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Chapter 1087 The ultimate weapon that ends swords and knives! [4800]

Either don't fight, or once a fight starts, the outcome must be decided in the shortest time possible, and the opponent must be inflicted with the greatest damage - veterans like Shinpachi Nagakura are familiar with Qingdeng's fighting style.

Even so, Nagakura Shinpachi couldn't help but look surprised:

"Mr. Ju? Do you want to take action? Right now?"

Qingdeng said calmly:
"Yes, right now."

Nagakura Shinpachi hesitated for a moment and said:
"Mr. Tachibana, is it too hasty to start tonight? After four consecutive days of sailing, many soldiers are exhausted. I think it would be better to let the soldiers have a good rest for a day... No, half a day will do."

Although the four-day voyage was all close to the shore and the wind and waves were much smaller than previous trips, many people still could not adapt to the rough waves.

According to incomplete statistics, nearly one-third of the team members are currently in a state of severe seasickness. They can't even stand steadily, let alone fight with swords in hand?

Facing Nagakura Shinpachi's suggestion, Qing Deng calmly refuted:

"Shinpachi, look up at the sky to the east."

Nagakura Shinpachi was stunned. Although he didn't understand why, he still did as he was told.

When he raised his eyes and looked towards the eastern sky as ordered, thick, ink-like clouds filled his eyes.

Just by looking at the size and number of these dark clouds, you can tell that the coming storm will be no small in scale.

Qing Deng's voice sounded at the right time:

"The storm is coming."

"When the rain falls, our figures and footsteps will be covered up."

"There is no better 'time' than this."

"Not to be missed."

"Besides, who knows whether these guys will break camp and set off early tomorrow morning."

"By then, our ships won't be able to catch up with the ironclad ships."

"We must hurry up and catch them all in one fell swoop before they leave while the storm is providing cover for us!"

After listening to Qing Deng's detailed account, Nagakura Shinpachi pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"I see. I was overthinking. I'll go and inform Mr. Sheng right away."

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Napoleon, Mahel's bedroom -

Maher stood upright in front of a wall with his left hand behind his back and an oil lamp in his right hand.

At this moment, the oil lamp in his hand was the only source of light in the huge room.

Maher was not facing the wall, but looking at something on the wall - there was a map on the wall.

Suddenly, Maher moved the oil lamp in his hand forward so that the light could illuminate the map more clearly.

The dim light illuminated the map as well as Mahel's face filled with excitement and his eyes sparkling with greed.

The map that made Maher look like this was not a mysterious treasure map, but an ordinary map - the map of Ezo!
Compared with the map that Qingden had, Maher's map was much more accurate and detailed.

Not only are important mountains and rivers marked, but even the distribution of minerals and bays suitable for building ports are clearly marked. One can tell at a glance that this map must have taken a huge amount of time to create.

If you want to develop and build Ezo, this map is simply a priceless treasure!
Maher slowly stretched out his left hand, and after his five fingers touched the blueprint, he slowly clenched his palm... as if he wanted to hold Ezo in his hand.

"Finally...finally..."

Intermittent murmurs...The excitement on Maher's face became even more intense.

He was immersed in a mixture of emotions... Little did he know that the unexpected "visitor" outside the boat was not just a storm...

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"Hurry up and tie up the tents!"

"Hurry up! The storm is coming!"

"Quick! Move these boxes of gunpowder into the cabin!"

The bay was bustling with activity.

Some were setting up tents, some were moving supplies, some were slacking off... Mael's private soldiers were all preparing to fight the coming storm.

There were many astronomical experts among Maher's private soldiers, and they all saw that the storm was coming with great force.

If they didn't prepare countermeasures quickly, their camp would be completely destroyed by the storm.

Without warning, the raindrops fell.

Tick, tick, tick...

At first, there were a few scattered drizzles, and then the rain quickly turned into heavy rain! Moderate rain, heavy rain, and storms... In the blink of an eye, everything in sight became a swamp!

The raindrops hit the ground and splashed everywhere. The flying water droplets were like butterfly wings. At first glance, it seemed as if there were millions of butterflies dancing!
Immediately following the heavy rain is a sudden gust of wind.

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
The strong wind blowing at high speed produced a sharp whistling sound, as if a monster was living in it, and it was about to sweep away everything in its path.

All the tents that had not been tied up tightly in time were blown away.

Also blown away were hats, chairs, campfires and all other light objects.

Even the two ironclad warships (Napoleon and Joan of Arc) anchored deep in the bay were swaying because they could not withstand the force of the wind, like stumbling tumblers.

Mahel learned from the previous lesson of the night attack and the loss of the "Sun King", and greatly increased the guard force, doubling the number of both outposts and patrols.

However, with such terrible rain, it was impossible to light any torches and visibility was almost zero.

When I looked up, all I saw was either thick darkness or a vast expanse of white rain.

In this situation, no matter how many sentries and patrols there are, they will be of little use.

In addition to vision, hearing is also seriously affected.

The whistling of the wind, the patter of the rain, the patter of water drops falling to the ground...all kinds of sounds dominate the eardrums.

Because they could neither see nor hear anything, the guards in the camp could not help but become passive and lazy.

At this moment, just to the south of the camp, two guards in raincoats were chatting idly while trying to resist the wind and rain.

