Daisuke Nishihara opened his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know what to tell the family leader. At least from the Ming army's large ships and the power of the soldiers he saw, he could basically conclude that the thousand people were just the vanguard, and the main force was definitely still behind.
.
There were only a thousand of them, even though they were the most elite warriors of the Shimazu family, according to his estimation, they wouldn't even be able to make waves if they were thrown into it.
Walking a few steps quickly and arriving in front of Shimazu Tadaaki, Nishihara Daisuke knelt down with a bang, hugged Shimazu Tadaaki's thigh and shouted: "Master, really, you believe me, my subordinates are absolutely not lying, that gang
The Ming army is very powerful, and if you go there like this, you are simply going to die!"
Seeing Daisuke Nishihara say this, Shimazu Tadaki's face suddenly turned livid. This was simply a sign that he looked down upon him as the 'Lord of the Three Kingdoms'. His Shimazu family was famous even in the entire Japanese country, and everyone knew about it.
Xiao, how can you be beaten by a group of Ming people right at the door of your house and not dare to fight back?
I, Shimazu, don’t want to lose face!
"Coward!" Shimazu Tadaki kicked Nishihara Daisuke out and walked over. Behind him, Kikube Touma giggled and trembled, "Nishihara-kun, you are not a man. You can't even fight."
Have you lost all your courage?"
"Fart, why don't I have the courage? I was thinking about the safety of the family leader!" Daisuke Nishihara denied it flatly and directly, and then recalled the overwhelming rain of arrows in his mind, which killed Shimazu Nobaki and more than a hundred samurai in one wave.
, I finally escaped, do I have to go back and die?
"Family, our Shimazu family can't resist it. Let's run away and go to Luo to ask the shogunate to send troops!"
"Damn it, you coward, the Shimadzu family has disgraced you. Come on, Ouchi Jobei, arrest this shameful guy!" Shimazu Tadaki has never been so angry.
It’s just a joke, how could the warriors of our great Japanese country still be afraid of mere Ming Dynasty people!
As for the talk of more and bigger ships, Shimazu Tadaaki thinks it is nothing more than a coward like Daisuke Nishihara who made it up to excuse his own guilt.
Ouchi Johei stepped forward and restrained Daisuke Nishihara. When he saw that he was about to scream again, he removed his chin, so that he could only make a moaning sound.
Following the sound of dense footsteps, the elite warriors in the city soon gathered from all over the city in front of the city lord's palace. These warriors are the best of the elites that the Shimazu family has cultivated over the years. They are the ones that the Shimazu family is proud to stand in the Japanese country.
The foundation, even though it only has a thousand people, can determine the victory of a war if it is on the battlefield.
Everyone had gathered together and looked at each other. The various hairstyles were really weird. Fortunately, they were all wearing similar bamboo armor, which made them look neater.
Shimazu Tadaaki got on his horse, drew his samurai sword from his waist and tried to strike forward, then shouted, "Let's go!"
Also accompanying him was Daisuke Nishihara, whose jaw had been removed. Shimazu Tadaaki wanted this coward to see how he could defeat those Akito.
Daisuke Nishihara never dreamed that he would be brought back like this after finally getting it back from the place of death. He couldn't help but struggle with all his strength. The noisy Shimazu Tadaki was irritated, "Ouchi Johei
, ask him to be more honest with me."
Ouchi Johei pointed his finger at Daisuke Nishihara's acupuncture point, immediately immobilizing him. This martial art was learned by the Shimazu family from the Ming Dynasty more than a hundred years ago, but there are only a few people who can master it.
Not much.
After getting ready, it was already more than two hours later when I arrived near the pier.
After turning a mountain col, the dock finally appeared in front of Shimazu Tadaaki and his party. In fact, not long after Shimazu and his party came out of the city, Wang Xuan received the news, and he sent a sentry there early.
Although we are sure to win the battle, this is not a reason to underestimate the enemy.
wang
Ten thousand troops lined up far behind.
Therefore, what appeared in front of Shimazu Tadaaki and his party at this time were the three thousand special forces led by Wang Xuan himself... The three thousand were wearing leather armor and holding steel shields. They were about to mount a crossbow. They had long knives on their backs and cold eyes.
, the elite among the elite with overwhelming murderous intent.
Standing at the front of these three thousand people was a young man, wearing a moon-white robe and holding a Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand. The robe rustled in the sea breeze.
Shimazu Tadaaki stood still and looked up behind the special forces. The dense but orderly army of famous soldiers almost occupied the entire dock. Even without counting, he was sure that there were tens of thousands of them.
people!
His throat trembled and he swallowed, and cold sweat broke out on his body. He felt as if he had come to the wrong place. He looked up at the sky, and a thought flashed through his mind. Wouldn't it look a little cowardly to run now...
