How fast can Sorayama Kazuyo kill people? No ronin can catch his move!
Perhaps it has been several years since he took action again, and people have somewhat forgotten the illustrious reputation he once gained. When he killed the seventeenth ronin like a chicken, the remaining ronin seemed to finally realize,
Even an injured sword master is still a sword master, and they are completely different creatures from people like himself!
Facing the last five people who were running away, Sorayama Kazuyo suppressed the desire to chase and kill him. The violent movement accelerated the blood flow. Zheng Huan was bleeding from the hole on his left shoulder. Kazuyo Sorayama, who was already a little dizzy, could not waste any more time.
In terms of physical strength, he still had the most important thing to do: capture the three gunmen.
He listened carefully and discovered that there was a fierce clash of weapons thirty meters away in front of him. It was Wuzi! There were two opponents, and their skills were not weak.
Kazuyo Sorayama immediately realized that Kiriko must have eliminated one of the gunmen and was trying to entangle the last two people. As for how Kiriko passed through the ronin encirclement and how he killed people quietly, he didn't have to guess.
, the girl definitely uses more than just the swordsmanship taught by herself. Although Kazuyo Sorayama has always been quite disapproving of the girl's approach to picking up ninjutsu again, she has to admit at this time that it will play a decisive role in some specific situations, such as
Now.
But Kiriko is not good at frontal combat, and being able to entangle two swordsman masters at this time is already the limit. Thinking of this, Sorayama Kazuha did not hesitate anymore, raised his body and rushed over, but just as he took steps, his body
He couldn't help but swayed, and his legs felt so light and weak.
Oops! Are you about to lose your support? It seems that the body is still not strong enough. If it were Higu, this injury would basically not affect this level of fighting for this guy... Kazuyo Sorayama couldn't help but envy his friend again
His physical fitness was not like that of a human being. He also didn't think about it, except for Higurashi and him, who else in the world could kill more than a dozen powerful ronin in a row while suffering such heavy injuries!
Just as he forcibly controlled his body and rushed over, a gentle but firm female voice came: "Beichen Itōryu, Sorayama Sana is here. How can two famous and distinguished senior warriors gather scum to secretly launch cold shots? Aren't you afraid?"
Is the family name brought to shame?!"
After all, she was from the samurai family. Chiba Sana immediately regained her composure when she saw that Sorayama Kazuha's life was not in danger. She made the same choice as Kiriko. She hated those people who were hiding behind her back.
In fact, in this era, whether it is Europe, the United States or Japan, as long as it is not in a state of war, it is a great shame to use a gun to attack from behind. Once such a dishonorable thing is discovered, it will be despised by the entire class, and in serious cases, even
It will affect your reputation for generations to come.
Even at the end of the Tokugawa period, when assassinations were most prevalent, it was extremely rare to fire a cold shot. Usually, before drawing a sword to kill someone, they would first report the crime number or the other party's crime, shouting something like "Tenchu", "Amakusa Fangagami Genjuro is going to do it today"
Slogans such as "Eliminating harm for the country".
At this time, the two samurai were entangled by Sana and Kiriko. Sana's swordsmanship had already come to the fore, and he used the upright Beichen Itto-ryu swordsmanship to suppress his opponent head-on, while Kiriko used his extremely fast speed and endless ninja methods to harass and attack.
The two senior samurai responsible for this assassination operation were also great swordsmanship masters. In addition, they had already prepared to die, so they were equally matched with the two women. Although they were hit by several swords, they fought and retreated without losing momentum.
, the moves are not messy at all, and he has the demeanor of a general.
However, when they saw Sorayama Kazuyo, who was covered in blood and slowly approaching with a sword, the two samurai could no longer maintain their fighting spirit, and there was an uncontrollable look of despair in their eyes. The two looked at each other and shouted in unison.
With a roar, he ignored the sharp edge of the sword that landed on his body and slashed at Zona with determination, obviously intending to trade his life for his life.
Sanai, who also saw Kazuha Sorayama appearing, knew that the victory was determined and there was no need to fight for his opponent's life. He took several steps back to avoid the attack. At the same time, he heard Kazuha Sorayama suddenly shout in a hoarse voice: "Plan to commit suicide! Stop them."
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It was too late. After forcing Sanai back, the two of them thrust their weapons into each other's throats without hesitation. From the beginning to the end, they didn't say a word.
If it weren't for his physical weakness, Kazuyo Sorayama would have knocked off the weapons of the two attackers at the first opportunity, but at this time he was already weak and staggering, and it was not easy to stay conscious.
"Husband!" Sanai rushed forward and carefully examined Kazuyo Sorayama's body up and down. When he saw that his lover had no other wounds except the gunshot wound on the shoulder and burns on the chest, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with tears: "It's me and
My husband has been implicated by the mist, otherwise he would not have been hit by his martial arts."
Kazuyo Sorayama shook his head, cheered up and comforted: "You are coming after me because I was too careless and caused you trouble. Do you know who they are? Why are they said to be high-ranking warriors with names?"
Sanai wiped away his tears, looked carefully at the corpses on the ground, pointed to one of them and said: "Although there is no family crest on the clothes and the weapons are nothing special, I know this person. He is the second son of Murakami Konosuke, the elder of the Ii family tree.
, although he hardly appears in front of outsiders, he once consulted my father for swordsmanship at Xuanwu Hall for a period of time."
"Jing Yi? I've heard of this name."
"This is Naomi Ii. The Ii family are die-hard loyalists to the Tokugawa family. They have served as shogunate elders for several generations. Naomi Ii has assisted four generations of shoguns and is the most powerful person in the world. Even the contemporary general Tokugawa is sometimes unable to celebrate his birthday.
