Chapter 377: Use the other person's way to repay the other person's kindness

Among the separated crowds, bursts of clashing sounds of armor gradually came.

Ito Junyi slowly sat up from the ground, his eyes widened and looking straight ahead without blinking, his eyes full of anger.

He wanted to see what kind of person it was that changed the former Dagan into the current Yan State, killing even a tenth of his own troops.

If Miura hadn't been shouting for surrender at the end, which caused some soldiers to lay down their weapons, Ito had reason to believe that the final result of this battle would have been the same as Murata and others, with the whole army being killed and annihilated.

And now...

He was breathing heavily, his pale face was covered with blood, and his heart was filled with anger.

Miura, who was beside him, lowered his head at this moment. His body was trembling slightly. Although his mouth was tightly closed, his teeth were chattering. He tried hard to control his body, but found that he could not contain the fear that was gradually spreading in his body. .

He lowered his head and glanced at Ito carefully, but this look was keenly caught by Ito Junyi. He turned his face slightly and glared at Miura fiercely, his eyes clearly filled with contempt and anger.

Miura buried his head lower with a guilty conscience.

He was afraid to the core of his being about the people who were about to come. This feeling of having his life and death controlled by others frightened him and also made him regretful that he shouldn't have come here so abruptly.

At this moment, along with the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, a cold voice also came:

"After traveling across the ocean, a lot of people came, right? How many more are there?"

When the voice fell, Miura trembled all over, and he didn't even dare to raise his head to take a look.

But the angry voice of Junyoshi Ito sounded next to him:

"Are you Qin Ze?!"

"You damn thing, you..."

"Snapped!!!"

A clear voice sounded.

Ito's voice stopped suddenly, and a few drops of blood splashed on the grass in front of Miura. Miura's eyes narrowed, and he saw a whip falling from the side out of the corner of his eye.

Although he didn't look up, he knew that Ito Junyi must have been whipped.

"hiss--"

At this time, he heard the sound of inhalation coming from beside him. Miura still lowered his head, but his eyes turned slightly.

Ito Junyoshi, who was lying on the ground, opened his mouth wide and took in a trembling breath.

And there was a hideous blood mark on his face, and his right eye was bloody and bloody, and blood was trickling out of it, as if the eyeball had exploded.

It was obvious that he had just been whipped across the face, and the whip was very severe.

Miura's face twitched uncontrollably. He seemed to feel the pain, and the vibration of his teeth was also transmitted to his body.

Although he was standing on the ground in a kneeling position with his hands tied at the moment, he finally began to tremble violently, and it seemed that he could not even maintain his kneeling position.

"What are you shaking?" Someone asked, and it was still the cold young voice, but to Miura at this moment, it was simply the whisper of an evil ghost.

The whip was raised from Miura's eyes, and Miura's pupils shrank, knowing that he was going to be beaten.

He immediately raised his head and let out a sharp howl like a woman from his throat:

"do not want!"

"Ah!"

Qin Ze was holding the whip, but he laughed after hearing the broken howl.

Not only him, but Dian Wei beside him also laughed.

"Hahahahaha!"

Then, everyone around laughed and burst into laughter.

"Miura...you...you have disgraced our Fuso!!!" Ito Junyi lay on the ground and cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth.

There was a "pop" sound.

Another whip was struck, and Ito Junyi's body became bent into a shrimp.

"Snapped!"

The whip was raised again and again and struck several times in succession. Junyi Ito put his hands on his head and huddled together.

The crisp sound of each whip being drawn out whipped Miura's increasingly frightened soul. His face was bloodless, as if he was frozen on the ground.

But immediately after, a voice that sounded like an evil ghost sounded at this moment.

"My lord, he is wearing armor. This guy is silent even when we fight him."

"I'll take off his armor and you can fight him again."

"Yeah, that makes sense, take it off."

As the voice fell, a burly man and several soldiers stripped off Ito Junyi's armor amid his resistance.

Miura took a deep breath, so horrified that he couldn't even breathe coherently.

"My lord, how about I come? You take a break, and if you have anything to ask, wait until I finish." The rough voice appeared again.

Miura looked at him blankly, feeling that he had never heard such terrible words in his life.

"No, you didn't do it lightly or harshly. You can kill him with just one whip. There is another one. You can beat him later." Looking at Dian Wei who was eager to try, Qin Zeyun said calmly. As he spoke, he whipped him again. A few whips.

This time, Ito Junyoshi let out a high-pitched scream.

"Ahhhh!"

But then, the sound became smaller and smaller until it stopped completely.

Qin Ze threw the whip into Dian Wei's hand, but looked at Miura:

"you......"

As soon as he said a word, Miura immediately knocked his head on the ground, followed by crying.

"Do not beat me!"

"I will say whatever you ask, and I will agree to whatever you ask me to do."

"Don't do it! Please!"

Qin Ze squinted his eyes and looked at him coldly. He stopped Dian Wei who was about to crack the whip, then squatted down and looked straight at Miura:

"is it?"

"You will do whatever I want from you?"

Miura was so frightened by Ito Junyoshi's fate that he had never seen such a cruel person.

When he heard the question, he hurriedly raised his head and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Qin Ze showed a warm smile and stood up.

He raised his head and glanced at the sun in the sky, squinted his eyes, smiled lightly and said:

"What a beautiful day!"

"On the beach, the sun should be just right and the breeze not dry."

Listening to these unclear words, Miura fell into confusion.

There is only one thought left in my mind at this moment.

"Will I survive this?"

East China Sea, Shawan Port.

As the largest transport ship this time, the Zhangjima Maru, like other ships, has been anchored here for several days.

During this period of time, except for a few days of storms, it was calm most of the time. Therefore, the sailors on the ship lived very peacefully during this period, just going about their daily routine on the ship. maintenance.

A few months ago, several battleships headed by the "Izumo" defeated the Ogan Navy in the East China Sea. After this battle, these battleships returned to their homeland.

Today, most of the remaining ships in the port are transport ships. Of course, there are also two small frigates moored in the port.

The mission of these ships anchored in the port, as well as the sailors on board, is to pick up the soldiers who have landed, waiting for them to deliver the plundered materials to the port, and then return to the ship after loading is almost complete, and then return from there. The locals transported troops and horses.

Last month, a batch of ships returned with supplies, and now they are waiting for the next batch.

Waiting for the stolen money, waiting for the people who are about to board the boat.