Chapter 520: No Reason

In war, it is about courage.

The first drum raises the spirit, the second makes it wane, the third makes it exhausted.

When the Japanese pirates rushed onto the cliff, only to see Qi Jiguang, who should have been dead, leading the Qi Family Army and the Dengzhou Guard to kill them, they still had the courage to fight.

When the Qi Family Army was chiseling, rushing, and killing in the battle formation, they at least knew there were reinforcements climbing the cliff behind, outstanding generals, and Tanaka Shinbei ready to make a move at any time, so they could still maintain their fighting spirit.

But when the round moon sword light, like a miracle, drawn by Tanaka Shinbei was easily cut off, and his head was smashed through by a punch—the rout finally began to take shape.

The young Japanese pirate stood on the spot, watching Li Miao disgustedly scrape the head hanging on his arm, shaking off the yellow and white matter stained on his clothes, his mind a blank.

It shouldn't be like this, it couldn't be like this.

The Great Shu's military preparations were lax.

The Central Plains *jianghu* was exhausted.

Thousands of elites gathered by three *daimyo*, planned for months, had figured out the Dengzhou Guard thoroughly, and even the Dengzhou Guard Commander had been bought off. For safety, they even invited a villain like Tanaka Shinbei to hold the line. Even the whereabouts and strength of the Heaven-Man experts of the surrounding major sects had been explored.

Planning, strength, martial arts, preparation.

Every single one was planned, every single one should have been foolproof.

But, why?

Why did it become like this?

His vision lost focus, and the sounds around him suddenly pulled away.

He suddenly remembered some things.

Two months ago, he had sent people to exterminate Qi Jiguang's relatives, attempting to lure Qi Jiguang away or use this to mess up his state of mind; this was originally a casual move.

But this casual move involved many things.

Fucheng County Huang residence, a 【Sword Saint】 disappeared inexplicably; Dayan Hall, the sect they had finally discovered that might hold the witchcraft inheritance, was exterminated inexplicably before he arrived, and even Fujiwara-kun was buried there.

After he confirmed that these things were related to the soldier who escaped from Qi Jiguang's hometown, he sensed something was wrong, so he deliberately transferred more samurai and Tanaka Shinbei from Japan, attempting to wipe out the risk completely.

Thinking about it now, all these things were actually on one person—he had always been outside the line of sight, but had dominated the occurrence of all this.

Including today.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Jump down! Jump down!"

The sound suddenly pulled closer, becoming clear.

The young Japanese pirate's vision focused again.

But he didn't move.

Because everything was already over.

The personal guards guarding him were using their scabbards to push away the Japanese pirates squeezing over from this side, but with little effect.

Several personal guards drew their swords to kill several deserters, attempting to stop the rout, but the next instant, a blade stabbed from nowhere into their bodies.

The Qi Family Army had already killed through the formation horizontally, turning their heads to pounce toward this side. The Dengzhou Guard soldiers surged in from the gap killed by the Qi Family Army, using shields to squeeze the separated Japanese pirates in the middle, stabbing blades through the gaps in the shields.

More Japanese pirates broke away from the battle line intersecting with the Dengzhou Guard, turning and fleeing toward the cliff direction.

However, as the human tide rolled, it suddenly split from the middle.

In the center of the battlefield, a tall figure was walking slowly toward him, holding the unrecognizable corpse of Tanaka Shinbei in his hand.

He had a casual demeanor and lazy steps.

But like a reef, he split the human tide into two halves.

The young Japanese pirate opened his mouth.

He still wanted to salvage something.

Perhaps sue for peace?

Perhaps use his reputation to stop the momentum of the rout and try to kill back?

Or perhaps turn and flee to preserve a shred of life for himself?

His thoughts fluctuated, only to be denied one by one.

A bitter smile appeared on his face.

It made no sense; not to mention that the military strength of both sides was similar, as long as the man walking toward him on the battlefield was still there, his life would always be in his hands, and his side's morale could not be restored.

"You all go." ===== CHAPTER 521 =====