Chapter 863 Bloody Jeolla Road (7)

Strength comes out through the body.

This made Tang Chuan ecstatic.

He is not a three-year-old child, the food is a little bit, but he still has the ability to kill.

Unfortunately, the elation didn't last long.

As the sentence "The enemy general has been defeated" settled like a declaration of victory, a puff of smoke exploded around Shimadzu Tadahiro.

boom!

The explosion didn't have any lethality, but Tang Chuan, who was frightened, did not hesitate at all, and immediately raised the last bit of strength, and flashed behind Lu Li at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, the boss is in front, and more than a hundred gold-armored soldiers are behind, what will Shimadzu Tadahiro, a brat, do to kill himself?

Thinking of this, Tang Chuan couldn't help laughing out the sense of joy and indescribable sense of security for the rest of his life after the catastrophe:

"It's just gravel, not half as good as the boss."

"Quickly bind your hands and feet, kneel down and beg for mercy, brat, the gap between you and the big brother can no longer be described as worlds apart."

Quotations from Secondary 2 reverberate in the mountains and forests.

Regarding what he said, any member of the class who saw it actually thought it was quite reliable.

After all, Lu Li's combat prowess in the virtual warehouse battle was obvious to all, and it was hard to be dragged down by the mere hundreds of people in front of him.

But Lu Li raised his finger to the tip of his nose, signaling this guy to shut up.

There is no way, he is afraid of poisonous milk.

I still remember the public execution of the teaching assistant, and the scene of Tang Chuan's blood-tortured corpse in front of the whole class: this guy first laughed wildly, then licked the blade, and finally ate half of the worm into his stomach. Kick yourself out.

In fact, with Lu Li fully activated, he can really abuse the group of people in front of him, especially the ancient Zhu Yan...

However, as it is said in many film and television dramas, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't be defeated by the plot. If he gets too close to Tang Chuan and suffers some kind of dimensionality reduction attack, then there is no reason for it.

"..."

Tang Chuan was helpless, he naturally thought about what Lu Li was worried about, and it was because of this that he felt helpless.

At every critical moment, I can't help but want to say a few bad words, how can I solve it?

"The combat power is so exaggerated, you should not be an unknown person."

At the same time, the smoke receded.

Shimadzu Tadahiro, who was originally sitting on horseback, appeared next to an ancient tree in the distance, and a pierced wooden stake appeared in the area where he was standing.

Substitution?

Not only did this word pop out of Lu Li's mind, but so did Tang Chuan. At this moment, a boy with short blond hair, blue eyes, and six beard-like textures on both sides of his cheeks appeared in his mind.

"Nanyuan Ming army guard Lu Li?" Shimadzu Tadadeshi said to himself, "It should be. I didn't expect to catch a big fish. It is really His Majesty the Emperor and Lord Hideyoshi who blessed him."

Hearing this, Tang Chuan subconsciously wanted to be sarcastic, but the sudden outbreak of fighting prevented him from being distracted.

I saw the smooth and quiet void, suddenly set off ripples, two figures appeared in front of my eyes, one on the left and one on the right, holding a weapon similar to the Emei thorn, attacking with the momentum of thunder.

"You think so highly of me."

Tang Chuan looked around while avoiding the ninja holding a kunai.

The sky fell and a tall man held it up.

As long as Lu Li is still around, the sky will not collapse.

Almost at the same time, a blue light shot up from Lu Li's body, and it became more and more intense.

And the Sirius manifested behind him sank slowly, completely overlapping with it.

As for the raid?

As soon as the four ninjas hiding in the void emerged, they were squeezed into a red and white paste-like substance by an invisible force.

It is undeniable that ninjas can play a huge role at certain moments, but the battlefield is always the stage for armored soldiers, samurai and generals.

Of course, those Satsuma warriors couldn't stop Lu Li at all. They talked about cutting melons and vegetables, which was a bit belittling of the so-called showmanship, but he did kill each one, and his efficiency was extremely exaggerated. Eight headless corpses.

It can only be said that it is better than the yellow turban thieves in the world of the Three Kingdoms.

At that time, generals who had awakened their fighting spirit could instantly penetrate a hundred with one blow, and a bug of Lu Bu's level could penetrate a thousand with one stroke. It was as easy as flipping the palm of the hand. In a few breaths, they could easily pick several phalanxes in succession.

Now, Lu Li blocked hundreds of warriors, and every time he swung the iron halberd, he could only harvest about ten lives, which could be regarded as a retreat in disguise.

The premise is not to count other forces, and look at the problem from the perspective of a pure general.

Frankly speaking, in this small-scale battle, Lu Li didn't plan to use Taoism. He could use some great supernatural powers to bring out his fighting spirit to the limit, and he would be able to deal with this brat Shimadzu Tadahiro and the 800 family warriors he led.

