Hearing the words "a defeated general" from the girl's mouth, Fujiwara no Maro's eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he said in a corrective tone: "Your father Chang Kuo was a defeated general of mine..."
His tone became increasingly cold and slow: "And your father's fellow soldiers and brothers, who were once among the best generals in your Great Sheng, were also killed by my sword."
He lowered his eyes slightly with a ferocious smile, looking at the Japanese sword held horizontally in front of him: "This sword of mine is the sharpest holy sword in the entire Japanese country, and this is precisely because it is nourished by the blood of you Sheng people...Is it too early for you to say the word defeat?"
Chang Suining had no intention of arguing with him, and smiled slightly, "Then let's try..."
Fujiwara no Maro raised the sword with both hands, pointed the tip of the sword at Chang Suining, his eyes filled with strange and fiery inquiry, and said "OK".
He had to give it a try. The young commander in front of him had brought him too much reluctance and confusion... Some answers needed to be found under the knife! He took a step back with the knife in his hand, and said with a murderous look, "I and the knife in my hand, beg the commander of the Sheng army to teach me!"
The girl stood there with the spear in her right hand, not moving, not making any attacking or defensive gestures, she only said, "Great courtesy, the defeated army goes first."
Fujiwara no Maro suppressed his anger, raised the corner of his mouth, and quickly stepped forward: "Then I will fulfill your country's magnanimity!"
"Retreat and hold this place." Chang Suining said to He Wuhu, and a cold look flashed in his eyes as he raised his gun.
As Fujiwara no Maro swung his sword, the girl did not retreat a single step in the face of his attack, but instead came forward with her spear in hand.
Her figure was as light as the wind, but her gunshot was extremely powerful. She stabbed and blocked the attack head-on.
Fujiwara no Maro remained calm and attacked again. The two exchanged more than ten moves in a row, and for a moment it was unclear who was better.
Fujiwara no Maro was also cautiously testing his opponent's tactics. At this moment, he came to the conclusion that his opponent lacked strength, but his moves were flexible. His kung fu style was just like his personality, very aggressive, unwilling to be humble, and even overbearing.
Apart from the lack of strength, this approach reminded him of an "old friend"! As the figure of the "old friend" vaguely flashed through his mind, Fujiwara Maro's sword attack became more and more murderous.
He knew that the other party chose to use a spear because he knew that he lacked strength and wanted to avoid close combat with him as much as possible, so as to compensate for his own weaknesses... It was true that he was arrogant, but not reckless!
Yes, how could a blind, reckless and arrogant person force him into such a situation!
Seeing the two figures fighting back and forth, each attack was a fierce killing move, He Wuhu was still frightened, but at this moment he was not idle. He was following Chang Suining's instructions and leading his men to deal with Fujiwara Maro's trusted warriors who came to kill him.
On the warship not far away, the Dasheng soldiers holding bows and crossbows were reluctant to move.
It's not that they are so obsessed with the magnanimity of a great country that they are unwilling to plot secretly. After all, at such a critical moment, the safety of the commander is the most important, and everything else is empty! However, when the two figures fought, their positions changed very quickly, and there were Japanese soldiers fighting with He Wuhu and others around them, blocking their sight, so they couldn't aim at Fujiwara Maro at all.
If it were any other situation, they could have let the best archers have a try, but at this moment, the safety of the commander was at stake, and no one was sure of taking action.
Just imagine that a great victory is imminent, but the coach suddenly encounters trouble at the hands of his own people... I guess no one wants to leave his name in history books in this way, right?
No one wants to go, and no one dares to be the rookie sinner who accidentally injures his own coach.
Yuan Xiang, who was unwilling to give up, took the crossbow and went into battle himself. He tried to aim several times, but still failed.
The two men's movements were too fast, and it was difficult for outsiders to predict their next move.
But what was visible to the naked eye was that Fujiwara no Maro was getting braver as the battle went on. After the previous tests, his moves became more ferocious.
In a few moves, he forced Chang Suining to the corner of the cabin. Seeing that the girl's back was about to hit the cabin and there was no way to retreat, he swung his sword again, splitting the surging murderous intent in the cold wind -
However, the spear in the girl's hand suddenly stopped, and she used it to prop herself up. With her other hand, she grabbed the second layer of railing above and lifted herself away. Almost at the same time, the knife in Fujiwara Maro's hand split open the cabin that she had been leaning against.
