strictlysupreme Chapter 149 The Japanese plague spreads to all countries!
Chapter 149 The Japanese plague spreads to all countries!
On Mount Fuji, the shouts of killing shook the sky and every inch of the land was dyed red with blood.
The Japanese warriors charged forward one after another, but their efforts were in vain, like waves hitting rocks, leaving only corpses on the ground.
"Kill! Serve His Highness with loyalty!"
Zhang Liao roared, and the goose-feather knife in his hand turned into cold light, reaping the lives of the enemies.
Chu Yang was in the middle of a battle, yet he was unusually calm.
His eyes were as sharp as torches, scanning the entire battlefield, looking for the enemy's weaknesses.
"Your Highness, the offensive of the Japanese thieves is getting more and more fierce. We can't stand it any longer!"
A soldier covered in blood staggered to Chu Yang and shouted anxiously.
"Why are you panicking? Pass the order down. Archers, get ready. Shoot hard!"
Chu Yang remained calm and gave the order in a deep voice.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A rain of arrows fell from the sky, nailing the charging Japanese warriors to the hillside.
"Kill!"
The morale of the soldiers of the Great Zhou was boosted, and they launched another fierce attack, repelling the offensive of the Japanese warriors.
at the same time.
A dilapidated village at the foot of Mount Fushi was filled with a disgusting stench.
"I don't want to die. When will this plague end?"
"It's over. All the people in dozens of villages in the east have died!"
"I heard the source is at Mount Fuji. I wonder how the fight is going over there!"
The villagers were pale and thin, with empty eyes, trembling under the shadow of death.
"Cough cough cough..."
A young woman was holding a baby and coughing painfully.
Her face was covered with sores and smelled foul.
"My child... my child..."
The woman used up her last bit of strength to hold the baby tightly in her arms, "Please, please live!"
The baby's crying became weaker and weaker, and finally, he stopped breathing completely.
"No! My child!"
The woman let out a heart-wrenching scream, then fell to the ground and never got up again.
plague!
Like an invisible ghost, it wreaked havoc on the Japanese archipelago.
Starting from the village at the foot of Mount Fushi, it spread like a black tide, swallowing all life.
At first, it was just a few mild coughs.
The villagers didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a common cold.
But soon, the coughing turned into painful groans.
Black spots began to appear on the villagers' faces and their bodies emitted a disgusting stench.
"What kind of disease is this?!"
"Doctor! Doctor!"
Panic spread among the crowd, but no one was spared.
Those once strong warriors were now as weak as candles in the wind, falling to the ground and twitching in pain.
The beautiful geisha, her face covered with pus-filled sores, was never remembered again.
The shadow of death looms over the entire Japan, and a feeling of despair permeates the air.
"It's over, we're all going to die!"
"God, save us!"
The situation in Edo Castle, the most populous city in Japan, is also not optimistic.
Dead bodies could be seen everywhere on the streets, with no one to collect them, and the suffocating stench was overwhelming.
The once bustling streets are now deserted, with only crows circling low in the sky, making creepy calls.
"Report! Master, a large number of people infected with the plague have appeared outside the city again, and they want to enter the city!"
A samurai stumbled into the Shogun's mansion and shouted in horror.
"what?!"
The lord of Edo Castle stood up suddenly, his face full of horror.
"Baga! We can't let them in! Otherwise, the entire Edo Castle will be finished!"
"But...but they have already started to attack the city gate!"
at the same time.
Such scenes also began to spread in the capital of Japan!
Great Zhou, Qiongzhou.
The Qiongzhou Prefecture, which was quiet and peaceful in the past, is now bustling with activity.
Teahouses and taverns were packed with people, and people were talking on the streets. Without exception, the topic was all about the seventh prince, Chu Yang, who was far away in Japan.
"Have you heard? The Seventh Prince led the men of our Great Zhou to defeat the Japanese army of 200,000 at Mount Fuji!"
A man in a short-sleeved shirt was describing the situation to the people around him with saliva flying.
"Is this true? There are 200,000 Japanese soldiers. How many troops did His Highness the Seventh Prince bring?"
An old man nearby expressed his doubt. No matter how powerful the Seventh Prince was, it was impossible for him to defeat a larger force with a smaller one, and win so easily, right?
"How can fighting a war be counted by the number of people? In the last battle in the South China Sea, the Seventh Prince used a trick to cause the East Japan and Yuenan Kingdom to fight. How can it be counted by the number of people?"
"That's true, but the fate of His Highness the Seventh Prince has been quite up and down! Back then, His Highness was demoted to King Qiong, and we all thought that his life was over. Who would have thought that His Highness would endure hardships and finally build such a great career in Japan!"
"Your Highness the Seventh Prince wants to avenge his previous humiliation and return to Kyoto!"
"That's right! Think about how those court officials treated Your Highness back then. Now that Your Highness is so powerful in Japan, let's see what they have to say!"
Similar discussions continued to take place in Qiongzhou City.
The people rushed to tell each other, their excitement was beyond words.
Chu Yang is no longer the impoverished prince who was banished, but the hero of the Great Zhou and their pride!
at the same time.
The city of Luoyang was also in an uproar.
"Have you heard? The Seventh Prince showed his might in Japan and beat those Japanese dwarves to a pulp!"
"That's right! His Highness the Seventh Prince is indeed a descendant of the royal family. How many people in the entire Great Zhou can match his military talent?"
"Hehe, I've said it before, His Highness the Seventh Prince is not someone you can just sit on. One day he will soar into the sky like a dragon!"
Inside the restaurant, a wealthy businessman in fancy clothes, while drinking some wine, excitedly told the people around him about the "glorious deeds" of his first acquaintance with Chu Yang.
"When His Majesty the Seventh Prince first arrived in Luoyang City, he asked General Zhang Liao to build the cavalry armor, and it was I who was in charge of it."
"What happened next? What happened next?"
The people around listened with great interest and asked questions one after another.
"Later? Later, His Majesty the Seventh Prince used my cavalry armor, and of course he won a great victory. Otherwise, Luoyang City would have been taken by Sun Quan!"
The rich businessman said this proudly, as if he was the one who defeated Sun Quan's army of 100,000.
"Tsk, you said it as if it were true. Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?"
A tall and thin man next to him curled his lips in disdain. "When His Highness the Seventh Prince first arrived in Luoyang City, who was the one who said behind his back that His Highness was a lost dog and would not live long?"
When the rich businessman heard this, his face suddenly turned a little ugly, and he said with his neck stiff.
"I was just trying to protect myself. Who knew that His Highness the Seventh Prince was so powerful..."
"Humph, now you know how powerful His Majesty the Seventh Prince is? It's too late!"
The tall and thin man snorted coldly, ignored him, turned his head and looked out the window, his eyes full of longing.
"I don't know when His Highness the Seventh Prince will be able to return to the court. When that time comes, I will go to greet His Highness in person!"
Different from the bustle of Qiongzhou and Luoyang City.
The atmosphere in Nanling City seemed a little subtle.