How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 114 The valor of the Divine Martial General is too great to be fully captured in a single page of history; any discussion of the Butcher inevitably involves you.

Having experienced the previous massacre, the armored soldiers showed no mercy. The Japanese were easily identifiable by their clothing.

Even if they change their clothes, they can still be recognized.

The main problem is that they can't change their hairstyles.

A Japanese ronin, terrified, was talking to the people around him, babbling on and on. Seemingly unwilling to sit and wait for his death, he raised his katana, roared, and charged towards the soldiers.

Puff.

The Japanese ronin looked down at the spear piercing his abdomen, then looked up at the soldiers completely covered in iron armor. His mouth was slightly open as he coughed up blood. His body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

"Kill them!" Lin Fan said expressionlessly. At his command, the armored soldiers swung their scythes, reaping the enemy like Grim Reapers.

In an instant, the scene was filled with screams.

The group of merchants from the Central Plains stared wide-eyed at the scene before them, their minds blank, completely unaware of what was happening.

They could naturally tell that these armored soldiers were soldiers from the Central Plains Dynasty, meaning they were one of their own.

Therefore, that sense of fear was greatly diminished.

Da da da!
The sound of horse hooves came.

The merchants from the Central Plains looked up with fear at the general on horseback, whose eyes were indifferent. They didn't know who he was, but the situation before them made them realize that he must be the leader of this group of armored soldiers.

"General, hello, we are all merchants from the Central Plains." A merchant fawned over him.

Lin Fan remained expressionless, his gaze fixed on the people locked in the cage, and asked, "Are you all from the Central Plains?"

The person who was locked up nodded frantically.

"General, save us, save us!"

When they saw the imposing and domineering Lin Fan, it was as if they had seen a savior. They cried for help, but by the time they were captured and transported to Japan, they had already given up hope.

But now hope has appeared.

Lin Fan said, "Don't be afraid. I am the Divine Martial General, ordered to conquer Japan. Since you are subjects of the Central Plains Dynasty, I will ensure your safety."

At this moment, the people who were imprisoned felt for the first time such a strong sense of pride in being citizens of the Central Plains Dynasty.

After an unknown period of time, the armored soldiers returned, their bodies stained with blood. General Liu respectfully said, "General, all the Japanese pirates we could see have been killed. Please make your decision."

"Are you sure they've all been killed?" Lin Fan asked.

General Liu dared not say with absolute certainty that they had all been killed. "General," he said, "I will have the brothers sweep the area again thoroughly."

"Okay, remember, even with eggs, shake out the yolks," Lin Fan said.

"Yes."

Lieutenant General Liu knew that General Lin was truly going to unleash a massive massacre, waging a war of genocide against the Japanese. But with only three thousand men, how long would this extermination last?

After General Liu left, the group of merchants from the Central Plains trembled with fear, having naturally heard what the general had just said.

This is to wipe out all the Japanese people here.

Just as they were filled with fear, they heard Lin Fan's thunderous roar.

"How dare you sell your compatriots to Japan and let them humiliate you! You're tired of living!" Lin Fan said angrily.

Pfft!
The merchants were so frightened that they all knelt down, crying, "General, spare our lives! General, spare our lives!"

Lin Fan said coldly, "Don't worry, I won't kill you now. After the campaign is over, I will take you back and let you see with your own eyes how your families were destroyed and your loved ones died. You used the money you earned from selling your fellow countrymen to live a luxurious life in the Central Plains. Then I will let you see with your own eyes how your families were destroyed and how your relatives died."

As soon as these words came out.

The merchants were instantly terrified, their faces turning deathly pale.

Lin Fan looked at his compatriots and said, "This general will continue his campaigns. You can follow the army and help with logistics. When we return to the Central Plains in glory, this general will reward you according to your merits. I wonder if you are willing?"

"General, we are willing."

"General, I am willing to go through fire and water."

The captured civilians never imagined that they would be able to follow the army and fight alongside them; this was something they had never thought about in their entire lives.

When Lin Fan led his army to sweep through a region, he ordered his soldiers to collect all the wealth there, and also to load the grain onto carts and advance with the army.

War feeds war.

The more wars they fought, the wealthier and more abundant they became.

