Hearing the word "defeated general" from the girl's mouth, Fujiwara Maro's eyes showed a sarcastic smile, and he said in a correcting tone: "Your father, Chang Kuo, is my defeated general..."
His tone became colder and slower: "And your father's brothers and sisters, the best generals in Da Sheng, were also the souls killed by my sword."
He slightly lowered his eyes with a ferocious smile and looked at the Japanese sword held horizontally in front of him: "My sword is the sharpest holy sword in the entire Japanese country. This is precisely because it is supported by the blood of your Shengren.
…Your Excellency, you are speaking out of disgrace, is it too early to speak?”
Chang Suining had no intention of arguing with him and said with a slight smile: "Then let's try——"
Fujiwara Maro raised the knife with both hands, pointed the tip of the knife at Chang Sui Ning, with a strange and fiery inquiry in his eyes, and said "good".
He wanted to give it a try. The young coach in front of him brought him too much unwillingness and confusion... Some answers needed to be found under the knife!
He held the knife and took a step back, with a gesture that seemed quite polite, and said with murderous intent: "I and the knife in my hand, please give me some advice from Commander Sheng Jun!"
The girl stood there holding a spear in her right hand and did not move. She did not make an attack or defensive posture. She only said: "It is a great courtesy. The defeated army invites you first."
Fujiwara Maro raised the corner of his mouth while enduring his anger, and quickly rushed forward: "Then it will fulfill your country's dignity!"
"Back off, hold on to this place." Chang Suining said to He Wuhu. As he raised his gun, a cold air burst into his eyes.
As Fujiwara Maro swung his sword, he saw that the young girl faced his attack and did not even take a step back. Instead, she came forward with a gun.
Her body was as light as the wind, but her spear was extremely powerful. She blocked the attack and broke the attack head-on.
Fujiwara Maro's expression did not change, and he attacked again. The two of them fired more than ten moves in a row, but for a moment they couldn't tell the difference.
Fujiwara Maro was also cautiously testing his opponent's methods. At this moment, he came to the conclusion that his opponent lacked strength, flexible moves, and kung fu skills just like his own. He showed his sharp edge and did not like to retreat modestly.
Feeling domineering——
Apart from the lack of strength, this approach reminded him of an "old friend"!
As the "old friend" figure flashed through his mind, Fujiwara Maro's offensive with his sword became more and more murderous.
He knew that the opponent chose the spear because he knew that his own strength was lacking, and he wanted to avoid excessive close combat with him as a compromise to buffer his own shortcomings... He was indeed domineering, but he was not reckless either!
Also, how could a blind, reckless and arrogant person force him into such a situation!
Seeing the two figures going back and forth, each blow was a ferocious killing move. He Wuhu was frightened, but at this moment he was not idle. He was following Chang Suining's instructions and leading his people to deal with those who were killing.
Here comes Maro Fujiwara's confidant samurai.
On the warship not far away, Da Sheng's soldiers were holding crossbows, but they still made no move in their hands.
It's not that they are so obsessed with being a great nation that they don't want to carry out secret plots. After all, at this juncture, the safety of the coach is the most important, and everything else is empty!
However, when the two figures exchanged blows, their body shapes and positions changed very quickly, and there were Japanese soldiers fighting with He Wuhu and others around them, blocking their sight, making it impossible for them to aim at Fujiwara Maro.
If it were another situation, the best crossbowmen could have been given a try, but at this time it was about the safety of the coach, and no one was sure to take action——
Just imagine, a big victory is imminent, but the coach suddenly has bad luck under his own people... After all, no one wants to leave their name in the history books in this way, right?
No one wants to go, and no one dares to be the eternal sinner who accidentally hurt his own coach.
Unwilling to give up, Yuan Xiang took the crossbow and went into battle himself. He tried to aim several times but still failed.
The movements of those two were too fast, and it was difficult for outsiders to predict the next move.
But what can be seen with the naked eye is that Fujiwara Maro becomes more courageous as he fights. After the previous test, his moves became more and more ferocious.
In a few moves, he forced Chang Suining to the corner of the cabin. Seeing that the girl's back was already pressed against the cabin, and there was no way out, he swung his knife again, cutting through the raging murderous intent in the cold wind——
However, she saw the spear in the girl's hand "clack" downwards. She used this force to push herself up, grabbed the second ship rail above with her other hand, and raised her body to avoid it. Almost at the same moment, Fujiwara
The knife in Maru's hand split open the cabin she was leaning against just now.
