The billionaire girl: Daddy and Mommy, love me again

"Luckily I acted quickly, otherwise you would have had to confront him head on!"

Cheng Xingwan looked at Tokugawa Yuki's crazy appearance outside and patted his chest with lingering fear.

"What are you afraid of? Even if he finds out, it doesn't matter. With his fancy moves, I can crush him with just one finger."

Mo Junyi sneered at Tokugawa Yuki's sword-drawing technique which was full of loopholes.

He understood that the only way to defeat martial arts in the world is to be faster.

But in his eyes, the speed of drawing the sword that Tokugawa Yuki was proud of was too slow.

"Yes, yes, yes! My starling is the most powerful. My starling's martial arts are the best in the world.

Let’s find time to participate in the martial arts competition some other day.

Maybe the position of the leader of the martial arts world will be taken by someone else."

Cheng Xingwan climbed up the pole, flattering people as if it was free and kept flattering them.

It was rare for Mo Junyi to show an expression that was appropriate for his age.

The arrogant man said, "It's not impossible. When Brother B is free, I will let you be the sister of the leader of the martial arts world."

"Okay, okay! Then I will wait for that day, and then I will spread the word that I, Cheng Xingwan, am the sister of the leader of the martial arts world, and no one in the martial arts world dares to mess with me.

Then I can walk sideways anywhere in heaven or on earth!"

"You think you're a crab, walking sideways!"

Mo Junyi tapped her little nose lovingly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth didn't have time to fall.

I turned around and saw Tokugawa Yuki outside, like an indestructible cockroach.

When he gathered his army and prepared to attack Song City at night, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Damn it! If he wasn't still of some use to me, I would have sent him to meet his senior Kameda Yota right now."

"What else can he be used for?"

Compared to Mo Junyi, Cheng Xingwan wanted to kill him more.

In her eyes, the Xishen Kingdom in this life is the predecessor of the Benzi Kingdom in the world where she lived in her previous life.

Whenever we think of the hatred between the two countries, destroying the invaders is an obsession engraved in the genes of the Chinese people.

"We should always make plans for your fifth uncle. He needs a chance to make a contribution.

What merit could be more valuable than the head of an enemy leader?"

Mo Junyi's gaze stopped at Tokugawa Yuki's neck.

He had a clear plan for every step of this battle.

Cheng Xingwan thought of many possibilities.

I just didn't expect this.

She couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Uncle Wu loved and doted on her like his own daughter, but she never considered his future at all.

She, her own niece, is not as caring as her non-blood-related nephew, Myna.

“Myna is really thoughtful.

The weather is good tonight, with no snow or wind to hinder us, Uncle Wu and his men should be able to get here before dawn."

She looked up at the moon that was half showing from the dark clouds, and the sky full of stars that she had not seen for a long time.

It really is true that a dark and windy night is a good time to kill people.

When the murder was committed just now, the whole sky and earth seemed to be splashed with ink, and it was pitch black.

There was no starlight at all.

That's why they were able to hide in the trees and inflict a devastating blow on the Japanese pirates without any effort.

At Songcheng Wharf, Tokugawa Yuki, wrapped in a thick bearskin robe, sat on a high platform with drooping eyelids.

He supported his head with one hand, and it was unclear whether he was thinking about something or fell asleep.

In front of him stood a group of frightened soldiers.

They all escaped back from various villages.

At this time, behind the team, soldiers with pale faces kept coming back crawling to gather.

While running, he looked back in horror.

It was like being chased by a ghost.

Until the cock crows three times, dawn is about to break.

Basically everyone who could come back has already returned.

"General... General?"

Seeing that he was slow to give instructions, a general had no choice but to step forward and remind him.

But he called a few times, but the other party didn't respond.

It was not until he heard almost inaudible snoring that he was sure that Tokugawa Yuki was asleep.

Oh my god, everyone is standing in the cold wind, hungry and cold, scared, but he is sitting here sleeping soundly.

He suppressed the anger that was about to burst out in his heart and shouted in a louder voice.

"General, General, wake up, everyone is here, General, it's almost dawn!"

Maybe it was because I had been extremely nervous over the past two days, and I was too tired from chopping trees just now.

Tokugawa Yuki was sleeping very soundly, and he only opened his eyes drowsily when the general could not help but shake him.

The general couldn't help but go crazy.

I didn't expect that the general who looked so majestic and inviolable on weekdays was so unreliable.

If this happened on the battlefield, no one would even know that their heads had been chopped off.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

He glanced at the soldiers below who were freezing, hungry, scared, and trembling even as they walked.

Suddenly I felt that my future was bleak.

"Hmm..., are all the people here? Let's take a head count!"

Tokugawa Yuki was caught sleeping by his subordinates, and he felt a little embarrassed.

He coughed lightly, cheered himself up, and scanned the crowd below with sharp eyes.

Those who were caught by his gaze felt as if a thorn was on their backs and quickly straightened their backs.

"General, the head count is complete, and there are 84,444 people left."

It wasn't long before the exact number of people was counted.

The general uttered a number with a stiff throat, which seemed huge but actually shocked everyone present.

"How many?"

Upon hearing this, Tokugawa Yuki could no longer sit still.

Jump up from your seat.

He grabbed the general's collar and asked with gritted teeth as if he wanted to eat him.

"Eighty-four thousand four hundred and forty-four people!"

"Impossible! How is this possible!"

He threw the man to the ground violently.

It was unbelievable that more than 15,000 soldiers were killed before they even reached the gate of Song City.

"Gather the troops and attack the city now!"

"But General, the soldiers... are still hungry. They are hungry and sleepy. They don't have the energy to attack the city!"

"Then you teach me how to do it!

You are a bunch of rubbish. I asked you to find food but you didn't even get into the village.

Are you going to sit here and wait to starve to death, freeze to death, and surrender without a fight?"

He roared like a poisonous snake spitting venom.

“Songcheng has less than 20,000 garrison troops, and we have more than 80,000 troops.

We seized this opportunity to attack while Zhang Shizhong's reinforcements have not arrived yet.

This is our only way to survive.

As long as we break through the city gate, all the fine wine, delicious food and beautiful girls inside will be ours.

Cheer up, listen to my command, and set out to attack the city now!"

"As ordered!"

Delicious food and beautiful women are always the most inspiring slogans for the Japanese pirates.

Tokugawa Yuki transformed himself into the divine soldier Ma Liang, holding a samurai sword, and kept drawing delicious pancakes for them.

The tactic of painting cakes to appease hunger was very effective for the soldiers who were starving at the time.

They seemed to be really full and no longer hungry, and their low morale was boosted at this moment.

The potential of the body was brought to its full potential at this moment, and they shouted: "Delicious dinner, flower girls, here we come!"

They rushed towards the city gate like a tide.