This is My Juggernaut Journey

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Weiming City is very noisy tonight, like a volcanic eruption that has been suppressed for a long time, there are shouts of killing, torches, and corpses everywhere...

The warriors who haven't fully dressed in their armor are going back and forth, and the sound of the orderly's horseshoes can be heard all the time.

Weiming Country was indeed caught off guard, the army going to Mount King Kong suffered heavy losses, the entire army collapsed on the spot, only a quarter of the people fled back to Weiming City, and they were temporarily useless.

The army in the city is not much better. Since losing the outlying stronghold, Wei Ming has become completely blind. No one expected the inner government army to attack so quickly. If they didn't go out to buy time, they might not have assembled yet. stand up.

But even so, most of the main force must defend the main entrance. The fire dragon formed by the tens of thousands of troops in the inner palace is so oppressive that people dare not take it lightly. Therefore, everyone has the determination to die and regards this as a decisive battle.

The fire dragon outside the city is approaching, and the city is full of swords and swords. The defenders who rushed to meet the enemy were repelled after only one encounter. Stepping on the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, the red-armored warriors had already reached the surface.

Under the murderous aura soaring into the sky, the bright moon in the sky also hid behind the dark clouds, not daring to shed its bright white light.

It was dark, with only torches shining, and the red army was like a sophisticated killing machine, only showing the programmed killing procedures.

First there was a volley of guns, and then the two knives smacked the body. The muffled sound of knives and guns piercing into the body kept coming and going. The small courtyard at the entrance of the dungeon was almost covered with corpses. They fought hand-to-hand. These elite elites from the inner palace obviously had an overwhelming advantage, and the Wei Ming army kept retreating. , has retreated to the courtyard gate and the long wooden bridge.

kill!kill!kill!

The killing sound shook the sky, and the morale of the Red Army team, which intended to create an epic, was overwhelming, and they played a five-to-one exchange ratio. Backed away irresistibly.

"Let the Qiben guns be withdrawn. The red equipment has already begun to outflank it. It is not worthwhile to lose too much." Only a few hundred meters away, Yuzuru said faintly. He was standing on the second floor of the castle tower, looking through the square window You can see everything.

The fighting battlefield was separated by a pool, and the smell of blood penetrated into the nostrils, but here, it seemed that the hustle and bustle of the battlefield was isolated.

A large number of Ashina warriors lined up in a neat array extending from the second floor to the downstairs, and all eyes were on the two people by the window.

"Go, do as Yuzuru Himura said." Yixin coughed twice, and waved his hand to let the orderly, who was looking at each other, go down.

There was a bloody battle outside, and of course these two tengus did not stand idly by. They were drinking water, eating rice balls and dried meat, trying to regain their strength every minute.

Just now they withdrew from Xianfeng Temple, and the two of them did not do much except to kill all the lonely shadows.

Although Yixin is old, his teeth are good. He chewed a whole piece of jerky in two or three bites. He also came to the square window to enjoy the bloody wind. He turned his head and asked, "Little devil, are we still moving?"

"The terrain is still too open, and I don't want to go head-on to the musket formation." Yuxian shook his head, with a sarcasm smile on his lips: "Besides, this group of Chibei guys are also full of confidence, let them attack."

Yuzuru is also confident, because there is not even a mouse in Weiming City now, and it is estimated that this group of red troops can't even find a city defense map!

Just attacking the Tianshou Pavilion in such a dull manner, maybe he forgot how many strange things there are in this Weiming country.

He listened quietly with all his heart, since he believed in Yuxian, he didn't have the slightest doubt, just like swinging a sword, he didn't look back when he slashed out!

"Then the old man just wait a little longer, oh, it's not good to let a group of rats wreak havoc at home!"

Yuxian glanced at him, but didn't answer, the unhappy sword master is the scariest, it's better to let the old man continue to be unhappy.

