My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 497: Kill the General and Burn the City

The dim yellow light swayed, shining on the city wall that was full of potholes and blood stains. Black smoke shrouded the entire sky over Nagano, and hellish scenes of killing continued to appear throughout the city.

Su Chen was sitting in the ancestral hearse, protected by the Tiger Guard and the Shenji Camp, and slowly drove into the half-remaining city gate. Broken arrows, minced meat, and corpses were stuck on the ground, extending inwards.

The screams and wails were still ringing from all over the huge Nagano Castle.

"I feel like I'm alone at last, haha!" Cao Cao stood on top of the carriage, looking at the corpses on the ground wherever he passed, stroking his beard and nodding with satisfaction.

There were many emperors who had massacred the city, and many who had not. Naturally, those who had massacred them all nodded in agreement.

Liu Bei's face showed no emotion or anger, he put his hands in his sleeves and said softly to the side: "The foreign enemies you slaughtered at Changsheng, the people you slaughtered, how are they like you?"

"Hmph, it's better than some people's hypocrisy..." Cao Cao made a 'cut' sound and turned in one direction with his sleeves wrapped around his sleeves.

"Be prepared to tell Yunchang in a few days. He won't come to see me in the past few years."

"Ok?"

Cao Cao suddenly turned back, his angry look just now melted away, and he walked over with a smile: "Mr. Xuande, what kind of friendship between you and me, how can we become angry after just a few words?"

Groups of people were forced by spears, blades, and crossbows to jump into the sea. Tang Jun, Youyan, and Bingzhou soldiers fired into the water with bows, arrows, and repeating crossbows. In a moment, the sea water was dyed crimson red, and a body A corpse floated, blocking the water on this side of the harbor.

In the courtyard, Date Masamune, wearing a large armor and a crescent bag on his head, held a high-quality and decorated sword with his remaining left hand. He had already fought two rounds with Zhao Yun, who was also using only a sword.

Soon, Su Chen's charioteer entered the Nagano Castle government office. The fighting here was coming to an end, and the corpse of the government servant extended from the street outside to the innermost part.

"Date Masamune versus Zhao Yun? This is interesting." Su Chen quickened his pace, walked through the front yard of the imperial palace, and quickly came to the backyard where people lived. He didn't even bother to take a look at the houses and decorations with Japanese characteristics on the way.

A wave of blood swept through the entire city, and screams of screams could be heard everywhere. The Japanese people who rushed into the house or broke up their troops, closed the door, and then the Tang soldiers who followed closely set the house on fire, destroying the people inside. People were burned alive.

"Are there any stubborn Japanese?"

Only Kublai Khan's soul came out with muffled words.

Liu Bei folded his sleeves and groaned, then turned in the same direction.

Su Chen was a little surprised. Normally, once the city was breached, even if there was resistance, it would basically be over by the time he entered the city. Unexpectedly, at this time, there were still people fighting.

There were also some Japanese people who rushed out of their houses after hearing the noise. Before they could react, their heads were chopped off by the white-horse Yi Cong who was flying past.

More white horse followers and string-controlling wolves were riding on horseback holding torches. They were galloping through the streets and threw the torches directly into the nearest house to ignite the flames.

"Maybe it's the Japanese general." Dian Wei roughly judged something through the sound of weapons clashing, "The Japanese general's opponent seems to be General Zhao."

The sky was reflected red, and all kinds of screams and cries sounded from all around the city.

"Originally, this war... should belong to me!"

Stepping into the backyard, the sound of gold and iron hitting each other can be clearly heard.

Su Chen closed his eyes and listened to the conversation between Liu Bei and Cao Cao in the carriage, as well as the laughter of the emperors, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The surrounding emperors who had been unlocked, and even the emperor's throne that had not been unlocked, were all amused by the scene between the two of them.

Su Chen got off the chariot and was surrounded by people walking into the imperial palace. The sound of metal clashing with swords and guns could be heard faintly through the afternoon sunlight.

Perhaps they thought it was too slow to kill people, so after three troops entered the city and killed a wave of people, they began to drive a large number of Japanese civilians and broken troops to the northern port.

On the side, there was a Japanese general, Katakura Keizuna, who was watching, but did not dare to step forward to help.

In his eyes, on the streets littered with corpses, soldiers could be seen passing by with sharp blades, cutting down groups of people running around. Japanese people swarmed on their knees and begged for mercy. What they suffered was still crazy. Chop.

From time to time, he glanced at the other side of the courtyard, where several Xia generals were standing. Li Xuanba, Xiang Yu, Lu Bu, Qin Qiong, Zhang Liao and other generals stood in a circle and commented on the two people fighting in the field.

"I estimate that General Zhao still has one round to defeat this Japanese general."

"One-eye, do you think you are Xiahou Dun?"

"Xiahou Dun...is the one who always loses battles and gets promoted?" Li Xuanba looked back at Qin Qiong and the others curiously.

