Chapter 954 The Sword Master fights the ghosts!【5000】
The shouts of death from behind stopped...
The cries of the enemy soldiers could not be heard.
I can’t hear the sound of Kondo Shusuke’s sword either…
The male Tan Seiichiro lowered his eyelids...the shadow of his eyelashes covered his eyes.
Others could only vaguely see the vague sadness flowing in his eyes.
"He's the only one left!" (Russian)
"I stabbed him!" (Russian)
"Well done!" (Russian)
"The injuries on his body are getting worse and worse! He will soon be unable to hold on!"
"Keep going! Don't give him a chance to breathe!"
Even a man as strong as Tan Seiichiro could not survive this bloody battle with huge disparity in strength.
As he continued to penetrate deeper into the enemy's lines, the confrontations he encountered became increasingly fierce.
More and more enemy soldiers inflicted bloody wounds on his body.
It's like saying that at this moment, someone took advantage of it and slashed the forehead of the male protagonist, Ichiro Tanishi. Fortunately, it was only a superficial wound. Although a lot of blood was shed, it was not fatal.
Until now, Tan Seiichiro has lost count of how many injuries he has suffered.
Perhaps because of his excitement, he didn't feel any pain at all.
He looked at the vast group of enemies in front of him, then raised his gaze slightly and looked at Shuten Doji not far away.
Shuten Doji stood straight on the spot, staring at him expressionlessly.
The distance between them is about 100 meters... which is already very close.
But this mere 100 meters of space is filled with countless enemy soldiers.
Otani Seiichiro withdrew his gaze and looked at the enemy group in front of him again.
"Come on, if you want to die, just come forward!"
After roaring, he clenched the knife in his hand and moved forward with the knife.
The next moment, cold light and bloody light flew together.
——Sorry, His Highness Tianzhangyuan...Sorry, everyone...I lied to you...
Just now, when he was saying goodbye to Tianzhangyuan and others, he showed a righteous and awe-inspiring look, as if he wanted to mend the cracks in the sky with one hand.
But in fact, these are all his "performances".
Just like Kubota Kiyone, he has been very tired every day since the "Black Ship Incident".
Because he skillfully concealed his true thoughts, few people discovered his inner pain.
He has been studying sword skills since he was a child, and he never tires of fighting against heroes from all walks of life... all in order to become a more powerful swordsman.
However...the birth of large ships and cannons made swordsmanship useless.
As long as there are bullets in hand, even a child can easily kill a swordsman with excellent swordsmanship.
Although many people say that "swordsmanship will never die out" and "practicing swordsmanship can strengthen the body" and work tirelessly to find more meaning for swordsmanship, they know that these are just fallacies that deceive themselves and others.
The sword is a murderous weapon, and swordsmanship is the art of killing.
In essence, swordsmanship is not a skill used to strengthen the body at all.
It is nonsense to think that you can exercise your body through swordsmanship or understand some philosophy of life.
Swordsmanship is for killing people!
Once a weapon appears that is more efficient and easier to use than a sword, swordsmanship will completely lose its meaning of existence.
Even the existence of swordsmen like them was denied.
He devoted his whole life to the sword, but when his temples turned gray, he suddenly realized that all the things he had studied in the past decades were in vain... Maybe someone can cheer up from such a blow - Anyway, Otani Seiichiro
Does not belong to this column.
Even if he pretended to be calm and calm on the surface, he could not hide the entanglement and pain in his heart.
The reason why he stayed, and the reason why he followed the example of Sanada Yukimura who forced his way into the enemy's position, was not for any righteous reasons.
He does not have such noble sentiments.
He just wanted to find a magnificent place to die for himself, so that his swordsmanship could reach its final and most brilliant bloom.
That's all!
——Come on...an unknown enemy general...accompany me to the underworld...!
His eyes were firmly fixed on Shuten Doji's figure, and he cut down every enemy soldier who stood in front of him.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Kiyone Kubota in the rear provided continuous remote support.
Thanks to his precise sniping, Otani Seiichiro's pressure was greatly reduced.