The original three thousand people have now grown to more than three thousand.

Although those who joined later couldn't really be considered soldiers, they were still capable of doing heavy physical work such as pushing carts.

a few days later.

Court.

The emperor sat upright on his dragon throne, showing little enthusiasm for the morning court session.

"Your Majesty, the envoy from Mengye Kingdom has arrived. When would Your Majesty be willing to meet with them?" the Grand Tutor asked.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "Let them wait. My beloved minister is currently campaigning against Japan. Since he is not here, there is nothing to talk about."

Grand Tutor said, "Your Majesty, the envoy from Mengye Kingdom has come with the King of Meng's great sincerity. Why don't you receive them first and see how sincere they are?"

The emperor frowned and said, "Grand Tutor, haven't I made myself clear enough? With Minister Lin not here, I don't want to discuss this matter. If they can't even wait this long, then in my opinion, they have no sincerity."

For the emperor, he was now absolutely thrilled.

Full of arrogance.

It gave off an air of looking down on the world.

The Grand Tutor lowered his head and did not say anything more. The main reason was that the envoy had come to visit in person, presenting lavish gifts, hoping that he, as the Grand Tutor of the court, could put in a good word for him.

But there was nothing he could do. The most favored person by the emperor's side was the Divine Martial General. He, the Grand Tutor, was nothing. He couldn't say anything about anything related to the Divine Martial General.

A few days later.

The people of the capital noticed something strange happening today.

At the city gate, a group of strangely dressed Japanese people suddenly appeared. As soon as they entered the city, they did nothing else but kneel down and shout.

"Your Majesty, have mercy! Your Majesty, have mercy!!!"

Kneel down every three steps.

Kneel facing the direction of the palace.

The people were talking a lot.

"Our mighty general went to conquer Japan, and these Japanese people have come to beg for mercy?"

What exactly happened there?

"I'm not entirely sure, but General Jinmu only brought three thousand soldiers. Although they are a force to be reckoned with, it's unbelievable that they managed to force Japan to send people to beg for mercy."

Court.

The emperor held court as usual.

Sudden.

"Report!!!"

"explain."

"Your Majesty, a group of Japanese are kneeling at Xuanwu Gate, begging for your mercy."

Upon hearing this, the officials in the court whispered among themselves and discussed the matter. The eldest prince frowned slightly, thinking that the Toyotomi regime in Japan couldn't possibly be so incompetent.

I have already sent you a secret letter informing you that Lin Fan is only leading three thousand soldiers. You can easily annihilate them with a simple plan.

Why does it seem like he couldn't take the beating?

The emperor waved his hand, "Let them in."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After the people left, the emperor turned to his civil and military officials and said with a smile, "It seems that our Divine Martial General is indeed incredibly brave, forcing the Japanese to send envoys to sue for peace. Who else could have achieved such a great feat? My beloved ministers, what kind of reward do you think I should give my Divine Martial General when he returns in triumph?"

The ministers blinked.

And rewards?
Don't go that far.

Now that the Divine Martial General is second only to the emperor and above ten thousand others, is he really going to be crowned a living king?

This is simply a violation of ancestral teachings!

The officials looked at the Grand Tutor. After what happened last time, no one was willing to step forward and deny the emperor's idea. After all, the Grand Tutor could change the course of events at will, and in the end, they would have to take the blame.

It didn't take long.

When the Japanese envoys appeared, they immediately knelt in the hall and cried loudly, "Your Majesty is merciful, Your Majesty is long-lived! We beg Your Majesty to recall General Divine Warrior! Our country can no longer bear this!"

There were no flowery words, only extreme sadness and fear.

"Oh? What happened? Tell me about it," the emperor asked with a smile.

"The General has conquered four cities in succession, leaving no one alive in his wake, and has slaughtered tens of thousands of people!" The envoy kowtowed, weeping blood. "Japan wishes to be a vassal state forever, and begs Your Majesty for mercy!"

As soon as these words came out.

The entire court stared wide-eyed, utterly astonished.

What?
The Divine Martial General actually committed the massacre of a city?

