Then, without looking behind him, he faced forward.

The next breath, the two patriots behind him fell to the ground one after another, no longer alive.

Saito flicked his left wrist to shake off the remaining blood on the blade.

Sooner or later, the knife skills without leakage reappeared.

With a "chirp" sound, Saitoichi's sword swept forward and chopped off the head of the enemy in front of him.

Before the head fell, Saito pulled his left foot back, tilted his body and hands to the left, and the blade that turned back slashed towards the body of another lofty idealist with a "swish".

"Uh...!"

"Ahhh...! Oooohhh...!"

Two groans sounded out in no particular order.

It turned out that there was a shotgun wielder, and the man standing directly in front of Saito also staggered and fell to the ground.

Saito Ichi, who is over 1.8 meters tall, has long hands and long legs, has an unusually wide attack range.

In such a narrow corridor, his casual slashes can cover two people or even multiple people without any effort.

In the blink of an eye, another person pounced in front of Saitoichi.

However... he suffers from his lack of height and his attack range is not as good as Saito's.

As soon as he took a step forward, his waist was cut into two pieces, his head and hands hung down feebly, the knife in his palm fell to the ground with a clang, and his body shook a few times and then collapsed.

Saito Ichi is a rare "left-handed swordsman".

When fighting side by side with a left-handed swordsman, as long as you cooperate properly, you will definitely have a very comfortable experience.

Nagakura Shinpachi's arrangement is the best formation when working with left-handed swordsmen - right-handers stay on the right and attack on the right, and left-handers stay on the left and attack on the left.

Because each has a different dominant hand, even if they fight side by side, each other's attacks will not easily interfere with each other.

With strong personal strength and a favorable formation... Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito Kazuo's offensive can be described as "cutting through the mess with a quick knife."

The slashers were running, leaping, and attacking, becoming more and more courageous as they fought.

The slain were wailing, defeated, and dying, helpless to resist.

When the number of patriots...or rather the number of survivors dropped to less than five fingers, they completely lost their will to fight and turned around and fled.

However, Saito Kazuo, who was known for his speed, caught up with them in just two steps.

The sharp blade of Ikeda Kijinmaru Kunishige, who lived in Sheshu, swept through thousands of troops and struck at the backs of the escapees.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded.

Those pairs of legs and feet that were escaping in a hurry were still running forward, but the parts they carried - the parts above the severed waist, flew out diagonally under the action of inertia.

In the corridor where the shouts of killing Zhentian just ten seconds ago were now the only two tiger and wolf generals still standing safely.

Blah blah blah...

At this time, dense footsteps came from behind the two people from far to near.

"Team, Captain! Whoosh...! Whoosh...! I finally caught up with you!"

The members of the 2nd and 3rd divisions of the Shinsengumi Batto Squadron appeared sparsely and rushed to Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito Ichi.

"You guys are so slow!"

Nagakura Shinpachi curled his lips, showing dissatisfaction.

"The fighting here is over, and you are just late."

"Captain, you rushed too fast!"

"You are too slow!"

At this time, Saitoichi interjected in a tone that was neither sad nor happy:

"Tonight's battle is not over yet, let's talk about it later."

Nagakura Shinpachi was startled for a moment, then nodded:

"Well, Saito, you are right. Soldiers of the second team! Keep attacking! This time, don't fall behind again! Our target is Ayase Taichi's head!"

“Oh oh oh oh—!”

Saito turned his head and said calmly to the soldiers of the third division:

"Team 3, follow me closely."

"yes!"

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…

The main formation of Kusunoki Group, another place——

"Fourth Squadron, follow me. If anyone retreats from the battle, I will kill him."

Chonk, bang, bang, bang... Serizawa duck slowly pulled out the saber from his waist.

Right in front of him, eight patriots were holding sharp swords, getting into fighting postures, and were ready.

Someone bravely shouted:

"Who is coming?! Tell me your name!"

"A true loyal and patriotic man, captain of the fourth division of the Shinsengumi Batto Squadron, Kamo Serizawa."

At the same moment as the words fell, it was as if the greatest power was concentrated. Serizawa Kamo's spring-like body shrank together in an instant, and then leaped into the sky without a run-up!

The sword was raised high above the head, blocking the moonlight, and a cold shadow was cast on the faces of the patriots full of fear.

In the blink of an eye, Serizawa Kamo's huge body fell down and landed firmly among the patriots.

Just before returning to the ground, his knife struck out like lightning, carrying the gravitational potential energy of the knife, and directly shattered someone's Tianling Cap.

Immediately afterwards, he used his right foot as a pivot and slashed the person behind him to the ground with a knife.

When he took the knife back, another person, Tianling Gai, took a hit from him.

Then, there was only a "bang" sound, and the muffled sound of punching flesh suddenly rang in the air - Serizawa's fist hit the other person's chest hard. It turned out that his knife stabbed the person's chest.

Looking over his back, he could only see his fists and the handle of the knife.

In the blink of an eye, four people were knocked to the ground by Serizawa Duck, who was chopping melons and vegetables.

"Ah? Is this all the people from Kyoto are capable of?"

Serizawa twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a disdainful expression, looking around as if he was the enemy of the whole world.

The few patriots who were still alive were all so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and they hesitated to move forward, neither daring to advance nor to retreat.

To deal with them, Serizawa Kamo no longer needs to take action.

"Kill ah ah ah!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill! Kill!"

The soldiers of the Fourth Division were like a flood, covering them up like wolves and tigers.

Wails and begging for mercy first flourished and then declined...

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at the same time--

"...Xiao Si, we seem to be alone, where are we?"

Qingdeng swept his eyes and looked around.

"Hmm... I don't know. I just know that we are still on the second floor."

While wiping away the glistening beads of sweat hanging on his chin, the Souji turned his head sideways and looked behind him.

"Oh, Mr. Tachibana, we seem to have worked too hard..."

As she spoke, she showed a strange expression that was half a smile but not a smile.

I saw that the floor behind this pair of old partners who had a perfect tacit understanding was covered with a thick layer of dead bodies, with almost no place to stay...

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PS: According to historical facts, there have always been different opinions on "who is the strongest swordsman of the Shinsengumi", but no matter how they are ranked, the top three are always Okita Souji, Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito Kazuo.
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