Hu Kaishan's eyes were like torches, looking at the Japanese pirates not far away, as if he was looking at his prey.

He took the lead and ran with a hundred kilograms of armor on his body. This set of armor was placed in the Franchis, which was the legendary heavy cavalry. In the east, it was the rumored Tiefutu. It was worn by ordinary people and it was difficult for them to move, let alone run.

Therefore, even heavy armor in the West must be fought on horseback, fixed on horseback like canned food, holding a rifle in your hand, and launching a charge. During this process, people are almost unable to move.

But Hu Kaishan ran so hard that the wind was shining. The chain armor on his body rubbed and made a sound of metal and iron. The steel spear in his hand swayed like an arm and danced like a human-shaped tank.

In an instant, Hu Kaishan had arrived.

I just saw it from afar, especially when Hu Kaishan was still, the Japanese pirates didn't think anything, but they just felt that this person was just as strong as a cow. Due to their long-term neglect of the Ming army, they naturally would not take Hu Kaishan seriously.

But at this time, as it got closer, it was as fast as a leopard, as well as a burly figure as an iron tower, and the faint blue light reflected from the chain armor on his body.

Suddenly... it turned out to be strange and gave people a suffocating feeling.

When Japanese pirates fight, they pay the most attention to momentum.

They yelled, and Hu Kaishan also yelled. Hu Kaishan's roar shook the rubble and directly suppressed their voices.

At this time... it's approaching.

Jiro Nakano pursed his lips tightly, feeling frustrated. His eyes were like lightning, and he had already seen Hu Kaishan's weakness. It was under his waist and ribs, and there was a position where the chain armor was not covered.

Jiro Nakano was ecstatic and wanted to strike immediately, but he did not act recklessly, but was very calm.

He is in Japan, and he is known as a sword flowing, and his sword skills are extremely fast! He holds the Japanese sword in his hand with both hands. Seeing the burly man approaching, the terrifying momentum makes him unable to breathe, but Nakano Erro's eyes are like torch. He first raises the sword high, which is a false move, deliberately trying to let Hu Kaishan defend his way, and then slash it down with one knife.

Only in this flash, the two sides were close at hand.

A cold tip flashed through Jiro Nakano's eyes, and a smile of success subconsciously appeared on his lips. Sure enough, the other party was trapped.

Your own sword is faster than the wind. You can kill it with just one knife.

He began to move, moving as if he was out of a rabbit.

When I think of the burly man in front of me, I can become a ghost under my sword in a blink of an eye.

This... should be considered an amazing achievement.

In this blink of an instant, Nakano Jiro's long sword slashed through Jinghong. His sword was too fast, so fast...

Bang...

Just as the daughters were in the middle of the journey, the two people's bodies collided.

That's right, that's how it should be. With this moment of contact, the knife penetrated into his fatal weakness.

I'll have a sword to flow into the middle of the world...

What……

Suddenly, Jiro Nakano felt a little confused.

He felt something was wrong.

The other party did not block at all, nor did he stop rushing, but continued... and ran quickly, and then directly banged, colliding violently.

The knife in Jiro Nakano's hand... stopped.

Because... he felt that he had no strength left.

A fishy smell came out of his throat, and then he began to cough up blood from his mouth. Obviously, this collision was not simple.

Jiro Nakano clearly felt that the bones all over his body were as if they were falling apart.

Before he could complete the last blow, he showed his sword technique, and he could only feel, hey... hey... my sternum, my ribs... my shoulder bones... seemed to be broken.

The ribs made an inaudible giggle, and after it broke, it penetrated into the lungs.

I...my knife.

The knife has fallen.

He knew nothing about strength and had no way of knowing that a human tank with a full body of leather armor, holding dozens of kilograms of steel spear, weighing 300 kilograms, combined with a total body of nearly 500 kilograms, produced so much power and impact force after running willfully.

Not willing to give up.

Jiro Nakano didn't expect that he was so frustrated that he was so frustrated that he gushed out of his mouth, and his flesh and blood seemed to have turned into a pool of meat paste, and was immediately knocked away in a twisted posture that ordinary people could not do...

Bang...

With the impact, a Japanese man behind him collided with him, and both of them landed on the ground.

Jiro Nakano had no knife. In fact, his hands and feet were no longer able to move. His bones were violent, his head was like eggplant beaten by frost, hanging crookedly around his neck. His body was twitching in a conditioned reflex manner, constantly twitching, and blood was gushing out of his mouth. His eyes gradually became unconscious and he had not yet reacted.

Why, why? Why is this?

Soon, he knew why.

