Xu San walked over and put his arm on Sun Desheng's shoulder, "I'll find a way!"
Sun Desheng turned his head, "Really!?"
"Really!" Xu San said solemnly, "By the way, I just saw the monk about to beat Kagura Goro, why did you stop him?"
Sun Desheng pondered for a while, "I was still hesitating at that time! And I think killing and torture are two different things and should be viewed separately. After all, I am now in the Eighth Route Army and cannot violate discipline."
Xu San smiled. He didn't expect this stubborn person to think about the problem in this way.
He put one hand on Sun Desheng's shoulder and pointed the other hand at the darkness, "Are they buried there?"
"yes!"
"When the war is over, we will build a big monument for them together so that future generations will remember their names."
"Okay, I just don't know if I can survive until that time." Sun Desheng said calmly.
"It should be possible, right?" Xu San was not sure, because in the normal plot, Sun Desheng and his cavalry company died in the sweep.
It was a cavalry brigade that killed them!
"We'll talk about the rest later! Sir, let me tell you, how do you plan to kill them reasonably?"
"Well" Xu San pondered for a moment and said, "First find a reason to let them go."
Xu San sat on a stone and used Kagura Goro's tools to maintain Murasame.
Behind him is Monk Wei shaving his head with a razor.
After that, Sun Desheng stared at Xu San intently. Although Xu San said that he would find a way to release the Japanese, he did not say how.
Xu San basically didn't know the tools for maintaining knives, so he could only ask Kagura Goro how to use them.
At this time, the lieutenant colonel had already lost his temper by Xu San. He basically answered all Xu San's inquiries, except of course important military secrets.
The cold moonlight reflected Murasame's blue-colored blade. The cold light emitted by the cloud patterns as the blade swayed made people stand on end.
As a member of the Three Artifacts Family, he was naturally knowledgeable. Just from the appearance, he knew that the sword in Xu San's hand was not ordinary.
Looking at the sword, Kagura Goro swallowed his saliva, feeling that such a sword would be blind if it fell into the hands of this traitor.
This is letting the sword fall into dust!
If the Murasame sword was in his hands, he might not be captured.
"What's the name of your sword?" Kagura Goro finally couldn't help but asked the doubt in his heart. He felt that Xu San's sword was definitely not an unknown ordinary product.
"Murasame!" Xu San replied casually.
"Murasame? Isn't that the treasured sword passed down by the Hojo family? It was lost during the Restoration period. I didn't expect it to fall into your hands!"
"There was an old pervert named Hojo Tsukasa who found a girl and had no money to pay, so he was beaten. I happened to be passing by and paid for him. To thank me, he gave me this knife. Don't Said, this knife is really good! It’s just that it’s troublesome to maintain!” Xu San didn’t look at Kagura at all, he was still concentrating on playing with the knife in his hand.
"Eight~" Kagura Goro wanted to curse again, but he took it back as soon as it reached his lips. Then he frowned and stared at Xu San, calculating. The man in front of him seemed to be very familiar with famous families like us, and he also had a certain tone in his speech. Contemptuous, as if he didn't take these old nobles into consideration at all.
If you are familiar with it but don't look down upon it, then there is only one possibility.
He is also one of these old nobles!
"Who are you?" Kagura Goro put away his arrogant attitude this time, and also brought a kind of humility unique to Japanese people.
"Shigeru Miyamoto!" As he spoke, Xu San stood up, touched his bare head, and then turned to Monk Wei and said, "The craftsmanship is good, much better than that of my subordinate. I am worthy of having fucked a monk." Yes, you really don’t have to choose this craft.”
"When I was learning, I often shaved my master and the others, and this is how I got it!" Monk Wei simply answered without saying much, because he knew that Kagura Goro in front of him knew a little bit of Chinese.
"Miyamoto family? Descendants of Miyamoto Musashi." Kagura Goro asked tentatively.
Xu San didn't answer, but he was complaining in his heart that these little devils are really good at thinking!
You can connect with a game maker and a great swordsman.
However, you can make up your mind however you want.
It doesn't matter what you make me up to. Anyway, you just need to follow the routine I have arranged in advance.
Holding Chunyu in hand, he stood up and tried a few empty sword cuts.
It feels pretty good, it seems a little better than before without maintenance.
But Xu San thinks this is just a purely psychological use!
Xu San's chops were very amateurish, and he was a complete layman.
Not only can Kagura see this at a glance, but even Sun Desheng can see this too.
Only Monk Wei was holding back his laughter, "Sir, you're pretending again!"
Xu San changed a few more postures. Each posture was either from animation or movies, or the kind of moves that looked cool, but actually looked stupid to those who were not familiar with them.
"Okay! Good sword skills!" Monk Wei shouted. Although he didn't know why Xu San was playing tricks at this time, he felt that he should cooperate.
"Ah~~~" Kagura Goro screamed immediately.
"What's wrong with you? Are you constipated?" Xu San walked up to Kagura Goro with a knife and asked with concern.
"Is your swordsmanship at this level? Are you a descendant of the Miyamoto family?"
"What's wrong with my level! Why can't I be a descendant of the Miyamoto family with my level! Look, this is Yan Hui!" As he said this, Xu San made another weird move!
"Ah~" Kagura screamed again, "Don't insult Yan Hui!"
"Look, I can still have tooth protrusions!" Xu San said and made another starting gesture.
As an ancient family with a long history, the spirit of Bushido is deeply rooted.
Xu San used monkey-like movements and used famous swords to perform those long-famous moves, which deeply stimulated him!
After watching Xu San make a few pretentious gestures, Kagura Gate finally couldn't help shouting: "Stop, no need to insult the famous stunts of those seniors! You scum! You are not only the scum of the Locust Army, You are still the scum of the samurai! I will fight you!"
Xu San glanced at Kagura Goro with disdain, "Duel!? This is not easy to handle. I am a Japanese rape now. Do you understand Japanese rape? You look stupid. You must not know what this noble word is. mean!"
"Baga!" Kagura Goro was once again angered by Xu San's shamelessness and swore, "Traitor! Traitor! Not only did you betray the motherland, but you are also a coward! Your ancestor was a great swordsman. His descendants don’t even dare to duel, not only don’t you dare, but you have even forgotten how to hold a sword!”
Kagura Goro seemed to have opened up his chatterbox this time, talking endlessly.
Xu San stretched out his little finger to pick out his ears and said, "It's not that I don't want to duel with you, but I'm a Japanese traitor. Now I have to listen to them. They have discipline and can't hack you to death at will!"
