Chapter 158 - 53: Desert Campaign (3)
"Listen up, samurai in the relay station! You are surrounded. Surrender your swords now while you still can. Our Black Wind Stronghold's boss is merciful and won't harm your lives. If you resist stubbornly, death is your only path!"
Azhao, the third-in-command of the Black Wind Stronghold, was shouting arrogantly outside the relay station through an iron megaphone.
"Ah!"
A young samurai, unable to tolerate such insult, drew his sword and rushed to fight. However, as soon as he reached the doorway, he was engulfed by countless kunai and shuriken. The samurai blocked the attacks with his sword for a while, but he couldn't withstand the rain of weapons. Soon his body was filled with projectiles, and he collapsed with a thunderous thud.
"Hehe, didn't I say? First surrender your swords, then yield. You got the order wrong, and this is the consequence! Anyone else who doesn't follow instructions, feel free to come out!"
Eerie laughter from the desert bandits echoed at the entrance.
"Lord Senku, let's break through at all costs. Otherwise, staying here will lead to our death eventually!"
The samurai pleaded with Senku Hyoe.
Senku Hyoe gripped his sword tightly, his face no longer showing the previous arrogance, replaced instead by absolute coldness.
Break through? The enemy would love nothing more than that. Senku was certain that if the remaining thousand samurai charged out, the enemy wouldn't even try to stop them, only follow from a distance.
They would wait for the desert's dryness to evaporate all the blood and moisture from his men before coming to deliver the final blow.