Rinbin Castle was built on a coastal cliff, 150 meters above the sea, and the top was cut into flat ground, and the big city was built here, and the mountains were connected to the castle, with the main maru as the center, and five floors were built stretching down, and the castle walls were very strong, and the two gates were the residences of the samurai, and below were the castle towns and endless fields.

In the middle of the night, the drizzle continued to fall, and the high walls towered in the darkness.

There are still samurai guards in Honmaru, but there are not too many, even if the Haneda family expands to 40,000 stones, the regular military strength is only 300, and there are only 30 samurai and ashigaru in Honmaru.

A samurai patrolling with a lantern suddenly saw a man walking in the corridor in front of him, and the samurai was not too surprised, because this man was openly walking.

"Maybe it's a colleague, or maybe it's some genealogy master!"

As he got closer, he saw that it was a man, walking leisurely in the evening, with majesty in his gestures, but when he got closer, his skin and face showed vitality, and he looked like he was only about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The samurai flashed a trace of confusion, but disappeared all of a sudden, seeing that this person was not a familiar person, how could he break into here, thinking of this, he immediately reached out to draw his sword, and opened his mouth to shout, but the young man had already pulled out his sword, and in a flash of cold light, the samurai's throat was cut, and suddenly blood splattered out, and he couldn't shout, and he fell to the ground at once, and the raging blood and rain were mixed together.

Wang Cunye showed a cold light, shook the blade, this time not with his own long sword, but "triple cherry blossoms", under the light of the falling lantern, this long blade is extremely long, and there are three cherry blossoms engraved near the handle, and there are mysterious words carved under it.

It's really sharp, this is the contemporary famous knife maker Changguang spent four months to make, worth 600 yuan, according to Changguang said, this "triple Sakurasho" is at least one of the famous knives of Fuso.

This time, I used a Fuso knife to kill people.

Wang Cunye arrived at the entrance of a corridor and said hello.

When a samurai turned his face to look, the long knife flashed, and the man was stunned in disbelief, frozen, and fell down with a "boom" in a moment.

Ashigaru in the back was about to draw his sword, only to hear the sound of "poof", his right hand had already been cut down, he opened his mouth in pain and was about to scream, a sword pierced from the mouth, pierced in the back of the head, "Peng", the brain pulp and blood exploded, and a large piece was dyed on the wall behind.

The last Ashigaru looked at the two corpses with blurred flesh and blood, and the usual momentum of Ashigaru had already been frightened, and a stench of vomiting came from the pants.

"Spare me...... Please spare my life...... I have two children at home...... I...... If I die......" Ashigaru gasped, and to avoid being killed by shouting out loud, he put his fist into his mouth and bit it.

The cold raindrops that fell from the side flowed to the ground with the blood, and then to the next layer.

The corners of Wang Cunye's mouth twitched slightly, and he was smiling: "It's really keen, then immediately go and shout to the guard warrior on the upper floor, and say in as calm a tone as possible, if there is an accident, you know the consequences!"

Wang Cunye doesn't mind having blood on his hands, but he doesn't mind having someone do it for him. ”...... Yes, yes!" Ashigaru trembled all over, and after a while he heard the footsteps of a patrolling samurai approaching.

"It's me, Fujigoro, it's cold, come over for a drink!" Fujigoro said desperately in a calm tone.

"Got it, how did you come up with the idea of inviting us for a drink?" the two men approached unguardedly.

Wang Cunye raised his knife high, and his movements were very calm.

"Could it be that this person is a sword hero?" Fujigoro looked at this calm movement and thought to himself, and saw the sword light flash, and the heads of the two people in front and behind fell in response, and the blood of the big peng was splashed, and the headless corpse took a few steps before falling, but not a drop of blood sprayed on this person.

The man shook the blade, and the two heads rolled lifelessly on the ground, and at this time, with a faint smile, which made Fujigoro's whole body stiff and creepy, and this state of mind seemed to come from a completely different realm.

My current strength can really surpass the world, Wang Cunye thought secretly, looked up, and said, "Go on!"

In the quiet room on the fifth floor, you can feel the rain getting heavier and heavier, crackling, but the corridor and door are isolated from the rain, and the lights in the room are shining faintly, showing that it is very quiet.

“...... Bopu Xiaoliu and his son have been killed, and the Popu Navy has fallen into the hands of the family, Lord, it's time to destroy the Jiping family. Nogawa Naganobu knelt down, propped up on the ground, and prayed.

"I see. Haneda Mizumi had already expected this: "You did a good job, reward a hundred times, I see that you are very tired, go down and rest first!"

"Hey!" Nogawa Nagashin answered, and went out, and after Nogawa Nagashin went down, Haneda Mizumi thought quietly by himself.

Bopu Xiaoliu died, not only did he lose his life, but since then the Bopu people have fallen into his own hands, of course, to play a role or must reorganize the order, but this only takes a month.

Before the autumn harvest, you can send troops, and thinking of this is like dropping a big stone.

