"The people chasing us are not from the Great Xia Dynasty. They are our own Japanese samurai."
"I never expected these Japanese samurai to be so ruthless towards us."
"No matter what, I still want to go back."
Most of these people who had traveled a long way to seek refuge with Susanoo were now considering returning home.
They're doomed here.
Going back offers at least some hope of survival.
"Yes, we'll leave at daybreak."
"Everyone, we can't go back empty-handed." Many people looked at Susanoo's camp, where grain and fodder were piled up like mountains.
“There’s food in the military camp. Let’s rush in tonight and grab whatever we can.” A middle-aged man looked at the crying baby. “Even if it costs me my life, I’ll get some food for the child.”
"Yes, even if we live to see the end, even if we die, we should at least be well-fed ghosts, not starve to death on the road to the underworld."
Many civilians, looking at the distant military camp, were itching to join the fray.
Among these ordinary people were quite a few bounty hunters.
These bounty hunters are like dogs seeing shit, or flies seeing shit.
They followed the local people all the way here.
They dared not attack the military camps in the distance, but they would not hesitate to ruthlessly kill the civilians.
As the night wore on, the cold wind grew increasingly biting.
All the bounty hunters gathered together.
Fujino Rokuro, who was in the lead, glanced at the military camp in the distance, and then at the millions of civilians outside the camp.
"Everyone, it's time for us to get started."
Looking at the military camp, Yamamoto Shiro said, "With Susanoo guarding this place, we can't go on a killing spree. We can't swallow this insult."
Takahashi Taro: "What, you still want to attack Susanoo's team? That's just asking for death."
Susanoo now commands an army of a million. If we go to fight them head-on, we'll be committing suicide.
Yamamoto Shiro: "A million-strong army is nothing but a rabble. Even if we kill civilians and take a lot of scalps, we've already run out of food. I estimate that even if we go back, we won't be able to reach Kyoto."
"What's there to be afraid of? We can kill those people and eat their flesh. We can still live and return to Kyoto." Takahashi Taro held a piece of meat in his hand, which was frozen solid.
Takahashi Taro drew his short sword and carefully sliced off pieces of the frozen, rock-hard meat, then put them in his mouth and began to eat them with gusto.
This guy's mouth is full of blood from eating.
"Gentlemen, we've returned from the Great Xia Dynasty, and every one of us tens of thousands of people has made a fortune." Yamamoto Shiro looked at the distant army, still wanting to launch an attack.
"Once we defeat Susanoo's forces, we can hunt down these millions of civilians however we want."
Although Yamamoto Shiro said this, no one agreed with his opinion.
Rokuro Fujino: "Tonight, each of us must hunt down at least 200 people. Don't kill too many. We'll continue tomorrow night."
Just then, they saw many civilians sneaking towards the military camp.
These bounty hunters had no idea what was going on.
They were all very curious.
"What are these people doing? Do they want to die?"
"They are now attacking Susanoo's camp."
This Susanoo is no pushover; the soldiers in his camp will kill these civilians like prey.
Just as they expected.
Soon after, shouts of battle came from the direction of the military camp.
To everyone's surprise, accompanied by shouts, the local people surged towards the military camp like a tidal wave.
The entire ground was shaking.
The bounty hunters were all dumbfounded.
They never expected that the people they had treated as prey would be able to unleash such tremendous courage at this moment.
It should be noted that these bounty hunters dare not easily set foot in Susanoo's camp.
But these people who had nothing left had already gone all out.
They are fearless.
"Those damn soldiers don't want us to live. Even if we die, we'll fight them to the death."
“These stinking soldiers eat and drink well all day long, while we can freeze or starve to death without a single grain of food.”
"Fellow villagers, even if we die today, we must teach these soldiers a lesson."
"Charge in, charge into their grain depot."
At this very moment, inside the main hall of the imperial palace.
Not long after Susanoo fell asleep, he heard the sound of a charge outside, like a tidal wave.
The guy sat up with a whoosh.
Two eunuchs rushed over, shouting as they ran, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! Those unruly people have rebelled!"
“Almost all the troublemakers are attacking our camp. They’re all risking their lives.”
Upon hearing this, Susanoo immediately cursed, "Baka yarou! These wretched bastards! If I hadn't taken them in, they would have been killed long ago!"
These despicable scoundrels not only show no gratitude towards us, but also attack us.
Pass down my order: any unruly civilians who dare to attack the military camp shall be killed without mercy.
We will show no mercy.
"Hi..."
Outside the military camp.
The people flocked there like a tidal wave.
Wave after wave of arrows came from the military camp.
These civilians had not yet reached the gates of the military camp.
They were hit by arrows.
These people lay on the ground in vast swathes, like harvested wheat.
However, these people, who had become bloodthirsty, had no fear of death.
They have nothing left to lose.
For these civilians, being able to rush into the military camp and get some food was worth dying for.
Susanoo's forces slaughtered them, which made the already fearless civilians even more determined to fight back.
"Brothers, even if we die, we'll kill those two."
"Killing one is enough."
"Kill two, make one."
"Brothers, don't be afraid, charge!"
Many people carried the bodies of those in front of them and rushed in quickly.
At the entrance to the military camp, civilians collapsed in droves.
Susanoo's soldiers were a rabble.
Aren't these people just a mob?
These people rely solely on bravery, lacking any fighting strategy.
The bodies of civilians piled up like mountains at the entrance of the military camp, and screams and cries could be heard everywhere.
These people knew they couldn't break through, but they still tried.
Looking at the crowd surging past like a tide in the distance, Yamamoto Shiro and his men said, "Gentlemen, shouldn't we do something too?"
"Let's gather all the Qilin smoke and sleeping smoke together, sneak in quietly, and catch them off guard."
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