Northeast Fan

Category: Arquebus

Quality: Normal

Rate of fire: 1 round / min

Firing range: 200 meters

Requirements: more than 50% of military technology or more than 65% of thermal weapons

Li Yan rummaged back and forth with the long firebolt, ran his fingers through the hook of the gun handle to ignite, and then threw it to Wang Sheng.

"My lord, this ......"

Wang Sheng, who was still a little tender-faced, clenched his palms uneasily.

"You're the youngest of us, and you're self-defense."

Deng Tianxiong, whose hair was flying, stepped in, bringing in a snorting cold wind.

"Lord Banner, both bodies were thrown into the ice cave. There is no tail. ”

Li Yan put the other ronin's knife up, and his eyebrows twisted slightly: "Then you can't stay longer......"

He looked at Deng Tianxiong: "The Japanese knife is good, are you used to using it?" ”

Deng Tianxiong scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "I still use our Daming knife to get my hands on." ”

"That's right."

Li Yan didn't force it, this knife is well-made, but if you are not used to it, don't force it to be good.

"I can use it."

A voice came from the fire.

The man who spoke had a deeply wrinkled face, was blind in one left eye, and his face was like a black, hard bark, and his stomach was wrapped in a cloth and a circle. It looks a little bloated.

Others call him Diao Blind, it seems that Deng Tianxiong's old acquaintance.

"When I followed General Qi, I practiced Japanese swords in his camp."

"Lao Diao, you are seriously injured, are you okay?"

Li Yan asked.

It's not that he is reluctant, counting Li Yan himself, there are only six knives in the hands of the nine Ming soldiers, and if something really happens, he must be rushing forward with a knife in his hand. This man was one of three seriously wounded among the ten, and his belly had been pierced by a spear in the boss's hole, and he was really unfit to charge.

"No problem."

The man was silent and said nothing.

Li Yan handed over the knife, he took it and wiped it with his sleeve, looked at it for a while, and suddenly spoke.

"Lord Banner, that ronin's status is not low......

"How so?"

Lao Diao bit off a piece of broken skin on his purple-black lips and said: "The infantry on the battlefield is formed, and all the spears are held, and the same is true for the Japanese Invaders, many peasant soldiers would rather tie a dagger to a long branch than use a shorter sword. ”

"Uncle Diao, I don't see that you still know a lot about the Japanese Kou."

Wang Sheng made a joke.

Lao Diao's one-eyed rolled.

"When I fought alone to kill the Japanese Kou, you little baby was still wearing open crotch pants."

"Braggart ......"

Wang Sheng replied in disbelief.

Old Diao Ji smiled strangely, and said without saltiness: "Compared with the neat and neat swordsmanship of the general banner, I am indeed not worth mentioning. ”

Li Yan knew that the one-eyed old man was not lying, his military skill expertise was only 63%, which was average in this group, but he had a skill on him.

Murder (92/100)

Unlike He Anton, this is the era of cold weapons, like the arquebus just now, it would be good to be able to fire one shot a minute, and the chaos of the battle was still based on the weapon in his hand.

That is, ninety-two people. Most of them were killed by this veteran with a knife or even with his bare hands!

Wang Sheng, although young, is a good investigator.

Deng Tianxiong broke through the 70% barrier that Zhang Mingyuan did not do.

And this blindness......

Li Yan rescued these people, all of them have their own uniqueness, among the 3,000 people led by Zha Dashou, there are strong soldiers in Liaodong Town, and there are even the legendary Qi family army.

Even if the information is wrong, and the enemy is rash, he can defeat such a team to the point of almost annihilation, and the Daimyo's army, which has experienced the warring war of the Warring States period for a hundred years, does have his uniqueness.

Li Yan didn't know much about the Warring States Period, which was sought after by countless neon bombards, and only remembered a name named Oni no Heihachi.

Honda Tadakatsu......

A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Yan's lips.

Boom Zhang Fei?

"Song Tong Translation ......"

Li Yan spoke.

The man who was smearing vegetable oil alone raised his head after Li Yan's words. He is much more settled, and he no longer pretends to be trembling, but always has a cold face.

