The shouts of killing rose into the sky, and the Japanese soldiers were like mad dogs, biting towards Zhao Wujiang.
Corpses continued to fall one after another, but the killing did not stop for a moment.
When the Japanese landed on Dongji Island, the general issued a death order. Taking half a step back would be treason. Afterwards, he killed his whole family. If he took a step forward, even if he died under the sword of a black-clad Daxia man, it would still be a credit.
Zhao Wujiang's black robe had been stained with blood and became wet and clinging to his body.
He retreated and killed from the eastern part of Dongji Island, heading towards the center. It took another half an hour. By now, nearly ten thousand people had died in his hands, and half of the island was covered with corpses.
The samurai and wanderers among the Japanese people continued to harass and attack Zhao Wujiang, and they refused to give up even if it was to no avail.
What they have to do is not to give this strong man of Da Xia any chance to breathe, and to keep him in a state of nervousness all the time, until his heart and strength eventually fail.
At the same time, they were extremely shocked.
They never imagined that this man from Daxia could be so tyrannical, killing nearly ten thousand of them single-handedly with one man and one sword.
Although almost ten thousand people were small soldiers, they were still killed so much that they were a little scared.
They couldn't even figure it out. Could it be that the intelligence was wrong? Didn't they say that the so-called martial arts masters in Daxia's world would hardly take action?
Why did they encounter such a powerful person on this island? Comparable to the Onimushin in their country.
If they can meet the strong men of Daxia who are comparable to Onimushin on this island, will other compatriots also meet the strong men of Daxia when they attack other cities or islands near the coastline?
The territory of Daxia is so vast and there are so many powerful people. If they all participate in this war, wouldn't they be defeated?
Before fighting this battle, they had carefully considered that Daxia's main forces were in the south and north, and the troops in the east were not strong. In addition, they knew in advance that Daxia's strong men would be blocked and would not participate. On the battlefield, they decided to attack first.
But now it seems that their information was wrong.
But it is absolutely impossible for the goddess Amaterasu, who is in charge of the eight-foot magatama, to deceive her people. But why did they meet this Daxia man?
The martial arts experts on this trip to Japan really couldn't figure out why the Daxia man in front of them was not blocked.
Of course they didn't expect it.
Zhao Wujiang also encountered obstacles, but was resolved by the mighty power of heaven.
And the ordinary strong men in the world are unable to stop Zhao Wujiang.
What's more, those powerful men in the world had no idea that Zhao Wujiang would go to Changdong Continent in the east of Daxia and go to the border to fight against thousands of enemy troops with one person.
This war itself is a plot. Some people set it up, others break it, and some people are in it.
Zhao Wujiang was so killed that he could no longer lift his sword. Although the Japanese soldiers were a little timid and fearful after being killed, and even thought about retreating, there were still numerous soldiers rushing towards them with swords or shooting with arrows.
He let go of the sword in his hand, took a long breath, looked around at the enemies, shook his head and smiled:
"I don't pretend anymore, I show my cards."
A faint black mist shrouded his body, gradually covering his hands, and a faint devouring force appeared centered on his body.
This devouring power was extremely small at first, but in an instant, like a prairie fire, it became a shocking devouring power within three feet of his body, spreading crazily around him.
"Star Absorbing Technique!" He roared in his heart, stretched out his arms, spread his hands and pointed at the sky.
The soldiers who were charging towards him became visibly older with every step they took. Before they even got close to Zhao Wujiang's body of five or six feet, they were covered with white hair and fell to the ground. The moment they fell to the ground, they turned into white bones and flew away.
"Bang bang bang..."
Soldiers continued to fall, and some soldiers did not even react before they died.
