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Volume 1 Homeless Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Part 4)

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    Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Part 4) "Miyamoto Yuichi, sir, please give me some advice." Seeing that Zhang Songling agreed to give up his horse and compete with him on foot, the Japanese consultant raised the command knife between his eyebrows and solemnly paid tribute to the other party.  This guy was very polite, but he was not particular about his attacks. Before he finished speaking, he struck Zhang Songling with a diagonal chop from his head and behind his back, trying to split Zhang Songling into two pieces.  Having dealt with the Japanese for so many years, how could Zhang Songling be fooled by this man's superficial politeness? He quickly took half a step back, then stepped forward and wiped the opponent's throat.  "Yeah,,." ??Miyamoto Yuichi jumped away like a monkey, and then slashed left and right with his samurai sword, "Dang, dang." There were two crisp sounds, sparks flying, Zhang Songling blocked the monkey's blade, but before he could wait,  He jumped forward to counterattack, and the opponent took a few steps forward along a semi-arc route, and once again threw the blade towards the back of his neck.  "Dang." At the critical moment, Zhang Songling turned around and blocked Miyamoto Yuichi's killing move. He immediately stepped forward and slashed with the knife. The bright blade brought out a lightning strike in the sun and struck directly at the Japanese shoulder.  How dare Miyamoto Yuichi take it hard? He quickly jumped away and escaped before the blade reached his body. Then he jumped a few steps to the left and forward. The katana in his hand danced like a windmill, fast and urgent.  "Dangdang, Dangdang Dang, Dangdang Dangdang's crispy sounds poured up in the battle group.  Eyes, I was afraid that at the moment when my eyelids closed and opened, the competition was over and I missed the wonderful scene of the Japanese soldier being torn into pieces by Fatty Zhang.  However, what made them feel a little disappointed was that Zhang Songling in the battle group actually spent more and more time defending and less and less time attacking. However, the monkey-like Japanese consultant obviously succeeded and moved faster and faster.  The faster he walked, the faster he swung the knife. In the end, at least nine of the ten moves were attacking, and only the last move was left to barely defend, giving himself some room to recover his strength.  "No, Fatty Zhang is going to lose." Several half-grown boys couldn't hold it in any longer. They ran to the company leader Yang and tugged at the other party's clothes. "What are the rules for the kid? Just shoot him and kill him."  "That's right." Several girls also had red eyes and whispered, urging Lao Yang to shoot, "The hostage has been thrown aside by the little devil. As long as you kill him with one shot, we can rush over and take the hostage."  Grab it back." "Well," Captain Yang pressed his hand on the handle of the gun and murmured, "Wait a minute, I guess the fat man is showing weakness on purpose." "Japanese consultant Miyamoto Yuichi must have practiced swordsmanship.  Anyone with eyes can see it in modern times. However, Captain Yang, who is more or less an expert, cannot understand the moves used by Zhang Songling. Generally speaking, they are a bit like the Eight Breaking Blades of the Northwest Army.  But it's not exactly the same as the Eight Po-Feng Blades. There's a bit less flexibility in the steps, and the movements on the arms are simpler and crisper, and the force is extremely strong. Every time I hit the opponent's blade with the back of the blade, I can hit a large number of them.  Mars is coming.  "What are you waiting for? You are afraid of embarrassment. I'll come." Seeing that Captain Yang still refused to shoot, Yang Liu, who was already very familiar with Zhang Songling, became anxious. He stretched out his hand and was about to snatch the box of cannon from the opponent's waist.  However, another big hand pressed firmly on the back of her hand. When she raised her head, she saw a pair of strange and wild eyes, "Girl, don't worry." Li Laojiu had walked up to Captain Yang at some point.  He smiled, showing his teeth that were yellowed by smoke, "Fat man has never let everyone down. Besides, this cannon is the most difficult to aim. If you shoot it, it won't matter who you hit in the end." "You"  Yang Liu, who was almost crying, quickly took out his hand and stamped his feet hard at Li Laojiu, "You Kuomintang people". Before he could finish his scolding, a burst of violent cheers suddenly broke out from the crowd around him, and he quickly turned his head to look.  I saw Yuichi Miyamoto, who was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water. He was holding on to his katana and gasping for breath. Scarlet blood was dripping down the blade of the sword, and in the blink of an eye, a red pattern was formed on the ground.  puddle of blood.  "Zhang" Yang Liu's heart suddenly twitched, and he quickly turned his gaze to Zhang Songling, only to find that the latter calmly moved his arms a few times, and then smiled and invited Miyamoto Yuichi, "Come on, or you can take the initiative  There are two ways to admit defeat and have a caesarean section. It¡¯s your choice.¡± ¡°Yeah,¡± Miyamoto Yuichi jumped up and staggered towards Zhang Songling, who did not hesitate to slash with his left hand.  