When the captain heard the cry for help, he quickly ordered a group of soldiers to go to the rescue. This group of soldiers followed Yan Zhuo's instructions, formed a predetermined formation, and carefully groped forward. They leaned forward and shouted to the man.
He said: "Brother, hold on, are there any Japanese pirates around here?"
"No, come and save me!"
The man shouted, and his voice reached everyone's ears through the depression.
The expressions of Yan Zhuo and the captain changed. How could a wounded soldier leaning against the wall have such mighty strength? They quickly shouted: "Stop, there's a trick, there's an ambush!"
As soon as Yan Zhuo finished speaking, a group of Japanese bandits, about seventy or eighty in number, emerged from behind the broken wall and around the depression.
Some of this group of Japanese thieves held Japanese bows, some held spears, and some already held long knives in their hands, shining brightly in the cold light. Before the Kyoguchi guards could react, they shouted and launched a charge. More than a dozen of them
Feather arrows were fired at the rescue team.
"Shield soldiers, bamboo soldiers, prepare!" Yan Zhuo shouted and issued a military order, "Two groups go to the rescue, and the other groups guard the left and right!"
After all, the Jingkou guards were the elite of Jiangzuo. As soon as the military order came, all the soldiers seemed to have a backbone. The shield soldiers stood guard in front with shields, and the two bamboo soldiers held bamboo poles like holding two brooms, sweeping left and right to stop the Japanese.
The thief's offensive.
As soon as the Japanese spearmen rushed to the Jingkou Guard, the two bamboo poles blocked their way. The bamboo branches on the bamboo poles were dense and sharp, and the front ends were covered with sharp iron sheets. They swept them left and right, whistling.
The wind blew and hit the Japanese pirates, leaving a trail of blood, which made the Japanese pirates howl like wolves and cry for father and mother.
The attack of the Japanese spearmen was blocked, and the swordsmen rushed forward with the sharpness of their long swords, trying to cut off the bamboo pole. The Japanese thieves' long swords were sharp, but the sharp swords struck the bamboo poles, and the bamboo poles were broken.
The cuts were also sharp, and the bamboo rebels swept across and stabbed, and in the blink of an eye, three Japanese thieves died under the bamboo pole.
Seeing that the Japanese attack was blocked, the morale of the Jingkou Guards was greatly boosted. The two reinforcement groups also arrived. Together with the previous rescue group, they formed a group and blocked the group of Japanese thieves with six bamboo poles like an iron curtain.
, they were so anxious that they couldn't rush in even if they jumped, so they could only curse "Bagheya Road, Bageya Road".
"Lift the bamboo pole and shoot the arrow!" Yan Zhuo commanded from behind.
When the three groups in front heard the sound, they immediately raised their bamboo poles. The group of Japanese thieves wanted to take advantage of the moment when the bamboo poles were raised to get close to them, but they never thought that as soon as the bamboo poles were raised, dozens of feather arrows would rush towards them.
Come on, before the Japanese thieves could react, seven or eight Japanese thieves were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.
Seeing that they could not gain any advantage, the Japanese bandits quickly ordered a retreat. The "wounded soldier" who had been leaning on the broken wall quickly got up and fled backwards in embarrassment with a circle of steps.
Jingkou Guards won the first battle, and all the soldiers' faces were filled with joy. They kept their formation and moved forward to clean the battlefield. But just as they were cleaning the battlefield, a scream came from the formation, and one Jingkou Guards' calf crooked.
, already paralyzed on the ground.
Everyone hurriedly looked down, and saw a Japanese bandit who was pretending to be dead holding two short knives. One knife pierced the injured soldier's heart, and the other knife pierced his own lower abdomen, committing seppuku and committing suicide.
"Leave no one alive, spearmen check the bodies!"
"Yes!" the soldiers responded.
In this battle, the Jingkou Guards led by Yan Zhuo suffered only one casualty and killed twelve Japanese bandits. They won the first battle and their morale was greatly boosted. The soldiers also trusted Yan Zhuo more.
The captain looked at the excited expressions of the soldiers, looked at Yan Zhuo and said: "General, these brothers have trusted you now. I hope the general will not let them make unnecessary sacrifices."
Yan Zhuo looked at the captain, who still had an indifferent expression on his face. It was impossible to tell what was going on in his mind. He jumped off his horse, walked to the body of the Japanese bandit, and tore off a handful.
Japanese sword, take the sword out of its sheath and look at it carefully.
Yan Zhuo walked up to the captain and said, "This Japanese bandit's knife is sharper than ours."
The captain said: "Before I came here, I read in the history books that a hundred years ago, the Japanese pirates wore animal skins and used bone staffs to pay tribute to the Emperor of Kyushu. Eighty years ago, when the Japanese pirates paid tribute to the Emperor of Taisho, they only had senior officials in the mission.
They can only wear common clothes, and the tribute items they pay are only animal skins, corals and the like. But now, the forging skills of this group of Japanese pirates have surpassed those of Kyushu, and their long swords and spears are better than those of Kyushu.
