"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!!!!"
The coughing continues and becomes more severe.
The cough made her delicate body tremble and her shoulders tighten.
Tick ​​tock...tick tock...tick tock...tick tock...tick tock...
Drop after drop of blood slipped from between her fingers and fell to the ground.
The right palm that was covering his mouth and nose was stained red.
The light green haori, which was originally only stained with the enemy's blood, was stained with her blood for the first time.
Seeing Souji suddenly coughing and vomiting blood, the enemy on the opposite side couldn't help but be stunned.
After a brief moment of silence, he curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a grin of uncontrollable excitement.
Although he didn't know what was going on, anyone could see that the commander-in-chief was very weak!
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
He immediately cheered up and no longer looked like a coward who was "timid of the enemy and afraid of fighting". He shouted, stepped forward, and slashed the commander-in-chief directly on the forehead with a swing of his sword.
The blade of the knife caught the wind and made a "wow" sound.
Seeing the danger approaching, Souji gritted his teeth and suppressed the remaining cough in his throat, and then relied on the fighting instinct he had accumulated over a long period of time to barely dodge sideways.
The blade landed only half an inch away from her feet, and the tip sank deeply into the mud.
The opponent was bound to win, and believed that his sword could definitely kill Souji, and then obtain the "Array-Slaying Sky Sword" which was a great achievement that could be recorded in history.
He never expected that the sickly Souji would still have such abilities...!
When the other party was furious, he hurriedly pulled out the knife and tried to pull it back to his hand.
The moment he pulled the knife out of the ground, he suddenly saw a flash of silver light - at the moment of lightning and flint, the director swung the knife horizontally, and the blade hit the opponent's right side.
The blade surface is the most vulnerable part of the blade.
If the blade is hit hard, even an unmarked sword has a chance to cut off a famous sword!
Hearing a "dang" sound, blue sparks burst into the air - Souji cut off the opponent's sword and disabled the opponent's weapon.
"Varied……"
The other party's eyes widened, his expression was dominated by strong shock, and he blurted out "What".
Before he could shout out the complete words, the petite body suddenly rushed forward and passed him - with a crack, he heard the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh.
Immediately afterwards, unbearable severe pain started from his neck and spread throughout his body.
Because everything happened so fast, it wasn't until the commander-in-chief had finished his attack that he realized belatedly that his head was only connected to his body by a little bit of skin and flesh.
At the last moment of his life, he heard the indifferent voice of "Heavenly Sword":
"Even if you are ill, it will not prevent me from killing you."
The man looked at Souji with a look of horror - this was the last emotion he showed in his life.
In the next breath, his body completely lost support and fell forward. After twitching a few times, he became completely silent.
"Huh...huh...huh...cough...cough! Cough cough cough!"
After beheading the enemy in a thrilling manner, Souji once again leaned his sword on the ground to support his body, coughing violently out of breath.
Compared to just now, her coughing intensity has slowed down a lot - at least she no longer vomits blood.
As soon as her front legs regained their strength, her back legs immediately raised their eyes impatiently, scanning around and looking around.
Looking up, there is fighting and death everywhere.
All friendly forces within sight were fighting bloody battles.
At this time and place, the battle between the Shinsengumi and the Choshu Army has reached a fever pitch.
Everyone is fighting desperately and has no time to pay attention to other developments in the outside world.
Even though the chief's cough just now was very loud and scary, the sound was immediately drowned out by the louder shouts of killing and the sound of gold and iron clashing.
In other words, except for the enemy who had just been killed by Souji, no one noticed what was strange about her just now.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she immediately felt at ease and let out a sigh of relief.
"..."
She lowered her head and glanced at her right palm, which was stained red with blood. Her eyes were dim and her expression was complicated.
After a few moments, she clenched her right fist tightly to hide the blood stain in her palm, then turned her head and looked eastward - in front of her sight was Qingdeng, who was riding a thousand horses, regardless of life or death.
She looked at Qingdeng, looked at the surrounding comrades who were risking their lives, and murmured:
"Everyone is working hard... now is not the time to rest..."
After finishing speaking, she silently wiped the blood from her mouth, then clenched the Dingguishen in her palm again, and resolutely returned to the battlefield.
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Cut down one person and another comes.
One group was cut down and another group came.
Facing the swarm of enemies coming like a tidal wave, Qingdeng's talents have already been in a "full load" state.
The talents "Lonely +3" and "Born for Fighting +9" are activated!
[Note: Born to fight +9: The more tense and intense the battle situation, the better the physical and mental state will be. 】
Since the "Second China Return", the limb muscles that have become as stiff as stones due to being busy with government and military affairs and neglecting to exercise have gradually awakened from their slumber and become soft and full of elasticity.
"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah--!!"
Just by hearing the sound, I could tell that the swordsmen of Kagegenryu were attacking.
Qingdeng felt that the air beside him was cut by the blade, which made his hair stand on end, and goosebumps swelled up.
The confrontation between the two sides happened in an instant.
The opponent didn't even see Qingto's moves clearly, as the light green feathers flying high filled his entire field of vision.
By the time the light onion-colored Haori floated back to its original position under the influence of gravity, he had fallen to the ground, and the main artery in his neck was severed.
Another enemy rushed over.
Taking advantage of the momentum of his charge, he clenched the knife in his palm, assumed a "straight stabbing" stance, and used all his strength to slam into Qingdeng with both his body and the knife.
At the same time, another person approached Qingdeng from behind and struck him with a knife.
Faced with the attack from these two men, Qingdeng's coping methods were very simple.
He first dealt with the person behind him - with a bang - he swung his sword fiercely and the opponent's weapon bounced away.
In the next instant, he reached out his left hand like lightning, grabbed the opponent's collar, and pulled back. The opponent instantly lost his balance and fell down.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the opponent fell to the ground, Qingden lowered his body and pressed his neck hard with his left knee like a mountain bearing down on him.
The blood vessels in the neck were compressed, and the blood flow was restricted. The opponent's face suddenly turned red, his eyes bulged, and the swollen veins looked like squirming caterpillars. His arms were scratching in the air, as if searching for life-saving straws.
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After restraining the man with his knee, Qingdeng could concentrate on dealing with the remaining enemies.
Describing his series of actions in such detail, it seems like a long time has passed.
In essence, everything happens at the click of a finger.
From the time he deflected the man's weapon to the time he restrained him with his knees, less than half a second passed.
When he pulled the knife back to his hand, he happened to engage in a confrontation with the enemy in front of him.
At this time, not only the front, but also the left, the right, the back... new enemies came from every direction.
There were even a few people in the distance holding up flintlock guns. After pointing the muzzle at Qingdeng, they hurriedly pulled the trigger, completely ignoring whether their bullets might accidentally injure friendly troops.
Because Qingdeng's attack speed was too fast, he had become somewhat disconnected from the large forces in the rear, so there were many enemies.
Looking at the enemy groups attacking from all directions, Aomori lowered his eyelids and held the Bizen longship in his hands tightly.
To be continued...