Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 172 This is too much of a bullying (1)

They are like iron men cast from steel, their exteriors gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

Helmet, armor, battle armor, combat boots!
Cover the whole body.

Only beneath the helmets were resolute faces revealed.

In the firelight, their eyes gleamed with a cold, eerie light.

Although Masao Kamejima is irritable, impulsive, easily angered, and greedy, he is not a fool. On the contrary, in addition to his absolute strength, his intelligence is also unmatched by ordinary Japanese people, which is why he became the leader of Skull Island.

In that instant, Masao Kamejima felt a chill run through his entire body, and an indescribable fear welled up in his chest.

Heavy armored soldiers.

They were all heavily armored soldiers.

Kamejima Masao knew all too well the difference between unarmored and armored soldiers. Even light armor, leather armor, or even just cloth armor could provide considerable protection on the battlefield. Why was it almost impossible for a mixed army to win against a regular army? Besides daily training, combat experience, and battle formation, armor was also an extremely important factor!
This factor is even more important than weapons.

This is why the Central Plains dynasties throughout history had almost no control over weapons. They didn't care much about swords, spears, halberds, or even longbows. Only military crossbows were subject to slightly stricter control. However, armor was extremely strictly controlled. Possessing fifty sets of armor was considered treason, resulting in the confiscation of property and the extermination of one's entire family.

And this is just ordinary armor.

As for heavy armor, it is undoubtedly a deadly weapon on the battlefield.

Even when facing dozens of unarmored soldiers, a single heavily armored soldier can easily slaughter them all.

In this world, heavily armored soldiers have hardly ever appeared. It seems that the State of Wei during the pre-Qin period once established a group of heavily armored soldiers, but those soldiers were not complete and could not compare with Song Yan's infantry.

During the Han Dynasty, a number of heavily armored soldiers were also established, numbering only five thousand. However, they were eventually abandoned due to the exorbitant costs involved.

During the Great Wu Dynasty, a heavy armored army of 20,000 was established. Although it shone brightly on the battlefield, it was eventually abandoned due to insufficient production of pig iron.

Therefore, people do not know much about heavily armored soldiers.

There were very few ways to deal with heavily armored soldiers. Kamejima Masao prided himself on his extensive knowledge of the history of the Central Plains, but he was unaware that blunt weapons could break through heavy armor. The only method he could think of at the moment was to use the advantage of numbers to exhaust the enemy to death.

Even if they knew, there was simply no time to look for a blunt weapon at that moment.

For a moment, I couldn't help but feel despair.

Has Ningguo's iron smelting technology and pig iron production reached such an alarming level?
He's just a nobody from an island. What makes him so special that Song Yan would use heavily armored soldiers against him?

Could it be that I have violated a heavenly law?
Not an opponent, and could never be an opponent.

Even though his side had three thousand men, three times the number of the enemy, in front of heavily armored soldiers, three thousand Japanese pirates were no different from three thousand ants. With a sudden jolt, Kamejima Masao snapped back to reality, his dark face instantly contorting into a ferocious grimace. Then, a piercing scream echoed across the battlefield: "Retreat! Retreat now!"

But it's no use.

The scene had descended into chaos. Masao Kamejima's voice was completely drowned out by the howls and chaotic footsteps of the Japanese pirates. Apart from a very few people nearby, anyone a little further away could not hear him at all.

These Japanese pirates were mostly ignorant fools who had no idea how terrifying heavily armored soldiers were. Their hearts were filled with greed and desire. As the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, the Japanese pirates not only did not retreat, but their speed increased.

A distance of a few dozen meters can be covered in the blink of an eye.

"boom……"

Countless Japanese pirates crashed heavily into the heavily armored soldiers' battle formation, like raging waves pounding against hard reefs.

Sharp Japanese swords slashed heavily at the heavily armored soldiers, and in the next instant, countless sparks exploded in the night sky accompanied by a piercing metallic scraping sound.

The Japanese sword tore through the armor, leaving white marks on the infantryman's armor.

And then... that was it. The defenses were completely impenetrable.

The next second, the heavily armored soldier at the front raised his right hand, and his handsome but slightly immature face revealed an indescribable sinister and ferocious look. With a whoosh, he swung the iron mace in his right hand.

boom!
A five-pound iron mace slammed heavily onto the head of the Japanese pirate in front of him.

Click.

With the sound of skulls shattering, the Japanese pirates' heads, like ripe watermelons in summer, instantly split into four pieces, red and white blood mixed with skull fragments flying everywhere.

His entire body had already withered on the ground, and he had died.

A hint of pleasure flashed in Song Yan's eyes. He was not a cruel and bloodthirsty person, but smashing the heads of Japanese pirates always brought him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

The other heavily armored soldiers reacted almost identically, completely ignoring the slashing of the Japanese swords, and raising their gleaming steel swords, each about three feet long.

Fall.

puff.

puff.

puff!

It splashed up blood-red waves.

This is not an ordinary iron weapon; it's a steel knife.

Its sharpness and hardness far surpass those of ordinary iron swords.

Human skin and bones are so fragile in the face of a steel knife.

Like harvesting wheat, the Japanese pirates at the forefront fell one after another.

A thick, pungent smell of blood began to permeate the night sky, and under the silvery moonlight, a crimson fog seemed to rise from the battlefield.

The heavily armored soldiers advanced, their pace slow, but each step they took represented the death of a large number of people, and the ground was littered with corpses.

On the battlefield, there were two extremely special individuals. Their physiques were noticeably more robust than those of ordinary heavy armored soldiers. One of them wielded two axes and swept across the battlefield like a black whirlwind. When the battle axes cleaved down, the bodies of the Japanese pirates were torn apart like blocks of tofu.

This is Luo Tianyang... Song Yan kept his word and led him into the most brutal battlefield. The heavy stench of blood seemed to stimulate the suppressed beast within Luo Tianyang's body. His already tall frame had become a tank that could rampage across the battlefield and was unstoppable.

The other person was holding a long sword that was nearly three meters long; it was a... Mo Dao (陌刀).

In the iron workshop, only a few Mo Dao were produced, and the quantity was not large. They were specially supplied to a very small number of warriors with superhuman strength, such as Wang Chao, who was born with divine strength.

With a single stroke, the two Japanese men in front of him were cut in half at the waist.

Accompanied by a strong, fishy stench, the ground was covered with entrails.

The thick stench of blood and the piercing screams seemed to have shattered all of Masao Kamejima's courage. He stood frozen in place like a puppet, watching helplessly as his Japanese men were slaughtered and the number of corpses on the ground continued to rise...

Watching the Japanese raise their long swords, they were unable to leave even the slightest damage to the enemy's armor.

Watching the heavily armored soldiers casually swing their weapons, heads rolled to the ground.

At this moment, Masao Kamejima finally broke down completely:

This is outrageous!
(End of this chapter)