"General, look! There's a big bird in the sky!"
Several Japanese samurai galloped away on horseback, pointing towards the sky.
Jiujiu Intelligent looked up at the sky.
Jiang Tian rode a powered paraglider and got closer and closer to them.
"Eight teeth, what's that?"
In the short time that these Japanese were stunned...
The Qin army has already surrounded them.
Jiang Tian kept circling in the air.
By this time, Song Yingxing and the others had regained consciousness. They struggled desperately inside the pocket, making muffled noises.
"Release the hostages!" Lu Wenzhao roared at the Japanese.
"Otherwise, all of you will die here."
Lu Wentong took a musket from a new Qin soldier and aimed it at Jiujiu Intelligence.
Jiujiu Intelligence chuckled: "It seems your Lord Song is quite important to you. He was captured by us less than half an incense stick's time ago, and you've already caught up with him."
"You want me to release Song Yingxing and the others? No way!"
The Qin recruits quickly loaded their bullets, and with a series of clicks as bullets were chambered, more than 300 muskets were all pointed at Jiu Jiu Intelligent and his Japanese samurai.
"You dare refuse to release them? Try it! See if I can turn all of you into sieves!" Ying Hua roared.
Jiujiu Intelligent pointed to the bag containing Song Yingxing: "Your Lord Song is still in my hands. If we release him, you can kill us at any time. Song Yingxing is our talisman."
With a swift movement, Jiu Jiu drew his katana and placed it on the pocket containing Song Yingxing: "I advise you to make way, or I'll stab him right now."
Lu Wenzhao and Lu Wentong looked at each other in bewilderment after seeing this.
If Jiujiu Intelligence were to kill Song Yingxing with a single blow, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Neither of the brothers could bear the consequences.
"Wait," Lu Wenzhao quickly said, "Release Lord Song, and everything can be discussed. If you hurt Lord Song, do you think you can still survive?"
Jiujiu Intelligent grinned slyly: "To be honest, we came here this time for Song Yingxing and the others. Since we've ventured into the lion's den, we have no intention of returning alive."
We're just worthless lives, we're not worth dying for.
Jiujiu Intelligent looked at Jiang Tian hovering in the air and said, "If Song Yingxing dies, none of you will be able to explain to Jiang Tian. Get out of my way."
The Lu brothers, Wenzhao and Wentong, were at a loss for what to do. They looked at Ying Hua and the new Qin soldiers behind him.
"You damned Great Xia people won't shed a tear until you see the coffin," Jiu Jiu Zhineng said, and then suddenly thrust his katana into his pocket.
With a soft "pfft".
A stream of blood gushed out from the edge of the katana.
Immediately afterwards, a scream came from inside the pocket.
"Make way," Jiu Jiu Intelligent gritted his teeth, enunciating each word clearly.
The two brothers, Lu Wenzhao and Lu Wentong, looked up at the sky above the river.
Jiang Tian held a musket in his hand. He knew these Japanese were shameless, and he also knew these bastards were not afraid of death at all.
There's only one word to deal with these beasts—kill them.
"Don't make me say it again, if you don't move aside, I'll look at his head."
A gunshot rang out.
A bullet flew down from the sky.
Before Jiu Jiu Intelligent could react, the bullet pierced his forehead, and the back of his skull was blown off.
Jiang Tian quickly shut off the gasoline engine: "Try touching my people and see what happens."
Jiu Jiu Zhineng felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and his entire mind went blank.
This Japanese samurai didn't want to die, but he had no choice.
Blood slowly flowed down his forehead and into his mouth.
The other Japanese samurai were shocked when they saw it.
Jiu Jiu Intelligent is a famous general in Japan. This guy is invincible in the Eastern Camp.
He was one of the Emperor's most capable assistants.
However, these Japanese samurai never expected that Jiang Tian's move would instantly send one of Japan's war gods, Jiu Jiu Zhi Neng, to his death.
"I don't want to say another word." Before Jiang Tian finished speaking, another bullet was chambered. He aimed at another Japanese samurai and quickly pulled the trigger.
With a snap, another bullet was fired. This bullet struck the Japanese samurai squarely in the chest.
The Japanese samurai felt a tingling sensation in his chest, followed by a sticky substance gushing out from his chest.
The man tilted his head and fell off his horse.
His warhorse let out a long neigh and, startled, galloped forward wildly.
Before the warhorse had run far, another gunshot rang out.
A bullet pierced the warhorse's head.
The warhorse collapsed to the ground with a thud.
The remaining Japanese samurai looked at each other in bewilderment, and quickly dropped their katana.
With Jiujiu Intelligence gone, these people lost their leader.
Jiang Tian landed steadily in front of them.
"Quickly check on Song Xingxing and the others!" Lu Wenzhao roared.
The new Qin soldiers dismounted and rushed to the sack.
They quickly untied the bag.
Song Yingxing and the others poked their heads out of their pockets.
"Song Yingxing, are you alright?" Jiang Tian asked with concern.
Song Yingxing nodded.
"You're not injured?" Jiang Tian asked in surprise.
"Don't worry, my lord, I am not injured."
"Who among you is injured?" Jiang Tian saw the blood gushing out earlier; that knife from Jiu Jiu Zhi Neng would have been fatal to anyone who had been stabbed in it.
Song Yingxing and his apprentices all shook their heads; none of them were injured.
"What happened with that knife just now?" The Lu brothers, Wenzhao and Wentong, were so anxious that tears were about to fall.
Jiang Tian rushed to the bag that was soaked in blood. Inside the bag was neither Song Yingxing nor his apprentice, but a commoner of Daxia.
These damned Dongying people have always enjoyed doing things that disregard human life.
"Everyone, listen up, come back with me." Jiang Tian walked up to Song Yingxing. "Song Yingxing, you can't be so reckless in the future. You are one of the people I value most."
If anything happens to you, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Upon hearing this, Song Yingxing scratched his head and grinned sheepishly, "My lord, I didn't expect things to turn out this way. I just wanted to finish building that car and deliver it to you as soon as possible."
"Even if you have this idea, you can't go too far from the city. Just wander around the city."
"My lord, I just wanted to test how far this chariot could go and what its top speed could reach."
"Next time we drive around the outskirts of the capital, won't we be able to see just how far this car can go? You're my precious darling, and there are plenty of people who want to take your life or kidnap you."
Song Yingxing nodded repeatedly.
This time, the Imperial Guards lost more than 40 men in the effort to save him.
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