"These people are the last survivors of Yatsushiro."

"Yes, my lord, they were suddenly attacked by Kabane three days ago, accompanied by the appearance of black smoke. Seeing that they could not resist, the survivors fled here, then closed the floodgates and waited for follow-up rescue. ”

"Well, tell Calamus to bring them water and food, and bring them with you when you leave."

After Juncheng was docked, Nanshan did not have too many survivors of the geographical shelter, and it was better for these people to be handed over to the future shogunate female general Calamus, who was going to take people to clean up the Kabane in the post station first.

Since Black Smoke needs a large number of Kabane and human corpses to form enough combat power, he will minimize the number of Kabanes and corpses that can be absorbed before the other party appears.

Although this method is slow, it is the best way for them who have sufficient combat strength and do not have to worry about food sources.

It's just that when he went out, Nanshan unexpectedly ran into Nameless, Siwen, and a group of newcomers who followed.

Obviously waiting for him here on purpose, but he pretended to meet him unexpectedly.

"Where are you going?"

"A railroad track leading to the direction of Kongokaku was crushed by a collapsed lookout and could not be crossed, and it would take more than ten days to go back and bypass the Shiningyi, so I am going to clean up the Kabane in the post station and then send someone to repair it."

"We can't help with the matter of taking in the survivors, can we go together, stay in the carriage all the time, and suffocate to death."

Looking at Nameless, who had already changed into a battle outfit, with a look of extremely bored anticipation, Nanshan couldn't help but wonder.

I don't know what these newcomers said to her, they actually want to cross the pole, but they are destined to disappoint them, he is not an ordinary newcomer.

"As long as you're not afraid of danger in battle, let's go together......"

Not long after they went out, they came across hordes of Kabane, including mutants known as the Thief Species.

This veteran samurai-turned-kabane has engraved the memories of the battles in front of him as muscular instincts, and can still use them even after death and resurrection. What's more, due to the great strengthening of the body by the virus, the strength is much more powerful than in front of him. According to the performance in the plot, even Kabaneri, who has rich combat experience like Nameless, is difficult to fight one-on-one, and it is still barely coped with by the combined efforts of several people.

But now, there are more than fifty Kabaneri warriors he brought out, far from the combat power of only the four or five people named and Ikoma in the original plot that can be compared, I'm afraid that this is also the reason why a group of newcomers dare to take risks.

There is a tailwind situation brought by the great god, and everyone wants to wave it.

"Do you want to be faster than to see who kills?"

Facing the hundreds of Kabane that ran over frantically after smelling the smell of the living, the battle-loving girl glanced defiantly at Nanshan.

A group of newcomers are also very looking forward to it, as long as they can figure out Nanshan's specific professional strength, they don't have to be as anxious as they are now, worried that they don't know when they will be pitted, and they will lose inexplicably.

As if he could see through their thoughts, Nanshan shook his head and said, "Actually, I don't think these guys are enough for us at all. ”

If you don't count the thief technique, a single nameless person, as long as she is given enough time, can solve them all, and no one else needs to come out.

It's a pity that no one believes this big truth.

Before Nameless could speak, someone among the newcomers said excitedly: "Then you are afraid, worried about being bitten by them....."

However, this sentence was only halfway through, and the next moment, the hundreds of Kabanes who were about to rush over were all in unison.

As if they had been slashed by some invisible blade, a slight crack appeared from the part below their neck, and then, driven by inertia, it slowly expanded, and when it could be clearly seen, the high-temperature blood containing huge pressure inside could no longer withstand the restraint of the body, and at the same time squeezed the severed part, it also gushed out frantically.

It has to be said that the picture of this scene is quite spectacular and breathtaking.

As hundreds of heads fell together, blood spilled out like a fountain, and under the sunlight, it emitted a brilliant red brilliance, and the hundreds of crystal clear blood mist added together, only dyeing half of the sky in front of them red.

It's just that in the face of such a splendid scene, no one praised.

On the contrary, a group of newcomers, including Siwen, only felt extremely cold.

With just one sword, none of the hundreds of Kabanes were spared!

Looking at Nanshan who slowly withdrew his sword and stood up, it was clear that the sun was still hanging high in the air, but he didn't feel the slightest heat on the surface of his body, and everyone widened their eyes as if they were playing back in slow motion, holding their breath, for fear of disturbing the peace and tranquility at the moment, and then just like this group of unlucky Kabane, they suffered the devastating blow just now.

"Believe it now, these guys don't have enough for us."

The same words, Nanshan said it again at this moment, and the feeling was completely different.

Everyone looked at him in shock, Rao is under the influence of the charm of human beings and the hint of the mind, those Kabaneri warriors who were already full of loyalty, it was also the first time to see Nanshan's true strength, after the shock, they immediately became extremely fanatical, and now even if they are asked to commit suicide, I am afraid that someone will show you a seppuku in minutes.

But the newcomers seemed to be dumb, and together with Siwen, they didn't dare to speak at all. Although it was only a glimpse, I only saw Nanshan's deliberate sword retraction action, but the meaning of it was self-evident, even if they were together, they could not compete with the power of this sword.

It was nameless, and she had been shocked to the point of distraction, and she opened her beautiful big amber eyes, and looked at it with a dizzying look, and her little face was full of longing.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, can you teach me?"

I'm afraid she's forgotten who she is now, and she's only bent on pursuing this irresistible power.

Nanshan, of course, would not refuse the nameless request.

It's rare for him to show off, in addition to planning to deter the newcomers and not to make trouble for himself, the main purpose is to seduce other people's sister-in-law.

No way, under the education of the concept of respect for the strong instilled by the hunters and Meima for many years, although Nameless is still kind and compassionate, and can sympathize with the weak, the impact is still there, and showing a special love for fighting is one of them.

Just like coaxing a child, he naturally wants to do what he likes.

"If you want to learn the White Crow Swordsmanship, I can teach you, but the process will take a long time, and I hope you can stick to it when the time comes."

Nanshan nodded with a smile, and then took advantage of the moment of Nameless's surprise, he could finally stretch out his sinful hands and touch Nameless's little head.

He has endured it for a long time since he came in, and now he has finally achieved what he wants, and he is in tears.