"We want to avoid the Japanese and go in the direction of the Yalu River. How to go appropriately? ”

Song Tongyi grabbed a handful of soil, wiped it with his finger hook, and after a while, he also drew a similar topographic map.

"From here, go around in a circle from under the mountain, and there is a small bunker here, my country was armed here with about 20 people, I don't know how to arrange the Japanese robbers, but there must not be many, and if you can avoid them, you will succeed for the most part."

"It's too far." Li Yan shook his head.

"Isn't it faster to go down this river?"

Deng Tianxiong also interjected.

"The river is full of widows, don't pull me if you want to die."

Song Tongyi sneered, and his attitude was much tougher.

Deng Tianxiong is not angry, he is a local and has read books. knows better than yourself, the big head soldier is better at this, listen to the persuasion......

"I don't think it's dangerous to go through the mountain, can you go through it directly?"

Li Yan asked. ”

Song Tongyi's face hesitated for a long time before he said hesitantly: "You can try, but it's dangerous." The chances of being found are also high. ”

"Long nights and dreams."

Li Yan has his own considerations, it is only a section of time and effort to go around the mountain, the terrain around the place pointed by Song Tongyi is open, and the probability of being found is indeed not large, but once it is discovered, it is surrounded by cavalry regiments with high mobility, and he can't run, and it is not only fast to pass through the mountain, even if it is discovered, with the rugged mountain road, the cavalry cannot enter, Li Yan still has the strength to fight.

From the time when Li Yan and the others gathered around and pointed, the girl who helped her mother bring a bowl of hot soup and handed it over stayed aside, watching everyone point to the little dirt bag and mutter, and suddenly said something.

"What did she say?" Song Tongyi's face was strange. "It's nothing, it's childlike."

Li Yan scratched his neck with some annoyance, and the tingling feeling there did not subside: "If you say it, you can say it." ”

Song Tongyi said helplessly: "This girl said that the mountain is haunted, and you are so serious about children?"

"Ghosts? I've lived for more than 30 years, and I really haven't seen it, if it's a male ghost, it's a female ghost, hehe......"

Deng Tianxiong disagreed.

But Diao was blind and smacked his teeth:

"Ghosts may be nonsense, but as the so-called country is going to die, there will be demons, and there are dead people everywhere here, maybe there is something evil."

Song Tongyi bit his lip, he didn't feel offended by the sentence that the country was about to die, but the sentence of dead people everywhere hit him in his heart.

After entering the country, the Japanese invaded and slaughtered, killing 60,000 people in Jinju alone. Li Yan and the others walked all the way, the skinny and bone starvation on the side of the road, and the dead bodies of crows hanging on the trees, I don't know how many they saw.

"There are ghosts."

Li Yan touched the tattoo on his chest without a trace.

"That's even better......"

……

At night, it was more than six hours before Li Yan and the others set off

To the west of the walls of Pyongyang, in the Zhuangzi of the high and low Vashe.

"So, the two of them broke away from the army and said to catch up with us, and then ...... Just died. How do I explain this to Mr. Kuroda? ”

The man wears a plain white Wu costume with light-colored cloud embroidery on it. With the smell of sake on his white neck and slender fingers, his elegant face looked at the wet corpse that he had fished up.

"The one who floated down the glacier was probably done by the Korean Volunteers." The samurai beside the man shrugged his shoulders.

"Handle the traces so cleanly, it doesn't look like a rabble." The man shook his head gently. "It's the regular army."

"Then, do you want to chase it?" The samurai asked.

"Of course, I'll go in person, and divide five of them into me, there aren't many of them, otherwise we'll meet on the way here."

The withered yellow bucket slammed into the well with a clatter.

The crackling of the torn hemp rope was overwhelming, and the clear well water leaked from the side of the bucket.

The man grabbed the scoop and scooped it down, and it was cold.

Satisfied, he beckoned, and the two would-be robbers grabbed a child who was less than ten years old and threw him into the well with a thud.

"Fill it up."

The man turned around after speaking, and behind him was an insolent burning flame.

He crouched down and ran his index finger across the corpse's throat and into his mouth.

The clean nails are frozen with blood and the entrance is sharp.

He looked surprised.

"What a quick knife."