In the courtyard that was shrouded in darkness, who knew how many ghostly shadows were stirring in the dark.
Zhang Heng's words seemed to have opened the gates of hell, releasing the hungry and thirsty evil spirits. They rushed at him like a tide, like moths attracted to a fire.
The maid carrying the lantern finally pulled out her Tachi. Almost at the same time, at least three blades slashed at different parts of Zhang Heng's body.
At the moment of life and death, Zhang Heng did not panic. He held the katana in one hand, but he did not sheathe the riiza with the other.
He had challenged many dojos in Kyoto before. In addition to looking for famous swords, he had also observed the swordsmanship of various schools and learned from them. Although his skills were still at Level 3, Zhang Heng could feel his progress. Unlike when he first came here, he simply relied on his basic attributes to crush his opponents. Now, he had learned a lot of tricks. Although he could not integrate these tricks into one, he could already choose different tricks according to different situations.
For example, there were many enemies now. At this time, Zhang Heng chose the Niten Ichi-ryū swordsmanship to deal with the enemy. He held the riiza in his left hand and the katana in his right hand, blocking the two blades aimed at his left leg and waist. At the same time, he took advantage of the fact that the attacker was a woman. No matter how skilled she was, her strength was still inferior to a man's. The moment the opponent's weapon collided with Zhang Heng's, Zhang Heng's arm suddenly exerted force and knocked away the two blades.
He then quickly seized the gap in the middle and moved the riiza horizontally to his forehead, blocking the third oncoming slash. At the same time, he waved his right hand and rushed to cut off one of the maid's arms before she could attack.
The splatter of blood made the courtyard even colder.
Zhang Heng did not stand there and wait for the enemy to surround him. Instead, he fought and retreated, looking for weaknesses in the encirclement. This was also the essence of the Niten Ichi-ryū. Miyamoto Musashi was not only a swordsman but also a master of war. In the famous duel on Rock Flow Island, he defeated the number one swordsman at that time, Sasaki Kojiro, with a strategy.
His swordsmanship was based on the principle of combining and winning by surprise. It was not restricted to a single style, and in Zhang Heng's hands, it was even more unconstrained. At the same time, because Zhang Heng held a saber in one hand and a chisel in the other, the length of the saber was different, and the moves were more unpredictable. Almost every saber strike would injure or kill someone.
However, these people lived up to their name of 'death warriors'. Even though their companions were dying one after another, there was no fear in their eyes. Even if their hands and feet were broken, as long as they were still breathing, they would not hesitate to charge at Zhang Heng again. Even if they had to sacrifice their bodies and heads to kill Zhang Heng, they would fight for their companions.
This was a battle tactic exclusive to the Death Warriors. They would fight with their lives and advance without retreating!
Many of them had been adopted by the Tobaku Faction since they were young, or they were willing to repay the kindness of their loved ones with their bodies. They were trained using the ancient methods of the Warring States Period. They abandoned their personal feelings and did not know what fear was. They only existed to complete their missions, and they were often able to erupt with terrifying combat strength.
Under such a ferocious attack, even the most powerful expert would not be able to come out unscathed.
Zhang Heng's left arm, calf, and waist were slashed one after another, but they were only minor injuries. Two of them were because he had underestimated his opponent's determination. His chisel had clearly pierced his opponent's heart, but the enemy could still continue to slash with their Tachi with their amazing willpower. One of them even left a row of teeth marks on his wrist.
However, Zhang Heng did not hold back. In a battle of life and death, there was no time to be merciful to the fairer sex. In just a short period of time, he had killed more than a dozen people, including the maidservant he had saved earlier. Now, he had beheaded her, and the deepest wound on his waist was a gift from the other party.
Zhang Heng's heart was as calm as ever, and he did not regret his action of saving them. He did not want to see them commit suicide because of a small mistake, and he killed them when they tried to slash him. These were two completely different things. As the other party said, the conflict between them was just a matter of duty.
The so-called men of sacrifice could not be regarded as complete "people." They abandoned their own lives and all their feelings. They lived and died for others.
Zhang Heng blocked a sudden stab with his chisel, then looked for an opportunity to pick up the lantern that had fallen to the ground and had begun to burn. He then threw it into the woodshed where the firewood was stored. At the same time, he retreated to the door of the woodshed, guarding there to prevent others from rushing in to put out the fire.
Zhang Heng brought out the imposing aura he had when he was in the Black Sail World, brandishing his two swords in an airtight manner. He was not at a disadvantage even though he was fighting a group of people alone. For a short period of time, no one could get within a foot of him.
However, Zhang Heng silently calculated that the number of people he had just killed or lost their combat power was probably less than one-third of the people in the tea house. If he continued to fight like this, he might really be killed by this group of people who didn't know how to fear death.
Therefore, when Zhang Heng lit up the woodshed, he was actually preparing for his retreat later.
The main entrance and the side entrance were the two most heavily guarded places in the tea house. It would be a little difficult to break through, but Zhang Heng still had Level 1 rock climbing. He could escape directly from the roof, which was also the weakest part of the entire encirclement. Although there were some people who knew ninjutsu squatting on the roof, most of them jumped down during the battle, trying to sneak up on Zhang Heng. In the end, they were killed by Zhang Heng.
As soon as the fire got bigger, Zhang Heng would retreat from the tea house.
But at this moment, he suddenly heard a faint shout from outside the door. At the same time, he could clearly feel that the pressure around him seemed to have reduced a little.
'Did anything change?'
While Zhang Heng was thinking, he heard a familiar voice shouting, "Okita Soji, the captain of the Shinsengumi First Division, is here. People inside, listen up! Put down your weapons and accept inspection! Our director is on his way here! "
However, after he shouted, the enemies in front of him did not surrender. Instead, they attacked him even more fiercely. The people in the tea house seemed to plan to kill the captain of the First Division before Kondo Isami, the big boss of the Shinsengumi, arrived.
However, they did not expect that they would be so unlucky tonight. They had kicked two iron plates in a row. The troublesome guy inside the tea house had yet to be taken down, and the newcomer outside was also a living Yama.
After Okita Soji reported his name, he began to rush into the tea house. The Tachi in his hand bloomed in the dark, like a light butterfly. However, no one expected that this beautiful butterfly could be so deadly. Anyone who stood in front of Okita Soji was killed by his Tachi. No one could withstand a single blow from him.
In the end, Soji rushed into the tea house alone.
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