When Zhao Wujiang set foot on Dongji Island, many people were already standing on the tower of Dongsheng City.

These people are the defenders of Dongsheng City.

After welcoming the survivors of Dongji Island who were rescued by Zhao Wujiang, they stood on the city tower and looked at Dongsheng Island from time to time.

Looking at the fire, looking at the thick smoke, and looking at the waters around the island being dyed red with blood.

They are waiting for a result.

The young hero in black transformed into a firefly and rushed onto the island, but some people did not see it.

But most people saw the black figure that rushed out of the city as fast as thunder.

Together with the prefect Chen Weimin, they had been waiting for more than two hours.

From the initial excitement of worry, to the inexorable sadness on everyone's face, and now, the sadness has almost turned into despair.

It has been two hours. Facing the thousands of Japanese troops, if the young knight in black has not escaped from Dongji Island, it almost means that he has died under the swords and arrows of the Japanese or the iron hooves of the heavy cavalry.

Already.

As for the young knight in black who will kill nearly 20,000 Japanese soldiers and horses to avenge the tragic deaths of soldiers and civilians on the island?

They do hope, but know that it is simply impossible.

There are not one or two hundred people on the island, nor one or two thousand people, but almost 20,000 people, and among them there are powerful samurai and wanderers among the Japanese people. What happened to the young man in black who rushed to Dongji Island?

Maybe kill everyone?

If the person who washed up on the island today was an old man with an immortal spirit.

They may still be lucky, thinking that the old man with immortal demeanor is really an old god who lives in seclusion in the mortal world and can kill ten thousand people with one person.

But many of them saw that the person who came was a young martial arts expert. Even if he started practicing in his mother's womb, how strong would he be at such an age?

What's more, when the manpower is finally exhausted, one person will be exhausted to death when facing thousands of troops.

Therefore, now that more than two hours have passed, the defenders of Dongsheng City who have not seen the young man in black appear from the island are filled with sighs and despair.

It is also a pity that a young hero went to Dongji Island to die alone.

Towards the end of the night, the sky gradually darkened.

Dongji Island burst into flames. Looking from the Dongsheng City Tower, the fire was so huge that it had distorted the space around Dongji Island, and billowing black smoke continued to rise.

Then they saw a figure coming out of the twisted curtain of flames.

It was a bit far away and his face couldn't be seen clearly, but he could see a white dress.

"Eh."

The prefect Chen Weimin sighed heavily, and the sighs and despair of the defenders on the tower had reached their peak.

The young hero left in black clothes. Although the appearance of the person walking out now was unclear, he was obviously dressed in white, which meant that he was not the young hero at all.

The young hero in black has been buried in Dongji Island and was burned by flames.

They groaned and sighed as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

Because this figure in white had already jumped off the island, walked on the water, and was rushing towards Dongsheng City.

In their opinion, this white-clothed figure should be a very powerful martial arts expert from the Japanese people. Now he rushed over, perhaps to convey a final notice, asking them to surrender as soon as possible and not to do useless work.

Many of the defenders had already loaded their crossbows or bent their bows and arrows, aiming their arrows at the figure in white who was charging towards them.

But in the next moment, they were horrified and swallowed their saliva. The white-clothed figure rushing toward them had already flashed onto the land when they were nocking arrows and loading their rifles, and turned into a gray firefly under the sky.

After taking a breath, a figure appeared on the tower, standing on the guardrail, with his hands behind his back, looking down at them indifferently.

"How could it be so fast?"

Some of the defenders shouted in terror, and it took them only two breaths to step out of the flames from the island and now stand in front of them.

They stared intently at the man in white who appeared, and finally saw his appearance clearly.

He is handsome and graceful, with chiseled cheeks and a vicissitude and indifference that belies his age.
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