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Zhao Qing's face was full of resentment: "You, the Tokugawa family, really have bad intentions. You are a small country, but you dare to make trouble in front of a great country. Aren't you afraid of the disaster of destroying the country?"
Tokugawa Ichiro was very disdainful: "Dahua is the place of the Four Wars. In the south, there is Annan looking at it, in the west, there are troops in the Western Regions, and in the north, there are powerful enemy Turks attacking rapidly. In addition, we Japan is advancing eastward from the sea, haha, Dahua China is in danger. The most terrible thing is that your court is divided into factions and people's hearts are not in harmony..."
Zhao Qing was speechless. All his words touched his sore spot and he couldn't help but feel sad.
Yan Qi chuckled: "A group of mosquitoes really think that they can defeat a tiger by buzzing? Do you really think that Dahua is besieged on all sides? I said Japanese devils, are you overthinking? A tiger is a tiger, no matter whether it is old or weak. Damn, you mosquitoes are not someone you can bully."
"Who can't tell lies?"
Tokugawa Ichiro smiled extraordinarily: "Today, I will let you see what it means to be a dead Japanese soldier."
He waved a small flag.
Poof!
A golden dead soldier suddenly emerged from the fallen leaves underground and appeared ten meters in front of Zhao Qing.
The soldiers were startled, never expecting that the enemy was so close.
"Protect your lord."
The guard captain roared and ordered his soldiers to surround Zhao Qing and charge towards the golden dead man with a spear.
He rushed to the golden dead man, raised his gun and stabbed him.
Suddenly, the fireworks were as bright as day.
The guard captain's eyes flashed, and he shot into the air.
"not good!"
The guard captain immediately realized the danger and swiped the gun barrel back to protect his back.
puff!
A machete emerged from the ground and cut off the leg of the soldier captain.
ah!
The captain of the soldiers fell in a pool of blood.
A group of dead soldiers rushed forward and chopped him down with swords.
The guards were horrified when they saw that the captain of the guards, who was highly skilled in martial arts, died instantly under the knife of a dead Japanese soldier.
Everyone's face was pale, their brains were blank, and they had no idea how to respond.
Zhao Qing was anxious: "Save people, go and save people quickly, come on, rush for me."
No matter how anxious he was, his soldiers seemed to be turned to stone, and no one listened to his orders.
Yan Qi saw this and shook his head.
It cannot be said that these soldiers are not powerful. It can only be said that their actual combat experience is too little and their perseverance cannot be beaten. When encountering these soldiers who have been trained to death,
A trained dead soldier is naturally timid.
After all, these dead soldiers are not afraid of death and do not take life and death seriously at all.
A person who is not even afraid of death is very scary.
Tokugawa Ichiro was arrogant, chattering and laughing strangely: "Zhao Qing, do you think your personal guards are so brave? In my eyes, they are just paper figures, with no fighting ability, and they cannot be on the stage at all."
Juddao stood up straight: "Zhao Qing, today is the day of your death. However, with these three hundred personal guards accompanying you to death, you will definitely not be lonely under the Nine Springs."
Zhao Qing's face was pale and he was really scared.
"Oh, I forgot, there is Yan Qi."
Jia Dedao stared at Yan Qi and laughed hysterically: "It's such a pity to die like this at such a young age. Did the place bitten by bugs turn black, itchy, and numb? Haha, no more than two sticks of incense. , you will be poisoned and die, and your body will turn into a pool of blood, it’s so miserable.”
Yan Qi looked at her wrist and saw that it was indeed itchy. She smiled slightly and said, "It's like scratching an itch. It's quite comfortable."
Jia Dedao smiled sarcastically: "Yan Qi, please leave your last words."
Yan Qixiao looked at Judd and said, "Every word you say now are your last words."
"You dare to speak harshly even when you are about to die."
Judd bared his teeth and waved his hand: "Mr. Tokugawa, let's do it."
