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Chapter 289 Die without regrets

The fire blunderbuss was like a flaming snake in the darkness.

Standing on the bow of the boat, you can hear the screams of Zhou people. Ping Shizhang showed a satisfied smile. This time, his decision was not wrong. The talent of their Ping clan has withered over the years, and the glory of the clan has long been lost. What's more,

The territory was invaded by the newly rising families, and they had no choice but to move away from the old territory with their clansmen, just to avoid disaster.

Many people thought that the Ping clan was doomed, but the three brothers did not give up. While fighting everywhere and forming alliances with other clans, they had stabilized the family's status. However, he knew that if he stopped moving forward, he would definitely be annexed.

At this moment, God sent the White Dragon King.

Such a pirate with a fleet and firearms will definitely become a new force. The most important thing is that the White Dragon King is far-sighted and has no plans left. As long as he befriends the White Dragon King, the Ping family can take advantage of the opportunity to restore the family's glory.

The White Dragon King did not disappoint them, and successfully caused civil strife in Da Zhou. They took this opportunity to attack Da Zhou. As long as the battle was successful, their Ping clan would be respected by others, and samurai and ronin would rush to join him.

Although the use of Zhou people as blackmail to launch a surprise attack on Changzhou failed, the real confrontation this time was just as the White Dragon King expected. The Marquis of Anyi of Great Zhou had already been trapped by them.

No matter how brave a trapped beast is, it will eventually be killed. This credit will definitely fall on the Ping family. This is the reward given to the Ping family by the White Dragon King.

His second brother and the elite of the Ping clan will definitely be able to cut off the head of Marquis Anyi. He is waiting for news here.

"Warships," the lieutenant came forward panting to report, "the warships of the Great Zhou Dynasty are out of support and are already retreating."

Zhang Pingshi's eyes lit up: "Have our ships continued to pursue us? We must be on guard against reinforcements from Dazhou."

"We have chased them," the deputy general said, "there is no movement from Dazhou's fleet yet."

It is indeed a waste. Ping Shizhang sneered in his heart. It is in vain that Da Zhou regards itself as a great country. The Qi royal family has long been in a coma. When he was a child, he heard from his grandfather that the Qi family fought in all directions with great majesty, which made people far away at sea admire them.

, Ping Shizhang felt a little regretful in his heart, not seeing the Qi family's natural grace. Perhaps, as the White Dragon King said, the Great Zhou Dynasty was about to change its dynasty, and they had to take the opportunity to find ways to prosper themselves, so that they would be able to truly cause chaos in the Great Zhou Dynasty in the future.

time to gain more benefits.

After thinking about this, Ping Shizhang turned and walked towards the cabin, where the White Dragon King was waiting for him.

This White Dragon King usually doesn't like to get along with others and rarely talks to others. He sits there very mysteriously. He often says a lot of things, but the White Dragon King doesn't say a word. People can't see what he is thinking in his heart, as if no matter what happens,

The White Dragon King always dealt with things indifferently. This is what Zhou people call innate nobility.

There were several guards standing next to the White Dragon King. The guards stood there with expressionless faces, like sculptures. These people are the dead soldiers of the White Dragon King and are loyal to the White Dragon King. Anyone who dares to do harm to the White Dragon King will be punished by them.

Their lives are at odds with each other. If the White Dragon King dies, they will also kill each other one after another. In the hearts of these guards, the White Dragon King is everything.

Ping Shizhang straightened his clothes, signaled the guard to open the curtain, and then he walked in with a respectful look.

The White Dragon King was sitting on a chair, with an unfinished chess game in front of him. Ping Shizhang looked carefully and saw that the chess game was exactly the same as the one he saw last time. The White Dragon King had been thinking about it for so long, but he had not yet dropped a chess piece. It can be seen that

The White Dragon King was not thinking about the chess game in front of him, but the current situation.

"You're here." The White Dragon King said calmly without raising his eyes.

Ping Shizhang said respectfully: "As you expected, An Yihou has been held back by us. No matter how powerful he is, failure will happen sooner or later."

Such a victory is what they urgently need now, but the White Dragon King doesn't seem to care, as if what Heishizhang said is just a trivial matter.

After a long while, the White Dragon King said: "The opportunity has been given. I hope you, the Ping clan, will not disappoint me."

Ping Shizhang nodded, with a determined look on his face: "Don't worry, Ping can do it even if he spends everything he has."

The White Dragon King said: "After this battle, you, the Ping clan, will gain a lot. This is a given."

