Yang Xiao lost his mount, and was naturally furious, so he swung his steel knife with murderous intent. After all, he was also a person with a very high level of cultivation. In the Ming Cult back then, apart from Zhang Wuji, he was the only one. In today's world, it is hard to say whether Yang Xiao is among the top five, but if he is ranked seventh or eighth, Yang Xiao is definitely one of them.
Yang Xiao rushed towards Tokugawa Hideyoshi like a killing god. The Japanese who stood in front of him were no match for him at all. Seeing the killing god-like Yang Xiao, Tokugawa Hideyoshi felt that his life was going to be lost today.
In his sadness, he didn't even have the mind to summon soldiers to protect him. However, at this moment, Takeda Nobuo said, "General, it seems that there are not many people."
The shouts and cries of killing resounded throughout the fields. Tokugawa did not hear clearly what Takeda Nobuo said, but Takeda shook Tokugawa Hideyoshi twice and said: "General, General, cheer up. This is not a large reinforcement of the Ming army. It is just a small cavalry."
"We are not in a desperate situation."
After being pushed and shaken twice, Tokugawa forced himself to regain his consciousness. He looked carefully and found that there was no large group of Ming troops behind the cavalry.
Tokugawa Hideyoshi cursed himself in his heart. As a general of an army, he actually lost his mind in such a situation.
Tokugawa tightly grasped the sword in his hand and cheered up again: "Soldiers, this is just a small group of cavalry of the Ming army. We still have so many soldiers. If our team is dispersed here, then you deserve to be slaves."
Tokugawa Hideyoshi gripped his sword tightly and flew in front of Yang Xiao.
After all, he is a man who has practiced martial arts diligently for more than 20 years, and his skills are genuine.
The moment he looked into the eyes of the Ming army general, he seemed to have found the heroic feeling he had in the past, or even not long ago, when he was in power.
As a general, he must die in the fighting on the battlefield. If he is frightened to the point of losing his mind, he deserves to be a slave.
However, the heroic feeling in his heart was only in his heart. The moment the sword in Tokugawa's hand clashed with Yang Xiao's sword, a tingling pain came from Tokugawa's shoulder. The pain was not obvious at the beginning, but after each clash of the two swords, the pain in his shoulder would deepen.
It turned out that when he felt that heroic feeling, he had forgotten that not long ago, when he was defeated in Edogawa, he had been shot in the shoulder by Zhou Zhiruo, and the injury was so severe that it would not heal so quickly.
After the two swords clashed for more than ten times, Tokugawa felt unbearable pain in his shoulder and was obviously at a disadvantage. However, just when Tokugawa felt that his life was about to end, another person joined the battle. That person was Takeda Nobuo, who had been shot by Zhou Zhiruo or Yu Fei before. The two of them worked together, and the two swords flew up and down, and for a moment, the situation turned into a stalemate.
And it was at this moment that those Japanese soldiers who still had some courage left came back to support.
They had already been entangled with the Ming cavalry. Although the Ming cavalry was superior and had been suppressing them, the number of Japanese troops was too large.
For a moment, the situation became a stalemate. However, others were not aware of this stalemate, but Yang Xiao was very clear about it, after all, he had too few soldiers.
As long as the Japanese can keep their composure, that will be the time for him to be defeated. This battle will be fought in one breath.
And right in front of them, which was the place where the camp was set up last night, if they could tie up one or two of the soldiers there, perhaps they could hold on a little longer.
However, they had been fighting with the Japanese for more than two hours, and at least half of their men had been killed. The remaining soldiers were exhausted. Moreover, their numbers were not large to begin with, and they might not have been able to hold them back even in their heyday, let alone now.
The Ming army officers who were still in the camp gathered together and discussed with each other, and finally decided to withdraw. After all, most of the Ming army had not arrived here yet. If Yang Xiao had not attacked from behind, the only more than 1,000 people left would probably have been killed here.
After discussing it, everyone mounted their horses and retreated with the wounded.
Looking at Yang Xiao again, he did fight beautifully in the first breath, but it was only for a breath.
After all, there were only 500 of them. How long could they hold their breath? If they lost their temper, they would lose everything. Could they really use these 500 men to overwhelm the 50,000-60,000-man Japanese army?
The battle has been fought beautifully to this point. Even if they retreat now, it will take the Japanese a long time to regroup, capture the escaped men, and treat the wounded. If the fight continues, and a general of the Ming army dies here, then the battle will not be worth fighting.
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Yang Xiao's two personal guards quickly rushed to his side and said, "General, we can't keep fighting this way. The Japanese have recovered. If we continue to fight this way, who knows what the outcome will be."
Indeed, the Japanese had indeed changed their strength. Yang Xiao had never felt so sorry in his life. It was just one step away. For a master like him, it might have been just one move away. But things had come to this point, and Yang Xiao had to make a choice quickly, otherwise, all five hundred of his brothers would have died here.
"You thief, remember what your grandfather looks like. Your head was definitely chopped off by me personally."
Yang Xiao no longer entangled with Tokugawa Hideyoshi. As the saying goes, he came and went in a hurry. After pointing the bloody steel knife at Tokugawa Hideyoshi, he withdrew.
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