When he drew his sword, he grabbed the ship's railing with one hand, and Chang Sui Ning, who was hanging on the outer edge of the ship's railing, whizzed around with the spear in his right hand and stabbed him in the heart below his left shoulder!
Fujiwara Maro's eyes changed, and he immediately stepped back. At the same time, he swung his sword to block it. When he narrowly blocked the sharp spear head, in his peripheral vision, he saw the girl holding the spear against his knife, spinning quickly and raising her legs.
His body left the railing of the boat, and when he put away his gun, he flew forward and kicked him hard in the jaw.
She knows how to make up for her own shortcomings. For example, this kick was the result of her jumping away from the railing of the boat and using all her strength to support it.
"puff!"
Fujiwara Maro stepped back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood, holding the knife and stabbing it into the gap in the ship's plank, barely keeping his body steady, and looking steadily at the girl who jumped down with a gun.
He just said that the answer can be found under the knife...
But that's not right...her moves are "wrong"!
So familiar!
Especially when she was holding a gun with one hand above her just now... At that moment, he even felt that the sound of the wind stirring up the spear in her hand was familiar!
And after this fight, he gradually realized that she seemed to be able to predict his next move, so she could always resolve it quickly... But before today, he had clearly never fought her head-on!
Fujiwara Maro almost blurted out and asked: "What is your relationship with Prince Sheng Li Xiao...?!"
Why are their moves and even their auras so similar!
"Guess what." Chang Suining raised his left hand, pulled off the cloak that became torn and obstructive during the fight, and threw it away.
Under the cloak, he wore a black round-neck robe with sleeves and a sash around his thin waist. He did not wear any jade, but hung a copper coin woven with red thread.
Without the cover of the cloak, the girl's thin figure due to spending time on the sea is also exposed. However, when she stands as straight as a bamboo, her whole body has a majestic and awe-inspiring aura, which makes people unable to feel the slightest contempt.
And it was this momentum that was inconsistent with the appearance, and even contradictory, that made Fujiwara Maro change her eyes again.
Prince Sheng Li Xiao was said to have been sick as a child, so he was not very tall. When he first met Li Xiao, he even thought that Li Xiao was just a nice-looking embroidered pillow, but after the battle, he realized that this was not the case.
And the person in front of him, even though she was a young woman... gave him an indescribable feeling of resemblance at this moment!
"You are a descendant of Li Xiao..." Maro Fujiwara stared at the girl and subconsciously guessed: "You are his illegitimate daughter!"
Judging from the age, this may be true!
The daughter Xiaofu, got the father's true inheritance... He could only think of this possibility for the time being!
But it seems wrong. When Li Xiao left, how could the girl in front of him be taught by Li Xiao personally even though she was already born? Was her kung fu taught by Chang Kuo and others?
In an instant, Fujiwara Maro's thoughts were confused, but strong hatred burst out in his eyes.
"Wrong, guess again."
Chang Suining had already raised his gun and attacked him again, leaving him no chance to continue thinking.
Fujiwara Maro's mind was already in turmoil, and the doubts almost drove him crazy.
But he still retained his last trace of calmness, and when he noticed that more and more Sheng troops were surrounding his ship, he chose to force Chang Suining step by step into the cabin on the second floor.
Chang Sui Ning seemed unaware of his intentions and was forced to retreat into the cabin.
The view inside the cabin was relatively dim. During the response, she opened a window with her gun and said very considerately: "I'm afraid that General Fujiwara's unclear vision may make me suspected of bullying the weak——"
"That's it, thank you very much!" Fujiwara Maro's eyes were red with excitement. He urgently needed an answer, an answer that was clear enough to answer all his doubts!
The sharp old thorn in his heart and being in a desperate situation inspired him to have the strongest fighting spirit.
Today, even if he must die here, he will take away this girl who has a strange resemblance to Li Xiao!
If just outside the cabin, he was still thinking about retaining the strength to take action, then at this moment, he has completely put aside all worries, like a huge ferocious beast with red eyes.
The sun shone straight in from the broken window, and the girl's shadow was reflected on the ship wall, showing her vulnerability.
When Fujiwara Maro swung his sword again, he was sure that there was no way he could avoid the girl in front of him.
He used all his strength.
The girl couldn't avoid it, she held the spear in front of her with both hands, and used the barrel of the gun to block his knife.
However, no matter how hard the gun shaft is, it cannot withstand the Japanese sword in his hand. Even if it is a rare and good gun, it is wrapped with beef tendons and copper bars. It is hard but also tough.
