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

"what!"

"careful!"

"No! These people are tough!!"

At this moment, several panicked shouts came from the front, and at the same time, the sound of gold and iron clashing continuously sounded, followed closely by the screams and sounds of several people falling to the ground.

"wrong!"

Qian Shouyi's eyes widened suddenly, and a carp jumped up from the ground.

He pulled out the knife from his waist, pushed aside the tall grass in front of him, and jumped out.

After running for dozens of steps, Qian Shouyi's eyes narrowed and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

What he saw were several men in black robes wearing cold clothes, holding machetes or bows and arrows in their hands. They wore masks on their faces and black scarves on their heads, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes.

At this moment, there are at least dozens of corpses lying on the ground, and without exception, they are all their own!

"Hey, the big mouse jumped out."

At this moment, a man holding a machete chuckled. He was riding a horse, blood was dripping from the crescent-shaped blade, and in his left hand, he was holding a human head.

As he said these words, Qian Shouyi felt a cold air coming out of his body, and he actually got goosebumps.

next moment.

With a "bang", the head was thrown towards Qian Shouyi!

Qian Yiyi's hair stood on end and he hurriedly dodged to avoid it. The man's head hit him hard, but the blood from his broken neck splashed onto his face.

"Brothers, let's fight quickly!"

"To get rid of this matter, we have to go back and resume our lives!"

A sharp whistle sounded, "Swiss, swish!" Several sharp arrows came flying towards us!

Qian Shouyi rushed forward, dodging while shouting:

"Kill them! Kill them!"

The soldiers roared and killed several people. However, although they were more numerous, they were like children in front of these people. Whether it was sharp arrows or scimitars, almost no one could survive a move!

Qian Shouyi felt regretful and felt that he should not have come over. With this move, he could see that these people were extraordinary and definitely not ordinary scouts!

Damn it, are all the people under Qin Ze so strong? !

Qian Shouyi cursed secretly, not daring to stop any longer, so he turned around and left.

"Where to go? Back to the nest?"

A cold shout came from behind Qian Shouyi.

Qian Shouyi turned his head slightly and saw a man approaching on horseback with a machete in his hand. His heart tightened and he strode faster and faster!

Seeing that there are woods ahead, there is already a roaring sound from behind!

Qian Shouyi made a thud and slashed towards the back with his knife!

"Zheng" sound!

The two sharp weapons hit each other, and Qian Shouyi took a breath of cold air. A gap appeared on the back of his hand, and blood continued to gush out from the flesh that was cut open by the scimitar.

But before he could react, the scimitar suddenly turned over, and the arc-shaped tip of the radiating cold light cut into the back of his hand!

"what!"

Severe pain occurred, and Qian Shouyi fell backwards, and half of his severed palm fell to the ground with a "snap" of the knife.

"Hero! Save my life!"

The pain of his severed palm made Qian Shouyi sweat profusely, but even so, he still begged for mercy from his clenched teeth.

But what responded to him was the flying black robe.

The man on the horse jumped off, and the blood-stained full-moon scimitar drew an arc in the air. The eyes exposed outside the mask shone with cold light.

"Quack, quack, quack."

The old crow standing on the branch screamed a few times, then fluttered its dark wings and flew towards the deep forest.

Tao Bao opened his mask, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and looked towards the dim sky.

But soon, he turned around and rode towards the remaining soldiers.

-

into the night.

Above the dim sky, the moon was obscured by thick clouds, and not a trace of light fell to the ground.

The night wind is blowing, and compared to the day, the wind is obviously stronger after night comes.

The bonfire in the military camp was blown by the wind, and elegant sparks would float into the air from time to time. However, the candles in the tent still burned straight and did not waver in the slightest.

Qin Ze sat on the ground, folded his hands on his chest, and closed his eyes tightly.

"call--"

A gust of wind blew into the tent, the candlelight swayed slightly, and Qin Ze opened his eyes.

The visitor was Qi Jiguang, his face was gloomy.

"Your Majesty, starting in the afternoon, there was faint thunder in the sky."

"At this time of year, there are strange phenomena in the sky, and in the end, it seems that there will be a heavy rain."

Qin Ze hummed.

Qi Jiguang continued:

"It's raining heavily, and the military's firearms may not be of use."

"Now that we are marching on the road, it seems to me that these firearms should be put away temporarily and covered with curtains. They can only be effective after the rain has passed and the weather has cleared."

After the words fell, Qin Ze said:

"can."

"However, if it does rain, we will continue to fight."

"In the past few days, a lot of lost ground has been recovered. The Japanese pirates will not give in. They may be planning a counterattack."

He paused and then said:

"If I were them, I might have to take advantage of the rain to launch a counterattack, but..."

"I just don't know if they have the guts."

After the words fell, Qi Jiguang said in a deep voice:

“If it really comes, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Qin Ze nodded slightly and said calmly:

"If that's the case, then it's a relief."

Just as he said this, someone else walked in outside the tent.

It was the scout sent earlier. The visitor reported to Qin Ze the situation detected ahead.

After finishing speaking, Qin Ze pursed his lips slightly and showed an intriguing expression in his eyes.

He shook his head and chuckled:

"Did you move...hehe?"

He stood up, looked at Qi Jiguang and said:

"Give me the order. If we don't leave, we will station troops here and wait."

-

The wind blew all night.

Until daybreak, the wind is still blowing.

The dark clouds that cover the sky are still all over the sky. They seem to be very close to the ground, making people breathless.

On a dead tree, ants were crawling all over the mottled trunk, and they were climbing up high.

There was a "bang" sound.

Murata punched the tree trunk, and a dead leaf fell to the ground, followed by Murata's low shout:

"Damn it! Did they also notice that the weather was wrong?!"

"Stand still, we will be in trouble next time!"

Huang Tianwei on the side crossed his arms and frowned.

"Changing offense into defense, Qin Ze also understands that continuing to march at this time is the wrong choice."

After saying this, he looked at the ants crawling on the tree trunk and continued:

"But the rain is definitely coming."

"If it doesn't fall during the day, it will definitely fall when night falls."

Murata looked at Huang Tianwei, his expression gradually becoming serious:

"In that case, let's turn defense into offense!"

"At night, if it rains, we will take the initiative! Anyway, we must make good use of this opportunity!"

Huang Tianwei didn't say anything, he looked at the soldiers and horses that had been assembled.

In the past few days, surrounding troops have been mobilized. There are many troops at the moment, the main force of which are the elite warriors Murata brought from Fuso.

When Murata came to Daqian this time, as the vanguard of the conservatives, Fuso's local supporters gave him great power.

But now, the army has been prepared, and it can be said that the arrow is ready and has to be fired.

In the afternoon, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and a series of dull roars sounded from time to time.

Murata decided not to wait any longer. He walked to the army formation, held his chest high, and gave the order to the soldiers:

"Get ready for war!"

Immediately, under the leadership of Murata, the army marched toward Qin Ze's station in a mighty manner!

Halfway through the journey, the wind roared fiercely, lightning flashed and thunder thundered in the clouds, and there was an imminent storm.

Murata was riding high on his horse, looking increasingly excited, while Huang Tianwei beside him had a sinking face. He carried a big bow on his back, a string of short daggers hanging on his waist, and a green-ridged dragon spear in his hand.