The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Oshima Sosuke held the broken sword in his hand, his face as pale as snow.

He couldn't believe that the samurai sword in his hand, which was carefully crafted by a swordsmith, was cut off in a head-on confrontation.

The weapon used by the opponent was almost the same as his own sword. If it were not on this battlefield, he would even suspect that the person in front of him came from Fuso, holding a locally made Odachi sword in his hand.

"Careful! Oshima!"

When an urgent cry rang out, a drop of sweat fell from Oshima Sosuke's brows. In his rapidly shrinking pupils, the enemy in front of him had already swung his next sword at the speed of lightning.

Ono Jiro hurriedly jumped up and tried to stop him.

Sosuke Oshima turned around and walked away, trying to escape.

Qi Jiguang's face was as sinking as water, and he took a step forward, which brought him closer to Oshima Sosuke.

The Qi family sword in his hand has been swung out, and the extremely long blade has shortened the distance again.

The silver-white blade cut through the sky, and the light of the sword appeared in Oshima Sosuke's panicked eyes.

His figure that was about to turn around and escape suddenly froze, his feet seemed to be locked, and he stood motionless on the ground.

A streak of blood seeped out from Oshima Sosuke's neck, and then, his body swayed slightly.

Immediately, the head slipped from his neck and fell to the ground.

When his head fell to the ground, his body was still standing on the ground. The cut flesh and blood in his neck was smooth, and even the cut on the neck bones wrapped in flesh and blood was so smooth.

It wasn't until a large amount of red blood spurted out from the broken neck that his body crashed to the ground.

At the same time as it fell to the ground, there was another sound of gold and iron clashing.

"Zheng!"

Ono Jiro was so angry that he slashed Qi Jiguang together with his knife.

A cluster of sparks jumped out from the two men's knives. Ono Jiro took a step back, twisted his body and swung the knife again. This knife was no longer a slash, but a sweep from the bottom up.

Qi Jiguang's face remained calm, and his body kept a bent posture. At this moment, he held the handle of the knife with his backhand and placed the blade across his chin.

With a "click" sound, the two knives struck each other again.

Ono Jiro's eyes narrowed, and a piece of debris flew out from his eyes.

It was the chipped fragment of his samurai sword. He suddenly realized that the enemy's sword was not sharpened!

His knife struck a few inches in front of the handle of his knife. There was no edge there, and then he made a gap with his knife.

The enemy's sword is too weird!

"hiss--"

Ono Jiro took a deep breath and hurriedly took a few steps back to widen the distance.

"Your knife, but from..." Before he could finish his roar, Qi Jiguang had already bent down and chased after him. Without giving Onojiro a chance to breathe, he swept away with his knife!

At this distance, he used the tip of the blade to sweep towards Ono Jiro.

Ono Jiro quickly raised his sword to block.

"Zheng——"

A long buzzing sound sounded, and the Qi family sword slashed across the samurai sword.

Until a "boom" sound was heard.

Ono Jiro's sword, like Oshima Sosuke's, was broken in two!

The flying broken knife had not yet completely fallen. Ono Jiro, whose face turned pale, didn't care much and hurriedly threw the half of the broken knife forward in his hand!

This interrupted Qi Jiguang's next blow, and he turned sideways to avoid the broken knife.

Ono Jiro seized the opportunity and pulled out the knife of the former deputy named "Hayakawa" from his waist.

"Xinei!"

Ono Jiro had never had any intention of escaping. At this moment, he was so angry that even if he died, he would kill everyone in front of him!

At least, I died for His Majesty the Emperor and for Fuso!

He walked a few steps quickly, raised his knife with a ferocious expression and slashed at Qi Jiguang. Qi Jiguang swung the knife coldly, and the long and narrow Qi family knife moved forward rapidly like a swimming dragon, but the direction it cut was not Xiaoye. Jiro's katana!

An inch long, an inch strong, this principle is applicable on the battlefield and is everlasting.

With a "pop" sound, the sharp tip of the knife cut off Ono Jiro's right arm at the joint!

The moment his arm was chopped off, Ono Jiro's eyes shrank and he took a breath.

At this moment, his left hand was still holding the handle of the knife. Severe pain came from his right arm, and blood spurted out from the joint incision like a fountain.

Ono Jiro looked like he was crazy. He gritted his teeth and swung his right arm forward, sprinkling a large amount of blood towards Qi Jiguang's door!

At the same time, he held a knife with one arm and slashed again, vowing to drag the enemy to hell with him.

Qi Jiguang ignored the blood spilling towards his face. He just narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned around and slashed with a knife from the left side.

The knife accurately struck Ono Jiro's left arm.

This time, it was not the left arm joint, but the left arm. Ono Jiro's entire left arm was cut off from the roots!

At this moment, Ono Jiro has had his hands chopped off and turned into a human stick!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Even though he had already clenched his teeth and even bit his tongue, when he lost his arm again, pain swept over him, and Ono Jiro let out an uncontrollable howl.

The Japanese soldiers beside them were unable to go to the rescue. They were being pressed and beaten by other enemies, who also held such weapons in their hands.

Compared to the eleven-man squads, this enemy soldier with only a knife seems to be more terrifying.

Every time they attack, the body is mutilated and the death is horrifying.

As for Ono Jiro, who had been cut into a human stick, his brain was buzzing under the attack of severe pain. He wanted to avoid making such "embarrassing" screams. In his opinion, this was an extremely shameful sound.

How could a soldier of the empire be so disgraceful?

But now, he could no longer maintain his dignity. The blood flowing out of his body made his body cold, and the pain made it difficult for him to see clearly.

Falling down was the best option, but he chose to continue standing.

Until a foot kicked his chest, Ono Jiro fell to the ground, and the screams in his mouth also weakened.

"Kill me, and you will face even more bloody massacres in the future!"

"Sooner or later you Da Gan will be taken away by us! All of you Da Gan people will die in our hands!"

Ono Jiro, who was lying on the ground, faced Qi Jiguang and cursed viciously.

"If you say so, I'll return everything to you without leaving a penny."

"I will kill all of you Japanese pirates."

"You Fusang should disappear from this world. If you are left here, you will always be a disaster."

Qi Jiguang raised the knife and aimed it at Ono Jiro's head.

Ono Jiro, who was tortured by severe pain, laughed ferociously: "Then let's give it a try!"

"Let's see who will win this war!"

"This time, we have staked everything, so get ready to meet our more powerful army! Hahahahaha!"

"Come on! Kill me! I'll wait for you below!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Jiguang sneered.

"It's a pity that you haven't seen the whole picture of our army."

"Today's battle is just the beginning."

Speaking of this, Qi Jiguang removed the knife from Onojiro's face and said expressionlessly:

"The blood on your swords comes from my compatriots."

"And the blood on my sword will come from you Fusang."

"For what you have done, I will make your entire Fusang pay for it."

After saying this, he left Ono Jiro behind and left directly.

Ono Jiro's face froze, and a huge despair instantly enveloped him.

He wasn't dead yet, but the pain in his body made him worse than death.

Unable to bear the piercing pain any longer, he burst into tears and howled miserably:

"Ahhh!"

"Kill me...someone kill me!!"