"Shh!" Qin Qiong glanced at Zhang Liao, who was a few steps away. The latter just smiled lightly and did not show any different expression.

Hearing the footsteps, everyone turned their heads to look at the half-moon-shaped arch, and bowed in unison.

Su Chen returned the gift with his hand, then walked next to them and looked into the courtyard together.

The paved stone slabs churned up one by one with a "clatter" sound. Among the splashing and diffuse smoke, there was a trace of a knife cut. Date Masamune pushed the famous sword Tsurumaru Kunaga in his hand to break through the churning stone slabs. .

The white cloak spread out, and the green sword slashed in the air, making a banging sound.

The swords clashed and sparks bounced.

Date Masamune lacked strength in one hand, and was counterattacked by the general of the Xia Kingdom on the opposite side. The attack knocked him backwards. When he took two steps back, he suddenly let out a loud shout. Tsurumaru Kuninaga drew out his sword and put his backhand on his waist. During this time, he lowered his body and made a lunge with his legs.

Su Chen was quite familiar with this posture. After all, he had seen some Japanese movies from later generations.

"Draw your sword to kill?"

Later films, TV shows, and novels described this move in an extremely exaggerated manner, and even divided it into levels to prove the meticulous and serious attitude of the Japanese.

"Why do the Japanese's movements feel familiar?" Lu Bu frowned.

In the courtyard at this time, Date Masamune was hunched over, holding a sword in his left hand, as if there was a scabbard on his left waist, making slow movements to unsheath it.

Secret Technique: Draw the sword and slash!

At this time, Lu Bu suddenly spoke and said: "Remember, the horse has been used before!" At the same time, Tsurumaru Kunaga drew out his sword. Reflecting the skylight, the light of the sword seemed to draw a bright straight line in the air. Air cutting is normal.

Draw the sword, raise the sword, and cut it down instantly!

when!

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded again. Date Masamune held the sword in his left hand. At the moment when the sparks bounced, he was repulsed by the opponent's blue sword and took a few steps back.

There was surprise on his face... draw a sword and kill?

Will the Xia general on the opposite side also draw his sword and kill him?

He had devoted himself to practicing this sword for more than ten years in the first half of his life. Perhaps it was not of much use in the previous life.

But when he got here, he discovered that sword skills had terrifying power.

However, the sword skills that had been soaked in for many years were actually bounced back by the opponent with the same move. The whole person broke out in a cold sweat. Thinking back carefully, the moment he drew the sword, the general of Xia Kingdom on the opposite side suddenly made the same move. action.

"Little tricks..."

Over there, Zhao Yun straightened up and raised the green sword in his left hand. His cloak spread out and his white robe ruffled. His eyes were cold. "Sword skills require the use of swords to achieve maximum power. You barbarians, please change your mind. Today I will clean up the mess for Meng Qi!"

The moment he finished speaking, Zhao Yun pulled up his long sword and put the blade back into its sheath. He slightly arched his body and lightly touched the ground with the front half of his feet.

The wind blew and ruffled the hair, and the figure that had just stopped in place instantly turned into an afterimage and pushed straight towards Date Masamune.

The latter hurriedly retreated and leaned on the pavilion pillar behind him. In front of his field of vision, he saw the figure rushing towards him with a bow. At this time, he held the sword and drew it. With a cold light, he pulled it out suddenly, and the cold sword light reflected Date Masamune. The moment in his eyes.

It’s a swish sword——

Zhao Yun slashed out with his sword with all his strength, the pavilion burst into pieces, air waves flew, countless broken wood and gravel hit the wall of the courtyard not far away, while Date Masamune stared blankly at Zhao Yun who slashed the sword in front of him .

"What a fast sword..."

When he said this, he lowered his gaze slightly, and blood flowed out along the cracks in the armor. Zhao Yun on the opposite side raised his hand and pushed the green sword back to the sheath.

The sword hilt and scabbard closed together with a 'snap' sound.

Date Masamune's blood spread from his head to his crotch in a straight line, and his body gradually tilted to the left and right. He still had an incredible expression on his face. Then, with a bang, his armor and robes were instantly torn apart by the sword energy. The body also split into two halves and fell to the ground.

Katakura Keizuna cried out with tears in his eyes: "Lord!"

He rushed over, hugging the organs on the ground and the body that was split in half, and cried loudly.

Zhao Yun looked at this man, then turned and left. He was not very interested in the Japanese who did not resist. Around him, the soldiers of Youyan Army stepped forward and captured the crying Japanese general, but the Japanese general did not resist.

At this time, Gao Shun also led his troops into the imperial palace, carrying a Japanese general in his hand: Ida Shishi.

Then, like a dog, he was thrown over and when he rolled in front of Su Chen, he was stepped on by Xu Chu. There were sixty or seventy people brought here, most of them women.

