"I am Miyamoto Musashi. I wonder if you have heard of my name! I have long heard of the exquisite Chinese martial arts. Please come out and show me the exquisite swordsmanship of the Celestial Dynasty!" Miyamoto Musashi continued to shout.

As long as the opponent's general agrees to the duel, Miyamoto Musashi is confident of killing him with a samurai sword. Even if the angry musketeer shoots him, his Miyamoto Musashi's move will be worthy of history!

"Miyomoto Musashi!" The members of the Yamauchi family garrison looked at each other. They had all heard of Miyamoto Musashi's name.

"General, the other party claims that he is Miyamoto Musashi, and challenge you again..." the translator said to Lu Xiangsheng.

"Who is Miyamoto Musashi?" Lu Xiangsheng said strangely, as if the other party had a reputation in Japan.

"He is a master of swordsmanship, and has defeated more than 60 swordsmanship masters one after another. He is very famous in Japan, which advocates martial arts." The translator explained.

"A master of swordsmanship... is he a three-year-old child? Tell him that if he surrenders and becomes a prisoner, and he will come to our Chinese mainland in the future, I will definitely find more than a dozen martial arts experts to fight him. The decisive victory in front of the formation is military strength and wisdom, not a place to show off the courage of a martial artist!" Lu Xiangsheng turned a blind eye to the master of swordsmanship. In front of muskets and machine guns, there is no master of swordsmanship that cannot be solved by one bullet, and if one is not enough, a shuttle will come.

Lu Xiangsheng was very calm at this time. He did not admire his personal force like Miyamoto Musashi, nor would he confront Miyamoto Musashi who had no worries when he had the advantage.

"Our general refuses your rude challenge. If you want to challenge, put down your weapons and surrender. Our general will find you many martial arts masters to satisfy your desire to challenge. If you don't surrender, we will launch an attack on you!" The translator shouted to Miyamoto Musashi and others below.

"Miyamoto-kun, their reinforcements have arrived, and it will be useless to continue to stay here. We can still preserve our strength when we withdraw." Tada Tadao-sen said to Miyamoto Musashi in a low voice.

"I didn't expect that the Chinese officers were timid and did not dare to fight with me in swordsmanship. Let's retreat." Seeing that Lu Xiangsheng did not fight, Miyamoto Musashi had to agree to Ida Tada's proposal to retreat.

Lu Xiangsheng occupied the favorable terrain above the mountain road, and there was a hand-cranked machine gun beside him. He was using a telescope to observe the movements of the raid team not far away.

"Does these guys want to surrender?" The people in the garrison thought in confusion.

Suddenly, Lu Xiangsheng saw a warrior crawling in the bushes and retreating backwards through the telescope. Because they were too afraid of firearms, they instinctively learned to use obstacles to escape from this place.

"They want to escape, give me the machine gun!" Lu Xiangsheng took over the position of the machine gunner and began to turn the handle of the machine gunner to the position where he had just discovered the retreating warrior.

Da da da da da! The sound of the hand-cranked machine gun breaks the tranquility and shoots in the direction where the bushes are!

The two Yamauchiko retainers in the garrison were pale, and the sound of the machine gun made them frightened. They couldn't help but be glad that they were not facing the side of the machine gun.

"General, you rotate too fast and easily get stuck in the barrel." The machine gunner reminded.

Lu Xiangsheng stopped after he shot all the bullets in the magazine in one breath. White smoke came out and the barrel became even hotter.

It's so terrible! The two retainers of the Yamauchi family looked at each other and were extremely afraid of such a "monster".

"Miyomoto-kun!" The samurai who were crawling and retreating discovered that under Lu Xiangsheng's crazy sweep just now, a samurai was shot dead by a machine gun, and two or three generals were seriously injured by the machine gun, one of which was Miyamoto Musashi.

"Damn it, my thigh!" Miyamoto Musashi was shot in his right leg and dragged his thigh with difficulty. "The enemy is about to launch an attack. You should leave quickly and go back and tell the general that they have firearms that can determine the outcome of the war, so that the general must be careful!"

"We'll take you away!" The two samurai climbed to Miyamoto Musashi and wanted to drag Miyamoto Musashi away from the battlefield.

"We can't escape the battlefield with our wounded people. Intelligence is more important than life. We must let the general come up with a way to deal with this kind of firearm! I will use my samurai sword to commit suicide here to maintain my dignity!" Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth.

Lu Xiangsheng and the others have firearms, so it is not easy to take the seriously injured person away under the attack of long-range firearms.

After a while, muskets sounded, and Lu Xiangsheng and his soldiers began to search for the scared warriors.

"Miyomoto, take care of it!" The two samurai who originally wanted to rescue Miyamoto Musashi saw that Tada Takasen had already taken other samurai to a safe distance. He knew that he could not save Miyamoto Musashi, so he had to say goodbye to Miyamoto Musashi.

Miyamoto Musashi's thigh was injured and he couldn't walk anyway. The pain of being penetrated by a bullet made him unbearable.

"I didn't expect that the development of the firearm has reached such a level. What's the use of this samurai sword? The samurai sword can kill one person, at most, only a hundred people can be killed. However, with this firearm, as long as there are enough projectiles, you can continuously kill the enemy." Miyamoto Musashi pulled out the samurai sword around his waist, and looked at the samurai sword that he was proud of on weekdays, and felt so weak for the first time.

"Originally, when the Warring States Period ended and the world was peaceful, I thought that the samurai sword would have no place to use it. This war broke out again and saw hope for the rise of the samurai sword, but now it seems that the samurai sword has been eliminated. If I had been born a hundred years ago, I might have become a truly powerful samurai."

When Miyamoto Musashi was about to take the knife to commit suicide, his neck was hit hard by a butt, and he fainted when his eyes turned dark.

"Catch a prisoner!" a soldier from the Yamauchi family shouted in surprise.

Lu Xiangsheng and Yamauchi's retainers swept the mountain road below. There were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, which were the corpses of the samurai who had just launched a charge with a machine gun, and several samurai who were shot by Lu Xiangsheng. Not everyone had the weapons of self-destruction, and almost all became prisoners.

"Detain them and guard them well. They are the prisoners who are facing military intelligence. They must ask them what we want to know from them." Seeing that the raid team retreated, there was no need to chase them.

It seems that the enemy intends to use a team to sneak attack the rear of our army, and then attack from the vast battlefield on the front when our army is in chaos. After Lu Xiangsheng scares away this raid team, he quickly understands Katsura Mizuno's tactics.
Chapter completed!