Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Hu Kaishan's gaze was like a torch, looking at the Japanese pirates not far away, as if looking at prey.

He took the lead and ran in the lead. He was wearing a hundred catties of heavy armor. This suit of armor was placed in Franji, and it was the legendary heavy cavalry. In the east, it was the rumored Iron Buddha. Most people wear it. It was difficult to move, let alone run.

Therefore, even the heavy armor of the West has to fight on horseback. It is fixed on the horse like a can, with a lance in hand, and charges. During this process, people are almost unable to move.

But Hu Kaishan was running furiously, the chain armor on his body rubbed against each other, making a metallic clang, and the steel spear in his hand danced like a jerk. It... looked like a humanoid tank.

In an instant, Hu Kaishan was killed.

It was only when they saw Hu Kaishan from afar, especially when Hu Kaishan was standing still, the Japanese pirates didn't think anything of it, they just thought that this man was just as strong as a cow, because they had long been fighting with the Ming army, and they had a great understanding of the Ming army. The army's deep-rooted neglect naturally does not take Hu Kaishan seriously.

But at this moment, when he was getting closer, he had the speed of a leopard, his burly figure like an iron tower, and the faint blue light reflected by the chain armor on his body.

Suddenly... It was a strange feeling of suffocation.

Japanese pirates fight, the most important thing is momentum.

They yelled loudly, and Hu Kaishan yelled too. Hu Kaishan's roar shook the rubble, and directly suppressed their voices.

At this time... it's getting closer.

Nakano Erlang pursed his lips tightly, feeling aggrieved, his eyes were like lightning, he had already seen Hu Kaishan's weakness, it was under the waist and ribs, there was a place not covered by the chain armor.

Nakano Erlang was ecstatic in his heart, wishing he could strike forward immediately, but he didn't act recklessly, instead he was very calm.

He is in Dongpu, known as a swordsman, and his swordsmanship is extremely fast! Holding the Japanese saber in his hand, he saw the burly man approaching, and the terrifying aura made him unable to breathe, but Nakano Erlang's gaze was like a torch, and he first raised the saber high. Kai Shan defended his top lane, and then cut him down with a single blow.

Only between this lightning and flint, the two sides are already close at hand.

A cold front flashed across Nakano Erlang's eyes, and a triumphant smile subconsciously curled up on his lips. Sure enough, the other party had fallen for it.

My own knife is faster than the wind, as long as I slash with the knife, I can kill him.

He started to move like a rabbit.

Thinking of this burly man like an iron tower in front of him, in the blink of an eye, he can become the ghost of his sword.

This... should be regarded as a remarkable achievement.

In just a split second, Nakano Erlang crossed Jinghong with his sword. His sword was too fast, so fast...

Snapped……

At this moment, the bodies of the two collided.

That's right, that's how it should be, with this momentary contact, he stabbed the knife into his fatal weakness.

I hit Nakano...

what……

Suddenly, Nakano Jiro felt a little dazed.

He felt something was wrong.

The opponent didn't block at all, and didn't stop the collision, but continued...running wildly, and then there was a slap, and the bodies collided violently.

The knife in Nakano Jiro's hand...stopped.

Because...he felt that he had no strength in his body.

A fishy smell came out from the throat, and then the mouth began to cough blood violently, obviously this collision was not simple.

Nakano Jiro already clearly felt that the bones all over his body seemed to be falling apart.

Before he finished the final blow and showed his sword skills, he only felt, eh... eh... my breastbone, my ribs... my shoulder... seemed to be broken.

The ribs made an inaudible gurgling sound, and after breaking, they pierced straight into the lungs.

I... my knife.

The knife has fallen.

He didn't know anything about strength, and he had no way of knowing it. A human tank with a full body of leather armor, holding dozens of catties of steel spears, weighing three hundred catties, and adding up to nearly five hundred catties, after running wildly and willfully. The resulting power and collision force are so terrifying.

Not reconciled.

Nakano Erlang didn't expect that he would be so aggrieved that blood poured out from his mouth, his flesh and bones seemed to be turned into a puddle of flesh, and he was knocked into the air in a distorted posture that ordinary people can't do...

Snapped……

Following the force of the impact, a Japanese man behind him collided with him, and both fell to the ground.

Nakano Erlang no longer had a knife. In fact, he could no longer move his hands and feet. His bones were violent, his head was like a frost-beaten eggplant, hanging crookedly around his neck, and his body was twitching in conditioned reflex. More and more red blood gushed out of his eyes, his eyes gradually became dull, and he still hasn't reacted yet.

why why? Why is that?

Soon, he knew why.