Then he took a half-step forward with his left foot and knelt on his right. He continued to swing the one-handed knife from the outside of his left arm to the upper left in a perfect arc, and then slashed diagonally from the upper left to the lower right. With a "dang" sound, Yuichi Miyamoto was struck.  The man and his knife hacked away more than two meters, stepped back a few steps, somersaulted and sat on the ground.    Before he could stand up again, Zhang Songling had already arrived with his sword. He slashed Huashan with a simple and extremely powerful blow. The blade carried the sound of wind and went straight to the little devil's door. Miyamoto Yuichi had to raise the katana above his head and reluctantly  After blocking this full blow, the injured arm spurted out a stream of blood again, and the muscles on his face continued to twitch.  "Dang." Zhang Songling slashed Huashan with another force, and then rushed to the top of the little devil, forcing the opponent to raise his knife to parry again, and then blood spurted out from the wound for the third time, making the little devil grin.  Zhang Songling, however, was unyielding when he had the upper hand. He chopped Huashan with one force, followed by another, chopping like vegetables. The height gap between the two sides was already very huge. Now that they were standing and the other was sitting, the difference was even greater.  The disparity, seen from the side, was like an adult lecturing a child. Soon, the kid Yuichi Moto couldn't hold on any longer. He simply threw himself forward, holding the katana that had been chopped into a saw, and went straight to Zhang Songling.  Xia Yin.  He was going to use this lose-lose method to force his opponent back and give himself a moment of breathing space. Unexpectedly, Zhang Songling was already on guard. He quickly twisted and retreated, dodged him, and immediately stepped on him.  On the back, the steel knife went from top to bottom, "Poof.", a huge head fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled more than half a foot away.  "Ah,,." ??Several female students were so frightened that they covered their eyes with their hands, and then quickly separated their fingers, staring at Zhang Songling closely through the gaps between their fingers. Their eyes were full of admiration, while several young boys patted them with relief.  They patted their chests, then straightened their faces and curled their lips slightly. No one could remember that just a few seconds ago, they were so nervous about Zhang Songling's safety that their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.  "Master Zhang is mighty." "Well done, Master Zhang." Li Laojiu and others from the independent camp were not as reserved as the young students. They raised their steel knives on horseback and cheered Zhang Songling loudly, as if the latter was  They were ordinary people and didn't care that the cavalry company of the Eighth Route Army was on the opposite side. They pressed their arms on the hilts of their knives one by one, their eyes full of vigilance, especially that of Company Commander Yang, who was accidentally touched by Li Laojiu while watching the battle.  , I was shocked and angry in my heart. Before the competition in the field was over, I had already transferred all my energy to the opponent, and might launch an attack at any time.  "Lao Yang, this is my old acquaintance, Deputy Battalion Commander Li of the Blackstone Independent Battalion." Zhang Songling was keenly aware of the faint hint of weirdness in the festive atmosphere around him, and quickly walked to Company Commander Yang and grabbed him.  He pulled Li Laojiu's hand towards Li Laojiu, who was very close at hand. "Back then, our Blackstone guerrillas and the Independent Battalion fought side by side against the Japanese many times. We had a life-and-death friendship with each other." "Salute." Company Commander Yang then gave a slight pause.  Feeling relieved, he took the initiative to give Li Laojiu a military salute.  "Don't dare, don't dare." Li Laojiu didn't know the origin of Captain Yang, so he immediately turned half sideways, and then handed over to him according to the etiquette of the world, "I didn't mean to disturb you just now, I was really afraid of the few people around you.  This little bitch couldn't keep her temper and took random actions, ruining Brother Zhang's reputation. We on the grassland are no better than what we say. We like to be poor and fastidious. If your reputation is ruined, no matter how big your background is, you won't be able to do anything.  It¡¯s ten thousand times more difficult.¡± In a few words, he not only explained the reason why he sneaked over just now, but also gave Captain Yang and others a beating, warning them not to think that they came from a big place just because they wanted to do it.  People in Blackstone Village do whatever they want. Company leader Yang was overly vigilant before. Now he knew that there was something behind the other party's words, so he could only pretend not to understand. He stepped back with a smile and cupped his hands in response, "Thank you very much, Battalion Commander Li, but just now  Even if you don't come forward to stop me, I won't let the students shoot casually. We have witnessed Captain Zhang's ability with our own eyes and have great confidence in him." "Two grown men were secretly fighting here, and we almost got into trouble just now.  