At dawn, Mt. Ontake lies in a state of tranquility, and the distant sky is white and gray as a curtain, enveloping the small village of Pangkei, where the morning breeze passes, and the sleeping villagers are having their last sweet dreams before waking up.

Wearing a pitch-black five-kiat, wearing a buffalo ribbed helmet, riding a tall horse, leading more than 40 wild ambushes, lined up at the entrance of the village, more than 80 eyes like treating prey, staring at this helpless mountain village.

More than 40 people, divided into three teams before and after, Ma Xiling, people are ......

They wanted to quietly enter the village and scream, but they didn't want to lose the best opportunity to sneak attack because of a person's unexpected move.

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Yamaguchi had diarrhea for the past two days, and before dawn, he reluctantly crawled out of the bed and ran outside the door to solve it on the spot. After a crackling and stormy rain, he felt comfortable, his hazy eyes slowly opened, and he vaguely saw a group of people, raising their legs high, gently falling down, and were marching forward.

"Who went to work so early?" Yamaguchi didn't care, thinking that the villagers got up early to harvest the rice.

However, this group of people slowly surrounded him, making Yamaguchi very depressed, and scolded in his heart: What is so good about Lao Tzu's! Suddenly, he found that the guy he was holding was slender and long, dangling in vain, not like a farm tool.

It's a knife and a gun, and the wild ambush is coming! Yamaguchi scurried up, didn't bother to lift his pants, turned and ran into the house. This time, he finally changed his slow half-beat and moved extremely fast.

"Daddy, Daddy, Wild Fu is here!" Yamaguchi tore his throat as he ran.

"Get down!" Yamaguchi saw his father appear at the door, yelled at him, and subconsciously quickly threw himself to the ground with a "", which was quite skillful.

With a "whoosh", Yamaguchi felt the sound of the wind flashing overhead, and when he raised his eyes, a feather arrow was deeply nailed into his father's throat, and blood suddenly splattered, and a huge body fell to the ground in front of his eyes......

"Dangdang Dang ......" a stick sounded, piercing the quiet dawn and waking up the sleeping villagers.

Long Shaocong had been learning swordsmanship with his master last night, and slept in the old man's house by the way, and was awakened by the noise at the moment, confused for a while, and didn't know what was going on.

"You stay here and protect the old man Aizawa and Meizi, I'll go out and have a look." After Miyamoto finished speaking, he went out.

At this time, hearing the sound of a stick, Ye Fu knew that it had been exposed, so he simply rampaged, and cut down when he saw someone, and for a while blood splashed everywhere, shouting to kill the sky, and the quiet and peaceful dawn was completely shattered.

With the sound of "whooshing ......", several rockets shot into the roof, and the rows of grass-roofed houses instantly burst into flames......

Old man Aizawa shouted in the back room, "Books, my books ......"

When Long Shaocong heard this, he hurriedly ran into the study, found a wooden box at random, and didn't care about it, so he threw the books into the wooden box cracklingly.

Two people set up a bookcase, supported the old man Aizawa, and hurried out of the house, only to see that the fire outside was already in the sky, the smoke was billowing out, and people were running in all directions, shouting and shouting......

Nearby, Miyamoto was surrounded by seven or eight people, and the swords and spears were pointed at his vital places, eager to try, as if they were about to tear him to pieces in an instant.

Long Shaocong saw that the master was not afraid, but held the knife steadily in his right hand, the sword was downward, and his left hand slowly pulled out another short knife from his waist, holding it in front of his chest, his eyes were like electricity, his face was peaceful, and he did not have the current appearance of a great enemy.

In the face of a strong enemy who was several times stronger than himself, Miyamoto Wuji was not in a hurry to attack, but followed the rhythm of the opponent in place, slowly rotated, and the footwork under his feet was light and orderly, not messy, and there was no intention of attacking first.

Long Shaocong was worried about his master, when he suddenly heard a loud roar, and a young warrior in gray shouted loudly, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed at the master.

I saw that Miyamoto Muji was still standing in place, his left hand knife blocked upward, and his right hand stabbed quickly, and with a "poof" sound, blood splashed, and the long sword went straight into the young samurai's lower abdomen. "Plop", the one didn't even scream, didn't hum, leaned over and fell......

