It's night.

"Knock~Knock~Knock~"

The sound of fighting came melodiously, Song Yi turned over and got on his horse, and the sound of the collision of the armor pieces of the Ming cavalry behind him was connected, and the long tassels were hanging on the helmet, red as blood.

Song Yi looked at eye level, touched the armor on his abdomen without a trace, and the tip of the chiseled golden tiger head spear on the victory hook stabbed obliquely ahead. He threw his hands up, and the nine-foot red flag was tied to the tiger's head gun.

This gun is an antiquity, the barrel of the gun is more than three meters long, the head of the gun is gilded tiger head shape, the tiger's mouth swallows the blade, the end of the rod is engraved with the word "Siji", the whole body is white gold.

He flicked the reins, and the horse's hooves flew and rushed out, followed by the blackened horsemen behind him. The black earth trembles too.

……

The water splashed in the copper basin. Bursts of heat poured up.

Luo Shangzhi sat on the ground with his buttocks, trembling and taking off his blood-stained breastplate, and it took a lot of effort to raise his arms. He pinched an apricot-yellow talisman with his fingertips and pinched it with his fingers.

The rune paper quickly turned to ashes, and Luo Shangzhi's expression was shocked.

He looked at the coalition phalanx with a bitter smile.

"How many times have you rushed?"

"Five times."

The lieutenant on one side threw the blood-soaked towel into the copper basin, and the blood quickly spread. replied: "Why don't you replace General Wu Weizhong?" ”

"That old gang dish (CEI) has more than five people, it's not a big deal."

Luo Shangzhi grabbed a warm towel and wiped it, as if he remembered something.

"What about the gang of people under the general standard-bearer surnamed Li?"

"I don't know, the Admiral seems to have other arrangements, and he spent all the Heavenly Master Dao high-grade medicine talismans sent by Yi Gaogong on those people."

The adjutant lowered his voice, I heard that Li Zongqi entered the camp of the Admiral, and it took more than half an hour to come out. Then the gang didn't know what to do.

"If he breaks out, I'll be happy."

Luo Shangzhi licked his lips with a worried expression.

Half of the 100 ring-knotted side vans had been smashed, and the deer had been completely destroyed, stained with blood and flesh, and under the tall cart was layer after layer of corpses. The trench has been filled.

Li Rusong used partial vans to form a war, and stubbornly turned the field battle into an offensive and defensive battle, and the coalition forces organized several large-scale encirclement and suppression, but they failed to enter the Ming army's vehicle array, but Rao was so. The Ming army also suffered more than 3,000 casualties, and the cavalry attacking the fortified positions was getting smaller and fewer, making it even more difficult to stop the next wave of attacks.

The horn of the coalition charge sounded again, and between the flags of various family patterns, the iron cavalry, the iron guns, the archers, the spearmen, layer after layer, the ashigaru generals Tsuyomasa Awayama, Hiroshi Oda, and Oshin Yoshimaru all went into battle, and Tachibana Muneshige led the team, and thousands of daimyo coalition troops pressed up.

"Mingguo's chariot array has almost been damaged, this will be our last charge!"

Tachibana Muneshige is holding a katana in his hand, wearing a ribbed vertical pocket on his head, dark blue thunder wheel feathers, and his eyes are sharp, and he is shouting loudly.

It is worth mentioning that this Western Peerless who is as famous as Honda Tadakatsu is only twenty-five years old this year, the same age as Li Yan.

Seeing that the coalition forces were surging up again, Luo Shangzhi gritted his teeth.

"Qingguo, rush with me again."

"Okay."

The lieutenant nodded generously

Suddenly, the fire was blazing in the night, and the sound of gunpowder explosions like thunder was heard, and it was outside the encirclement of the Japanese invaders.

Luo Shangzhi Hulachao stood up.

"Yang Yuan's reinforcements are here!"

He had just drawn out his long knife, and Li Rusong's order had arrived.

"Shoot out the firearms that are not damp, and break through!"

Tachibana Zongmao looked back suddenly, his face gloomy but not surprised, he turned his face and pulled out the famous sword Chuxue. Loud shouts:

"Charge!"

The two armies fought flesh and blood, and Tachibana Soshige rushed into the crowd, and just as he was slashing and slashing, a long sword with a green blade met Hatsuyuki.

……

Between the spacious mountain roads, Song Yi's horses galloped under his feet, and in front of him was a black cavalry defense line of the Japanese Alliance!

The six Sengoku horsemen at the front, with the Kuroda family's wisteria banner on the back of the horse. With white turbans on their foreheads, the eyes that looked at the Ming cavalry were extremely sad and angry.

Inoue no Fu, Kuriyama Ri'an, Kuroda Kazunari, Kuroda Ridaka, Rinori, Naoyuki.

Known as the Kuroda Eight Tigers, two famous generals of the Warring States period, two people died in the rainy night collision between Li Yanbu and the five surnamed coalition forces, one was picked off the horse by Li Yan, one was pierced by the tongue of the Jinyan frog, and the remaining six people are all here.

