This is My Juggernaut Journey

"Yuzuru Himura, what do we do now!?" Genichiro Ashina climbed up the watchtower, dripping with sweat, his face was blackened by gunpowder smoke, and he looked quite embarrassed.

"Did you go there yourself and fail to defend?" Yuxian leaned against the wooden railing, with no tension on his face.

"The firepower of the Inner Palace is too fierce! And those guys who were trapped before have also regained their spirits!" Genichiro, who had just been hit by a grape bullet, clenched his fists and slammed down heavily, "At this speed, we will have to defend tomorrow. Double pill!"

There are three walls in Weiming, if one is lost in a day, wouldn't the country be destroyed?

"So what to do! You must still have a conspiracy, right!"

It sounded quite disdainful, but in fact, the eyes full of longing seemed to be sure that this man still had something to do.

conspiracy?Well, some cleverness indeed.

Yuxian gave a wry smile, but shook his head solemnly: "No more, the policy of defense at every level has already been set, do you think I look like a man who scatter beans into soldiers?"

"It's gone!?" Genichiro didn't believe it at all, just like Doraemon said that the dimensional bag was exhausted.

"It is indeed gone. The balance of strength between the two sides has never changed. I just narrowed the gap." Yuzuru didn't want to joke.

Why can a keyboard man be better at fighting than a hundred warriors?Knowledge can bring shortcuts, but it cannot directly defeat the enemy, because there are specializations in the art industry, when you tap the keyboard with the fat house happy water, others have already become steel on the battlefield.

The biggest gap between the two is instinct, or the sense of war.

He rolled his eyes, and when Genichiro looked disappointed, he said, "But I still have a trump card!"

"What is it?" The samurai was like a terminally ill patient falling into slow death, not letting go of any opportunity.

Yuzuru didn't answer, turned around stepping forward, and pointed at each other's chests as they passed by Genichiro.

"Didn't our fate be determined from the very beginning?"

Since intelligence can't bridge the gap, let's use a knife!

Yuzuru left, and the last order was to withdraw Ichijomaru's people so as not to sacrifice in vain.

He returned to the bottom of the castle tower, the hall was already full of wounded soldiers, the ground was stained red with blood, and the screams did not stop for a moment.

Gunshot wounds, knife wounds, burns...

The severe pain was tormenting the living, and from this point of view they were not as good as the dead, and the maids led by Yongzhen were covered in blood, but they couldn't do anything except stop the bleeding.

Because people don't have blood bars.

The nostrils were full of bloody smell. Yuzuru was walking in the hall, pouring out the water from the wound medicine gourd, but even adding water was a drop in the bucket. Personal ability was always negligible under the iron hooves of war beasts.

In the two years since he came to Weiming, he has seen almost everyone. Along the way, he has seen the death of a general, the end of the seven guns, and of course ordinary soldiers.

But all in all, before death, there is no difference.

He didn't go to the front line to fight, but faced it all, endured it all, and carried it all. This is his cause and also his result!

If there are still people who say that war and killing will bring happiness in the future, Yuzuru will screw his head off and kick it like a ball, so that he can experience happiness.

"No wonder Jian Xin said that he was afraid of killing instead of facing it. It's a pity that I have no choice." The young swordsman calmed down, and it seemed that his mind, which had been lost in power recently, had regained stability.

At this moment, Yuxian stopped and saw the one-eyed ninja leader kneeling on the ground, and a corpse covered in white cloth in front of him.

"He's dead?" Yuxian also squatted down and tore off the white cloth. It was a bald head with a 'Baoxiang Majestic'.

The great monk of Mishanyuan has saved countless souls along the way, and now he has passed away, and it is true that all karmic sins will be rewarded.

"Dead." Shu Fangbai replied, the side of his face was pierced, and his words leaked out.

"Any last words?"

"Yes, he said that he would die if the money was useless. It's really a sad thing in life." The ninja was expressionless. In fact, he and the monk have teamed up since they dealt with Genichiro.

Yu Xian clasped his hands together, and said solemnly: "Then copy down the address, I won't lose a penny of his commission."

"no need."

"Ok?"

"Because I don't even know his name, how can I talk about his address." Shu Fangbai smiled.

"What!?" This time it was Yuzuru's turn to be shocked. In his impression, these two mercenaries were together every day, and they were divided into a team every time they fought. They lasted for more than a year, but they didn't know each other's name until they died?

"We are animals born for war. God knows when they will become enemies. If we meet on the battlefield, it will be embarrassing." Shu Fangbai stood up together, nodding his head in greeting, "Going to the front line, fast and good Kill the inner government army!"

The ninja turned around in a dull manner, walked away from the dull castle tower with dull steps, only Yuzuru looked at his back and shook his head slowly.

Everyone has difficulties, just like myself, the best choice is not to have in-depth contact with anyone, killing people, seizing treasures, and flashing people, one set of operations is smooth and smooth, like locusts crossing the border, just leave after grabbing.

Unfortunately, I don't want to, and I just want to fulfill my promise.

He glanced at Yongzhen who had not slept for two days but was still busy, and without saying hello, he lifted his knife and disappeared into the dusk.

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When the two cable bridges were erected and the iron stream of the inner government army poured into the city, within a long time, the sound of gunshots from the whole Yichongwan had been silenced.

Ruins and ruins, corpses everywhere, this is the last trace.And the inner mansion didn't have time to clean up one by one, so they simply camped in the rubble.

"Is there any resistance to Ichijomaru?" The dusty Aoyama Tadatoshi strode forward, followed by a large group of samurai.

"There are still some sporadic enemies. The tunnels dug by Master Wei are really complicated, and it is inevitable to miss something."

"Your Excellency, I suggest using the tunnel to infiltrate the Erchongwan, and attack the city from the inside and the outside!"