A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 304 Samurai
"Captain Evil Ghost, I, Kyojiro, will execute the punishment of heaven on you!" After the hygienic hooded man roared, he slashed his throat and closed his eyes to kill the general with his knife horizontally.

"Kyojiro, this name sounds familiar..."

"There's a flaw!!" Kyojiro leaped up and slashed at the head.

"Break your grandma." Although the iron plate connecting the two boats was crumbling, Fang Xian was able to come and go freely relying on Wanli's lone movement, and only slightly missed a step back, and got out of the way of Xingjiro's attacking body.

At the same time, a wave came and moved the positions of the two ships a little.

When Kyojiro Tenju came down, there was no iron plate under his feet, and he fell straight into the sea.

When the sailors on the opposite enemy ship saw Kyojiro fall into the sea, instead of being shocked, they shared the same hatred: "Kill!! Avenge Captain Saeki!"

"kill!"

"What kind of nation is this, can't the captain feel sad..." Fang Xian swung his sword and wanted to kill him.

"Admiral!!!" Behind him, the sailors of his own side also came, "The admiral has already killed the captain of the opponent, leave the others to us!!"

The sailor shouted loudly: "Admiral snatches the heads of the brothers, everyone agree!!"

"kill!!"

Fang Xian roughly calculated that [-] gold coins would be enough for them to stay in the brothel for several years. This motivation was indeed enough, and he didn't want to fight ordinary sailors to consume his energy, so he stepped aside and retreated to the ship to wait and see the battle.

The sailors on both sides rushed to fight on the board. What they were fighting was not swordsmanship or light work, but weight!
When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and when you collide with a narrow passage, it's like a tug-of-war, and the stronger side can crush it.

In such a comparison, it seems that the legendary warriors will suffer.

Although these warriors wearing hygienic blood-red turbans have quick sword skills and quick reactions, their average height is about 1.6 meters, and they are basically skinny masters.

Look at my big Yaozi sailor team, serving wine and meat all day long, grabbing a big guy who is 1.8 meters away, even if he is shorter, the chassis is quite stable.

The space was so small that the warriors couldn't move their knives, and when they hit each other, they were pushed back by the Da Yaozi's troops, just like a one-sided tug-of-war.

Some would rather die than retreat, and will be trampled by my kiln sailors' team, changing from three-dimensional to two-dimensional flat film.

Fang Xian returned to the bow and waited and watched the situation of the warships.

The 10 ironclad warships of the first and second fleets all surrounded the four iron warships of Lai Dao's family. In line with the 3V1 4P strategic principle, multi-pronged approach, multi-point flowering, multi-hole explosion.

Since the Third Fleet is equipped with fewer sailors and is the formation of the former Fujian Navy, I am afraid that its combat power with real swords and guns will be a little weak.Let the entire fleet deal with the remaining paddle, no matter how trash it is, it should be enough.

Fang Xian was fighting against the Admiral Xingjiro of the Second Fleet of Lai Island, and he followed the wrong ship. Looking from a distance, Suo Jing Lai Island was bumped into by Daerba.

Fang Xian couldn't help panicking, he was very familiar with his apprentice, his style of play was too honest, and he didn't have as many tricks as himself; and Suo Jinglai Island was the overlord who unified the water forces of the Japanese country, and his sword skills must not be weak. A head-to-head encounter may not necessarily take advantage of it.

Fang Xian watched from a distance, and the steps under Daerba's feet were much more erratic than usual, and it seemed difficult to display his steady, precise and ruthless fighting characteristics. After all, Daerba didn't have light skills, and his feet wobbled a lot when fighting in water. Fan is not acceptable.

"Not good, my disciple's breathing is not stable..." Other things are fine, Fang Xian found that Daerba's kung fu has also become erratic, "Could it be that...his spring heart has sprouted recently, which has ruined the character and good fortune of the boy kung fu?! "

At this moment Daerba's face was flushed, his lips were trembling, because he couldn't control his balance, he kept being pushed back by Laidao, thanks to his years of practice and his strong foundation, he didn't fall off the boat.

Looking at Dao again, he has transformed into a mad dog form at some point, holding two big knives and smashing down randomly, without stopping for a moment, his mouth is still roaring and shaking his momentum.

