Otani, who was running, frowned.
He saw the crowd ahead begin to scatter, and the soldiers suddenly turned and began to flee for some unknown reason.
They all looked panicked and ran away in a very disheveled manner.
"What's going on? I didn't see any large groups of enemy soldiers. Why is this?" he wondered.
Anger welled up within him, and Otani roared:
"Baka! What are you running for?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and spotted a figure in the dispersing crowd. The person seemed to shake his limbs and twist his neck before mounting a warhorse beside him.
A loud shout suddenly rang out, startling Otani Hara so much that he almost tripped and fell to the ground.
"Run? You dare to run?!"
"All of you, stand still and wait to die!"
"Today, I will unleash a massacre!"
If a dam that has been storing floodwater for many years suddenly opens its gates and releases water, the raging floodwaters will fall from the heights with unstoppable force, destroying everything downstream.
The rider seemed to have been "activated".
Then, he suddenly appeared with lightning speed and rushed forward.
With a "bang".
In just a few breaths, several Japanese soldiers fell forward, spitting out countless mouthfuls of blood, their swords scattered everywhere.
Otani's pupils contracted, and he took a deep breath, abruptly changing the landing point of his legs that were running forward.
Despite the pain in his ankle from the sudden change of direction, he still turned around abruptly.
Without a doubt, the man on the red horse was an extremely terrifying opponent!
Without the slightest hesitation, Otani Haru chose to turn back and face Zhang Ye, who was chasing him, rather than take another step forward to face the horseman.
Naturally, Zhang Ye, who was in pursuit, seized this opportunity.
Almost the instant Otani turned around, he took a deep breath, unleashed a burst of power, quickened his pace, and then slashed forward with his sword.
With a loud "bang!"
Despite raising his sword with both hands, Otanihara could not withstand the fierce and domineering attack.
He managed to defend against the blade, but not the force transmitted through it. He crashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The moment he landed, Otani knew something was wrong and immediately tried to get up.
But just then, a flying human head fell right in front of him with a "thud".
That was a soldier's head.
"Pat, pat."
When the sound of horses' hooves reached his ears, Otani's face suddenly turned pale.
He lay on his back, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a red horse appear before him, and at the same time, a dignified face emerged from the horse's body.
His gaze was fixed on his own face, and their eyes met for a fleeting moment.
Otani's heart sank to the bottom.
"It's over."
When the voice in my heart resounds—
There was a loud "whoosh".
Lu Bu casually thrust his halberd downwards, the sharp tip smoothly piercing the face of the Japanese man at Red Hare's feet.
He lay down completely without uttering a sound.
Lu Bu pulled his halberd from the Japanese man's mangled face and looked at the blood-soaked man before him, who was clearly dressed as a dried-up human and wielding a large sword.
"Can we still fight?"
"If that doesn't work, move behind me."
"Our army should have already entered the city."
Zhang Ye was startled.
He recognized the generals who had been summoned today, and the man before him was so brave, but he didn't know where he came from.
He asked where the reinforcements that entered the city came from.
Zhang Ye hurriedly asked, "Where do you come from, righteous warrior? Which army do you belong to?"
Lu Bu had no time to say much; he still had a bunch of Japanese soldiers waiting to be killed.
The warm-up had just ended, and I still had a lot of energy to release. I had to kill some people to have some fun.
Then, he dropped a bombshell:
"We came from Jinling. His Majesty personally led the expedition and brought us here!"
Without another word, he charged straight into the crowd, leaving Zhang Ye standing there dumbfounded.
At this moment, Zhang Ye's mind was in turmoil, as if a thousand horses were galloping through his chest, and he was in complete disarray.
What?! That tyrannical emperor actually sent troops to fight against the Japanese pirates! Is this still the same tyrannical emperor?
Furthermore, Qin Ze was leading his troops south, and logically, he should already be engaged in battle with the tyrannical emperor's army.
Could it be that Qin Ze has already lost?
The tyrannical ruler suddenly changed his ways and sent troops to the East China Sea.
Or perhaps Qin Ze made peace with the tyrannical emperor? The condition for the peace was that the tyrannical emperor would send people to support the East Sea?
Forget it! In any case, let's get rid of the Japanese here first!
Anyway, any army that comes to fight against the Japanese is a good thing!
Zhang Ye wondered how many reinforcements would come to join the battle. He turned to look at Lü Bu, who had already gone off to fight, and was secretly puzzled.
This man is so brave, but unfortunately he is the man of that foolish ruler. I don't know whether to be happy or sad.
Without further thought, he shouted and charged towards the Japanese.
In the distance, Jiro Ono, who was observing the battlefield situation from his horse, frowned.
Currently, he has the upper hand, but within this advantage, a scene has emerged that has surprised him greatly.
It was a man riding a red horse, wielding a long-bladed weapon, who charged left and right through the crowd, leaving a trail of corpses in his wake.
Such a valiant person seemed to have never appeared in the previous battles; otherwise, with his skills, he would have attracted my attention long ago.
This person looks like he just joined the battle.
Ono Jiro narrowed his eyes, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. Seeing the man sweep his halberd, killing two more soldiers, Ono Jiro's anger flared, and he immediately pointed forward:
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