Ancient Drought: The Official Sacrificed Beauties, I Took Them All In

Jiang Tian transmigrated to the Great Xia Dynasty and was immediately met with a drought that had lasted for many years. The county magistrate, in order to pray for rain from the Dragon King, prepa...

Chapter 318 The Despicable and Shameless Japanese Samurai

More than a dozen Imperial Guards also drew their Embroidered Spring Blades.

Shenwu waved to Jiujiu Intelligent: "My lord, quickly take Song Yingxing and the others away. I will deal with these Imperial Guards."

Jiu Jiu Intelligent nodded slightly to Shenwu: "Your Excellency Shenwu, I entrust everything to you."

With a gentle wave of his hand, Jiu Jiu Intelligent said, "Take your people and leave quickly."

Dozens of Japanese samurai put Song Yingxing and his men on their horses, and they mounted and galloped off into the distance.

Lu Wentong was extremely anxious after seeing this.

"Damn beast."

"Those who oppose me will die."

Lu Wentong looked at the horses around him; they were already exhausted.

It was impossible to catch up with those Japanese samurai who had already gone far away on horseback.

The only thing we can do now is to capture those ten Japanese samurai, Shenwu.

If we can capture these guys, we can find out Song Yingxing's whereabouts.

"Great Xia people, I'd like to see your abilities for myself." Shenwu pulled out a smoke bomb and threw it in front of him.

A crisp bang.

A plume of smoke rose into the air.

Shenwu ripped off his clothes and quickly changed into a white ninja outfit.

The smoke had not yet dissipated.

Shenwu then threw out more than a dozen ninja stars.

Biu biu biu.

Biu biu biu biu.

These ninja stars slashed through the air with an exceptionally piercing sound.

Lu Wentong dared not be negligent. He watched the ninja shuriken hurtling towards him and quickly brandished his Xiuchun sword.

Ding ding dang dang.

The sound of metal clashing rang out continuously.

The ninja darts sparked as they struck Lu Wentong's embroidered spring knife.

Taking advantage of the smoke.

Dozens of Japanese samurai charged toward Lu Wentong and his Jinyiwei (Imperial Guards) while firing ninja darts.

Lu Wentong and his fellow Imperial Guards dared not be negligent.

They continuously brandished their embroidered spring knives, knocking down the incoming ninja stars.

The sound of metal clanging echoed through the air.

Some of the Imperial Guards were unable to dodge in time and were hit by the poisoned ninja spears.

More and more Imperial Guards fell to the ground, dying.

They watched as the other party charged towards them.

Lu Wentong knew that it was better to strike first than to strike later.

He brandished his embroidered spring knife and charged straight at Shenwu.

Shenwu neither dodged nor evaded, but instead stepped forward to meet the challenge with a smile.

Shenwu was dressed in a white ninja outfit, and beneath the black mask, his sinister eyes radiated a murderous aura.

"You bastards! I'd like to see just how capable you people are!" Shenwu's katana clashed violently with Lu Wentong's embroidered spring knife.

Another series of crisp metallic clanging sounds rang out.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Within seconds, the two of them exchanged dozens of blows.

After exchanging dozens of blows, Lu Wentong instantly felt his strength failing him.

But Shenwu grew stronger with each battle.

“You, a man from Great Xia, are quite skilled. I rarely encounter anyone who can withstand more than a dozen of my strikes; you are the first.”

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lu Wentong's tiger's mouth was numb from the shock. He looked at Shenwu's smug look and was instantly enraged. Although Lu Wentong's hand could barely hold the Embroidered Spring Blade, he still attacked with all his might.

Dang Lang made another sound.

The Xiuchuntao sword in Lu Wentong's hand almost slipped out of his grasp.

"You, a man from Great Xia, are only this much capable? You've disappointed me somewhat. Within three moves, I will surely cut you in two." Shenwu grew more and more courageous in battle.

Gradually, Lu Wentong could only defend himself and had no power to fight back.

Seeing his brother gradually losing ground, Lu Wenzhao rushed over without hesitation.

"Japanese, your opponent is me."

"Let me see your skills." Before Lu Wenzhao could even reach Shenwu, he was surrounded by dozens of Japanese samurai.

These Japanese samurai were like cunning hunters.

They know how to hunt down their opponents quickly.

This infuriated everyone present.

However, these Imperial Guards were completely helpless against these Japanese samurai.

These Japanese samurai, having waited in comfort, attacked without any mercy.

Amidst the sounds of fighting.

More and more Imperial Guards fell on the spot.

"You are all Jiang Tian's direct troops. Your Embroidered Uniform Guard is known as the elite of the elite, yet you are so easily defeated." Shenwu became more and more excited as the fight progressed.

At this point, Shenwu's dealing with the Embroidered Uniform Guard was like a cat playing with a mouse.

Shenwu was absolutely certain that he could kill all the Imperial Guards present.

But he did not do that.

Shenwu thought it would be good to make fun of Lu Wenzhao and Lu Wentong.

Once we've had our fill, we'll cut them in two.

Slowly.

All the Imperial Guards present fell down, except for the brothers Lu Wenzhao and Lu Wentong.

The brothers' embroidered spring knives were already dulled from the cutting. Crimson blood flowed down their wrists.

The two brothers held embroidered spring knives and pointed them at the Japanese samurai.

They stood back to back, relying on each other.

"Brother, it seems we're doomed this time." Lu Wenzhao said with a bitter smile.

"We finally managed to follow a wise ruler like our lord, but today we're going to die at the hands of these Japanese. I'm not reconciled!"

"Killing one is enough, killing two is a bonus. Even if we die today, we'll still chop up ten or eight Japanese."

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