Blood mist filled the sky.
The air is full of fishy smell and sticky sweetness.
Seeing these Japanese people disperse into a mist of blood, the surviving old, weak, women and children looked slightly numb.
Dongji Island is like a hell on earth. These people were tied out and used as bargaining chips to threaten Dongsheng City's surrender. Except for those who have become numb after seeing many killings on Dongji Island, most people know in their hearts that they are probably He must die, just like the five soldiers who died before.
In fact, they only need to ask for mercy and shout to the governor of Dongsheng City that they want to live, in exchange for their short-term survival.
But none of them were willing, and all they had was silence, hatred, and numbness.
But now, a Daxia man suddenly appeared, annihilating the enemy with a raised hand, and directly wiped these Japanese people who deserved death into blood mist.
There was a trace of fear in their hearts, but more of a feeling of satisfaction that their hatred had been relieved, and a sigh of relief for the rest of their lives.
They saw this imposing and elegant man in black robe gently waved his hand, and the invisible wind swirled around them, and their bound hands and feet were able to move.
"I'm late." They heard the man in black robe say, slightly apologetic in his tone.
At this moment, their eyes felt hot and their noses were slightly sour.
Someone cried out.
Numb was defeated by the long-lost gentleness. They knew that this young hero was not to blame at all. The culprit was the Japanese from the East China Sea.
"You go to Dongsheng City."
Zhao Wujiang stared at Dongji Island not far away, his eyebrows were sullen, he tapped his toes, passed by the survivors, and ran towards Dongji Island.
As fast as thunder, it turned into a dark stream of fireflies.
On top of the city tower, the prefect Chen Weimin's heart was filled with sadness and surprise.
Aren’t the powerful men from the martial arts world that were summoned unable to come? Who is this man in black?
Raising his hand to destroy the enemy, his martial arts skills should be good, but he wants to go to Dongji Island? Chen Weimin's old eyes stared at the man walking on the sea, like a black stream of light, his heart trembled, worry and relief coexisted.
There are nearly 20,000 Japanese soldiers on Dongji Island. The man in black is running like this. Is he going to explore the situation on the island? If we go against the enemy...
The prefect Chen Weimin sighed. If we were to fight against the enemy, it would be impossible for one person to block ten thousand people.
According to historical records, the top Grand Masters in the world can only withstand about four to five thousand soldiers and armors. This is if these four to five thousand soldiers and armors do not set up ambush or form a formation in advance.
Since there are people coming to the arena, it should be more than just this man in black, right? Chen Weimin looked back, wanting to see signs of other people coming from the world or reinforcements from the court.
But for a long time, Chen Weimin didn't notice any other movement. Only the cold wind of late winter howled, and the only reinforcement that seemed to be carrying the force of wind and thunder was the man in black just now.
Just one person? Chen Weimin smiled bitterly and staggered a bit.
The man who transformed into a black firefly has already landed on the island.
Fire and black smoke were faintly visible on Dongji Island.
Chen Weimin didn't know what the man in black was going to do. If he just wanted to explore the situation on the island, there was no need to do so. He knew that Dongji Island was riddled with holes without even thinking about it, so why take the risk and let himself get trapped in it? In danger?
If it's just to relax your mind and take revenge, then that's respectable...
But more than anything, it’s like a moth flying into a flame.
Once discovered, how can one person resist an army of thousands?
Chen Weimin sighed heavily and looked back again. Apart from the sounds of soldiers, there was no other sound in Dongsheng City.
No people, no reinforcements.
Some are just the soldiers doing their final mobilization and encouragement, and their determination and courage to sacrifice their lives for this city.
