Chapter 259 Grudge

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On the verge of death, Miyamoto Musashi pulled the trigger with his finger.

The handgun shoots out slanting tail flames, like cherry blossoms falling.

The glorious life of the Western samurai came to an end.

The secret of the double-sword style and handgun sneak attack has been lost ever since.

What a pity.

His younger brother Lu Jianxing stepped forward to protect Shen Lian.

"Brother Shen, leave quickly!"

He helped his eldest brother and retreated.

Hit by a lead bullet in the back of the neck.

Blood splattered.

Spread all over Shen Lian's body.

The Japanese fire gunman lurking on the Zhuyin ship suddenly raised his gun and fired. Lead bullets fell like raindrops on the deck of the Fu ship. Several sailors around Shen Lian were shot one after another.

"Walk!"

Wu Xiao dropped his bow and arrow, raised his round shield, turned forward, picked up the dull-looking Shen Lian, and fled towards the cabin without looking back.

Shen Lian was dragged along, and the sailors of the lucky ship shot at the Japanese pirates with blunderbuss.

There were crackling firecrackers all around, thick white mist rose from the deck, and several miserable howls were heard. The shot sailors rolled on the ground, their limbs broken by lead bullets, but they were not dead for a while.

"Let's go! Do you want to retire to the world?!"

Wu Xiao roared at Shen Lian.

The round shield was hit by a stray bullet, and a lead bullet grazed Wu Xiao's cheek, leaving a bloody gash on the handsome face of the Sanyuan knight.

"Kill! Kill! Revenge!"

Shen Lian was awakened by the stray bullet, pushed Wu Xiao away, swung the blood-stained Yanling knife, and pretended to go back for revenge.

"My life is gone, how can I take revenge!"

Wu Xiao roared angrily.

The wound under Shen Lian's ribs burst open, the fish scales were soaked with blood, and dark red blood gurgled out along the wound.

He was like a crazy beast, facing the flying lead bullets, dragging his knife and rushing towards the Zhuyin Ship.

"Your mother was hit by a cannon. Go down quickly and see her for the last time."

After Wu Xiao said this, he stepped forward and pulled Shen Lian along without any explanation, and walked towards the stairs.

Shen Lian felt his eyes go dark, as if all his strength had suddenly been exhausted.

"Walk!"

Let Wu Xiao drag him down the cabin.

The sailors of the lucky ship lurked behind the cabin baffle. Seeing the two coming, the Han Dong family looked up at Shen Lian with a complicated expression.

In the end, less than ten sailors were left, each holding a sword or axe, waiting quietly for the Japanese pirates to come over.

The final battle.

Wu Xiao helped Shen Lian walk forward. After taking a few steps, he met Pei Dahu coming up from the cabin with a knife.

"The ship is about to sink. Thirteen of us were killed and five were injured. The horses were all killed by cannons. Have you seen Yang Jinglue?"

Pei Dahu finished speaking in one breath without raising his head, and then saw Shen Lian next to Wu Xiao.

Wu Xiao said coldly:

"No, he is protected by Wei Zhao, let's take care of ourselves."

Pei Dahu sighed, stepped forward and patted Shen Lian on the shoulder, his expression was gloomy and he didn't know what to say.

He said to Wu Xiao:

"There are too many Japanese pirates. They have sophisticated firearms and big bows. The Yuanyang Formation cannot stop them."

Wu Xiao's veins swelled: "I'll die if I die, I'm afraid of you!"

Pei Dahu said with a heroic expression:

"Yes, let's fight them. Wu Xiao, after settling Brother Shen, we will take the brothers on the deck! Kaiyuan's soldiers will not retreat if they advance. If they die, we have to pull a few backers!"

Wu Xiao nodded and said no more. Help Shen Lian to walk to the bilge.

Blood dripped down the two men's armors and onto the water-soaked floor.

The light in the bilge was dim. The lanterns on the bulkhead had been extinguished by the few rounds of shelling from the Zhuyin ship.

It was dark and cold all around.

A few rays of sunlight shone in through the holes opened by the shells.

Dust danced in the light.

With the light as big as the mouth of a bowl, the miserable situation around him can be seen clearly.

The bilge was in a mess, and the water that had poured in had already submerged the calves and was still rising.

"Damn it, I died here today anyway!"

The body of the war horse hit by the iron bullet was stiff and already dead. The groans of the wounded soldiers could still be heard in the distance.

"Over there, let's go!"

Wu Xiao covered his mouth and nose, trying not to let the strong smell of blood disturb his mind.

When Yang Hao set out from Tianjin Wei, he not only robbed Lu Tongzhi of a large amount of southern goods, but also intercepted more than 200,000 taels of silver from the canal dock. In addition, he also prepared to bring 20 good horses to Kaiyuan. Yang Jinglue wished he could take the entire Tianjin was moved to my son-in-law.

