"But you must know, my blade only kills those I acknowledge as enemies. I disdain killing ordinary people! They are not worthy of being killed by my blade!"
"Only those enemies with names and identities are worthy to be my opponents. To die by my blade is their glory!"
Huang Tianwei picked at his ear, but remained silent.
"I have not yet encountered a formidable foe in this big undertaking, and my blade has yet to meet its match!"
"However, since the Prince of Zhenbei's army is so powerful this time, it means that he has some very capable generals under his command!"
"Although we are retreating now, I still feel excited!"
"No! It's my sword! Dojigiri! It's crying out, telling me to use it to cut down the enemy!"
"It wants to drink blood!" Murata suddenly shouted.
Huang Tianwei reached out and rubbed his face, which turned bright red.
But Murata's voice still echoed in his ears:
"I'm looking forward to it!"
"Looking forward to a great battle with Qin Ze's army!"
"My Dojigiri will slaughter all his generals! Let them become ghosts beneath my blade!"
"Finally, I'll sever Qin Ze's head with one last stroke!"
"At that time, my sword was truly a Supreme Grade Sword! It was enough to be ranked among the Ten Great Swords of Japan!"
Huang Tianwei scratched his head and couldn't help but remind him:
"Mr. Murata, right now... we cannot engage Qin Ze's army in direct combat."
"You...you should take it slow."
"There will be opportunities to fight them head-on in the future, you can talk to them then."
"We... should hurry on our way first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Murata's voice stopped abruptly, and he fell into a long silence.
A moment later, Murata silently put down the knife and hung it back on his waist.
The next moment, Murata's curses rang out from the army.
"Baka!"
"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for!"
"Once we reach Tanwan City, let's teach the enemy a lesson and give them a good beating!"
"We swear to serve His Majesty the Emperor to the death! To defend the glory of the Empire!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the soldiers roared in response:
"We swear to serve His Majesty to the death! To defend the glory of the Empire!"
Huang Tianwei remained expressionless, his mouth agape, and he silently shouted.
——
Five days later.
On the city tower of Tanwan, Qin Mingyi, the city lord who had just celebrated his sixtieth birthday, paced back and forth, looking irritable.
His back was soaked with cold sweat, and the sticky feeling made him uncomfortable. He opened his mouth and moved his lips.
Just then, a cold snort came from beside him.
"Stop swaying around! What are you panicking about!"
Qin Mingyi turned his head to look at the Japanese man, Higashiyama Haruhei, beside him. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile, saying:
"General Ono said that the Prince of Zhenbei's troops are coming, and I'm worried they'll arrive too quickly..."
"Furthermore, General Ono told us to stop them and wait for him to arrive with the main force. Isn't that a bit...?"
Dongshan Chunping's face was flushed red, and he said in a cold voice:
"So what?"
"What if our defenses don't exist?"
"Or do you think we're not enough?"
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