With the last glimmer of hope, Shimazu Tadaki ordered to untie Daisuke Nishihara's acupuncture points, reattach the removed chin, grabbed his collar and asked: "Are the thousand people you are talking about the ones wearing leather armor?
"
Daisuke Nishihara showed an indescribable expression on his face, looked at Shimazu Tadaaki with empty eyes, and showed an inexplicable smile, "Master, a thousand people are just a small part of the tens of thousands behind, there is no need to distinguish them at all!
"
As if he felt the deep ridicule in Daisuke Nishihara's eyes, a trace of shame and anger flashed across Shimazu Tadaki's face. He remembered that he had just called him a coward in public!
Before they could make any next move, Wang Xuan walked directly out of the crowd and came to the front of the two armies. He pointed the Blue Dragon Yanyue Sword at Shimazu Tadaki and said, "Who in front dares to block the way of the army!"
At this time, the momentum of the Shimazu family could not be lost under any circumstances. Shimazu Tadaaki also walked to the front of the two armies and said: "I am the Lord of the Three Kingdoms, my name is Shimazu..."
Just in the middle of speaking, Wang Xuan twirled the big knife in his hand and interrupted: "Forget it, a clown like you is not qualified to sign up in front of me. Anyway, you are a person who is about to die. Do you know your name?"
It doesn't matter at all, no one will remember you anyway."
"..." Shimazu Tadaaki.
Damn it, I don’t want to know why you still ask!
"Who are you? This is the territory of my country, Satsuma. Why do you want to invade..."
"Don't waste time by talking nonsense." Wang Xuan interrupted Shimazu Tadaaki again and said something that he thought was very low, but it fit the current scene.
No one can save you!"
I don’t know why. Although these words are low, I feel really comfortable after saying them!
"..., you are arrogant!" Shimazu Tadaaki was almost mad. For such a long time, he didn't even finish a sentence. This guy was simply insulting him!
"No need to talk nonsense, let's talk about it, single fight or group fight!?"
"Ah?" Shimazu Tadaaki was stunned, this is all such a mess, "Single challenge..."
As soon as Shimazu Tadaaki uttered these two words, he was horrified to find that the young man who never let him finish a sentence suddenly stamped his feet on the ground, and his body drew a visible afterimage in the air, directly
She flashed in front of him, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in her hand drew a long arc in the air, with a brilliant blade of light passing across his neck. He didn't even have time to react, he just felt a chill on his neck...
…
"What do you mean, a one-on-one fight, a group fight..." As soon as he finished speaking, his head flew high with the blood in his chest, and he never finished a complete sentence until his death.
"What? You don't know what a single fight is and a group fight? Then why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought you chose to fight alone!" Wang Xuan looked at the headless corpse in front of him, spread his hands helplessly, and then
He ducked back and avoided the rain of blood falling from the sky.
From beginning to end, there was not a trace of blood on his body.
Suddenly he seemed to remember something. He looked up at the thousand warriors standing there blankly, pointed at the headless corpse on the ground and said, "By the way, who is this person? Is he your leader?"
"..."Japanese people.
Before anyone could lead him, Wang Xuan waved his hand again, "Forget it, don't ask anymore, just kill them all!"
After saying that, he turned around and left without any hesitation. The three thousand special force members behind him didn't even answer a word. Then, under the leadership of Yu Sheng's wave, they began to charge towards the one thousand warriors.
After all, they are all third-rate masters, accustomed to seeing killing formations. Although they are silent at this moment, they are like a volcano waiting to erupt, with their inner strength nourishing infinite energy.
The thousand Japanese warriors saw their families being killed, and their blood surged. According to the customs of the Japanese country, warriors must remain 100% loyal to the head of the family who supports them. Once the head of the family is defeated and dies, these warriors will either kill them.
If the other party avenges the family leader, he will either become an unpopular rogue.
No daimyo will take them in anymore. They can neither kill enemies for the family master nor avenge the family master, so what's the use of raising them!
Therefore, at this moment, these more than a thousand people were basically rushing toward the three thousand members of the special force with the belief that they would die.
There were masters on both sides, and within a few breaths they were within a hundred steps. The katana was unsheathed, and both hands were tightly held on the right side of the body. All the strength was concentrated on the arms, just waiting for the moment of contact to explode.
come out!
Staring fiercely at the approaching special forces members, a thought flashed in these people's minds, 'Using a shield is as cowardly as a mouse!'
Yes, Japanese people never use shields to decide life and death with one blow, because if they fight for a long time, they will easily get hungry...
One hundred steps, eighty steps, the distance got closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye it was about fifty steps. All the warriors were ready for their most powerful blow, something like a slash against the wind.
At this moment, a loud roar rang out from the special forces team, "Shoot!"