Chapter 81: Otomo's Brain
After returning, Kadokuma Ishimune immediately went to meet Otomo Sorin. The two sides talked in the quiet room of the castle tower. They did not bring any samurai or personal servants. Even the ninjas were ordered to guard outside. However, the two did not mention the still unconscious Otomo Munemori in their conversation, as if his safety was not important at all. They talked only about Moroboshi Aomon.

"A descendant of a noble family from Central China?" Otomo Sorin had made many guesses before, but none of them matched. In fact, if the person who said this was not Kadokuma Ishimune, he would have wanted to kill him, because what was the difference between this and fooling the Japanese?

"It's hard to believe, but the possibility is very high." Kadokuma Ishimune was also very troubled by this, especially after collecting enough information.

"The other party first appeared more than two months ago, with only a hundred people following him, and occupied the land of the former Yamada family." Kadokuma Ishimune began to gradually tell Otomo Sorin the information he had collected.

"This is not surprising. Such things happen from time to time, whether it is a secondary island or a main island." Kadokuma Ishimune was already accustomed to this, and even Otomo Sorin had no reaction, so he continued.

"Later, the enemy's manpower increased, and they even defeated the hundreds of people led by Fukushima Masaki. This was the first battle of the Moroboshi family." Kadokuma Ishimune's expression gradually became serious.

"Although the strength increased a little too fast, it was not a big deal. But when Otomo Munemori led his troops there, the other side had not only built a solid mountain castle on Mount Onimaru, but also had thousands of elite soldiers fully equipped with armor and fearless of death." Speaking of this, Kadokuma Ishimune felt that Otomo Munemori was really unlucky. The reason for his failure was not only greed, but more because of intelligence problems.

"The most important thing is the firearms the other party took out. There is a kind of firearm called the Tiger Crouching Cannon, which is obviously a naming method from somewhere in the Central Plains." This was the information that Kadokuma Ishimune got from the redeemed prisoners on the way, and it has now become strong evidence.

"And I saw a temple there that enshrines a very famous god from the Central Plains." Kadokuma Ishimune had long admired the culture of the Central Plains and knew a lot about it. He remained calm after recognizing it and only told it after he came back.

"As for the head of the Moroboshi family, Moroboshi Aomon, although he spoke politely, I only saw arrogance and disregard in his eyes, the kind of look we use to look at common people. Yes, although I represent the Otomo family, in his eyes, I am no different from those common people, and the same is true for the Otomo family." Kadokuma Ishimune's words made Otomo Sorin clench his fists, but he is no longer young. Now he has learned to think calmly and knows that if the other party's identity is really as his teacher said, it is normal to have such an attitude.

"How did the Moroboshi family react to the gifts that the teacher brought?" Otomo Sorin calmed down and asked.

"Satisfied, but only satisfied. The other party did not reveal the slightest greedy expression. He only regarded the gold and silver as consumables and did not even look at the other gifts. It can be seen that the other party's background must be extraordinary." Kadokuma Ishimune said with emotion, and Otomo Sorin also frowned.

This is not good news. It means that the other party is more difficult to bribe, the power behind it is more powerful, and once the other party is angered, no one can predict what kind of retaliation will be suffered.

"Is there any possibility of marriage?" Otomo Sorin asked tentatively. He had many daughters and could take them to the other party for selection. He didn't mind choosing a few more.

"Impossible. According to the information I got, he has never touched a Japanese woman. Instead, he treats a ghost named Xiang with special eyes and gives him rich food and clothing, as well as armor and weapons." When he said this, Kadokuma Ishimune's expression was a little strange. Although the Japanese people's that kind of thing is relatively common, and there are occasional reports of people falling in love with animals, people with plants, and people with monsters, he has never heard of a love affair with a ghost as big as a mountain. This is like trying to stuff a soft boiled radish strip into a water tank. Isn't that embarrassing?

But considering his size, I'm afraid only a godlike man like this can suppress the ghost.

After hearing what Kadokuma Ishimune said, Otomo Sorin gave up, because he also knew how much importance the aristocratic families attached to bloodline.

After the two smart people imagined it, the Moroboshi family suddenly became noble. There was no other way. At that time, the Japanese were crazy about the Central Plains. Even though most of the Japanese had never been there, it did not prevent them from having all kinds of fantasies.

Even the West at that time was similar. In various legends, the East was a wealthy land where gold was everywhere, everyone wore silk, and had no worries about food and clothing.

In their minds, the Central Plains is no different from the kingdom of God on land: vast, powerful, wealthy, civilized, and noble, so they lick it like crazy.

Even the emperor was the same, he went to the pilgrimage in various ways just to get some benefits to supplement his family income.

After thinking it through, although they would not surrender, neither Otomo Sorin nor Kadokuma Ishimune would take the initiative to provoke the Moroboshi family again because they could not afford the consequences.

Even if you know that the other party is from a noble family, he will probably be exiled. If you kill him with all your heart, the possibility of the other party's family coming across the sea to take revenge is extremely low.

Then Kadokuma Ishimune took out the weapon samples provided by the Moroboshi family. The two of them could tell at a glance that these were all mass-produced standard weapons. Regardless of the quality, the output must have exceeded their imagination. It was indeed worthy of being the superior country in the Central Plains, where even a noble family possessed such terrifying strength.

"It would be great if I could buy the Tiger Crouching Cannon. It is said that the Eight Treasures Dahua Wheel fired from it carries a ghost's curse." Although Kadokuma Ishimune now knows what the so-called ghost's curse is, it does not hinder his desire for the Tiger Crouching Cannon.

"It's a pity that the other party won't even let us redeem the big barrel." When he said this, Otomo Sorin felt a little painful.

Even the Otomo family did not have many large guns. Losing ten of them at once was not just a simple pain, but the threat to the Mori family was reduced again.

"The Moroboshi family has the Tiger Crouching Cannon. They probably don't value the heavy cannon, but are more curious. Next time I will ask and see if it can be redeemed." Kadokuma Ishimune was very calm. They then discussed the issue of replenishing the troops. As for the redeemed wounded soldiers, they were actually gone.

On the way, Kadokuma Ishimune knew that most of the captives would not survive, especially most of the soldiers who were injured on their faces. After the wounds became red, swollen and inflamed, their entire heads were twisted and deformed, and their throats were hoarse and wailing in pain, just like evil spirits, which made the people he brought with him feel terrified.

Kadokuma Ishimune didn't know what had injured these soldiers, but judging from the redness, swelling, and festering wounds, as well as the fever and other symptoms, these injured were probably in great danger.

Later, out of curiosity, Kadokuma Ishimune dug open the wound of a seriously injured foot soldier who died and found tiny fragments of rust inside. He immediately realized that these wounded soldiers were completely hopeless because no one could withstand the treatment method of being cut into pieces, and then he made a decision.

(End of this chapter)