I, Jiajing, Emperor Longevity

Chapter 45 The Romance of the Dragon and Snake: The Ghost Master

The entire northwest of Shanxi became a mess.

Taking advantage of the paralysis of the headquarters of the First Army stationed in Shanxi, the Eighth Route Army launched a large-scale offensive and anti-"mopping up" campaign behind the enemy in North China. Since 105 regiments participated in the battle, it was called the "Hundred Regiment War".

This was the stalemate stage of the Anti-Japanese War, the largest and longest battle launched by the Eighth Route Army in North China.

It successfully destroyed the traffic on Zhengtai Road, destroyed the Japanese army's communication line, and destroyed the main stronghold of the Japanese army's penetration into the anti-Japanese base areas.

Coupled with the impulsive retaliatory actions of the devils after Yoshio Youzuka was assassinated, and the lack of follow-up material and equipment support, Daming made continuous assistance to the 129th Division, and the results were remarkable.

Of course, the national power gap between Huaxia and Japanese pirates is not enough to fight back at this stage.

The headquarters of the First Army stationed in Shanxi was quickly reorganized, and the new commander was called Yoshimoto Sadaichi, who was transferred from the chief of staff of the Kwantung Army to the commander of the First Army.

The Kwantung Army is notorious.

This promotion, he brought a batch of special weapons.

Although the death of Youzuka Yoshio made all the top Japanese army tremble with fear, it also intensified the war.

After two major sweeps, the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese army suffered losses from each other.

The Eighth Route Army needs to rest and reorganize, and the Japanese army also urgently needs supplementary sources of troops and supplies.

The supply of soldiers can be transported by road or by truck.

The materials range from a few hundred tons to thousands of tons. The efficiency of transporting them by truck is obviously too low, and they need to be transported by train.

Therefore, the devils are using all available human and financial resources to quickly rebuild the Taitai, Tongpu and Pinghan railways.

After several months, the devil's martial arts masters finally gathered in Taiyuan.

Destroying the temporary headquarters of the regiment on the battlefield is nothing, but going deep into the Taiyuan headquarters, assassinating Youzuka Yoshio, and then retreating completely is too terrifying.

With this kind of strength, if you let go of your hands and feet, everyone in the empire will be in danger!

There is an old saying in China that goes, "You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't be a thief for a thousand days." Therefore, he must not be kept!
Although Kikume Saranosuke had already come to Taiyuan, he did not act rashly, but instead polished his energy day and night, raising his state to the peak.

It was already September at this time, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the wind was refreshing.

In a village in the countryside of Taiyuan, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

This is the third discussion meeting about the Huaxia Grandmaster.

Kikume Sarunosuke, Takeyama Oeda, Takeda Kakuei, Ito Nan, Tamura Shangyoshi, these five ghost masters, although not the full power of Japanese martial arts, they are also half of the country.

Among them, the highest realm is Suigetsu's master Tamura Shangyoshi, who is the inheritor of Heluo Yubu in Japan, and has already entered the alchemy; but when it comes to killing people, it is Ito, who is proficient in the way of ninja, the most. Proficient, known as the "demon sword" by the world.

Wearing dark clothes and beardless, Ito was sitting alone under the shade of a tree in the pond, with a black non-reflective sword across his knee.

His eyes were always fixed on a nearby flower, where a bee was dancing.

"At noon, the tree is shaded, and the pavilion on the pond is chanting alone. Watching the bees teaching quietly, thinking about the shape of the crane. The French wine adjusts the air, and the Qingqin enters the spirituality. The great opportunity to breathe, how many battles will be repeated?"

Tamura Shangyoshi first recited a poem fluently in Chinese, and then spoke to the ninjutsu master Itoo in Japanese:
"Old friend Ito, your sword has entered the Tao? Do you still remember when we went to meet Sun Lutang together? He just sat under the pond, read such a poem to us, and then shot out suddenly. The six of us in the world, He fell to the ground without even seeing the shadow, and Master Kazuo Sakata, the senior appointed by His Majesty the Emperor, was also overturned to the ground by his hand. After returning to the country, he died of anger."

