In Naruto, the more harems you have, the stronger you are.

She instantly ran to Li Fan in ecstasy and grabbed his hands tightly.

Li Fan shook his dizzy head, and suddenly heard a familiar girl's voice and the touch of soft hands holding his hands.

He opened his eyes and looked at Mei who was wearing a miko costume. He subconsciously reached out and stroked her hair, and said in surprise:

"It's only been a day and a half since I last saw you. Has the fabric of the miko's costume become so good?"

The time ratio between the Ninja World and the Demonic Milk Secret Sword Post is 2:1. Li Fan stayed in the Ninja World for three days, and one and a half days passed here.

Mei felt Li Fan's big hand gently stroking her head.

She squinted her eyes gently like a kitten, rubbed her head against Li Fan's palm, and said gently, somewhat asking for credit:

"Because in this day and a half, we have already taken control of several surrounding villages. This is the cloth they offered as tribute."

Li Fan gently stroked the girl's soft hair and said with some surprise:

"Oh, I didn't tell you to conquer the nearby villages. How did you come up with that?"

Taking control of all the surrounding villages is what Li Fan has long wanted to do.

However, considering that the strength of his believers is not very strong, there is no need to be so anxious.

Li Fan decided to repel the shogunate army first, and then use the reputation he had gained to take control of the surrounding villages.

But who would have thought that they would be able to take control of the nearby villages on their own so quickly?

I could tell from Li Fan's tone that there was no blame in it.

Mei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to rub her head against Li Fan's palm.

She told the whole story very honestly and did not take any credit for herself.

"It was a new believer who came up with it. Her method is very good. It can quickly control everyone and make them submit without shedding too much blood."

"After listening to it, I thought this method was feasible, so..."

Li Fan raised his eyebrows. It seemed that many unexpected things happened during the day and a half he was away.

The author says:

Author's words: As I was writing, I suddenly expanded the content. I had planned to solve it in this chapter. It seems that I have to learn to simplify the content.

Chapter 162 Punishment

"So, it seems that this Jingxiang is a promising talent?"

Mei didn't show any jealousy on her face. She responded with a happy face:

"Yes, his abilities and knowledge are much higher than those of us children from poor families."

Li Fan shook his head and gently stroked Mei's face.

"You have no sense of defense at all. If it weren't for me, I'm afraid you would be sidelined by her sooner or later."

Mei, who was originally enjoying Li Fan's touch, opened her eyes in surprise.

Li Fan showed a cheerful smile on his face and patted her face gently.

"Just continue to rest, I'll go take a look."

After saying this, Li Fan took a step forward and pushed the door open.

"That's it. If you follow my instructions, they will lose hundreds of men in an instant."

"With a 20% casualty ratio all of a sudden, coupled with the fear of unknown means, the morale of the shogunate army will definitely collapse and they will collapse and flee."

"Next, we just need to..."

Sitting cross-legged on the upper seat, Kyoka exudes confidence and is making an impassioned speech.

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

Suddenly, he saw several rows of girls sitting below, who were originally listening attentively, suddenly all bowed their heads respectfully.

Seeing this sudden scene, Jingxiang's originally confident expression suddenly became confused, and she said strangely:

"Eh? Why are you guys suddenly..."

Kyoka had just finished saying half of this question when she immediately realized something.

Nervousness and panic instantly appeared on her face. She quickly turned around and bowed her head like the other girls in the rows below her.

At the same time, the voice of a strange young man sounded in her ears.

"Are you Kyouka?"

When Kyoka heard the gentle male voice, she realized that she had always regretted not meeting the god.

But now that he had really seen the gods, his heart, which had long been trained to remain calm in the face of danger, suddenly began to feel inexplicably nervous and panic.

She tried hard to suppress her inner panic, her limbs were slightly stiff and cold, and she tried her best to make her voice sound gentle and calm:

"Yes, I am Jingxiang."

Because she was too nervous, Kyoka unconsciously used the most formal way of referring to herself, which she had only used a few times in her life.

Although Jingxiang came from a scholarly family and her ancestors had included several high-ranking officials, her family had fallen into decline for decades.

Now her father has fallen to the point of teaching in a nearby village.

Although Kyoka was still much more knowledgeable than the average civilian, she was no different from the average civilians in terms of various titles.

Li Fan looked down at Jingxiang, and after a few seconds, he nodded.

Although I have ambitions, they are not too high.

Judging from the arrangements she just made, she does have certain means.

Li Fan walked forward a few steps and sat down on the tatami. He didn't sit cross-legged, but just sat like a street urchin.

"Everyone, get up."