Without his full help, there would definitely be more wounds on his body.
But at this moment, Tan Seiichiro suddenly noticed something strange about Kubota Kiyone.
The arrow just fired not only missed the enemy soldier's vital point, but was also crooked and flew directly into the distance.
Otani Seiichiro is very aware of Kubota Kiyone's abilities.
With his superb bow skills, at this distance, even if he didn't hit the bull's-eye, he would never miss the target.
In this case, there is only one possibility...
"Qingyin!!"
The fierce fighting situation left Tan Seiichiro no time to turn around and check with his own eyes the current situation of Kubota Kiyone.
He could only raise his voice and shout the other person's name loudly.
Soon, he received a response:
"Seiichiro! Move forward!!"
Along with this shout, new arrows were fired, knocking over the enemy soldiers on the left side of the male Tansei Ichiro.
It's more than accurate, but obviously not as powerful as before...
When the male Tan Seiichiro saw this, he was slightly startled at first, then pursed his lips, and his expression became complicated and unspeakable.
This appearance also appeared just now...when Kondo Shusuke was shot.
Although there were thousands of emotions in his heart, he quickly suppressed his emotional fluctuations, straightened his expression, gritted his teeth, continued to swing the knife, and moved forward.
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"Ho...! Ho...! Ho...! Ho...!"
Kubota Kiyone opened his mouth wide, and a hoarse gasp came out of his throat.
His face at this time... to put it harshly, was no different from that of a dead person, as pale as if he had been bleached with geisha's white powder.
His extremely poor physical condition could not restrain his fighting spirit.
He took out new arrows from the nearly bottomed quiver and mounted the bow.
Just as he was about to tighten the bowstring, a strong feeling of dizziness hit his brain.
I want to vomit, all the strength in my body is drained, and my vision becomes blurry...
His body was swaying around, as if he would fall to the ground at any moment, and the arrow slipped from his fingers.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "plop" sound of water, and his hands naturally dropped and fell into a pool of blood.
I saw that the ground under him was soaked in blood! This large blood stain was still spreading outward!
The stone that took away his mobility not only broke the bones of his thigh, but also tore the aorta of his thigh.
It goes without saying how important the aorta inside the thigh is.
Although he had stopped the bleeding, tearing off strips of cloth from his clothes and tightening the roots of his thighs, how could the blood loss caused by the rupture of the aorta be stopped so easily?
His level of hemostasis was just to slow down the blood loss.
Unconsciously, the blood under his body had spread into a large pool, and he was sitting in a pool of blood.
Anyone with some common sense can see that after losing so much blood, Kubota Kiyone’s life has been like a candle in the wind...
At this moment, there was only a little breath left under his nose... so weak that it might disappear at any time.
Logically speaking, there is nothing else for him to do now except sit and wait for death.
However, just for a moment, he raised his eyelids again.
His face was lifeless... but the fighting spirit was still burning in his eyes!
With a click, he set up the Japanese bow again, picked up the fallen arrow with trembling fingers, and stringed it.
"Seiichiro...move forward..."
The next second, the sound of breaking through the air was heard.
The arrow shot straight through the head of a certain enemy soldier with the strong wind - this guy intended to sneak attack the male Tan Seiichiro from the side and rear.
"Seiichiro...move forward...!"
Soon enough, another arrow shot out.
Immediately afterwards, there was one less enemy soldier around the male Tan Seiichiro.
The smoothness of his movements and the skillfulness of his techniques do not look like someone who is seriously injured and dying!
Looking at the back of the male Seiichiro Tanani, looking at this figure moving forward bravely, Kubota Kiyone smiled.
He smiled peacefully.
Strange to say, after experiencing the intense dizziness just now, he suddenly felt that his head became extremely clear.
Thanks to this, he suddenly understood many things.
Why did he sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman and help the male Tan Seiichiro at all costs?
Because to him, Otani Seiichiro at this moment is like an "incarnation" - the incarnation that proves to the world the integrity of "old guys who can't keep up with the times"!
So... Seiichiro, move forward!
I don't know when he stopped feeling pain and tiredness.
