The fire soared into the sky, illuminating the endless sky.
The surrounding forests looked like ferocious ghosts in the firelight.
The night wind blew through the forest and made a rustling sound.
It was them whispering.
The forest that had stood silent for thousands of years seemed to be watered by endless blood on this bloody night and came to life.
Countless Japanese people in Sugihara Liufeng Castle were running around like panicked ants.
The scurrying and entangled diehard members of the Yagyu family were still besieging Li Kuan one after another, hoping to send the devil back to Amaterasu's cage.
Li Kuan is like a hard-working farmer, constantly harvesting his prey.
The long knife has been curled up.
He has swung it countless times and cut off many weapons and heads.
In this night, he fought until he went crazy.
The clothes on his body were completely soaked with blood, and drops of sticky blood continued to drip down the hem of the clothes.
In the continuous battle, it was no longer possible to avoid the spurting blood, even if he His face was also splattered with bright red blood, which had now begun to coagulate, forming a thin layer of blood scab, covering the mask that looked like leaping flames.
Sweat slid down his cheeks, but as it slid down, it mixed with blood and dripped down, losing its original color.
The long knife in his hand was completely scrapped, like a broken saw blade.
I saw him stand up, his feet paused slightly on the ground, and his whole body lifted off the ground like a feather.
Then he suddenly threw the long knife in his hand out in mid-air, like a bloody thunderbolt, Staring straight at a few Japanese soldiers wearing plate armor standing in the distance, they were several commanders of the Yagyuhara commando team.
Then a snow-white pure white lotus bloomed in his hand again.
Endless cold light shot out from his hands.
It was like a meteor shower suddenly started falling in the night sky, and a little bit of cold light reflected the gradually brightening sky.
Suddenly it spread out in all directions like a goddess scattering flowers, with the sound of howling wind.
A little bit of cold light only stayed on everyone's retinas for a moment, and then it appeared in front of them before they could react.
Only then did they realize that this was not a meteor shower, but a thin meteor shower.
The sharp blade of Cicada Wing's flying knife tore through the air, and the bright blade reflected the firelight, like a gorgeous fireworks.
But when they discovered the true identity of these little things, it was already too late, because by the time they saw it clearly.
This small flying knife had already shot into their bodies, with endless sharp attribute attacks, piercing through their thin bodies.
Before they even had time to make the slightest sound, their vision completely went dark and they fell into eternal sleep.
The snow-white lotus blossomed in mid-air, so dazzling, like the snow lotus standing in the sea of blood, its whole body crystal clear.
He came from the most filthy sea of blood in the world, but still maintained his bright figure, completely confusing the Japanese people who were lost in the rolling red dust in the night.
At this moment, all the Japanese people who saw the charming white lotus blooming in the air were stunned.
Because when it blooms, it brings disaster.
Li Kuan's body leapt across the air.
Like flying through space, it came on the wind in mid-air.
The Yagyuhara commandos all rushed towards the opposite side.
"Stop him."
Several Japanese people were completely panicked at this time, even though they were loyal to the Yagyu family.
But when faced with his own life and death, he still couldn't face it directly.
In this era, the Japanese people had not been brainwashed by the spirit of Bushido.
They were just loyal to Yagyuhara who raised them from childhood and taught them all their skills.
It’s just the heart of repaying gratitude.
As for the samurai who committed seppuku every minute, they have not yet appeared in the history of the Wonu Kingdom in this era.
"Haha, can you stop me?"
Li Kuan sneered.
The moment he was about to hit the ground, he leaned forward, then used the soles of his feet to take advantage of the high pile of corpses under him, and then thought about the intended direction.
Shoot out.
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Like arrows from a bow, they are swift and swift.
I don't know when a sharp long knife appeared again in my hand, reflecting the rising sun like a clear spring.
Under the faint morning light, I could see the billowing smoke rising into the sky.
In this endless On a small island in the vast ocean, a huge mushroom cloud bloomed wantonly in the wind, seeming to cover the entire Honshu Island.
The distant mountains and forests, and the nearby wilderness were no longer clearly visible. .
Everything was covered with a layer of white twilight, just like the morning fog that often appears in the morning at this time of year.
But all this is no longer mist, but smoke and dust in Sugihara Liufeng Castle, a tribute to the souls of countless Japanese people.
In this night, in the short period before dawn, Sugihara Liufeng Castle, this unstoppable pass, was breached.
Countless Japanese people shed their blood and lost their lives that night.
But now The murderer was still unscathed.
Standing on the street filled with corpses, her long messy hair was flying in the morning wind, and strands were raised.
