Chapter 142: A Man Should Kill

"Live in the world...Live in the world!" The mountains responded with a faint mocking voice. The Japanese soldiers on the road were horrified when they heard Wei Jichen's words. Wei Jichen, the god of death... Although Oshima Hisanao was in the middle of the 6th Brigade, fighting with the Fengtian Army and the Xizi Army, the voice also came through the mountains. He hid behind a huge rock, looked at Shibano Island in horror, and muttered to himself: "Is this the god of death? No wonder, no wonder Osako Naotoshi suffered a loss at his hands. He actually set up this trap from the beginning. Our 3rd Division has been led by him all the time." The headquarters, the 3rd Division, Nogi-kun, and even the people of the whole world were all fooled by him. No wonder he could write the article on protracted war that scared the headquarters. The headquarters did not hesitate to advance the time for the decisive battle between the two main forces, just to fear that the Qing Dynasty would continue to recruit soldiers, and then fight again and again. The shock to the Japanese soldiers was so great that their morale plummeted. Katsura Taro, who was the person involved, was so panicked that his hands and feet were shaking. He sat on his horse and stared blankly at the place where the sound came from. Then the sound seemed to come from all directions. The mountains, trees, the sky and the earth were all blaming him. The world was so big that he had no place to stay. Katsura Taro looked at the soldiers who kept falling around him with lifeless eyes. The screams kept amplifying in his ears and kept pulling at his heart. "Live in this world, commit seppuku, seppuku..." Katsura Taro kept repeating these words. "One wrong step, all wrong steps. The empire's six thousand warriors are all because of me, Katsura Taro. Today they have to sacrifice here. I, Katsura Taro, am a sinner of the empire. Your Majesty, I am guilty! I have no face to live in this world anymore." Katsura Taro fell off his horse, then turned over and knelt heavily on the ground, knocking his head on the ground continuously. Jiro Ogawa had long noticed that Katsura Taro's expression was not right. Although they were trapped here, as long as they desperately broke out and sacrificed their soldiers to save their king, most of the soldiers might be able to escape. But after the division commander heard what Wei Jichen said, his will collapsed in that instant. It must be said that Katsura Taro was not an easy person to deal with. The reason why he fell into Wei Jichen's trap was caused by various factors at the same time. First, he still had a sense of shame and conscience, and he deeply blamed himself for the 3rd Division falling into such a dangerous place. Second, he had witnessed Wei Jichen's bravery with his own eyes before, and it became an unforgettable nightmare. He was overjoyed to learn that Wei Jichen was dead, and now he was shocked to hear that Wei Jichen was still alive. This rapid change from joy to shock was a huge shock, and when Wei Jichen launched a plan to rebel, his mind was immediately captured by it. "Your Excellency, the division commander, the lieutenant general, Katsura Taro,... wake up." Ogawa Jiro hurried forward, holding Katsura Taro's shoulders with both hands, trying to wake up the division commander who seemed to have been seduced. Katsura Taro continued to kowtow to the ground, until his head was broken and blood flowed from his forehead and all over his face, and the ground was also stained red. "Hey, Katsura Taro, why don't you commit suicide?" Wei Jichen saw Katsura Taro's reaction from above, and was surprised. He took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire and scolded. Katsura Taro's feelings when he heard this voice were different from others. Now, in his mind, except for being able to hear Wei Jichen's voice, everything around him became silent. Wei Jichen's voice was like an imperial decree from the sky, which filled his mind all at once. Katsura Taro picked up the samurai sword from the side and was about to cut his abdomen. With this knife, he would not be able to survive. Jiro Ogawa was horrified. He rushed forward and kicked the samurai sword out of Katsura Taro's hand. He shouted to the soldiers who were stunned and still did not know how to move forward: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and hold on to the division commander." The three soldiers came to their senses and stepped forward to hold Katsura Taro down, so that he could not struggle. Wei Jichen saw this scene through the telescope and sighed with regret. Little did he know that the soldiers around him were looking at him with great admiration. In the eyes of these soldiers, Wei Jichen has now really become a god, a god who can decide life and death with a single word. During the Three Kingdoms period, Zhang Fei's three roars scared Xiahou Jie to death. I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect that the legend is now happening in front of me. The attacking soldiers saw with their own eyes that Katsura Taro was frightened by his general's three roars and fell off his horse. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive. On the entire battlefield, all the Japanese who heard Wei Jichen's voice were discouraged, and all the soldiers on his side who heard Wei Jichen's voice were deeply encouraged. Wei Jichen walked down the hillside. A dozen horses were ready below. He was going to use his military skills to boost morale in the various armies. In the Fengtian Army's attack position, the soldiers were leaning behind the trees, shooting fiercely at the road below, but the accuracy was a bit disappointing. Nie Guilin was hiding in a safe place, silently watching the panicked Japanese army below, happily dreaming of promotion and wealth. He had just heard Wei Jichen's roar. Although he was also excited, he was not ready to go into battle in person. Suddenly, he heard a cheer coming from the position bordering the Wei army. Nie Guilin looked up and saw Wei Jichen's face as bright as a star, with the Longquan sword sent by the court when he was the commander-in-chief on his waist. He was majestic and came with light hooves in the snow. Nie Guilin felt a sense of conviction in his heart - if he had a son, he should be like Wei Jichen.

"Brothers, the Japanese are surrounded by our army. They have endless wine to drink and endless enemies to kill. Now, I, Wei Jichen, am willing to use the three-foot green peak in my hand to chop off all the Japanese heads and kill all the Japanese soldiers with my brothers. Brothers, men should kill people. Are you willing to follow me to fight for three thousand miles, and one sword is as powerful as a million soldiers!" Wei Jichen drew out the Longquan sword from his waist, raised it high, and shouted loudly with heroic spirit. "Cut off all the Japanese heads and kill all the Japanese soldiers!" The soldiers of the Fengjun army looked at Wei Jichen with a heroic face and shouted loudly in response. "Brothers! I am not without clothes, I share the same robe with you. When the king raises his army, I will repair my spears and spears, and I share the same hatred with you. I am not without clothes, I share the same clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will repair my armor and weapons, and I will go with you. Brothers, follow me to kill the enemy!" Wei Jichen raised his whip and pointed forward. Wherever his eyes pointed, the soldiers all walked, and wherever his voice passed, everyone shouted to kill. Countless Fengtian Army soldiers rushed down without hesitation and launched a general attack on the Japanese. Wei Jichen felt dizzy. He had just used the morale booster several times until the morale of the Fengtian Army was raised to more than 80, which consumed a lot of mental energy. He quickly took out a Baihua Yulu pill from his arms and threw it into his arms. Then, he ran towards the next target without looking back. Wherever Wei Jichen passed, the soldiers seemed to be under the spell of someone, and they did not dare to die. Everyone rushed down. For a while, the whole battlefield was filled with the shouts of Chinese soldiers, which frightened the Japanese soldiers to death. At the exit of the valley, Xu Bangdao had already led his soldiers to fight with the Japanese Kurihana Regiment. Because this place was far away from the Weizi Army’s station, Wei Jichen’s voice was only faintly heard here. When Kurifa saw his army was surrounded, he immediately ordered his soldiers to launch breakouts again and again regardless of casualties. If Xu Bangdao had not always been very strict in his military discipline, he might have really broken through. "I am Wei Jichen here. Brothers, follow Wei Jichen to turn around and kill the enemy." Wei Jichen suddenly appeared at the defensive position of the Gongwei Army like a god. When the soldiers of the Gongwei Army heard Wei Jichen's shouts, they suddenly felt endless power all over their bodies. "Kill the enemy!" The soldiers of the Gongwei Army rushed out of their hiding places and roared towards the Japanese. Wei Jichen led a hundred personal soldiers and rushed to the front. These more than a hundred people were like a hurricane, rolling towards the Japanese soldiers. When they were about fifty meters away from the Japanese soldiers, the hundred personal soldiers threw out the grenades in their hands. Suddenly, boom..., more than a hundred grenades exploded in the Japanese team at the same time, bringing a bloody storm. The Kurifahara Regiment, which was originally in an offensive formation, was hit so hard that it didn't even have time to defend, and many loopholes appeared on the front line. Wei Jichen slowed down, and when countless guards rushed past him, he sped up again and moved forward. Kurifa had been lying in a depression to command the regiment to fight. At this time, before he had time to turn around, the guards had already rushed over. He was hit by a grenade and died on the spot. Woo woo woo... The horn of the general attack sounded. In the peaks on both sides of the narrow sky, all the soldiers of the army heard the horn and gave up shooting on the spot. They jumped up and joined the swarming army. An army of more than 10,000 people surrounded the Japanese from all directions. At the headquarters of the 3rd Division, Staff Officer Jiro Ogawa was shocked to see the Qing army's massive attack. He originally thought that only Wei Jichen dared to confront the imperial army head-on, but he did not expect that today these Qing soldiers were like possessed and became extremely brave. Jiro Ogawa looked at the retreat route with worry, where the Wei army was defending tightly to prevent him from retreating. Looking at the way to go, there were imperial soldiers fleeing here in panic. Looking to the left and right, countless Qing soldiers were swarming down, and there was really no way out. Looking down, it was Katsura Taro who had lost his soul and kept muttering to himself: "I am guilty, I deserve to die, I am guilty..." Looking around in confusion, where should my 3rd Division go? "Gentlemen, this time I'm afraid it's more dangerous than safe. Pass the order, all regiments burn the regiment flags. Today, we will fight Wei Jichen to the death, and we will never surrender until the last man." Ogawa Jiro shouted loudly with fierce eyes. Several guards rushed to pass the order. The remaining Japanese were aroused by him, and they looked at the aggressive Qing army with desperate eyes, fixed their bayonets, and went forward without hesitation.