I formed the strongest swordsman group

"What's the matter? What's the matter? What happened?"

"Be careful! There are masters in the room!"

"Where's Onodera? Is Onodera in there?!"

...

The forest that was originally divided into tranquility suddenly became extremely noisy.

The sound of footsteps kicking on the grass blades, the sound of shouting, the sound of drawing a knife out of its sheath... All kinds of sounds are mixed together, one after another, hovering over the forest for a long time.

The first five enemies who entered the house were all executed under Qingdeng's knife.

Unexpectedly heavy casualties made this group of "uninvited guests" pale with fright.

They were in a mess for a while, and retreated from the thatched cottage one after another, not daring to approach again.

Taking advantage of this spare moment, Qing Deng shook his right wrist lightly, while shaking off the blood on the knife, he ran to the door of the house in three steps at a time, with his body pressed against the wall, his head sticking out of the door frame, to peek at the situation outside the house.

"There are a lot of guests here..."

Among the shades of trees, figures swayed.

Armed and unidentified mysterious people broke into Qingdeng's field of vision one after another.

In the blink of an eye, a huge encirclement net descended outside the thatched cottage.

At this time, Sanako, Zongsi and Onodera also quickly came to the door of the house, imitating Qingdeng's appearance, sticking their bodies against the wall, poking their heads out, and looking out of the house.

"Oops! They're coming!"

Amazement and resentment...as well as worries, appeared on Onodera's expression.

Qingdeng, who didn't dare to look away from the outside of the house, asked back without looking back:

"Who is 'they'?"

"The black mothers of the Qingshui clan!"

"... Then you really came to help a rare guest."

In the Sengoku period in Japan, it was common to see a kind of odd-looking knights: they always carried a big burden, and most of the colors of this big burden were very bright.

This big burden is called "mother's clothes". The production process is relatively simple, directly using the bamboo skeleton to support the cloth into a big ball.

The original meaning of mother's clothing is the placenta when a woman is pregnant.

Because it can effectively shield arrows and stone attacks from the rear and sides, a samurai wearing this armor is as safe as staying in a mother's womb, hence the name "Mother's Clothes".

In fact, in addition to blocking the flow of arrows, the mother's clothing also has an important function, that is, to strengthen the momentum.

As we all know, Japanese people are generally short in stature, and mother clothes can make the wearer look taller and more powerful visually.

From the outside, the shape of the mother's clothes is simply ugly.

However, for warriors, mother clothes are a symbol of glory.

Those who are qualified to wear mother clothes are high-status and powerful warriors, which are equivalent to the personal guards directly under the generals. They are mainly responsible for important tasks such as raising the flag, sending orders, reconnaissance, and general attack.

The Qingshui Clan is an extreme organization.

Since it is an extreme organization, it will naturally not lack violence and crime.

Assassinations, annihilation, subjugation...these are the daily routines of Yakuza organizations.

Therefore, in order to maintain their own status, the Qingshui clan selected and raised a group of highly skilled warriors to form a fighting force dedicated to clearing, destroying, and killing people, named... "Black Mother Clothes"!

Although dubbed the "Black Mother Clothes", the members of the team did not wear black mother clothes.

The reason why this name is chosen is to announce to the world that this army is an elite combat army under the command of the Qingshui Clan!

"They are the black mothers of the Qingshui clan..."

While muttering, the chief executive involuntarily showed contempt.

As a unit responsible for dealing with "dirty work", although the Heimu Yizhong cannot be said to be notorious, it can be said to be notorious.

Killing a lot of people, raping women, torturing corpses... the actions of the black mothers are extremely cruel! Bloody!

However, it is impossible for any human being with a normal mind to have a good impression of this "killing group" full of evil.

"Mr. Onodera, if I heard correctly just now... the black female clothes outside the house seem to have come for you."

"Um...yes...you heard me right."

"...My dear, to be hunted down by so many people, your cards are really big enough."

Although the corner of Qingdeng's mouth was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes.

This is also normal.

After seeing such a scene, no one would be in the mood to laugh—there was no longer a figure "spitting" out from the depths of the bushes. But in contrast, the thatched cottage was surrounded by densely packed warriors.

Their siege of Qingdeng and others was not disorderly and chaotic. Instead, they form a tight formation that is patchwork, quite orderly, and the distance between each other is perfectly controlled.

Based on this alone, it is enough to see the extraordinaryness of Heimu Yizhong.

