Chapter 280: The Way of the Samurai

Qin Qiong had a tiger head Zhan golden gun in his hand, and the five thousand people immediately stopped, not caring about being out of breath, since this is the case, let's have a big battle!

Qin Qiong's tiger head Zhan golden spear waved, bringing a gust of wind, killing the past, Qin Qiong's eyes swept over Miyamoto Musashi at this moment, some cold, and some ridicule, in this way, Miyamoto Musashi ...... Furious.

But at this moment, he really can't fight with Qin Qiong again, Fang Cai's injury is indeed not light, Miyamoto Musashi roared coldly: "Killing Gigi," the 30,000 army is like a tide to cover Qin Qiong's 5,000 troops, and if you are beaten, you will be wiped out.

Qin Qiong was not afraid at all, the tiger head Zhan golden gun swept away, and immediately swept away several Japanese soldiers, Qin Qiong's back of five thousand fierce tigers descended from the mountain, fighting frantically, could it be that our soldiers of a hundred battles would still be afraid of you little devils, just fight!

The two armies fought, a piece of blood flew, which made people feel unusually frightened, this was the battle, the brutal battle.

Qin Qiong looked back, a big banner of Luo characters was flying, Qin Qiong looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "Miyamoto Musashi, today is the time when you will be buried!" My big man is a man, I want you to know what a real man is! ”

Qin Qiong raised a tiger-headed golden gun, his eyes swept over Miyamoto Musashi coldly, and shouted: "Miyamoto Musashi, give General Ben's life!" "Qin Qiong's crotch is flying through the keel, and the head of the general is taken among the ten thousand troops, drink! But that's it.

If it were in normal times, maybe Miyamoto Musashi would really be able to fight Qin Qiong, but now Miyamoto Musashi's body is indeed the weakest moment, and if he really fights, I'm afraid he will be invincible!

But at this moment, Miyamoto Musashi has no choice, the double swords in his hands have already been provoked, okay, since this is the case, then a big battle, no matter what the result is, my Miyamoto Musashi at least has a vigorous battle, and it is also to let you know that I, Miyamoto Musashi, am definitely not afraid of death......

Miyamoto Musashi looked at the galloping Luo Cheng army, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he was muttering to himself: You should be for the sake of the big plan, you won't care about us people! In that case, let me have one last fight!

Miyamoto Musashi already has a determination to die in his heart at this moment, fight, fight, Miyamoto Musashi is not a real soldier, but he is a complete samurai, a samurai can die, but he must not be humiliated!

With the waving of the twin knives in his hands, Miyamoto Musashi looked up to the sky and roared, "Kill me!" Fight to the death with the enemy, desperate for the glory of the Japanese Empire! Fight! Warriors, fight! ”

The fighting spirit of the 30,000 soldiers behind him was also wildly ignited by Miyamoto Musashi, okay, then fight! It's just death, for the sake of the Japanese Empire, for the future of their families, they can sacrifice anything, they can do whatever it takes, that is, fighting!

The swords and guns in his hands were waved again, and the willpower that was terrified because of the smoke and dust of Luo Cheng's army was established again, and in such a battle, I am afraid that it is really evenly matched, and it may not be defeated!

Miyamoto Musashi took the lead and killed Qin Qiong, Qin Qiong also swept away the enemy army next to him, and the two fought to the death!

Miyamoto Musashi stepped forward quickly, swept hard, Qin Qiong's arm suddenly skyrocketed, and hit Miyamoto Musashi. Both of them were shocked by the tremendous power of this moment, but it was obvious that Miyamoto Musashi was already at the end of the crossbow, and no miracle could happen.

Miyamoto Musashi is completely a move of exchanging his life for his life, even if he wants to die here, he will not let go of this Qin Qiong, and he will die together! Qin Qiong didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all, he didn't know when Miyamoto Musashi would break out, he could only attack and defend now.

Neither of them paid attention to the enemy forces next to them, and the others did not bother to disturb their fighting. In this way, the tiger head Zhan golden spear in Qin Qiong's hand roared angrily, and Qin Qiong's arm burst out with powerful power, stabbing towards Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi has two knives in his hand, this powerful shot, he can't rely on his own strength to resist, he is really weak now. Therefore, Miyamoto Musashi's body turned, and he had already unloaded this terrible power to the ground.

Miyamoto Musashi panted and looked at Qin Qiong, who was also sweating in front of him, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "If you and I are not enemies, maybe we can become close friends!" Hahaha. ”

Qin Qiong understood in her heart, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, it is true, but ...... Now you and I have no choice but to fight to the death, and there is no other way. ”

Miyamoto Musashi was silent, dancing with two knives in his hands, since this is the case, there is no other way to solve it, only to be able to really fight, even if it is death, he will definitely not regret it.

Qin Qiong looked at Miyamoto Musashi cautiously, and suddenly, a knife in Miyamoto Musashi's hand slashed towards Qin Qiong, Qin Qiong hurriedly dodged, and the tiger head Zhan golden spear in his hand stabbed out.

It was at this moment that Miyamoto Musashi's other knife was already towards Qin Qiong, and in the face of such a situation, there was no way to retreat, no way to stop.

Qin Qiong was in danger, Qin Qiong's tiger head Zhan golden gun was thrown out directly, his body was tilted, and his left arm was already filled with blood, but at this moment, Qin Qiong's tiger head Zhan golden gun had already pierced Miyamoto Musashi's chest, and blood came out......

Miyamoto Musashi used his last strength to look up to the sky and laughed: "Sure enough, you are slightly better, hahaha......"

Qin Qiong watched Miyamoto Musashi's laughter slowly stop, and finally disappeared completely, without paying attention to the wound on his arm......

In this way, Miyamoto Musashi died, but he did not fall, the knife in his hand was propped up on the ground, so that he could not stand, and the BMW under his crotch also felt something, motionless, quietly, so quietly.

Luo Cheng and the others watched from a distance, but they didn't intervene, this is a battle between men, and it is indeed inappropriate for them to intervene.

Luo Cheng gave an order, and the 30,000 army was immediately divided into several parts by Luo Cheng's army, surrounded, and killed, and no one surrendered, they were indeed like Miyamoto Musashi, why were they afraid of death.

Qin Qiong and the others were also taken aback by the strange spirit of bushido in Japan, which indeed seemed a little terrifying, they were able to be so desperate, what were they for.

There was one last person, surrounded by several people, only to hear him screaming to the sky, and then without hesitation, the three knives and six holes, the soul returned to Jiuquan.

But no one knew that what the Japanese soldier was shouting was: Long live the Great Japanese Empire!

Qin Qiong and the others looked at the corpses everywhere, among which 30,000 belonged to the Japanese, and more than 10,000 people, they were the descendants of Yan and Huang, but they were going to bury their bones in the end.

Qin Qiong and the others knew that their descendants of Yan and Huang could also do anything for their family and country, how could they be afraid of this seemingly ignorant bushido spirit! The dead were gone, and Luo Cheng commanded the soldiers: "Clean up the battlefield!" ”

Qin Qiong hastily bandaged his arm. However, Luo Cheng and the others did not continue to go deeper, but retreated to Yamatai......

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