Kanbei silently watched Kazuyo Sorayama and Kuzo go away. He had not expected this change, but it was useless to think too much at this time. The crisis before him now was: whether Gorobei could persist in the support of the two.
?Do we need to mobilize all our forces to resist the bandits in this direction?
Kanbei knew very well that if the bandits attacked with all their strength, Gorobei and a dozen farmers would never be able to stop him successfully. Thinking of the huge disaster that the village would face after being broken through, Kanbei could not help but feel cold all over.
The shouts of killing in the distance became louder and louder. He finally made up his mind, called a few farmers and said: "The three of you go to the other three directions as quickly as possible, and notify the samurai in charge of guarding and half of the farmers to immediately support Beishan.
Two people are left here to continue monitoring, and everyone else is following me!"
The shouts of death in the distance were in sharp contrast to the tranquility here. Kikuchiyo walked around anxiously, muttering: "Rat! Why don't you attack here? How can we repair it!"
He stamped his feet and decided not to wait any longer, shouting: "Heping! Heping! Take a few people to climb out and light a few fires on the other side of the river to guard against the bandits' sneak attack."
Heping and two other farmers tremblingly carried thick logs and firewood in their arms, avoiding the horrifying bodies hanging on the fence, and walked towards the other side of the river. Kikuchiyo roared: "Hurry up! Don't dawdle!
Right there, light the fire."
The fire lit up the opposite bank red, and there was no trace of the bandits who had retreated. Kikuchiyo calmed down a little and said to the farmers: "I will go to support other places now. Don't panic, the bandits will never come back! From now on!"
, Heping, you are responsible for the defense here. If you find bandits, send someone to notify me immediately!"
Before these bitter-faced farmers could agree, he had already hurried out.
Katsushiro was panting, and it was only now that he could calm down a little from the rush he had just made. Shichiroji leaned on a big gun and looked seriously at Kitayama, where the shouts of killing were getting more and more intense. Katsushiro wondered: "I don't know Lord Sorayama Kazuha.
Are you okay? It sounds very quiet all the time. Have the bandits gone to Jiuzou and Gorobei?"
Shichiroji slowly opened his mouth and said: "I believe in Sorayama-kun, it will be difficult for the bandit Wu Ma to break through his defense. Besides, Kanbei has already gone to support, so there will be no mistakes." "No matter how powerful he is, he is still alone...
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"No! Only when you face his sword can you realize how terrifying his martial arts is!" Shichiroji shook his head: "Korayama-kun's war experience is still shallow, and he may not even know how powerful he is."
Katsushiro felt relieved and said relaxedly: "There are Kuzo-kun and Gorobei-sama guarding the direction of Kitayama. It should be..." "Not good!"
Shichiroji suddenly woke up and interrupted in shock: "Kyuzo will definitely go to support Kong Sanjun. There is only Gorobei there. If Jiuzang takes away some farmers, Gorobei alone cannot defend him!" "I!"
Go and support!" Katsushiro jumped up. Shichiroji pressed his shoulder and said warmly: "Kasushiro, you are also a samurai. Now you are responsible for guarding this place. I will go to support myself." "But..."
"This is an order! Remember, if there is an attack by bandits here, send someone to notify them immediately." Shichiroji once again looked at the darkness behind the wooden fence, picked up the big gun and hurried away.
Sorayama Kazuyo was completely different from his usual calm and cold appearance. His severed hair was blown away by the wind brought by the bandit cavalry, and his slightly distorted expression made him look particularly ferocious at this time.
He was not satisfied at all after knocking down the two cavalry, and together with Jiuzang on the other side of the mountain road, he stared at the last two bandits. The attacking cavalry was indeed irresistible, but one of its great weaknesses was the loss of flexibility in a small area.
Sex, let alone running on a mountain road that can only accommodate two riders.
Jiuzang's attack was blocked by one of the bandits, but in order to avoid it, the bandit moved slightly towards the bandit next to him. In this way, the bandit on the side close to Sora Kazuha could only watch his own leg.
He was cut off by a sharp blade, screaming miserably as he chased the cavalry in front of him.
Sorayama Kazuyo raises the sword in his right hand and points it backwards towards the sky, bends his body slightly, and steps into a lunge. While retracting the move, he lifts his breath, and a breath of air completes the cycle from the toes to the top of the head, collects in the abdomen, and then emanates from the chest and abdomen.
Reaching the limbs and five internal organs, a low shout bursts out from the tip of the tongue, even temporarily overpowering the rumble of horse hooves!
He burst out with all his strength and stepped forward, so fast that he even left a faint afterimage on the spot. He teleported behind the bandit whose leg he had cut off, and used his right arm holding the knife to move forward.
He twisted around and stabbed the bandit in the back of the neck!
A piece of the blade emerged from his throat, and the bandit's screams suddenly stopped. The inertia brought his neck out of the blade. The body was so soft that it was on the horse's back, and was knocked to the ground with the ups and downs. Sorayama Yiye froze his body slightly.
Panting, this burst of extreme speed was too much even for him.
Looking back at the stunned peasants and the admiring Jiuzang, Kazuo Kuyama exhaled loudly, and squeezed out one word in a hoarse and deep voice: "Kill!" He regained his energy and chased after the galloping bandits.
Although the bandits broke out of the interception of the two samurai, they lost three men in the blink of an eye, which greatly reduced their morale! The bandits completely did not expect that even on horseback, they would not feel safe at all. That terrible swordsman,
If you are not afraid of a galloping horse and are faster than a galloping horse, someone will die every time you draw your sword. No matter how strong your armor is, it cannot block the flickering sword light!
At this time, there were only 9 bandits left on horseback, and only one samurai and a few farmers were killed on the other side. This ratio of battle losses was simply unbearable. The bandit leader knew that morale was low at this time, and if he did not take action
Change, even if he rushed into the village, he would face encirclement and suppression from all directions. After galloping a certain distance, he reined in his horse and ordered: "Aim all muskets and bows and arrows at the swordsman just now, and you must kill him!"
Sorayama Kazuha, who was running, saw the bandit suddenly stop his horse, and was secretly alert. After hearing the bandit leader's order from a distance, he dodged to the side without hesitation and shouted: "Slow pursuit! Musket!"
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Jiuzang and the farmers immediately dispersed after hearing the words, each looking for a bunker. Kazuyo Sorayama raised his perception to the highest level and stared at the three bandits holding muskets. He was confident that he could avoid the bows and arrows, but for several muskets,
Shoot, even the swordsman can't say that he can dodge it with complete confidence.
And at this time, he was only 50 meters away from the bandit, which was the optimal attack distance for long-range weapons. For safety, he should retreat as quickly as possible and hide behind a tree. However, once he did this, he should not even think about following him.
Bandits.
Kazuyo Sorayama kept changing his body shape and approached the bandit who was standing still. He wanted to take a gamble!
Bet that you can dodge this wave of attacks, bet that the bandits will never watch you approach, because the cavalry who lose the impact are living targets, even easier to kill than they are on the ground!