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Chapter 51 Ghost in the Mountain

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    ? Northeast Pancake

    Category: matchlock gun

    ? Quality: normal

    Rate of fire: 1 round per minute

    ?Range: 200 meters

    Requirements: Over 50% of military technology specialization or over 65% of hot weapon specialization

    Li Yan fiddled with the long firecracker back and forth, slid his fingers across the hook on the handle of the gun, and then threw it to Wang Sheng.

    "My lord, this"

    Wang Sheng, who was still a little tender-faced, clenched his palms uneasily.

    "You are the youngest among the few of us, and you are self-defense."

    Deng Tianxiong, with fluttering hair, stepped in, bringing in a gust of cold wind.

    "Master Chief Banner, both bodies were thrown into the ice hole. There is no tail."

    Li Yan raised the sword of another ronin, and frowned slightly: "Then we can't stay longer"

    He looked at Deng Tianxiong: "The Japanese sword is not bad, are you used to it?"

    Deng Tianxiong scratched his head, smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'd better use our Daming's knife."

    "That's it."

    Li Yan didn't force it, this knife is well made, but if you are not used to it, it is better not to force it.

    "I can use it."

    A voice came from the fire.

    The speaker had deep wrinkles on his face, one left eye was blind, his face was like a piece of black and hard bark, and his stomach was wrapped round and round with cloth.  It looks a bit bloated.

    Others call him Diao Blind, an old acquaintance of Deng Tianxiong.

    "When I followed General Qi, I practiced the Japanese sword in his camp."

    "Old Diao, you are seriously injured, are you okay?"

    Li Yan asked.

    It wasn't that he was reluctant. Counting Li Yan himself, the nine Ming soldiers only had six swords in their hands. If something really happened, the one with the sword in his hand must have rushed forward.

    This man was one of the three seriously wounded out of ten people, and his belly was pierced with a long gun, so he was really not suitable for charging.

    "no problem."

    The man remained silent and didn't say much.

    Li Yan handed over the knife, he took it and wiped it with his sleeve, looked at it for a while, and suddenly spoke.

    "Master General Banner, that rogue has a high status"

    "How do you see it?"

    Lao Diao bit off a broken piece of skin on his purple-black lips, and said: "On the battlefield, the infantry soldiers of the formation system all carry long guns, and the Japanese pirates are the same. Many farmers and soldiers would rather tie a dagger on a long branch than  Willing to use a shorter sword, such a well-made sword is generally worn by people with higher status in the Japanese pirates, such as "Ashigaru" or even "Qimoto"."

    "Uncle Diao, I don't see that you know a lot about Japanese pirates."

    Wang Sheng made a joke.

    Lao Diao rolled his one eye.

    "When I was fighting Japanese pirates alone, you kid was still wearing crotch pants."

    "Bragging"

    Wang Sheng answered with some disbelief.

    The old Diao Jie Jie smiled strangely, and said flatly: "Compared with Li Zongqi's clean and neat swordsmanship, I am really not worth mentioning."

    Li Yan knew that the one-eyed old man was not lying. His military expertise was only 63%, which was considered average among this group of people, but he carried a skill with him.

    Killing like hemp (92100)

    Unlike He Andong, this is the era of cold weapons. Like the matchlock gun just now, it is not bad to be able to fire once a minute. When fighting, it is still the weapon in hand.

    In other words, ninety-two people.  Most of them were killed by this veteran with a knife or even with his bare hands!

    Although Wang Sheng is young, he is a good detective.

    Deng Tianxiong broke through the 70% barrier that Zhang Mingyuan failed to do.

    And this blind eye

    Li Yan rescued these people, each of them has its own uniqueness. Among the 3,000 people led by Zha Dashou, there are strong soldiers from Liaodong Town, and even the legendary Qi family army.

    Even if the information is wrong, and the enemy is underestimated, and such a team can be beaten to almost annihilation, the daimyo army that has gone through a hundred years of war in the Warring States Period does have its uniqueness.

    Li Yan doesn't know much about the Warring States Period that was sought after by countless Nihong people. He only remembers a name called Oni Heihachi.

    Tadakatsu Honda

    A sneer appeared on the corner of Li Yan's lips.

    Nihong Zhang Fei?

    "Song Tongyi"

    Li Yan spoke.

    theThe man wiping vegetable oil alone raised his head, after Li Yan's words.  He is much calmer, and he no longer pretends to be shivering, but keeps a cold face all the time.

    "We want to avoid Japanese pirates and go in the direction of the Yalu River. What is the right way?"