Their weapons are just one inch longer. It seems that they have been plotting against our land of Kyushu for a long time, and the ambition of the Japanese thieves is clearly revealed."
"There is civil strife in Kyushu, with the Five Kingdoms and Ten Factions crisscrossing each other. Although there have been few wars in Kyushu in recent years, Kyushu, which is so divided, will eventually lose its former glory. If we want the Japanese bandits not to dare to covet our Kyushu, Kyushu must be unified, and the Five Kingdoms and Ten Factions must unite.
Only by uniting into one can Kyushu become the real Kyushu!"
As Yan Zhuo said this, he looked at the sky and saw a vast blue sky in his eyes. The Kyushu region, under this whole world, should be the land of my Chinese Kyushu!
The captain turned to look at Yan Zhuo and said: "General, please don't say these words in the future. If people listen to you, let alone take 300 people to go on an expedition. I'm afraid the dynasty won't allocate it to you if you have 100 people."
Yan Zhuo asked again: "Then Zhao Xiangguo sent troops to the Han Dynasty for the purpose of unifying the world?"
The captain said coldly: "There is only one Xiangguo Zhao in Jiangzuo, and this one and only Xiangguo Zhao would not want another person to have the same ambition as him."
Yan Zhuo looked at the captain. There seemed to be a huge energy hidden in his eyes that could never be opened, making it difficult for people to understand or understand.
Japanese pirates Zhenhai camp.
The fleeing Japanese bandits ran all the way back to the camp, rushed to the Oda family general Tomiharu Ichiro, and said in a panic: "General, we encountered Jiang Zuo's elite vanguard outside the city!"
Tomiharu Ichiro frowned and said solemnly: "Elite pioneers? How many people are there? Under what banner? How many casualties did you have?"
The fleeing Japanese thieves did not dare to say that there were only two or three hundred people on the other side, so they lied: "There are more than a thousand people, with the two characters Beifu written on the flag. Their weapons are very strange, and their formation is also very strange. They are not like other Jiangzuo people."
The army consists of hundreds of people forming a formation, but ten people form a formation. It is very strange that as soon as we fought, twelve brothers were killed or injured."
"Then how many of them died?" Fukuharu Ichiro asked.
The Japanese bandit hesitated and said: "No... I don't know. I guess there are two or three people?"
"Two or three people?" Tomiharu Ichiro said sharply.
The Japanese bandit was even more hesitant when he spoke, saying: "Five...six...people."
Tomiharu Ichiro glared at the Japanese bandit, slammed his hand on the table, and said: "Twelve people were killed and injured before five or six people on the opposite side were injured. It's a shame and a shame. When did our Oda family suffer such a disastrous defeat? Come back."
What are you doing? You have offended the Oda family and should commit suicide!"
As the leader of the Oda family, Oda Taichō was invincible in the national wars on the Fuso Islands. The casualty ratio of the Oda troops he led never exceeded one to one. In the battle of Fuso Inoji Temple, he led more than ten soldiers
The personal guard rushed left and right in Wu Neng Temple, the enemy general's base camp, and led only a dozen people to massacre all the 600 defenders in Wu Neng Temple. He was known as the Fuso God of War.
The Japanese bandit trembled and said: "General, it is clear that the Beifu soldiers are really evil and we can't even get close to them!"
Seeing the serious look on his men's part, Tomiharu Ichiro couldn't help but murmur in his heart, and asked: "What kind of weapons do they use, and how are they better than our weapons?"
The Japanese bandit said: "Their weapons are no different from other Jiangzuo troops, except that they use bamboo as their weapons. The bamboo is trimmed by them and wrapped with iron sheets. The bamboo pole sweeps left and right, and our warriors cannot rush in at all."
"
Tomiharu Ichiro's expression turned cold. He imagined the scene described by his subordinates in his mind and thought: If this is the case, this Jiangzuo army will be a big trouble for our Oda family.
"They still cooperated. As soon as the bamboo pole was raised, the archers fired arrows. In just one round of arrows, seven or eight of our brothers were injured." The Japanese bandit continued.
Tomiharu Ichiro nodded and asked, "Then how did you kill five of them?"
The Japanese bandit's mouth froze when he opened it. When he ran away, there were no casualties among the Beifu soldiers. He said vaguely: "...Yes...I ordered him to be killed with a shuriken from a high place."
When Tomiharu Ichiro heard what he said, he slapped the table again, but this time there was a smile on his face: "Yes, you should use hidden weapons to deal with them at high places!" Your idea is good, you don't need to commit seppuku.
Now, go down and wait for the next battle to regain your honor as a warrior!
When the Japanese pirate heard this, his eyebrows arched, his eyes wrinkled, and he grinned widely: "General Xie, I will definitely regain my honor as a warrior in the next battle."
The Japanese bandit retreated, Tomiharu Ichiro clapped his hands, summoned a subordinate and said: "Find Iga Togo and Yuan Fei Sasaki."
As soon as Ichiro Toharu opened his mouth, two black shadows rushed into the tent and said, "The Ninja Guards have been waiting for a long time, Lord Toharu."
These words sounded like ghosts, and a pool of cold sweat broke out from Toiharu Ichiro's back. He looked at the two people in front of him, his expression could not be called unkind at all: "Have you learned the etiquette of knocking on the door by now?"
"Ninjas never make a sound." Iga and Sarutobi said, their voices still cold.
Both of them were dressed in black clothes, with masks with ghost eyes and fangs on their faces. They carried two Japanese swords, one long and one short, on their backs. They had a short thorn on one side and a bulging concealed weapon bag on the other.
, the boots under his feet are all black, with two patterns of black snakes and black foxes painted on them.
Tomiharu Ichiro shook his head, with a look of helplessness on his face, and said, "Now there is a mission for you. Order one hundred Ninja Guards to annihilate the Jiangzuo army that appeared on the outskirts of Zhenhai today."
Iga and Sarutobi nodded "yes" and left the camp like ghosts.
Tomiharu Ichiro looked at the two people who came and went without a trace, and said angrily: "I don't know why Oda-sama would trust these ninjas. These people who cannot see the sun have only dark interests in their hearts. How can they understand the virtues of samurai?"
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Suburbs of Zhenhai.
The three hundred Jingkou guards led by Yan Zhuo were approaching the direction of Lianjiang. This area was not the main battlefield, and the smell of war was slightly lighter. There were still a few old trees and a few small courtyards standing in good order, and they were not destroyed by the Japanese bandits.
"It seems that the area around here has not been attacked by Japanese pirates yet. We should find traces of friendly troops." Yan Zhuo said.
The captain shook his head and said: "This is close to Lianjiang. Even if there are friendly troops nearby, they are all in Lianjiang City."
Yan Zhuo asked: "Then let's go to Lianjiang City to join the large army. When the army is mobilized, we can launch a counterattack against the Japanese bandits together."
The captain shook his head and said: "They will not let you enter the city. Zhao Xiangguo sent you here to recover the lost territory. Even the guards in Jiangcheng must have received the order and will not care about your life or death."
"
Yan Zhuo glanced at the captain and said, "Did you already know the purpose of your coming?"
The captain nodded and said: "You cannot fight without cannon fodder. You are the cannon fodder general, I am the cannon fodder captain, and they are cannon fodder soldiers."
The captain spoke calmly, as if he had already accepted his fate calmly.
"I said, I will not let you die in vain. You will not become cannon fodder, and I will not become cannon fodder. Since there is no support available in Lianjiang City, then we will regenerate ourselves. Three hundred Jingkou Guards cannot defeat the Japanese soldiers.
Thirty thousand, but I am still confident that it will break through his three thousand."
Hearing what Yan Zhuo said, the captain couldn't help but a drop of embarrassed sweat broke out on his forehead, and he just said: "Everything must be obeyed by the general's orders."
The sky is getting dark and the crows are frightened again.
The scimitar-like moon hangs in the sky, shining with sharp and cold light.
Iga and Sarutobi led a hundred ninja guards through the dark night. Their steps were small but urgent, and there was no sound at all. Their movements were weird and very different from Kyushu Qinggong.
"Iga-kun, the target is just ahead, please be ready."
"I understand, Sarutobi-kun."
As they said this, they already drew their knives out of their sheaths. More than a hundred long knives were unsheathed, and a ray of cold light flashed like the moon, and the frozen leaves spiraled down.
Iga gave Sarutobi a look, and saw Iga swung the long knife in his hand, stepped forward with a small step, and killed the Kyoguchi Guard sentry's neck like a meteor.
The knife is cold, the blood is hot, and wisps of white smoke are scattered in the air.
The knife was so fast that the sentry fell to the ground and died before he could react.
Seeing Sarutobi again, he led a group of ninja guards into the camp. In just a blink of an eye, twenty Kyoguchi guards in the entire camp were killed by the ninja guards in their sleep. A bloody smell filled the Kyoguchi camp.
Diffuse in the middle.
"who!"
Along with this sound came three pieces of armor. The armor pieces were like flowing fireflies, dragging blue light towards the group of black-clothed ninja guards. When the black-clothed ninja guards heard the scream, they wanted to use their swords to resist, but the sword
Before it could be set up, the armor plate penetrated the throat, and three pillars of blood spurted out, shocking Iga and Sarutobi's pupils.
Iga said: "Sarutobi-kun, you have met a powerful person."
Sarutobi said: "Iga-kun, as long as the two of us join forces, we are not afraid of him!"
As Iga and Sarutobi said this, they formed seals with their hands and gathered their inner energy to pour into the blades. In an instant, Iga and Sarutobi's blades were red and one basket at a time, and they attacked Yanzhuo like water and fire.
Yan Zhuo looked at the strange gestures of the two people, and saw their blades suddenly glowing. He snorted coldly and said: "Gathering up the energy to do so many postures, let you see the internal strength of Kyushu."
After saying that, Yan Zhuo gave a soft drink and gathered the inner energy throughout his body and spread it out like a rainbow.