"Yeah? It's been more than 20 years. But it's still in our hearts, and we didn't dare to forget it. Back then, we were still young people in our early twenties!"

The ninjutsu master Ito, who was sitting under a tree, suddenly spoke.

When he opened his mouth, his voice was as thin as a woman's, with a strange smell.

That's right, it's a monster!
An unspeakable panic.

"This poem is indeed the best way to cultivate the spirit and adjust the mentality in Chinese culture. At noon at sunrise, sit quietly under the shade of a tree, watch the movement of the bees, and think of the appearance of the crane in your heart. Use wine To reconcile one's air, to infiltrate one's spirituality with Qingqin, one's awe-inspiring heart. Sun Lutang is worthy of being a martial god, and he has won the charm of it. I have only achieved six points so far."

Ito sighed softly in a malevolent voice: "That new great master from Huaxia definitely has power even surpassing that of Sun Lutang."

"It's all about fighting for our lives! At least we still have our lives now, unlike the fellow warriors who challenged Li Shuwen back then, all of them were shattered. None of them survived."

Kikume Sarunosuke is also recalling the past.

His body is thin and small, but his arms are long, just like an old ape,
Moreover, his skin is also very dark, not the black of blacks, but the black of refined iron bones with an iron blue color.

This is the external manifestation of years of physical training.

"Huaxia cannot have people like Sun and Li, let alone someone who surpasses Sun and Li..." As the vice admiral of the navy, Takeyama Oede is proficient in Daito-ryu aikido. He thumped hard into the air, and after the explosion, the urn said: "We can't wait any longer, let Kazuki Yamamoto's special forces cooperate with us!"

"Okay, one day later, I will enter Taihang Mountain..."

"Onboard His Majesty the Emperor! Great Japanese Budo Onboard!"

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The ghost master is coming in a violent way.

Jiajing, on the other hand, controlled the body of "Gong Er" in the independent regiment's station, punching and practicing Chinese martial arts without haste.

Although the fighting power and lethality of Chinese martial arts are not as good as Jin Yong's martial arts, they also have their merits.

The principles of martial arts after Bao Dan are quite subtle.

If this path is successful, it will not be worse than the internal force martial arts... If it is integrated with the internal force martial arts, it will be far greater than 1+1.

It's a pity that Jiajing's understanding is too poor, and he can only peek at the memory of believers.

Monk Wei has worshiped Ding Lianshan as his teacher, and he can come and go freely. At this time, he is standing in the corner and looking at the second lady Gong.

I saw that she always stretched out her hand slowly first, and then caught the head of the five fingers like a crosshair, and then retracted quickly.

This slowly protrudes out and catches it back quickly, reminding Monk Wei of the action of touching fish when he was a child: first slowly put his hand into the water so that the fish will not notice, when the distance is close, suddenly grab it, and the fish will catch it up.

And Gong Er's body kept walking in circles, and the steps under his feet were always wading out flat on the ground, looking cautious, as if wading in muddy water.

This is a muddy step of Baguazhang, and Monk Wei has already achieved a little success.

Suddenly, Jiajing stopped moving, raised his hands between his eyebrows suddenly, then slowly pressed down on his abdomen, stepped on the ground lightly with his left foot, and let out a long breath.

Monk Wei saw clearly that a long streak of white air shot straight out from Gong Er's mouth, like a sudden arrow of air.

This is early autumn, not the twelfth lunar month of winter!
It can be seen that this mouthful of Dantian Qi is vigorous.

'well!It's still a bit off...'

'Break the void and see God! '

'The way of sincerity can be known in advance! '

"On the road of martial arts, Gong Er has a long way to go! '

(End of this chapter)