Chapter 1117: A Wrong War II
Tokugawa Kayasu quietly looked at the people in front of Beichen. The corners of his mouth raised, and he hooked up a cold arc: "I made an appointment to attack at two o'clock, and I will arrive at half past one." It seems that the other party has the same mind as us. ”
"Order, Chunlei attacks with all his might, Xia Hua pays attention to finding the whereabouts of the gun spectrum and gold, and must not let them fall into the hands of the Jingyi family!"
"Yes!" The three hundred core samurai of the Tokugawa family, who had been on standby for a long time, were divided into two groups and silently slaughtered the inch-gun station in front of them.
Beichen Qianbei stood on the opposite side of the long street, his cold gaze seemed to pierce the shackles of darkness, and coldly swept around Tokugawa Jiayasu's face, and then coldly waved his hand: "Up!" ”
Two hundred Beichen elites, dressed in uniform white attire and holding long knives, rushed up like tigers descending from the mountain.
More than a dozen disciples with guns had already discovered that something was wrong, and they asked one of their companions to go inside to report the news, while the rest of the people, holding spears, stood at the door with some trepidation.
Although he was afraid, he did not dodge.
Because their suzerain has already given a death order, they must not take a step back!
"Kill!" More than a dozen people, because they couldn't stand the increasing pressure, burst out in unison and took the initiative to rush out. Among them, most of them greeted the samurai of the Tokugawa family, and only three of them were killed towards the disciples of the Beichen Sword. Apparently, they have lost their proportions.
How could the core warriors of the two major sects be low-grade by these dozen or so people? Just a face, these dozen disciples with a stream of guns were killed.
Blood, rendered in the night.
The samurai of the two families took advantage of the situation and killed the core station of the inch spear flow.
Beichen Qianbei, escorted by several close disciples, slowly but firmly walked towards the inch spear. Tokugawa Kayasu over there also came over.
The two men were no more than five meters apart, and they glanced at each other, then turned their gaze to the night ahead. Tokugawa Jiajing said lightly: "Kikumen Tsunade seems to have been prepared for a long time!" ”
What an arrogant person is Beichen Senbei? This time, he is basically an opportunity to make meritorious contributions and prove his worth, and he has poured Beichen's elite into the nest, which is already desperate.
If he obtains the gun spectrum of Jumen Gang and obtains the gold, then his position in the Jingyi family will naturally go one step further. Otherwise, he will plummet, and even his future will be in jeopardy.
Therefore, at this time, he smiled coldly and said lightly: "It's just a mantis arm as a car, and I will humiliate myself!" If you are afraid, you will sweep the battle for me in the back, and I am willing to take the head of his Jumengang! ”
"Hokshin-kun, are you insulting the samurai of my Tokugawa family? Only your people will run, and the people I brought with Tokugawa Jiajing will only move forward, even if it is a sea of swords and fires, they will never retreat! Your purpose, I also understand, inch gun flow, which of us grabbed whom. But before that, let's join forces to extinguish the inch-gun flow first! Tokugawa Kayasu said in a deep voice.
"Good!" Beichen Qianbei's brows furrowed slightly, and suddenly his body accelerated and rushed forward. Tokugawa Kayasu over there also sped up, because they heard the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air!
When the two of them swept to the front, they saw the samurai who were attacking in front of them, and more than a dozen people were shot down by a burst of sharp arrows!
"Yaga! Jumengang's subordinates are actually equipped with hard bows? When Tokugawa Jiajing saw it, he couldn't help but shout angrily: "The spring thunder is angry, and not a single inch of grass grows!" ”
The samurai of the Chunlei group shouted and immediately rushed forward. The person in front took out a small round shield behind him, which was only the size of a pot, but it was extremely sharp around it. They were protected in front of them, and the samurai behind them quickly advanced and raised their hands to fly one by one towards the kunai.
The archers, who were shooting arrows, couldn't dodge for a while, and many of them were shot and fell to the ground with a grunt.
The Spring Thunder Samurai in front of them was holding a round shield and burst into their side, slashing and slashing. The archers who were shooting in the sky were suddenly cut down. The rest of the people fled.
The station of the gun flow is a large courtyard that occupies almost the entire west of the city. There were five or six rows of houses, connected to each other. broke through the gate, and immediately ushered in a martial arts arena the size of two basketball courts.
Then, Tokugawa Jiajing and Beichen Senbei saw the little brother standing neatly on the opposite side of the martial arts arena! There were more than 300 people on the other side, all of whom wore black samurai uniforms, and were armed with spears or twin guns.
In the midst of them, stood a low man. If it is said that the Japanese are the pocket among the people of the world, then this person is the short cripple among the Japanese people.
Ordinary Japanese people are still about 1.56 meters tall, but he is only 1.2 meters at most. This person held a large gun of 1.8 meters in his hand, and stood with the gun in his hand. It looks so nondescript, which is also the main reason why, even though he is already a sixth-level warrior, no family is willing to recruit him.
Kikumona is too short.
