Upon seeing you make a move, the fishern imdiately panicked slightly. Training and fighting to the death are two different things. When they witnessed a living person being skewered by you, more than a dozen of them wet their pants in fright on the spot. Instead of advancing to kill the enemy, they turned and fled, screaming as they ran.
You couldn’t help but sneer at the sight, secretly lanting that you had overestimated these wild n. When you were about to finish off the fleeing soldier, a fisherman who had been pushing a wooden cart suddenly drew a wooden sword from his back, sprinted forward with a few swift steps, and struck the soldier’s neck with a fierce blow!
"Bang!"
The soldier was knocked to the ground. The fisherman picked up a spear from the ground and viciously stabbed it into the soldier’s back, pinning him to the grass.
"Hmm, not bad. At least there’s one that can be used," a faint satisfied smile appeared on your face.
The commotion on the hillside was naturally noticed by those nearby, naturally eliciting screams from so, especially won, whose screams were particularly piercing.
Due to so people fleeing temporarily, you were left with seven by your side.
"Are you afraid?" You communicated with the seven beside you in the simplest terms.
"No!" The seven shook their heads together. Originally, the six were a bit worried, but seeing their comrade easily take down a soldier who usually acted high and mighty, they suddenly beca spirited. And with a "Son of Poseidon" like you by their side, they felt fearless.
"Good! Fight your way in, there will be won, food!"
A good start is half the battle.
You hadn’t planned to sneak into the city. This trip wasn’t about conquering it, but to seize food and supplies, while also giving your subordinates so real combat experience.
Encouraged by you, the seven placed the cart outside Yan City. Two held spears and moved quickly ahead, three carried wooden swords in the middle, staying alert. The other two also held wooden swords and brought up the rear.
You followed right behind the seven, with a faint smile on your face.
Soon, the sound of copper gongs ca from within the fortress, and a fully ard squad of soldiers rushed out!
The mont these fully ard soldiers appeared, you burst into laughter, clutching your belly. You were so excited that, with a flick of your wrist, you inadvertently toppled a nearby household!
Amidst your wild laughter, you watched as the seven fishern you trained faced the so-called elite guard of the City Lord.
Although you had no clue about the current standards of the Great Han’s soldiers or their combat quality, if the military level of all Japan was only like this, you were confident you could unify Japan within a year or even a few months.
The elite guard of the City Lord comprised about thirty individuals. They wore uniform clothing, clad in bamboo armor, wielding weapons similar to machetes. As they charged out from the Stone Fortress, they didn’t deem the seven fishern worth their attention, and instinctively shouted, seemingly trying to intimidate them into fleeing.
However, what awaited the elite guard were two sharp spears!
The training received by the fishern was different from ordinary military training. This was a new idea you developed while training them. When exploring your combat strengths, you ventured alone into the dense forest at the back of the fishing village, facing a pack of wolves. With rely a fine steel machete in hand, you brought dozens of grey wolf carcasses back to the fishern.
In the deadly fight with the wolves, you killed most of them with a single blow. Exiting the forest, you decided to teach the fishern the most direct killing techniques. By "killing techniques," you ant identifying the enemy’s vital points and using a weapon to kill them at the fastest speed and most accurate angle.
In your view, with Japan’s sparse population, large-scale army operations were unlikely, making individual combat strength crucial. This was why you had devoted a lot of ti to training these fishern. While training them, with nothing else to do, you also studied Fusang’s so-called Sword Drawing Skill. Though you knew little about the dog-like Laihe sword technique, you focused on the concept of a single fatal blow, intending to apply this tactic in future wars.
The blades of the two spears pierced the throats of two soldiers with precision, instantly taking their lives. The fishern wielding spears had noticeably greater strength than ordinary people, forcing their way through the enemy line, scattering their formation.
Then, three n quickly advanced, two tossing their wooden swords at the enemy before picking up two choppers from the ground.
In these tis, battles like these were common occurrences, and though the soldiers’ formations were sowhat chaotic, they managed to hold their position and encircled the seven fishern. Three even charged towards you with weapons, believing you to be their leader.
The seven quickly ford a coherent attack-defense system, congregating in a circle. The two with spears were protected in the center, responsible for long-range attack and suppression, while three were on the defensive, and the remaining two awaited their opportunity to strike.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, an earth-shattering noise occurred, and a soldier fell from the sky, landing headfirst in front of the seven tense fishern.
Subsequently, both sides turned their attention towards you, witnessing a terrifying scene they had never imagined in their lives. Towering over the Japanese, you held two soldiers by their feet, all the while sporting the sa faint smile, casually waving the soldier you held in your right hand into the air and letting him plumt from dozens of ters high, causing instant death upon impact.
Seeing the surrounding crowd gaze at you with a demon-like expression, you chuckled and said, "Just this little trick and you Japanese are scared? The real show is just beginning, let’s give you sothing spectacular!"
With a smirk, you grabbed the soldiers’ legs in each hand, then declared - "Before coming here, wasn’t there a scene of ripping ghosts apart by hand in those anti-Japanese dramas? Brother is going to try it today!"
With those words, you gave a fierce tug, imdiately revealing a grueso scene. Bright red blood splattered into the sky above. The soldier you held in hand had a leg torn away from his body, with part of his viscera spilling out, delivering a profoundly direct visual and ntal shock to others.
Screaming!
Crying!
Fleeing!
The entire Yan City descended into chaos, with everyone too terrified to linger. They abandoned their hos and important possessions, wanting only to flee Yan City as quickly as possible.
The soldiers, too, dispersed at the first opportunity, having no courage to fight such a devil.
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