Zhao Dezhu took down the father and son of Shanggang with three strikes and five divisions, and the fifty military sticks came down to completely lay off the father and son who enjoyed the name of the sword saint. (viii) (i) Ω Chinese .81.

Shanggang was a little older, and he was angry by Zhao Dezhu's words, and then he died, but Shanggang Quanxin relied on his young body and strong body, and he could still gasp and glared at Zhao Dezhu after the fifty military sticks.

However, such a small move was all ignored by a thousand Liaodong iron horses, who would care about what a dead dog would feel when riding on a tall horse.

After the small episode on the mountain was resolved, the scenery under the mountain made Zhu Houzhao and others speechless.

Thousands of members of the Nuzhou Army were killed and fled in all directions, and blood flowed like a river. The position formed by the 100 people of the Kamitsuna family was finally dragged to the elite reinforcements of the Matsushita family.

The addition of a piece of Matsushita, which is only 2,000 people, is actually chasing and killing the Nuzhou army everywhere, and countless slaves of the Nuzhou army were stabbed in the back on the battlefield, and then their heads were cut off.

Zhu Hou looked at the situation under the mountain and shook his head, although he had always thought that the beast army composed of Japanese slaves in Kyushu was so cruel that people couldn't help but dig their ancestral graves to vent their anger. Where did I think that when I really saw it, it was a group of trash who would only fight with the wind and waves.

Seeing that the defeat of the Nuzhou army was like a mountain, the remaining seven or eight thousand people had already begun to retreat towards the place where Zhu Houzhao and the others were.

"General, shall we go down and help them?" The horse under Zhao Dezhu's crotch kept stepping on its hooves, obviously feeling the owner's anxiety.

Zhu Houzhao pulled down his armor and said in a deep voice: "What do you help?" We're not just spectators, we're overseers. ”

Zhao Dezhu immediately understood what Zhu Houzhao meant, raised the big knife in his hand, and cut off the head of the Japanese sword saint Shangzuna Izumi Shin with a knife, and then shouted at the thousand Liaodong iron horsemen behind him: "The whole army is on the horse, ready to supervise the battle, and drive the slaves of Nuzhou who dare to retreat back to the battlefield!" ”

The armies agreed in unison.

Zhu Houzhao took out the knife on his waist and added a sentence: "The best way to supervise the battle is to use a knife!" ”

Under the leadership of Zhao Dezhu, a team of thousands of people rushed down the hillside quickly, and danced mercilessly at the retreating slaves of the Nuzhou army, and the big sword in his hand was a sweep.

The Liaodong Iron Cavalry made such a move almost at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of retreating and fleeing Nuzhou Army Japanese slaves were beheaded by the Liaodong Iron Cavalry under the knife.

Zhao Dezhu spotted a general of the Nuzhou Army with a strange mask and headdress on his head, this kid ran fast, and shouted for the people around him to quickly protect him and retreat while escaping.

When he saw Zhao Dezhu, he also greeted loudly: "Your Excellency General, let's run away, the Panasonic army on the opposite side is too strong, we are not opponents." ”

This situation made Zhao Dezhu nameless angry, and the big knife in his hand directly crossed in a circle, and the heads of several Nuzhou people, including the general, immediately flew high and died on the spot.

Zhao Dezhu stretched out his hand and grabbed the head of the Japanese slave with a big horn on his head, and shouted at the retreating Nuzhou army: "Wait and listen carefully, but anyone who dares to retreat afar will follow in the footsteps of this person!" ”

Although most of the words are incomprehensible, these Japanese slaves still recognize the heads of the bloody forest. After the Liaodong Iron Cavalry was very fierce and killed dozens of the fastest Japanese slaves, all the Japanese slaves of the Nuzhou Army finally stopped.

Zhao Dezhu sat on a horse, the head in his hand was thrown high, and the sixty or seventy pounds of big knife in his hand flashed, and the head with horns became four petals, and the brains were sprinkled on the face of the slave who was standing in front of him, and he was extremely fierce.

