city with earth-shattering effects. The violent explosion seemed to shake the whole city.Long Yue's face turned pale.It took him a lot of effort to stabilize his figure, and he saw the flag of the Busan Procuratorate flying over the city. "My lord, let's go! This city can't be defended anymore!" "My lord, go ask for reinforcements! We will buy time for your lord!" Under the banner, Zheng Po's face was a little pale, and his energy was almost exhausted by the days of fighting.The eyes he tried to open were full of tiredness. "I am also the ghost of this city when I die, and those who abandon the city and flee will be beheaded!" He let out this roar, and his body was already shaking.At this moment, he saw Long Yue.Long Yue was hiding behind the crowd, dodging the artillery fire timidly. He waved to Long Yue. Long Yue hurried forward. Zheng Bo looked at him, and said in a low voice: "I swear to live and die with this city. You, take Mrs. Aixiang and escape quickly. There are still some silver coins in the wing room built by Qingxiang, don't forget to take them with you." There was a burst of sadness in Long Yue's heart.He looked at Zheng Po.Zheng Po smiled at him: "It's a pity that you are dumb and can't say anything. Go!" He pulled out the treasured sword at his waist and swung it at Long Yue.Long Yue was taken aback, and hurried to Qingxiangzhu. The artillery fire falling from outside the city seemed to be chasing him.After running into Qingxiang Building, his mind settled down and he gasped for breath.This villa located in the most remote and secluded place in the city happened to avoid the nuisance of the war.Here, it is still so quiet, peaceful, with a touch of green. He hastily rushed into the wing room, packed up the silver, and then rushed to the yard, grabbed Aixiang and ran away. Aixiang was sitting on the steps, holding her chin, watching the butterflies flying among the flowers.Her eyebrows furrowed curvedly. When Long Yue pulled her, she didn't move, just looked at him quietly. Long Yue felt desolate for a while. "Long Yue, does your lord want you to take me away?" Long Yue nodded slightly. "Why doesn't he come and take me away in person?" Long Yue didn't know how to express it.He wanted to speak, but he was dumb.He wanted to point fingers, but at this moment, he hated himself so dumb, stupid, and stupid, because he couldn't express what he wanted to say. Aixiang looked at him quietly, then stood up suddenly, and followed him outside.Long Yue was overjoyed and ran out. But the direction Aixiang was going was not outside the city, but the head of the city.Long Yue was shocked. He wanted to stop Aixiang, but he didn't know how to stop it.He followed her anxiously, feeling that time was collapsing and burning. When they came to the top of the city, artillery fire almost set the whole city on fire.Black Japanese soldiers have approached the top of the city.The desperately defending soldiers fell to the ground under the hail of bullets.The Japanese army crossed the eighteen-foot-high city wall as if walking on flat ground. The soldiers defending the city could not resist and retreated steadily. Only Lord Zheng Po's banner still stands firmly on the top of the city.The shouts and shouts of Mr. Zheng Bo during the battle are still stirring on the top of the city like a horn. Aixiang lifted the corner of her skirt and ran towards Zheng Po. Long Yue looked at her in surprise, not understanding why she ran into the raging flames of war.She is like a butterfly, fluttering towards the golden furnace.But he clearly saw a smile on her face. The city fell apart in the sound of her brisk footsteps. Zheng Bo was shocked when he saw her.He shouted and wanted to stop her, but the fierce artillery fire penetrated his body the moment he gave up his defense, leaving him devastated.The long knife broke, and he tried to stand up, but fell to the ground.Blood seemed to explode from his body, dyeing the sky red. Aixiang knelt down in front of him and picked up his body. At that moment, there was still that smile on her face, but it was so empty and silent.She is always light green, like an elf flying in the air, but at this moment, she is polluted by dust.She grabbed the broken knife in Zheng Po's hand, and a tear dripped from the corner of her eye. Long Yue watched this scene in horror.He rushed towards Ai Xiang vigorously. However, he could only watch helplessly as the severed knife was buried in Aixiang's body.Aixiang's smile was silent at that moment, and even the artillery fire of Burning City couldn't penetrate it. Only the last words reached his heart. "Long Yue, run!" But he couldn't hear anything.He wobbled, and just wanted to run over to Aixiang's side.But the journey is so far away that he will never reach the end.He screamed hoarsely, at this moment, he hated himself so much, why couldn't he speak, why couldn't he speak. Otherwise, she would never hear. There will be no more results in his life. A ray of pain came from his waist, it was a samurai sword, piercing through his flesh and blood.Long Yue lowered his head, watching the cold light raging in his body, a burst of anger suddenly surged in his heart.He looked up sharply. Those who attacked Busan Castle were all warriors who had experienced many battles during the Warring States Period.But at this moment, a burst of panic flashed through their hearts.This boy's eyes were like that of a ghost. They watched helplessly as he struggled to pull out the samurai sword embedded in his waist, and slashed at them with a bloody storm.That samurai sword seemed to be forged from the curse of a demon, and it had been tempered in the flames of war to become sharp with hatred, which could not be stopped no matter what. Dozens of people fell under this knife.Fresh blood flowed from Long Yue's body like a river, but he, like a non-flesh body, only waved his knife frantically, hacking more people to death. This is simply hell. Even these murderous warriors did not dare to approach him, and attacked him with bows, arrows and artillery from a distance. Finally, Long Yue could no longer wield the knives in his hands, and the warriors rushed up immediately, and dozens of knives stabbed him at the same time.Long Yue let out a miserable howl, and the knife fell to the ground with a clatter. He didn't resist, but moved forward with difficulty. Everyone was shocked by the tragic aura emanating from him, and watched him move forward step by step. This person should have died long ago.With such a serious injury, anyone deserves to die dozens of times. He knelt down slowly, before the banner. Below the banner are two people embracing each other.He stretched out his hand, as if wanting to separate them, but the moment he touched the woman, he stopped.He stretched out his sleeves, as if he wanted to wipe away the blood from the flames of war for the woman, and restore the faint green color on her body, but his strength disappeared rapidly at this moment. Two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes. Just because I am dumb, I can't say I love you. Will you let me be buried beside you?I will guard you forever. "Long Yue, help me catch this butterfly!" "Long Yue, don't step on that flower." "Long Yue, you are really useless, you haven't caught it for so long." There seemed to be such a sweet call in the young man's ear again, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his outstretched hand was suddenly stopped. At that time, Busan City fell. At that time, the Goryeo War began.