C702 The Shrine Fighting

The few corpses that knife drawing team had brought over were the White Tiger youth s that Sakamoto Ryoma had killed with a handgun at such a close distance. Xiao Letian used a torch to light himself up and determined that this was the White Tiger youth Group, because these were the youngest faces on the whole battlefield.

"Call Matsudaira Katamori over here, I need an explanation!" Xiao Letian clenched her teeth and roared.

Very quickly, Matsudaira Katamori ran over while gasping for breath. On the way, he already knew what was happening. When Xiao Letian saw him, he shouted angrily, "Give me an explanation, why did your White Tiger team members ambush Sakamoto Ryoma after the armistice? And he cheated him out in your name! "Why …"

Matsudaira Katamori was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat. He bowed 90 degrees, "I'm sorry Prime Minister, I can swear that I never gave such an order. I am not an idiot, it will not benefit the Mu Clan nor me …"

"Prime Minister, no matter how unwise I, Matsudaira Katamori, am, I cannot do such a thing!"

Maybe Matsudaira Katamori's sincerity had allowed Xiao Letian to calm down, or maybe it was because the other party really didn't have the motive for doing the whole thing, but Xiao Letian's chest that was moving up and down gradually calmed down.

"Very good, I will only give you one day. I want the entire truth of the matter, don't try to conceal it, you cannot deceive me. If your answer is unsatisfactory, then I will go find the answer myself …"

Xiao Letian moved closer to Matsudaira Katamori's ear and whispered, "If you can't find the answer in a single day, then I will find it in ten days. If you can't find it in a month, then I will stay here and search for it for a year … I really want to spend the New Year in Japan too, just like what I did in Beijing! "

"Hiss …" Matsudaira Katamori inhaled a breath of cold air. He knew that Xiao Letian had done it, if the army of the Ryukyu were to remain in Japan like this, then he would truly become the sinner of the entire Japan.

"Don't worry Prime Minister, I'll definitely give you an explanation!"

"Not only an explanation, I also want Sakamoto Ryoma to be safe …"

"Ha!" Matsudaira Katamori then turned around and bowed while leading his warriors towards the north. Along the way, they shouted, "Gather the White Tiger Group! Gather flags of the Huizinfan s … "

The Sakamoto Ryoma at this time wasn't dead, of course he wasn't too far away from death either. The tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao in his hands had already been broken, and his left hand was only holding onto the two inch long half of the broken blade. There were only two bullets left in the revolver on his right hand. There were four more wounds on his body, big and small. The most serious one was a knife under his ribs.

Behind Mr. Ryoma, there were only two White Tiger youth left. They were Tiger Aids and Teng Sanlang. The two youngsters' eyes were spitting fire. They never thought that not only did Sakamoto Ryoma possess the latest type of revolver, but his Sword Truth was also so outstanding. No wonder the River City's Beichen's Master, One Slash Thousand Leaves, would respect him so much.

Using a single tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao to kill two White Tiger members, their fighting strength was indeed strong, but unfortunately, Sakamoto Ryoma was only one person after all, and his body was covered with wounds.

"Sakamoto Ryoma, stop running. Fight like a brave warrior! "You are already a dead end …"

"We respect you as a brave man, so we're giving you a chance to castrate yourself. I, Tiger's Assistant, will personally intercede with you …"

Sakamoto Ryoma's vision blurred. He knew that he had lost a lot of blood, if he continued to run, he probably would die from exhaustion.

Just then, a worn-out shrine on the hillside attracted his attention. He did not know what kind of deity was being worshipped in this hut, so the Mr. Ryoma had no choice but to rush into the shrine.

After knocking open the wooden door, Sakamoto Ryoma piled all of the miscellaneous items in the room at the main entrance. Then, he knelt on the ground, tore off the corners of his clothes and began to simply bandage his wounds.

He could forget about the medicine, it would be lucky if he could use a cloth to cover the wound and stop the bleeding. By the time Mr. Ryoma stood up once again, Tiger Claw and Teng Sanlang had already arrived at the door.

The shrine was not very big, so there were no windows on either side of the gate. The two young warriors could only attack from the front, but they had underestimated the agility of the Mr. Ryoma.

In the darkness, who could defend against these silent concealed weapons? Tigerclaw's eyes immediately became enchanted with dust, and following that, a sharp pain came from his chest. The half of the tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao in Mr. Ryoma's hands pierced through his chest.

"En!" A groan of a tiger's could be heard as he took three steps back. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, "How despicable! You are the disgrace of the warrior... "Be careful, Teng Sanlang!"

Unfortunately, the teenager was still a youngster, and he still lacked experience in the battlefield. He raised his left hand to block the incoming dust, while the Katana on his right hand drew a circle in front of his chest in an attempt to defend against Mr. Ryoma's attack.

