A Weird Theater That Started In London

【If you must die, you will live, if you must live, you will die】

Japan, Fushimi Castle.

A thin old man with a pale face was writing on the eucalyptus, the font was square, and it was still Chinese characters.

As if feeling something in his heart, he suddenly turned his eyes to the northwest and made predictions for a certain battle to come.

Then, gently cough up a few mouthfuls of **** phlegm.

Perhaps this sentence also alludes to its own destiny.

More than ten years ago, he had vowed to be loyal to the successor of his master, Oda Nobunaga, but in the end he could not resist the temptation and broke his promise to grab the power into his own hands.

Today, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who is worshipped by young noble warriors such as Shimadzu Tadashi, feels guilty because he is about to die soon, and medicine stones are difficult to cure.

But what about my young son?

Will Tokugawa, Maeda, and even other daimyo serve him faithfully and promise never to betray him?

Half of Hideyoshi's mind was involved in the war, and the other half was devoted to his young son.

In front of this magnificent Fushimi Castle, a lot of money and power have been invested, but in Hideyoshi's eyes, it is far less than the "pick" born of the favored concubine Yodo Hall.

Because, after losing the two-year-old Tsuru Song, the boy became the only heir to the Toyotomi family.

Before that, Hideyoshi once thought that he would never have another son, so he appointed his nephew and 24-year-old adopted son Hideji as Guan Bai.

Wandering around the countryside with iron cannons, seeing the old peasants working, they got excited and shot and killed them.

When practicing shooting, improvise and capture passing travelers and tie them up as targets.

In order to practice swordsmanship, the pregnant woman was cut open.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi didn't care about this because of Shuuji's blood connection with him, but with the birth of "Shi", everything changed.

One night, the killing Guan Bai completely disappeared, and his head was circulated to Kyoto. From that moment on, everyone in Japan knew that Lord Taiko had a real heir, a nickname named "Shi" and his real name "Xiu Lai". "Boy.

At this moment, except for a word on the desktop, the rest are all letters.

【Shi's body is getting better and better? 】

[Did he drink milk? Please let him drink enough milk and take good care of him. You need to eat more to ensure adequate nutrition. 】

[Don't give me the noble wormwood, if you let someone use it for him, it would be a crime! 】

Due to the war, Hideyoshi had to leave in the first year of the child's birth, and he could only use the tone of this order to let the concubine Yondien take care of him.

In recent years, Hideyoshi has written letters to his youngest son under the title of "Taiko Father". The letter is full of pride and love for the child's slow growth.

[You wrote me a letter right away, and I am very happy. I'm going to set aside some free time and go back quickly. Because you love masks, I've sent someone to find some as gifts, even from the Ming Dynasty. 】

[Because I love you so much, I will go back and kiss your lips.

I'm sad because I didn't say goodbye to you when I left yesterday. I think you feel the same way, and I won't be complaining about it here again. I am writing this letter because I love you deeply. 】

[In order to prepare for the festival, you gave me a curtain and a lot of carcasses, I am very happy. I will wear them and wish you a happy and long life. I'll go back and kiss you when the day comes. It was so good.

I will go back at the end of the year. I will kiss your lips, it belongs to me, no one can kiss it, not even lightly. I can imagine that you are getting better and better. 】

The correspondence with his son in the past few years was organized by Hideyoshi and placed in the most conspicuous place for viewing and recalling at any time.

Now, his life is not long, and Xiu Lai took the initiative to send a letter, which said that four playmates bullied him and did not want to follow instructions.

Therefore, after practicing calligraphy, Hideyoshi immediately wrote back to his son, telling him how to keep his power, especially after his death.

[That four boys went against your will, this is something unforgivable, tell your mother, then tie these four guys with straw ropes until father comes back to you.

When I go back, I will kill them all! 】

Put down the pen and examine the reply.

Through this letter, Hideyoshi seemed to see the future. He kept coughing, gulping down the blood that came up, and then wiped the blood with his Chinese clothes.

Is it true that he swears his allegiance to the daimyo of the Toyotomi family forever? In the past few years, he has ordered the powerful daimyo under his command to take the oath to Xiu Lai again and again.

But these ambitious people are actually the same as themselves!

"No, I can't die! I want to watch Xiu Lai grow up, get married and have children, and become Japan's new emperor."

Ferociousness and a trace of fear flashed in Toyotomi Hideyoshi's eyes, and he thought of his own nephew, Shun Bai Xiuji, who was ordered to be executed.

