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

"Zheng" sound!

A crisp clashing sound sounded, and a spark burst out between the two swords!

Fushan groaned, and a large amount of blood oozed from his chest. He took two steps back before regaining his footing.

Qi Jiguang didn't give him any chance to breathe. He stepped forward with two steps and slashed with his sword again!

Fukuyama gritted his teeth and tried his best to block it with his knife, but severe pain in his chest also followed.

With a "pop" sound, Fukuyama was slashed to the ground by a knife, and the katana in his hand flew out. He fell to the ground, and a long and narrow knife mark appeared on his chest!

A large amount of blood flowed out from his chest, and Fukuyama spit out blood from his mouth with a "wow" sound.

"You...you guys, where did you get these weapons..." Fukuyama asked, covering his chest with his hands and coughing up blood while lying on the ground.

Qi Jiguang raised his eyebrows and walked towards him.

"What do you say?"

Fukuyama was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"No one has done it before. Did you come from...?"

Before he finished speaking, Fushan's head hung down weakly and he died.

Qi Jiguang looked at the state of his death and fell into brief contemplation, but after only a moment, he immediately rushed forward with his troops.

-

"Don't let anyone go!"

On the flank, Lu Bu and others with their cavalry were chasing the fleeing Japanese soldiers!

Different from the previous battle, Lu Bu carried a big bow from the beginning of this battle. At this moment, he looked at the enemy group. There was a place where the Japanese soldiers were the most concentrated. It was obvious that the Japanese pirates' leader was being protected among them!

Lu Bu snorted coldly, placed Fang Tian's painted halberd on the winning hook, and then took out the bow and arrow from his back!

After spotting that spot, he raised his hand and shot!

There was a "bang" sound!

"what!"

A scream sounded from beside Ito Junyoshi, and at the same time, a Japanese soldier fell from his horse, with a sharp arrow stuck in his chest!

Ito Junyi looked flustered and shouted hurriedly:

"Be careful! Be careful with bows and arrows!"

"Protect the general!"

The Japanese soldiers on the side also roared, and they gathered together, protecting Ito Junyi in the middle. There were also some soldiers who turned around on their horses and shot at the cavalry with matchlock guns!

"Bang bang bang!"

Along with a series of roars, smoke filled the air, and several lead bullets were shot into the distance!

Although the sound was loud, these shots did not achieve much effect.

The cavalry were too far away from them, a hundred paces away. If the lead bullets fired from the matchlock guns were to be effective, they had to be within fifty paces at least.

And with a hundred steps, even if it hits, it can't penetrate the armor!

But unlike the matchlock gun, the bows and arrows fired by the archers are much farther. At this distance, there is no doubt that the lethality of the bows and arrows is more powerful!

Exactly at this moment.

Most of these cavalry are archers, and they are shooting bows and arrows one after another at this moment!

Bows and arrows poured down from the sky, as dense as a sudden rain. The densely packed bows and arrows enveloped the sky and shot into the crowd. In a moment, a large number of Japanese soldiers fell from their horses!

Behind these mounted Japanese soldiers were the infantry. They didn't even have war horses, and they were already being consumed by the Qi army coming from behind.

Desperate screams continued to sound on the battlefield, and Ito Junyi's heart fell to the bottom.

"It's over...."

"This battle is going to be the same as Murata's... Do you want to lose completely?"

At the same time as the muttering sounded, just like Fukuyama before, Ito Junyi suddenly woke up.

"idiot!"

"Huang Tianwei! Are you lying to us?!"

“Swiss, swish, swish!!!”

The constant shooting of bows and arrows interrupted Ito Junyi's thoughts. Suddenly, the war horse under his crotch let out a high-pitched neigh. It jumped up, causing Ito Junyi's body to stagger and almost fell from the horse.

Ito Junyi turned around and saw an arrow stuck in the horse's butt!

Half of the bow and arrow were not inserted into the horse's buttocks. The war horse was in pain and ran wildly. There was originally a guard beside it, but at this moment the war horse went crazy and slammed into the horse in front of it.

"Oops!"

The situation was urgent, Ito Junyi quickly let go and jumped off the horse.

The soldier beside him hurriedly stretched out his hand: "General, get on my horse!"

He grabbed Ito Junyi and tried his best to pull him onto the horse. Ito Junyi was about to jump up, but more and more arrows were fired at him, and he was in a panic and couldn't get up anyway.

Then there was a shout from behind:

"General! Stop running!"

"Vote...vote!!"

As soon as this sound came out, Ito Junyi's pupils trembled and he turned his head angrily.

It’s Miura! At some point, he had chosen to surrender. At this moment, he was being held by several people, and he was shouting loudly.

"Baga!" Ito Junyi yelled.

He was so belligerent before, but now he wants to surrender?

Will this enemy offensive give you a chance to surrender? It's so stupid!

Ito Junyi ran quickly in anger, and finally found the opportunity to ride on a war horse. But when he turned his head and looked forward, a deep despair swept through his body.

Unconsciously, it turned out that the enemy's cavalry had passed over from the flank, and the retreat route had been completely cut off.

At this point, with cavalry in front and pursuers behind, Ito Junyi seemed to have been drained of all his strength.

He spoke in a trembling voice: "Let's go...break out!!!"

"Break out!!!"

With a desperate roar, he and the remaining people rushed forward.

-

It's past noon.

Under the blazing sun, birds circled high in the sky, making hoarse calls.

Thousands of Japanese soldiers were kneeling on the devastated ground.

Ito Junyi and Miura were among them. Ito Junyi's face was ashen and his eyes had lost all their sparkle.

Miura on the side had a look of fear on his face and his body was trembling.

Around them, countless soldiers and horses gathered in Wuyangyang, and the weapons in their hands were covered with blood, which was still dripping at this moment.

But at this moment, they haven't taken action yet, as if they are waiting for something.

Ito Junyi murmured absentmindedly: "It's over... Murata and I..."

His words were interrupted by Miura, who lowered his head and whispered: "General, they didn't kill us, we still have a chance to survive."

"This... is already a blessing among misfortunes."

After hearing this, Ito Junyi cursed angrily:

"Miura, you deserve to be chopped to death by them!"

"You are a complete idiot, do you think he will leave us alone and not kill us?"

Miura blushed and retorted: "Murata and the others were killed directly. They didn't take action directly, so they definitely had a chance to survive."

Ito Junyi roared:

"Baga! You are not only a coward, you are also an idiot!"

"You have to know, they must have kept us because..."

With a "bang" sound, a foot slammed into Ito's face, blocking out the second half of his sentence.

Ito fell to the ground and spit out a few broken teeth from his mouth. At this moment, a cold voice came:

"Come, meet our Majesty."

Ito raised his head from the ground and looked at the separated crowd.