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Chapter 210 Has no one abide by the way of the samurai?

Xiaosong ran away, his faith was shattered...

Under the impact of this behavior, the seriously injured warrior with a broken arm felt as if a huge siege hammer had hit his chest. He could no longer suppress the injury, and a mouthful of blood spurted out two feet high for two seconds. In an instant,

The roof was dyed red, as if countless hallucinations were appearing in front of his eyes. His face showed an expression that was half-smiling, half-crying, half-smiling, half-crying. His eyes were wide open, and he just leaned his head against the corridor and breathed his last.

The other four people were stunned in place for nearly three seconds, as if they couldn't believe that this was happening, and they felt like they were in a dream.

"Eight...Gah...Baga!" Seeing Xiaosong Zhonggang's figure disappearing into the corridor, several people reacted and cursed one after another, but the shaking of the corners of their mouths made the roar that should have reached the sky become a little trembling. An age

The corners of the eyes of the youngest samurai were filled with mist. Faced with the situation where the world view collapsed before their eyes, not everyone could recover immediately.

At this time, there was only one thing that could save everyone's frantic minds from exploding: drink the strongest alcoholic beverage, which contained Komatsu Nakagang's chopped heart.

Regardless of their companions who died on the side, in fact, even the presence of the feudal lord Shimazu Saibin could not make them give up their obsession to catch up with Komatsu and cut him into pieces.

However, some people just don’t know how to praise.

Kazuyo Sorayama witnessed this wonderful drama with his own eyes, and it felt like it was the most joyful thing for him in the past few years. He had already seen from the body and exertion of the guy who was preparing to go to charity generously that his next move would be absolutely perfect.

It's not about attacking headlong, but about turning around and running away as quickly as possible.

Although knowing the outcome in advance detracted from the excitement of the ending, seeing the various performances of the five samurai who were tricked into dying and going crazy, Ichiyo Sorayama was so relieved that he almost couldn't help but shake a few times.

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Seeing that the remaining four people wanted to give chase, Wuzi, who was the first to recover, raised his chin in the direction of Kosatsu's escape, then opened the paper door and blocked it in the middle of the corridor.

The four Satsuma warriors, who were already crazy, could not care less about who was in front of them. Not to mention a human, even a Tyrannosaurus rex would be cut off with a swing of their swords! A strange tremolo sounded from the chests of several people, and a sound visible to the naked eye

The air spurts out from the nostrils, and while rushing forward, the knife stabs straight, like a mad cow with four sharp horns. If the person in front does not avoid it? Kill! Resist? Kill!

Kazuyo Sorayama's left arm could not fully exert its strength, but one hand was enough to deal with those who had lost their minds. His long sword was even firmly inserted into his waist, and he seemed to have no intention of using it.

Due to the narrow corridor, the samurai with uninjured legs rushed forward. When Kirisan was about to touch Kazuyo Sorayama's chest, he sidestepped him. At this time, the samurai's right leg was still in the air, and only the tip of his left toe was on the floor.

At the support point, Sorayama Kazuha stretches out his left leg to kick to the right, and presses the opponent's cheek with his right hand while exerting force.

The samurai lay down in the corridor with a plop. The three people behind him who had no time to react were instantly tripped by the body of their companions and fell to the ground. Kazuyo Sorayama avoided the wildly waving blade and walked slowly in front of the few people again. However,

At this time, he was standing and the four of them were upside down.

The people who were thrown to the ground were still a little confused. When they saw someone blocking them, one of the warriors didn't say anything. He stared at Kazuha Sorayama with a sinister expression, then put his hands and feet on the ground and rushed over like a toad.

In mid-air, he held his head and covered his face and launched a Dragonfly Sword Style in the air.

When practicing Shigenryu, you need to use a four-foot wooden sword to cut a wooden stake diagonally. When you reach the highest level, the thin wooden sword can even cut the wooden stake while it is intact! The samurai leaping in mid-air has no desire at this time.

There is no need to fear, the only obsession is to cut off the guy in front of you, so that the deepest essence can be revealed! Even if the founder Dong Xiang is resurrected, he will probably shout loudly when he sees this move: Second pole!

The wooden board on the roof of the corridor was split open silently, and the long knife continued to fall without any hindrance. The target was Kazuyo Sorayama's neck. The other three samurai who had already stood up ignored Kazuyo Sorayama in front of them and prepared to pursue again. In their eyes,

, this blow from his companion is enough to split any opponent in half. There is no need to pay much attention to a person who sincerely seeks death.

Before they could stand firm, their companion, who was already invincible in their eyes, was stamped on the chest by a big footprint. His body was spinning towards them, and the four of them turned into gourds on the ground again.

Even the Satsuma samurai, who was considered the toughest in Japan, could not withstand the successive blows. The companion who was kicked fainted directly in the air. The remaining three shook their heads subconsciously, as if to expel the attacks that had already surged above their heads.

After the blood gradually faded from his eyes, he took a closer look at who the person in front of them who stopped them was.

Hmm? It looks familiar, but I can't tell where I've seen it before. How should I put it? It's like I have this person in my mind, but if I really try to recall it, I can't find him. The other person is wearing large clothes.

