Person.

As far as the eye can see, all the people are people.

blocked their way.

They were not wearing military uniforms, but the murderous aura they exuded was no weaker than those South Vietnamese soldiers.

Even those standing at the forefront, with their scarlet eyes open and holding only farm tools such as sickles, hoes, knives and forks, give people the feeling of being very powerful and invincible.

"Bypass them!"

Ba Gesang commanded less than 100 people in the Japanese language to continue to break through to the place where the crowd was the smallest and seemed to be the weakest.

The pirates who rushed to the front rushed forward one by one, and before they could tear a hole in the crowd, Hachigasang followed.

Those young men who only stood in a straight line burst out with amazing strength, and the Japanese robbers were like sheep entering a herd of tigers, originally going to break through, but when they came to the front, they could only be sent to death.

Terrible!

It's horrible!

Only then did Ba Gesang know that the power of the South Vietnamese people was so strong.

In the past, although they also looted and burned in a small area, they all ran away when they saw that there were many South Vietnamese people.

After taking the initiative to attack the city and plunder the land for the first time and taste the sweetness of victory, I thought that the South Vietnamese were all muddy and treated those South Vietnamese people so cruelly.

Now he realizes that he was very wrong.

The South Vietnamese, who had ignited their hatred and anger, seemed even more ferocious than they were the robbers of the sea!

"Kill them! Avenge the dead! ”

"Kill them all!"

When Ba Gesang heard the earth-shattering shout, he was so frightened that he softened, and he couldn't hold the weapon in his hand, and smashed it on the ground with a "clang".

"General! General, you have an idea, what should we do now? ”

What else can I do?

Pa Gesang watched as more and more of his men fell to the ground, while the South Vietnamese were more and more, even if he was reluctant, he tore a piece of white cloth from his clothes and raised it above his head.

Shouting loudly in the official dialect of South Vietnam.

"Stop fighting! Stop it! ”

"I surrender! We surrender! ”

For so many years, the Japanese have only been beaten away, and they have not been besieged and intercepted to the point of surrender.

When the local refugees heard Bagesang's words, they paused for a moment in their slashing movements, then pretended not to hear and continued to fight with the Japanese invaders.

If surrender works, do they still need to risk their lives to wait here for the pirates?

They will never forget how the pirates dealt with the unarmed civilians in the city!

The blood spilled from the corpses under the city wall not far away, some of them haven't dried yet!

In the face of the Japanese who are about to surrender, the locals are more ruthless and blacker, and they are bound to deal with these murderers before the arrival of the rear army!

"General, your voice is too quiet, they may not be able to hear!"

Ba Gesang heard the reproachful tone of his subordinates, and he was half angry.

It was true that his voice was a little hoarse from exhaustion.

But judging from the reaction of the South Vietnamese, they obviously heard it but pretended not to hear it, and wanted to catch them all.

No way!

"Stand back! Let's go and surrender to the Emperor of South Vietnam! ”

Ba Gesang's repeated forward and backward made many of his subordinates angry, and they wanted to refute but their lives were in danger, so they could only turn around and run back like a lost dog.

At this time.

Standing on the city wall, Zhang Junlin, who saw this scene with his own eyes, commanded Xu Yong, who came to his side.

"Including the Japanese general, leave ten live mouths at random, and the rest, you can do it."

"Ten alive?"

Xu Yong was taken aback.

Zhang Junlin couldn't tell at once whether Xu Yong felt that there were too many people or too few people left.

If he hadn't temporarily changed his plan to exterminate the Japanese, none of them would have been left behind.

"Go ahead."

Zhang Junlin urged Xu Yong, who was unwilling to move.

"It's too late, and even their generals will be killed."

At this time.

Ba Gesang, who is running wildly with all his strength to feed, is indeed not far from death.

The strenuous exercise made his breathing unsmooth, from his heart and lungs to his throat and eyes, it was hot and painful, but seeing the sword in the sky thrown down as if he didn't want money, he still didn't dare to relax a little, and continued to run in the direction of the city wall.

He regretted it.

I knew that I would die worse if I ran out, and it was better to surrender to the prince of Nanyue at that time.

After all, he is the prince of a country, and he will never kill prisoners of war no matter what.

But now, he was still a hundred meters away from the city wall.

This 100-meter distance is like a moat of life and death, it is so difficult to cross...... With one hand, he pulled away one of his subordinates who wanted to get past him, dragged the man backwards, and threw him into the South Vietnamese who were chasing them, and he also turned a deaf ear when he heard the terrible screams behind him.

It is better to die to others than to die yourself.

He couldn't even save his own life, and he didn't care about others.

Besides.

He is a general, and the soldiers are going to die!

"It's close!"

"Closer!"

When Bagesang saw the city wall close at hand, he cheered in his heart.

With the last of his strength, he raised his hands and shook the white strip of cloth in his hand, trying to make it visible to the decision-makers on the city walls.

"Prince of Nanyue! I give up! ”

"Prince of Nanyue! We surrender! ”

Zhang Junlin, who was standing on the city wall, took a cursory glance at the number of people under the city wall, raised his sleeve and swept over to a few people.

directly used his strength to roll those people in front of Xu Yong and them.

Xu Yong was also very good, and immediately commanded the left and right to lift them up and throw them towards the pursuing crowd.

Seeing those unlucky widows being hacked to death with knives, Bagosang was so frightened that his soul flew away.

"Prince of Nanyue, why don't you accept our surrender?!"

When death came, Ba Gesang thought that he would die horizontally and vertically, and he had no respect and fear for high-level martial artists, just resentment and dissatisfaction.

"If you refuse us to surrender, you will be cursed by the Martial God, and you will be defeated in every battle......"

"Don't scare me with those curses."

Zhang Junlin opened his mouth slowly and asked Ba Gesang.

"You just said that you surrendered to the prince of Nanyue, but now I am the emperor of Nanyue, and you can't find the right person to surrender, don't you deserve to kill you?"

“……”

Ba Gesang was dumbfounded.

I didn't expect the other party to use such a small detail to take his life.

He will never let the other party succeed!

"Monarch of South Vietnam! I, Ba Gesang, surrender to you! I hope you will be able to treat us like prisoners of war in Western Chu! Those who descend will not be killed! ”

Hearing this, Zhang Junlin knew that this Ba Gesang knew a lot about the affairs of South Vietnam.

The main island of Dongying is so far away from the coast of South Vietnam, and I don't know how much manpower and financial resources have been spent to inquire about South Vietnam.

Sure enough, the thief's heart to occupy my inland territory will only grow and will not disappear!

Zhang Junlin deliberately muttered silently, pretending to think.

Bat Gesang turned his head to look at the approaching South Vietnamese people, trembling with fright.

Some of the widows who were relatively small and had not had a good psychological endurance turned around directly, knelt on the ground and kept begging the people for mercy, so frightened that their pants were wet.

I was afraid that these wolf-like South Vietnamese would hack them to death again.

Behold.

The South Vietnamese people who stepped forward did not rashly move again, but looked up at the black figure on the city wall.

"Prince? Monarch? Standing on the city wall is our Royal Highness the Crown Prince? ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has become the new emperor, what about the old emperor? Did you lose the battle and let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince kill? ”