"It's not that I'm afraid of dying, it's that I don't want our people to die here in vain!"

"You must order a withdrawal! Just say the word! Even if you ask me to commit seppuku to atone for my sins after the withdrawal, I'm willing!"

"But now, you see, in this situation, do you think we can still win?!"

"General Ono!!!" Oshima Sousuke roared hoarsely.

Faced with Oshima Sousuke's roar, Ono Jiro's face froze. His gaze swept across the battlefield, where wails and screams filled the air.

As Oshima said, at this moment, they were indeed completely routed.

But the strong thought in his heart remained, and he fell silent.

"General Ono! Are you going to take us down with you to die for our country so you can escape responsibility for our defeat?!" Oshima Sousuke asked, his question striking straight to the soul of Ono Jiro.

Ono Jiro's face suddenly flushed red, his jaw trembled, and he felt a mixture of shame and anger.

Just then, a cold voice interrupted their conversation:

"The Japanese pirates have now set foot on our territory."

Are you ready for the next battle?

With a "clang".

The long, narrow Qi family sword emerged from its sheath, a chilling aura flashing across its blade, which reflected Qi Jiguang's face.

The sword is drawn; it is meant to kill!

Whom shall we attack? The Japanese pirates before us.

Seemingly sensing the murderous aura emanating from behind, Oshima Sousuke took a deep breath, a look of panic flashing across his face. But without the slightest hesitation, he quickly turned around and slashed backward with his sword!

"Nishine!!!" came the roar from Oshima Sousuke's mouth.

A sword that looked similar to the samurai sword in his hand came into view.

However, that knife seemed to be even longer.

For a moment, Oshima was taken aback.

The next instant, the two knives clashed heavily together.

There was a "bang" sound.

Qi Jiguang stood on the ground with his knees slightly bent, his hands gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, his face expressionless.

Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, the sounds of clashing swords and spears, and the lingering embers of war, the ground was paved with blood and flesh.

With a "thud".

A broken blade fell beside Qi Jiguang.