After ordering Hideji and his retainers to commit suicide by caesarean section, Hideyoshi ordered the executioner to execute his nephew's wives, concubines and children in turn in order to consolidate power for his son.

In a place called Santiaoheyuan, children were first dragged out of prison carts to be executed, followed by women, who were led one by one, knelt on the ground and beheaded, then buried in deep pits.

Hideyoshi still clearly remembers that he deliberately ordered a temple to be built on it to remove grievances and evil spirits, and a stone tablet was erected:

【Hideji Evil Tomb】

If after his death, Xiu Lai was overthrown by the big names, then his end would definitely not be much better than Xiu Ji.

Because of this, Hideyoshi resisted death, and a **** black substance flowed in his eyes.

"If I can expand the territory and grab more luck, I! I can still live!"

A crazy thought flashed through his mind, just as a red-eyed gambler never lacks guts.

the other side.

Shimadzu Tadashi, who led the eight hundred Satsuma samurai, did not realize that there was a heavy burden on his shoulders.

"Anti-God Evil God"

Because the upcoming battle in Namwon, Jeolla Province, is the first time the two sides have faced each other since the war broke out again, which is of great significance.

But Zhongheng is very confident now, looking to his side, said solemnly:

"No matter how powerful an enemy is, in front of Shixianliu, he will also become a weak sheep."

"You're right."

Tang Chuan agreed immediately.

Hundreds of miles away, in the mountains and forests.

Lu Li locked the breath from the front, held the iron halberd in his hand, and waited silently.

The black mane horse kicked with four hooves. It was not afraid, but excited. After a long time, he finally appeared on the battlefield again!

As for life and death?

It's not far off the mark, but it's not far off.

Can be resurrected anyway.

Moreover, with the strength of the master, there is absolutely no possibility of being trapped here.

"Suxing Ridge and the demons and wild gods on the edge of Liaochuan are willing to cooperate with the official army to add a chance to the situation. Unfortunately, it is too late, and Tunshan Ridge has been slaughtered."

Smelling the blood that was getting closer and closer, Lu Li couldn't help sighing. At the same time, he took out a piece of white paper from his arms.

This is a great Confucian handwriting, which can summon more than 100 Golden Armored soldiers and strengthen their prestige.

And from the beginning to the end, Lu Li did not intend to use this thing to kill the enemy, he whispered in his heart:

The first battle must be won and won happily.

Close your eyes.

Build momentum.

Just like that, the surroundings fell silent.

Halfway through, a cricket jumped onto Lu Li's shoulder, and then jumped away quickly. It didn't feel what it was stepping on just now, but it was actually a living thing.

"coming."

After an unknown amount of time, the black-maned horse suddenly spoke.

Lu Li also opened his eyes.

Behind him, an azure wolf synchronized with it.

"Spirit of War? General Daming? Only a hundred people dare to attack?"

Shimadzu Tadashi's tone was excited.

Beside him, Tang Chuan's eyes were full of surprises.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally saw the savior, I didn't expect it to come so soon.

It seems that the old man takes me seriously!

This guy made up too many unrealistic scenes. In the eyes of the Japanese, his expression was definitely suspicious, but he didn't care at the moment.

The two forces collided head-on, and in an instant, a strong killing aura manifested, filling the sky and the earth.

At this level, evil spirits, killing intent, and even spiritual power can all be turned into tangible things.

I saw that the eight hundred Satsuma samurai morale machines were connected together, and a demon **** phantom appeared immediately above the battle formation.

She wore a peculiarly-shaped pocket, a body armor, a waist armor skirt, and a red robe. She held a samurai sword and stared at Lu Li expressionlessly.

And behind Lu Li, the blue sky wolf raised his head and howled, with the intention of staring at the sky.

For some reason, Tang Chuan, who was standing on the sidelines, suddenly thought of Lu Bu, the **** of war.

"Okay くぞ!"

Even people who don't understand Japanese can guess what it means.

Following the order of the brat, Shimadzu Tadashi, countless samurai warriors rushed forward.

However, the ghosts and gods that appeared in the sky did not move because Sirius was confronting him.

Lu Li hadn't experienced the thrill of fighting in battle for a long time, but seeing the Satsuma warriors charging forward, the killing intent immediately climbed to the top.

The strengthened iron halberd was swung, and the sound of sonic booms continued. In his breath, he had already fought against this group of warriors dozens of times.

However, from another point of view, it is also a fulfillment.

The corpse of a samurai with a strange haircut is separated!

The Japanese horses as short as donkeys still maintained their momentum, carrying their masters and galloping forward, but only a headless torso was left on their backs.