The faces of the girls who were in trouble couldn't bear it anymore. They looked around and immediately rushed towards the hostages in the middle of the field. As they ran, they shouted: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you hurry up?"  Untie her and wear such a big bag on her head. She is suffocated. " Being interrupted by them, Li Laojiu lost interest in continuing to entangle with Captain Yang and quickly turned his head towards Zhang Songling.  He handed over his hand and said, "Captain Zhang rescued her, so Li will just be lazy once and ask your guerrillas to send her back to Prince Siqin. As for the corpses of these Japs, can you ask Captain Zhang to give her a face?"  , let me take the merits back to our superiors. You must also know that our Northern Route Army rewards military service very generously. I took photos of these corpses and sent them to our superiors. Our battalion commander¡¯s performance appraisal in the first half of this year was at least  If you can get one out of the way, you won't be rewarded. It's you who chased them down. Zhang just gave them the last blow. "Zhang Songling left a few corpses of the Japanese without any effect.  Think, simply agree.  From beginning to end, both sides only wanted to treat the captured puppet soldiers.? Not mentioned, as if those guys are just trash, not worth anyone's waste of water. However, the prisoners themselves are not willing to be completely ignored. They have a way of survival in the hands of the guerrillas, but if they fall in the hands of the independent battalion, they will lose almost half of their lives.  , while the soldiers guarding him were not paying attention, he quickly ran a few steps towards Zhang Songling, fell to his knees with a thud, and shouted loudly, "Master Zhang, Master Zhang, you just promised not to kill us." "Master Zhang, please, Qian  If you want to take us away, we are willing to join the guerrillas, and we are willing to commit crimes and make meritorious service. " "These people" Zhang Songling is always a little bit cruel to his compatriots, even if they become puppet soldiers, "Li Battalion Commander, I did do it just now.  Promise first, let them live as long as they surrender. " "You have the final say. I still think it's a waste of food to take them back." Li Laojiu waved his hand and gave all the puppet troops to Zhang Songling. "But it's up to you.  You have to be careful. These guys are all ignorant wolves. If you let them join the guerrillas, there is no chance that they will defect on the battlefield one day. " "No, no, we won't.  You can swear to the Immortal God. ""If we surrender to the Japanese again, we, our whole family will be struck by God's thunder." Before Zhang Songling could speak, a group of puppet soldiers rushed to make a poisonous oath.  If God's thunderbolt had worked, there would have been no evil people on the grassland. Zhang Songling shook his head slightly, thinking that the puppet army was singing. When he returned to Blackstone Village this time, he sat down in a hurry and continued to lead the cavalry company to the north. He didn't want to stay.  There were a lot of hidden dangers that put Fang Guoqiang in a difficult situation, so when Li Laojiu led the people from the independent battalion away, he planned to let these prisoners leave their guns and go away, so as not to waste any time on them.  As a result, this slightly disdainful smile made the puppet soldiers pale in fright. They all had pale faces and knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, "Master Zhang, Master Zhang, we, we really don't want to  "Don't you dare to have second thoughts?" "Please, please give us a way to survive." "We, we can, we can hand in the certificate. We, we know the reason why the little devil arrested Siqin's maid."  Knowing that it was the prisoner who suddenly gave up and shouted at the top of his lungs, all the prisoners immediately shut their mouths and plunged their heads into the grass. No one wanted to admit that the words came from their own mouth, but not Zhang Songling.  The deaf man also knew that Li Laojiu was not, so he could only smile at the latter and use his eyes to inquire about the other person's opinion.  "Siqin is closer to your guerrillas. You are responsible for the end. I will just go back with the corpse of the Japanese to report." Li Laojiu is definitely an open-minded person. According to the rules of the world, he will be chased by no matter how many horses he says.  Do not look back.  Zhang Songling understood that the other party was telling the truth, so he had to accept the favor first, called a few soldiers, and ordered them to pull the puppet soldiers up from the ground, take them aside to reorganize the team, and keep strict supervision. Then, he turned his head to the soldiers.  The hostage, who was being comforted by several girls, looked to see who he had saved just now.  Fortunately, he didn't turn around. When he turned around, the hostage caught his eye. The latter immediately raised his hand to wipe away his tears, jumped up from the ground, and walked towards him in three steps at a time.  Go away, pointing at his nose and crying loudly: "You finally looked at me, who cares about you coming to save me, woo woo, woo woo,, if I had known it was you, why not let me die at the hands of the little devil.  Well, aren't you afraid of ruining the reputation of the guerrillas? You Blackstone guerrillas are all heartless things, wuwuwu, uhwuwu."
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