"Baga, baga..."
"Hirohito roared helplessly. The former emperor watched his own people rushing towards their country. As an emperor, how could he not be angry?"
"Shoot, shoot, shoot these damn troublemakers to death."
Logically speaking, Emperor Hirohito also has a certain prestige, but at this moment, facing his orders, the Japanese soldiers hesitated.
After all, those were their people, and it would be difficult for these Japanese soldiers to kill their own people.
When Hirohito saw this, he became even more furious. He immediately pulled out the sword from the waist of his personal guard.
"You bunch of bastards, do you still want to resist the orders of this emperor? It's already late. Our only way out is to rely on this Tokyo city and Zhang Wuji to fight. After a long time, that guy will naturally retreat. After all, he is the emperor of a vast country and will definitely not stay in our territory. But if you can't defend this city, you will die without a complete body."
Under the intimidation of Hirohito Hongichi, some Japanese people actually shot their arrows. After the first arrow took the lead, it was followed by the second, the third...
Gradually, in the dog-eat-dog situation, the Japanese who attacked Tokyo City finally suffered casualties. Fortunately, some of the Japanese soldiers on the city walls still had some conscience. They deliberately shot their arrows off-center, only to intimidate, not to kill.
But with 20,000 people attacking the city, the Japanese soldiers on the city walls would inevitably hurt the Japanese civilians below even if they closed their eyes. So for a while, hundreds of the Japanese civilians attacking the city were killed or injured.
With casualties, the attack fell into an awkward situation. The Japanese people dared neither move forward nor retreat.
However, at this moment, the so-called Ming army soldiers who were supervising the battle dealt them a fatal blow.
The heavy arrows of the Ming army soldiers were no joke. One arrow could penetrate both of them if it hit these Japanese soldiers who were not wearing armor.
Just one round of volleys from the Ming army's supervisory team killed two or three hundred Japanese.
As the saying goes, there are jackals in front and tigers behind. The fate of small people is always tragic no matter when and where. But there is no way. This is what war is like. In a national war, there are no innocent people. There are only people who deserve to die and those who should not die.
Under the heavy pressure, the Japanese people could only carry ladders and hold wooden sticks to continue attacking the city.
At this time, there were already sounds of laughter in the Ming army camp, even Zhang Wuji and Zhang Min were laughing.
Neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with what they were doing. When Zhao Min was fighting against Zhang Wuji and even against other rebel kings, she was a little soft-hearted. She wanted to restore the country, so she couldn't bear to kill people wantonly. But it was different now.
In her eyes, the Japanese are not human beings, and this is not the Ming Dynasty. She doesn't care about indiscriminate killing or not. All she cares about is Zhang Wuji's opinion.
Therefore, since landing in Yamaguchi Prefecture, she began to test Zhang Wuji's bottom line again and again. As a result, after testing again and again, she found that Zhang Wuji had no bottom line at all when it came to the issue of the Japanese. Zhao Min even felt that Zhang Wuji wanted to destroy the Japanese as a species.
He was far more ruthless than herself, which made Zhao Min even bolder.
Once upon a time, Zhao Min also thought that Zhang Wuji was a lustful man, and also felt that Zhang Wuji, as the emperor of a vast country, lacked the bloodiness of an emperor. But at this moment, Zhao Min liked Zhang Wuji even more because she fell in love with Zhang Wuji's bloodthirsty side.
After all, she is a Mongolian woman, and she admires men whose hands are stained with the blood of enemies. At this moment, Zhao Min just feels that Zhang Wuji is more compatible with her.
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The expressions on Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji's faces were both extremely excited, but looking at Zhao Linger, Zhou Zhiruo, Yu Fei and the others, these women felt more helpless in their hearts, but that was just helplessness.
They did not blame Zhang Wuji for being so cruel, they just felt that what was happening was a bit indecent.
But this kind of indecency was not something they could interfere with, not even Zhou Zhiruo. Even though she dared to control Zhang Wuji in many things, telling him not to do this or that, asking him to take care of his body and not to be restless every night, asking him to pay attention to his identity and not to go too far even when he was restless.
However, Zhou Zhiruo dared not say anything more about the current situation.
At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo was only thinking about getting over this mess as quickly as possible, getting Hirohito Hiroichi's head quickly, and then returning to the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible. As long as she could return to Beijing safely, even if Zhang Wuji wanted to do something more excessive to her, she would willingly accept it.
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Two quarters of an hour later, the attack was still going on. Because the Japanese soldiers on the top of Tokyo City could not bear to kill too much, this allowed the Japanese civilians who were used as cannon fodder by Zhang Wuji to advance one step further.
Some of them even placed the heavy ladder on the top of the city wall of Tokyo.
"Baga, Baga, this is outrageous. You can't beat the Ming army. Can't you bastards even beat these unruly people?"
"Don't think I can't see it. If any of you dare to deliberately shoot an arrow off target again, I will chop off his head."
Saburo Abe beside Hirohito also shouted loudly: "Soldiers, the people who are now attacking the city are no longer my Japanese citizens, they have already betrayed their country. These traitors are now good citizens of the Ming Dynasty. If anyone dares to hold back against these traitors, I, Saburo Abe, will chop off his head and then kill all nine generations of his clan."
The Japanese soldiers on the top of the city first looked at the emperor who was holding a steel knife and screaming, and Abe Saburo, who was known as the Little Zhuge Liang, and then looked at the so-called people below who were attacking the city.
For a moment, they also knew that the time for decision had come and they could no longer let it go. You know, the Ming army had only been in Japan for a few months, but the casualties caused by them were probably almost a million.
If Tokyo City is forced to do so, I'm afraid that given Zhang Wuji's notoriety, anyone with two legs will be slaughtered, regardless of whether they are human or not.
Under the premise of the city being broken and death, no matter how reluctant one is, it is time to make a decision.
The Japanese soldiers on the top of Tokyo City no longer held back. They finally hardened their hearts and shot every arrow at the people below the city.
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