From Gao Shun's mouth, I learned that they were Na Yi Da Shi's family members.

Since they came with the genocide, Su Chen naturally would not let them go just because they were women, so he raised his hand, and Gao Shun motioned to the trapped soldiers next to him who nodded.

Immediately, more than a dozen soldiers came forward and pushed the bound women, children, and young men to the ground. They knelt in two rows. A short, decent-looking Japanese girl was dragged out. She was so frightened that she had runny noses. Tears covered his face, his whole thin body was trembling, and he screamed at Ida Shi, who was stepped on by Xu Chu.

The crying stopped abruptly in the next second.

The soldier who was trapped in the camp drew his sword, raised the sword and dropped it, and his beautiful head with a crying expression rolled to the ground, causing more Japanese girls and young people to cry and scream.

The soldier who was trapped in the camp shook the blade of the blade and shook off the blood drops. He had heard this cry for mercy countless times. This time, he directly grabbed a woman who cried the most fiercely and asked her to chop it into pieces with one knife. Behead.

The other twelve trapped soldiers also walked into the crowd, pressed the Japanese's head, and stabbed him.

"Emperor of Xia...the Emperor...Your Majesty, please have mercy -"

Ida Shi lay on the ground and crawled towards the figure standing in the dark sky. His head kept banging on the ground, "Ida Shi is willing to surrender. I will treat you as the head of the family and the emperor..."

Su Chen couldn't understand the Japanese language, and neither could the generals around him.

Although it could be seen from his movements that the other party was begging for mercy, it was of no use. In the eyes of Su Chen and others, it would be better for Date Masamune to fight to the death.

Seeing that the emperor didn't speak, Xu Chu stepped forward, pulled out his tiger-headed knife, stepped on the opponent's back, raised the blade, and slashed him down.

Blood arrows shot to the ground from the severed neck. Bald Lao's head rolled to Su Chen's heels, and then Wu Zixun stepped forward quickly and kicked him away.

Katakura Keizuna was also brought over by two Youyan sergeants.

Over there, Su Chen slowly turned around, stretched out his armor-covered palm, and stroked the opponent's bald head. In the dim sky, Su Chen was dressed in a black ferocious beast-faced bright light armor, looking like a peerless warrior. The emperor of a country.

"It's so slippery. Isn't it cold in winter?"

Su Chen touched the bald head of his head, and his slow and low voice sounded, causing Lu Bu and Xiang Yu to laugh.

"I don't care how you got here or who brought you here. I have no scruples or fear. I just happen to be very prejudiced against you... Oh, by the way, you don't understand what I said, so shame on you. Give him weapons——"

bang-

A ring-shaped sword was thrown at Katakura Keizuna's feet. Su Chen withdrew his hand and hooked his fingers at the opponent: "Pick it up."

Katakura Keizuna glanced at the Xia Emperor in front of him. He suddenly bent down and grabbed the weapon in front of him. When he stood up, the Xia King's sword had already been slashed out, slashing diagonally across the head and shoulders.

The prisoners over there suddenly screamed in terror, and Dian Wei whispered: "Your Majesty, what should we do with the people over there?"

"You don't need my teaching anymore, do you?"

Su Chen glanced at the corner of his eyes, threw the Xia Wang Sword to Wu Zixun, asked him to wipe the sword clean, and then turned and left.

"Leave no one behind."

At the sound of the sound, the surrounding soldiers of the Zhen camp and Youyan walked towards the old and weak women and children with knives, chopped off their heads with one blow, carried their heads, walked out of the imperial palace, and then burned the place with fire. A clean one

As night falls, Nagano Castle is ablaze.

Countless burning sparks are flying over the city. If Dong Zhuo were here, he would probably be moved by the scene again and sigh: "It's so familiar!"

Nagano Castle, home to tens of thousands of Japanese, was filled with cries for mercy, hysterical cries, and screams on this night, which continued all day and night.

After daybreak, except for the city walls, the city was in ruins. Thousands of burnt corpses were piled up in the city. The various burning smells were mixed together, creating a disgusting smell.

The three troops counted the casualties the next day and sent the injured soldiers to the coast where they landed, while the remaining 62,000 troops continued to move forward.

After all, Shikoku is only one of the islands, and there are several large islands waiting to eradicate the Japanese on them one by one.

June 19th.

After the monotonous fight in the forest, the figure wearing a Prajna mask fled back to Nagano in panic. Before he even came down the mountain, he could smell the strong smell of burning on the mountain.

Looking down from the mountain, even Fuma Kotaro, who had experience in battle formations, took a breath and supported the tree to stabilize his swaying body before sitting down on the ground.

"Nagano Castle..."

In his sight, the city in the distance was scorched black, and there were piles of things as high as hills inside, which pierced the bottom of his eyes.

After a moment, he turned around and ran away, rushing towards Yunguo Island like crazy!

(End of this chapter)