"Let us aboard, now!!"
As Fang Zheng stepped out, those people immediately rushed toward him, scrambling to climb onto the deck. Fang Zheng merely snorted, then raised his greatsword and swung it down.
"Boom!!!"
A howling sword wind erupted, sending the charging refugees flying. At the sight, quite a few refugees halted in their tracks. Yet several soldiers showed no such restraint. They raised their guns at Fang Zheng and shouted.
"Do it! There are only three of them! We just need to—"
But his voice ended there. The next instant, their heads were already flying through the air. Their headless bodies, still clutching their guns, swayed twice before collapsing to the ground without another movement.
Seeing this, many refugees recoiled in terror. But some still gripped weapons and clubs as they continued charging forward.
"Don't be afraid, everyone! Get them together! They wouldn't dare—"
But soon afterward, their corpses proved that there was nothing Fang Zheng did not dare to do.
When the refugees who rushed forward again were effortlessly turned into corpses by Fang Zheng, the rest finally stopped. They stood behind the bodies, terrified and hesitant to move.
"If you take one more step forward, I'll kill every last one of you."
Fang Zheng raised his bloodstained greatsword and stared coldly at the refugees ahead. Just then, Shikokugawa Ayame finally arrived on horseback.
"Lord Kasugano! Lord Kasugano! Please don't attack!"
"Miss Shikokugawa."
Seeing Shikokugawa Ayame arrive, Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow.
"You'd better explain what this is about."
"Th-these people..."
Standing before Fang Zheng and looking at the corpses around them, Shikokugawa Ayame's face turned pale.
"They tried to attack me and my companions and seize my armored train, so I killed them."
"Why did you do that?!"
Before Shikokugawa Ayame could speak, a young mechanic suddenly