Setting off without delay, there was nothing that needed to be prepared.
The next day, Fang Er and Li Shimin, along with Ge Luoyang and the special forces team, boarded a yacht and set sail. Chonglou was once again fortunate to be brought along by Fang Er.
As for the Li Tai brothers and the eight women including Liu Rushi, they were kept in the imperial palace under a fabricated excuse.
Some matters are simply too inconvenient to undertake with one's son along.
Fang Er had traveled the sea route from the Central Plains to Wa multiple times during the Great Tang era, so he had a general idea of the planned route.
The ship departed from Dengzhou, heading north, passing Dalian, taking the route through the Korean seas, and directly towards the Iwami Ginzan silver mine.
A yacht of over ten meters was not considered large in this era; at least one Fuchuan ship would be equivalent to several of these.
However, its exaggerated speed was truly beyond the comprehension of this era.
Therefore, after they left, a white legend began circulating among the fishermen along the coast!
It was said that a mount of the Dragon King had suddenly descended to the mortal world, patrolling the seas in the seventh month of Chongzhen's thirteenth year.
Bandits who had plagued the seas for years were all annihilated by the Dragon King's wrath.
A few days later, the white yacht slowly landed on the coast near Iwami Ginzan.
This coast had been visited by them many times, but only during the Great Tang.
At this time, Iwami Ginzan was already under development, with many Wa craftsmen living by the sea, and a large number of Wa soldiers guarding the area.
The moment the yacht docked, it was noticed by these Wa soldiers.
"Baka! What is that thing!"
"Such a fast boat, someone is disembarking, they are Ming people, quickly report to the lord!"
The difference between Ming and Wa people was immediately apparent. Several soldiers turned and ran towards the rear guard camp to report.
Before long, a group of cavalry rushed over, but upon seeing their warhorses, Li Shimin couldn't help but smile disdainfully.
"Kid, their horses don't seem much taller than your Big Horn, do they!"
These were native Wa horses, named Raisu horses, whose ancestors were Mongolian horses from China.
However, like the Wa people, after generations of breeding in Wa, the Mongolian horses had become very small, only slightly taller than Chinese donkeys, and naturally possessed little strength or carrying capacity.
The short, stout Wa riders were quite fitting atop them.
Before Fang Er could even speak, the cavalry opposite them charged forward unceremoniously.
"Baka, are you invading Wa?"
The one leading the charge pointed at them and questioned in broken Han Chinese.
Fang Er chuckled, not knowing where this little fellow got the audacity to say such a thing.
He beckoned Chonglou to his side, pointed at the man who had spoken, and said to him.
"A gentleman uses his words, not his hands. Go, reason with them."
Chonglou bowed respectfully and walked towards the man, shouldering his Xiu Chun saber with its sheath, lit a cigar Fang Er had gifted him, and pointed at the man, cursing him boldly.
"You son of a bitch, you've been invading the Great Ming year after year, and now I'm here to visit you!
Hurry up and inform your so-called Emperor to wash his wife clean and send her over obediently, otherwise, I'll burn your royal palace down with a single torch!
Oh, and before that, have his wife learn Mandarin. I don't like hearing 'yamete'!"
Fang Er: ???
"How does this guy know 'yamete'?"
"Hehe, don't blame me, Your Grace. I just couldn't help myself earlier. I was telling him about Wa women on the boat."
Ge Luoyang, standing nearby, quickly came forward to explain.
Instead of being angry, Fang Er smiled.
"Good, this is good! When we get back, we must talk about this more, preferably to Zhu Youjian!"
Even talk about how the Great Tang gives away wives, that would be a goal for him to strive for!
Li Shimin glared at him displementfully: "Kid, if you want to stir up trouble, just say so. Why beat around the bush?"
"With such a large silver mountain, I don't believe those who pick up grease won't be tempted!"
Fang Er just smiled and said nothing. Silver mountain? By the time we leave, it will be an empty mountain, hehe!
While these few were chatting, the Wa general who was being berated by Chonglou was already furious.
"Baka! Just you few, and you dare to speak so recklessly?"
"Shasu~"
"Wait a moment!"
Before the Wa general could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Chonglou.
"You little Wa, your Mandarin is not good enough. That's called speaking recklessly!"
The Wa general's face turned red, and his anger grew even fiercer. He drew his long saber and pointed it directly at Chonglou.
"That's not important! What's important is that you, must die, die, die!"
After saying that, he swung his long saber and shouted.
"Shasu gege~!"
Upon hearing this, the Wa soldiers behind him immediately spurred their horses and charged towards Chonglou.
Seeing that the other side had resorted to violence, Chonglou was no fool and quickly ran back towards the yacht.
"Your Grace, save me! You promised a gentleman uses his words, not his hands, but these bastards are not fighting honorably!"
Fang Er merely gave a signal to the side. Ge Luoyang nodded and stepped forward, leading more than a dozen special forces soldiers, carrying AKs, to meet Chonglou.
After Chonglou brushed past them, the more than ten AKs erupted in gunfire.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang~~"
"Hee-ryoo~~"
The first sound to come from the opposite side was the neighing of warhorses. After all, even if the Raisu horses were small, their overall target was larger than the cavalry on their backs.
The warhorses at the front of the charge were hit by bullets and fell, throwing the Wa soldiers from their backs, who then crashed heavily to the ground.
"Crack~~"
"Ah~~"
"Yamete~~"
The sound of bones breaking and screams were endless.
The Wa general who had been shouting the loudest was now pinned under his warhorse with vacant eyes. Red blood seeped from the bullet holes in his body into the ground, staining the grass red.
After one magazine was emptied, and as Ge Luoyang and his team were reloading their magazines and preparing to fire again, they found that the remaining Wa soldiers had already begun to flee.
"Heh, spit! Do these杂碎 even deserve to be called soldiers?"
Ge Luoyang spat disdainfully on the ground and then grumbled.
The scattering of the Wa soldiers caused panic among the craftsmen working at the distant Iwami Ginzan.
This was a silver mine, holding immense temptation for anyone.
"Grab the silver and run!
The Ming people are attacking, run, run, run!"
Some quick-witted craftsmen shouted loudly to remind others.
When others rushed to the silver vault to get silver, those who had offered the reminder had already escaped.
When Fang Er and his group arrived at the foot of the silver mine, those craftsmen carrying silver tragically found themselves cornered, while their companions who had reminded them to take the silver had already escaped to safety.
"Stop!"
"Put down the boxes in your hands!"
Ge Luoyang, leading the special forces, blocked the only way down the mountain. The muzzles of the dark guns were aimed directly at these Wa craftsmen.
"Killsanaide kudasai!"
"Yamete~~"
The craftsmen all knelt down in unison, pointing at the wooden boxes filled with silver and shouting.
Ge Luoyang rubbed his nose and looked at Fang Er awkwardly, "Your Grace, what are they saying?"
"I only understood 'yamete'~"