At the same time, Lei Zi and others, who were always half asleep and half awake, opened their eyes instantly.

"kill--"

I don’t know who roared and the battle started.

Lei Zi took the lead and entered the battle circle. Lao Wu, Lao San, Lao Qi and others followed closely behind, one of them protecting his back, and the two of them were flanks, echoing each other.

At the beginning, Qi Jiguang invented this battle formation to deal with Japanese pirates. Over the past year, Lei Zi and others have been practicing and improving in actual combat, and now it has finally come in handy.

At this time, Lao Wu and Lao Qi were holding not the steel knives that were handy, but two things similar to spears, with barbs on them.

This was also Qi Jiguang's invention, and he also gave it a name called Langmi, which specifically restrained the other party's Japanese knife. As long as it was stuck, it would never be separated.

At the same time, the broken barb of the wolf milling tip can also attack the opponent's part.

This is called, one inch long and one inch strong!

This trick really worked. Lei Zi had just cut over a black warrior, and his two Japanese knives were already chopping like the top of his head. Lao Wu and Lao San waved the wolf mill and hooked the Japanese knives and stabbed the opponent's cheek.

The black warrior was in pain and closed his eyes involuntarily. Lei Zi took this opportunity to cut the man in half.

Fei Yuan looked around and his heart was beating wildly.

This is too strong!

Even if he was like this, Ichiro Inoue would not have said anything. He never expected that his black samurai would be so vulnerable, and the two of them were cut down in just one round.

The other five people also felt fear.

Fortunately, here is the shogunate. In addition to the black samurai, there are many good players, but in just a moment, more than a hundred flooded in.

The huge yard was suddenly squeezed out.

However, after seeing the tragic death of the black warrior, they did not dare to move forward rashly, and could only defend their own positions.

"Come on, come on!"

Lei Zi licked his lips and hooked his fingers at everyone as if provocatively.

When the warriors heard this, instead of stepping forward, they took a step back.

"Is this your Bushido?"

Lei Zi couldn't help laughing.

Ichiro Inoue's face also turned red, but he still said with a tough bullet: "You are already surrounded, so you should surrender."

When he heard this, Lei Zi and others exchanged glances and rushed in in his direction.

It turned out that Lei Zi and others were surrounded and could not see Ichiro Inoue at all. The reason why he said that was to lure the other party to speak and then capture the king!

Ichiro Inoue was indeed fooled, but it was too late to regret it, so he could only retreat.

There were so many warriors, but not a single general. In a moment, seven or eight people fell to the ground, red and yellow, everywhere.

"Chance!"

Two black warriors watched coldly. When they saw Lei Zi and others moving forward, there was a gap behind them, so they took the opportunity to escape. Two Japanese knives, like poisonous snakes spitting out their letters, took the lead and took the third and fifth brothers.

They are already fast enough, but there are even faster!

Lao Qi, Lao Ba, Lao Jiu Ben was in another formation. When he saw the enemy attacking, he immediately surrounded Lei Zi and others.

This time, it turned into six people surrounding two!

Four wolf mills and two steel knives cut them down together, and directly chopped the two black warriors into meat sauce.

This formation has many changes. If it were broken so easily, it would not have been passed down to this day.

Then, the six people separated again and turned into two three-person formations, moving quickly without any drag.

The seven black warriors had passed away and Ichiro Inoue felt ache in his heart, and he was even more curious about the origin of these people.

"Who sent you here? The president? How many benefits did he give you?"

He felt his heart bleeding.

He turned his head to look at Sugita.

Lei Zi and others ignored it at all and still rushed in that direction.

The six of them were like two meat-renchers. As long as someone approached, they would be so hungry that they would not even have the residue left.

Ichiro Inoue felt his lower abdomen contract and then vomited.

Even if he was like this, there was no need to mention those warriors.

They feel that they are not fighting against people, but fighting against the devil.

"Enough! I can't stand it anymore!"

I don't know who shouted, threw down my weapon, and ran out the door.

With the first one, there will be a second one. In a short while, more than half of the people escaped.

The only ones left were apart from the three loyal black warriors.

Seeing that the situation was over, Ichiro Inoue was also in a state of silence.

He really couldn't understand why more than 100 people could not stop the other party's six people.

"Fei Yuan, you're too bullying!"

Ichiro Inoue looked at Fei Yuan, and his whole body was trembling with anger.

"I'm bullying too much?"

Fei Yuan couldn't help laughing, "You said you were wrong? Who said arrogantly just now that she wanted to take my head back? If I don't resist, would she still give the head to you obediently?"

Upon hearing this, Ichiro Inoue also turned red and said with a thorn in his mouth, "Just, I was impulsive just now. Why don't we sit down and talk, okay?"

"I want to talk now? It's too late! What qualifications do you have?"

Fei Yuan laughed loudly, and the haze that had been lingering in his heart for many years was wiped out today.

While the two were talking, several more people fell to the ground, and the only few left were all huddled beside Ichiro Inoue and said they didn't dare to move forward.

It's really terrible.

"General Inoue, you have lost!"

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Fei Yuan walked over in all directions and said, "Give up."

"Give up?"

Ichiro Inoue bit his lip and shook the command knife on his hand hard.

In Bushido, the Japanese sword is a symbol of honor. If you admit defeat, you must give the Japanese to the other party.

This Japanese knife has been circulating in his home for more than 500 years, and the badge of the Inoue clan - Chrysanthemum.

How could he give it up?

How can family honor be trampled on?

"General, don't hesitate, keep the green mountains there, don't be afraid of burning firewood!"

Several staff members kept hiding under the table, and couldn't help but come to persuade him at this time.

They don't want to die!

"surrender?"

Ichiro Inoue smiled bitterly and said, "Of course you can surrender, and you can still be an aide in the future. Maybe you can be promoted. What about me? What is left after I surrender?"

He would rather die than suffer this humiliation!

Thinking of this, he squeezed through the crowd and rushed towards Lei Zi directly.

I have to say that he still has some skills, but unfortunately, it is too far behind Lei Zi. Before he could swing the knife, Lei Zi had already kicked him in the chest and grabbed the command knife.

"hateful!"

Blood flowed from the corner of Ichiro Inoue's mouth and his face became very ugly.

What he really couldn't accept than other physical pain was that the Japanese sword, which he regarded as the glory of the family, was actually taken away by someone!
Chapter completed!