Hu Kaishan was still running, mainly because the steel spear could not be used, and he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt the sailors behind him, so he simply broke the can and was too lazy to make his thirty-six-way spear method. Although this is a pity, he could not use his most proud spear method to spread his life's learning, but he was in a hurry to take power!

He was as crazy as a bull rushing around and stepped on Jiro Nakano.

Jiro Nakano has been dead for a while, but suddenly, he felt like he was being pressed down by a mountain.

The originally numb body suddenly reacted violently and a roar came out of her mouth.

It hurts...

Hu Kaishan naturally didn't care at all, and even felt that the steel spear was in the way. Many swords were slashing at him. He didn't realize that the chain armor had amazing protection, especially the Japanese swords that seemed extremely sharp but were actually too thin. When they encountered chain-like iron pieces that were linked together, it would be nice if they didn't roll the blade.

Hu Kaishan had knocked over dozens of Japanese people in succession. All of these people were knocked away, and Hu Kaishan picked up with one hand and hit the door with the other.

Dong... Half of his head was gone, Hu Kaishan threw away the angry person, and then let out a roar and roar.

"It's not worthy of its name, it's vulnerable!"

This is definitely not intentional ridicule, but fucking, he boasted that the Japanese pirates are powerful. As a powerful bird comes, he thought there would be some fierce battle that could be a full battle.

But now it seems...it's really vulnerable!

In fact, the reason why people are afraid of Japanese pirates is because Japanese pirates are desperate people and are very cruel.

Because of the slackness of the Ming army, the guards in the south of the Yangtze River have long been corrupt.

But in terms of physical strength, combat effectiveness, or combat cooperation ability, if the Japanese pirates encounter a real regular army, this group of pirates is actually a joke.

Can people who are lonely overseas really have enough food? They are not as pale as the face, thin as the skin. Although they eat more than military households, their good things are limited.

The terror of the Japanese pirates is that they are not afraid of death, and when they fight, they often use some Japanese wandering warriors as vanguards, and these people play the role of sharp swords.

Although these people have some so-called martial arts, they are not afraid of death.

But when faced with a group of troops who had enough food and drink, had nowhere to vent their energy, practiced day and night, and were so stupid that they were not beaten to death, just like in history, they encountered the Qi family army, and were only beaten to the ground in a variety of ways.

At this time, Hu Kaishan was the vanguard, and the sailors who were screaming from behind had already rushed forward.

Qi Jingtong's heart was actually desperate.

Where is the agreed three-talent formation?

Shouldn’t we set up the three-talent formation and fight well?

But judging from this posture, the sailors' eyes turned red, as if they were crazy.

One by one, they swept the fallen leaves like the autumn wind, and spears were thrust out, and they could thorn randomly.

This is almost a one-sided slaughter.

The Japanese pirates had no chance or chance of winning.

Because in front of them were a group of people who were much stronger than them, had much stronger bodies, had longer weapons, and were less afraid of death than them.

These sailors are really not afraid of death. There are many people there. They seem to have a tacit understanding and go somewhere, rushing to the top, and all kinds of strange sounds are made from their mouths, "One, two... seven..."

Or: "One part of the land, two part of the land... five part of the land..."

Their units of measurement do not seem to be uniform, and most people do not arithmetic in fact, but this does not prevent them from falling into some kind of madness.

Moreover, they were energetic and always maintained their highest morale. They rushed faster than each other, and each faster than each. A good battle was turned into a long-distance race of 100 meters.

Countless Japanese pirates were stabbed to death by spear before they even approached.

They wanted to rush forward with their swords, but the sailors with extraordinary arms and sturdy arms pushed them away with their swords.

The player holding the shield screamed excitedly, hid behind the shield, rushed like a headless fly, knocking the person over directly.

The bird gunners in the back team were anxious and had no room for them to play. So they specifically looked for the lonely Japanese, but did not load gunpowder, and used the bird gun as a fire stick. After it was overturned, they smashed it directly into their heads. The head was smashed like a watermelon, which was terrible.

In fact, the sailors really hated the Japanese pirates.

This is not just a reward for money, but these guys delayed their going to sea to fish. The brothers were catching whales, but you were here to make trouble. This is a waste of people's jobs.

On both wings, the rangers held sabers in hand, and teams of them rushed out from both wings, wandering back and forth, rushing back and forth like ducks to escape. The horses they sat down were all good horses, and they held the blessing of the water village. They took enough grass to serve them every day. The horsemen and horses flew back and forth to find the lonely Japanese. Whenever they had the chance, they roared and attacked.

It was the Japanese pirates with high spirits... they were desperate.

Shouldn't these Ming soldiers escape? Who are these people...who are they...why are they more cruel than themselves? They are making a living overseas, which is to lick blood from the knife to maintain survival, but you... how can you scream...
Chapter completed!