Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 97 The Princess' Charm (1)

"Kill the Japanese pirates!"

"Kill the Japanese pirates!"

"Kill the Japanese pirates!"

At first, the sound was a little shaky and chaotic.

They were probably still afraid. Those were the Japanese pirates who killed people without blinking an eye. Even if they mustered up the courage to take up arms, the fear that had accumulated over the years was something they could not forget in a short time.

However, since some unknown force was pulling them together, the originally chaotic voices of the people gradually came together.

Just like streams converge into rivers.

The sound was like a shout and a roar.

The sound waves were like a tsunami, sweeping across the world.

The corners of Song Yan's mouth curled up slightly. Fear is not shameful, what is shameful is not having the courage to resist.

Boom...boom...boom...

The sounds of people's footsteps also mixed together and became uniform. When one footstep landed, the whole Ningping County seemed to shake three times.

goodong...

Under the bright moonlight, the Japanese pirates in front of the Mandarin Duck Formation looked pale. Their throats moved violently as they looked at the crowd approaching from a distance. Their fingers were tightly gripping their Japanese swords, their knuckles were turning white, and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

This, what exactly is going on?
Aren't the people of the Central Plains nothing more than weak sheep? Even if there are many of them, they are still just a flock. But why now, those pairs of eyes are like the faint flashes of wolves in the dead of night?
At the front of the crowd was a woman.

With red lips and white teeth, who else could it be but Luo Yuheng?
But at this moment, Luo Yuheng's outfit was completely different from before. She was no longer the charming and lazy palace dress, but had changed into a military uniform. The bright silver female armor showed off her beautiful figure, and her three thousand black hair was combed into a neat ponytail. At first glance, it was Song Yan's eyes that lit up. She looked heroic, but just like that.

I didn't expect Luo Yuheng to be so charming.

Just when the distance between the two sides had closed to a certain extent, Luo Yuheng raised his arm high and swung it forward, shouting in a deep voice: "Kill!"

At the command, the footsteps suddenly quickened and became as dense as falling raindrops.

It was like a pack of wolves coming down the mountain. At the end of the sight, it was like a huge dark cloud sweeping over, covering the sky and earth. Before it could be felt, the huge and rich aura was already suffocating.

Their hearts trembled, their fear growing at an unimaginable rate. Their legs seemed unable to support their bodies, and instinctively they retreated slowly. It was unknown how long it took, perhaps only a few breaths, before one of the pirates could no longer endure the growing pressure. With a strange, rasping cry, he turned and ran.

Like a switch flipped, more and more people turned around and the rout began.

This probably wouldn't happen under normal circumstances, but hundreds of farmers armed with bamboo poles had strangled thousands of their members before, and they hadn't been able to break through the farmers' blockade until now, which had caused the Japanese pirates to have serious doubts about their own strength.

The ever-piling corpses and the rivers of blood were constantly irritating their nerves.

When looting, the corpses, screams, and blood can make them more excited, but when all of this happens to their own people, all that is left is fear.

Coupled with the thunder-like roar before, the huge fireball, and the thick smoke rolling in the air, people always have awe and fear of unknown things, even animals are the same.

Looking at that dark mass now, the fear is beyond the limit.

There are still three or four thousand Japanese pirates, and they can still fight even against Ningguo's regular army.

It is obvious that the number of civilians in front of us may not be greater than ours.

Even a woman is leading it.

But if the army loses its morale, then everything will be over.

Saburo Hirata howled loudly, trying to stop the decline, and even stabbed two of his men who tried to escape, but it was useless in changing the direction of the entire battlefield.

With a grit of his teeth, Saburo Hirata also ran away.

Poor two men who were stabbed, they were not completely dead for a while, lying on the ground with blood foaming from their mouths, watching Hirata Saburo's fleeing back, their eyes bloodshot. Is this what a human being could do? You want to run away too, why did you stab me?

Are you sick?
As the Japanese pirates retreated, the five hundred veteran soldiers who had been fighting against their attacks lost their courage and could no longer hold on. They staggered back and sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

The prolonged fighting was an extremely severe test of one's will and physical strength, especially for the one who was responsible for carrying the wolf-whip. He felt that his arms were as heavy as if they were filled with lead and he couldn't even lift them up.

People came like a tide, and some carried the old soldiers to the back to treat their injuries.

There were some Japanese pirates on the ground who were only injured and had not yet died, groaning. Axes, hoes, machetes, sickles and other things were thrown down in a mess.

There was a sound of "puffing" and blood and flesh flew everywhere. It must have been chopped into meat paste.

Ningping County was, after all, only a small town with a narrow gate that couldn't accommodate too many people at once. Thousands of pirates crowded the gate, and from time to time, people fell to the ground. In such a situation, once they fell, there was no chance of survival. A large number of civilians were already catching up.

With a bang, a hoe hit a Japanese pirate's head hard. The pirate screamed and his body was shaking. At this moment, a Japanese sword stabbed him from behind. It should have been picked up by a civilian from the ground, and it pierced his abdomen directly.

A sickle hit the back of another Japanese pirate's neck, and the cervical vertebrae seemed to be cut in half. The pirate's body immediately fell to the ground, and the next moment, six or seven figures surrounded him.

A hammer hit the Japanese pirate's head hard, and the head suddenly exploded like a watermelon, with red and white spraying everywhere.

Similar situations occur one after another.

After all, they are just ordinary people.

They didn't understand military tactics or battle formations. They only knew to swarm around a lone person. Often a corpse would delay many people and waste a lot of time, with all kinds of shouting and cursing in between.

When they finally escaped from the city gate, Saburo Hirata looked around and found that less than half of the people were still alive. More than a thousand people had been killed by the rioters.

These are the elite who have fought with him for many years and survived countless robberies.

When he thought that from today on, the Hirata family would become the laughing stock of all the Japanese pirates, Saburo Hirata felt as if something was blocking his chest. Yang family, you damn bastards, actually dared to plot against me. Don't let me live, otherwise you will suffer in the future.

Although his face was pale and his spirits were low, Hirata Saburo was still the leader of these thousands of people. He took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his chest: "Retreat, return to the ship!"

As long as they got back on the boat, they would be safe.

Can those damn farmers still chase us across the sea?

The remaining Japanese pirates obviously thought of this as well. Their eyes suddenly lit up, and their tired bodies seemed to be injected with energy out of thin air. They ran so fast, like a whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye they actually left all the people behind them behind. Only some Japanese pirates with injured legs and feet were left behind.

Click.

He clasped his fingers around the neck of a Japanese pirate and pulled it hard, breaking the pirate's cervical vertebrae. Song Yan threw the corpse aside.

Looking up, the Japanese pirates had already rushed a thousand meters away.

Song Yan smiled and had no intention of chasing him.

After all, it is quite difficult to catch up with these people who are trying to escape. However, Song Yan has prepared another gift for these Japanese pirates, which may satisfy them.

At least it can give them a little more warmth on this cold night.

Run all the way until you see the small boats.

Even though they were really exhausted, they still tried their best to move their legs. Some people who had just got on the boat could no longer hold on and lay on the boat gasping for breath.

Some people were sitting on the deck and turned to look back. When they found that no one was catching up with them, they felt a little relieved.

"damn it."

"These cunning Central Plains people."

"I, Saburo Hirata, swear here that one day I will return to Ningping." Saburo Hirata's eyes were bloodshot, and the centipede on his face was shaking uncontrollably. "When that happens, I will not put down my sword for three days, and I will destroy everyone in Ningping."

It is a great shame and humiliation that can only be washed away with the blood of the people of the Central Plains.

"That's right, those Central Plains people are just too cunning. Next time, as long as we are well prepared, they will definitely not be our opponents."

"We can join forces with Inoue-kun and directly blockade Ningping. Not even a fly can escape."

Perhaps because no one caught up with them, these Japanese pirates felt that they were victorious again and had already started to imagine how they would take revenge next time.

However, no one noticed that the nearby sea surface was all dark under the moonlight.

There seemed to be an indescribable smell floating in the air.

On both sides of the coast, two teams of people appeared. There were not many of them, only about a few dozen people.

On one side is Luo Tianyang.

On one side is Luo Tianquan.

The two men had no other weapons in their hands, only a torch.

hum!
The next moment, flames shot up into the sky.

(End of this chapter)