The castles of Fuso have a history of nearly 2,000 years from the end of BC to modern times, and their main purpose is to protect them from the enemy, so most of them are sturdy and practical.

Fusang Castle has gone through four stages of development, which is not only the final product of the long-term military development of Fuso, but also the witness of the military changes of Fusang from ancient times to the present, and it records the war history of Fusang from another side.

The Matsumoto family is also a prominent part of Fuso's history. He was a daimyo who ruled the side from the Warring States period, and once followed Oda Nobunaga to fight in the north and south, and made great achievements. The masters of the Matsumoto family for generations are all general-level figures, commanding thousands of armies and horses, which can be described as infinitely beautiful.

Later, during the Edo period of political affairs, it invaded the political and political realms, and no longer only involved the military, but became a major family in the military and political worlds of Fuso.

One of the ancestors built the castle at the foot of what is now Matsumoto at the height of the family's glory. To commemorate their great deeds and the status of the real family. The castle is unusually strong, capable of attacking and defending. At that time, it was also a sensation, and it was comparable to the countless ancient buildings left in history.

That ancestor of Matsumoto built a mountain castle modeled after the architectural patterns of the Warring States period.

Mountain castle, as the name suggests, is a castle built on a hill. Because of the consensus that the higher the terrain, the less likely it is to be attacked, the average mountain castle will not give up the advantage of altitude. So the castle was built directly on top of a hill. However, due to the lack of transportation, the city slowly lost its role and was only used by members of the Matsumoto family when they came to spend their holidays.

Matsumoto is standing on the roof of the castle at the moment, looking down at the scenery below the mountain in front of him, he has a kind of momentum that dominates the world, and he has a kind of heroism that looks at the mountains.

It makes sense to choose the castle, one is to use the easy to defend and difficult to attack terrain here to increase the difficulty of the enemy's attack and increase your own chances of victory. In addition, this is the foundation of the glorious achievements of his ancestors, the best embodiment of the centuries-old glory of the Matsumoto family, who will defeat those enemies who seek to defeat him, and make them fall at his feet and submit to him.

Finally, cut off their heads and sacrifice the spirits of their deceased ancestors with blood. Achieve your own brilliance. Or, he died here, following in the footsteps of his ancestors, leaving his failed body corrupted in the world, which he believed was at least what a true samurai should do. The soul will also be tolerated by the ancestors.

In fact, in his heart, there has always been a dream of surpassing his ancestors, his father had many exploits in the war of aggression against China, was a famous murderer at that time, and was known as a rare genius of the Matsumoto family in a hundred years. But the end of the war made his father regret it for the rest of his life, and finally had to die of depression in extreme loneliness.

This is also the thing that makes Matsumoto the most haunted and intolerable.

His father was so powerful and brave, but because of the incompetence of the government and the cowardice of the government, his father finally became useless as a hero, and died at home alone, and in the end he achieved nothing, and he had that skill and superior wisdom.

This had an indescribable impact on his entire life. He secretly vowed that one day, he must fulfill the unfulfilled dream of his father's ancestors, unify Fusang, and make Fusang the powerful empire before World War II.

In the end, all the countries that owed Fuso in World War II were occupied, and let them know the fate of betraying Fuso.

But his ideas are too radical to fit into the eyes of most politicians. And even many of his own people, including his son, did not approve of his political ideas. So he made a lot of enemies, and Matsumoto was very arrogant, never looked at those politicians who were not from the aristocracy, and he had already become a thorn in the side of most people.

But his power is strong, deep-rooted, and he has his own private army. It can almost be said that he is calling for wind and rain in Fusang, so no one has dared to touch him at all.

Now Matsumoto can deeply feel that in the endless darkness ahead, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him, waiting to see his good show, and he can only save his political future by fighting to the death alone.

"So, come on, Huaxia people, let me use the ancestral sword to cut off your heads." Matsumoto muttered to himself, reached out and stroked the glittering sword in his hand, his eyes looking deeply at the darkness that could never be seen in the distance.

"Lao Zhou, that's enough, let's stop here, and then we will go to the ancient castle, let's break up here." Nighthawk stopped and said kindly to Old Zhou, who was following him.

"Don't you really need me to go with you, now that a few of you are injured, your manpower and ability are obviously not as good as usual, with us joining, the odds will be much greater." Lao Zhou pointed to himself and the four bodyguards beside him.

Nighthawk smiled and said, "Old Zhou, I understand what you mean, but our brothers are used to acting on their own, and I'm afraid I'll be distracted if I bring you." After all, haven't you cooperated, you have arranged our retreat, and when you see the castle on fire, come and answer us, don't let us die lightly. Nighthawk smiled at the corner of his mouth, but it was so desolate and lonely.