Fang Xian watched anxiously, but he was helpless, as long as he was caught in hand-to-hand combat, he couldn't get out easily. Otherwise, he would give up the sailors on the board and the sailors who attacked the enemy ship. Fang Xian did this kind of bastard not out.

He took a brief look at the battle situation on the ship. He had just defeated Anjiro, which more or less damaged the enemy's morale. These gang of brothel sailors had already rushed onto the enemy ship. Although this kind of chaotic fighting had advantages for the samurai, the governor here was I personally supervised the army, and both sides suffered similar losses.

The governor immediately gave an order: "There is no need to support this side, and all the ships that escaped will destroy the opponent's flagship——Yamato!"

Ben was heading this way, and the ship that was going to support the governor took orders, and quickly turned the bow to surround the Yamato.

In this battle, everyone was assigned to different warships. Except for the temporary disadvantage of Daerba's side, both Yueru and Zhang Dashun had the upper hand.Based on Xiao Kuailing's fighting characteristics, Yueru mainly whips and stumbles the enemy. If she doesn't get into close combat, there is basically no danger. The samurai can only hate that they are not ninjas.Zhang Dashun is also an evolutionary version today. He has gone through many vicissitudes. Although his swordsmanship is still urgent, his leadership is really good. Under his plan, the three ironclad ships have been attached to the opposite ship. Only barely defending two routes, the third route was breached, and he was immediately copied from the back. He was attacked from the front and back, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

The only thing that is unbearable is the Third Fleet.

A whole fleet of five large Chinese sailing ships and 250 sailors went to besiege a small Japanese paddle boat of the enemy, but they failed to capture it immediately. They even failed to board the ship, and the sailors would counterattack instead.

"Hua Mei! What are you doing?!" Fang Xian knew that during the battle, he complained that his subordinates were wrong, but this battle was too bad.

As soon as Fang Xian finished scolding, his heart felt sour.

Li Huamei also went into battle with a rapier, but she had never experienced any battles, her body was covered with scars, and her red robe was dyed purple-black.

"Admiral...I tried my best...please wait a little longer." Hua Mei wiped the blood from her mouth, and stood up again to kill.

Fang Xian couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Yang Xien? Where is your mother?"

Looking again, it turned out that Uncle Yang had already been wounded and lying on the deck, unable to move.

The sailor who took care of him reported:
"Governor, Director Yang and many brothers were injured when we were shooting at the enemy, and they didn't fall until the shells were finished..."

"Don't tell me sooner?! I can arrange other missions for the Third Fleet!"

"Captain Li...would not let us report, saying that if we reported the damage here, the admiral might not let us go into battle."

There was another shout, and Li Huamei finally killed the enemy captain.

"Destroy... the Japanese pirates..." Li Huamei's physical strength had already been exhausted, and the rapier in her hand had broken, and her only faith supported her to move forward.

"Hua Mei! Retreat! This is an order!"

"I'm sorry, Admiral." Hua Mei led the remaining manpower of the ship, and plunged into the sea of ​​warriors without hesitation.

"Damn it." Only then did Fang Xian feel how troublesome it is to really fight. Yuyan is not in the fleet now, and is on a more important mission. Fang Xian began to miss Hua Junshi.

On the other side, Daerba has been forced to the ship, only one step away, Suo Jinglai Island is about to counterattack and board the ship.

"Darba! Withdraw, wait for our ship to support!"

"Master..." Daerba blocked Lai Dao's violent attacks with an iron rod, "Dalba has been with Master for so long, and he has failed to achieve anything. If he even loses a fight... Daerba is completely unqualified to assist Master! "

"Who the hell are you?" Fang Xian was extremely angry. These guys are all temperamental people. They don't understand tactics at all. The fundamental thing is to follow the trend by fighting more and less. They just want to go against the current and fight the enemy the last Sharp places recklessly.

"Have you fucking finished the fight yet!" Fang Xian shouted at the opposite enemy ship, this bunch of kiln sailors were too slow to attack.

Looking back at this time, the battle damage has actually undergone a great reversal.

When they first boarded the ship, the battle losses of both sides were basically equal, and our own side had an advantage of 70-80 sailors, so Fang Xian let them fight on.

But a samurai is a samurai after all, with a kind of paranoid to morbid belief that the more he fights, the braver he is, the more injuries he suffers, the more desperate he is.

