[Net King] Throwing down His Highness

The night air was getting colder. In order not to affect Yukimura's rest, all the samurai left one after another. Soon after, only Sanada and Yukimura were left in the coach's tent.

Seeing that Sanada was still standing straight, his dark eyes were fixed on him, looking extremely vigilant, and there seemed to be a hint of ambiguity that Yukimura couldn't see through.

Yukimura put on the outer jacket that was taken off because of the wound, and said to Sanada with a smile: "You should also go back to rest, today's battle is not easy, there are guards outside, you don't have to worry about me Worry."

Sanada turned around as he said, and Yukimura just showed a relaxed smile, but found that he was not walking outside the tent, but walking to the weapon rack, pulled out a black lacquered army stick, and then walked back under his surprised eyes.

"Xianichiro, you are..."

When Yukimura asked, Sanada's burly body suddenly became shorter, and he knelt at his feet with one knee, while raising his military stick above his head.

"Your Highness, please punish me!"

"Ah, well done, what should I punish you for?"

Yukimura was puzzled, Sanada handed the baton forward again, directly to Yukimura's chest, his voice was as hard as the earth and rocks under his feet, "I did not do enough to protect His Highness, so I should be severely punished!"

"Ha, so it's for this." Yukimura heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he was a little ridiculous, "Xianichiro, you really made a big deal out of a molehill. On the battlefield, who can guarantee that you won't get hurt at all? I can't beat you every time I get hurt. ?”

"This is the first time Your Highness has been injured!" In Sanada's eyes, the ambiguity became stronger, even making Yukimura feel pressured.

"Get up, I told you I'm fine." Yukimura smiled and stretched out his hand, trying to help this stubborn guy.

However, his eyes suddenly blurred, and then he felt the strong wind blowing in his face. It was Sanada who swung his army stick and smashed it down on his back.

"Stop!" Sanada's stick whistling loudly, if it really hit, I'm afraid that the skin would be ripped apart immediately, Yukimura was shocked, before he had time to think, he grabbed the army stick and snatched it away.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Yukimura thumped his army stick to the ground heavily, and asked Sanada angrily.

"Since His Highness refuses to punish, I have no choice but to do it myself. I am the chief general in the army, and I cannot forgive you for making mistakes!"

"you--"

The four eyes were wide open, and after a long confrontation, Yukimura finally softened his attitude first, and with a "bang", he threw the army stick on the ground, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, forget it, we won. Get up, in fact, I don't intend to keep the secret from you, but I want to wait until the time is ripe."

Sanada just stood up, but his gaze was fixed on Yukimura, refusing to let go.

Yukimura beckoned to Sanada, and when he approached, he lowered his voice and said, "Qingguo is really difficult to deal with, we have been fighting for nearly a month, even though we have a few small victories, we still can't defeat those people in one fell swoop. "

Sanada remained silent, what Yukimura said was right, he was also trying to restrain his anxiety as the war situation developed to this day, and the new situation that appeared added to his bad mood.

"Therefore, we must find a way to let Qingguo, who has always been on the defensive, take the initiative to come out and fight us!"

"They've been very cautious...huh?"

In the middle of speaking, a sudden inspiration came through, and Sanada suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with surprise and shock. Although he vaguely guessed Yukimura's intentions, he still didn't dare to believe it easily.

"Hehe, it seems that you have thought of it too." Yukimura looked at the wound on his upper arm and sneered, "Qinguo also knows that sooner or later they will not be able to hold on. If there is a perfect opportunity, they are afraid that it will be better than We are even more impatient!"

"That's why you intentionally let Fuji Yuta slash..."

"Yes, since it is necessary to convince them, it is not enough to lie!"

"It doesn't take until tomorrow, the army will spread the news that you are seriously injured?"

"Xianichiro, you also have occasional moments of cleverness!"

At this point in the conversation between the two, Sanada finally understood completely. If it wasn't for Yukimura's intentional play, how could he be hurt by Fuji Yuta's little ability?

In terms of military power comparison, the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be to Qingguo; but from the perspective of unknown factors, the more unfavorable is Lihai's side, because that person is in Tezuka Kunimitsu of the Ice Emperor——

And, Keigo Atobe...

Now that Yukimura was injured by the general of Qing Country, it is only natural that the morale of Qing Country should be greatly improved, which severely damaged the morale of Lihai Country's army.

Qingguo is now in a dilemma. They can't take a step forward, and they dare not take half a step back. They are also eager to break the deadlock. This excellent "opportunity" will definitely not let go!

Is it really about to face a decisive battle?

Sanada's blood flow accelerated, but his chest felt cold. The calm and personable young lord in front of him was so ruthless. In order to lure Qingguo into a decisive battle, he did not hesitate to put his arm on the opponent's knife. One slips away...

