Chapter 1572 Regret

The narrow and rugged trail made the vehicles useless, and the horses hoofs stepped down, splashing a piece of muddy water. Last night's heavy rain made this wild mountain road that deviates from the main road look particularly muddy!

At this moment, Yoshikazu Yamamoto, who was in a state of embarrassment, was fleeing frantically, and the constant gunshots coming from behind made him not dare to relax.

"Damn, damn it! You gang of traitors!!!"

It is no exaggeration to say that even a second before all this happened, Yoshikazu Yamamoto could not imagine that he would fall to this point!

Yoshikazu Yamamoto, who managed to escape from the capital, was directly attacked by the rebels. A group of personal soldiers who were responsible for protecting his safety died one after another in the process of breaking through. At this moment, only the guards around him were left. Only one person! And there is still more than half of the journey to the city where the 13th Army Corps is stationed...

While the thoughts were flying, another shot rang out.

At that moment, Yoshikazu Yamamoto only heard a cry, "Your Majesty the Emperor, be careful! ’

The guard riding on another warhorse flew over and threw him on the muddy ground.

And almost at the same time, the two war horses that were still running wildly were shot into sieves by the dense rain of bullets on the spot.

It is completely conceivable that if the guard's movements were a second slower at that time, then his fate would probably be exactly the same as those two war horses!

"Your Majesty, how are you?"

Although the fall, even when he was guarded by a guard, still made him feel like he was about to fall apart, but Yoshikazu Yamamoto knew in his heart that now was not the time to be hypocritical, and he had to find a way to escape quickly. .

As a result, in the next second, his expression froze...

"Hey, hey! Takeda, you..."

The blood spilled from Takeda's body soon soaked his clothes, and the blood on his hands made Yamamoto Yoshikazu's pupils instantly shrink like needles.

"You were shot?"

According to Takeda's original skills, it may not be too difficult to dodge the shot just now, but Yamamoto Yoshikazu couldn't do it. At that moment, in order to protect Yamamoto Yoshikazu, he could only choose to use it. own body to block those bullets.

Human life is tenacious, but sometimes fragile. At this moment, Takeda knows his physical condition better than anyone else.

Several bullets have already injured his internal organs. One of them seems to have hit his lungs, making it difficult for him to breathe. He opened his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Look at this. The situation, I am afraid it is not far from death, right?

Just when he thought so, the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer to them made Takeda instantly alert.

"His Majesty the Emperor, hold your head."

"what?"

At that moment, before he could react, Takeda, who was seriously injured, shoved him directly.

Yamamoto Yoshikazu, who was unprepared at the time, lost his balance on the spot and fell directly from the narrow mountain road.

The slippery slopes and cliffs made him unable to stand at all. At the same time, this sudden situation made him lose his ability to think all of a sudden. In his mind, there was only the reminder from Takeda just now, which made him instinctively protect his head. .

At the same time, the chasing soldiers led by Miyamoto Shingen arrived later, and their eyes glanced over the slopes and cliffs below, and then quickly landed on Takeda.

After forcing a few shots in a row, his body was almost seriously injured, Takeda stood up staggeringly, then took a step forward, slightly placing his hand on the samurai sword at his waist.

Takeda Ichitosai! This was the first samurai of their Fuso, a man named 'Juggernaut', and also the personal bodyguard of their Majesty the Emperor. His name often appeared in the textbooks of history together with their Majesty the Emperor. In human terms, it can almost be said to be a legendary figure.

But now, this legendary figure looks so weak, even he just needs to let the soldiers under his command continue to shoot, and he can easily shoot the other party, or just let it go, the other party is afraid It's not far from death.

However, Miyamoto Shingen did not choose to do so at the moment when he collided with the sight of the other party, but said to the soldiers beside him...

"You go after His Majesty the Emperor."

After speaking, Miyamoto Shingen turned over and dismounted, and at the same time his right hand was placed on the samurai sword around his waist.

"If I can, I really want to fight with you in your prime, not like this, but in the current situation, it is impossible to let you go. It seems that there are many regrets in my life. got one."

Hearing this, Takeda Ichitosai's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He no longer had the strength to speak. Several gunshot wounds on his body were causing his blood to continue to overflow. He could feel his life. , is being pulled away bit by bit, and death is approaching him, no matter how strong the powerhouse is, it cannot compete with it!

Time passed by second by second, and unstoppable blood continued to drip down his wound.

The opponent in front of him is very strong. Just looking at the posture, he can clearly feel that there is no flaw, so that he can't find the opportunity to use the sword at all, which makes the two sides in a state of stalemate all the time. .

But according to his current physical condition, if it goes on like this, he may even lose the strength to use the knife.

At this moment, Takeda Ichitosai couldn't help but resonate strongly with what Miyamoto Shingen said just now. It is really regrettable that he can't fight against such an opponent in his heyday!

The moment the thought fell, the two of them fired almost at the same time!

Knives out! The sharp blade, under the gloomy sky, still exudes a cold light.

"One-shot flow! Iai!!!"

Between the electric light and flint, the staggered knife light almost completely tore this dark mountain road. After a knife, the figures on both sides of the separated mountain road were already separated from life and death.

"This is, it's really a pity..."

In this murmur that could only be heard by himself, the body of Takeda Ichitosai, the first-generation swordsman of Fuso, fell weakly into the muddy water below him.

At the same time, Miyamoto Shingen, who slowly retracted his sword posture, had a complicated expression on his face. He flicked the blood on the blade, and then with a flip of his wrist, he retracted the sword in a backhand posture. He slowly retracted the scabbard from his waist with the samurai sword that had cut off a generation of Juggernauts.

"Yeah, it's a pity..."

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