It's a pity that not only the money and goods are about to be lost, but the life of this good father-in-law of the Ming Dynasty may not be saved either.

Wu Xiao supported Shen Lian and hurriedly walked forward. Suddenly he felt something stepped on his feet. When he looked down, he saw a broken horseshoe hooked on the wooden board and floating on the water.

He used the scabbard to push the horse's hooves away.

There were low moans all around.

The light became darker and darker. Shen Lian took a few steps forward when his finger suddenly bumped into an arm. After touching it, the body was already frozen.

"Dead people piled up in the hatches, water poured in and floated everywhere."

As soon as Wu Xiao finished speaking, a light appeared in front of his eyes.

The three injured sailors and Fanzi leaned against the large wooden box and moaned softly. The cold water continued to rise along the wooden box and was about to submerge them.

Wu Xiao reached out and probed the nostril of a wounded soldier.

"Can't survive."

Shen Lian walked past these people with an expressionless face.

Wu Xiao took a coconut scoop filled with wine from his belt and threw it to a servant who was still breathing, asking him to drink to relieve the pain.

After taking a few more steps, a permeating laughter came from the darkness.

Wu Xiao supported Shen Lian with one hand and raised the fire seal with the other, stumbling and groping in the biting sea water.

"Your mother is right in front..."

Wu Xiao didn't finish his words.

Suddenly a woman's face appeared in front of her.

He was as pale as a paper man.

"You are a human or a ghost!"

Wu Xiao took two steps back and sat down in the water in fear.

Shen Lian raised his bloody arm and stretched it tremblingly towards the face.

"Miaoqing, where is my mother?"

Zuo Guangdou's crazy daughter stood in front of the two of them, with a blood mark on her cheek, still smiling.

"There, you were talking to me just now."

She pointed behind her.

Shen Lian staggered.

There was a stiff corpse floating in the water, with its left leg missing. It looked like it had been dead for a long time.

Wu Xiao sighed, pulled out the Miao knife, dripping with water, turned and headed towards the deck.

Several wounded soldiers had stopped moaning and died in the cold water.

Only Shen Lian and the crazy woman were left around.

"Cai Lian is dead, Lu Jianxing is dead, mother, you are dead too."

Shen Lian knelt in the cold water and looked at the mutilated body in the water.

"Mom, I just want you to enjoy happiness. I'm just tired of killing. I just want to be an ordinary person. Why is it like this! Why!"

"Mom, please speak!"

A shrill howl resounded through the bilge.

"mother!"

Zuo Miaoqing, with disheveled hair, was like a female ghost possessed, jumping up and down on the big box full of southern goods, looking down at Shen Lian across the cold sea water, Jie Jie said with a smile:

"Hehe, Mr. Baihu, you destroyed countless families in Dongchang. This time, you must have tasted the loss of your family."

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Several reckless Japanese robbers rushed into the bilge. As soon as they walked down the stairs, they were beheaded by Pei Dahu and others who were ambushing on both sides.

A Japanese sailor held the gray bottle and rushed forward with a scream, intending to throw the gray bottle into the bilge.

He had just run a few steps when he heard an explosion on the second floor of the deck. The Japanese sailor fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his chest as big as a thumb.

A group of warriors followed the sound toward the second floor.

When the white mist dissipated, Yang Hao, who had gray beard and hair, slowly put down his gun, glared at the Japanese pirates, and left calmly under the cover of Wei Zhao.

Surrounded by a group of samurai, the family elder of the Hosokawa family came to the deck of the lucky ship:

"Who are you? If you name yourself and kill Miyamoto Musashi, you are an enemy of the Hosokawa clan! If you are an enemy of my lord, you are an enemy of the shogun!"

Pei Dahu, who was lying behind the baffle, replied:

"I am the captain of the Chinese Guards under the command of Marquis Ping Liao. You Japanese pirates are so brave that you dare to steal Yuan's ship! You dare to kill Marquis Ping Liao! I don't care who you are, you all have to pay for it today. !”

When the elder heard the words Kaiyuan Pingliaohou, his expression changed slightly, and he waved to summon a Korean general (translator).

The North Korean general looked at the Ming Dynasty fortune ship that was riddled with holes in front of him with a complicated expression. He approached Jia Lao and whispered to him.

When the Hosokawa family elder looked up again, his eyes were full of anger.

"It's true that we are enemies. Our lord's fur business in North Korea suffered most of the losses last year, and it was all because of you Kaihara thieves! The Hosokawa clan wants to kill you! The General Zhengyi will also kill you!"

A group of Japanese ronin rushed up with strange screams to avenge Miyamoto Musashi. The old man said in a deep voice:

"The Ming people are already trapped beasts. There is no need to waste your lives fighting them. Go back to the Zhuyin Ship first and use artillery to sink the Fortune Ship! Let them go down to feed the fish!"

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