The emperor frowned slightly. Seeing the historian recording the events, he suddenly roared, "You audacious Japanese, why are you spouting nonsense in the palace, claiming that my Great General Shenwu massacred the city? It must have been you Japanese who disguised yourselves as civilians and infiltrated the city to launch a sneak attack, only to be discovered by my Great General Shenwu, isn't that right?"

"Your Majesty, we are innocent! The Divine Martial General has not even spared children; his heads are piled up like mountains. We beg Your Majesty to have mercy and recall the Divine Martial General!" The envoy cried and sobbed, his eyes filled with despair.

He never imagined that anyone could be so terrifying.

With just one man and one stick, he easily smashed through the city gate and charged in. One man alone disrupted the army, and even the general leading the army was killed with a single blow.

It was a complete rout; they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"How dare you spout such nonsense! Guards, drag them away and behead them! This is utter utter rubbish, slandering my Divine Martial General!" the emperor roared.

As an emperor, he was naturally well-versed in history. History clearly records that anyone who committed massacres and extermination of entire clans had a bad reputation.

As the story was passed down through generations, and with the addition of slander and defamation, he was directly called a butcher, a murderous maniac, and a bloodthirsty monster.

He certainly didn't want his beloved minister to have a bad reputation in the future.

After all, massacring an entire city and exterminating an entire clan violates moral and ethical principles.

Add to that the verbal attacks from intellectuals, and who can withstand this series of actions?
The Grand Tutor said, “Your Majesty, please calm down. The fact that the Japanese envoy came to beg for mercy is enough to show that the military might of General Shenwu has deeply intimidated them. In that case, why not recall General Shenwu to demonstrate Your Majesty’s glorious power and your benevolence?”

The officials were in an uproar. They believed the Japanese envoy's words without a doubt. It seemed that the Great General Jinwu had indeed massacred entire cities and clans in Japan. No matter how you looked at it, it was something they found hard to accept.

Although they called all foreigners barbarians.

However, their Central Plains dynasties governed the country based on Confucianism, the core of which was benevolence and love for others. Moreover, the idea that killing surrendered people was inauspicious was deeply rooted in people's hearts. Those who surrendered were not killed, otherwise they would be punished by heaven and their descendants would suffer calamity.

The emperor did not answer the Grand Tutor's question, but instead looked at the historian.

How did you record it?

The historian calmly replied, "Your Majesty, this is how I recorded it: The Japanese envoy tearfully accused General Lin Fan of massacring and exterminating a city, but Your Majesty rebuked him, saying it was nonsense and had no factual basis..."

"Shut up! I order you not to write that. You should write that the Japanese were treacherous and cunning, and that they infiltrated the people in an attempt to ambush General Shenwu. The general discovered their plot and massacred the city and its inhabitants. That is all fabricated." The emperor said sternly.

"I am a historian, my only duty is to record the facts." The historian remained unmoved. "If one were to flatter and fawn, what use would a historian be?"

"You..." The emperor glared, truly furious with the historian.

The Grand Tutor chuckled inwardly. Well done! The historian doesn't lose face; he has to stand his ground.

Some time ago, he went to chat with the historian and asked him if he could cross out the incident of the Grand Tutor being beaten in the history book. But who would have thought that the historian was so stubborn and insisted on recording the facts, saying that the incident of the Grand Tutor being beaten in the street had never happened in any dynasty before. He said that in the next hundred or even several hundred years, the historical event he recorded would cause a sensation.

The Grand Tutor had nothing to say about this.

He dared not even mention offering bribes, for fear that this bastard would add a detail to the history books, and that the Grand Tutor would later try to bribe him, the historian. If that happened, he would be laughed to death by future generations.

The Grand Tutor said, "Your Majesty, why not send someone to Japan to see for yourself and find out the truth?"

The emperor pondered for a moment, then ordered, "Summon the Commander of the Imperial Guards."

"Summon the Commander of the Imperial Guards!!!"

The eunuch's voice carried far and wide.

Soon, the commander of the imperial guards entered the hall and immediately sensed that something was wrong. He knelt on one knee and said, "Your subject pays respects to Your Majesty."

"Commander Li, I now order you to travel to Japan to investigate the situation there. If you encounter General Shenwu, tell him that the Japanese traitors have falsely accused him of massacring the city and exterminating his clan," the emperor said.

