Chapter 1157 Who is Mei Yourenxing to you?

The battle lasted less than three hours.

Although it was already dark, the firelight burning everywhere made it as bright as day.

The entire Japanese bandit camp was ablaze, and all the bandits who managed to escape were killed.

Inside the Dai Viet army tent.

With arrow wounds to his thigh and shoulder, and a stone hitting his head, Ume Yurashi was forced to kneel on the ground, bleeding profusely from his head and his face blackened by smoke.

"Your name is Mei Youliangxin? What is your relationship with Mei Yourenxing?"

Qiao Ran looked down at the Japanese bandit leader and asked in Japanese.

Mei Yuliang suddenly raised her head, her eyes bloodshot:

"What...what have you done to my son?"

Qiao Ran understood:

"So it's your son? No wonder."

"What do you mean, 'no wonder'? Where's my son? Where is he? What have you done to my son?"

"I didn't do anything to it, I just asked it to guide me."

"What? He brought you here? No! Impossible! My son would never betray his family or the Great Japan!"

Mei Yushin was clearly unable to accept the fact that his son would betray him and Japan, and was deeply shocked.

"What's impossible? You don't believe me? Then I'll let you see your son one last time before you die!"

Qiao Ran waved her hand, and someone dragged Mei Yourenxing in, who looked like a dead dog.

Upon seeing her son's appearance, Mei Youliang suffered another blow.

His once proud and arrogant son was now a pathetic sight, lying limply on the ground like a broken dog.

His face was swollen like a pig's head, and only his eyes, which were just slits, were still moving, so you could tell that he was still alive.

"Rin-sachi! Ren-sachi! How are you?"

Mei Youliang's eyes were bloodshot as she struggled desperately to crawl to her son's side.

Just when everyone in the tent thought that Mei Youliang would hold her son and cry her heart out, an unexpected change occurred.

Mei Youliangxin suddenly leaped up from the ground and snatched a long sword from the Da Yue soldier with lightning speed, stabbing it into Mei Yourenxing's abdomen.

Mei Yuren, lying on the ground, had been filled with hope, but now his eyes were wide with disbelief as he stared at the person who had killed him, his eyes wide open in death.

Mei Youliang's long sword was taken from his hand, and he was forced to kneel on the ground.

But the madness in its eyes is chilling.

"You betrayed your family, you betrayed the Great Japan! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"

It looked at its son, who had already died on the ground, with a look of disgust as if it were looking at an enemy.

Qiao Dajiang, being a father himself, simply couldn't understand this situation.

Why did it kill its own son? Was it because it feared its son would suffer as a prisoner?

He couldn't understand Japanese, so he didn't know what Ume Yura was saying.

Qiao Ran shook her head:

"No, it hates that its son betrayed Japan. Japan has a perverse tradition: if someone does something that betrays their family and Japan and causes irreparable damage, they must commit seppuku. Ume Yoshiyuki blames Ume Yoshihisa for not committing seppuku, so he killed it with his own hands."

"His!"

Everyone in the tent gasped.

This is truly a bizarre country, with such a perverse way of doing things.

Just as Mei Youliang was about to bite her tongue and commit suicide, Qiao Ran shot out a silver needle, and Mei Youliang's wide-open mouth could no longer close.

With another flick of his wrist, a pill was swallowed by Mei Youliang.

Mei Youliangxin immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to move, like a dog with a broken bone.

"Put it away; it'll be useful later."

Like a dead dog, Ume Yura was dragged away.