"Go back, nearly 10,000 people were beaten by two or three thousand people, and they couldn't take the Panasonic family, Lao Tzu buried you alive!" Zhao Dezhu glared and roared, and the sound shook for a mile.

The Nuzhou army seemed to be a frightened flock, and immediately retreated to the battlefield under the coercion of the Liaodong Iron Cavalry.

The Liaodong Iron Cavalry wanted to straighten out the formation, and wanted to rush up to slash and kill, but was stopped by Zhao Dezhu, he looked at the battlefield and said: "We are supervising the war, what are we going to do in it?" There is dog eat dog, let's just watch the show seriously! ”

Seeing that the Nuzhou Army and the Panasonic Family's army collided together, blood splattered everywhere, Zhao Dezhu sneered: "Remember, supervising the war, we are serious." ”

Zhu Houzhao is quite emotional to supervise the battle here, then it is like there are more than a hundred Conans in front of him, piles of dead Japanese, and he doesn't need to use his brain to find clues and reason.

On the other side, Miyamoto Musashi, who had already thought that Zhu Houzhao had secured the ticket, finally crossed Lin Mang and climbed the last mountain.

At the foot of the mountain is the back gate of the Matsushita family walled city, and because it is against the cliff, there are not many guards.

According to the agreement with the Ming army, most of the elite of the Panasonic family should have rushed to the front line to support at this time. Miyamoto Musashi was quite relieved, and peeked down to see that there were not many people moving in the village.

The few are also women, children and old people, and they don't have the slightest combat power at all.

Miyamoto Musashi gestured, and the elite of the Miyamoto family, which had five hundred people behind him, quickly fell from the cliff. These hands were all that his Miyamoto family could take.

Over the years, a lot of elites have been suppressed and killed by the Matsushita family, and the people and horses of the pro-Matsushita faction in the family have been cleaned up by the hateful Miyamoto Musashi, and these two accounts have been counted by Miyamoto Musashi to the head of Matsushita Ask the boy.

Both have recently accepted the power of their families, but the hatred has been planted deep two generations ago.

At this time, Miyamoto Musashi had this God-given opportunity given by Zhu Houzhao to invade when the enemy's lair was empty, and such an opportunity almost made Miyamoto Musashi jump for joy.

Five hundred men descended silently from the bottom of the mountain in broad daylight, and the two bored guards at the bottom of the mountain were easily taken by the samurai with steel swords, who were almost hanging down to their heads.

Without waiting for the entire army Miyamoto Musashi to make a silent order, everyone dispersed. Miyamoto Musashi had already entered a house, and soon a conversation came from the room, apparently Miyamoto Musashi was asking where the head of the Matsushita family was.

Later, it was obvious that he got the location of the Panasonic family mansion, and there were two short snorts in the room, and then there was no sound.

With Miyamoto Musashi's Zhuyu in front, the five hundred rubble behind him is naturally studying hard every day. Immediately, groups of three or five people entered the houses along the road and launched a devastating assassination method.

Miyamoto Musashi himself came out of the room without stopping, followed by more than twenty master samurai of the Miyamoto family, and the group moved like a fly, heading from the shadows towards the eastern part of the walled city.

There is a tall house there, built on a dirt slope IQ, which is vulnerable to attack, and it is where the Matsushita family mansion is located!

Miyamoto Musashi hid in the shadows, looking at the tall mansion in front of him, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.

There was a man sitting in one of the tall houses of the mansion, and he knew it very well. Miyamoto Musashi turned back to the twenty masters behind him and said, "You sneak in quietly and kill the master of the Matsushita family, and the Matsushita Ask Boy will be handed over to me to deal with!" ”

A group of masked samurai agreed, and when they were leaving, Miyamoto Musashi suddenly said: "One more thing to remember, if you see that woman, protect it immediately, don't let her be hurt in the slightest!" ”