"Yes, I accept your order."

The historian stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to go with Commander Li."

"That's right."

The emperor did not refuse and stood up, saying, "Court is adjourned. Commander Li, come with me. I have a few words to say to you."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Royal study room.

Commander Li's expression remained calm, but his heart was in turmoil. "Your Majesty, I understand."

He never expected that His Majesty would tell him, "If you go there and really see the Divine Martial General massacring the city and exterminating the clan, you must kill the historian for me. This matter must not be recorded by the historian. I want you to be remembered for eternity, not to bear the infamy and evil name of massacring the city and exterminating the clan."

At this moment, Commander Li deeply understood how high a position the Divine Martial General held in His Majesty's heart.

It's likely that even the princes don't hold the same position in His Majesty's heart as the Divine Martial General.

Outside the imperial court.

Many officials surrounded the historian, some even giving him a thumbs up and praising his strong and unyielding character, declaring him worthy of being the foremost historian of our Central Plains dynasty.

The Grand Tutor, however, looked at the historian as if he were looking at a dead man.

Take a few more glances.

We probably won't see it again.

A person who is both foolish and overly meticulous is truly unfit to be an official.

You actually think you're not living long enough and volunteered to go to Japan? Do you really think what His Majesty told Commander Li in private was just a simple matter?

It seems they've already agreed that if the Divine Martial General is indeed massacring a city and exterminating its inhabitants, and you still dare to record it, then your death is truly imminent.

soon.

Thanks to the deliberate propaganda of some civil officials, within half a day, everyone in the capital knew that the Divine Warrior General had launched a campaign against Japan and had massacred entire cities and their inhabitants, sparing not even children.

This instantly polarized the opinions of both sides. Some people supported the Divine Martial General, while some well-read scholars criticized him, questioning how he could do something so outrageous and reprehensible. They wondered if he was truly unafraid of being struck by lightning and suffering divine retribution.
When the emperor in the palace learned that the news had spread throughout the city in less than half a day, he was truly furious and immediately ordered an investigation to find out who was spreading such nonsense.

Regardless of his rank or position as an official.

All of them must be held accountable.

……

a few days later.

"General, the Japanese ran away quickly; there's no one here at all." General Liu looked at the chaotic scene around him with a sense of helplessness.

The Japanese were truly terrified by our great general.

Lin Fan said, "It's alright, it's just what I expected. The Toyotomi regime's headquarters is in Heian-kyo, so the people there can't escape."

General Liu was truly in awe of the great general before him. In his entire life, he had never admired anyone, but after following the great general into battle, he was filled with admiration.

He suddenly realized that fighting a war didn't seem so difficult after all.

The general led the charge, fighting fiercely inside for a while before stabbing the enemy commander to death. He then ordered his men to charge. Facing the leaderless Japanese soldiers, they charged on horseback as if they were in an empty field, easily wiping them out.

At the same time, he also discovered how terrifying the armored elite soldiers were.

It's like a sharp blade on the battlefield.

A hundred armored elite soldiers may not seem like much and may not be able to influence the course of a battle, but the impact of a thousand soldiers is enormous.

These locals weren't exactly elite soldiers, but once they put on their armor, they were truly incredibly brave.

He also noticed that the soldiers were undergoing a tremendous transformation; the fear in their eyes was gradually fading, replaced by a sharp killing intent.

……

at this time.

Commander Li led a group of people to a village in Japan. When he looked at the thin, middle-aged historian, he felt helpless. Why did you have to be so stubborn?
Throughout history, how many historians have died?

Countless clans were wiped out.

The current emperor is benevolent. In the past, he would just laugh off whatever the historians recorded, without questioning or demanding anything. But now, for the sake of the Divine Martial General, the emperor is truly determined to kill him.

Any historian with a modicum of intelligence would know how to make the right choice.

“His Majesty’s intentions are clear, His Majesty should understand,” Commander Li said. His Majesty replied, “Commander Li, I know that I will not be able to leave safely after this trip. But as a historian, I must record the truth to be worthy of my position. If everyone is afraid and writes nonsense, how much truth can this history book contain?”

"How can future generations learn the essence from history books and avoid going astray? Haven't you noticed that the events that happened in the court have occurred in every dynasty, and the historical books clearly contain solutions to these problems?" said the historian.