As he drew his sword, he grabbed the railing with one hand, and Chang Suining, who was hanging on the outer edge of the railing, whistled the spear in his right hand and turned it in another direction, stabbing at his heart below his left shoulder! Fujiwara Maro's eyes changed, and he immediately stepped back, swinging his sword to block. When he was about to block the sharp spear head, he saw the girl holding his sword with her spear, turning around quickly and raising her legs, leaving the railing, and when she put away the spear, she flew up and kicked him hard in the jaw.
She knew how to make up for her weaknesses. For example, this kick was made by her leaping away from under the railing, using all her strength.
"puff!"
Fujiwara no Maro took several steps back, spitting blood foam from his mouth. He stabbed the knife into the gap in the plank, barely able to steady his body, and looked fixedly at the girl who jumped down with a gun.
He just said that the answer can be found under the knife...
But it's not right...her moves are "wrong"! They are too familiar!
Especially her attack when she was holding the spear in one hand just now... At that moment, he even felt that the sound of the wind stirred up by the spear in her hand was familiar! And after this fight, he gradually realized that she seemed to be able to predict his next move, so she could always resolve it quickly... But before today, he had clearly never fought her head-on!
Fujiwara no Maro almost blurted out, "What is your relationship with Prince Sheng Li Xiao?!"
Why are their moves and even their auras so similar? "Guess." Chang Suining raised his left hand, tore off the cloak that had become tattered and in the way during the fight, and threw it away.
Under the cloak, she was wearing a dark-colored round-collared robe with tight sleeves and a belt around her slender waist. She was not wearing any jade pendants, but instead a copper coin woven with red thread.
Without the cloak to cover her, the girl's extremely thin figure, which had been caused by running around on the sea for so many days, was exposed. However, when she stood, she was as straight as a bamboo, and her whole body had an awe-inspiring aura that made it impossible for people to look down on her in the slightest.
It was this aura that was inconsistent with his appearance and even contradictory to it that made Fujiwara Maro change his eyes again.
It is said that Prince Sheng Li Xiao was often sick when he was young, so he was not very tall. When he first met Li Xiao, he even thought that the other party was just an embroidered pillow that looked pretty, but after the battle, he found out that it was not the case.
Although the person in front of him was a young girl... at this moment she gave him an indescribable feeling of resemblance!
"You are the descendant of Li Xiao..." Fujiwara Maro stared at the girl and subconsciously speculated: "You are his illegitimate daughter!"
Judging from their age, this is possible! The daughter resembles her father and inherits his father's true teachings... This is the only possibility he can think of for now!
But it didn't seem right. Even if the girl was already born when Li Xiao arrived, how could she be taught by Li Xiao himself? Was her kung fu passed on by Chang Kuo and others?
In a flash, Fujiwara no Maro's thoughts were in a mess, but strong hatred already flashed in his eyes.
"Wrong, guess again."
Chang Suining raised his gun and attacked him again, leaving him no chance to think.
Fujiwara no Maro was already in a state of confusion, and the doubts were almost driving him crazy.
But he still maintained a last bit of composure, realizing that more and more Sheng troops were surrounding his ship. He chose to force Chang Suining into the cabin on the second floor step by step.
Chang Suining seemed unaware of his intention and was forced to retreat into the cabin.
The view in the cabin was relatively dim. While responding, she raised her gun and broke a window. She said very considerately: "I am afraid that General Fujiwara's vision is not clear, and I am suspected of bullying the weak--"
"In that case, thank you very much!" Fujiwara no Maro's eyes turned red with excitement. He urgently needed an answer, an answer that was clear enough to resolve all his doubts!
He was concerned about the sharp old thorn in his heart and was in a desperate situation, which aroused his most intense fighting spirit.
Today, even if he must die here, he must take this girl who has a strange resemblance to Li Xiao with him! If he had considered reserving his strength when he attacked outside the cabin just now, then at this moment, he completely threw away all his worries, like a huge beast with red eyes.
The sunlight came straight in through the broken window, and the girl's shadow was reflected on the wall of the boat, revealing her weakness.
Fujiwara no Maro swung his sword once more, certain that the girl in front of him had no chance of avoiding it.
He used all his strength.
The girl had no way to avoid it, so she held the spear horizontally in front of her body with both hands and used the spear to block his knife.
However, no matter how hard the gun barrel was, it could not withstand the Japanese sword in his hand, even though it was a rare and good gun, wrapped with cow tendons and copper bars, and was hard but also tough.