After everyone raised their heads.

Li Fan said casually:

"Kyoka, go ahead and make the arrangements."

When Jingxiang heard this, she was smart and immediately understood what it meant.

So she was delighted, and she knelt down respectfully again, in a more standard kneeling posture than ever before, and whispered:

"After the shogunate army collapses, we'll rest for a while, then..."

After finishing all the arrangements, Kyoka carefully turned her head and looked at the god sitting next to her.

This was also the first time Kyoka saw what a god looked like.

However, although it was her first time seeing the god, Kyoka had already heard about his appearance from other people.

There is no difference from what others have described, just a pretty appearance.

However, although he is only handsome, he somehow gives people a strong sense of closeness and a vague sense of majesty.

Even the high-ranking officials in the capital that Jingxiang had met before could not compare to this kind of majesty.

He is quite tall, about 1 meters.

Of all the men Kyoka knew, he was already the tallest.

Li Fan looked at the two colors of faith that kept emerging from the rows of girls sitting below.

Most of the girls' beliefs are light black, while a few are dark black.

Black faith means a devout believer, while dark black means someone is close to a fanatic.

Just like the faith on Mei's body that has turned into a deep purple, it is the representative color of fanatics.

Li Fan glanced around and saw that faith was constantly pouring into him from all distant directions.

However, most of the colors of these beliefs that came from far away were just pale white.

These are obviously the beliefs passed on by believers of the Holy Breast God after the belief in the Holy Breast God spread.

Li Fan turned his head to look at Jingxiang, who had amazing big breasts, and milky white faith continued to emerge above her head.

This young woman was well educated and of relatively high status.

When it comes to his own faith, he is clearly the lowest among all the believers present.

"Your plan is good, but my goal is to make the shogunate army collapse and surrender on the spot."

"Now follow my plan..."

It’s a pity that I just used all my chakra to activate the space beacon.

Otherwise, you can just create a few shadow clones and be done with it.

……

The army marched in orderly steps on the smooth road.

Every soldier and warrior was in high spirits and had a resolute look on their faces.

Especially the dozen or so rows of warriors in the middle, who were wearing strong armor, long swords on their waists, and looked energetic.

It has only been about twenty years since the Tokugawa shogunate conquered the world.

Twenty years is not too long, and the veterans who experienced the war are still serving today.

Most of the younger generation of soldiers and warriors also witnessed war when they were young.

There were even many soldiers who grew up among piles of dead bodies.

Although there were also a few soldiers who had never seen blood and had been well protected since childhood.

But because the atmosphere was so serious, they were unconsciously infected and started to learn from them.

Putting on full body armor, he rode on his horse and looked at the soldiers around him with firm gaits and confident faces.

He finally suppressed the depression caused by a warrior who claimed to be sick and obviously deserted the battlefield.

It seems that not everyone is a coward!

Although these people are still not as good as the samurai directly under the shogunate, the Hachiman Banner.

But compared with the troops of other feudal lords, they are not much weaker.

With so many elite troops, this time the matter is absolutely certain to succeed.

As long as I can get this done, maybe I can move up a bit...

Thinking of this, Fengxing touched the microphone hanging around his waist and tied the rope around it tighter.

I will need it later when I try to persuade the enemy to surrender, so I can't lose it.

Yes, this world is so outrageous.

Demonic Breasts and the Secret Sword is essentially just a erotic comedy set in the early Edo period.

Many things that shouldn't have appeared in this era appeared in this era because of funny plots.

In the animation, which only covers five volumes of the comic, there are more than a dozen things that only appeared in modern times.

On the other side in the distance, there was the demon milk shadow room riding a white horse.

She swung the musket in her hands with both hands, and from time to time she raised the musket and pointed it forward, and from time to time she let out a soft "bang!"

Around the Demonic Breast Shadow Room, there were a dozen young women in white riding horses, surrounding her.

Sayama Sakura was standing alone behind the Demonic Breast Shadow Room, staring at her silently, with no expression on her cold face.

The huge team walked silently, slowly but firmly.

Apart from the sound of footsteps and the clashing of armor, there was no other noise.

Sakura Sayama was staring silently at the Magic Breast Shadow Room. She suddenly frowned and looked around uncertainly, as if she was looking for something.

"Flat chest, what's wrong?"

Mo Ru Ying Fang, who seemed to be focusing all her attention on the matchlock gun, immediately noticed the movements of Sayama Sakura behind her.

She smiled with a look of mischief on her face.

The dozen or so ninjas from the Demon Milk Clan around immediately cooperated very well and laughed softly in a voice that Sayama Sakura could just hear.