Kan did not sew a family crest to indicate his identity, and he never drew a sword from beginning to end, so he had no idea what kind of swordsmanship he had practiced. However, judging from his extremely sharp fists and kicks, he could be another major sect of the Satsuma clan, Taisha style.

A master?

The leader of the crowd, Yoshii, said: "Shimo Yoshii Uichiro, my companions are all Satsuma feudal lords. Who are you, and why do you prevent our clan from pursuing the traitors?" At this point, they are no longer in a hurry. After all, Komatsu can be said to be seriously injured.

, will definitely find a place to heal and recuperate. Since we and the others can chase him from Satsuma Domain to Kumamoto Domain, we are not afraid of not being able to find him!

"I'm just a ronin, don't worry about it. I didn't mean to block your way, I just wanted to go downstairs to have a drink." Yoshii pointed behind Kazuyo Sorayama expressionlessly: "The stairs are over there."

"Ah... I'm sorry, I just came here and I'm not very familiar with it. If your companion is injured, I will fully compensate you." Kazuha Sorayama, who has soared in acting skills, had his voice not been too hoarse and could not hear anything else.

, the subtle expression on his face looked very sincere.

"Why are you, such a master, teasing us! A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!" Uichiro Yoshii is not a fool. He can be regarded as a friend by Okubo Toshimichi. How could he be deceived by Kazuha Sorayama's clumsy lies? Based on the location of your room,

You must have heard or even seen everything that happened. In this case, you still use such frivolous excuses as "going downstairs to drink" and "can't find the way", which is simply intolerable!

The Samurai Samurai's face has been completely lost by the escaped Komatsu. You must know that there are at least twenty rooms on this floor. The thin paper door cannot stop what is happening in the corridor. In fact, now he knows that there are people around.

There are no less than ten pairs of eyes watching every move here, and it is impossible for them to kill everyone and silence them. If they are humiliated by the ronin in front of them and remain indifferent, even if they succeed in killing the traitor Komatsu, they will still be punished when they return to the domain!

Uichiro Yoshii silently began to bandage the wound on his thigh. The two companions who had not yet fainted also did the same thing. They carefully arranged their clothes, tied the hand wraps crossed on their shoulders again, and stood up after doing everything.

To Sorayama Kazuha, Yoshii said seriously: "We have never been teased like this before. The dignity of the Satsuma warriors needs to be defended with death. Your Excellency, please draw your sword."

"Didn't you just get teased by that guy named Komatsu who is also a Satsuma warrior?" Kazuyo Sorayama said with interest. Looking at the blushing faces of the three of them, he couldn't help but add it again.

A Fire: "You keep saying you want dignity, so now are you going to kill three of me and one of me? What kind of rule is this? Oh, the dignity of your Satsuma clan is to bully the minority with more people?"

Yoshii's body shook, and his vision went dark. It seemed that no matter how calm he was, he was still a little confused by Komatsu's incident, and the person in front of him caught the flaw in his words.

Although the other party only had two brief attacks just now, the other party was by no means someone who could defeat him one on one. Even the three of them had no confidence. It was just a battle with reputation and life on the line. He did not believe that the other party could not see that he

plan. But I didn’t expect that the other party, as a master but without the consciousness of a master, would be so shameless!

Komatsu Nakagang is like this, the people in front of him are like this, the world has collapsed to this extent, no one anymore abides by the way of the samurai?

If we really want to compete one-on-one, I'm afraid that the other party can beat the three of us violently with just their fists while standing still. Wouldn't it be humiliating themselves! You must know that the sword swung by your companion just now is already their limit at this stage, and

You can't see the opponent's martial arts at all. If the opponent actually kills these people like him, it's fine, but it seems that he is not prepared to do so. If he knocks down a few people again and humiliates them, there will be no other way except caesarean section.

But after the caesarean section, who will pursue Komatsu? Should he be allowed to go to Edo to incite other samurai in the domain to resist the shogunate's national policy? How much damage will this cause to the domain? How could this happen? What should we do...

All kinds of thoughts came to him one after another, and a hundred times the pain surged into his heart. Yoshii Uichiro rolled his eyes and fell to the floor with a "clang", not knowing what happened to him.

Kazuyo Sorayama couldn't hold back anymore, and opened his mouth to laugh hoarsely. Wasn't it said that the Satsuma warriors were the toughest and most ferocious in Japan? How come in less than a moment, one person was angered to death, another was stunned, and only one person was left.

In the end, the two of them woke up, and one of them still had tears in his eyes? Forget it, killing someone is just a nod, and he had no intention of killing anyone in the first place.

He was not just bored and looking for something to do, but he heard a piece of news that concerned him from the escaped Satsuma warrior: Katsura Kogoro attempted to sneak onto a warship to assassinate foreigners but failed to be caught?

Based on Sorayama Kazuha's understanding of Katsura Kogoro, this disciple's brain is definitely smarter than his swordsmanship. Such a person cannot solve problems with his mind, and certainly cannot solve them with a sword, so he will never assassinate anyone personally.

Kazuyo Sorayama planned to ask what was going on.


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