Hearing this, Ping Shizhang showed excitement on his face and immediately fell to the ground: "The Ping family is here today because of the Dragon King's gift."

The White Dragon King seemed to have remembered something and shook his head: "Unfortunately, it is difficult to achieve a complete victory with our military strength at this time."

"As long as we can land ashore and kill Zhou people, our reputation will spread far and wide," Ping Shizhang said, raising his head, "Now we are just preparing for the big events in the future."

"Go ahead," the White Dragon King said calmly, "Just understand in your heart."

Ping Shizhang stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly he thought of something: "After killing An Yihou, Dazhou will definitely take revenge. What will we do then?"

The White Dragon King did not speak but looked at Ping Shizhang quietly: "Are you afraid?"

"No," Hiraishi said, "I just want to be prepared."

The White Dragon King seemed even more gloomy without his eyes: "I will arrange everything."

There was some fear in Hiraishizhang's heart, and he immediately said: "I understand, and I will never ask such a question next time." The White Dragon King is aloof and the son of a true dragon. No one can question his words.

Hiraishi retreated in an orderly manner, and then boarded his boat. He watched the White Dragon King's boat go away, and bowed to see it off.

"Send more men to besiege Anyihou," Ping Shizhang ordered. "We can't let the White Dragon King down." Maybe we can capture Anyihou tonight.

What Ping Shizhang didn't expect was that at dawn, Da Zhou's ship was still on the sea, with a big flag with the word "Xu" hanging on it and fluttering in the wind.

The fact that the flag has not been lowered proves that Marquis Anyi gritted his teeth and held on.

Ping Shizhang's face suddenly darkened: "Send the order, and Marquis Anyi must be captured today." If Marquis Anyi is given a chance to breathe, there is no chance that reinforcements from the Great Zhou Dynasty will arrive, and they will fall short by then.

After a while, Ping Shizhang heard the roar of firearms again. Several ships of Zhou Dynasty seemed to be submerged by the sea at any time. The Japanese people surrounding them were already red-eyed and shouted loudly, vowing to kill the Zhou people in front of them.

Massacred completely.

On An Yihou's big boat, someone took advantage of the chaos and tried to sneak away. He might not be able to swim to the shore if he went into the sea from here, but he would definitely die if he stayed on the boat. After taking off his armor, he was about to turn over and go into the sea, but he felt

His shoulders sank, and his whole body was suppressed. Then a sharp blade was sent to his neck. He wanted to beg for mercy, but the man holding the knife did not give him a chance and cut his throat mercilessly.

His blood immediately poured out and drowned him.

"Bah, you useless coward," the lieutenant holding the knife spit out, raised his head and said loudly, "No matter who it is, as long as it dares to be a deserter, I will kill him without fail."

The lieutenant general's body was covered with blood, and he wiped his face with the sea water: "They are just little Japanese people. Should we be afraid? We would rather die in battle than retreat."

After the deputy general finished speaking, the momentum in the army rose again.

An Yihou looked at the people in front of him with a look of relief on their faces.

"Master Hou, your old wound has collapsed. You can't exert any more force, otherwise you will suffer from serious illnesses." The medical worker re-bandaged An Yihou's injured arm, and the blood quickly soaked the cloth.

Anyihou moved his injured arm again, and then held the spear in his hand.

"Master Hou, you can't..." the medical worker immediately stopped him.

"I don't know how many times I have heard this kind of thing. Now I am not standing here properly. You just need to heal your wounds and there is no need to say anything."

After An Yihou finished speaking, he looked into the distance. He had been in danger many times during his battles in his life, but this time he was particularly heartbroken, not because the Japanese were so terrible, but because he was sad for the great Zhou Dynasty. The great Zhou Dynasty had declined to such an extent.

The Queen Mother's family gave the Japanese saltpeter and firearms, and the eldest princess's consort led thieves into the house... all of this was their own doing.

"Master Marquis, will anyone really attack the Japanese?" the lieutenant general couldn't help but said, "The Japanese have increased their troops a lot. If this continues, we will soon be unable to support us. I can't think of anything, but Master Marquis...

...Should we make some arrangements so that the Marquis can have a way out at the critical moment?"

An Yihou's eyes were calm and firm: "It is the duty of a military commander to fight to the death with the enemy. What is the way out?

Everyone, the day has come for us to serve our country. Use all your skills. Even if you fail to win in the end, you will die without regrets."


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