When Liao Wenzhi told him his "strategy", everyone subconsciously stayed away from Lao Liao and looked at Liao Wenzhi with some fear.
It's a good plan, but it's disgusting. It's really an expert opening the door for an expert. It's disgusting.
The person who felt the most disgusting was Tao Weiran. The nausea would leave a shadow both psychologically and physically.
"Princess" was lifted up again and moved to the side of the bow.
Changjun on the ship lined up behind the imperial concubine.
The imperial concubine's mouth was gagged and her struggle was not staged. It was a real struggle.
After following Chu Qing for so long, Tao Weiran has never regretted. He has never regretted being able to express his ambition, do something for the people, and live and die with a group of like-minded people. He has never regretted it. He can only feel lucky, time and time again. Fortunately, I was glad that I met Chu Qing in Beijing, and I was glad that I went to the northern border with Chu Qing.
But today, at this moment, Tao We then regretted it, really regretted it. If he could go back to two years ago, he would definitely go around Chu Qing.
"Borrowing, borrowing!"
Chu Qing couldn't stand it anymore and cursed loudly: "Wang Tianyu, do you understand if I borrow my seat? Who the hell let you take advantage of me!"
Wang Tianyu, who was naked, turned around and said, "Just nuzzle, don't go in."
Chu Qing: "..."
The scene was extremely chaotic. Hundreds of troops surrounded Tao Weiran, who was pretending to be the imperial concubine. They were all shirtless and all of them were crying.
As the chief director, Liao Wenzhi narrates the drama for everyone.
"Scream, shout, shout like a thief, hurry up, shout, shout and laugh at the same time."
The soldiers tried their best to imitate the same perverted laughter of the Japanese thieves.
The fat "Princess" who was hung on the flagpole with her head covered with a sack was struggling more and more fiercely.
"It's done, it's done."
Qin Qi shouted excitedly: "The Japanese thieves are here!"
"Hahahahaha."
Chu Qing's smile faded and a cold light appeared on his face: "Kill!"
Yes, the Japanese thieves must charge. They must charge, because charging means death. If they don't charge, they will still die.
For example, if Huang Laosi’s wife is captured by a foreigner, and a group of foreigners are there just a mile away, arguing with each other, not to mention the Changjun, Changmin will not be able to bear it. , and this has nothing to do with whether you can bear it or not. You can bear it and be indifferent, but you will definitely be executed by Huang Laosi afterwards.
This has nothing to do with whether Huang Laosi loves his wife or not. It has to do with the face of the country. Either the Chang people destroyed the foreigners, or the emperor abdicated. Before abdicating, he interviewed everyone present at the time, regardless of whether they went to rescue his wife or not.
In later generations, eating melons does not matter, but in ancient times, eating this kind of melons, eating royal melons, would only lead to death.
All the warships opened fire.
Because all the Japanese thieves charged.
How frustrating it was when I was defending the city at Shimoye Castle.
The killing is so hearty now.
The trebuchet threw out the gunpowder barrel that had just been pulled up from the supply ship.
The gunpowder crossbow was fired without any expense.
No need to aim, just keep killing.
There is no front army, middle army, or rear army. Like ants drowned in an anthill, the beach is full of Japanese thieves, Japanese thieves in the flames, and the Japanese thieves are torn apart. Trying to get close to the warship is destined to be torn apart in the flames. The Japanese thief.
On the Black Goat, Chu Qing personally operated the crossbow, his arms were almost numb, and what he saw with his cold and ruthless eyes was not the tide of Japanese thieves, but the scene when he was cremating Ze Ze.
So many people should not have died, so many Chang people should not have died in the war.
All of this must become meaningful. Yingdao must be leveled, the earth must be collected on Mount Fuji, Kyoto must be burned to the ground, all Japanese thieves must be killed, and the heroes who died in the battle must be comforted!
The blood dyed the beach and the sea red.
The fire of revenge is vented.
The warship was like a giant war beast standing on the sea, devouring the lives of Japanese thieves all the time.
Finally, a thief rushed across the beach and stepped into the sea.
This time, they were not guarding the broken city wall, but a warship with an anti-climbing device. It was a warship from the Donghai Navy of Dachang Dynasty that was personally improved by the Mohist disciples.
A one-sided massacre, nothing more than that.
Chang Jun cannot be satisfied with his broken body. The death of one Japanese thief, the death of ten thousand Japanese thieves, or the death of a million Japanese thieves is not enough to calm the anger in their chests. Only when this island is reduced to purgatory, Only when there is no more Japanese thieves on this island and there is nothing left to kill, will they let go and return to their homeland.
"Commander!"
Wang Tongtong on the flagpole shouted: "The oil barrels have been destroyed by the fierce fire, retreat, and the warships retreat."
It seems that the Japanese thieves are killing more and more. There are more than 70,000 Japanese thieves. Looking at them, they are all enemies of thieves. They can extinguish the flames with their bodies.
Chu Qing's trembling hands released the machine spring of the bed crossbow and nodded while breathing heavily.
The semaphore was sounded, and all the warships retreated. The fire oil was gone, and the gunpowder crossbows were almost out of use. Even so, countless Japanese thieves rushed over, trying to enter the sea and swim under the warships.
There is no point in doing so.
Perhaps even these Japanese thieves know that there is no point in doing so.
Their "imperial concubine" had been "humiliated" by Chang Jun. In front of tens of thousands of people, even if they killed all Chang Jun, they would inevitably die.
But if you don't charge, you will still die.
No matter what they do, it makes no sense. It is precisely because it is meaningless that they choose to charge and die under Chang Jun's wrath. At least in this way, the meaninglessness can become a little bit meaningful.
At the stern of the boat, the second young master of the Fu family pointed at Liao Wenzhi.
Even the second young master of the Fu family cannot admire Lao Liao. Only a scholar can come up with this kind of strategy.
The warship began to slowly sail away from the offshore area, and the fat imperial concubine was also put down.
Tao Weiran was slumped on the deck, biting his lower lip tightly, trembling with fat all over his body.
Chu Qing walked over and apologized: "Don't worry, brothers will avenge you and destroy the Japanese thieves."
"I...I fucking just want to kill Wang Tianyu!"
With a loud roar, Tao Weiran suddenly stood up and rushed towards Wang Tianyu in the distance, as if he was going to die together.
The rest of the army either borrowed their positions or had good intentions, but Wang Tianyu was probably afraid that the Japanese envoys would see that it was all a show, so he waited for a long time to make it look like the real thing.
Tao Weiran may need a lifetime to heal the pain of this day.
Who is Wang Tianyu, a fierce general in the army? When he saw Tao Weiran rushing over, he sneered. Then without saying a word, he squatted down and held his head. He was kicked down by Fatty Tao and beat him while riding on him.
Qiu Baoyu cheered: "Kill him for what a fool he is!"
Chu Qing looked at the beaten Wang Tianyu and couldn't figure it out. This kid seemed to be mentally ill and always did things that were difficult for others to understand.
"Commander!"
Wang Tongtong on the flagpole shouted: "Look, look at the shore!"
The friends all looked over, dumbfounded.
Ever since I set foot on Yingdao, I have seen all kinds of weird things.
The Japanese thieves are fighting, and they are fighting with their own people, right in the rear.
