Twenty-two-year-old Sato Ayumi.
Sato Ayumi
Although he is young, he is not good at hiding his hostility. He is like a poisonous scorpion in the darkness, ready to deal a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.
Her father is a killing god, and she is also a little killing god. She likes to torture her opponents the most, and her methods are so cruel that they are outrageous.
It can be described in three words.
Psychopath.
"Have you loaded the goods yet?"
Oda Yoshio said respectfully: "Time is tight, so only the important supplies are loaded. If we wait another two or three days, we can take away more supplies."
"It doesn't matter. Just take the black and blue ore. There are a lot of supplies over there, enough for our million warriors to eat and drink."
"Hi!"
Mr. Sato looked at the endless ice surface, then looked back at his city. He probably would never come back in this life, nor would he see the cherry blossoms in his hometown.
Then plant cherry blossoms opposite.
"Are all the women ready?" asked Sato.
"The Ye family has already made all the preparations. Our warriors can give birth immediately as long as they go there. In ten months, our warriors will double in number."
Mr. Sato nodded with satisfaction. Although there were millions of samurai, there were only a pitiful few tens of thousands of women among them. The rest were all dead. But these remaining women were not good people either. Although they looked extremely fragile on the surface, their methods were no weaker than those of men.
"Tokugawa chose to go north?"
"Yes Emperor, this guy is not very loyal."
Satofu smiled and said, "I wonder if Mr. Ye will be angry when he sees so many of us."
"Mr. Ye shouldn't be angry." A bloodthirsty look appeared on Oda Yoshio's lips. As long as that person went over there, all the members of the Ye family would die.
What qualifications do you have to dare to ask the emperor for things?
"Father, what are you waiting for? I can't wait to kill someone." Sato Ayumi licked her scarlet tongue and smiled.
The mother at the side smiled and said: "Ayumi, killing is an art. You are too cruel."
"Mother, let's see who kills more."
"Since you want to compete, then mother will compete with you."
Listening to his wife and daughter, Satofu laughed and said, "Then I want to participate, too."
"General Oda, do you want to participate as well?"
“It’s a great pleasure.”
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