The Umibozu was torn into pieces and sank into the sea in the blink of an eye. Seeing this scene, Japan and the representatives of various countries in the video conference were all silent.

It was really that the appearance of the Umibozu was too embarrassing. As soon as he appeared, the words "I am a villain" were written on his head, which made many representatives have a much worse impression of Japan.

Who would keep such a thing at home?

On the Japanese side, it was naturally unbelievable that Minister Sugawara's so-called powerful weapons were so weak, but they couldn't say that the other party was talking nonsense-

The Umibozu looked powerful to the naked eye, and he was also a monster in their local legend. Of course, they would not think of him as a silver spear wax head.

So what made them silent were the practitioners on deck after deck, and those Chinese wizards who killed the powerful Umibozu in a blink of an eye.

Seeing the weapons loaded on those ships, I thought that the Chinese navy was just an ordinary navy, but it turned out that the ships were loaded with such fierce people?

"Well, it's not all bad. Although the individual strength of wizards is stronger, the concentration of lethality is also a disadvantage." Minister Sugawara coughed lightly and comforted the generals around him: "The means that can work against countries like Libya should not work for us, right?" "Of course!" All the generals reacted at this time. Minister Sugawara made sense. The attack power of these Chinese wizards was indeed strong, but it was also concentrated, and it was incomparable with missiles and other weapons. You have to know that their equipment is not the same as the 18-handed copper and iron of Libya. "The Prime Minister said that today is the first step for our country to return to glory. Gentlemen, go!" As a general raised his fist high, the soldiers around him also raised their fists and cheered. In a place where no one noticed, Minister Sugawara slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Although Haifangzhu is not one of the strongest shikigami, he is already one of the strongest shikigami in their hands. The main thing is that he is the easiest to control, but he was gone in one encounter. I hope these Muggle weapons are as strong as they say, otherwise...

Minister Sugawara thought about it, and took out a talisman paper with a pentagram drawn on it from his sleeve, burned it in the corner, and notified Principal Abe who was far away in the magic institute.

"General Xiao Zhang, how long will it take to arrive?"

In the leading ship, Jingxu slowly spoke with a sword across his knees.

"Master Jingxu, conservatively estimated, it will take less than half an hour."

The middle-aged man called General Xiao Zhang stood in front of the window, leaning on a weapon with an ancient style in his hand, which was a dagger.

The dagger is very famous, but as one of the commonly used weapons in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, it has long been eliminated due to its shortcomings in shape. Later, it was more used as a synonym for weapons or a ritual vessel.

But the dagger in General Xiao Zhang's hand is obviously not a ritual vessel, otherwise it would not be brought with great care.

"Master Jingxu, don't listen to his nonsense. We'll be there in ten minutes."

An old man sitting in a wheelchair smiled and said, revealing the few teeth left in his mouth:

"He is so conservative, I'm afraid he calculated it based on the situation that there are demons blocking the road all the way."

As soon as this was said, several old people in the room couldn't help laughing.

In response, General Xiao Zhang's resolute face could only show a few bitter smiles.

"Don't laugh, you guys, this bandit-killing golden sword has been sacrificed since the founding of the country. I didn't expect that it would be useless after it was used up today. It's normal for General Xiao Zhang to be nervous."

The old man who spoke was also sitting in a wheelchair, but he didn't look very energetic. He was full of old age, which made people wonder if he would die in the next second.

But as soon as these words came out, the laughter in the room stopped, and everyone looked at the old man with a bit of respect:

"Mr. Han is right."

"My dear seniors, I'm fine."

Hearing this, General Xiao Zhang shook his head:

"It's a blessing for the people that the military has no place to use its military power."

"After a long period of peace, people don't know how to fight. Is that okay?"

Hearing his words, another old man in a wheelchair said with a stern face:

"The suffering of the broken mountains and rivers is still before our eyes, we should be careful!"

"Mr. Li is right."

General Xiao Zhang nodded and agreed.

"Okay, we are all people with one foot in the coffin, and we still want to preach. The younger generation now sees it more clearly than us."

Mr. Han, who had asked everyone to stop laughing before, shook his head and then looked out the window:

"The future is their era. As long as we old people do the last thing we have to do, it will not be in vain."

In the roomThere are many elderly people, but only three of them are sitting in wheelchairs. The three places that were agreed upon in the office before were reserved for these three people.

Among the practitioners, the status of these three people is also quite special. They are the few old-generation Confucian practitioners today.

With the changes of the times, the old-generation Confucian practitioners either died of broken Taoism or died in vain trying to reverse the times. The three in front of us are the only remaining fire.

Although the road is wrong, if people can realize and admit that this road is wrong, and can deal with it in time, there is still room for easing. After all, the ancient sages said: "It is better to have no books than to believe in books completely."

What if history conflicts with the principles you have learned? Then those in the historical records that conflict are wrong!

What if what you learned in the past is different from what you think now? Then what you learned in the past can also be wrong!

But after all, they have walked this path for most of their lives. Even if they are wrong, it is not so easy to turn back. In the end, the three of them just wanted to preserve their useful bodies in the hope that they could contribute a little more to the country one day, and their condition was still very poor.

Because the Human Union would repair the damage and casualties caused by the war, the Japanese country did not know what they were thinking. After the defeat of the Sea Lord, they directly allowed the Chinese fleet to approach the mainland, and the preparations made on the road were not used.

"No matter what they are thinking, just follow the original plan."

Before the ship stopped, General Xiao Zhang had already set off:

"I will hold the Golden Spear to destroy the evil temples that worship war criminals first, everyone is free to do as you please!"

"General Xiao Zhang, take care."

Many old people looked solemn and clasped their fists.

"Then we'll set off. Have you found your target? Let's make it clear first, the biggest one is mine."

"The one in the south belongs to me."

"Then the one in the east belongs to me."

"Shall we push a few people?"

"No, no, we still have some strength."

The three old men, led by Han Gong, waved their hands, and then controlled the wheelchair to move forward slowly:

"Confucius said to become a martyr, Mencius said to pursue righteousness, only when righteousness is exhausted, benevolence is achieved..."

With the three neat recitations, the three old men's state quickly improved. After going out, they stood up directly from the wheelchair, and then patted the wheelchair, and actually disassembled the wheelchair into a pile of parts.

Wooden frames, metal shafts, iron sheets, silk threads... Various parts were assembled into three compound bows and three giant arrows by six hands.

Investigate things, and gain knowledge.

"What do we learn from reading the books of sages? From now on, we will have no regrets."

After the recitation, the three old men grabbed the compound bows, drew the bowstrings, and suddenly let go -

Three arrows were fired at the same time, shooting at three high mountains respectively.