However, they never expected that Mr. Ryoma would fire again. The two remaining bullets from the revolver hit Teng Sanlang's body, one on his thigh and the other on his abdomen.

"Sanlang!" What's the matter with you? " Tiger's Helper roared.

"It's alright, it's not a crucial point. We can't die …" What you said is not wrong, he is the shame of warriors! "

The situation was in a deadlock now. Sakamoto Ryoma had collected all the junk in the shrine and blocked the door. In his hands was an empty gun and a two inch long Broken Blade tai-tai-tai-tai-tai-tao.

The two teenagers outside the door were not much better off. One of them had eyes filled with dust and was crying non-stop. Moreover, there was a slanted wound on his chest that was at least 20 centimeters long and half an inch long.

The other was in an even more miserable state. His thigh had been penetrated by a bullet, and there was still a bullet in his stomach. Although it was not a fatal injury, his combat strength had been greatly reduced.

Sakamoto Ryoma shook his head to clear his mind a little, he was ready to use the Dragging Character Formula.

"Why? Tell me why you want to kill me! You are all members of Matsudaira Katamori's White Tiger, and Matsudaira Katamori would never give such an order. Who exactly wants to kill me? "

"No one gave us the order, it was us who decided to kill you, because you are the spokesperson that Xiao Letian sent to Japan. You are the biggest scourge of Japan …"

I'm not afraid of you speaking, what I'm most afraid of right now is you not speaking. Mr. Ryoma looked to the east. It was probably around five in the morning by now, and as long as he could stall for time, he would be safe.

"Eight!" Who was the one who instilled such thoughts into you!? I, Sakamoto Ryoma, am a loyal subject of the Japan. If I was a scourge, why did I offer it up to you? I am trying to save the Mu Clan's fate, do you know that? "

"No, that's not right. You can't lie to us. What you're talking about is giving back authority to the Mu Clan, right?" Furthermore, from the beginning to the end, you have only hoped that neither side will be able to determine the victor, and that we will always be in internal strife and civil war, right? "

Sakamoto Ryoma was so angry that his nose was crooked, thinking to himself, what kind of ridiculous idea is this?

Mr. Ryoma said sincerely, "You all are too stupid, is there only victory in your eyes? Is it right to divide the battle between life and death, and then let the power concentrate in the hands of one party after a complete victory? "

"Have you thought about how much blood we would lose in Japan? How many people would die? How much wealth would be consumed? Without these national energies, how can we innovate and revive in the future? "

"Gao Shanjinzuo died in battle. He went to Shanghai, China, and personally witnessed the tragic scene of an empire's civil war. That could be said to be hell on earth!"

"Tens of millions of people have died, the Thousand Mile Plains have been ruined, and cities that have accumulated for thousands of years have been reduced to ruins. The endless wealth must not be exhausted … This is the Japan you want? Do I have to go as far as White Skeleton City? "

Sakamoto Ryoma shouted loudly, "You guys have disappointed me so much. You guys are Japan's hope at such a young age! If you always think that way, how can Japan have a future? With how narrow-minded you are, in the future, even if all of you get lucky, you will only end up with failure! "

Helper Hu and Teng Sanlang were both shocked by the miserable scene described by Mr. Ryoma. They had never heard of such a thing.

could vaguely see the two people outside the Divine Clubhouse. He let out a long sigh and said, "It's easy to die, but actually, it's very easy to make me die as well. With the order of the Lord General or the prince, I, Sakamoto Ryoma, will definitely castrate you … But will the General let me die? Would Songping let me die? Forget about the generals, if the two of you could get any hope of my death from Master Song Ping, then I, Sakamoto Ryoma, will immediately castrate you two, what do you think? "

"I swear on my life's worth of martial arts that the three of us will go together to meet Lord Song Ping. As long as he wants me dead, you don't even have to do anything. I will immediately die in front of you two!"

Sakamoto Ryoma's vow shocked the two young children. They never thought that Hidden Fog Kid would actually say such rebellious words to face the General and Master Song Ping.

Could it be that what we did before was wrong?

But just as they were distracted, the Dragon Horse saw a figure flash out from behind them. "Watch out!" "Someone launched a sneak attack …"

It was too late now. The four long bamboo spears stabbed into Tiger's Helper and Teng Sanlang's back and ribs with a swoosh. They were three inches deep.

"AHH!" With a mournful scream, the two White Tiger youth s were actually lifted up by a bamboo spear. They were at least two feet off the ground.

When the ambushers appeared from the darkness, the three warriors' eyes became bloodshot with anger. In the darkness, the assailants were actually a group of farmers.

That's right, it wasn't farmers, it was farmers. They were barefoot and wore shorts, and bamboo spears were also made from earth. They didn't have iron spears, but they were sharpened at the front of long bamboo poles.

The farmer actually dared to assassinate a warrior. Sakamoto Ryoma jumped up from the ground and was about to rush out to fight, but he lost his vision and fell to the ground again.