As a lot of blood spurted out of the cavity, the last strand of blood flowed out, and the legs between the sides of the horse's belly were instantly exhausted.

Bang bang bang.

The sound of falling is incessant.

The blood mist fell from the sky, but he couldn't get close to Lu Li. He hooked his finger at Shimadzu Tadashi:

"Little devil, they can't do it, you come."

The Japanese aristocrats have learned Chinese culture since childhood. As the second son of the family, Shimadzu Tadashi obviously has a higher education. Hearing the enemy general's provocation, he immediately pulled out the blood scabbard samurai sword.

However, the servants in the vicinity took the lead in drawing their swords. They were retainers. If the young master made any mistakes, they would have to commit suicide.

"shoot!"

It is worth mentioning that the so-called Bushido, Shimadzu Tadashi does not intend to follow.

Because he couldn't figure out the details of the man in front of him. Anyway, if he cut his head and nose, he made a military exploit. Who cares how he killed it?

Bang bang bang!

Japanese iron cannons roared.

The magic-modified black powder burned, spewing out powerful projectiles, causing the surrounding air to vibrate violently.

Earlier, Lu Li had made up his mind to use his armor and his body to hard-connect bullets to judge the power of this weapon.

Between the lightning and flint, the fiery projectile deceived him, and he did not dodge or evade, and greeted him head-on.

Under the crotch, the black mane horse was helpless.

It does not have harnesses, but, like the Bull Demon, has a set of battle armor carefully crafted by its owner, which must be used in the second form.

And the black mane horse doesn't want to be **** him. After all, not everyone has absolute confidence in their own strength like Lu Li.

The black light flickered, with a little bit of moonlight and stars, and wrapped the black mane horse from head to tail.

clang! clang clang!

The symphony of gold and iron is endless.

Seeing that the power of the musket passed through the myth, with such a high-density shot, still unable to break the armor and stomach defense, Tang Chuan sighed:

Is this the big dog?

Shentie is like a street cabbage, forged into such a strong and large-area armor.

clang!

The last collision sound exploded on the left cheek. Lu Li, who had not used any magical powers, felt a little pain, but the traces left on it quickly subsided.

"What kind of magic tricks have you used, iron cannons can easily penetrate even rocks..." Shimadzu Tadashi was surprised, speaking in fluent Chinese.

Unfortunately, no answer came.

In front of everyone's eyes, Lu Li said a sentence of Japanese that he deliberately learned before the exam:

"あなたはRed deer ですか?"

The effect is outstanding.

As soon as the words fell, Shimadzu Tadashi and his retainers were furious, waving their samurai swords and rushing up one after another, as did the group of family soldiers behind, who surrounded the Ming army generals who had left the group.

Everyone except Tang Chuan felt that Lu Li was too arrogant, and actually took the initiative to get away from the more than 100 cavalry soldiers behind him.

Times have changed.

Today, the wind of challenge is no longer popular.

It is even less popular to take advantage of words.

The Satsuma samurai attacked from all directions, showing their presence like Lu Li!

Bears, wild boars, giant whales.

The manifestation of various visions is what is formed by the combination of swordsmanship, its own will, and normal visualization.

After all, there are not many beasts in the island country.

"kill!"

Lu Li shouted loudly, and the eyes of Sirius, who was originally confronting the demon god, narrowed slightly, and the blue light attached to the halberd became blazing.

The dead heads fluttered in the sky, and under the strong wind, Pi Lian's blood was directly beaten into fine foam smaller than a bead. The unknown sky flew away.

Eight hundred warriors full of confidence, and Lu Li, who has not yet fully opened the battle, seems to end in a fiasco.

Shimadzu Tadashi's face was solemn.

Tang Chuan noticed that this kid was holding a saber and poised, watching his retainers go up to die one after another, and beat the beat with his fingers, as if he was conveying some news.

Ninja?

Subpoena?

All kinds of thoughts flashed by, Tang Chuan forcibly pressed it down, endured humiliation and survived until now, the opportunity to make meritorious deeds is at hand.

"Little devil, do you want to dance too?"

Shout out long restrained lines.

Gather gas into a blade!

Tang Chuan, who was hiding behind, used all means to launch this impeccable raid.

Weather, location, people and people are all there.

What to lose?

No matter how bad it is, he is also a member of the elite class, this blow should not be underestimated by anyone!

Therefore, when the sense of penetration came, Tang Chuan smiled proudly:

"The enemy will fight and take ったり..."

"I'm going to take off his clothes."