Song Yi was silent, took off the chiseled golden tiger head gun on the galloping horse, flipped his arm, and pointed the tip of the spear directly at the iron flow in front of him.

"I look familiar with that man."

Monk Nian Cheng was condescending, looking at the torrent-like Daming Iron Horse between the mountain roads, his eyes fell on the military general who was carrying a white and gold spear in the lead, and he seemed to recall something, and his heart suddenly sank.

Honda asked on the side.

"Uncle Honda, has that Highness already been dispatched?"

"Yes."

Honda Tadashi nodded, a smile appeared on his face: "When the admiral of the Ming Kingdom thinks that reinforcements are coming and is about to come out of the iron shell, he will not know what kind of ghosts and gods he will face." ”

"Is that so? It's a pity. ”

Nian Chengcheng's expression was dark, but then he thought that he could kill the Ming army governor, there was nothing more important than this, and he sighed.

"Uncle, I'm afraid only you can take this person."

"Why, you know the Akito who took the lead."

Honda's heart jumped.

"Far from being photographed."

Nian Chengcheng recalled that when the Ming army broke through Pyongyang, this monk once wandered in the city in order to kill the Heavenly Master Dao Yi Yu, and saw a scene that he will never forget.

Even he, a professional ghost slayer, can't parry, and there seems to be an endless black tide of demons and ghosts.

In the midst of the Black Tide, the nine-foot flag danced fiercely, and a platinum spear that flipped blood flowers between the Black Tide.

"Heh, I thought that I was so seriously injured, even if I didn't die at the hands of the demons, I couldn't participate in the next battle, I didn't see this person on the Datong River at the beginning, I don't know how lucky I am. Kuroda and the like can't stop this man. ”

The tip of the spear quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, and Inoue's body flew out directly, the war horse under his crotch screamed and neighed, Kuroda Toshitaka on the side, Kuroda Toshinori's eyes widened, and a line of blood floated in front of the two of them.

The remaining five tigers roared in unison, and the sharp spear stabbed at the Ming general who was wearing a bronze shoulder swallowing beast, the blood-colored long tassel moved, Song Yi's face was stained with blood, and he cut it first, but his eyes were extremely indifferent, the tiger head spear slashed horizontally, and a white-gold horse slashed across Kuroda Toshitaka's throat. At this time, several spears were at least a foot long away from him.

The throat and meat crumbs flew horizontally, Li Gao fell off the horse, the two iron streams were horizontal and vertical, the cyan and black horse flow dog teeth were wrong, and the black dragon rider of the Ming Dynasty and the rattan Ba pattern flag danced intertwined.

Kuroda was shocked and angry. Any one of these people is a famous general in the war-torn civil war, even in this battle of Imchen, he rarely encounters opponents, not to mention the six people joining forces, even if it is His Royal Highness...... In the past, at least it wasn't defeated.

But it was just a hedge, and in three or four breaths, two people died at the hands of the Ming man in front of them.

Song Yi didn't seem to be able to see these horsemen dead in his eyes, and the tip of the spear rushed forward, his duty was to carve a road, and these would-be robbers naturally had a large number of Ming troops behind them.

"Shoot the arrows!"

I don't know who roared, the tide of arrows splashed head-on, Song Yi raised the tiger head gun in his hand, and the thin red big red on the barrel of the gun was closed, and the arrow couldn't be pierced!

The four tigers were enraged by Song Yi's ignorance and urged the horses to rush over, and Song Yi's shoulders shook. The white-gold tiger head spear was rolled together with several spears. The sound of clanging weapons colliding sounded in a line, and the five long weapons were mixed together, and the white flowers were dazzling.

"Bang~"

A series of shattering sounds sounded, and the fragments of the broken weapon flew out horizontally, and under the horrified eyes of the cavalry generals, the tiger head spear and spear squirmed continuously, and four black blood flowers exploded on the head of the Kuroda tiger general one after another.

If Li Yan was here, he could even call out the name of this move

Huan Hou Eight Guns,

Song Yi clamped the horse's belly with his feet, let the shot pass diagonally, and looked at the Japanese general wearing a deer antler helmet and a red ghost face in front of him,

And that razor-sharp cross-gun.

Dragonfly cut

……

"It's you!"

Tachibana Soshige's tone was furious.

On the battlefield where knives, bows and gunpowder fly together. The two riders looked at each other.

Li Yan was wearing mountain-patterned armor, and he was missing from an injury, and he was riding on a horse, his hair flying along the edge of his helmet

"What about your youkai?"

Tachibana Soshige sneered.

“#￥%*@&？”

Li Yan ignored the other party, and faced the famous sword that was as bright as spring snow, and the long sword in his hand was horizontal.

The blade of the sword flashed green. Buzz gently.

Li Rusong saber, the sword name Biyuan.