As I get older, it's a matter of time before I get Tosa Province, but as long as I get one day earlier, I can stabilize one more day, and I still want to unify Shikoku!

"Look, I will unite Tosa Province and even Shikoku, and in the future my heir will definitely establish a shogunate in Kyoto......" Thinking of this, Haneda Miizumi was full of strength.

But at this moment, with the sound of "Peng", a man covered in blood smashed through the paper door, fell in, and hissed: "Lord, go quickly!"

Haneda Mizumi's eyes shrank sharply, but this was Nogawa Naganobu, and he immediately thought of taking down his sword in front of the wall.

"Ahh

"If you kill another lucky person, if you don't die, at least you have the personality of the lord of a city, right?" Wang Cunye said leisurely.

The so-called lord of a city, according to Fusang's words, is equivalent to the lord of a township in the interior.

Shikoku is 18,000 square kilometers, which is roughly equivalent to a county in the interior, and Tosa Province is about 5,000 square kilometers, with the size of three prefectures.

Wang Cunye deeply understood the meaning of the national thief at this time, with such force, if it were not for the restraint of heaven, the secular regime would definitely be distorted to the point of not being able to do it.

Not to mention the ghosts and earth immortals above themselves.

"You want to kill me?" At this time, Haneda Mizumi had calmed down and knelt in the center.

"The reason is simple, didn't you send someone to kill me? Wang Cunye said calmly: "Of course, if you don't accept it, I can find other reasons - but this is meaningless?"

There was such a movement, but the whole Honmaru was silent, and no one came up.

"The samurai and ashigaru have all been killed, oh, keep one behind, take care of your wife and children below!" Wang Cunye asked gently and politely, "Do you want to invite them to come up and say their last words?"

After hearing this, Haneda Sanquan was sad, looked at the dark rainy night outside, and sighed: "So that's the case, my martial arts have come to this point?"

Haneda Mizumi closed his eyes and sat upright in front of the shrine in the hall, gathering strength.

Wang Cunye suddenly felt a kind of consciousness that was leaking from this man, so he stared quietly, and for a moment, this man's consciousness gradually rose to the peak.

Haneda Mizumi stretched out his hands to his chest and pulled it, and suddenly his clothes were torn, revealing his upper body and abdomen, middle-aged, quite fit, and without excess fat.

Then, the white light flashed, and the brilliance of the lamp was also dimmed, and Haneda Miizumi raised his right arm forward and drew his sword, which glistened in the light and paused on the right side, the tip of the sword pointing forward.

Haneda Mizumi inhaled slowly, stretched out his left hand, held the handle in both hands, the long knife was reversed, and the silver-white blade slowly moved towards his abdomen, pausing at an inch.

Haneda Sanquan's fierce gaze met Wang Cunye's, and Wang Cunye looked serious and nodded slightly, and in an instant Haneda Sanquan retracted his gaze, only to hear a "poof", and the tip of the knife stabbed into the abdomen.

The man bit his lower lip tightly, pushed the knife with both arms, and the tip of the knife was cut horizontally in the abdomen from left to right, and blood suddenly oozed out.

Pull out the knife, stab it in the chest, and then go up and down, slowly push the knife down, and draw a cross.

The sound of the knife cutting through the flesh was shocking, and out of physical instinct and great pain, Haneda Miizumi's hands trembled more and more intensely, but finally it was done, and the cut was cross-shaped, and the internal organs burst out.

According to the oldest seppuku ritual, it is not allowed to make mistakes before death, and the mistakes are to help decapitate before death, until they die of excessive blood loss, which is called "Shiji Cut", and they can be beheaded after death.

When everything was done, Haneda Mizumi, who was enduring great pain, pulled the knife out of his body, and the knife marks on his abdomen were not wrinkled, and he quietly put the knife on the right side and straightened it, not letting it scatter.

In this process, Haneda Miizumi, who is a regular seppuku, must endure great pain and desperately close his knees, and if he loosens it because of death and pain, it means that he is not cultivated enough and is not a true samurai.

And until the time of death, we must maintain a clear and clear will, experience death, and finally when we die, the body is not tilted, but only prostrate forward, so that it is not considered a loss of etiquette.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and Wang Cunye sat and watched, with a light flashing in his eyes.

Seeing the blood seeping out, Haneda Mizumi finally couldn't bear it, and with a "poof" sound, he fell forward and threw himself in a pool of blood, but he did not tilt, only prostrate forward, everything was perfect.

Wang Cunye got up, pulled out the knife, raised the knife above his head, the movement was also perfect, the knife flashed, and the head fell in response.

Finally, wipe the blade with a piece of paper and bring a faint smile.

This is another martyr's way, which is very ornamental and charming, but it is nothing more than that.

No matter what school of thought, if it is not attractive and impressing, who will believe it?

The way of martyrs can encourage soldiers and civilians to die and die for the country, and has a strong infectious power, but the pearl of grain of rice also shines, which is comparable to the avenue of the moon?

If you are moved by it, you are not a Taoist priest who pursues eternal life.

"Abide by the way of immortality!"

(To be continued)