As soldiers of the empire, how could we suffer such a disgrace?

But now, he could no longer maintain his dignity. The blood flowing from his body made him feel cold, and the pain made it difficult for him to see clearly.

Falling down would have been the best option, but he chose to stay standing.

Until a foot kicked him in the chest, Ono Jiro collapsed to the ground with a thud, and his screams gradually subsided.

"Kill me, and you will face even bloodier massacres in the future!"

"Your Dagang will be taken away by us sooner or later! All of you Dagang people will die at our hands!"

Lying on the ground, Ono Jiro uttered a vicious curse at Qi Jiguang.

"I will return every single word you said to you."

"I will slaughter you Japanese pirates."

“You Fusang should disappear from this world. Keeping you around will only bring trouble.”

Qi Jiguang raised his sword and aimed it at Ono Jiro's head.

Tormented by excruciating pain, Ono Jiro let out a sinister laugh: "Then let's give it a try!"

"Let's see who wins this war!"

"This time, we've staked everything. Prepare to face an even stronger army! Hahahaha!"

"Come on! Kill me! I'll be waiting for you down there!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Jiguang gave a cold laugh.

"Unfortunately, you haven't seen the full picture of our army yet."

"Today's battle is just the beginning."

At this point, Qi Jiguang removed the knife from Ono Jiro's face and said expressionlessly:

"The blood on your knives comes from my compatriots."

"And the blood on my blade will come from you, Japan."

“What you have done will be repaid by the entire nation of Japan.”

After saying this, he abandoned Ono Jiro and left directly.

Ono Jiro's face froze, and a huge sense of despair instantly enveloped him.

He wasn't dead yet, but the pain in his body was making him wish he were dead.

Unable to endure the excruciating pain any longer, tears streamed down his face, and he let out a bloodcurdling scream:

"Ahhh!"

"Kill me... Someone kill me!!"