The samurai in the back looked at it, and raised his spear and stabbed Miyamoto in the back. Long Shaocong just wanted to remind the master to be careful, but in the blink of an eye, Miyamoto Wuji's body turned to the left, the spear was close to his back, and he stabbed in the air, and at the same time, he saw the master's left-handed knife leaning back, "poof", and pierced into the opponent's chest......

During the whole process, Miyamoto didn't look back, but the turn and backstab were completely just right. In Long Shaocong's view, if you turn a little slower or faster, you will not be stabbed, and you will give the other party time to react, thus losing the opportunity.

Immediately afterwards, two more people rushed to attack at the same time, Miyamoto Muji's two knives blossomed left and right, "poof, poof" twice, the left-handed knife cut the opponent's throat, and the right-handed knife was inserted into the other person's ribs......

In the flash of light, four people had already been killed on the spot, and the rest of the people couldn't help but shudder, tried a few times, and did not dare to continue the attack. At this time, Miyamoto was unique, and his robe was already stained with blood, and the blood was dripping down the sharp sword, and every drop seemed to drip into the opponent's heart, which made people shudder......

Long Shaocong found that every blow of Miyamoto Wuji is the last to come, in the enemy out of the knife, but the move has not been exhausted, when the door is wide open, he sees the opportunity to fight back, the move is fast, accurate, more ruthless, and each knife hits the vital point, the knife kills, there is no false shot, after a blow, the message quickly retreats, and resumes the nature of the wolf, waiting for the enemy's next flaw, it can really be described as quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit.

Seeing that the master changed his usual modest and calm demeanor, and turned into a blood-drinking killer in an instant, Long Shaocong couldn't help but think of the sentence: The most flexible heart will experience the strongest physique and will.

At this time, a samurai with full armor and riding a tall horse stepped forward and waved his sword: "What are you doing in a daze, go together, don't live, kill him to avenge my brother!" ”

Suddenly, five or six more people rushed up and attacked Miyamoto Muji with a knife.

Long Shaocong saw that the master's face was fearless, and he quickly moved his feet, blocking left and right with his double knives, picking up and down thorns, like butterflies piercing flowers, shuttling back and forth in the crowd. Where the knife started, blood splattered, and people passed by, wailing for a long time.

On the other side, people kept falling, and those whose throats were cut fell on their backs, and blood gushed like a spring; Those who were cut in the abdomen covered the wound with their hands and had convulsions all over; There are also those whose arms are cut short, their legs are chopped off, and they roll back and forth on the ground in pain, wailing constantly......

The enemy did not slow down the attack because of the dead and wounded, but continued to rush forward at the urging of the leader. I saw that Miyamoto Muji suddenly stretched out his hand and strangled a samurai who rushed to the front, and the blade was on his throat. When the people around saw that their companions were restrained, they hurriedly surrounded them.

Seeing this, Miyamoto jumped into the air, and with the help of the power of the samurai in his arms, his body was in the air, and his feet kicked out in a row, just like the shadowless feet of Foshan, and instantly kicked the people who surrounded him from all directions to the ground one by one.

As soon as his feet fell, he saw that the knife in his left hand swung hard, and with a "bang", he cut the throat of the warrior in his arms. This person was carried by a strong inertia, and his body was flipped diagonally into the air, and the blood in his throat was like a pillar, spraying straight into the sky......

On the other hand, Miyamoto is unique, his expression is resolute, the long knife is pointing to the sky, and the red blood is rolling down from the blade, emitting a penetrating red light under the oblique light of the morning light......

Not only the samurai besieging him, but even Hiroshi Tsukino couldn't help but feel fear, and secretly thought: Is this a human or a demon?

In Long Shaocong's eyes, seeing that the master was so brave, he had already worshiped him like a god, and he admired the five bodies to the ground, and he couldn't help but forget the killing around him, and he was stunned......

"Long Shaocong, don't bring the old man and Meizi with you, leave the ...... quickly"

With a word, the master suddenly woke up Long Shaocong, hurriedly pulled the old man Aizawa and Meizi, and ran towards the entrance of the village......

At this time, the entire Panxi Village was like a hell on earth, and life, houses, and belongings were instantly wiped out on this morning.

The kind-hearted villagers, frightened like headless flies, ran around, but no matter what, they could not escape from the "sky net" woven by these demons. Blood is constantly splashing, the body is constantly falling, and life is constantly wailing......

