Then, Murata issued a series of orders, and the soldiers roared in response, their faces flushed and filled with intense fighting spirit.
Then Murata burst into laughter, and the soldiers joined in.
Amidst the cacophony of laughter, Huang Tianwei, standing at the door, gradually suppressed his smile.
He turned around, went into the house, and sat down in the chair that Murata had used before.
With his hands on his knees, Huang Tianwei closed his eyes and let his head droop.
The sounds outside the door grew increasingly enthusiastic, now reaching his ears continuously.
"This time, we will fight with all our might! We will completely defeat our enemy!"
"yes!"
"They killed our men before, and this time, they'll pay! Everyone, get yourselves on high alert and kill as many enemies as possible on the battlefield!"
"yes!"
"Even if you're stabbed in the chest, even if your limbs are severed, as long as you can still move, grab your weapons and hack them down into the enemy's body!"
"yes!"
"This land is so vast. I have decided that from now on, I will plant the cherry blossoms of our hometown on this land! What do you think?"
"good!"
Hahahaha!
"Gentlemen! Prepare to fight! Break through the enemy lines, and then follow me to take over the entire Da Gan!"
"yes!"
Despite the sounds, Huang Tianwei kept his head down and eyes closed, his lips moving slightly as he murmured to himself.
"The cherry blossoms are most beautiful on the day they fall."
"It is indeed very beautiful, but the flowering period is far too short."
He sighed:
"The next battle will be tough..."
"Qin Ze always surprises me."
He then fell into a long silence.
In the silence, the sounds from outside the door grew louder, and Huang Tianwei opened his eyes.
What came into view was a pool of dead ants.
His gaze lingered on the ant corpses for only a moment before he stood up and walked towards the door.
Outside the door, the sky was overcast and the sun was gloomy all day.
Under the dim sky, the soldiers stood tall, their faces filled with fierce fighting spirit.
Inspired by Murata, they shouted.
Murata, holding his Dojigiri sword aloft, was surrounded by the crowd.
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