Maori Ichiyuan, Shimazu Asuka, and the family samurai behind him were in trouble today. It was not easy to attack from the foot of the mountain. In addition, their number was small, and they were often beaten by the guards who rushed out of the surrounding forest before they could reach the mountain gate.

"Even the mountain gate has not been broken, I still want to join us, go dream..." Long Ye stood in front of the mountain gate of the shrine with his hands, watching his guards charge again and again, disrupting their formation, and kicked the six screaming warriors back to the foot of the mountain.

The personal guards led by Mr. Long are all masters carefully selected from China. If this is on the battlefield of thousands of people, their role is not so obvious, but in this complex environment, they are really like fish in water.

In fact, the kendo is actually a basic preparation for warriors to go to the battlefield. The moves are not gorgeous, but the opening and closing are very practical. If more than 20 warriors form a formation, then the guards under Longye will be in danger.

But unfortunately, there were only six samurai present, and the two groups did not have coordinated training with each other.

He rushed up again and again and was beaten again and again. In a short while, Maori Ichiyuan and Shimazu Asuka became blue and swollen. Only Shimazu Asuka once cut the gate of the shrine with a knife.

"Very good. Even if you successfully attacked once, I hope you can rush in from outside next time, so don't let me down." After that, Mr. Long kicked Shimazu Asuka down the hillside.

"If you don't agree, I won't accept it... I don't believe that we can't even rush into a mountain gate. Brothers form a formation and will never stop until death." At the critical moment, these Japanese samurai also made up their minds. The six of them leaned against each other and handed their backs to their comrades. The sharp sword rolled forward and launched an attack on the hillside again.

At the beginning, these warriors were a little restrained and hesitant, but when they found that the other party was merciless and vicious, it hurts to fight.

"Don't hesitate... just treat them as real enemies, rush up and give them to the duck..." The six warriors rushed straight to the other party's vital points with red eyes.

"Hahaha... OK, okay, it's just a little bit now. The Far East Volunteers are going to a place that is even colder than your Japan. If you don't have the courage to kill, go home to have a breastfeed." Master Long crossed his hands and fingers and began to loosen his bones. When the battle formation approached the mountain gate, he rushed down like a tiger, slamming the small battle formation and kicked them all off the hillside.

In this way, over the whole morning, the six warriors exhausted all their physical strength and their facial features were beaten and moved, and they successfully rushed to the mountain gate twice.

This was the last charge. The battle formation was dispersed halfway up the mountain, and all the six warriors were beaten down, but Maori Ichiyuan and Shimazu Asuka did not give up even if they crawled on the ground.

Maori Yiyuan's nosebleed was like Xiaohe, his legs were trembling. He tried to stand up several times and was kicked in the back of the guards, and then he was kicked to the ground.

Shimazu Asuto's eyes were swollen like peaches. He could no longer see the scenery three meters away. There were only steps covered with moss in front of him, and he did not give up and was still climbing up.

The little ghost of Mizuho walked to them and squatted down and said, "Give up, you can't rush up the mountain gate with six hundred years. The absolute gap in strength is not something you can do to desperately replace..."

"There is only one way, that is, give up on Taidao and choose to use foreign guns and cannons, but you don't, so your final result is still losing."

The two crazy-like warriors did not have the right to listen to Sister Wu. They seemed to be talking nonsense just as they were just giving themselves encouragement.

"We are a foreign daimyo... As long as the shogunate exists for one day, we will never be able to improve our strength... We are still a side samurai, and I will never have the possibility of inheriting power in my life..."

"What we have received since childhood is the education of warriors. Everything we do is to go to the battlefield after adulthood... The road to the downfall has been blocked, and we have no choice..."

"You Chinese don't know how we live... Do you know what we were thinking about just kneeling in the shrine?"

"Hahaha, we are scolding you, scolding you for wasting your resources. Where can you eat fat tuna meat for breakfast? Where can you eat plum rice balls for breakfast? Even Daming dares to live as luxurious as you..."

"We are unwilling to give up. We just want to have an opportunity to struggle and improve. We just want to live such a luxurious life. Why don't we give us a chance?"

Mr. Long and the Chinese guards were stunned. They couldn't imagine that the topic would lead to eating. Just a few rice balls of fish, how could these Japanese be so excited?

It was not until this moment that Long Ye personally realized what the Prime Minister often said before, "The Japanese nation has been brainwashed for hundreds of years. What is the Bushido? In fact, the Bushido is the same as the Confucian and Taoist Chinese, it is just a road..."

"The roads under our feet are well connected, leading people to travel around the east, south, west and north. In fact, the roads under our feet are just to lead to happiness. What people want to find is a better life."

"Is there no road to the human heart? Of course there will be one. The Nakabara believes in Confucianism and Taoism, Japan believes in Bushido, and Europe also believes in the way of reason and business... These paths are just roads, and people can move their identities up and down."

"Anyone hopes that their life path will be upward, and having more power and status is everyone's dream. The path Japan has chosen for hundreds of years is to become a samurai and use martial arts as its way."

"This nation must have war, because without war, the desires in human nature will be blocked, and the way of warriors who attempt to change their destiny will be unblocked... Desire is like water, unable to suppress, and can only be guided."

Master Long sighed and took a step back. Today he truly realized the Japanese's desire to change their destiny. For a first-line opportunity, they really would fight to the death.

Maori Ichiyuan and Shimazu Asuka finally used the mountain gate that they had only climbed. It was not their kung fu that defeated Long Ye and the guards, but this terrible spirit.

When six samurai gathered by the stove, Long Ye decided not to leave today and stayed in this small shrine for a day. He had to carefully consider how to deal with these Japanese samurai in the future.
Chapter completed!