Commander Li shook his head and said nothing more.

After they entered the village.

A pungent, putrid stench assaulted their senses. When they saw what was before them, they were all stunned into silence, staring wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost.

The rotting corpses scattered all over the ground were enough to illustrate the horrific tragedy that had occurred there.

Commander Li's hand involuntarily fell to the hilt of his sword.

The historian began to record, “Commander Li, do not rush to kill me. I only want to record the truth as it is. Once we find the Divine Martial General, I will hang myself without your help.”

"After all, if you take action, it will be His Majesty's decree. His Majesty is a rare and wise ruler, and I do not want His Majesty to have any stain on his record in history."

Hear this.

Commander Li released his hand from the hilt of the sword and sighed, "Lord Wang, why bother?"

"You do not understand."

The historian shook his head.

a few days later.

The historian was numb from watching. He never expected that the Divine Martial General's methods would be so brutal, truly an act of massacring a city and wiping out an entire clan. Those scenes left him with psychological trauma.

Commander Li, who considered himself decisive and ruthless, was filled with extreme fear of the Divine Martial General after witnessing these events.

Today, they have caught up with the great general.

From afar, they could see the city gates of that city collapsed to the ground, with black smoke billowing into the sky. As they approached the city, armored soldiers spotted them.

"Halt! Who are you?" the armored soldier shouted angrily. The chilling aura emanating from him startled Commander Li, who was taken aback. They were so imposing, as if they had fought their way out of a pile of corpses.

Commander Li said, "I came from the capital on His Majesty's orders, but I don't know where the General is."

"The general is inside," the soldier said.

Commander Li said, "Please lead the way, we need to see the General."

At this moment, Lin Fan was riding his horse, calmly observing the situation before him. Hearing the noise, he turned around and was surprised to see a familiar face.

"Commander Li, what brings you here?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

He naturally recognized the commander of the Imperial Guard at a glance.

Commander Li said, “General, His Majesty has ordered me to come here. A group of Japanese people have come to the capital and are requesting His Majesty to summon you back. They say that you are massacring the city and its inhabitants. His Majesty means that these must be Japanese traitors who have infiltrated the people.”

His meaning was very clear.

His Majesty has already prepared an explanation for you.

Just follow what I say.

But to Commander Li's surprise, Lin Fan laughed and said, "Haha, Your Majesty is overthinking it. This general is indeed massacring cities. After capturing a city, I ordered the slaughter of all the Japanese."

"Ah..." Commander Li was stunned.

Looking around, the historian Wang said, "General Lin, why did you commit such a heinous act of massacring a city and exterminating its inhabitants? Don't you know how much such behavior incurs the wrath of both heaven and man?"

"Who are you?" Lin Fan asked.

Commander Li said, "General, this is Historian Wang, who has volunteered to come."

"Oh, so you're a historian. It's alright. Ask whatever you want. As for your claim that this is something that angers both heaven and man, I only want to say that the extermination of the Japanese is inevitable and must be done."

"The Japanese are cruel, cunning, greedy, despicable, shameless, perverted, and bloodthirsty. They secretly learn the ways of the powerful dynasties of the Central Plains. The current Toyotomi regime even boasts that it will destroy Silla in three years and pacify the Central Plains in five years. How can I, the general, let such a wolf-hearted and ambitious people live?"

Lin Fan's voice was cold; no one could stop the annihilation of Japan.

The historian quickly recorded everything. After writing it all down, he went to find a rope, threw it onto a nearby roof beam, moved a stool over, and prepared to stand on it and commit suicide.

"What are you doing?" Lin Fan was a little confused.

The historian said, “General, I am a historian. Your Majesty does not wish for the history books to record your massacre of the city and the extermination of the clan. But I will never change it. Since that is the case, I will hang myself so that Your Majesty will not have any stain on your record.”

"Hahaha..." Lin Fan waved his hand, "Wang the historian, you may come down. Record it however you wish. This general dared to massacre a city and exterminate a clan, so what do I have to fear about being recorded in the history books as a cruel butcher?"

Commander Li said softly, "General, if this is recorded in history, people of a thousand years from now will probably criticize you harshly."