Be it Qingdeng, Zong Si and Zuo Nazi, they all hold their faces and hold their breaths at this moment, and speak sternly.

The tense and murderous confrontation, the tense and dignified atmosphere...every scene, every scene here and now, all point to the same fact: the tragic battle between life and death is about to start!

After a short rest, the Hei Mu Yizhong, who had been beaten to the ground by Qingdeng's "blow to the head" just now, had already regrouped.

A strong man with big arms and round waist stepped forward and shouted loudly:

"Onodera! Surrender obediently!"

"For the sake of your service and bloodshed for the Qingshui clan, as long as you are willing to surrender obediently, I can keep your whole body!"

After finishing speaking, the brawny man showed a complacent expression of "how? I'm very sincere, right?"

However, his "sincerity" did not come in exchange for a pitiful and pathetic begging.

"snort!"

Onodera snorted heavily, then paused word by word without thinking:

"Up until now, I, Sakura Onodera, only know that there is honor in death, but there is no disgrace in life!"

Before Onodera said nothing, the strong man looked calm and dignified.

But now, his big, fleshy face is twisting comically.

"Okay! There is a kind!"

The strong man shouted sharply like boiling water suddenly overflowing.

"Onodera! Just wait for me! I'll send you to hell right now!"

"Although you have recruited experts to help out, this small change will not hurt the overall situation at all!"

"Give it to me! Whoever cuts off the head of Onodera will be rewarded with 50 taels of gold! Whoever cut off the head of Onodera's companion will also be rewarded with 50 taels of gold!"

50 taels of gold... This is a huge amount of money that is enough to drive the poor crazy!

There is a saying: under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man.

Huge wealth can make human beings lose their ability to judge calmly and become beasts that obey their desires.

As of just now, many of the black mothers at the scene were still showing timidity and apprehension after seeing Qingdeng's superb skills.

But now, their eyes have changed.

If everyone went together, they might be able to fish in troubled waters and kill their opponents in the chaos—this kind of wishful thinking spread in their minds like a whirlwind.

"superior!"

The strong man swung down his big hand that was raised high.

"Kill everyone in the house!"

As soon as the strong man's voice came out, the crowd in black mother clothes immediately howled like a beast.

"Kill it!"

"Onodera's head, I want to fix it!"

"Go away! Don't grab me!"

Facing the swarming enemy group, Qingdeng was unwavering.

Onodera is Takayuki Tachibana's associate.

Takashi Tachibana has passed away long ago.

On the other hand, Onodera has lived until now.

Although it is still uncertain, Qingdeng has roughly guessed why Onodera was not hunted down by the black mother clothes till today.

Qingdeng still has many questions he wants to ask Onodera.

Therefore, even if there are thousands of troops ahead, he will never back down!

Onodera's life, he is guaranteed!

"Okita-kun! Miss Sanako!"

Qingdeng shouted the second daughter's name, and then set up the saber.

"Let's go!"

"clear!"

The general manager responded loudly with her signature vigorous voice.

"..."

Sanako did not change her elegant nature, although she did not shout, she silently put on a fighting stance.

In the next breath, Qingdeng leaped out of the thatched hut without a run-up, and with the help of gravity, he slashed down with the knife raised above the top.

Puchi!

The cracked human head looked like a broken watermelon.

As soon as the two feet landed, Qingdeng turned around with his left toe as the axis, and swung the knife——the blade drew an arc-shaped trajectory, and slashed at the enemy on his left side.

With the blessing of centrifugal force, how powerful is this slash?

With just one cut, the opponent's upper and lower body were separated.

Immediately afterwards, Qingdeng seemed to have eyes on his back, and with a backhand, he swiped behind him, slashing at the enemy who was chasing up from behind.

This time, Qingdeng's offensive was blocked.

clang!

Just when Echizen's sword light was about to drown the enemy's mouth and nose, the enemy promptly raised the sword in his palm and caught Qing Deng's slash.

However... it was just "caught".

"Wow!"

The enemy let out a scream, then staggered back violently while holding the knife that had been baited back.

At the moment when he possesses many perverted talents, Qingdeng's slashing strikes are no longer something ordinary people can resist.

The enemy clenched his teeth, exerted strength in his lower limbs, and barely stabilized his figure.

But what followed was Qingdeng's pursuit...

Natural Lixin Flow · Ignorance Sword!

Pooh!

The flat blade penetrated the gap between the enemy's chest and ribs.

In from the left chest, out from the back.

The white knife goes in, the red blade goes out.