"kill."

With a simple whisper, a violent force surged up around Lu Li, and the warrior who tried to get close was thrown away on the spot, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"The so-called manifest flow, is it like Epiphyllum? Moreover, I don't think it is so amazing. It is either a wild boar or a black bear. Do you usually visualize these things?"

The black-maned horse stepped lightly and came to Shimadzu Tadahiro. At this moment, this little ghost has merged with the ghost warrior floating above the battle formation, and his combat power has been significantly increased.

Presumably, it was precisely this reason that prevented him from running away immediately. No, in the words with the characteristics of the island country, it should be:

Strategic move in.

Going forward is advancing, and retreating is also advancing, but the direction of advancing is different.

"Is that man a secret agent arranged by you?"

Shimadzu Tadahiro licked his slightly dry lips, looked away from the man in front of him, and then looked at Tang Chuan who was hiding behind:

"Pu Sang, I'm going to treat you politely on the next road. I didn't expect you to be so secretive that you stabbed me in the back just now."

"Aren't you guilty of being so cruel?"

"Fuck you."

Tang Chuan shook off the ninja blood sticking to his hand, and gave Shimadzu Tadahiro a raised middle finger:

"I'm not surnamed Pu, kid, you can't speak official Ming Ming, which decent man would name him Pu Zhenghuan?"

Sarcasm skill points are full.

Lu Li had no intention of explaining the misunderstanding.

"Little devil, stop talking nonsense."

"You attack first."

The black-maned horse was big, and together with its owner it looked down on Shimadzu Tadahei, and the fifteen-year-old young samurai rode a short Japanese horse, which did not look obtrusive.

Even though Lu Li puts his attitude very high, no one thinks he is too arrogant.

After a lot of consumption just now, nearly a hundred Satsuma warriors died, and the remaining ones were damaged in fighting spirit, and they obeyed the arrangements of the young master Shimadzu Tadahiro at any time.

Outside the battlefield, there were only two hidden ninjas left. They held Kunai and kept wandering around the periphery. What they were thinking was not to assassinate Lu Li, but to take Zhong Heng away at a critical moment.

Even his own people are not optimistic about this battle of generals and generals, thinking that Shimadzu Tadahiro will lose.

The result is of course no suspense.

But Zhongheng didn't think so. To be more precise, he had put victory and defeat, life and death aside, and only the word "fight" remained in his mind.

To be honest, this is a very ideal state, not only able to explode with full strength, but also to perform at a super level.

"OK くぞ!"

Under the order, no samurai charged again, because this is what Tadahiro Shimadzu told himself.

Amidst the roar, a stream of red light slammed into Lu Li. It didn't have any murderous intent, but the previous experience of fighting against Satsuma warriors has proved that it takes a long time to gather momentum for this kind of martial skill. Once pulled out, it is lore. .

In other words.

If the enemy doesn't die, he will be in danger.

A hundred steps... Ten steps... Three steps...

Lu Li counted silently, hoping that it would be a flash in the pan. The previous attacks of these warriors were really lackluster, so he hoped that the fifteen-year-old kid in front of him could surprise him.

In an instant, the light of the knife flickered.

A bright color appeared in the line of sight, like a churning ocean wave, and then a whale tail appeared.

Japan is located on the sea, and there are no land beasts. According to cognition, the most powerful creature is the giant whale. Of course, the whale does represent the limit of power in a certain sense.

clang!

Flames flickered.

A bright white light flew out.

There was a gap in the iron halberd.

Half of the handed down samurai sword remains.

Shimadzu Tadahei turned his eyes and saw blood flowing down the halberd's edge. The state of selflessness disappeared, and a thought appeared in his mind:

die.

According to the practice left over from the Warring States Period, I should recite a desperate poem, but Shimadzu Tadahiro didn't prepare it. He was only fifteen years old, so how could this day come so early.

As he was dying, his lips moved:

"The rice in the world is exhausted, and the water is exhausted, and Nirvana is greeted."

Of course, this was not done by Shimadzu Tadahisa on the spur of the moment, but a desperate poem he borrowed from his uncle Shimadzu Yoshihisa. After all, death is a major event in life, and it is uncomfortable not to say something.

As for why he didn't borrow it from his father Yoshihiro Shimadzu, it's because his father is not dead yet, and he may need it in the future.

And Uncle Yoshihisa...

Although the blood relationship between the two is close, the other party married his daughter Guishouji to him and is still alive, but he doesn't like Guishouji, and he hates this uncle who adopted him as his adopted son, so he simply snatched Juemingshi.

The dead are the greatest!

It's okay for an old bone who has never stepped into the peninsula battlefield and spent the rest of his life to think about it, right?

