Chapter 267 Yang Zai and Wu Wenhua endured humiliation and finally got the opportunity to return home after three months
At this moment, another "Japanese warrior" with a slightly vulgar face could not contain his inner ecstasy and pride, and could not wait to join in the ridicule and mockery of the Ming people.

I saw him beaming with joy and talking excitedly.

“I heard that the Emperor of Ming was nothing but a coward, weak and incompetent person.

I don't even have the courage to send troops to rescue you.

Haha, haha, ha..."

Then this person became more and more arrogant and even made a bet in public.

"Everyone, please watch carefully. I am willing to bet a full ten taels of silver - the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty will never dare to rashly send troops here!
If he really dares to lead a large army and step into my Fusang land.

Hehehe, then I, Utsunomiya Sadahisa, would not hesitate to drink a cup of hot urine right there and then!"

After saying this, Utsunomiya Sadahisa's face revealed an expression of extreme contempt and disdain, as if he had already secured victory.

As soon as these words came out, the group of Japanese guarding the prison burst into deafening laughter.

The shrill laughter echoed in the air, as if they had witnessed with their own eyes the ugly appearance of the Ming Emperor shrinking back and in a miserable state.

However, this unbridled laughter was like a sharp knife to Yang Zai, ruthlessly piercing his already scarred heart.

Every laugh was like a heavy hammer, hitting Yang Zai's heart hard, making him suffer unbearable pain.

"You are a bunch of despicable and dirty guys!"

Yang Zai, who could no longer bear it, finally couldn't suppress the rage burning in his heart.

He suddenly raised his head, and stared at the Japanese warriors who were mocking him with eyes spitting fire, his eyes full of hatred and contempt.

"Our Ming Dynasty is a great and upright country with a vast territory and strong national strength.

How can it be compared with a place like yours, which is isolated in a corner and as wild as a bullet?
Besides, the great Emperor is wise, intelligent, and majestic. How could he be afraid of a mob like you?"

Although Yang Zai's voice was trembling slightly due to extreme anger at this moment, the firmness and tenacity contained in it were fully revealed.

Unfortunately, his righteous rebuttal not only failed to win the slightest respect and understanding, but instead aroused even stronger hostility from the Japanese warriors.

These guys, like mad beasts, seemed to be completely enraged.

They waved the blood-stained whips in their hands with bared fangs and claws, and mercilessly whipped the thin bodies of Yang Zai and Wu Wenhua.

"Humph, you still have the guts to be so stubborn!"

The leader, Utsunomiya Sadahisa, was furious, and while swinging the stick in his hand and beating fiercely, he shouted, "Hit me hard!
I will beat them until they kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise I will never stop!"

Yang Zai and Wu Wenhua were seen being beaten horribly.

His body was covered with wounds and bloodstains, and his originally neat clothes had long been soaked with scarlet blood, leaving them in a mess.

"There is an old saying in Ming Dynasty that goes, 'He who knows the current situation is a hero.

I sincerely hope that both of you can recognize the reality and stop being stubborn and stubborn!"

Utsunomiya Sadahisa said with a sneer, trying to force the two men to surrender.

However, in the face of such cruel torture, Yang Zai and Wu Wenhua gritted their teeth and refused to make the slightest sound.

Their determined eyes were burning with raging anger and endless resentment.

It is more of a spiritual force that never surrenders, which seems to be declaring a silent protest to those brutal Japanese warriors.

"The majesty of the Ming Dynasty is sacred and inviolable, and no one will be allowed to trample on it wantonly!"

It was a pity that in the face of overwhelming force, any individual's resistance seemed so insignificant and powerless. Yang Zai and Wu Wenhua could only silently endure all these inhuman treatments and wait quietly for the final judgment of their fate by God.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

Just three months of time seemed like a long and bitterly cold winter.

It slowly and mercilessly passed over the devastated hearts of Yang Zai and his companions.

They were like two specks of dust left in a dark corner, ignored by everyone, trapped in the deepest part of the cold, damp and foul-smelling prison.

Every sunrise and sunset became a witness to Yang Zai and Wu Wenhua's endless pain and humiliation.

In this isolated place, they seemed to be ruthlessly abandoned by the whole world, suffering both physical and mental torture in loneliness and despair.

However, there always seems to be a glimmer of hope flickering in the darkness.

One morning, when the first ray of warm sunlight struggled to break through layers of thick dark clouds.

When the rain finally fell into this freezing cold cage, Yang Zai and Wu Wenhua felt an indescribable excitement in their hearts.

They knew that their turning point had finally arrived.

On this day, Akaboshi Takekuni, one of Prince Huailiang's many aides, was leisurely savoring the fragrant tea.

Inadvertently, he turned the topic to the matter of the Ming envoy.

Chixing Wuguan took a sip of tea and snorted coldly: "Haha, I didn't expect that the two envoys from the Ming Dynasty are still alive and kicking."

In his words, Akahoshi Takekuni revealed his deep contempt for the Ming Dynasty.

When Prince Huailiang heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sneer full of sarcasm.

That smile seemed to announce to the world: The Ming Dynasty is so vulnerable!
Then he gave the order without hesitation, "Since these two are still alive, let the Ming envoys return home.

Go and tell them that the high and mighty Emperor of the Ming Dynasty that we firmly refuse to accept any so-called enthronement, and will never obey the slightest order from the Ming Dynasty!"

Upon hearing this, Akahoshi Takekuni breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.

He quickly bowed and said, "I will obey your Highness' orders!"

Then Akaboshi Takekuni left in a hurry, ready to carry out the task assigned by Prince Huailiang.

Utsunomiya Sadahisa, who was responsible for conveying the order, was wearing a gorgeous and exquisite set of Japanese military uniforms.

The bright colors and unique designs seemed to highlight his status.

He held his head high, looking arrogant and contemptuous, and shouted, "Release these two Ming people immediately!

Take this letter and get out of here immediately, and return to your Ming country.

Tell your high and mighty Emperor: Although our country is small in size, we are definitely not afraid of war! "

The cold and ruthless order issued by Prince Huailiang was like an extremely sharp cold blade.

It ruthlessly tore apart once again the already broken hearts of Yang Zai and Wu Wenhua.

However, faced with such a great humiliation, the two did not fall into despair.

Instead, he buried this unforgettable shame deep in his heart and let it burn into an everlasting fire of revenge.

(End of this chapter)