The enemy's eyes were suddenly wide open due to the severe pain, and the whites of the eyes were covered with red blood.

When Qingdeng drew the knife back, the vitality spurted out from the hole in the enemy's chest along with the bright red blood, emitting a foul smell.

In the next second, the enemy's head dragged his body and fell forward slumped.

The body collided heavily with the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Go to hell! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Qingdeng didn't even have time to exhale when he heard heavy and hasty footsteps coming from behind him again.

He had no choice but to turn around with the knife in his hand, ready to throw himself into the upcoming battle.

The new opponent is a tall man who uses a big sword.

While yelling loudly, he raised the huge blade above his head.

At the same time, he still has an expression of determination to win, presumably he is very confident in his own skills.

Because the length of the Odachi is far longer than that of the Taidao, the first person to enter the opponent's best attack range must be Qingdeng.

Just when a fierce battle of "fighting swords vs big swords" is about to break out——

Pooh!

A few sporadic drops of blood splashed onto Qingdeng's face.

This is not Qingdeng's blood.

It's Gao Lao's blood.

Qing Deng blinked in surprise.

At this moment, a horrifying and violent aesthetic picture spread before his eyes——

Gao Lao who was frozen in place, the pierced chest, and the naginata blade piercing through the chest.

"Uh...! Puff! Cough!"

Although he tried his best to endure it, Gao Lao couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Yes... who is...?!"

Gao Lao squeezed out the last bit of strength left in his body, and turned his head with difficulty to look back.

Then, his eyes straightened.

The person who made him "open-minded"... was actually a woman.

And a very beautiful woman.

A ponytail that is tied high and ends at the waist.

Women's kendo uniform with white top and blue bottom.

A beautiful face that is all over the country.

It was Sanako Chiba!

For the convenience of action, at the beginning of the battle, Sanako threw away the hat that was in the way, revealing her peerless face.

It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, Zuo Nazi gave a coquettish cry, and with all his strength with both arms, he retracted the naginata from Gao Lao's chest.

"The front heart connects the back"... Hua Tuo would shake his head when he saw such an injury.

Gao Lao, who only breathed out but not breathed in, collapsed limply on the ground as if he had slipped from the blade of the naginata.

At this moment, probably seeing Sanako as a woman, he thought she was easy to bully. Nearly 10 enemies came towards Sanako like wolves and tigers from different directions.

Obviously, this group of people has absolutely no intention of pity and sympathy.

Under the temptation of 50 taels of gold, mere beauty is not worth mentioning at all!

Seeing so many attackers, Sanako was neither startled nor frightened.

She calmly lifted the knife with her feet crossed, her eyes full of heroism swept along the edge of the knife and swept all the enemies around her.

In the Heian era, the Kamakura shogunate era, and the Muromachi shogunate era when spears were not yet popular, the naginata, which can stab, slash, fight on horseback and fight on foot, is the undisputed melee overlord on the battlefield!

The naginata used by Sanako is a standard "women's naginata".

During the Onin Rebellion, the naginata was replaced by a spear because it was not suitable for intensive combat.

In the Edo period, under various chances and coincidences, naginata became "a compulsory martial art for the daughters of samurai families".

In order to make it easier for women to wield it, the "female naginata" came into being.

Compared with traditional naginata, women's naginata has a narrower blade.

If the blade of a traditional naginata is a ghost sword, then the blade of a female naginata is a sword.

The narrowing of the blade makes the female naginata far less destructive than traditional naginata.

In contrast, the agility and slashing speed of the female naginata are far above the traditional naginata!

The length advantage of the naginata gave Sanako the advantage of attacking first.

I saw Sanako's two bright wrists dexterously turning, and the nearly 2-meter-long naginata drew a graceful arc in the air.

The blade as slender as a willow leaf sliced ​​off the heads of two people in one go.

When they waved again, the heads of two more people fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Zenazi exerted force on his feet, belted his waist with his feet, his arms with his belt, and a knife with his arms, and stabbed forward, stringing someone's front and back together.

This pair of waving naginata is as relaxed and heroic as twisting a lamp grass, really like a Valkyrie!

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oops! Today is the last day of the high school entrance examination!

Leopard Leopard's high school entrance examination is finally over! Finally, I can go back to my normal life.

Very sorry! Today is short again! (Leopard Leopard Head in Tears.jpg) I will stop making excuses, please cut off the head of the leopard. (Leopard Head Stretched Out.jpg)