It's a pity that I couldn't personally write this song as a scarlet sentence...

In just a short moment, Shimadzu Tadahiro thought too much, and his body fell from the horse irretrievably.

"What did this brat talk about for a long time?" Lu Li retracted his iron halberd and looked sideways at Tang Chuan, curiously saying, "You come to translate."

"Drain all the rice, food and water in the world, and welcome Nirvana after all kalpas."

Looking at Tadahiro Shimadzu, who was lying on the ground with his butt pouted, Tang Chuan said:

"As far as I know, this should be his uncle, father-in-law and adoptive father, Shimadzu Yoshihisa's deadly poem more than ten years later.

It is estimated that this kid is not good at writing, and he can't think of any good words. Usually, when he sees the elders practicing calligraphy, or chanting in a low voice, he mentions this poem, and simply steals it and uses it. "

"Inbreeding? What a messy relationship."

Lu Li sighed.

Then, he turned his attention to the group of Satsuma warriors. They seemed unwilling to live, and launched the last charge.

There was no suspense. After Lu Li went all out, the group of warriors from southern Japan all died.

The bloody battlefield is littered with corpses.

From the beginning to the end, the group of golden armored soldiers did not make a move, which perfectly explained what the background version is.

Ahead, there were two streams of black smoke that gradually solidified.

The ninja who failed to save Shimadzu Tadahiro did not take the initiative to come to die, but bowed deeply and said humbly:

"General, please allow us to take away the young master's body."

As they spoke, the two of them turned their hands inward, leaned forward, and slammed their foreheads heavily on the ground, and kept this posture all the time.

It wasn't until Lu Li pondered for a moment that he nodded in agreement and said:

"Tell Shimadzu Yoshihiro that the person who killed his son Shimadzu Tadahiro was the guard of Nanyuan in the Ming Dynasty."

"yes."

The two ninjas immediately agreed, and then carried the corpse away one after the other.

In fact, from the very beginning, Lu Li had no intention of killing people, otherwise, who would pass false news to Yoshihiro Shimadzu, who led an army of 10,000, and even the commander-in-chief of the Left Route Army, Ukita Hideo's family?

Not long.

The forest returned to silence.

After confirming that the ninja had completely disappeared and there was no other breath around, Tang Chuan had a flattering smile on his face:

"Thank you, sir, for saving your life."

"It's easy to do."

Lu Li waved his hand, motioning for him to continue, and asked instead, "What's your plan next?"

"You must be messing with the boss. If you say a word, I dare to break into the mountains of swords and seas of fire. This cheap life is yours."

"..."

Talking to a guy is especially easy to make a show. It is clear that he is fighting against the Japanese invaders and killing himself for benevolence.

wrong!

The Liangshan hero did not speak like this, calling himself a cheap man.

"In this world, just follow me carefully. All three thousand Korean soldiers guarding Namwon City will be under your command."

"North Korean militia..."

Tang Chuan was lost.

"The North Korean camp you chose yourself, what else do you think, the Liaodong cavalry will obey the orders of the North Koreans?"

A question smoothed Tang Chuan's temper.

As the suzerain country, facing the North Koreans, the generals and even the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty never lacked arrogance. How could they obey Park Zhenghuan's command.

That's right, Tang Chuan didn't forget who he was, and even if Lu Li wanted to cover it up, he couldn't.

"Well, North Koreans are North Koreans."

"In command of three thousand soldiers."

After explaining a few words to himself, this guy regained his former vitality.

At this time, Lu Li added in a timely manner:

"Among this group of North Korean soldiers, there are hundreds of Ming soldiers, all of whom were former soldiers under my command. Having them mixed in will greatly improve their combat effectiveness."

Sure enough, Tang Chuan was in a better mood.

The boss commanded three thousand Liaodong cavalry.

I command 3,000 Korean infantry, plus more than 100 elite Liaodong cavalry.

To round it up, I am better than the boss in some respects.

Smiles bloom.

Next to him, Lu Li didn't know what this guy had come up with, so he directly ordered:

"You are responsible for collecting the heads of these Japanese samurai. Go anywhere and catch a monster and let it carry it on its back."

"Namwon City also has a North Korean defense general named Jin Jinglao. His strength is on par with yours. If you don't make some achievements in battle, you may not be able to convince everyone."

Reasonable and convincing.

Tang Chuan was moved. He didn't expect Lu Li to be so kind to him and considerate so thoroughly. He said repeatedly:

"Thank you for cultivating the boss."

"Thank you for cultivating the boss."

There is an illusion of chaos in the Republic of China.

With a sigh, Lu Li murmured, "Speak less in the future, behave well, don't be thankful, and when it's time to die in battle, just don't hesitate."