Lao Zhou tightly grasped Nighthawk's hand, an emotional hand: "You must come back." Nighthawk smiled heartily at Lao Zhou and made an OK gesture. He beckoned to his brother: "Let's go." Turning around, he walked briskly forward, and soon disappeared into the darkness with his men.

"Will they succeed?" Mengfei, who was too seriously injured and couldn't go with him, stood behind Lao Zhou and asked worriedly.

"Definitely, there is no task that they can't accomplish." Turning his head, he looked at Meng Fei deeply: "Believe them, they are the best soldiers." ”

The night is still so deep! I don't know what's going on, today, the moon that has been appearing since they came to Fuso has disappeared today, is it also a cover for their surprise attack? Is the heavens so merciful, and the moonlight in a foreign country will also pay for them?

Nighthawk: They are speeding towards the castle. During the day, it took them nearly five hours to get to the Matsumoto family castle area from Tokyo.

This was once the domain of the Matsumoto family, so if you ask, someone immediately tells them the location of the castle. But they were advised not to go, and the host was very inhospitable.

Nighthawk smiled, thinking to himself that he was going to smash the field, and I am afraid that no enthusiastic host would like a guest like him.

Mengfei was injured, and Nighthawk ignored his death and forcibly ordered him to stay by Lao Zhou's side. At this moment, the six of them, holding the weapons that the magpie had found from Shimada, were walking quickly down the country road.

"How far is it?" Nighthawk asked the Yaksha next to him with a blank face.

Yaksha's hand has improved a lot, it is starting to scar, and it is no problem to hold a gun, but there is still a thick bandage on his stomach, and there is pain from time to time. He took the military watch and said, "There are about 10 kilometers left." ”

"Look, the silhouette in front of you should be a castle." The black bear suddenly pointed to the hazy darkness of the night in the distance.

"It's dark tonight, and we should have seen its location a long time ago if it were normal, but it's also very helpful for us to sneak in, so let's hurry up and go." Nighthawk whispered, but it was good that the darkness of the night had obscured his face, otherwise the soldiers would have noticed that his whole face was very gloomy.

Everyone was on their feet, holding their guns and trotting up.

When the outline of the mountain could be seen clearly, Nighthawk slowed down its march. Their combat effectiveness is not as good as usual, and in this weather, it is likely that someone as smart as Matsumoto has arranged an ambush nearby, so he should be cautious.

"Black bear, hit the head, don't go too far. There is nothing to see here, and there is nothing hidden, so be careful. Nighthawk said very carefully.

The black bear nodded and scurried out. Nighthawk led the team to follow closely, always maintaining a distance of about 50 meters.

At this distance, they can attack and retreat, and it is still very advantageous for them to take advantage of this kind of plain where neither side can take advantage of anything.

The military thorn silently muttered in his mouth: "Monroe, don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

The nighthawk on the side patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, his eyes were firm, and the military thorn looked at him with a look in his eyes, feeling that his confidence had sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and it would take a lot to increase in time. That's a kind of trust in the strong.

"Captain, it's here. Matsumoto, this kid didn't do anything in an ambush. There wasn't even a ghost on the road. The black bear turned back and pointed to the mountain towering in front of him.

"Maybe he really doesn't have enough strength, so everyone should be careful. This old boy is scheming, always playing cards out of common sense, and we have suffered a lot of losses. Everyone nodded, and scolded the eighteenth generation ancestor of this guy Matsumoto in their hearts, causing them to suffer so much.

Nighthawk raised his head and observed the castle at the top of the hill.

In fact, this mountain is not high, and it can be described as a relatively large earthen bag, with a total height of about 100 meters.

The surrounding rocks are bare and bare, and there is no road strength to climb at all. Between the cliffs, like a natural barrier, there are many thorny poison ivy, which adds a layer of protection to the castle.

The whole castle only has a winding road in front of the mountain, and I don't know how many migrant workers have been sacrificed to dig the road to get through guò. The castle in the dark night is like a huge prehistoric monster, with its huge mouth open and proudly entrenched on the top of the stone mountain, which is very majestic.

Looking at it from a distance, the bricks and stones that are against the blue light are very thick at first sight, and the eaves are incomparable. It's a big project to build in a place that should have been less visited in the past.

Nighthawk lowered his head and said firmly to the team members who had gathered him in a circle behind him, "Okay, follow the previous plan, act." ”