To be precise, all other senses except vision have left him.
He only has one consciousness left: to shoot all enemy soldiers who threaten Seiichiro.
He only has one action left now: draw a bow and shoot an arrow.
In seconds, arrows pierced the atmosphere one after another!
The strong wind carried by the arrow is like the favorable wind that helps the male Tan Jing Ichiro move forward.
Every sound of breaking wind represents the death of an enemy soldier.
With the help of this continuous rain of arrows, Otani Seiichiro's offensive was like a divine aid!
Forward, forward, and forward again... He ran from one bloody pillar to the next.
Whoosh!
Tan Seiichiro saw an enemy soldier on the left front who was holding a flintlock gun and was about to shoot him being shot through the head.
Whoosh!
After a while, the enemy soldier on his right scratched his neck, which was hit by an arrow. After struggling for a few times, he fell to the ground motionless.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
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Listening to the continuous sound of breaking wind coming from behind him, Tan Seiichiro gradually felt at ease.
This peace of mind comes not only from Kubota Kiyone’s strong assistance, but also from pure friendship.
Although there are no friendly soldiers around him, as long as he hears the sound of bows and arrows being fired, he can intuitively feel that he is not alone.
But at this moment, without any warning... the sound of breaking wind stopped.
There was no longer the sound of drawing a bowstring and shooting arrows from behind him.
Otani Seiichiro's sword paused in mid-air for a moment.
He subconsciously thought that Kubota Kiyone was tired, so he waited, and waited, and waited.
But... no matter how long he waited, the sound of firing the bow that made him feel so reassured never sounded again...
"..."
The male Tan Seiichiro pursed his lips tightly, and the corners of his mouth drooped slightly.
Although the enemy soldiers were constantly shouting, but when he didn't hear the sound of bows, he had never felt that the world was so quiet as at this moment...
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"Shuten Doji-sama, this... seems a little not good."
Su Nuo's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the male Tan Seiichiro who was getting closer and closer to them.
To be fair, the bravery of the soldiers definitely deserves the evaluation of "fighting without regard for one's own safety."
With the support of the "Decisive Battle of Yodo", they rushed towards the male Tan Seiichiro without retreating.
However... no matter how bravely they fight, no matter how many wounds they inflict on each other, they can't stop them!
The path forward for this swordsman is a real bloody road! Every time he takes a step forward, he will inevitably start a fierce fight!
According to incomplete statistics by Su Nuo and others, at this moment, Tan Seiichiro had at least 15 wounds on his body, including two gunshot wounds.
After suffering such a serious injury, not only did he not fall to the ground and die, but he became more and more courageous as he fought... To be honest, Su Nuo and others couldn't help but wonder if this old man was an "immortal" like Ogata Issei!
The master of Haifang made a serious face, turned his head, and said anxiously to Shuten Doji:
"Shuten Doji-sama, please retreat!"
His words immediately expressed the thoughts of everyone present.
Su Nuo and others turned their heads and cast sincere glances at Shutun Tongzi.
Judging from the current situation, it is no longer unreal for the male Tan Seiichiro to enter this place and kill Shuten Doji!
They didn't think that Shuten Doji couldn't beat the male Tanisei Ichiro.
In fact, even in a perfect condition without any injuries, Tan Seiichiro may not be a match for the talented Shuten Doji.
To enter the "state of selflessness" at will... This kind of talent is rare to see in a hundred years.
But...just be afraid of everything!
At the moment, Ichiro, the male spirit of the valley, seems to be possessed by a god. He can ride a thousand horses and stand tall.
Even if he loses to Shuten Doji, there is no guarantee that he won't leave some scars on his body.
"The male Seiichiro Tanani followed the example of Yukimura Sanada and charged into battle alone."
"If I followed Tokugawa Ieyasu's example, lowered the flag seal and retreated several miles, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"
"I'm not like Tokugawa Ieyasu, who can shamelessly do such a shameful thing."
"Master Umibo, now that the situation has come to an end, don't say such disgraceful words."
As he spoke, he looked forward and raised his chin towards the male Tan Seiichiro who was getting closer and closer.