Some of them take pleasure in killing people, whether they are men, old or young, they cut down their faces: some regard wealth as their fate, and they take every house of value away, and then burn all the empty houses with a fire; Some of them have a big animal nature, as long as they see a woman, regardless of their appearance, old or young, they will be forcibly insulted, or put on horseback and leave......

Long Shaocong and the three of them, ran left and right, and each time they were forced to retreat back by the wild ambush with red eyes and bloody knife tips, killing everywhere, blood everywhere, death everywhere, only the way to survive has been fiercely blocked......

Just when Long Shaocong was panicking, one hand was grabbed fiercely. Long Shaocong was startled, and subconsciously, he turned around with unorganized punches and kicks. The man hugged Long Shaocong fiercely and shouted: "Wake up, wake up, I'm Ji Maru!" ”

Long Shaocong saw that it was Ji Maru, and his panicked expression gradually calmed down. Yoshimaru handed him a crude bamboo spear and said loudly, "Take it, listen to my father's command, and drive these wild ambushes out......"

At this time, Ryo Aihara was on a high ground, shouting loudly for people not to panic, and some of the ground attendants had already picked up bamboo guns, wooden sticks and other weapons and began to resist, but due to the poor quality of the peasant soldiers themselves, coupled with the sudden attack, they were all fighting on their own, and it was difficult to stop an effective counterattack......

Yoshimaru said to Meizi again: "Quick, hurry up and hide with Grandpa Aizawa, Long Shaocong, follow me over ......" After speaking, he ran away to his father Ryo Aihara.

Long Shaocong stood in place and did not move, the murderous scene, the tragic howl, made him look dazed, in the memory of later generations, he had never seen such a barbaric and bloody scene, and the killing that could only be seen on the screen had really happened in front of him.

He didn't see where Meizi was hiding with the old man Aizawa, nor did he catch up with Yoshimaru, but with a sluggish face, he walked slowly, the sound of horses' hooves, shouts, and the maniacal laughter of demons killing people around him kept piercing the sky, coming from all sides, but Long Shaocong didn't seem to hear anything, holding a bamboo gun in his hand, moving forward mechanically, and even forgetting what he was doing......

"Brother, save me, save me......" A little boy's cry for help and a "clang" sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the front.

Long Shaocong woke up from his daze and saw a samurai dressed in black and holding a sword, riding a fast horse, chasing and killing a child about ten years old with a cruel smile. Long Shaocong recognized that this was a child of the Cocoon family, called Zhu Hachiro, and when he saw these occasionally, he would tease a few words.

Takehachiro obviously saw Long Shaocong holding a bamboo gun in his hand, and regarded him as a hope to save his life, running desperately and shouting loudly......

Long Shaocong subconsciously wanted to rush over immediately and save this weak child, but his feet trembled uncontrollably, he couldn't take a step, his hands holding the bamboo gun also trembled violently, his eyes were full of fear, and his facial muscles and lips trembled. He stood there all the time, unmoved......

In an instant, the black-clothed samurai prancing horse leaned over and slashed suddenly, and Takehachiro fell into a pool of blood with an "ah" sound......

Long Shaocong saw that before he died, Zhu Hachiro's hand was still stretched forward, and shouted at him in a weak voice: "Brother, save ...... Save me....... It was not until at last that his eyes turned from hope to darkness and then to complete loss of luster that his head slowly lowered......

At this time, Long Shaocong felt that his heart was like being cut by a knife, and the pain entered his heart. He looked at the samurai on his horse with a contemptuous smile on his face, and suddenly his chest was full of anger, and he roared loudly, and rushed desperately towards the other party......

The black-clothed warrior saw a tall young man holding a bamboo spear and coming straight towards him, smiled coldly, urged his crotch mount, and headed straight for Long Shaocong.

Long Shaocong saw the fierce eyes of the black-clothed warrior, the galloping war horse, and the bloodthirsty sword, and the little courage he had just mustered up because of anger instantly turned into nothing, and he hid timidly to the side, and was led by the galloping war horse, and fell on his back......

Seeing that the other party was so vulnerable, the black-clothed warrior couldn't help but smile, turned the horse's head, and wanted to make another impact, resulting in Long Shaocong's life.

At this moment, a man suddenly appeared, slammed him into a servant, threw him from his horse to the ground, and fell into a daze......

Long Shaocong raised his eyes and saw that it was a strong pill!

I saw that the powerful pill pressed on the black-clothed warrior, raised the sword in his hand, and with a "poof" sound, blood splattered......