"When we return to Luocheng, we will reorganize our team and fight again. That way we will still have a breath left!"
Who wants to.
Liu Zheng continued to shake his head and said calmly: "No, wait, wait some more."
"If I can't wait any longer, I will actually pile the corpses of the soldiers into a mountain! Let's see if the Japanese cavalry can still kill them!"
There was a rare coldness in his voice.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Is this Liu Shilang one of his own? Does he want to kill all the last 300,000 troops of the Li Dynasty?
...
"Hahahaha, Liu Shilang, Liu Shilang, what Liu Shilang! Why didn't you beat me Mizuno Masashige until I lost my temper!"
at this time.
In the Japanese camp, Masashige Mizuno picked up a glass of wine and the principal laughed.
A group of generals flattered and congratulated him.
"Dance, dance!"
Mizuno Masashige was very happy because he had just received praises from the Emperor and the General at the same time - a large number of Japanese and Li Dynasty beauties were sent to the country, and they were also beauties who were well trained in singing and dancing. Suddenly, the sound of silk and bamboo was heard, and the beauties started to dance.
, these Japanese generals all looked intoxicated.
The camp of the Japanese country was also enjoying the beauties sent from the country. For a while, drinking, singing, and all kinds of indescribable sounds came and went.
Liu Shilang......
It’s just a stepping stone under your own feet!
He, Mizuno Masashige, must become the greatest person in Japan!
The greatest!
He wanted to take back hundreds of times the humiliation that Liu Shilang had brought to him in the Longyan Dynasty!
Sudden.
Holding two plump beauties in his arms, a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Tomorrow, the whole army will attack!"
The generals also became excited one by one.
"Hi!"
...
This night.
On a small hill, there were more than a dozen men in black lying on their backs.
Even though the moon is like a silver plate tonight, I can't see their existence clearly. There are only pairs of eyes, looking for something in the darkness.
One of them had a graceful figure. His usual white clothes were replaced by black clothes that looked heroic.
She is Lu Yao.
The Wulin Rangers were formed by her.
She was here today to ambush a small group of Japanese pirates. This group, with about a hundred people, had just massacred a small village.
At this time, Lu Yao felt that her swordsmanship had improved by leaps and bounds.
Of course she knows why.
In the words of Longyan's Liu Shilang, his situation has opened up.
Well, it's open.
The way of the sword is like the way of humanity, and the way of the sword is like the way of heaven.
Now Lu Yao realizes how childish and ridiculous his previous blind killing, blind hatred, and blind practice of killing techniques were.
She used to hate men.
She hates men because of her damn father.
However.
She suddenly wanted to give it a try. What would she do if she were a man?
When it comes to hatred, you need to understand it first, and then decide whether to continue to hate.
This is what Liu Shilang told her.
So, she began to try her best to change her state of mind to that of a man, began to consider the issues that men considered, and began to do what men should do.
for example.
Kill the Japanese pirates.
She was a little dissatisfied with Liu Shilang's "An Message to the Japanese". What does a bloody man mean? Who says women can't do it?
So here she comes.
She felt that only by doing these things better than men could she be qualified to hate and continue to slaughter those men.
In the night, no one moves.
Those who are qualified for her to be led by Lu Yao are naturally masters among martial arts people, who have a deep understanding of the art of turtle breath.