Lin Fan said, "I, Lin Fan, am upright and have a clear conscience. Why should I care about the opinions of future generations? Destroying the Japanese is my top priority right now. Wang Shiguan, don't commit suicide. Since you're already here, stay by my side, read carefully, record carefully, and write down the butcher's style of this general, so that future generations will understand how fierce and domineering the once mighty general of the Central Plains dynasty was."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A hearty laugh echoed through the room.

Wang, the historian, stood on the bench, staring blankly at the mighty general riding on horseback.

"General, do you really not care about these things?" the historian asked.

Lin Fan waved his hand and said, "I don't care at all. Perhaps you think my methods are too cruel, but for me, I am content as long as I can benefit future generations."

"Your Majesty, you will not spare me."

"It's alright, I'll talk to His Majesty and make sure you're safe. Just remember the truth and don't make things up," Lin Fan said.

at this time.

The historian looked at Lin Fan and knew that the Divine Martial General was not joking.

a few days later.

Heian Jing.

The high-ranking officials of the Toyotomi regime knelt there in a row. The room was dimly lit. Toyotomi Hideyoshi sat there with a serious expression, while his confidants on his left and right sides were equally depressed.

"What should we do? The three thousand iron cavalry of the Divine Martial General of the Central Plains Dynasty are already at the city gates." Toyotomi Hideaki's voice was hoarse.

The left side represents the dogmatists, while the right side represents the bureaucrats.

I didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"My lord, there are currently 30,000 troops stationed in Heian-kyo. As long as we hold the city walls, the advantage is in our hands. The daimyo from all over the country have already received the news and are bringing their troops to relieve the siege. Once the daimyo's forces arrive, we will surely be able to destroy the army of the Central Plains dynasty," said the chief strategist under Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

According to the news that came back, the general leading the Central Plains dynasty's army this time is the Divine Martial General, who possesses unparalleled strength and is truly a monster-like existence.

at this time.

outside the city.

Lin Fan rode his horse, looked at Heian-kyo, and said with a smile, "Wang Shiguan, look, this is Heian-kyo. These Japanese have been keeping their strength up and secretly accumulating power. When the time is right, they will invade the Central Plains dynasty. In recent years, if you have been to the coast, you will know that there are often Japanese pirates. But those are not Japanese pirates, but regular Japanese soldiers."

"The purpose was to secretly accumulate wealth and test the fighting strength of the Central Plains dynasty."

The historian said, "General, the city gates are now tightly closed. I wonder how you plan to breach the city. If you choose to forcibly climb the city walls, the losses will be heavy."

Lin Fan said, "Take out your notebook and pen, read carefully, and write carefully. The bravery of the Divine Martial General of the Central Plains Dynasty is unparalleled in the world, as if a god has descended to earth."

After saying that, Lin Fan reined in his horse and headed towards the city gate.

On the city wall.

These are the seven young samurai, close confidants of Toyotomi Hideyoshi and members of the Shizugatake Seven Spears Unit, who are currently responsible for the security of the castle walls. They are the samurai who made outstanding contributions during the Battle of Shizugatake.

Now, they watched as a general from the Central Plains dynasty approached, alone on horseback.

His face was full of anger.

Upon learning that the general of the Central Plains Dynasty would inevitably massacre the city after breaching it, their hearts were already burning with rage, and they wished they could tear Lin Fan to pieces.

"General of the Central Plains, why did you kill my compatriots and even dare to march on Heian-kyo? Do you really think that the Toyotomi regime is something you can offend as easily as you want?"

The young man who spoke was Kato Kiyomasa, a fierce general under Toyotomi Hideyoshi. He was incredibly brave in battle and was known in Japan as Tiger Kato because of his tiger-like courage. There were even rumors that he had actually fought a tiger and loved to eat tiger meat.

Lin Fan looked up at the crowd on the city wall, grinned, and suddenly, he braced himself on the horse's back with one hand and kicked the ground with the other, leaping high into the air like a soaring eagle, appearing in everyone's sight.

When the Japanese generals on the city wall saw this scene, they stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen a ghost.

Before they could even react...

Lin Fan swung his stick, and with a bang, he smashed the head of Kato Kiyomasa, who was known as Tiger Kato, to pieces.

