Maori Yuan was the god of the Maori family. Seeing that he had made up his mind, everyone stopped persuading and started discussing the details of withdrawing troops.
The Mori family has an army of 50,000 in Kitakyushu, plus almost 100,000 civilian servants accompanying the army, as well as all kinds of baggage. It is not easy to withdraw them all at once.
The first thing is the time to retreat. Since we have decided to retreat, of course, the sooner the better. If one day the Ming Dynasty fleet captures the Kanmon Strait, the Maori army will have no choice but to stay in Kitakyushu for the New Year. At that time, there was a strong enemy outside, there was no way to retreat, and supplies could not be sent, so the army had no choice but to surrender.
But we can¡¯t retreat hastily. If we don¡¯t plan well and leak the itinerary, we will be chased by the Otomo army and attacked by sea and land. The Maori army, which has no intention of fighting, will also suffer heavy losses.
After much discussion, it became clear that the most critical thing was to defend the Kanmon Strait. Maori Yuan said in a deep voice: "Send an order to Murakami Yoshimitsu and order him to lead the Inshima Navy to contain the Ming Dynasty fleet, and be sure to keep track of their whereabouts at all times."
"Hi." The retainer responded hurriedly.
"Send an order to Keitaka, asking him to transfer all command of the army to Motoharu, and quickly return to Moji City to take full command of all naval forces. He must block enemy ships outside the Kanmon Strait and organize our army's safe retreat."
"Hi."
"Send an order to Motoharu and ask him to organize the retreat of our troops. We must do it carefully and quickly, and strive to withdraw to the Kanmon Strait before the enemy notices it." Maori Yuanja coughed twice and said: "I feel like the weather is going to change these days. , let him retreat on a rainy day."
Although this would make the Maori family¡¯s muskets and even the Murakami navy¡¯s muskets useless, the Ming Dynasty¡¯s terrifying firearm advantage would also disappear. Once their guns misfire, they are like tigers without teeth and have nothing to fear.
"At that time, if the Ming Dynasty fleet still dares to show up, let the Mishima navy attack them from both sides and make them pay a heavy price!" Maori Yuan slammed the low table, and instantly regained the domineering and domineering look of his youth.
"Tell them not to dare to interfere in my Maori family's affairs again!"
"Hi!" All the retainers were excited and immediately went down to deliver the order.
When there was no one else in the room, Mao Liyuan collapsed like a deflated ball. With the support of his eldest grandson Longyuan, he slowly lay back on the mattress. When he turned around, he saw the dead leaves of the maple tree in the courtyard being blown away by the west wind, and Yuan Jiugong shed turbid tears again.
This time it¡¯s for myself.
He knows that his time is running out. No matter what the final result of this battle is, he has no hope of ever getting involved in Kyushu again in this life.
"Alas" Mao Liyuan sighed.
Sixteen-year-old Long Yuan asked in confusion: "Oh, Jiyijiang, why are you crying again?"
"Grandpa, I feel that I was born too early and cannot compete with the heroes of the world, so I have to call it a day." Mao Liyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, held Long Yuan's hand, and said with great anticipation: "You have to treat both of you well. Learn from my uncle and take on important responsibilities as soon as possible. One day, I must take the Maori family back to Kyushu!"
"Hi, oh Jiyijiang." Long Yuan responded in a deep voice, his eyes full of eager longing. He believes that he will be better than his master!
It¡¯s a pity that there is an old saying in China, which is that ¡®an eagle gives birth to a night owl¡ªone generation is worse than the other¡¯¡
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Moto's order was quickly conveyed through the Kanmon Strait to the Maori Army camp in Tachibanayama, Hakata.
After receiving the report, Yoshikawa Motoharu was frowning and thinking hard when his little brother Kobayakawa Takakage arrived.
Although neither of them has the surname Maori, they are both the legitimate sons of Motori Motori. Just like Arima Haruchun adopted his son into the Omura family to achieve the purpose of integrating the Omura family. In order to enhance the strength of his family, Mourimoto also adopted his second son as his adopted son to his brother-in-law, the Yoshikawa family. The third son was adopted as an adopted son by his niece-in-law's family, the Kobayakawa family.
When the two became the governors of the two families, the strength of the Maori family suddenly increased greatly. Moreover, the two brothers were both wise and brave, and were brave and good at fighting. They were the two brightest flags of the Maori army, known as the "Two Rivers of Maori"!
What¡¯s even more rare is that under Yuan Jiu¡¯s guidance, the two brothers have a harmonious relationship and are united. The famous "Three Arrows Lesson" is an allusion to what Mourimoto taught their brothers.
"Arnie, have you received your father's order?" Kobayakawa asked.
"Well, Ou Doudou." Yuan Chun nodded and said with a gloomy expression: "Although I know it is inevitable, it is really a pity to withdraw the troops like this. And there is no way to explain to the appraisal mulberry and the real mulberry."
"I can only feel sorry for them." Kobayakawa was not as emotional as his second brother. He said solemnly: "I'm here to say goodbye to you."You will know the specific day when they will withdraw their troops. As long as you stay there overnight, you can avoid a lot of unnecessary losses.
Yoshikawa Motoharu did what he said and set out from behind. Most of the generals had already led their troops away, which made him seem somewhat alone. Akizuki Bunzhong and Takahashi Kanzhong, the Kitakyushu daimyo who flattered him to the heavens, all stayed in Tachibanayama Castle and did not come out to see him off.
Although to express his apology, Yoshikawa ordered his retainers to lead thousands of volunteer troops to stay and help them defend the city. But everyone knows that they were abandoned by the Maori family
"My lord, it's time for us to set off." The samurai of the Yoshikawa family moved his war horse. Yoshikawa Motoharu sighed, got on his horse, followed the troops behind him, and silently left the brightly lit camp.
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