?The narrow and difficult trail makes the vehicle useless, the horseshoe trampled down, splashing a piece of muddy water, a heavy rain last night made this wild mountain road off the main road look extra muddy!
At this moment, Yoshikazu Yamamoto, who was in a mess, was running away crazily, and the gunshots coming from behind him made him dare not relax in the slightest.
"Damn, damn! You gangsters!!!"
It is no exaggeration to say that Yoshikazu Yamamoto could not have imagined that even a second before all this happened, he would fall into this situation!
Yamamoto Yoshikazu, who finally escaped from the capital, was directly attacked by the rebels. A group of soldiers who were responsible for protecting his safety died one after another during the breakout process. At this moment, the only guards around him were Only one person! But there is still more than half of the journey to the city where the Army's Thirteenth Army Corps is stationed
While thoughts were spinning, another burst of gunshots rang out.
At that moment, Yoshikazu Yamamoto only heard a cry, "Be careful, His Majesty the Emperor!" '
The guard on another horse flew over and threw him down on the muddy ground.
And almost at the same time, the two horses, which were still running wildly, were shot into sieves by the dense bullet rain on the spot.
It is entirely conceivable that if the guard's movements had been slowed down by a second, his fate would have been exactly the same as those of the two war horses!
"How are you, Your Majesty the Emperor?"
Even though that fall, even with the guards guarding him, still made him feel like he was about to fall apart, but Yoshikazu Yamamoto knew in his heart that this was not the time to be hypocritical, and he had to find a way to escape quickly. .
As a result, in the next second, his expression froze
"Hey, hello! Takeda, you"
The blood spilled from Takeda's body quickly soaked his clothes, and the blood on his hands made Yamamoto Yoshikazu's pupils shrink like needles in an instant.
"Are you shot?"
According to Takeda's original skill, it may not be difficult to dodge the round of shooting just now, but Yoshikazu Yamamoto couldn't do it. At that moment just now, in order to protect Yoshikazu Yamamoto, he could only choose to use Use your own body to block those bullets.
Human life is tenacious, but sometimes it is fragile. At this moment, Takeda is more aware of his physical condition than anyone else.
Several bullets have already injured his internal organs. One of them seems to have hit his lungs, making him unable to breathe smoothly. He opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Look at this The situation is probably not far from death, right?
Just as he was thinking this way, the sound of horseshoes getting closer and closer to them made Takeda instantly alert.
"His Majesty, hug your head."
"What?"
At that moment, before he could react, Takeda, who was seriously injured, pushed him directly.
Yoshikazu Yamamoto, who was unprepared at the time, lost his balance on the spot and fell directly from the narrow mountain path.
The slippery slopes and cliffs made it impossible for him to stand on his feet. At the same time, this sudden situation made him lose his ability to think all of a sudden. In his mind, only the reminder from Takeda just now remained, which made him instinctively protect his head. .
And at the same time, the pursuers led by Miyamoto Shingen arrived later, their eyes turned over the slope and cliff below, and then quickly fell on Takeda.
Holding on to his body that was almost seriously injured after being shot several times in a row, Takeda stood up unsteadily, then took a step forward, slightly putting his hand on the samurai sword at his waist.
Takeda Yidaosai! This is the first samurai in Fusang, the man who was dubbed the "Sword Master", and also the personal guard of their emperor. His name often appears in history textbooks together with their emperor. In terms of people, it can almost be said to be a legendary figure.
But now, this legendary character looks so weak, even he only needs to let the soldiers under his command continue to shoot, and he can easily kill the opponent, or just let it go, the opponent may It is not far from death.
However, at the moment when the eyes of the other party collided, Miyamoto Shingen did not choose to do this, but said to the few soldiers beside him
"Go after His Majesty the Emperor."
After finishing speaking, Miyamoto Shingen got off his horse, and at the same time put his right hand on the samurai sword at his waist.
"If possible, I really want to fight against you in your prime.This time, it's not like it is now, but in the current situation, it is impossible to let you go. It seems that there is one more regret in my life. "
Hearing this, Takeda Ittosai's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He had no strength to speak, and the several gunshot wounds on his body were making his blood overflow, and he could feel his life , is being pulled away bit by bit, death is approaching him, no matter how strong the strong man is, he can't compete with him!
Time passed by second by second, and the unstoppable blood continued to drip down his wound.
The opponent in front of him is very strong. Just looking at his posture, he can clearly feel that he has no flaws, so he can't find a chance to make a knife at all. This makes the two sides have always been in a stalemate. .
However, according to his current physical condition, if this continues, he may not even have the strength to draw a knife.
At this moment, Takeda Ittosai couldn't help resonating strongly with Miyamoto Shingen's words just now. It's really a pity that he can't fight against such an opponent in his prime!
The moment the thought fell, the two of them drew their swords almost at the same time!
Knife out of sheath! Under the gloomy sky, the sharp blade still exudes a cold light.
"One-shot style! Iai!!!"
Between the electric light and the flint, the staggered light of the knife almost completely tore apart this dim mountain road. After a single knife, the figures on both sides of the mountain road were separated, life and death were already separated.
"This is, it's really a pity"
In this murmur that almost only he could hear, Takeda Ittosai, a generation of swordsman in Fusang, fell weakly into the muddy water below him.
At the same time, Miyamoto Shingen, who was slowly retracting the saber posture, had a complicated expression on his face. He flicked the blood on the blade, and then with a flip of the wrist, he retracted the saber with a backhand, neatly. The samurai sword that had beheaded a generation of sword masters was slowly retracted into the scabbard at his waist.
"Yes, it's a pity"
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