Seeing that the spear was slowly bending in the girl's hand and her body was beginning to collapse, Fujiwara Maro showed a sinister smile in his eyes: "You shouldn't have followed me into the cabin..."
She was not strong enough, and the cabin was relatively narrow, which was more advantageous to close-combat attackers. She did not have enough space to display her superb marksmanship.
Finally, he finally saw a hint of uneasiness on the face of the arrogant girl as he wished.
"And...Coach of Dasheng, you should have an extra knife!"
When the spear in the girl's hand was about to break, Fujiwara no Maro reminded her in a "kind" tone.
The moment the gun barrel broke, Chang Suining's mouth bled as he strained, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.
She quickly rolled to the side to avoid it, and when Fujiwara no Maro approached her with his sword raised, just as she turned over -
This place was close to the wall of the ship, and when Fujiwara no Maro approached, the light was blocked and the expression on her face could not be seen.
But he expected that she must be panicked and desperate.
Thus, he had determined the outcome of this blow, but he would leave her a chance to speak.
The knife raised in his hand cast a dark shadow on the wall of the ship behind the girl.
However, almost at the same moment, the girl in the darkness suddenly folded her upper body——
This move was definitely not what Fujiwara no Maru had expected. He had tried many times, and she had no other weapons on her. Without weapons to resist the counterattack, she chose to turn around and face him, which meant she would throw herself under his sword, but...
She raised her hands very quickly, moving as fast as a meteor, and approached him.
All this happened in a flash, leaving no time for people to think. Even someone as agile as Chang Suining did not even have time to change the direction of the gun barrel and gun tip in his hand.
Just strive for the word "fast".
She was fast enough, so she held the broken gun barrel tightly in her hands and inserted it into Fujiwara Maro's neck and throat from both sides.
Fujiwara no Maro's huge shadow suddenly stopped on the wall of the ship.
Chang Suining let go of his hand, raised his foot, and knocked him to the ground.
"You are so suspicious. If I had other weapons with me and followed you into the cabin, how could you be so careless and so confident at this moment?" Chang Suining stood up and walked towards Fujiwara no Maro.
"But what makes you think that I would disregard my own life in order to fight you when my army has already won? Do I seem to enjoy taking risks and fighting with others? Do I look competitive?"
Fujiwara no Maro slowly and laboriously sat up, with a large amount of blood gushing out of his mouth.
"The reason why I am willing to fight you alone—" the girl stopped in front of him, patted the gun fragments on her hands, and said rudely: "Of course it's because, in my eyes, you are still easy to kill."
She said, "After all, we haven't seen each other for many years. You still have the same temperament and moves. You haven't improved at all."
Fujiwara Maro suddenly opened his only remaining eye wide, staring at her in an almost terrifying manner. He opened his mouth and tried to make a sound, but only more thick blood gushed out. His voice was vague and strange, like the cold wind of winter blowing through the torn window paper: "Li..."
However, his body, which was already almost out of control, reacted instinctively at this moment. The huge fear made him move back with difficulty.
Chang Suining picked up his knife, held it vertically, bent one knee and squatted in front of him, and suddenly inserted the knife into his right leg. The tip of the knife went straight through the flesh and bones and nailed it to the deck.
Fujiwara no Maro let out a broken cry, but he could no longer retreat even an inch.
"Well, as you said, it is indeed a good knife." Chang Suining looked down and praised.
This knife was used to get back what Lao Chang had done.
Fujiwara no Maro burst out with his last bit of strength, raised his right hand, and the sharp short knife slid out and stabbed at Chang Suining.
Before Chang Suining raised his head, he had already raised his hand to grab his wrist, and then squeezed it hard, causing the joint to crack with a sound, and the dagger fell.
"You don't have the ability to kill me, but you still want to kill me. Why bother?" Chang Suining looked into his eyes filled with hatred and fear, and said, "Also, didn't I warn you not to invade my Dasheng territory again? Why didn't you listen--"
Fujiwara no Maro's face quickly turned pale, and due to blood loss, he began to tremble violently. At this point, there was only endless fear in his eyes.
"You broke your promise first, so the price you pay today is not enough." As Chang Suining spoke, he pulled out the knife that nailed his right leg, and finally said: "As for the rest, when you go to hell, remember to take a good look at how your ambition and your family ended in the end."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Suining turned his hand and grasped the knife. Wherever the knife passed, the body and head were separated, and blood spurted out. (End of this chapter)
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