"Look. The swordsman is burning his life away."
"He gave everything he had, risking life and death, and fought bloody battles."
"For this respectable opponent, I want to witness it with my own eyes until the end."
"I won't run away, I will always stand here."
"Whether he dies on the way or successfully kills him in front of me, I will happily accept any outcome."
At this point, he paused.
After a moment, he changed into a solemn tone:
"I advise you to take the 'Decisive Battle' now."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even be able to take one of his sword blows."
When Su Nuo and others heard this, their expressions became solemn.
After a brief hesitation, they all reached into their arms and took out a red pill.
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"Old man! Go to hell!"
An enemy soldier stepped forward and thrust the bayonet in his hand into the chest of Tan Seiichiro.
Before he could secretly rejoice, the male Tan Seiichiro slashed him to the ground with his backhand.
At the same time, he handed the knife to his left hand and used his right hand to pull out the bayonet stuck in his chest, causing it to fall into a circle and pierce the neck of another enemy soldier.
Finally, the knife in his left hand drew a sharp arc in mid-air and chopped off the heads of three enemy soldiers in one breath.
Taking advantage of the moment when all the enemy soldiers around him were cleared, he took advantage of the situation and took another step forward.
At this time, he suddenly realized that Shuten Doji was right in front of him!
There are only 8 steps left between them.
The other party's handsome face was extremely clear.
He could even see every line on his face.
8 steps...the last 8 steps!
The man Tan Seiichiro took a deep breath and summoned up the remaining strength in his body!
At this moment, a cold light swept towards his Tianling Cap in an arc.
Otani Seiichiro didn't even look at the slashing attack, relying on his instinctive reaction to lean back and dodge it.
Seeing that the blow missed, Su Nuo immediately pulled the knife back to his hand and repositioned himself.
Su Nuo, Umibozhu, Ushiki, and Ruinv—they stood in a fan shape, blocking the path forward of the male Tan Seiichiro.
All four of them, without exception, had the unique high-spirited look in their eyes after taking "Decisive Lake".
The man Tan Seiichiro looked at the four people with a calm expression and murmured:
"The bodyguard beside the general..."
Master Haifang shouted and took the lead in launching an offensive:
"Drink ah ah ah ah!"
He swung the sword into his body, and the big sword made a sound in the wind.
Su Nuo and Niu Gui followed closely behind, chasing the male Tan Seiichiro from different directions.
This was not over yet, Ru Nu was walking on the outside, throwing out the steel needle in her hand.
It's said to be "needle"...actually it's more like "nail"!
Each of the steel needles she held between her fingers was five centimeters long and half a centimeter thick!
If it is stabbed, the injury will be serious!
Ru Nu is not a martial artist who specializes in martial arts.
The only fighting method she is good at is hiding behind her comrades, and then quietly throwing steel needles to sneak attack the enemy.
Describing the tricks of the ghosts in such detail makes it seem like a long time has passed.
In essence, everything happens at the click of a finger.
The man Tan Seiichiro quickly swept his eyes to see clearly the moves of the ghosts.
His next response also happened in the blink of an eye.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Three sounds of gold and iron striking each other sounded indistinguishably one after another.
He first swung his sword diagonally and chopped off Ru Nuo's steel needle, then he raised the sword over his head and deflected Umibozu's slash to the side, and then deflected Su Nuo's sword with incredible speed.
In the next moment, his arms turned into feathers, his body soared into the air, and he took the initiative to pounce on Niu Gui.
Seeing the "Sword Master" coming, Niu Gui's pupils instantly shrank into pinhole shapes.
He subconsciously put the naginata in his hand to his chest and put up a defensive posture - but it was too late.
Poof!
A sharp slash swept across Niu Gui's neck.
Niu Gui staggered back a few steps and raised his hands to cover his neck, trying to block the wound, but to no avail.
Blood overflowed from between his fingers, staining his entire palm and neck red in the blink of an eye.
Poof - for a moment, his head dropped weakly, and his body fell to the ground. He convulsed a few times and stopped moving.
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