"Baka yarou".
"Did you beasts kill all these people?"
"You think you're courting death?"
"Prepare to accept the wrath of us Japanese."
Hundreds of Japanese soldiers, brandishing samurai swords, charged towards the Hun cavalry.
Jiang Tian snapped his fingers: "Li Yuanba, teach these beasts how to behave. Use your hammer to smash these bastards into mincemeat."
A few days ago, Li Yuanba tore apart tens of thousands of Japanese people.
Li Yuanba's hammer is now itching to be used.
Upon hearing Jiang Tian's order, Li Yuanba swiftly brandished his two golden drum-shaped hammers and charged towards the hundreds of Japanese samurai.
These hundreds of Japanese samurai were unaware of Li Yuanba's prowess. They cursed and brandished their samurai swords, aiming straight for Li Yuanba's head.
"A short man dares to be arrogant in front of Japanese samurai."
"I think you're tired of living."
"Kill this child, then cause trouble for those cavalrymen."
"This arrogant kid is asking for it."
Before the Japanese samurai could finish speaking, a golden hammer flew over with a whoosh.
With a crack, the sound of bones breaking rang out.
This golden hammer, used for striking drums, struck a Japanese samurai directly in the body.
The man's body, along with the hammer, flew over a hundred meters before crashing into a rock.
Instantly, a cloud of blood mist rose from the rock. Without a doubt, the arrogant Japanese samurai was smashed into a pile of minced meat.
Li Yuanba swung his hammer left and right, and anyone who was hit by his hammer was doomed.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Li Yuanba had pounded all of these hundreds of little bastards into a pulp.
Those guys who were so arrogant and boastful just now are now all speechless.
To these Japanese, Li Yuanba could crush them with the slightest movement of a finger.
Even if Li Yuanba had diarrhea or farted, he could kill them.
All the Japanese stood there, not daring to utter a single word.
They looked at each other in bewilderment.
People kept whispering among themselves.
"Didn't they say that the people of the Great Xia Dynasty are a bunch of cowards? Didn't they say that once we're here, we can slaughter them like chickens and sheep, doing whatever we want with them?"
"This child killed hundreds of us with ease, how are we supposed to fight back?"
"The enemy still has tens of thousands of cavalry that haven't made a move yet. If those tens of thousands of cavalry make a move, none of us will survive."
These Japanese people were all drenched in sweat, their bodies covered in cold sweat.
Jiang Tian jumped onto the car roof: "You little bastards, there are only two paths in front of you. One path is to be like these corpses, with your heads chopped off and your bodies hung on flagpoles or trees to be made into cured meat."
No Japanese person wants to have their head chopped off.
"The other path before you is to take off your pants, cut off your own testicles, and become a slave under my command, Jiang Tian."
Song Yingxing's factory has already begun construction.
The factory needs a lot of manpower.
In addition, Jiang Tian also needs a large number of people to operate cargo ships to transport more and more soldiers to Japan for the war of annihilation.
Upon hearing this, the Japanese were completely unwilling.
"Since none of you want to cut off your own testicles, then our people will do it for you. But our people will be ruthless and cut off half of your bodies, so don't blame us."
Jiang Tian snapped his fingers at Li Yuanba again: "Li Yuanba, you rush into the crowd and beat thousands of them to death first."
Li Yuanba wiped the blood from his face and rushed into the crowd without hesitation.
These Japanese people brandished samurai swords, intending to rise up in resistance.
But they were like eggs in front of Li Yuanba, easily crushed to pieces.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Thousands more Japanese were pounded into mincemeat.
The scene was covered in blood, with blood flowing like a river on the ground.
Blood mixed with bits of flesh splattered everywhere.
The Japanese were all terrified.
They looked at the mountains of white bones, the corpses hanging on the trees and flagpoles, and the Japanese samurai who had been hammered into piles of minced meat.
All the Japanese samurai now understand that it's either death or castration.
"My lord, is there a third way?" A Japanese samurai approached Jiang Tian tremblingly.
A gunshot rang out.
Jiang Tian fired his musket.
This shot blew the Japanese samurai's head off.
The Japanese samurai swayed and fell to the ground with a thud.
"You beasts, do you think I'm just talking to you casually? There are only two paths, no third. You choose for yourselves."
Nobody wants to die.
A Japanese samurai put the scabbard of his samurai sword directly into his mouth.
This guy suddenly ripped off his companion's pants.
The Japanese samurai next to him was stunned: "You bastard, why are you pulling my pants? Pull your own pants instead."
Before the little idiot could finish speaking, a flash of light appeared.
With a whoosh, the handle of his teapot, along with the base, was sliced off with a single stroke.
The little rascal let out a scream and fell to the ground.
"You bastard, Ono Saburo, I have no grudge against you, why did you attack me?"
The Japanese samurai, his face pale, chuckled and said, "Sorry, I just wanted to test it out and see how to cut it. Tell me, does it hurt?"
"Screw you, you don't cut your own flesh, but you cut mine."
Saburo Ono launched into a tirade of profanities.
Seeing that Ono Saburo was still able to curse, the Japanese samurai nodded in satisfaction: "It seems to be in a lot of pain, but he won't die immediately."
"Warriors of Japan, cut with confidence and cut it all the way up, roots and all."
"You can live if you cut it off."
"If this kid were to cut it, he could cut us in two with one stroke."
More and more Japanese samurai pulled down their trousers and put their sword sheaths in their mouths.
But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't bring themselves to cut their own genitals while brandishing their samurai swords.
"Isn't it a bit too cruel to cut yourself?"
"Damn it, I can't do it."
"How about we cut each other?"
"Yes, that's the only way. You cut mine, and I'll cut yours?"
These Japanese samurai couldn't bring themselves to kill their own comrades, but they could.
Now that things have come to this...
They can only cut each other.
With a whoosh, someone took the lead and started switching.
"Ouch, you bastard, you went too far with your knife! You not only cut off my teapot, but you also cut off a piece of flesh from my stomach."
"You bastard, you only cut off half of my testicles. I'll fight you to the death!"
"Come on, let's hurt each other."
"I'm going to cut you up."
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