As Suo Jinglai Island said, either bloom like a cherry blossom or fall like a cherry blossom.

This sentence is not finished - even after blooming, there will still be a falling ending.

It can be said that it is the most perverted part of Bushido. Losing is a disgrace, and you will be cut open; if you win, you have done your loyalty and have nothing to desire.

Facing the warriors with such beliefs, the Yaozi sailors obviously lack stamina. Compared with the faith of a lifetime, money and the power of the governor are far inferior.

These warriors will still bite the enemy fiercely after breaking their stomachs, and they will still burn their last life after breaking their arms and legs.

Fang Xian roughly calculated that his battle loss ratio is getting higher and higher, more and more terrifying, it has changed from 1:1 to 6:1, and it is still rising.

There are still 131 soldiers on our own side, and 97 remaining from the enemy. If this continues, the situation of the battle will be unfavorable.

After all, Fang Xian regretted his decision a bit. If the warship had come to support him at that time, he might have won now.My own experience in fighting is still insufficient, especially in the face of Japanese pirates. The combat power of this nation cannot be calculated.

But now, many warships are in a bitter battle, and the battle loss ratio is rising steadily. Everyone underestimates the combat power of the Japanese pirates in their last stand.

If this continues, the outcome may be difficult to judge.

"Damn it, it's obviously three times the number of sailors." Fang Xian was annoyed, but he had no choice but to throw down the admiral's cape again and go into battle shirtless.

Fighting with the soldiers will lose a lot of physical strength. If you end up in a one-on-one fight with the captain of Suo Jinglai Island, I'm afraid it will be disadvantageous.But now there is no time to think about this issue, otherwise the sailors on his ship will be cut off.

"Get out of the way!" Fang Xian rushed towards the enemy ship at full speed.

"Mr. Du! It's Mr. Du!" At this time, the sailors of the Yaozi had lost their momentum. Seeing Mr. Du coming, they resolutely moved out of the way as if seeing a savior.

Seeing that the admiral of the other side was marching in person, the enemy warrior who was so red-eyed raised his sword and slashed at him without even thinking about it.

"Spirit is commendable, strength is insufficient." Fang Xian knew that what his side needed most now was morale, so he chose the tried-and-tested "one knife and two paragraphs", bending down, bowing his head, and slashing at the waist at a speed that the opponent couldn't understand.

The samurai finally withered, and his upper and lower body were separated forever.

Facing such combat power, the sailors on both sides were stunned. Is this admiral human?

Fang Xian flicked the knife lightly to wipe away the blood stains: "We need to let them understand what real despair is, and we must crush their fighting spirit. Now they are clamoring because you have not shown the strength to make people despair."

The governor fought in person, and the morale of both sides dropped again.

When faith meets demons and invincible power, it finally begins to waver.

Fang Xian spared no effort to use his saber techniques. After all, this is not the world of Jin Yong. There is no such thing as inner strength and true energy. The strength and speed of the saber are still difficult to get rid of the shackles of the rules. He only uses moves to win, and consumes a lot of energy.

There is no way, now we must win all the way to improve morale, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Under the slashing of the governor, the situation of the battle immediately turned one-sided. The hands of the warriors wielding their knives finally softened.

As the last samurai fell, the sailor raised his sword and cheered.

Fang Xian had no time to be happy at all, and hurriedly watched other battles.

The Third Fleet finally captured the paddle boat. Hua Mei was seriously injured and fell down. Her personnel were unknown. The subordinate sailors had followed the order of the governor and started to retreat.

This is also impossible. The Third Fleet wins completely based on numbers. After the deadly battle, there are only a few dozen sailors left. Without shells, they basically have zero combat power.

The three ships led by Zhang Dashun also drove the enemy to death. Although the battle loss ratio was equally astonishing, it was only a matter of time and no support was needed to win by relying on the superiority of numbers.

From this point of view, Yueru's side was considered to be the smoothest, only using two sailors to achieve the same result as Zhang Dashun, and Yueru's whip skills are indispensable.

The flagship Yamato of the island is even more terrifying than imagined.

Facing the long-term siege of the four Fangjia navy ironclad ships, they actually defended all three routes. Suo Jing came to the island to fight all the way, but instead counterattacked and boarded the ship, the morale was greatly boosted.

"Darba?!! Where's Darba?!!!" Fang Xian exclaimed.

