"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Between chatter heard, the sword was swung out of the way, and five or six spears were stabbed away.
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The new army has developed a set of tactics specifically used to deal with opponents with high martial arts skills.
Although the Japanese generals he faced had not learned the martial arts from the Central Plains system, their combat effectiveness far exceeded that of the so-called first-class masters in the world.
He is also practicing the number of kills in the military formation, and ordinary Jianghu people will basically not be able to get past the third level against him.
But in front of the new army's formation, with more than thirty people under one banner, he was firmly nailed to death on the battlefield and unable to move.
The Ghost Punishment Department, which once begged for more than 20 heads, did not cause any effective damage to the enemy in this kind of fighting, but its own body was covered with scars.
Zong Zhixin's war horse had fallen to the ground, and there were not many guards left around him.
His black armor was damaged in many places, and his body was injured in several places.
The Ming army used a siege method to divide and kill these guards one by one.
He saw that they were alone.
This Tsushima warrior is very skilled in martial arts.
The Jumonji Spear in his hand dances like a windmill, impermeable to wind and rain.
This kind of spear dance consumes too much physical energy, especially now that he is getting closer and closer to the limit. close.
But even so, he did not dare to slack off at all, and still danced with his spear with all his strength.
The Ming army's offensive forces around him were continuous.
As long as he was negligent, he would be injured.
From the battle till now, he had suffered enough injuries.
Due to the force, the wounds were pulled, and blood continued to flow from the wounds.
No matter how brave a person is, there is only so much blood on his body.
The blood flow became fiercer, the strength of the hands and feet became weaker and weaker, the vision gradually became blurry, and it became more and more difficult to rush out.
It's not that he didn't think about breaking out, but the Ming army was determined to keep him, and even mobilized seventy or eighty people to surround him and kill him.
In addition to the men and horses of this banner, there is also a fully organized banner, ready to come and take over at any time.
There were several hook locks embedded in his lower abdomen and legs.
Under the pull of his divine power, the officers and soldiers holding the hook locks were led towards him.
However, before he could behead him, comrades stepped forward to help him.
Down his attack.
The hook-locking ropes were cut off, but the iron hooks were deeply embedded in the flesh and would cause bleeding if applied force.
"Is my martial arts destiny coming to an end?"
Zong Zhixin, who originally thought that this was just a routine battle, felt for the first time that a hero was at his end.
When he stayed, it was not because he had the consciousness to die for the pirates, but because he wanted to rely on the bravery of his men to resist for a while and then break through based on practical considerations.
It's not too difficult to go from the previous battle to this point.
Even if you can't win, you can still escape.
In fact, if no one is left behind, everyone wants to run away, and the officers and soldiers calmly reap the rewards from behind, then that is seeking death.
But this time his opponent is no longer Taiyong, but one division after another of the New Army.
Their strength is almost twice his, and there is also a huge gap in combat effectiveness.
Almost immediately after the battle, his troops collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This failure has little to do with command.
Objectively speaking, his command level is a level higher than that of Li Zongyun, but this level does not affect the direction of the war.
There is no room for trickery in a battle formation of this size.
Everyone is exchanging punches for palms.
The ultimate test is the combat power of the troops.
As soon as Zong Zhixin's team came into contact with the Ming army's team, they collapsed like hot soup and snow.
They didn't even have time to clean up the team, and the second team was defeated again.
This kind of difference in troops and the gap in military strength, even if Zong Zhixin is the reincarnation of Sun Wu, there is nothing he can do to save it.
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As the Ming army surrounded him layer by layer, he gradually ran out of energy and energy.
Suddenly, there was an abnormal pause in the intensive attack.
He also seized this time and poked his spear on the ground, holding the gun barrel tightly.
Breathing heavily.
In front of him, two young men stood at some point.
One of them was dressed in bright yellow and seemed to be the imperial envoy.
Next to him was a handsome man in his early twenties, dressed in white like snow. , not a single drop of blood on his body.
The two people didn't know what they were going to do.
After a few glances, the handsome young man suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed the tip of the sword at Zong Zhixin's face.
"Japanese, you are a very good general.
I will give you two choices, either put down your weapons and surrender, or we can fight one by one."
Listening to the voice, it turned out to be a woman.
The imperial envoy was indeed a bastard.
Not only did he lead a woman into battle, he also asked her to challenge a noble warrior.
Zong Zhixin felt furious in his heart.
It was the honor of a samurai to fight with a knight using this kind of fighting method from the Genpei era.
What qualifications does a woman have to fight alone with herself?
However, he has no choice now.
Since the opponent calls for formation, he has no choice but to fight.
Before you die, beg this woman first, and if you have the chance, beg the imperial envoy.
He took off his iron mask and threw it far away.
Although his arms were sore and his eyes were dizzy and his heart was pounding, as a martial artist, the foundation of many years of martial arts training was still there, so he could still fight in a life-or-death situation.
The Jumonji Gun was thrown away casually, and the sword named Meimon Kanze Masamune was slowly unsheathed.
Even though he was facing a woman, Zong Zhixin did not have any emotions such as carelessness or contempt.
As a swordsman of the Katori Shinto-ryu Kaden-level swordsman, he has killed countless masters with his sword.
Even the so-called martial arts masters of the Ming Dynasty or the heroes of the world, he has killed countless heroes.
This woman may be the so-called heroine in the Ming Dynasty, but could it be that the heroine herself killed fewer people?
Although according to the rules, a knight must state his name, official position and other titles before attacking, and even when killing an enemy, he must state who he has begged for.
But now that the person he wanted to kill was a woman, there was no need to go to so much trouble.
He just raised the sword high and assumed the posture of Yagami no Tachi.
The woman on the opposite side acted like an immortal guiding the way, looking at her nose and mouth, but she also had strict rules.
Since the woman was not attacking, she seemed to be planning to make the first move.
The battlefield is not a dojo, and rules such as courtesy do not apply here.
With a loud shout, the sword in Zong Zhixin's hand slashed down with an indomitable force.
Its power was like lightning, making it impossible to avoid.
Some of the people watching the formation couldn't help but scream, but then everyone's screams turned into exclamations.
In front of the formation, a ball of white light exploded.
Leng Feishuang followed the sword and rolled toward Zong Zhixin like a ball of light.
Everyone was dazzled by the light of the two sharp blades.
Even from each other's movements, they only heard a few simple clashes of weapons and a muffled sound.
Then, Leng Feishuang's sword made a beautiful sword flower and then returned it.
Sheath, Zong Zhixin's body has fallen to the ground like a mountain of gold and jade pillars
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