"Hehehe, Jingwu, Jingwu." Yukimura leaned back in the teacher's chair, and chuckled to himself, seemingly very comfortably, "Maybe we will meet soon, you are so bad, you actually helped your husband Enemy, how can I punish you?"

The previous doubts were cleared up, but another deeper worry was crushed in Sanada's heart.

That is... Keigo Atobe is really united with Kunimitsu Tezuka, will Hyodi really stand by Qing Country?

Yukimura can be so cruel to himself, if he meets Atobe on the battlefield, he, will he--

Noticing that Sanada's complexion turned pale instantly, Yukimura asked strangely, "What's the matter, Genichiro?"

"No, it's nothing..." Sanada shook his head, forcefully expelling the unformed horrible hallucinations from his mind, "You rest, I'm going down!"

The curtain at the entrance of the military tent fell behind Sanada's disappearing back. Yukimura seemed to shake his head sympathetically, and muttered to himself, "Poor child... I was willing to share everything with you, but this one Man, hey, what a headache!"

Yajiujin wielded a black thick-backed scimitar, and danced in the wind, and the surrounding flowers and trees were agitated by his sharp knife, and all the branches and leaves fell, and scattered all over the ground.

He was angry, and very angry.

In Yamabuki, I was so lonely that I couldn't meet any opponent worth fighting. It was so easy for Qingguo and Lihai to go to war. I thought I could lead the army to the battle, and I would meet Sanada Genichiro, who is known as "Lihai's No. [-] Warrior" , and Yukimura Seichi, who is rumored to be better than Sanada.

Unexpectedly, the Lord Shanbuki listened to the advice of those cowardly subjects, and insisted on forming an alliance with the Ice Empire and relying on their strength to dare to venture into this muddy water. It is extremely courageous and useless!

Since the two countries must form an alliance, he wanted to dampen Jingwu Atobe's spirit first, and save the coalition forces in the future. A big loss.

Very good, Keigo Atobe, you really are not in vain!

A camphor tree stands in front of it. Although the trunk is not thick, it is straight, tall and straight, with well-spaced branches and leaves. The clear moonlight sprinkled half of the treetop, and the superb and handsome Fengshen, as if Keigo Atobe was standing there.

Yajiujin yelled, raised the scimitar high, and with a mighty momentum, he slashed down at the camphor tree.

Amidst the ear-piercing sound of breaking wind, the cold light jumped, the fallen leaves rolled up all over the ground, and the fierce saber aura rushed straight ahead!

A black shadow suddenly appeared behind the tree, the robe on his body shook, flicked, and fell again, and there was only a soft sound, everything was like a mud cow falling into the sea, the trunk, which was thought to be at least cracked, remained motionless, even the branches No shaking.

who is he?Just at that moment, he made his attack invisible?

Ya Jiujin was born with the courage to fear neither the sky nor the earth. Thinking of this mysterious uninvited guest, who is very likely to have a unique skill, what arose in his heart was not only fear, but a fierce fighting spirit!

"Who?" Ya Jiujin shouted, but deliberately suppressed his voice, he didn't want to disturb Qianshi to intervene, and lose a chance to fight happily.

The visitor didn't answer, but approached step by step. Only then did Yajiujin see through the moonlight that he was completely wrapped in a black cloak, with a long slit at the left hem. His knife energy splits.

The moonlight shone from the side of his head, leaving most of the shadow on his face under the hood, only a section of white and delicate jaw was vaguely seen.

"You don't need to know who I am, I'm here to help you." The man's voice was also very soft, as if it would be blown away by the night wind at any time, but it reached Yajiujin's ears clearly.

He really is not weak!Yajiujin's unruly blood galloped even faster.

"Help me? It's a joke, I never need anyone's help!" Ajiujin slowly raised the scimitar to his eyebrows, and laughed strangely, "If you dare to come to Laozi to pretend to be a ghost, don't even think about leaving easily! "

The hood moved slightly, as if the man was shaking his head slightly, "Do you want to compete with me? Hehe, no need, I admit, it is definitely not your opponent."

The man stuck out a hand from under the cloak again, it was also as white as jade, but there was a shocking fresh bloodstain on the back of the hand.

Yajiujin was taken aback, this, was he hurt by himself just now?

Even though he is brave and fierce, what he likes in his life is to challenge evenly matched masters, and those who are obviously weaker than himself have no interest at all.

He was a little disappointed, but also a little proud, and resentfully put away the scimitar, "Before I'm in a bad mood, get out!"

"Hehe, Akutsu-sama, are you really willing to just follow Keigo Atobe?"

These soft words, like flowers falling to the ground, made Yakujinho, who had just turned around and started to walk, turn his head, his canthus was about to split open, and his fierce light surged, and he squeezed out the gap between his teeth word by word, "You——say——what—— ?”