Tokugawa Ichiro waved the banner in his hand: "Yazi, give it."
This is the signal to charge.
Whoosh whoosh!
A burst of white mist filled the air.
Groups of dead soldiers emerged from the ground, appearing from all directions, like ambushes from all sides. They lurked in the grass, hiding their whereabouts, and secretly killed Zhao Qing's soldiers.
Puff puff!
Ah!
A series of attacks, the sword flashed, and the soldiers were killed without even being able to see where the dead Japanese soldiers were hiding.
More and more dead soldiers rushed towards Zhao Qing.
Zhao Qing does not know martial arts, and although he is very courageous, he will inevitably panic when life and death are imminent.
Zhao Qing waved to Yan Qi: "Master Yan, come here quickly and hide among the soldiers. Let's retreat together."
"Withdraw? Is it too late?"
Tokugawa Ichiro had a cold face and waved the banner again.
A ball of white light loomed under the mountain, fallen leaves surged on the ground, and the blades of knives were occasionally exposed.
It was obvious that the road down the mountain was blocked.
Jia Dedao laughed loudly: "Yan Qi, Zhao Qing, it's hard for you to fly with your wings."
Whoosh!
The flying knife slashed across Zhao Qing's face, scaring him so much that he almost peed his pants.
"Master Yan, what should we do?"
Zhao Qing is a civil servant. He knows all about war.
Nothing is left.
Yan Qi smiled: "Is there no place to hide when you fire a cold arrow?"
Zhao Qing was so panicked that he didn't know what to do: "You can still laugh at this time. Come quickly and let my soldiers protect you."
Yan Qi shook his head: "I'm fine. Governor, please hide."
Zhao Qing was anxious: "Where can I hide?"
Yan Qi pursed her lips and pointed at the big iron box on the ground: "Look, what is this?"
Zhao Qing's eyes lit up: "Yes, you can hide in the iron box."
Yan Qidao: "When the governor went up the mountain, didn't he still say that the iron box was useless?"
Zhao Qing ignored the embarrassment and got into the box under the guard of his own soldiers.
Zhao Qing lay inside and looked around: "It's just right."
Yan Qi chuckled: "I made it tailor-made for you, of course it's just right."
Zhao Qing grinned: "It just looks a bit like a coffin."
"That's just right. Promotion and fortune are just around the corner."
Yan Qi slammed the iron door shut: "Master Governor, lock the bolt inside yourself. No one can open it. This box is made of fine iron and is invulnerable. No one can hurt you."
Across the iron box, Zhao Qing shouted: "Master Yan, what should I do next? If you can't break out, how can I survive alone? Quick, let me out. If you want to die, let's die together."
Yan Qi said: "Death? That is the fate left to the enemy. We must all live well."
Tokugawa Ichiro waved the banner.
Whizzing!
Suddenly, a golden soldier suddenly appeared under the iron box and slashed with a scimitar.
boom!
Sparks flew everywhere.
The scimitar was chopped away, but the box was fine.
"ah?"
The Golden Death Soldier roared and was stunned: He struck with all his strength, but the iron box was unable to do anything.
Yan Qi looked at the dead soldier with a smile: "Oh, he has a yellow hat, but he turns out to be a golden dead soldier. Come on, let me ask you, are your arms numb?"
"idiot!"
The golden dead soldier still wanted to run, but his hands were numb, which affected his earth escape technique.
Yan Qi took advantage of the golden soldier's numbness in his hands and was unable to use his escape technique, so he kicked him out.
The golden dead soldier huddled in the dirt and couldn't escape.
boom!
This flying kick directly kicked the head of the golden dead soldier away.
Blood spurted out from his neck like a bloody fountain.
"idiot!"
Tokugawa Ichiro looked frightened and furious.
Yan Qi made a face at Tokugawa Ichiro: "Ma Lian blossoms twenty-one, and the dead soldier's head is used as a ball."
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