Chapter 412 Yoyo Luming, the last warrior

"Why are you fighting?" Jubei took a deep breath and asked suddenly.

"I will obey my lord's orders and fight for the country." The cavalryman replied calmly.

"You are invading my country and killing our people." Jubei's eyes were cold and he stopped.

"Where did the war start?" The cavalryman also stopped and asked.

Jubei's breathing began to worsen, and it was difficult for him to answer this question. The surrounding samurai were facing several times the number of enemy soldiers. He could hear many familiar voices wailing. There was no doubt that this battle was about to be lost again.

These disciples who have followed him for many years may all die in this battle. This real gap is like a ravine in the sky, and it is difficult for heroes and righteousness to overcome it.

"Soldiers are like fire. If you don't fight, you will burn yourself." The voice of the cavalry sounded again, and the voice became colder. He lunged and turned sideways, and the steel whip was already facing the Jubei.

Jubei couldn't hide the sadness in his heart, he couldn't help but ask:

"is there time?"

The cavalry's eyes gradually became sharp, and he said in a deep voice:

“War comes when you need it, not when you want it.”

"What's more, this is a life-and-death war."

"After launching this war, you Fusang have become more harmonious than ever before. Do you understand this truth?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all kinds of distracting thoughts hit his mind, and Jubei froze.

When the distracting thoughts gradually faded away, only regret, anger, and grief were left in his heart. Jubei's eyes widened and his body trembled slightly.

The fighting around them continued, and more and more people died in the fierce battle.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and Jubei's eyes became hotter and hotter. He looked at Chiko Muramasa in front of him and answered the question that he could not speak before.

"War comes from delusions."

"If I could turn back time, I would cut off their delusions with one blow!!"

Akihito's figure flashed through Jubei's mind.

He was gnashing his teeth, his face was ferocious, and veins were popping up on his forehead. His anger was beyond words, and only his moist eyes showed the deep sorrow behind the anger.

"But as of today, all I Jubei have left is——"

"Sacrifice yourself for your country!"

"Okay, come on!" The knight looked calm and shouted loudly.

In an instant, the two of them moved at the same time!

This time, it is no longer a temptation, but a life-saving blow!

But at this moment, a figure suddenly came over.

Yoshino Sendou's face was pale, and the blood in his abdomen flowed all over the floor as he ran wildly. At first, he could still take steps and run wildly, and he could still block the weapons attacking from around him, but later on, he felt colder and colder, getting colder and colder. sleepy.

But even so, Yoshino Sendou still bit the corners of his lips and the tip of his tongue. When the smell of blood and pain began to spread in his mouth, he finally gathered some strength.

The enemy general who killed Murata Kosuke and defeated his own courage appeared again. No matter what, he had to go to him to repay him.

Even if you can't kill him, it doesn't matter, but you have to go this time.

A humiliating life requires more courage than a heroic death. As a deserter, I have already lost my courage, so how can I survive?

He remembered and understood what Jubei said and thought clearly.

As a warrior, I should have died heroically on the battlefield. For this reason, sacrificing my life for the country is what I should do.

At least, this is not worthy of myself, nor anyone else, nor the country.

Just like this time.

Yoshino Sendou's eyes widened. Even though there was a shaking double image in front of him, even though his mind was in a trance, he knew it was the iron cavalry.

So he stumbled and, with full determination to die, slashed at the leaping cavalry with his sword!

But the timing of his slash was really bad.

At this moment, it was the moment when the Iron Rider wielded a steel whip and the Jubei wielding Thousand Sons Muramasa was fighting.

He broke into the middle of the two shots.

The moment Yoshino Sendou appeared, Jubei had not expected it at all. His pupils shrank and he looked at Yoshino Sendou's back. The sword he swung had to change its direction, but even so, when the tip of the knife was facing down, Jubei I still felt the blade touching Yoshino Sendou's body.

When the tsar's nervous body faced the sudden attack of Yoshino Sendou, he did not hesitate at all, but directly swung this powerful and heavy blow!

There was a "pop" sound!

The steel whip knocked the blade away, and the force was so strong that it could even move forward again!

Its power remained undiminished, and it faced Yoshino Sendou with a relieved expression on his face.

Then there was a "pop"!

The steel whip hit Yoshino Sendou's face firmly. Almost instantly, the face sank rapidly, and the flesh and blood splattered in all directions.

Jubei, who was behind Yoshino Sendou, was even splattered all over his head and face, and the pure white feathers on his body were also mottled with blood.

At the same time, Yoshino Sendou's body began to fall onto Jubei.

The cavalryman didn't stop after he succeeded in the attack. He took a deep breath, flew forward, and swung a steel whip forward again!

Jubei immediately twisted around, avoided Yoshino Sendou's body and hurriedly swung his sword.

"Boom."

When the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, Jubei's eyes gradually became calmer.

Qianzi Muramasa is Fuso's most famous sharp knife. Its interlaced texture makes it so beautiful that it doesn't look like a killing weapon, but more like a luxurious decoration.

But its sharpness is undoubtedly second to none, otherwise how could it be called the "Supreme Sharp Knife".

But even so, this sharp blade still couldn't cut off the steel whip that was two fingers wide.

The curled blade announced that Qianzi Muramasa was no longer a sharp sword, it had become a broken sword.

The sword did not fall out of his hands. Jubei used all his strength to hold the handle tightly. This was his sword. As a samurai, he must never let the sword leave him.

There was a "boom".

The iron cavalry whip knocked the ten soldiers and guards to the ground with their swords.

Until then, the cavalryman bent down tiredly, breathing heavily. His arm was even a little weak from the two blows just now, so he rubbed his right arm which was even more sore.

After his eyes lingered on Jubei for a few seconds, he stood up and staggered away.

Jubei lay flat on the ground with his hands spread out, his eyes half-opened, and he stared blankly at the tree crown that had been bombarded by artillery fire and had fallen petals, leaving only branches.

The feather fabric on the body has been spread out, and it is covered with mottled blood spots, which look like falling pink petals.

And in the position of the chest, it is more like a large cluster of cherry blossoms blooming densely.

Blood surged from his throat uncontrollably into his mouth, flowing out from the corners of Jubei's half-opened mouth, and blood was also leaking out of his chest.

The sounds of fighting around them were still ringing out, but they were receding rapidly like a tide. The scene in front of them was also fading rapidly, but the bare cherry branches became distinct, turning from brown to burnt black.

"Woo!"

The sound of the trumpet sounded at this time. I don't know if it was an auditory hallucination or the Yan army launched a general attack. After joining forces to encircle and suppress the defeated generals, the dying Jubei had no time to think.

But the next moment.

"YoYo."

An ethereal and long voice followed closely, suddenly appearing in Jubei's ears. It was hard for him to believe that it was an auditory hallucination. After all, the voice was so real, as if he was right next to his ears.

The voice was a little familiar, but also a little strange, so he turned his eyes with difficulty and looked to the side.

Among the crowns of a fallen cherry tree, a rather small Feishe deer lay curled up on the ground.

It was probably still a young deer, and it was trembling all over. It seemed to be frightened by the battle, but it didn't dare to get up and run away, so it could only huddle there, looking at Jubei with a pair of clear eyes, as if asking for help.

"It's Feishe Deer. I haven't seen it for a long time."

"Obviously there were a lot of them in the past."

Jubei couldn't make a sound, so he could only sigh in his heart.

"I really miss you..."

After the last sentence of emotion fell, Jubei closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.