Murong Fu allowed Zhu Wuxia and Shan Yuru to run outside the city without any intention of chasing him.

The position of the next shelling, as he said.

It is the gate of [Tokyo].

The "swoosh~swoosh~" sounded again, and another round of bombing, this time an indiscriminate attack.

Let the military and civilians who want to escape from [Tokyo] die more and more miserable.

"Why? Why?" Toyotomi Hideyoshi asked Murong Fu angrily: "Why do you treat us like this?"

"Are you a devil?"

Murong Fu walked towards Toyotomi Hideyoshi and gently tapped his fingers between the other party's eyebrows.

The 300,000 in Nanjing, the 731 in Northeast China, Mr. Zhang's "Nanjing Massacre" and so on, things only Murong Fu knows.

It instantly appeared in his mind.

After half a breath, Toyotomi Hideyoshi sat on the ground, unable to believe that this was what they did in Japan.

"Beast! Beast!"

"I didn't expect that my descendants would be such disgusting beasts."

At this moment, he discovered that what Murong Fu did was simply a kind Buddha.

He just slaughtered the enemy, and did not abuse the Japanese people.

He could understand such a great hatred.

"Haha, now you should understand that I would rather give up the battle for hegemony in the Central Plains than destroy you, a group of beasts with mixed genes."

"If you don't die, I will be unable to sleep or eat."

Murong Fu looked at the broken limbs and arms all over the ground, feeling extremely comfortable and had a clear idea.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi begged: "Can you leave us a trace of blood?"

"Don't exterminate our race?"

Murong Fu smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, I will leave you an island where you can get married and have children."

"Really?" Toyotomi Hideyoshi couldn't believe that Murong Fu would be so generous that he could still allow them to reproduce in the face of such great hatred.

Murong Fu nodded and said, "Let your descendants go there."

"The entire island is full of children of your Toyotomi family, how about it?"

Toyotomi Hideyoshi hurriedly knelt at Murong Fu's feet and kept kowtowing: "Thank you, thank you for your generosity."

Murong Fu stood up with his hands behind his back and said, "Now you should encourage your soldiers not to put down the weapons in your hands."

"Otherwise, my soldiers will feel burdened when they kill."

"After all, our descendants of China are all human beings, and they are incomparable to you, the miscellaneous people who slaughtered them."

Toyotomi Hideyoshi's face froze and he swallowed his saliva. He knew that Chinese people rarely massacre prisoners.

But for the sake of future generations to survive.

He endured it and echoed: "Murongsang, please rest assured, I will let my soldiers persevere until the last moment."

"Very good." Murong Fu laughed and said, "You Japanese people are indeed like dogs from ancient times to the present."

After saying that, he walked out of the city without looking back. The disaster of [Tian Destiny Sect] must be dealt with.

At this time, outside the city of [Tokyo], four gates were waiting for Murong Fu's army.

The armor is cold and cold.

Each one is solemn and solemn, with an extremely murderous intent.

The evil storm, the iron hand, the cold blood and others each led a unit.

Seeing the enemy who escaped from [Tokyo], he ordered without any hesitation and said, "Shoot the arrow."

Cannonballs, plus the rain of arrows all over the sky.

The remaining limbs fell to the ground, the head flew horizontally, the flesh flew horizontally, and the brain was covered with the ground.

No unnecessary words or unnecessary actions.

Fengbo Ye was motionless and held the big knife in his hand.

Watching the situation in front of you.

Although the tenacity and tenacity shown to the Japanese army was expected.

But he was still shocked by the cruel scene after really witnessing it with his own eyes.

Because of the dense crowd.

Almost every shell can kill seven or eight people if it falls.

Every arrow is a life.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of lives were harvested.

Soon, the shells were all burned and the sharp arrows were shot out.

The bloody hand-to-hand combat officially began.

[Druddle Whale Army] and [Black Liang Iron Cavalry] engage in coordinated combat.

Cut, chop, chop, thorn.

Simple and simple movements are like the sickle of the god of death.

Chop wheat one by one.

The sword lights and swords are shadows, and the sword rises and the halberds fall.

Every corner is filled with bloody battles.

Round after round, the Japanese army repeatedly swept out.

Although the Japanese army was large in number, its morale was weak and its morale was completely gone.

There is no difference from a group of farmers holding forks.

Roaring and trying to attack the [Druddle Whale Army].

But he was hit by a ruthless head-on.

In a blink of an eye, the body became a hill.

Everyone in the field can swear with their hearts.

They have never seen such a cruel battle.

Almost every breath, someone will die under their knife.

This kind of killing method is with long-distance bombardment and arrow attacks.

There is an essential gap.

Finally, under tremendous psychological pressure.

A veteran of the [Drucian Whale Army] couldn't help but vomit.

But he did not hesitate at all and continued to wave the big knife.

There is nothing else, just because this is Murong Fu's order.

Because among all the soldiers, Murong Fu is a god.

It is their belief.

God asked them to kill people, and they killed them.

They will be wrong, God will be wrong, but Murong Fu will not be wrong!

"Kill! Kill!" Feng Bo roared angrily.

Hundreds of thousands of troops face tens of millions of enemies.

From noon, we fought until the next morning.

No matter how strong they are, they cannot kill them all.

Almost two-pointers were missed.

However, this was not beyond Murong Fu's expectations.

Therefore, he had already organized a group of refugees to make a fortune.

A strangling team was formed to chase and kill all the Japanese who had fled.

"Crazy, crazy! This Murong Fu is just a madman."

"More than 10 million Japanese people were cut into watermelons by his army." Shan Yuru did not forget to complain while running away.

"Haha, I, Zhu Xiawu, think I am a peerless hero, and now I compare with Murong Fu."
To be continued...