I never thought that the Red Army would cooperate very much. They had defeated three Weiming reinforcements one after another and completely occupied the wooden bridge. The red armored army was still pouring out from the entrance of the dungeon. They replaced the former army that fought just now, and continued to maintain a high degree of suppression.

Resting in the battle and learning in the battle, the quality shown by the Red Army is already the elite of the world, like a tight war machine that will continue the killing.

Faster and more ruthless!Let the defenders have no time to breathe!

The hot dragon of the flame cannon sprayed unscrupulously, igniting the city walls and houses, making the defenders even more flustered, and the arrows composed of red guards had reached the entrance of the main pill.

Here, there was no mutated fire ox to stop them, and the few defenders were immediately dispersed without even having time to close the door.

"Kill it! The enemy chieftain is right in front! Chop off his head and become a proof of our bravery!" Tong Gu who rushed to the front roared, his helmet had been chopped off, and his red armor was full of knife marks, but The fighting spirit has reached its limit.

He is the closest person to the castle tower in thirty years, his ambition is burning, and his physical fatigue has disappeared, but Wei Mingyi has been unable to show up for a long time, either because he is injured or sick and can't walk.

But no matter what, the glory of killing the Juggernaut is enough to make people desperate!

The Wei Mingjun who was guarding the gate was chopped down with two knives, and there was a long staircase behind, and there was another gate at the end, which was not closed in the panic. To die, he quickly shrank back.

what!A bunch of idiots!

"Iron gunners are ready, the flame cannons will burn all these shabby houses for me!" Clearly having an absolute advantage, the rough and bold commander of the red army appeared extremely cautious, using dozens of muskets to suppress the formation, and then set fire to the houses on both sides to force him to attack. If Wei Ming's army does not rescue them, the fire will sooner or later ignite the Tianshou Pavilion.

The winter was already dry, and the cold wind intensified the fire. It didn't take long for the long street to turn into a fire dragon.

The castle tower became hot and dry, but the two people in front of the window were calm and breezy, as if enjoying a warm stove in winter, while the famous swordsmen of nearly a hundred reeds headed by Sase Jinsuke tightened their faces, and their anxiety was palpable.

"Still playing?" Yixin asked calmly holding a cup, not knowing whether it was wine or water.

"Don't move." Yuxian shook his head, and swallowed another dried salted fish by the way. He saw that the red army on the other side of the dungeon had completely rushed out, and the red tide extended to both sides.

The sound of killing outside was loud, but the inside of the castle tower was terrifyingly quiet, only the calm chewing of two swordsmen.

At this time, a panting messenger suddenly rushed in, half-kneeling on the ground, and shouted miserably: "Master Yixin! The inner government army has begun to attack the gate of the castle tower! Matsumoto Neizoyu urgently needs reinforcements!"

Matsumoto Neizoyu is the gatekeeper of the castle tower, he really can't stand it anymore, those red reserve teams are rich guys, and their tactics are simple and sharp.

First use the platoon guns, and then the double-knife sword masters cover up and chase after them. A single face-to-face can kill nearly half of the defenders, and the rest have no power to resist.In terms of equipment and training costs, one Red Army is equal to two solitary shadow soldiers, and at least twenty Weiming ashigaru!

Under the power of money, the benefits brought about by drinking Weiming water since childhood are nothing at all.

Yixin turned his head to look at the window. The young swordsman remained motionless, as if he had turned into a statue. He waved his hand to signal the messenger to retreat.

"Master Yixin!!" The samurai stood up straight away, and everyone else was hitting the door. How could Yuzuru Feicun gain such trust.

The sword master stared at him with one eye, and his attitude was very resolute. The warrior thumped the ground violently, and walked away helplessly.

The messengers came wave after wave, bringing all kinds of bad news. The Inner Army Brigade had reached the bank of the Longquan River, and the people of Hirata and the castle town had already retreated to the city, so they marched towards the city without hindrance. .

It was an army of ten thousand people, and the torches they held up were like a fire dragon that could never see the end, even though Wei Ming's army was ready to fight, standing on the city wall was covered with sweat.