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Chapter 130: The troops approach Ise Castle, Zhao Yun challenges Kuroda Mamoru

On the other hand, Chu Yang didn't know what Toyotomi Hideyoshi was thinking.

At this moment, he was leading a large army, burning, killing and looting in various towns along the coast of Japan!

Along the way, wherever they passed, there were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

Chu Yang's army was like a swarm of locusts, looting everything that could be plundered.

"Your Highness, when will we stop? If we continue to fight like this, let alone negotiate peace, we may become enemies for life! This is a bit..."

Zhou Yu followed Chu Yang on horseback, frowning slightly at the scene before him.

"It's a bit cruel, isn't it? I think it's okay. You don't have to mention it again. I have my own plans."

"Look, our warships are already filled with jewels, enough to feed three hundred thousand troops."

"Besides, we are not worried about food, and morale is high, so why not?"

Zhou Yu remained silent after hearing this.

He knew that Chu Yang had already made up his mind and it was useless for him to persuade him.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. He wondered why he had agreed to accompany Chu Yang to Japan.

If I continue this battle, I'm afraid I'll be branded with a bad reputation!

"Report——"

At this moment, a scout came riding at full speed, dismounted in front of Chu Yang, and knelt on one knee, "Your Highness, we have discovered a city ahead!"

"Oh?" Chu Yang was immediately interested when he heard this. "What city is it?"

"Your Highness, it's Ise Castle!"

"Ise Castle?"

Chu Yang frowned slightly. He knew that as long as he attacked a city, the system would be triggered.

I just don’t know what kind of generals and military advisors, or airborne special forces, will come!

After a while.

Chu Yang raised his lips and revealed a cold smile. "Ise Castle? It seems that God wants me to make a fortune!"

"Pass the order, all troops move out, target Ise Castle!"

"Here!"

Following Chu Yang's order, 30,000 troops swept towards Ise Castle like a black torrent.

at the same time.

Ise Castle, on top of the city wall.

Kuroda Mamoru was wearing heavy armor, holding the city wall with his hands, looking at the black torrent rolling in from the distance. Instead of a trace of fear on his face, he showed a ferocious smile.

"Chu Yang, you damned bandit, I finally waited for you!"

Kuroda Mamoru said this through gritted teeth, his eyes full of resentment.

In the past few days, Chu Yang's army has been like a swarm of locusts, looting the coastal areas of Japan and causing panic and misery among the people.

As the general defending Ise Castle, Kuroda Mamoru naturally received a death order from the capital.

At all costs, Chu Yang's army must be stopped outside Ise City.

"General, Chu Yang's army is coming with great force. Do we really want to fight them to the death?"

Behind Kuroda Mamoru, a middle-aged man in samurai uniform asked in a low voice with a worried look on his face.

"Are you trying to disrupt the morale of the troops?"

Kuroda Wei turned around suddenly, slapped the middle-aged man hard on the face, and cursed angrily: "Do you want to watch Chu Yang's army break through Ise Castle and then kill all of us?"

"General, calm down. I know I was wrong!"

The middle-aged man covered his red and swollen cheek and quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake.

"Humph!"

Kuroda Wei snorted coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, "Pass the order, all the personal soldiers are on the city wall, ready to meet the enemy!"

"Yes!"

Over time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amid the deafening sound of war drums, Chu Yang's army finally arrived at the foot of Ise Castle.

An army of 30,000 strong, formed a black mass and surrounded the entire Ise Castle.

"Your Highness, we have arrived at Ise Castle."

Zhou Yu rode up to Chu Yang and whispered.

"Ah."

Chu Yang nodded slightly, his eyes scanning the tall walls of Ise Castle, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

"Pass the order down, let General Zhao Yun challenge the enemy!"

"Here!"

A moment later, Zhao Yun took the lead and led a team of cavalry to the foot of Ise Castle.

"Listen, commanders on the city wall. My prince is the seventh prince of the Great Zhou, Chu Yang. I have come here to attack you today!"

Holding a bright silver spear in his hand, Zhao Yun shouted loudly, "If you know what's best for you, open the city gate and surrender. My Highness may spare your lives! Otherwise, when my army breaks through the city, you will be wiped out!"

Zhao Yun's voice was like thunder, echoing over Ise Castle and frightening the defenders on the city wall.

"Hmph, arrogant!"

Upon hearing this, Kuroda Wei flew into a rage. He pointed at Zhao Yun under the city and cursed, "Chu Yang, you little brat, are nothing but a lost dog. How dare you speak so arrogantly and want us to surrender? It's simply wishful thinking!"

"Who are you?"

Zhao Yun frowned and asked in a cold voice.

"I will always keep my name and surname, Kuroda Mamoru!"

Kuroda Mamoru said arrogantly, his tone full of disdain.

"Kuroda Mamoru? I have never heard of you. You must be a nobody. How dare you shout at me in front of me!"

Zhao Yun couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

"you……"

Kuroda Mamoru was suddenly speechless and his face turned pale and blue.

Although he was a famous general in Japan, he was no match for Zhao Yun.

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Kuroda Mamoru was so angry that he roared and was about to order his men to shoot.

At this moment, the middle-aged warrior beside him hurriedly pulled him back and whispered, "General, calm down. This man is a general under Chu Yang. He is very powerful. We must not underestimate him!"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Kuroda Mamoru suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

The middle-aged warrior pondered for a moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "General, just challenge him from below, and then lead him to the bottom of the city wall, and then we will shoot him from the dark."

"What a plan!"

Kuroda smiled sinisterly and patted the middle-aged warrior on the shoulder. "What's your name? When I return triumphantly, I will reward you handsomely!"

The middle-aged warrior was flattered and knelt on one knee, "I am Yamamoto Ichiro, and I am willing to serve the general at his will!"

Kuroda Mamoru nodded with satisfaction, walked down the city wall with his samurai sword in hand, rode a tall horse, and came to the city gate.

"Hey! Zhao Yun, if you have the guts, fight me for three hundred rounds!"

Kuroda Mamoru shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice so loud that it seemed to shake down the city walls.

When Zhao Yun saw him come out to fight, he couldn't help but sneer.

"A barbarian from Japan dares to claim to be brave?"

Zhao Yun glanced at him with disdain, shook the silver spear in his hand, and rode forward to meet him.

The two men engaged in a fierce fight under the city, with swords flashing and murderous intent.