    Song Tongyi grabbed a handful of soil and wiped it with his finger hook. After a while, he also drew a similar topographic map.

    "Go from here, go around in a circle from the bottom of Sheshan Mountain, and there is a small bunker here. When the imperial court set up defense here, there were about 20 people. I don't know how the Japanese pirates arranged it, but there must be not many, so we can avoid them.  , more than half of the success."

    "It's too far away." Li Yan shook his head.

    "Wouldn't it be faster to follow the river?"

    Deng Tianxiong also interjected.

    "There are Japanese pirates by the river, don't drag me if you want to die."

    Song Tongyi sneered, and his attitude was much tougher.

    Deng Tianxiong was not angry either, he was a local and had studied.  Knowing better than myself, this is the best way to be a big soldier, listen to the persuasion

    "I don't think Sheshan is too dangerous, can you go through it directly?"

    Li Yan asked.  "

    Song Tongyi hesitated for a long time before hesitatingly said: "You can try, but it is very dangerous. The chance of being discovered is also high."

    "Long nights and many dreams."

    Li Yan has his own considerations. It takes time and effort to go around the mountain. Song Tongyi pointed out that the surrounding terrain is open, and the chance of being discovered by the Japanese pirates is indeed very small.  .

    Crossing Sheshan Mountain is not only fast, but even if it is discovered, the mountain road is rugged and the cavalry cannot enter, Li Yan still has the strength to fight.

    When Li Yan and others gathered around to point and point, the girl who helped her mother bring over a bowl of hot soup stayed aside, watched everyone pointing at the little bun and mumbling, and suddenly said something.

    "What did she say?" Song Tongyi had a strange expression on his face.  "It's nothing, Tongyan Wuji."

    Li Yan scratched his neck in annoyance, and the itchy feeling there has not subsided: "If you tell me, just say it."

    Song Tongyi said helplessly: "This little girl said that Sheshan is haunted by ghosts. Are you so serious about children?"

    "Ghost? My old Deng has lived for more than 30 years, and I have never seen it. If it is a male ghost, I will return it. If it is a female ghost, hehe"

    Deng Tianxiong disagreed.

    On the contrary, Diao Blind sucked his teeth:

    "Ghosts may be nonsense, but as the saying goes, when a country is about to perish, there will be evil spirits. Now people are dying everywhere here, so maybe there is something evil."

    Song Tongyi bit his lip. He didn't feel offended by the sentence that the country was about to perish, but the sentence that people were dying everywhere hit him in the heart.

    After the Japanese pirates entered the country, they massacred 60,000 people in Jinju alone.  Li Yan and the others walked all the way, and they saw many skinny and hungry corpses hanging on the trees covered with crows.

    "There are ghosts."

    Li Yan touched the tattoo on his chest indiscriminately.

    "That would be even better"

    ?It was night, and it was more than six hours before Li Yan and others left

    West of the city wall of Pyongyang, in a village with scattered high and low wash houses.

    "Then, Maba and the others broke away from the army and said they caught up with us, and then just died. How can I explain this to Mr. Kuroda?"

    The man is wearing a plain white Wu suit with light-colored cloud embroidery on it.

    The white neck and slender fingers smelled of sake, and he looked at the wet corpse in front of him with a bit of embarrassment on his elegant face.

    "The ones drifting along the glaciers were probably done by something like the Korean Volunteer Army." The warrior beside the man shrugged his shoulders.

    "It doesn't look like that gang of mobs who have dealt with the traces so cleanly." The man shook his head gently.  "It's the regular army."

    "Then, do you want to chase?" the samurai asked.

    "Of course, I will go in person and give it to five Chi Beis. There are not many of them, otherwise we will run into each other on the way here."

    The dry yellow bucket smashed into the well with a crackling sound.

    The cracked hemp rope crackled unbearably, and the clear well water leaked from the side of the bucket.

    The man grabbed the ladle and took a sip, it was cold and refreshing.

    He looked satisfied and beckoned. Two Japanese pirates grabbed a child under ten years old and threw them into the well with a plop.

    "Fill it up."

    After the man finished speaking, he turned around, and behind him was a wildly burning flame.

    He squatted down, ran his index finger across the corpse's throat and put it into his mouth.

    The clean nails were covered with frozen blood, and the entrance was sharp.

    He looked surprised.

    "What a fast knife." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)?? Crouching down, ran his index finger across the corpse's throat and put it into his mouth.

    The clean nails were covered with frozen blood, and the entrance was sharp.

    He looked surprised.

    "What a fast knife." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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