Spike, relying on his nimble movements, constantly circled Yamamoto Ichiro, searching for an opening.

His short sword darted out from time to time, creating a lot of trouble for Yamamoto Ichiro.

Captain Jett closely watched the battle, his mind racing, thinking about how to maximize his and his men's benefits in this battle, while minimizing the risks.

The surrounding shouts and the clashing of weapons seemed to have nothing to do with him; his eyes were only on this fierce battle and the opportunities that might arise.

On the battlefield, the other pirates and island country samurai were also engaged in fierce fighting.

One island country samurai was surrounded by several pirates, but he was not afraid, relying on his excellent swordsmanship and tenacious will to repel the pirates' attacks time and time again.

On the other side, several pirates took advantage of the chaos to rush into a house, looting property, but were ambushed by a ninja hidden in the shadows, instantly falling into a pool of blood.

Time passed by, and the battle entered a feverish stage.

Although Yamamoto Ichiro was powerful, facing the joint siege of two Rank 7 pirate captains, even exposing the strange organs on his body could not reverse the situation, and he gradually felt somewhat overwhelmed.

His movements began to slow down, and he had many wounds on his body.

Yamamoto Ichiro sensed the danger and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The arrow shot straight into his chest.

Yamamoto Ichiro flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the pirate retracting his bow in the distance, his mind in a daze.

Only because he saw that the length of the bow was taller than him.

The huge bow shone with a cold light in the reflection of the fire, like a fierce weapon from hell, and Captain Jett, who held it, was like a cold-blooded Grim Reaper.

Captain Jett's sudden intervention aroused the dissatisfaction of Spike and Brook, who gave him the middle finger, their anger and dissatisfaction overflowing.

"Jett, you bastard!" Spike cursed loudly.

Brook also shouted, "You ruined our good deed!"

After that, the two ignored Captain Jett and stripped Yamamoto Ichiro of his armor and weapons.

Unfortunately, the armor was too small, only a little over 1.5 meters tall, and neither Spike nor Brook could wear it at all.

The armor was well-made, and the patterns and decorations on it highlighted the owner's dignity, but at this moment it seemed so ridiculous; to the tall pirates, it was like a child's toy.

"This broken thing, who knows if it can be used after taking it back for modification!" Spike threw the armor on the ground in disgust.

Brook shook his head helplessly: "It's better than nothing, maybe we can sell it for some money."

As for the samurai sword, it was snatched by Spike, who could use it as a short knife.

He drew the samurai sword and waved it in the air a few times, feeling the lightness and sharpness of the blade.

"This knife is not bad, it's mine!" Spike smiled triumphantly.

Brook glared at him: "You kid, you only know how to grab good things!"

The fighting on the battlefield continued, with the cheers of the pirates and the roars of the island country samurai intertwined.

The battle ended close to dawn, with all the men in Chifuri County killed, leaving only nearly a thousand women and hundreds of children.

The people of the island country are generally not tall, let alone the children, and they cannot judge the age of the children at all.

Victor let out a cruel laugh: "Haha, it's good to keep the girls for a few years, as for the boys,

kill all those who can walk!" His laughter sounded particularly eerie and terrifying in the silent dawn, like a demon from hell.

The pirate leader said gloomily: "It's a pity to kill them; such small children must have very tender meat." His words were chilling, revealing endless evil and cruelty.

Captain Jett frowned slightly, did not interrupt, but asked people to quickly load the looted property onto the pirate ship. Having turned over a new leaf and possessing an official identity, although he felt dissatisfied with this cruel act, in this pirate world where the strong preyed on the weak, he could not openly defy Victor's orders.

At this moment, a trace of helplessness and sadness appeared in his eyes.

Many pirates, in addition to having pirate parents, were raised by babies who were plundered.

This is also why there are all kinds of people among the pirates, even aliens.

They come from different places, have different backgrounds and experiences, but they have all lost themselves in this world full of blood and sin.

Because Captain Jett killed the strongest man in Chifuri County, Victor rewarded him with fifty women, plus the women he plundered, totaling more than a hundred.

Those women were tied with ropes, their eyes full of fear and despair.

They did not know what their future fate would be, whether they would be sold as slaves or suffer even more miserable torture.

Captain Jett looked at these women, showing a lewd smile, his eyes constantly wandering over these women,

preparing to pick out women who met his aesthetic standards.

In this cruel sea, proper venting can soothe the emotions of the pirates.

At this time, the sun gradually rose, and the golden sunlight shone on this land full of blood and sin, but it could not dispel the deep haze.

When Oki Masamori led reinforcements from the other three counties to Chifuri County in a hurry, he only saw a city that had been slaughtered and burned to the ground.

The pungent burnt smell permeated the air, and the ruins were filled with the aura of death.

Oki Masamori widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief and anger.

He was the eldest son of Oki Gen'tai, the daimyo of Oki Province, wearing magnificent dark blue armor, but at this moment he was trembling with anger.

"Who is it?" This roar was full of pain and hatred, as if he wanted to devour the murderer alive.

Two hatamoto samurai walked over with corpses, their expressions solemn.

They pointed at the corpses and said, "Lord, the wounds of the killed are very strange, not weapons currently available in the countries."

The wounds on the bodies were uneven, some seemed to be torn by great force, and some showed strange shapes, unlike the trauma caused by any weapons they were familiar with.

"Although there are no corpses, we have also found many strange things left behind. I suspect they are not people from the island country mainland."

One of the hatamoto samurai continued, holding some strangely shaped metal fragments and fabrics that had never been seen before in his hand.

At the same time, Guta Number Four of the Blood Tears organization, who was almost killed in the northwest, was sailing to the island country mainland,

to send back the news of the fall of Sword Saint Number One.

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