The billionaire girl: Daddy and Mommy, love me again

When Tokugawa Yuki led the anxious and demoralized army of 100,000 and finally docked at the port of Songcheng, it was already three o'clock in the night.

"General, we are now in front of Song City. Please get off the boat."

The two days drifting on the sea were the most unforgettable two days in their first half of life.

The ship finally docked, and the uneasy, frightened and helpless hearts of the 100,000 soldiers sinking to the west finally settled down a little.

Even though the land before them was not their familiar homeland, it still made them feel at home.

Because in their eyes, after tonight, this will become their new home, a place where they can live and work in peace and reproduce.

Under the bleak moonlight, Tokugawa Yuki silently gazed at this strange land.

His eyes revealed determination and courage, but also filled with worry and uneasiness.

He knew that he was responsible for the life and death of a hundred thousand troops, as well as the future and hope of the empire.

He had already lost 100,000 troops at sea. If he could not win this battle...

He cannot fail, nor can he retreat. Only by moving forward courageously can he find a way to survive.

With an order, one hundred thousand troops of Xishen Kingdom landed as quickly as a black cloud and approached the city.

Under the night sky, these savage invaders looked like hungry wolves, their eyes revealing the excitement and madness of entering the sheepfold.

It seems that Songcheng under the night sky is their Garden of Eden.

The people of Dayan are their fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"Guru Guru~"

There was a rumbling sound from his stomach, and the intense feeling of hunger made Tokugawa Yuki's face as dark as ink.

He tightened his belt as if nothing had happened, turned around and boarded the chariot, stood on a high place, and glanced at the soldiers below who were ready to move.

"Hush! Go, while they are asleep, and hunt as much as you like, my hunters!"

He held high a shining samurai sword, which reflected a terrifying aura under the moonlight.

This knife is like the scythe of the god of death, and its cold light makes people shudder.

And Tokugawa Yuki is the one who holds the power of life and death.

His order plunged the entire battlefield into dead silence.

The soldiers marched towards Songcheng with excitement.

Their footsteps were like the death knell of the earth, and every step carried the breath of death.

Tokugawa Yuki looked at their backs disappearing into the darkness with a dim gaze.

After tonight, he will make every piece of land in Dayan sound the death knell.

This is to commemorate the 100,000 soldiers who died in vain at sea without achieving success.

He is full of confidence and is sure of victory.

However, they never expected that the Grim Reaper's scythe had changed direction and was heading towards them head-on.

Under the cover of night, the villages outside Songcheng were deathly silent.

It's as if no one lives there at all.

However, the starving Japanese pirates did not take this abnormality seriously at all.

They thought it was strange to hear any sound in the dead of night and in the coldest days of winter.

They were eager to get started, eager to move forward without hesitation.

It was as if I saw fine wine and delicious food ahead, and a beautiful woman waving at me.

Little did they know that they had already rushed into the gate of the underworld.

Amid the chaotic sound of footsteps, there were only a few unclear, short whistles.

Before they could react.

The snow beneath their feet suddenly collapsed, they screamed, and were pierced through by the sharp spikes in the trap.

One by one, they died with their eyes wide open, and even until their last breath, there was still a hideous smile on the corner of their mouth.

The soldiers following behind saw the person running in front suddenly disappear.

He shouted in panic: "Stop, stop, there is an ambush ahead, stop!"

When the soldiers behind heard this, they were immediately terrified.

With their minds at a loss, they wandered around like a group of headless flies.

At this moment, something suddenly flashed in the noise.

By the time the leading general reacted.

The man has been knocked into a trap by a huge pendulum that appeared out of nowhere.

The sharp bamboo sticks in the pit pierced his heart directly.

The light in his eyes was fading quickly.

The scene outside the trap was reflected in the dull eyes.

Several large pendulums were sweeping the crowd madly.

Countless soldiers were swept into the traps all around.

Several traps that were three meters deep were filled with the bodies of Xishen soldiers.

At this moment, the soldiers who survived in the center of the trap truly experienced what it meant to walk on thin ice and were terrified.

They are like a piece of fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

The same scene takes place at the entrance of every village.

Under the cover of the night sky, bloody massacres were taking place in the villages outside Songcheng.

But those who died tonight were those who deserved to die.

Cheng Xingwan and Mo Junyi stopped silently in mid-air.

He looked solemnly at the battlefield below where there was no fighting or killing.

They were originally worried that Tokugawa Yuki would burn his boats and launch a general attack on Songcheng tonight.

Unexpectedly, they did not follow the ordinary path and thought about enjoying themselves until they died.

But this is exactly what they want.

After this, the enemy's military strength was greatly reduced.

In addition, there was no food or weapons.

The Xishen Army is like a worm without its fangs, and is nothing to be feared.

The defeat of Xishen Kingdom has become an established fact.

I think, within a few days, the people of Songcheng will be able to go home and have a good sleep.

No matter how tightly the net is woven, there will always be fish that slip through.

The rear troops heard the warning from the front troops from a distance.

He was so scared that he pissed his pants and ran back to the port to report to Tokugawa Yuki.

Tokugawa Yuki was hiding in the warehouse at the dock at this time. He was wondering, although the dock was not big, it should not be unattended, and the warehouse was empty, not even a hair was left.

Before he could figure out what was going on, a messenger stumbled in and reported to him in a panicked tone: "General! Something terrible has happened! Our front troops..."

"Asshole!" Tokugawa Yuuki's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. Before the other party could finish speaking, he interrupted him and said, "You are so flustered! How can you be so rude!"

The messenger thought of the other party's ruthlessness and shrank his neck in fear.

But when he thought about the troops in front who were still waiting for help, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue speaking the words that had just been interrupted.

"General, calm down. Our vanguard encountered an ambush and suffered heavy casualties. Many are now trapped. How should we deal with it? Please give us instructions!"

"What did you say, an ambush?

You idiot, why are you saying it now? "

Tokugawa Yuki kicked him away without mercy.

He picked up the samurai sword and was about to walk out.

After walking two steps, he turned back and asked the messenger who was holding his chest and spitting out blood: "How many people are there on the other side?"

"Hmm...I know..."

"waste!"

A cold light flashed, and a head fell to the ground.