"Promise you? I didn't promise anything—besides, with you animals, do I still have to talk to you about my credibility? Look at it, what point does Lao Tzu look like a man of his word? ”

Lu Yuan laughed wildly, the short knife was raised high, and it stabbed like lightning with a puff, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed Chaoxiang Gongjiu more than a dozen times in the chest, and then swiped it on the neck!

"Hiko-wang ......"

"Oh my God, King Hiko, King Hiko......"

Thousands of Japanese soldiers wailed and screamed as they watched the blood on Asakanomiya's chest and neck spurting outward, steaming in the cold air, and then falling down like a bundle of straw that had been kicked over.

"Kill him, get that damn Lu Yuan back, a thousand cuts!"

Countless Japanese soldiers roared and rushed out of the city wall, trying to pursue in the direction where Lu Yuan disappeared, and in the next second, the earth-shattering explosions sounded one after another, the whistling shrapnel was raging, and the Japanese soldiers who rushed out were blown up in pieces, howling miserably, and the rest of the people were busy lying down, roaring, and almost crazy with anger.

In the violent explosion, the body of Asaka Gongjiu, who had not yet lost his breath, was blown into the air, and then it was torn apart, spraying a rain of blood, and the broken limbs fell to the ground like a broken flag.

Lu Yuan didn't just run away casually, he pulled all the grenades on his body and threw them on the ground, and before leaving, he finally plotted against these angry Japanese soldiers who had gone crazy and had lost their judgment.

When the explosion was over and the Japanese army rushed out of the city wall again, they only saw the desolate wilderness in the cold wind and snow, and heard the earth-shattering explosions and gunshots in the direction of Shimonoseki, but Lu Yuan, like one of countless snowflakes, disappeared......

Miyamoto was coughing violently, and anxiously asked the medical officer beside him: "King Yan, King Yan ......"

"King Yan is dead, and he was killed by that damn Lu Yuan......"

The medical officer said, and the next second he cried like a mother, and all the Japanese soldiers in the field cried and grabbed the ground, the lieutenant general in the army, and the death of the emperor's royal family, so that everyone suffered the biggest blow since the start of the war.

"I said a long time ago, that madman will not let go of King Yan's ......"

Miyamoto just said with a flushed face, and the next second he said eagerly: "What about that bastard Lu Yuan, bring his corpse over, I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood......"

"The road is far away, and I escaped ......"

An officer gritted his teeth and said, when he thought of Lu Yuan, remembered everything that had just happened, he had a dream-like unreal feeling, there were nearly 10,000 of the emperor's most elite soldiers, but they were played by Lu Yuan alone, and he was severely humiliated in front of everyone, and killed King Yan, and successfully escaped......

Come to think of it, it's simply impossible, it's simply impossible to be true!

If it weren't for the corpses all over the ground, if it weren't for the remnants of King Yan who were piecing together not far away, he would have suspected that he had just had a terrible nightmare, and he would have come to his senses with a few slaps on his face.

"What? You let him escape? You actually let him kill King Hiko, and then fled under your noses? You bunch of ...... of garbage"

Miyamoto just roared heart-rending when he heard this, his eyes widened violently, and in the next second, a blood mist more than a foot high erupted into the sky, and his head was tilted and he lost his breath.

His eyes widened and he didn't blink, and almost everyone believed that Miyamoto Tsuyoshi had not died of his injuries, but that he had been alive - he watched as the guy who had smashed himself into a paralyzed body spared his life again in almost humiliation, just to make him worse off than dead, and to kill Hiko-king under his nose and then escape......

No one knows how angry and unwilling he was when he died.

Shimonoseki, wharf.

All the defeated soldiers and gendarmes were in the final struggle with the Japanese army under the leadership of Xiao Shanling, repeatedly rushing and killing, and every position was permeated with the blood of countless warriors.

Countless boats were desperately transporting refugees, countless refugees had to try to swim across the river under the threat of Japanese artillery fire, and the icy Yangtze River was full of moving heads, and countless people were robbed of the last bit of heat by the icy river, and then sank to the bottom of the river.

"Hit, hit!"

"Kill, fight with the little devils......"

Everyone almost reached the point of running out of ammunition and food, and all they could do was to hold their bayonets or bodies, rush forward in the face of the overwhelming rain of bullets from the Japanese army, and then die a sad death.

On the dock, the refugees who could not afford to swim and gamble their luck cried and shook the sky, at this moment, they no longer had any reason to blame these soldiers, they could see that these people really tried their best, really shed the last drop of blood.

Japanese military headquarters.

"General, bad news......"

The liaison officer almost rushed to the conference room of the military headquarters in tears, and everyone's hearts began to twitch the moment they saw him, since the attack on Nanjing, when everyone thought that the victory was in their hands, there were many situations that they had never imagined.

The battleship was sunk, more than a dozen warplanes were attacked and crashed, and even Vice Admiral Nakajima was killed, they really didn't want to hear any bad news, but in fact, when they saw the liaison officer crying and shaking the sky, they knew that something more tragic had happened than all the misfortunes before.

"King Asakahiko, who was killed by that damn Lu Yuan in front of many soldiers, and General Miyamoto Tsuyoshi was also seriously wounded and died......"

When the liaison officer said the word Lu Yuan, the clear sound of grinding his teeth made people feel that he was gnawing on someone's bones now.

"Hiko-wang ......"

As soon as he heard this name, Matsui Ishone's mind was almost blank, and he slumped in his chair with a scream - that was the emperor's younger brother, although there were various estrangements between him and the emperor, but after all, blood was thicker than water, and now, the other party died in Nanjing under the rule of the emperor, and he didn't dare to imagine what kind of blame he would receive.

He knows very well that no matter what, he is finished, even if he will not be given death, but all his future is over.

and Miyamoto Gang, an old friend who was also a teacher and friend, also died in Nanjing, thinking about this, Matsui Ishine felt that his heart was convulsing.

"A long way, a long way!"

Matsui Shigen was wailing in his heart, muttering over and over again this name that he had almost never heard before, it was this guy who made all the things that he had originally mastered have changed beyond his expectations, he can be sure that if it weren't for this guy, his army would have already controlled Nanjing by now, and he would never have died so many soldiers, general, his military career would be extremely perfect!

After a long time, he finally calmed down and said: "Let Nanjing, to King Asakahiko, Lieutenant General Nakajima, and General Miyamoto Tsuyoshi, be buried together!" ”