You act without looking at his face. He is the most cruel and ruthless person. He has killed many righteous men in recent years. Have you forgotten, husband? When you tried to get along with my father in front of the emperor, you kicked him out of office. You are the most cruel person in the world.
Someone who wants to kill your husband!"
Ii Naoki is an old thief! Sorayama Kazuha covered his shoulders and thought angrily. As the shogunate boss, he even sent his retainers as dead soldiers and contacted the desperate ronin to ambush him. The most important thing is that he almost succeeded!
Kazuyo Sorayama picked up the culprit that caused his injury. The long gun body was quite heavy, and the barrel was covered with a layer of greasy oil. It looked like it had just been unpacked. Dresser m1841, the world's first model.
The rear-action bolt-action rifle became popular as Prussia swept across Europe, and was given to Ii Naoki as a gift by the Netherlands.
This kind of rifle with a range of up to 600 meters is far beyond Sorayama Ichiha's perception range. If he hadn't sensed the intention to kill and locked it, he would have been hard to escape this time.
"It seems that the shogunate's kindness to the husband does not represent everyone's opinion." Sanai sighed as he took out a bottle of medicinal powder and poured it on Sorayama Kazuyo's shoulder. He took out a silk scarf and tied it tightly. He saw Sorayama Kazuyo's chest.
The man with the big burn in front couldn't help but said anxiously: "Let's not talk about this old thief for now. Treatment of the injury is more important. I remember there is a town dozens of miles ahead. Let's go there."
Kazuyo Sorayama nodded. Fortunately, it was a penetrating injury and the bullet was not left in the muscle. However, it would take at least a month to recover from this kind of injury. But before that, he still had one thing to do...
In the early morning, the strong smell of blood in the forest was blown away by the mountain wind, and a faint sound of footsteps dispersed the tranquility. An old acquaintance of Kongshan Yiye, the owner of Kuiwu Restaurant appeared here with several of his men. He was solemn.
He stared at the corpses on the ground without saying a word, then waved his hand, and several ninjas immediately spread out to investigate. After a while, all the information was presented to the Yutingban master as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
The battle took place at midnight last night. The nearest gunman's body was about a hundred and twenty steps away from the bonfire. He should have been the first to attack in a sneak attack. Although there were three people on Sorayama Kazuha's side, the injured one must have been Sorayama Kazuha, because there were not only Sorayama Ichiha around the bonfire.
Ye burned most of his clothes and found sporadic blood spots. Following similar blood stains, he found the corpses of seventeen ronin, all of whom were killed with one sword. This unpredictable swordsmanship can only be achieved by the sword master.
It can also be seen that although Kazuyo Sorayama was injured at the time, it did not affect the battle;
It can be seen from the clothes of the three deceased people and the skin conditions on the backs of their necks and forearms that they must have been high-level samurai with high salaries. Combined with their proficiency in using firearms to wound Kazuyo Sorayama, they must have come from a wealthy family;
Among the rogues everywhere, there are many villains who are heavily wanted by the shogunate and even imprisoned, so the person who can instruct these people to work must also be powerful.
Who could it be? Aren't you afraid of being retaliated by this murderous Shura? Weng couldn't help but think about it, and suddenly thought of a name that made him tremble.
"Sir, please look here." A ninja led him to a big tree. On the white trunk with its bark peeled off, he wrote several large characters in blood: Jing Yi, old thief, I will personally take the dog one day.
Life is like a leaf on an empty mountain.
He is really the shogunate boss! Haha, this can be regarded as a fight between gods... Weng thought to himself.
"Take off this piece of tree trunk, be careful not to damage the words on it. As for these people, bury them on the spot." Weng ordered, "You return to Edo with the wood and hand it to the leader with your own hands. Remember not to let anyone
See that above...who's there? Come out!"
Weng shouted loudly, and the other ninjas immediately dispersed and disappeared in an instant. A sinister voice mocked: "It's too late, I have already seen the Weng of Yutingban."
"World ghosts? If you don't stay in Ogi City to guard Maori's marriage, what are you doing here?" Weng thought to himself. Unlucky, he also heard the voice of his old rival. They are both ninjas and belong to the enemy camp. Of course, they cannot avoid dealing with each other. The other party's martial arts skills
Although he was not as good as himself, he had mastered the art of escaping with one hand. Even if he had a large number of people, it would be difficult to catch the other party, not to mention he was not sure whether the other party had helpers to ambush him secretly.
"Bold! How dare you call the Mouri Temple by its name!" A masked ninja appeared directly from a tree, holding his hands in his sleeves and staring coldly into Weng's eyes, as if he was about to launch an attack at the next moment.
Weng sneered and ignored the other party's bluff. Knowing that he could no longer hide the matter, Weng warned: "Don't meddle in other people's business. The shogunate knows everything about what your Choshu clan has done recently. Go back and tell Maori to respect your relatives.
Once in the shogunate, he will always be a minister!"
"Haha, listening to your tone, those who don't know would have thought that you are General Zhengyi, just a little ninja leader, how dare you say such arrogant words." The ghost ninja glanced at the blood-lettered tree trunk next to the old man.
His eyes suddenly lit up: "It seems that you Yuting fans don't know about Elder Jing Yi's plan... Interesting, haha! Interesting!"
With crazy laughter, the ninja once again disappeared into the big tree behind him and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Weng had no intention of pursuing him, but just frowned and said nothing. One of his men asked: "Leader, what should we do now?
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"Give up tracking Ichiyo Sorayama, and I'll rush back to Edo with you." Weng looked at the tree trunks at his feet again, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The shogunate, which is currently troubled by the affairs of the Americans, may be provoked again this time.