Seeing the gun barrel slowly becoming bent in the girl's hands, and her figure gradually becoming unable to support itself, a hint of a smile appeared in Maro Fujiwara's eyes: "You shouldn't have followed me into the cabin..."
She is not strong enough, and the cabin is relatively narrow, which is more advantageous for those who are good at close attacks. There is not enough room for her superb marksmanship.
Finally, he finally saw a look of uneasiness on the domineering girl's face.
"And... Coach Dasheng, you should prepare an extra knife!"
Just as the spear in the girl's hand was about to break, Maro Fujiwara reminded her in a "kind" tone.
The moment the gun barrel broke, Chang Suining tried his best and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.
She hurriedly rolled over to one side, and when Maro Fujiwara attacked her with his sword, she turned around——
This place is close to the wall of the ship. When Maro Fujiwara approached, the light was blocked and the expression on her face could not be seen.
But he expected that she was panicked and desperate.
Therefore, he has determined the outcome of this sword attack, but he will leave her a chance to speak——
The knife raised in his hand cast a dark shadow on the ship wall behind the girl.
However, almost at the same moment, the girl in the darkness suddenly folded her upper body——
This action was definitely not what Fujiwara Maro had expected. He had tried it many times, but she had no other weapons on her body. With no weapons to withstand the counterattack, she chose to turn around and come forward, which meant she threw herself under his sword.
,but……
She raised her hands very quickly, moving as fast as a meteor, and approached him.
All of this only happened in the blink of an eye, leaving no time for people to think about it. Just like Chang Suining, who was as agile as Chang Suining, he didn't even have time to change the direction of the barrel and head of the gun in his hand.
Just strive for the word "fast".
She was fast enough, so the broken gun shafts she held tightly in her hands were inserted into Fujiwara Maro's neck and throat from both sides.
Fujiwara Maro's huge shadow suddenly stopped on the ship wall.
Chang Sui Ning let go of his hand, raised his foot, and knocked him to the ground.
"You are so suspicious. If I had brought other weapons with me and followed you into the cabin, how could you be so careless and confident at this moment?" Chang Sui Ning stood up and walked towards Fujiwara Maro.
"However, why do you think that when our army has already won, I will ignore my own safety in order to fight with you? I seem to like taking risks and competing with others. Am I competitive with my face?
"
Fujiwara Maro sat up slowly and laboriously, with a large amount of blood pouring out of his mouth.
"The reason why I am willing to fight you alone -" the girl stood still in front of him, patted the scraps of the gun barrel in her hand, and said rudely: "Of course it is because, in my eyes, you are still easy to kill.
"
She said: "After all, I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have the same kind of heart and the same moves, and you haven't made any progress at all."
Fujiwara Maro suddenly opened his remaining eye and stared at her almost horribly. He opened his mouth and tried to make a sound, but only more thick blood came out. The sound was as vague and weird as the cold wind in winter.
Through the broken window paper: "Li..."
But his body, which was already almost out of control, reacted most instinctively at this moment. The huge fear made him move back with difficulty.
Chang Suining picked up his knife, held it upright, knelt down with one knee in front of him, and suddenly inserted it into his right leg. The tip of the knife directly penetrated the flesh and bone and was nailed to the ship's plank.
Fujiwara Maro let out a broken cry, but could no longer move back half an inch.
"Well, as you said, it is indeed a good knife." Chang Suining looked down and praised it.
This knife was recovered for Lao Chang.
Fujiwara Maro burst out with the last bit of strength, raised his right hand, slid out the sharp dagger, and stabbed Chang Sui Ning.
Before Chang Suining could raise his head, he raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, and then squeezed hard, the joints cracked, and the dagger fell.
"If you don't have the ability to kill me, why bother even if I don't want to die?" Chang Sui Ning looked into his eyes filled with hatred and fear and said, "Also, didn't I warn you not to do it again?
I am prospering my territory, why don’t you listen——”
Fujiwara Maro's face quickly turned pale, and due to blood loss, he began to tremble violently. At this point, there was almost only endless fear left in his eyes.
"You broke your promise first, so the price at this time today is not enough." As Chang Sui Ning spoke, he pulled out the knife that nailed his right leg, and finally said: "The rest will be done when you get to Huangquan Road.
Also remember to take a good look at how your ambitions and your family will end up in the end."
After saying this, Chang Suining held the knife in his backhand. Wherever the knife passed, his body and head were separated and blood spurted out.
