Chapter 362 The fire of Yan Kingdom will burn all the fusang

"Ah....."

Murata sneered, then blushed and laughed maniacally.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

He slowly straightened up, his face twitching slightly, and his eyes became more sinister.

"I don't understand!!!"

With a roar, Murata suddenly jumped out and slashed towards Qi Jiguang with a sharp sword!

"Then let me teach you."

Qi Jiguang looked calm. Facing Murata's sudden attack, he took a deep breath and then suddenly raised his sword!

With these words, the next moment.

"Click!"

Dojiri was cut off with a single knife!

Half of the blade flew straight into the air. Murata's face froze. Before he could fully react, Qi Jiguang flipped his wrist and hit Murata hard on the left cheek with the handle of the knife!

"puff"!

Murata's pupils shrank, his cheek bones were dented, and even several teeth in his mouth were smashed.

But he closed his lips tightly, swallowed the blood and broken teeth in his mouth, and then thrust the broken knife into Qi Jiguang's chest.

"It's those ants."

Qi Jiguang moved his steps to avoid the knife that penetrated his chest. Then he turned his body, flipped the Qi family knife in his hand, and slashed Murata's arm!

There was a "pop" sound. Although Murata stopped his hand in time, one of his arms was still chopped off.

A bloody left hand suddenly fell to the ground.

Murata's face was distorted, and his tightly closed lips could no longer hold back. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a high-pitched scream followed.

"Ahhh!"

"The ants thought they were numerous and tried to shake the tree."

Qi Jiguang shouted coldly and suddenly closed the distance with Murata. Then, instead of using a knife, he slammed his head into Murata's face.

This hit hit the center of Murata's face accurately. His nose bore the brunt of the blow and was knocked crooked. Two streams of blood flowed out. Even the eye sockets were smashed, and a trickle of blood flowed all over his face.

"Om-"

Murata's screams stopped immediately, and he stumbled backwards, staring into his eyes that were gradually losing focus, and there was a long buzzing sound in his mind.

With a "bang" sound, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell backwards into the mud.

It wasn't until a cold drink came that he calmed down from the buzzing sound.

"As everyone knows, it's ridiculous to think that an earthworm can shake a big tree!"

After the words fell, Murata's eyes that had lost focus gradually focused and saw the enemy who was walking towards him.

As for the man holding the knife, his face was as cold as frost, but his eyes were burning like fire.

"Now, do you understand?"

Qi Jiguang walked to Murata's side and pointed the blade at him.

Murata coughed up a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his face had turned pale, and with only one hand left, he was unable to pick up Doji Kiri, but a sinister smile appeared on his face:

"It's not over..."

"It's not over yet..."

"This war will not end because of our failure today. Just wait...Sooner or later, we will seize this land."

He muttered.

Qi Jiguang nodded, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Well said."

"It really won't end like this."

When he said this, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and then he stabbed Murata's chest with a knife!

This long and narrow blade penetrated Murata's body and plunged straight into the mud!

As the knife fell, Qi Jiguang bent down and looked at Murata who was coughing up blood. Qi Jiguang's face was facing him and he said coldly:

"You have brought the war to our land. Of course, the war will not end here."

"When we leave the East China Sea, the next war will sweep across your entire Fuso! An even bigger war is yet to come!"

"The fire of Yan Kingdom will burn Fusang to pieces!"

"It's a pity...you can't see Fuso's destruction."

"You are lucky."

Qi Jiguang stood up, ignored Murata who was still alive, put away his knife and left.

"Cough cough cough."

Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out from Murata's mouth. He turned his face with difficulty and looked at Qi Jiguang's leaving figure.

In the distance, the number of standing warriors was rapidly decreasing, and the scene in Murata's eyes was also quickly blurring.

All of this is announcing that this battle is about to end.

This Fuso army, dominated by samurai, was gradually dying out in this battle.

An inaudible moan sounded at this moment, coming from the mouth of Murata, who was on the verge of death.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, I died for my country..."

Along with this low moan, Murata's throat rolled, and a faint chanting sound sounded:

"Sakura, cherry blossoms... Under the clear sky in March, there are cherry blossoms as far as the eye can see..."

"Go see the flowers...go see the flowers...go early to see the flowers..."

The increasingly faint chanting stopped abruptly after a few breaths, but the sounds of fighting and weapons hitting continued.

The crimson blood blended with the turbid sewage, and countless corpses were buried deep in the mud. This vast land received plenty of rain and nutrients on this thunderstorm night.

The high-hanging bright moon stood motionless, shedding cold moonlight, and the earth seemed to be covered with flowers of flesh and blood.

Taking advantage of the pale moonlight, Huang Tianwei rode his horse in a large circle and finally approached the rear of the battlefield.

He could even see the military camp where they were stationed.

In a certain direction, a group of people were standing on a high place observing the battlefield, and Huang Tianwei knew that Qin Ze should be among them.

He glanced back at the deep road, then dismounted and ran cautiously to the left. After a moment, he stood still and looked at the crowd who were still unaware of his movements.

Then, he held his breath and aimed his bow and arrow there.

But after some reflection.

Huang Tianwei let out a breath and put down the bow and arrow in his hand.

He turned around and ran towards the war horse again. Without any hesitation, he got on his horse and fled towards the backup route that he had planned before the war started. There, he had already arranged a small team of people to meet him, a total of twenty people. people.

These twenty people were Fuso people and belonged to Murata's army.

But they are not from Murata.

On the way, Huang Tianwei turned his head to look at the battlefield where the fighting was still going on. He brushed away the wet hair scattered on his forehead and turned his face away, his expression as usual.

Without making any more unnecessary moves, he left in the night.

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"General, it's raining really hard. It seems we have to wait for two days before we can continue our journey."

"If there is still rain in the next few days, we should not use troops."

In Qinyang City, Ito Junyi and others who were temporarily staying in the city lord's mansion were standing at the door of the room looking at the night, and Miura said calmly.

Ito Junyi clasped his hands behind his back, frowning, he pondered for a moment and then said:

"But Murata is in big trouble."

Miura curled his lips and said casually:

"If it weren't for the news he sent, I would never have thought that the arrogant Murata Yushi would suffer such a big loss in front of Da Gan's soldiers and horses."

"Murata is hiding it very well. Is he covering up his failure..."

After the words fell, Ito Junyi raised his eyebrows and shouted towards Miura:

"Miura! Why are you still saying such things!"

"As a general, why don't you have any sense of the overall situation?"

"Are you happy that Murata lost? No matter what, he is the same as you and I. We are all members of the same country!"

Miura lowered his head, but his face was still a little unhappy.

Ito turned around and said coldly:

"This guy Murata, at this point, still doesn't believe us."

"I admit that their fighting strength is not weak, but the war is now tense. He is unwilling to wait for us to come to help and insists on a decisive battle with Qin Ze's army."

Speaking of this...he bit the corner of his lip and his voice became deeper:

"Ever since I received the news from Mr. Tianwei, I'm really worried that he will tell me what he said. If Murata loses..."

As soon as he said this, Miura immediately raised his head, puffed out his chest and said loudly:

"General! No need to worry!"

"I promise you! No matter whether Murata and the others can win or not! No matter what the final result is!"

"Me! And my soldiers and horses!"

"I can protect him!!" His eyes were firm and full of confidence.