No one answered him, the sailors on Daerba's ship were being massacred by Suo Jinglai Island, just like Fang Xian massacred the opposite side.

"Who knows where Daerba is?!" Fang Xian asked other warship subordinates angrily.

Still no one answered, perhaps because the situation of the battle was too urgent, no one was willing to wait and see.

"Disciple!! I'll find you a wife!!! Find a wife!!!" Fang Xian yelled towards the blood-red sea.

What answered him was the ruthless sound of the waves.

Fang Xian calmed down.

He is Dalba, he will not die so easily, he will not die.

"Return to the ship." Fang Xian regained his composure. This is the stability an admiral should have. "Support at full speed and take down the Yamato. I want to see victory before dawn."

Sailors have no time to rest, the Yamato, must be destroyed.

During the support of Fang Xian's flagship, the ships attacked by Lai Dao were basically reduced to ghost ships. After the two ships of Lai Dao's family were captured, one ship of the Fang Family's navy was eventually destroyed.

"Governor! Do you still support?!" Seeing Fang Xian's expression, the subordinates bit the bullet and said, "Grandfather, that ship no longer needs support... Why don't you wait for the other ships to withdraw their hands and besiege the Yamato together?" .”

"The order remains the same, the brothers on that ship are not dead, I can feel it." Fang Xian's voice was very low.

"But Lord Du...you've consumed too much...if you're with Laishima..."

"Now is not the time to be afraid. Everyone is afraid, but I am the only one who can't be afraid." Fang Xian stood up slowly. In the cool sea breeze at night, he didn't feel the slightest chill. "I paid too much attention to tactics and calculations before. , ignoring the factors of personal heroes, which caused our army to fall into a hard fight. My fault, I will make up for it."

At the same time, Lai Dao seemed to sense the gaze from afar, and slowly turned his head, looking back at Fang Xian with his ruthless eyes, then slowly raised the knife and swung it down gently.

"Did you see that, the enemy admiral is provoking. Go forward at full speed, don't hesitate any longer."

"Yes! Governor!" The subordinate no longer had the heart to persuade.

After taking the ship of the Fang Family Navy, Laijima asked his subordinates to retreat to the Yamato for defense, and sat alone on the ship, waiting for the arrival of the old enemy.

The flagship of the Fang family finally stuck to the ship.

"Admiral, are you going to attack?"

"It's not necessary, even if you consume so much to kill Lai Dao, I'm afraid those warriors will work harder." Fang Xian stood up, stepped on the iron plate, and rushed to Lai Dao to hook his hands, "Use the enemy's best method to kill the enemy, Break their hearts, that's the way to deal with faith."

As Lai Dao walked step by step, he also set foot on the bridge of a heads-up decisive victory.

The loser will fall into the sea forever.

The sailors on both sides stopped consciously and took a few steps back, watching the duel between the two admirals from a distance.

Even Yue Ru withdrew from the battlefield and prayed silently, everyone could tell that Lai Dao was a lunatic.

Zhang Dashun took a deep breath. In his opinion, it is not a wise move to single out the enemy ship admiral, but since Fang Xian has made such a choice, his subordinates should fully support him. He ordered the sailors under his command to shout loudly , for Admiral Zhenwei.

Hua Mei and Sean also woke up to the shouts. They had left the main battle group and could only vaguely see two small dots in the distance.

"This kid... actually fought a duel with a samurai..."

"Uncle Yang, have you forgotten Chinese martial arts?"

"Martial arts? What era was that... Now, there are only muskets and shells..."

The two admirals stood frozen and stared at each other, which was a consistent tradition of samurai duels.

First, look at each other, compete for concentration, look for flaws, and then make a fatal move.

It's a bit ridiculous to say, sometimes the samurai duel can look at each other for an hour, and then resolve the battle within a few seconds.

Fang Xian never understood this, but now standing here, he seems to understand a little bit.

In his own hand, on the knife, it is not only himself who is condensed.

They have their own friends, their own soldiers, their own lineage and dignity, even their own country and their own beliefs.

He deeply knows that the enemy is the same, there is no so-called justice and heavenly punishment.

It can be said that nothing can be read from the pupils of the other party, or it can be said that a world can be read from those small eyes.

The confrontation between the two sides seemed like a long time, and it seemed like a moment.

(End of this chapter)