After the armor was stained with blood, it looked even more ferocious, as if it had been absorbed in hell.
The endless blood and soul are like the devil's armor. , covered with mottled blood clots, and countless residual flesh and blood.
The whole person is in the middle of this street, with the corpses of Japanese people in front and behind him, and there are still surviving Japanese people cowering in the distance.
It seems that if you take a step forward, you will lose your life.
The sharp blade in his hand was inserted into the chest of a man wearing black plate armor.
Now this man was completely out of breath.
Half a minute ago, this man was still discussing with several of his colleagues how to kill Li Kuan, but he never thought that he would die in Li Kuan's hands now.
The night gradually began to withdraw from this land, and the light was about to come.
At this bloody dawn, a waning moon slanted into the western sky, hiding its own behavior.
Everyone was attracted by the man standing on the long street.
They all surrounded him with fearful expressions on their faces, or fled in panic.
No one noticed that on the city wall, a group of people wearing uniforms The people in black vine armor are moving quickly, carrying bulging skin bags on their backs, and they are constantly walking on the city wall.
They were harvesting the lives of the soldiers who had become a mess on the city wall.
When they quickly cleared a place for them to move on the four walls, they took off the heavy leather bags on their bodies, and then exposed Round things came one after another, with long leads exposed on them, and they piled up in a small pile on the ground.
"What should I do?
Sir, do you want to wait for the general's order now?"
A soldier asked a stout man next to him.
"Why haven't you seen so many people from the Japanese slave country running away?
Hurry up and throw these things out like you did before and remember to light them on fire."
What the two people said was not the language of the Japanese slave country, but the Han language of the Tang Dynasty. talk.
Although it is not an authentic Guanzhong accent, it is definitely not from the Japanese slave country.
Who are these people?
They are the naval forces brought by Li Kuan this time.
These young men from all over the Tang Dynasty have only been trained for a few months.
In this short period of time, they have continued to transform, and now they are completely a group of They are qualified elite divisions.
Although they have not seen too much blood, as long as they have been baptized by the battlefield, this group of people will be a nightmare for the enemies on the battlefield.
Their physical fitness and military literacy are definitely better than this one.
All the super elites of the era were far away from the Eight Streets.
"Well, that's it.
But where is the general?"
the soldier asked confusedly.
"Damn, you can't even see that conspicuous person right there."
The stout man known as "Sir" stretched out his finger and pointed towards the bloody figure who was surrounded by a group of people, but no one dared to take a step forward.
"The general is so cool."
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Along with the training, some unintelligible words slipped out from Li Kuan and gradually spread among the army.
"That's the skill of the general.
None of us know that even if there are thousands of troops, as long as the general is willing, he can come and go freely.
There is no problem in killing seven in and seven out.
No wonder Zhao Zilong Changbanpo can It seems that when a person's force reaches a certain level, it is as if there is nothing in and out of Cao's army. , Ordinary troops are definitely not the envy of their opponents."
The soldiers stared at the figure standing on a mountain of corpses with blazing eyes, their eyes full of fanatical admiration.
From the very beginning, they were taken to Crescent Island for training.
That kind of The mentality of being filled with complaints and even extreme fear has now completely changed.
At this time, even if you use a stick to drive them away, you can't drive them away, because no matter in which era, a strong person can attract a large number of people to die for him.
"Stop talking, start taking action and raze this city to the ground."
The thick man picked up a black ball from the ground, then took out the fire stick from his arms, blew it gently, ignited the flame, and then ignited the fire.
The fuse on the black iron ball was placed on the fire and ignited, and then he shook his hand suddenly.
Suddenly, a black iron ball was thrown far away in the air, with strong force towards a group of people dozens of feet away.
The Japanese slaves smashed it down.
Under the cover of thick smoke and dust, this black lump fell into the crowd without being noticed by anyone.
"Boom" a ball of flames exploded violently, and then the people around the center of the explosion were immediately thrown away.
Several people in the center had their bodies torn apart by the explosion, and then their limbs and arms flew away.
It rose several feet high, and then fell heavily, hitting the ground among the blood.
"This thing is really powerful."
The soldiers were also stunned.
Although they had practiced using this kind of weapon on Crescent Island in the past, it was just an iron lump, and the power of the explosion was far less than what it is now.
I know that if these people use this iron lump to attack, they will all try their best to pretend, because relying on this thing to attack the city will definitely kill people, so bring more.
Now that I think of the general's expression at that time, it suddenly dawns on me that this thing is so powerful: