This is My Juggernaut Journey

"Is there anything else that needs to be added?" The samurai frowned, his eyes were bloodshot, and his execution ability was indeed outstanding.

"No more, you are very considerate." Yuxian was relieved to find that Genichiro had not been living in vain all these years, patted his shoulder armor, and took the long knife from Yongzhen, "Let's go, let's go Look at the Ronin Group."

When Yuxian went downstairs, she also met the son of Bianruo. When she came back yesterday, she was dozing off at the door, but she didn't see her again at lunch time. She didn't expect to meet her in the morning.

There were no guards around the girl, and she didn't know where the monk had gone. Because Maeda Zaemon was there, the two didn't talk to each other, they just nodded at each other and passed by. An ethereal voice.

"Master Yuzuru, I will visit you again after you finish handling the matter."

The swordsman turned his head quickly, and there was no girl in sight. He narrowed his eyes slightly, never thinking that Ruozi could send a message in his mind, and answered along the 'frequency':

"it is good."

Of course he's going to look for it, if he doesn't learn how to counterattack, it's free to fight Yinglong, but there are more important things to do now, so he can't make time for a while.

The three of them walked down the stairs, and the guards had already opened the gate of the castle tower. Taking advantage of the rising sun, Yuzuru saw densely packed soldiers on the stairs. The top is full of musketeers, and there are giant kites flying in the hazy sky, and the ninjas above will use eagle tubes to observe the movements of the castle town.

The torches that have not been extinguished creaked and burned, the swords, guns, swords and halberds were murderous, and the horses scratched the ground restlessly. When they heard that the gate of the castle tower was opened, thousands of people looked at the gate of the castle tower on a high place, and cast all their eyes on the gate. string body.

As a high point, Yuxian is bathed in the morning light, as if he is sitting on a god seat in the clouds, and if he is not dressed casually, he is more like an emperor.

Ninja Army, Ashina Army, Hirata Former Minister, Ronin, Mercenary Army, Inner House Army...

This is a hodgepodge, the difference is that each has rich combat experience, and the equipment is also very good, at least Yuxian saw several Nanban cannons installed on the sports car at a glance.

This is Wei Ming's army, this is my army.

He saw that the ronin group was standing in the second row, second only to the old general Wei Ming. They were all composed of swordsmen who were not good at battle but good at fighting alone, and even their clothes were different from the others.

Cyan feathers, wearing a mop on the forehead, and the clothes are bulging inside, obviously wearing light armor, no long weapons, but two long and short swords on the waist.

hiss.......

Yuzuru felt a wind of 'recruiting nuclear' coming towards him, and this attire always reminded him of some bad memories. He turned his head to look at Xianichiro, who had a proud face, obviously this guy did a good job.

The current Sanichiro is actually so reliable that it makes me tremble with fear......

He smiled and saw Miyamoto Musashi in the first row of the 'Rogue Squad'. This unshaven man didn't want to show off at first, but the battle with Yuzuru made his reputation spread all over Weiming, so now he has no choice but to stand up Scalp went to be the leader, but when he saw Yuxian looking at him, he stared back without fear.

The power is not what you want, and you want to climb a higher realm of swordsmanship?

Yuzuru suddenly understood that there are thousands of Miyamoto Musashi in thousands of worlds. It seems that although Wei Ming does not have the escape of that girl, there is no difference in her dedication to swordsmanship.

"Then let you see, the peak of swordsmanship that is hard to exhaust." Yuxian nodded to him, then looked at the standing army formation, turned around and patted Xianichiro.

"Order to the whole army: rest in place, don't move around at will, attack tonight! Anyone who holds a knife—"

"Kill or kill!"

PS: The first update, Ma De, there is no suitable chair for coding in the countryside, my back hurts so much...

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"Abandoned knife order? Are you kidding me!"

A newly posted notice was torn into shreds and crumpled up before being thrown violently on the worn floor.

With the sound of heavy breathing, the old man's face was already flushed, almost to the point of bursting blood vessels, and his fierce gaze made people think of the past when he hanged the whole village to death on the tree when he exterminated Yixiang Yikui.

All the people in the room were looking at the same thing. The high-ranking people who had just ended the troubled times didn't have a good kind. Good people can't live in peace, and they didn't spend more time on art. When they tore off the elegant and noble skin Open, the essence of the beast is undoubtedly revealed.

"I didn't expect what happened to those scumbags to happen repeatedly." The skinny Yamashita Fumi laughed, and the scum in his mouth was naturally a rogue. Something's wrong, I don't understand the difference between the lords here and the ronin."

The difference is... there is no difference, because a ronin is a samurai without a lord, and the people in this room who came to Weiming to take refuge are technically ronin, but well, they can always find superiority in their family names and bloodlines sense.

"I have the noble blood of the Uesugi family on me. How can I be compared with Ronin? Wei Minguo wants us to become dogs after we resist our ability? Sorry, I, Yoshio Uesugi, can't do it!" A young man stood up, holding his hands high Gui Taidao, blue veins burst out of excitement: "This sword is a family heirloom, let it be ashamed, it would be better to take my life!"

"Yes, it can't be done!"

"I can't do it! How dare you throw it into the big pit under the city by yourself. My saber is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by Lord Asakura. How can I be with garbage!"

For a while, the crowd was excited, just as Miko worried, high-level samurai are different from ronin, they cannot be suppressed by power, even in the Meiji era of later generations, they dared to set off a southwest war because of the abolition of swords.

"Then tell me, gentlemen, what should we do?" Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, the old man asked a question very cunningly.

"Let's go to Weiming City to make an admonition. A samurai's sword is his second life, so don't hand it in."

"We can't even enter the city gate, and we are talking about admonishment? And those country bumpkins didn't pay attention to us at all, otherwise it would be so sudden?" The overindulgent middle-aged man smiled coldly and looked up, "So Your Excellency , do it."

"But that person beheaded..." Someone hesitated.

"You guys have seen him too, do you feel exaggerated?" Yamashita Wen asked back. Everyone nodded after thinking about it. The young man who entered the city yesterday is really not like a murderer, and young people, even if they fail, they will fool around when the time comes If not, the relationship can be separated.

"Okay, we have endured for so long, but Master Wei is aggressive. If we give in again, will we still be able to resist when Master Wei raises the butcher's knife in the future?" Resolutely, he secretly thanked Wei Mingren in his heart.

Such a reckless move saved the old man a lot of trouble.

Every family's small abacus is put aside under the abolition of the sword, or because of honor, or because of a sense of security, they will definitely choose to resist.

"Go ahead, Your Excellency!"

"Yes, show these bumpkins the consciousness of a noble man!"

As the center of his eyes, the old man stroked his beard and sighed: "Forget it, they have been stealing the country for decades, and they haven't learned how to manage the country yet! I will teach them as much as I can, and I hope you will work hard!"

"We will definitely do our best!" A group of people knelt down on the ground, thinking of Weiming Kingdom's powerful military power, they were of course extremely united at the moment.

Feeling that the military spirit is useful, the old man didn't talk nonsense, and immediately began to order: "Yamashita-kun, please contact the Kato family and the Nijo family, and tell them that everyone will die if they don't unite."