In an instant.

Blood and flesh mingled together, blurring everyone's vision.

"Shut up and spout nonsense, I don't know what kind of bullshit you're spouting." Lin Fan cursed angrily, while the other six were dumbfounded. They never expected that the bravest Kato Kiyomasa would be killed so easily.

Before they could even react...

Lin Fan had already swung his staff and forcefully initiated the attack. In an instant, screams filled the air as corpses fell from the city wall.

As the historian looked at the scene before him, his hand holding the pen trembled, and for a moment he didn't know what to write.

Some time ago, he found it difficult to write about Lin Fan's single-handedly intimidating the royal army, mainly because it was too unbelievable and illogical, and he felt that it was more likely an exaggeration.

Therefore, he chose a simple description in his record of this content, leaving its veracity to future generations to investigate.

Now, he was truly dumbfounded.

I watched as Lin Fan leaped several meters high, appeared on the city wall, and then, like a god descending to earth, smashed the Japanese soldiers into a frenzy.

There was a boom.

The tightly closed city gates were suddenly blasted open, and the billowing dust made it impossible to see anything until the dust settled, revealing Lin Fan standing there proudly, holding an iron rod.

"Enter the city and kill."

After saying that, Lin Fan turned around and charged in alone.

Heian-kyo has 30,000 soldiers, but for Lin Fan, 30,000 or 50,000 is not important. His first destination is the Toyotomi regime's headquarters in the city.

"Kill!!!"

General Liu roared and led his troops into the city.

Commander Li stared blankly, then looked at Historian Wang and asked, "Historian Wang, how should you record this passage?"

The historian looked at Commander Li and replied, "Record it truthfully. When we get back, I will revise what I wrote earlier. The Divine Martial General is so brave and valiant that it cannot be described in just a few words. One page of the history book is not enough. Come, take me into the city. I want to see this historical event with my own eyes."

at this time.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi was still discussing things with his confidants when suddenly a soldier rushed in.

"My lord, it's terrible! The enemy has broken in! The city gates have been breached! Seven lords have perished on the city walls! We can't hold them off! The soldiers of the Central Plains Dynasty are all clad in armor, impervious to swords and spears. We are no match for them!" the soldier cried in terror.

"What?" Toyotomi Hideyoshi suddenly stood up, his expression one of shock.

He never expected that he would fail to hold on.

"Who is it? Who opened the city gates? Weren't you ordered to guard the city?" Toyotomi Hideyoshi shouted angrily.

The soldier said, "My lord, we didn't open the city gate. Instead, the enemy jumped onto the city wall, started a massacre, and then kicked the city gate open. That's a monster, that's a monster!"

Toyotomi Hideyuki cursed angrily, thinking the soldier was talking nonsense and he would never believe it. He immediately led his men to prepare to meet the enemy.

The chaotic situation outside gave Toyotomi Hideyoshi a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.

When he led everyone outside, he was shocked to see a figure who was like a god. Even though he was surrounded by soldiers, he was still invincible. Every time he swung his staff, a large group of soldiers were sent flying.

"This..." Toyotomi Hide was dumbfounded, standing there in a daze, his mind blank, and he didn't know what to say at all.

One of his trusted men said, "My lord, let's go. This isn't a human, it's a ghost or a god. The soldiers can't stop it at all."

"No..." Toyotomi Hide roared, "How can he escape? Kill him, kill him for me!"

Before Toyotomi Hideyoshi could finish speaking, the group of armored cavalry appeared. They charged wildly on horseback, and flesh and blood could not withstand their onslaught, with many being crushed to death.

With the addition of the iron cavalry.

The number of soldiers in the city is decreasing at a visible rate.

With each swing of Lin Fan's staff, several, or even a dozen, people died tragically.

"It's cool."

Lin Fan felt incredibly refreshed and indescribably joyful. Slaughtering the Japanese had long been something he had wanted to do, and now that he was putting it into action, he was naturally in high spirits.

I don’t know how long.

No soldiers dared to appear before Lin Fan. He carried the blood-stained club and walked step by step toward Toyotomi Hideyoshi. His immense pressure, like a mountain, enveloped Toyotomi Hideyoshi and his confidants.