However, now this dwarf, facing more than 500 family elites and more than 200 stragglers who seem to be martial arts masters from all over the world, has no fear.
"Beichen Qianbei, Tokugawa Jiayasu, you attacked me for no reason, killed my disciples, didn't you deceive me and no one?" Although the people of Jumen Gang are not big, the voice is really not small.
Tokugawa Jiajing glanced at him coldly, the disciples of the inch gun flow, the total number of disciples is only about four hundred, and it seems that they are all here: "Jumen Gang, you are indeed no one in the inch gun flow." Because tonight, Beichenjun and I are going to remove the guns! If you know each other, hand over the gun spectrum and those things outside your body, and I can consider letting you live! ”
When Beichen Qianbei heard this, he almost kicked this guy out of breath, fuck, are you talking with your ass? Aren't you forcing the guys on the other side to play with us!
He didn't want his disciples to suffer too heavy casualties, so he hurriedly exhaled and said: "Everyone in the inch of guns is listening, Kikumen Tsunade is bent on going his own way, attacking and killing the important members of the Yamaguchi Group and the Sakura Group, and now Tokugawa-kun and I are ordered to come, just to investigate the fault of Kikumen Tsunade alone!" As long as you lay down your arms, I can promise you will not be blamed! ”
"I, we're willing to lay down our arms!" There were more than a dozen junior brothers, who quickly broke away from the brigade and ran in their direction.
"You, traitors!" Jumen Gang shouted coldly, but did not move.
And the little brothers who were clamoring for surrender stopped when they were still thirty or forty meters away. A little timid looking this way. Beichen Qianbei hesitated a little when he saw this, how could Jumen Gang see that some of his subordinates surrendered, but they didn't react at all?
He wanted his men to rush straight over, but if these people really wanted to surrender, then he wouldn't have broken his promise.
Tokugawa Jiajing was very dissatisfied with Beichen Qianbei's attitude just now, and at this time, it was naturally a joke, and he said softly: "Beichen-kun, I'm just afraid that things are cheating." Let's just kill it! ”
Beichen Qianbei raised his eyebrows and said sharply: "Beichen Xiaoichiro, you take ten people over and confiscate all their weapons, be careful of their cheating!" ”
A white-clothed samurai next to Beichen Qianbei suddenly took a few steps forward, and slowly walked over with ten people.
Those people took the initiative to put down their guns, which made Beichen Koichiro feel a lot more relaxed. At this time, the distance between the two sides was only five or six meters, and he waved his hand lightly, signaling his men to disperse and go and bring their spears.
At this time, those disciples who were in the flow of guns suddenly moved.
"Be careful!" Beichen Qianbing Wei shouted loudly, but it was already too late.
These samurai, who were armed with a lot of guns, suddenly took out a piece of military hard crossbow from behind them, which was the kind of hard crossbow that could shoot three long arrows at once. At this time, more than a dozen people, nearly fifty or sixty long arrows, suddenly completely covered the space of more than ten meters near Beichen Koichiro!
Beichen Koichiro roared, and the long knife in his hand flew up and down, firing all the crossbow arrows that were shot at him. However, the rest of the people were not so lucky.
The crossbow arrows hit the body, and these guys who couldn't dodge were shot one after another.
Kitashin Koichiro was also shot in the shoulder, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the disciples who had surrendered bent down and picked up the spears on the ground. Then, with a slight turn, the spear split into two short spears. These guys shook their arms. The spear breaks through the air.
Beichen Koichiro dodged a few times, but after all, he was a little slower, and was pierced into his body by several spears, shooting like a hedgehog.
A little brother who took the lead shouted provocatively: "Beichen is nothing more than that!" Return! ”
As soon as the little brother who succeeded in the sneak attack, he roared, turned around and ran back.
Beichen Qianbing was angry, and his body was about to tremble. He suddenly pulled out the long knife behind him, and then slashed forward: "Kill them all, not a single one will be left!" ”
"Kill!" The two hundred elite disciples of Beichen immediately roared in unison and slaughtered forward. Seeing this, Tokugawa Jiajing also showed a hint of excitement, and waited for Beichen's first-class disciple to rush forward more than a dozen steps before waving his hand. He didn't want his men to be the vanguard.
Beichen Qianbei, who was running, suddenly noticed that something was wrong. He stomped hard with both feet, and his body suddenly rushed forward, then turned around and raised his hand: "There is a trap......
If it were during the day, with his strict control over his subordinates, he might have been able to get them to enforce the ban. But at this time, it was night, and many younger brothers didn't see his movements clearly.
The little brother in front stopped, but the person behind suddenly bumped into him!
"Boom!" The dust was flying, and more than a dozen disciples of Beichen fell like that.
"Damn, there's a trap!" Han Yu groaned as if he had a toothache, and said with a smile: "That old boy from Jumengang is really prepared!" ”
Lying on the roof of the first floor not far away, he was holding a sniper rifle, observing the situation of the martial arts arena through the sniper scope.
As for the owners of those two sniper rifles, they have long since turned into two corpses.
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