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Chapter 132 - Death of a Knight

The Japanese nation was a nation that worshipped order. Regardless of whether the order was reasonable or cruel, as long as it appeared, they would follow it. For example, rather than dying from fear in Tu Cheng, it would be better to just accept Xiao Letian's harsh conditions.

Wasn't it just sitting there? Wasn't it just asking the murderer to turn himself in? The people all had their own plans in mind. Even if ten thousand Japanese s were to lose ten thousand criminals, wouldn't the remaining one be the majority? Moreover, the killer should be dead, but Xiao Letian never said what kind of crime the robber was.

Therefore, not only did the people of the lower levels not resist at all with regards to Xiao Letian's punishment, they all smiled and thought that they had safely passed through this calamity.

The people who corresponded to the lowly commoners were soldiers. Hearing the hesitation in Xiao Letian's words, the hearts of the soldiers rose to their throats. Immediately after, Japanese displayed his spirit of the martial dao, causing all the Chinese guards to exclaim in surprise.

All of the middle-lower levelled warriors in the crowd stood up, and all of them knelt down in front of the camp entrance, begging Yepingtai to give them a set of costal deviation, and then begged the sea cuttlefish people to admit their mistakes. When they saw the hesitation in the eyes of the people of sea cuttlefish, they bowed towards each other and said their goodbyes, hoping that the deceased would apologize for the earlier deaths.

”My lords, we have already lost. The losers should have had their hearts cut open and let the hatred between us end in our lives!”

”After I die, please bury me in the place where the cherry blossoms bloom. Let my spirit soul continue to protect the honor of being a warrior …”

”Sire, let our blood wash away our sins, and use our lives to dissolve the anger in your heart …” Please! ”

Xiao Letian looked at the group of warriors kneeling in front of him, his heart was in a mess. Is this the spirit of a warrior? To be able to laugh so heartily at death, was caesarean section as easy as an outing?

Amidst the chaos, no one discovered Kiyoshi Yamamoto's strangeness. This martial general who was famous for his irritability and irritability was currently abnormally calm. No, he was not calm. If you observed his eyes, you would discover that this military general who had initiated that tyrannical civil war was completely confused and completely dumbfounded.

Yes, the faith in Kiyoshi Yamamoto's heart had already collapsed. Ever since he found out that the Hidden Fog Kid was actually the's enemy, all of the perseverance in his heart instantly collapsed.

As a warrior, Kiyoshi Yamamoto was not afraid of war, nor was he afraid of death. Furthermore, he did not have any moral burdens, so whether it be aggression or killing civilians, he did not care. In his eyes, the enemy was just a bunch of pigs and dogs, and the lowly commoners were just a bunch of victims.

Wasn't it just killing some Chinese civilians? What's the big deal? When I was young, I used to try out the blades on those lowly commoners in the Japan.

Yes, in ancient Japanese law, the warrior class used the pariah to test the knife, so killing the pariah was not a legal responsibility. After learning martial arts, many young warriors would find a secluded path to hide in. Once they found a commoner, they would draw their saber and kill them. This was the so-called 'saber test'.

As one could imagine, for Japanese who were influenced by this culture, it was not strange for them to massacre a few cities or anything like that. This was because they really did not see the lower class citizens as human beings.

Kiyoshi Yamamoto was a classic Japanese samurai, he had inherited almost all the dark thoughts of warriors, and things that violated human nature, were completely natural in the eyes of these people.

However, one of the advantages of this kind of warrior was that he was highly commendable, and that was his absolute loyalty. It was the pride of all warriors to serve the Lord as their mission. Although there had been many rebellions in the history of the Japanese Warring States, that had only happened after the warriors had become powerful.

Without a fiefdom, before they were promoted to great fame, their loyalty to the Lord could be said to be fanatical. This was not only a culture, but also a benefit, because the relationship between the warrior and his family and the Lord was one of honor and ruin. Abandoning a loyal warrior would not only result in his own death, but it would also implicate his own family. This terrifying punishment was hard for ordinary people to accomplish.

Kiyoshi Yamamoto was a firm follower of the path of warrior, his loyalty to the Shimadzu Family was the axis of all his values, and was also the fundamental principle. In fact, all of Kiyoshi Yamamoto's actions were spread out from this axis. Whether it was contacting E Balang to attack the entire city of Chinese, or burying gunpowder at the pier with the Hidden Fog Kid, regardless of success or failure, these plans were all made based on the benefits the Shimadzu Family had gained.

But now, the dramatic turn in events was like a Katana cutting through his heart. This valiant warrior was like a dog that had been convulsed by a cramp, her body did not change but her spirit had already been completely paralyzed.

”How can this be? The Hidden Fog Kid was originally a spy for the Tokugawa, but she was actually a ninja for the enemy. Why am I so silly? How did I fall for it? It doesn't matter if I have to kill myself, but if I have to harm Shimadzu Family, I … ”Even if I were to be smashed to smithereens, I won't be able to atone for my sins …”

Thinking about that, Kiyoshi Yamamoto suddenly shouted, ”Ah!” He raised his leg and rushed forward, scaring the soldiers by Xiao Letian's side to the point that they even raised their guns.

Sakamoto Ryoma quickly stopped these soldiers. ”Don't fire, he's here to find me …” At this time, Kiyoshi Yamamoto had already rushed to Sakamoto Ryoma's front. He bowed deeply and said, ”Lord Dragon Horse, please grant me the next costal deviation!”

”Have you decided? Have you ever thought about it? Is this your last choice? ” Sakamoto Ryoma sat up, and asked with a stern expression.

”Ha …” I am foolish. I have hurt the Lord of Qing Nation and the Shimadzu Family, and I have become the pawn of the enemy. If I do not die, then I will not be able to intimidate future generations. I have made up my mind! ”

Sakamoto Ryoma picked up the costal deviation beside him and threw it over to him, then grabbed that long Katana and threw it at Huashan Liyuan: ”Take this, he's your subordinate, you should admit your mistakes for him …”