Shinyou Saburo rushed into the Tang army camp with one horse.

Seeing a sentry standing in front of the camp gate, he jumped out with a quick step and slashed his sword.

puff!

The sentry fell down.

But Shinyusaburo's face changed.

The touch is wrong!

As a nobleman of the Kyushu Crescent Division, he inherited the inheritance of the Xinyou family. The treasure sword of the Chrysanthemum in his hand has been tried more than once.

From cutting from the body to lying beside the road in the middle of the night, jumping out to slash at the wild samurai. Shinyu Saburo is very experienced.

Just like a straw mat wrapping bamboo, it is impossible to feel like the touch of cutting through the human body.

The knife that Shinyusaburo just now felt so smooth.

It's like cutting a straw mat, not like a human body.

But the private soldiers and retainers behind him had already pushed him and rushed into the Tang army camp.

Sometimes one or two people felt something was wrong, but they were immediately overwhelmed by this collective fanaticism.

“Cool Lusi!”

"Give it to you as soon as possible!"

More than 200 Japanese warriors, with strange hairstyles, holding big swords, wearing black robes, and showing their hearts, rushed into the Tang camp and killed people when they saw them.

The bonfire was kicked away, and the torches and antlers were pushed down.

Before leaving, everyone had drunk Zhuangxing wine. I heard that this is called slashed wine in China.

The wine is shipped from Baekje, and it is a strong wine called Shaodaozi.

After drinking it, my stomach seemed to burn, and my face and chest immediately turned red.

What flows in the blood vessels is no longer blood, but burning spirits.

Driven by inexplicable high emotions, everyone shouted: "Kill all the Tang people!"

Swing the knife and slashing.

But, this fanaticism finally passed.

In less than a cup of tea, after kicking three empty tents and cutting down more than a dozen dummies made of straw.

Shinyou Saburo finally woke up and shouted loudly to control the people around him.

But at this time, more than 200 warriors who followed him into the Tang camp had already dispersed and had no team shape at all.

Only dozens of people around him were gathered under his rebuke.

"No, no one! This is an empty camp!"

Cold sweat oozed out from Shinyu Saburo's forehead, and his mouth was sharp. Countless people had shouted it before, and there might be three words that someone would shout in the future: "I've fallen into the trap!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shouts of killing in the dark suddenly stopped.

There was only a strange puff sound.

Then a strong smell of blood spread in the air.

Shinyou Saburo's face immediately changed.

The sound of "puff puff" is the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh.

And this bloody smell...

Guru~

In the darkness, something the size of a watermelon was thrown out.

He fell to Shinyusaburo's feet forever, and was so scared that he slashed his knife regardless of his appearance, almost chopping the thing into meat paste.

"Lord, lord, it's the head!"

Behind him, a warrior pulled his sleeve and swallowed.

Shinyusaburo bowed his head, and his chaotic brain finally felt a little clear.

Only then did I see clearly that the head of a Japanese man was the one who was chopped by him just now.

It seemed that the enemy in the dark had his head cut off and threw it out.

His face was ferocious, his eyes widened, and his uneven yellow teeth were bulging sharply from his open mouth.

Of course, this head has been cut to an unrecognizable face by Shinyusaburo.

I couldn't recognize who was unlucky under my command for a while.

The shouts of killing all disappeared.

In addition to the heavy breathing and heartbeat of the dozens of people around him.

Tang Jun’s huge tent could not hear a single person’s noise.

There is only endless darkness and dead silence.

No sound is the biggest anomaly.

Shinyou Saburo held the knife tightly, sweating and sweating on his forehead.

He couldn't help but wiped it on his face.

The sweat was about to cover his eyes.

I don’t know if the sweat or blood on my face is very sticky.

The moment he put down his hand after wiping his face, his body immediately tensed up.

It's like encountering a dangerous beast.

In the darkness, a strange, rhythmic sound rang out.

It was a metal clanging sound.

After a few breaths, a light lit up from the darkness.

That's a metallic luster.

Cold, powerful.

Like a demon in hell.

The samurai behind Shinyusaburo exclaimed in surprise.

The Crescent Tribe is a poor village, and even his lord Shinyou Saburo cannot afford to wear clothes and armor.

The greatest wealth is a treasure knife.

And the enemy in front of you...

This is an army covered with iron armor and tall and mysterious as tall as a god.

"Don't be timid!"

"Don't forget the glory of the warriors! You guys! Come and kill me!"

Shinyou Saburo shouted fiercely and raised his courage for himself.

Then he swung his sword and rushed towards the armored warrior who was vaguely walking in the darkness and jumped high.

Holding the knife in both hands, a powerful slash was slashed to the opponent's head accurately.

clang!

The tiger's mouth became hot, and the tiger's hand slighted.

Shinyou Saburo, who had lost his center of gravity, staggered and saw that the chrysanthemum in his hand was broken for two pieces.

Looking up, the iron-armored warrior from the Tang Dynasty in front of him was looking at him curiously.

There was a little confusion and a little disdain in that gaze.

It seems to be saying: That's it?

There was only a shallow mark on his helmet.

Shinyou Saburo was shocked. Before he could react, he was already stepped on his chest by the Tang army warrior in front of him.

Then, the Tang army slowly pulled out the Tang Heng sword from his waist.

Under the moonlight, the knife is like autumn water.

The cold light is biting.

The knife pressed against Shinyusaburo's neck and he heard a slightly stiff Japanese speech.

"Surrender, or die?"

Shinyusaburo struggled hard, and he felt like a beached fish.
To be continued...