Chapter 641 Do you really know witchcraft?
The trend is over!

Himiko never expected that after doing so much work, her warriors were still so vulnerable!
Those who were killed threw away their weapons and armor and now they are just wailing and running away.

In fact, this is not just a difference in armor and weapons. Just think about it, it wasn’t that easy for Xing Daorong to fight against the Nanman!

However, these soldiers of Yamatai had never experienced a life-and-death war. They didn’t look like the Han soldiers who came out of the troubled times.

Then there are Zhou Tai and Jiang Qin. They may not be top-notch generals in the Han court, but when facing these Japanese, they are like Yang Jian descended to earth.

Xing Daorong saw that the situation was almost over, so he stepped forward and shouted, “The Han soldiers are here, surrender quickly!”

“Bow down and I won’t kill you!”

After hearing this, there are actually people who can understand Chinese.

He immediately dropped his weapon and bowed to Xing Daorong.

The trend is over!

If Himiko knew something about Chinese culture, this word would definitely pop up in her mind right now!
This is indeed the case!
Himiko’s staff dropped weakly, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

She looked at the flags of the Han army fluttering in the wind in the distance, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in her heart.

She knew that the battle was over, and the fate of Yamatai might also come to an end at this moment.

She slowly knelt on the ground, and the staff slipped from her hand with a dull sound.

Tears slid down silently and mixed with the dust on the ground.

There was only endless sadness and unwillingness in her heart.

“Are you Queen Himiko?”

Just when Himiko was feeling sad and depressed, a cold and ruthless voice suddenly sounded.

When I looked up, I saw a tall figure blocking the sunlight and looking at me coldly.

“It’s that Han general!”

Himiko remembered that the one leading the troops this time was Xing Daorong.

The great general of the Han people…

“kill him!”

“Killing him might help us win this war!”

A trace of determination flashed in Himiko’s eyes, and she suddenly jumped up from the ground. The dagger tightly held in her hand shone coldly in the dim light.

The movement was as swift as the wind, piercing Xing Daorong’s throat.

However, Xing Daorong seemed to have expected this, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

He did not move, but just raised his hand slightly and accurately grasped Himiko’s wrist with such great force that she could not move forward even a bit.

Himiko’s heart trembled, and before she could react, Xing Daorong took advantage of the situation and pulled her in front of him.

His other hand quickly reached out and pulled the mask off her face.

The face under the mask was instantly exposed to the air – it was a face of extraordinary beauty.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, her nose was straight and straight, and her lips were like cherry blossoms. Her skin was as white as jade, revealing a bit of coldness, but also slightly flushed with anger and unwillingness.

Xing Daorong’s gaze lingered on her face for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

“What the hell!”

“Shouldn’t this Himiko be an old thing already?”

“How come you’re still so young?”

The fact that Himiko was an old thing was purely Xing Daorong’s own guess.

After all, the queen here has been Himiko since a long time ago. Counting from the time she ascended the throne, she was thirty years old, so she must be at least fifty now.

At fifty, isn’t that old age in this era?
Maybe Wu Guotai… is a few years younger than Himiko.

Unexpectedly, this person looks so young. Xing Daorong couldn’t help but ask: “Good fellow… you really know witchcraft?”

Himiko seemed to have not expected that the Han general would take off his mask, and was immediately surprised.

He only reacted quickly, clenching his teeth, anger burning in his eyes.

She wanted to struggle, but was unable to break free of Xing Daorong’s grip. She could only stare at him, as if she wanted to pierce him with her eyes.

Xing Daorong released the hand that was holding Himiko, but did not let her go completely.

He looked down at her from a high position, his voice low and cold: “Himiko, the Yamatai is doomed, why bother to struggle any further? Surrender, I can save your life, and even let you continue to lead the Yamatai.”

Continue to lead?

If this is true, do the Han people need to cross the ocean and come to our island?

Himiko knew that this guy was talking nonsense, and her eyes became more angry. She raised her head and stared at Xing Daorong, her voice cold and firm.

“Don’t even think about it! I, Himiko, would rather die than bow to you! The people of Fuso will never submit to the iron hoof of foreign enemies!”

Xing Daorong frowned slightly and thought secretly in his heart.

The purpose of his trip was not to kill, but to completely control Fuso.

If Himiko was really killed, it would probably arouse fierce resistance from the Fuso people, which would be detrimental to his plan.

Besides…

Now that all the people have been killed, who will he rule?
After decades of chaos, the Han people also need time to recuperate. It is impossible to ask the people to immigrate to such a difficult place!

and so…

Even if it is killing, there must be an appropriate degree.

His eyes swept over Himiko’s stubborn and beautiful face, and with an idea in his mind, he reached out to pick up the mask on the ground and put it back on her.

“Since you are so stubborn, I will spare your life for now.” Xing Daorong said indifferently, but his actions were irresistible.

He pulled a rope with one hand and tied Himiko’s hands behind her back. His movements were quick and decisive, and it was obvious that he was still on guard against her.

Himiko gritted her teeth. Although she was angry, she knew that resistance was useless at this moment and could only endure it temporarily.

She looked at Xing Daorong coldly, her eyes full of hatred and indomitable spirit.

Xing Daorong glanced at her, but he already had a plan in mind.

He lifted Himiko with one hand and placed her on the horse’s back. He then mounted the horse and said in a deep voice, “Let’s go to the capital of Yamatai first. I want to see if your title as the queen can help me pacify Fuso.”

After saying that, he rode his horse forward. Although Himiko was unwilling, she had no choice but to let him do whatever he wanted.

The wind blew up her sleeves, and the face under the mask disappeared into the shadows. Only her eyes still sparkled with an unyielding light.

…

In the battle on the Weinong Plain, the Yamatai people were completely defeated.

Queen Himiko was captured alive, which caused the entire Fuso region’s countries, big and small, to collapse instantly.

Xing Daorong led the “Heavenly Soldiers” and there was no resistance wherever he went.

As for entering the capital, let alone resistance, the Fuso people who knew the habits of the “heavenly soldiers” all knelt on the ground and regarded Xing Daorong as a god!

Xing Daorong naturally felt at ease with it.

First of all, I have integrated into this era and am used to this kind of kneeling.

Secondly, if you want to control these Japanese, you really have to plant a seed and worship yourself as a god.

Only by worshipping yourself as a god can you suppress them first…

As for the future, once you get used to being the king, everything will slowly get better…

(End of this chapter)