"Tomorrow, you will trick me, the lonely king, into opening the gate of Yamatai City. Do you understand?"
After the cloud and rain passed, Xiang Ji, who was relaxed, lay comfortably on the woman's lap.
After hearing Xiang Ji's order, Beimihu could not help but tremble.
Although, she also looks down on the Japanese who have not yet fully evolved in this era.
But, after all, they are also her compatriots!
Himihu was already very clear about Xiang Ji's purpose, which was to destroy his own race.
However, she is just a woman, and she is also a woman who has no ability to resist Xiang Yu.
Himiko had no choice but to surrender.
Unless she doesn't care about her own life.
On one side are the compatriots who can never see their future, and on the other side are their own lives.
Himihu chose the latter.
"As you command, Master~"
After all, this man allowed himself to experience unprecedented satisfaction.
This is much better than those modern "Kato birds" who take pills.
Moreover, Japanese people have a servile nature. When facing someone who is far more powerful than themselves, they will naturally choose to submit to the other party.
After being whipped by Xiang Ji all night, Beimihu surrendered both physically and mentally at Xiang Ji's feet.
Xiang Ji was deeply satisfied with the woman's answers and performance.
As expected of a professional, just different.
You know, ordinary women, even women like Liu Xiu who have dealt with many kinds of men, will never be able to bring Xiang Ji such humbling pleasure.
This is called true professionalism!
Whether it is cooperation or flattery, they are not on the same level at all.
"Very good, after King Gu captures Yamatai, you can issue a summons to all the Japanese.
Remember, all Japanese, regardless of age or sex, must be summoned to Yamatai, is that clear?"
Now that he has captured the Japanese queen, Xiang Ji will naturally use her to the end.
Instead of leading the Canglong Cavalry to clean up everywhere, it would be better to let the queen directly deceive everyone and capture them all once and for all.
Only this time, Himihu did not immediately agree to his promise.
kindness?
Feeling that the woman under him was still shaking, but instead of answering his words, Xiang Ji became angry.
This Japanese bitch still needs training.
Xiang Ji stood up, ignoring Bei Mihu's pale face, and pinched his chin firmly with his hands.
"What! Do you want to resist the lonely king?"
Seeing the furious Xiang Ji, Beimihu trembled even more violently.
Although in Himiko's view, the lives and deaths of these incompletely evolved Japanese people, whom she even despised, were not worthy of her concern at all.
But no matter what, she is just a woman, a woman who has never truly experienced the bloody cruelty of ancient times.
How could Himihu not feel fear when he suddenly heard Xiang Ji's request?
After all, the purpose of Xiang Ji's request is too obvious. It is obviously to massacre all the Japanese!
Although he didn't care about the life and death of those people, and even because he came to this era, he couldn't care about what would happen hundreds of thousands of years in the future. Himihu didn't care much about the concept of race.
But she really couldn't accept it when she was asked to be the executioner who would exterminate her own race and slaughter tens or hundreds of thousands of people.
"Crack!"
With a loud mouth, Himihu finally woke up from his fear.
"Master! Master! Do we have to kill them all?"
Holding back his fear, Himihu made his last resistance.
If, if this terrifying devil-like man still refuses, then you will have to do what he asks.
After all, whether it’s race, the intolerance in one’s heart, or anything else, it’s not as important as one’s name, right?
As a woman, after losing her own power, it would be difficult to survive in this era if she did not rely on Xiang Yu.
silence......
Himihu, who was waiting for the verdict, felt his heart sinking.
Why? Why doesn’t this terrifying devil speak? Is he really angry?
Thinking of this, Himihu immediately regretted it.
If this really made the Demon King angry, wouldn't he be in trouble?
But just when Himihu was about to open his mouth to pray, Xiang Ji, who was deep in thought, spoke.
"If you can order all these Japanese to mine silver mines for me, the lonely king, then you don't have to kill them all."
Yes, when Beimihu spoke out against him, Xiang Ji was really angry, and even had the desire to strangle the woman in front of him to death.
But suddenly, a spiritual light appeared in Xiang Ji's mind.
The Japanese country seems to be very productive in silver mines, right?
You know, silver in the mainland at this time is more precious than gold, just because silver mines are really rare in the mainland.
If you can use these Japanese as slaves to mine silver mines for yourself, it will indeed be more beneficial than killing them.
Of course, Xiang Ji also knew that all of this was predicated on humiliation.
After all, he is the invader, and he cannot stay here forever, and even garrisoning troops is unrealistic.
Then, we need an existence that can make all Japanese people obey orders.
And this person is right in front of him.
As long as this Himihu can make those Japanese mine silver mines obediently, then Xiang Ji can keep all the mature men and use them as slaves.
As for the women? Of course, it’s still the previous plan, take them all away!
Yes, just take them all away.
As long as these Japanese have no women, they will naturally be unable to continue to reproduce.
I believe that after at most two generations, the Japanese will naturally become extinct.
This kind of waste utilization is always better than letting Canglongqi sacrifice his butcher knife.
"Master! Thank you, master! Thank you, master!"
Master, please rest assured, I will definitely make those Japanese obedient!"
Hearing Xiang Ji's words, Bimihu was overjoyed.
Although she also understood what Xiang Ji meant, such Japanese people could not escape the fate of being exterminated.
But at least, he won't die by his own hands.
This is enough for Himiko.
As long as it doesn't cause him to have nightmares every night, Himihu doesn't bother to pay attention to these lowly and inferior people.
With one kick, Xiang Ji kicked aside the woman who kept kneeling before him.
"Is this how to thank Master?"
Obviously, Xiang Ji became interested again when he saw Himihu, who was wearing a witch's robe and had an exquisite figure.
A flirtatious look passed by. Bei Mihu, who was extremely professional in this matter, didn't know what Xiang Ji was thinking.
In the Chu army's camp and in Xiang Ji's tent, a pleasant chant could be heard again.