America 1881: They Call Me Legend

"I want to go back and save mom!" The little princess turned around and tried to open the window, but Xiao En held her down.

"Save me, your mother is fine for now, I'll send you out first, and I'll persuade her when I come back!" The black man stretched his neck and glanced into the room.

The person who entered was Haruma Yamamoto.

He glanced around the room suspiciously, and said in doubt:
"Your Majesty, where are your two daughters?"

"They went out to relax, didn't your people see them?" said the queen calmly.

Yamamoto Haruma went out suspiciously.

After a while, he heard his shout: "The two princesses have run away! Come, chase me!"

Most of the troops in the camp were repairing the city wall, which was a bit stretched.

Haruma Yamamoto asked a few guards to search around, while he went to Masao Kameda to report the situation.

However, Sean had already taken the two princesses to a secluded corner on the other side of the stronghold.

The backing here is the deepest part of the stronghold, where supplies are stored.

The guards were transferred to the front line, and there were almost no guards here.

"Don't move here, I'll create some chaos, and then take you away immediately." The black man looked at the surrounding situation,
"Set fire?" The eldest princess looked at the black man expectantly, "Take us with you, we can do it too."

Sean looked at the eldest princess in disbelief and scratched his head.

Haruma Yamamoto appeared in Masao Kameda's command room.

"President, the two princesses have escaped." He reported.

Masao Kameda was cleaning his samurai sword without looking back:
"Run? Two little girls, where can they go? Just send a few more people to guard the gate."

"Hai!" Haruma Yamamoto bowed his head and accepted the order, but he had no intention of leaving.

"Is there anything else you can do?" Masao Kameda turned his head and looked at him.

"President, we don't have enough manpower right now. Should we ask Chen Jianqiu to fulfill his promise as soon as possible and dispatch?" Haruma Yamamoto hesitated and said, "So far, they haven't revealed anything except selling us weapons. noodle."

"They are obviously so strong in combat, but they are always at the ends of the snakes and rats, and they refuse to contribute. If this is the case, we will have no way to give them the 'trophy' after the war." He emphasized again.

Kameda Masao stroked the samurai sword, lost in thought.

"Well, it's time for them to do something. The queen is in our hands now. They just want to take advantage of it." After thinking for a while, he said, "You send someone out in the dark and tell Chen Jianqiu that I hope to be able to do it as soon as possible." Meet his army!"

Haruma Yamamoto was about to go back and make arrangements.

But when his eyes passed the window, he suddenly froze.

"President, we seem to be in trouble!"

Masao Kameda turned around suddenly, and looked in the direction of Haruma Yamamoto's gaze.

The flames soaring into the sky are rising from the stronghold.

There seems to be a place to store supplies, there is food!

"Damn it! Someone has sneaked in! Go and put out the fire!" Masao Kameda lost his temper, threw away his samurai sword angrily, and stared at Haruma Yamamoto.

If the house is burned down, the rest of him go to drink the northwest wind?

At that time, there is no need for outsiders to attack, and I will starve to death just by being hungry.

A ronin ran in from outside the door in a panic:
"Yes, President, someone set fire to the stronghold!"

"I'm not blind! I can see the fire! Go put out the fire!" Masao Kameda ran out holding a samurai sword.

However, before they could go out, there was a loud noise outside the door.

Masao Kameda felt that the whole room was shaking.

"What happened?" he growled.

There is no need for anyone to come and report.

The sound of killing outside was loud.

Kameda could vaguely hear the shouts, many of them were in Chinese.

Chen Jianqiu's soldiers he wanted to see came uninvited.

"Baga!" Masao Kameda kicked the door open, his anger reaching its peak,

He felt like he was being tricked.

"Follow me! Fight to the death!" he roared.

However, Chen Jianqiu did not give him this chance.

After Li Sifu saw the flames, he led Long Xiang's group to open a big hole in the wall with explosives.

After a group of people rushed in, they went directly to the commanding heights, holding Browning's automatic weapons and firing at the bottom.

Those ronin with knives and Japanese spearmen reminded us of the fear of being dominated in Chinatown.

Thurston was awakened from his sleep by the sound of the explosion.

When he got out of the tent, he found that the Japanese stronghold was already in flames.

And Duer was already fully armed and dressed neatly.

"Follow you, eating shit can't keep up with the hot ones." Duer glanced at him, and rushed towards the stronghold with the white militiamen.

Thurston almost couldn't resist pulling out his gun and shooting Dole in the back.

The people around him talked and held him back.

"Let's go too, otherwise if he snatches the queen, whoever will be the boss may be uncertain." The confidant reminded.

Thurston woke up like a dream.

He quickly raised his gun and led the people towards another gap.

Japanese resistance did not last long.

Under the repeated attacks of indigenous soldiers, white militiamen and Chinese soldiers, their will to fight finally collapsed.

Except for some samurai who resisted to the death, more and more people fled and put down their weapons and surrendered.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Masao Kameda called Haruma Yamamoto and walked quickly towards the room where the queen was imprisoned.

He knew that the only chance for him to survive now was to take the Queen to the priest and Ambassador Oboku to see if he could mobilize more Japanese expatriates to make a comeback.

"Your Majesty Queen, the situation outside is very complicated. I will take you to a safe place." Masao Kameda said to the Queen with a sad face.

The queen once again entered a state of ignoring him.

It was a royal arrogance.

Seeing that the queen had no intention of moving, Masao Kameda didn't wait any longer.

He winked at Haruma Yamamoto:
"My Lady Queen, I'm sorry, I only offended you."

Haruma Yamamoto pulled out the rope, ignored the queen's resistance, tied her tightly, then put a sack on her head, and pushed her out the door.

However, as soon as they went out, they bumped into Thurston who rushed in from another gap.

Thurston saw Masao Kameda in a hurry and Her Lady Queen who was wrapped in a sack.

He felt like he had found gold!
"Shoot!" Thurston raised the Springfield rifle in his hand and shot in the direction of Kameda.

"But, the queen seems to be in their hands." The subordinates also saw the queen in the firelight.

Thurston ignored him at all, his eyes sparkled with excitement:
"Kill them! Avenge the Queen!" he yelled.

The men immediately understood what he meant, and started firing guns crackling.

"I'm right, my lord queen, we just want your throne, but the white man on the other side wants your life!" Kameda Masao lowered his body and said to the queen.

"But what should we do now?" Yamamoto Haruma was suppressed miserably, Sora possessed martial arts skills, only incompetent and furious.

"Bring me the gun!" Kameda Masao stretched out his hand, and took a bolt-action rifle handed over by his entourage.

He skillfully pressed the bullet.

"Do you think that I can become the president of Xuanyangsha only by killing people?" Masao Kameda raised his gun.

"Do you think that the only school of martial arts in Japan is kendo?" He began to aim forward.

"Do you think that in the entire Xuanyangsha, the one-eyed dragon Yoshioka Kunihiko is the only one who is proficient in shooting?" Masao Kameda held his breath, and the vision in his eyes began to clear up.

"Your Majesty, I am the inheritor of the Kameda family's "Kameda Liutie Artillery"! It can hit flying birds and kill animals!"

He pulled the trigger.

With a gunshot, the bullet flew out of the barrel and hit Thurston, who was still aiming at the opposite side, in the head without any mistakes.

Thurston had a bloody hole in his head and fell on his back.