Pfft!
Some people couldn't withstand the pressure and collapsed to the ground in a disheveled state, sweating profusely and trembling.

Lin Fan's hand landed on the hilt of the Goose Feather Blade, and with a whoosh, it was drawn and slain. One of his trusted men clutched his neck, let out a low growl, and collapsed to the ground, motionless.

When they reached Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Hideyoshi's trusted men had already been killed.

"Are you even human?" Toyotomi Hideyoshi asked in a trembling voice.

Lin Fan looked down at his opponent, his goose-feather saber resting on the other's shoulder. "Toyotomi Hideyoshi, the lord of Japan, claims to have grand ambitions: to destroy Silla in three years and pacify the Central Plains in five. What audacity! Five years to pacify the Central Plains? Do you think that's enough time?"

"Or, if I spend about twenty days attacking Heian-kyo, what do you think of my methods?"

Just as Lin Fan was talking to Toyotomi Hideyoshi.

The historian Wang rushed over and stood aside listening to their conversation, his pen never stopping as he frantically took notes.

"General Shenwu led three thousand iron cavalry for twenty days to conquer Heian-kyo of Japan and capture Toyotomi Hideyoshi alive."

Toyotomi Hideyuki took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "General, the Toyotomi family has submitted to His Majesty the Central Plains Dynasty. Why are you sending troops to attack me?"

"Stop joking around. I'm asking you, how did you know I would appear when I led my troops from afar? Who told you?" Lin Fan asked.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi said, "It is your eldest prince."

As soon as these words came out.

Lin Fan's expression froze slightly, as did the historian's, who suddenly opened his mouth in disbelief.

What?
The eldest prince is colluding with the enemy?

If this were recorded in history books, the eldest prince would truly be infamous for eternity, not to mention what his fate would be after he returned.

"Who are you talking about?" Lin Fan asked.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi said, "It was your eldest prince who sent his trusted confidant to inform me."

puff!

Lin Fan swung his knife and slit the other man's throat.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi stared wide-eyed, his head lolling to the side as he fell to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open. He clearly hadn't expected to die so hastily. He was the lord of Wa, and shouldn't he have been captured and sent to the capital alive?
This process is incorrect.

Lin Fan wiped the blood off his goose-feather saber, then looked at the historian Wang and said, "Don't write this down. These bandits from a tiny place, knowing they were doomed, still tried to sow discord between His Majesty and the prince. Their intentions are despicable, do you understand?"

The historian Wang stared at General Lin for a few seconds with his mouth agape before nodding. "Understood, Your Excellency."

"Yes, a good historian must be intelligent and able to distinguish right from wrong. Historian Wang is indeed a role model for historians," Lin Fan said.

Just as they were talking.

General Liu rushed over, "General, most of the soldiers in the city have laid down their weapons and surrendered. What should we do next?"

Lin Fan said, "Do I even need to say it? Slaughter!!!"

"Yes."

General Liu nodded.

He hadn't expected that these Japanese soldiers wouldn't resist to the end, but instead simply throw down their weapons and surrender.

They should be arrested and killed.

It's quite simple.

The court historian said, "General, killing those who surrender is an unlucky omen."

Lin Fan laughed and said, "Unlucky? Then this general really wants to know just how unlucky it is. Historian Wang, just record it as it is. Just say that I, the Divine Martial General Lin Fan, kill those who surrender."

The historian asked, "General, do you have any opinion on killing those who surrender? Do you suspect that their surrender was feigned and that you have no choice but to kill them just in case?"

Lin Fan waved his hand and said, "No, this general just wants to kill them all. Throughout history, how many historians have earned the title of 'butcher'?"

"Three people."

“Alright, then this general will become the fourth butcher,” Lin Fan said.

The historian hesitated, not wanting to speak. He hadn't expected that someone would actually label him a butcher. From now on, the name "butcher" would be impossible to avoid.

Four days later.

Lin Fan stayed in Heian-kyo for four days.

For the historian, he was truly numb. Every day he was killing people, and every day he witnessed countless Japanese being killed. The vast Heian-kyo was already filled with the stench of blood.

Even a slight breath makes my nasal cavity taste bloody.

(End of this chapter)