Hu Kaishan was still running, the main reason was that he couldn't use the steel spear, he was afraid of accidentally injuring the sailors behind him, so he simply broke the can, and didn't bother to use his thirty-six-way spear technique. The most proud spear technique is to show what I have learned in my life, but it is urgent to follow the power!

He was crazy, like a wild bull rampaging, he stepped on Nakano Erlang's body.

Jiro Nakano was already destined

Not long after, but the lower body suddenly felt a feeling of being severely pressed down by a mountain.

The originally numb body suddenly reacted violently, and a huh... roar came out of his mouth.

it hurts...

Hu Kaishan naturally didn't care at all, he even felt that the steel spear was in the way, many swords fell on him, he didn't realize it, the protective power of the chain armor is amazing, especially the Japanese who seem to be extremely sharp, but are actually too thin The knife is interlocked with iron sheets like chains, so it is not bad if it does not curl the blade.

Hu Kaishan has knocked over dozens of Japanese people in succession, all of these people were knocked into the air, or picked up by Hu Kaishan with one hand, and hit the face with the other hand.

Boom...with half of his head missing, Hu Kaishan casually threw the breathless man away, and then roared and growled.

"The name is not worthy of the name, it is vulnerable!"

This is by no means a deliberate mockery, but his mother, bragging all day about how powerful the Japanese pirates are, how powerful they are, he thought there would be some kind of fierce battle, which could be a full-fledged battle.

But now it seems...it's really vulnerable!

In fact, the reason why people are afraid of Japanese pirates is because Japanese pirates are desperate and cruel.

And because the Ming army was slack, the guards in the south of the Yangtze River had long been decayed.

In terms of physical strength and combat effectiveness, or the ability to cooperate in combat, if the pirates encountered a real regular army, this group of pirates would actually be a joke at all.

Can people who are lonely overseas really have enough to eat? It's not sallow and emaciated, although it eats a little more than the military households, but it's also limited.

The horror of Japanese pirates is that they are not afraid of death, and that when they fight, they often use some Japanese wandering warriors as pioneers, and these people play the role of sharp knives.

Although these people have some so-called martial arts, they are not afraid of death.

But when faced with a group of troops who are full of food and drink, have nowhere to vent their energy, practice day and night, and don't dare to beat them to death, just like in history, they encountered Qi's army, and they had to be pressed to the ground and hanged portion.

At this time, Hu Kaishan was in the vanguard, and the screaming sailors from behind had rushed forward.

In Qi Jingtong's heart, he was actually desperate.

What about the agreed trio?

Shouldn't we set up a three-talent formation and fight well?

But looking at this posture, the eyes of the sailors were all red, as if they were crazy.

One by one, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, they stretched out their spears and stabbed them randomly.

This is almost a one-sided massacre.

The Japanese pirates have no chance or chance of winning.

Because in front of them is a group of people who are much stronger and stronger than them, their weapons are longer than theirs, and they are more fearless than them.

These sailors are really not afraid of death. Where there are many people, they seem to have a tacit understanding, and they will drill wherever they are, scrambling to be the first, and making all kinds of weird voices "one, two... seven..."

Or: "One point, two points... five points..."

Their measurement units do not seem to be uniform, and the vast majority of people are actually not very good at arithmetic, but this does not prevent them from falling into some kind of madness.

Moreover, they are full of energy and always maintain the highest morale. One rushes faster than the other, and the other is faster than the other. A good battle has been turned into a long-distance sprint by them.

Countless Japanese pirates were stabbed to death by spears before they approached.

They wanted to charge up with swords, but those sailors with strong arms and wolf shafts pushed them away with their swords.

The player holding the shield screamed excitedly, hid behind the shield, rushed like a headless chicken, and knocked him over.

The bird gun players in the rear team were in a hurry, there was no room for them to play, so they specifically looked for the Japanese who were alone, and did not load gunpowder. Like a watermelon, it was smashed and split, which was horrible.

In fact, the sailors really hated the Japanese pirates.

This is not just a matter of rewarding money, but these guys have delayed their own fishing. The brothers are hunting whaling well, but you come to make trouble. This is ruining people's jobs.

On the two wings, the rangers held sabers, and teams rushed out from the two wings, wandering back and forth, and drove back the Japanese pirates who wanted to escape like ducks. The horses they sat on were all good horses, and they supported the water village Fortunately, there is enough fodder to serve every day. People on horseback and flying horses go back and forth to look for Japanese people who are alone. Whenever there is a chance, they roar and attack.

It turned out that the high-spirited Japanese pirates... were desperate.

Shouldn't these Ming troops escape? These people... Who the hell are they... Why are they more ruthless than themselves? I'm living overseas, it's licking blood with a knife, to maintain my survival, but you... what are you talking about...

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