"Hey, have you heard? The Prussians are about to unify the German states."

"Yeah, I heard about it."

"The Prussians are quite good at fighting."

"Rather than saying that the Prussians are good at fighting, I think it's their Prime Minister Bismarck who is very capable."

"If this continues, I feel that we French are doomed to fight a war with the Prussians."

"Hmph, let's fight! I can't wait for the war to start! What's there to be afraid of just the Prussians? When it comes to fighting, we French are the experts! As long as we French are a little more serious, we can easily defeat them! After destroying the Kingdom of Prussia, we can simply hold a medal awarding ceremony in their Charlottenburg Palace to commend the heroes!"

The two guards became more and more excited as they chatted... Because of this, they didn't notice the two figures behind them at all...

Qing Deng and Nagakura Shinpachi lowered their bodies and took silent steps, like ghosts.

They approached the two guards from the left and right.

After getting closer to a certain distance, they looked at each other and exchanged glances.

The next moment, they rushed out and pounced on the opponents they were responsible for!

In an instant, the ghosts turned into ferocious beasts!
Each of them held their opponent tightly, covering his mouth and nose with one hand to prevent him from making any sound, and with the other hand, they pulled out the wakizashi and swiped it across his neck - their movements were smooth and fluid, without a single delay.

They waited until the last moment to draw their swords, because if they did, the blade might reflect light and attract the opponent's attention.

The spurting blood merged with the raindrops in the air, turning into a light red mist.

After dealing with the two guards neatly and efficiently, Qing Deng and Nagakura Shinpachi simultaneously gestured to the rear.

After a while, more "ghosts" appeared - one by one, the soldiers left the shadows where they were hiding, followed closely behind Qing Deng and Nagakura Shinpachi, and headed towards the depths of the enemy camp.

The rain curtain and the night cover provide them with the best protective cover.

Excluding non-combat casualties due to seasickness or other conditions, the total number of soldiers who could participate in this night attack was more than 600.

Although the number of people is small, it is barely enough. In the previous "Night Attack on Hakodate Bay", Qing Deng fought hard and did not forget to estimate the size of Maer's private army.

After all, ironclad warships are not troop transport ships specifically used for transporting troops, and the number of troops they can carry is quite limited.

Excluding non-combat personnel, mainly sailors, even if fully counted, the number of Maher's private soldiers would not exceed seven hundred.

Six hundred versus seven hundred... With similar numbers, we can use the prepared to defeat the unprepared, and there is a lot of potential!
For this night attack, Qing Deng's order was very simple: get as deep into the enemy camp as possible before being discovered, and kill as many enemy troops as possible!
It's a pity that Qing Deng didn't bring the ninjas from the 9th Squad on this trip. When it comes to stealth and assassination, they are real experts.

Although the soldiers of the 2nd and 8th squads are not good at this kind of "sneaky" fighting style, thanks to the protection of "time", at least nothing has gone wrong so far.

It was difficult for the enemy to find Qing Deng and others, and the latter had no risk of losing their way - because their target was very conspicuous, there was no risk of getting lost!
Just raise your head and you can see the two huge ironclad warships with glowing interiors!

Qing Deng didn't know where Mael was, but his intuition told him that he was most likely in the cabin of the flagship.

No matter what, it will never go wrong to capture the enemy ship first!
In this way, under the leadership of Qing Deng, Nagakura Shinpachi and others, the soldiers dispersed into small teams and carefully infiltrated the enemy camp. If they encountered guards, they would try to bypass them or kill them directly.

After all, stealth on this scale cannot be sustained for long.

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound of bells ringing not far away.

clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!
The sound of the bells was accompanied by shrill cries, which completely disrupted the peace of the camp.

Maybe a team was accidentally exposed, or the body of a guard was discovered. In short, the whole camp was "boiling".

"There are enemies!"

"Where?"

"Night attack! Another night attack!"

Even the noisy noise of the storm could not cover up the shouts and footsteps that were becoming louder and more frequent.

The enemy's presence can be felt from all directions... Qing Deng and his companions can no longer act secretly.

Now that we've been discovered, there's no need to be sneaky anymore!

Qing Deng stood up straight and drew his sword:

"Follow me! Kill every enemy you meet!"

After roaring, Qing Deng set an example by running forward and breaking through the layers of rain curtains.

After running a few steps, he ran into a team of seven people.

"I found them! They're here!"

"shot!"

"Damn it! The musket won't fire!"

"Don't bother! Even the flint is wet, how can it make a sound? Put on the bayonet!"

Another major reason why Qing Deng insisted on taking action tonight was that the storm could weaken the enemy's firearms advantage.

Although today's muskets have undergone many improvements, and Maher's private soldiers are using the most advanced rifled rifles, their essence is still a flintlock rifle.

The firing principle of a flintlock rifle is that the flint hits the edge of the firing port heavily, causing sparks to ignite the gunpowder and fire.

If the flint gets wet, it will naturally be unable to produce sparks, let alone ignite gunpowder.

In fact, not only muskets, but swords are also very afraid of rain.

Rainwater will seep into the handle and wet the blade, and if left alone it will quickly rust.

After this battle, all swordsmen, including Qing Deng, had to take apart their swords and carefully clean every inch of them.

Of course, such trivial matters can be left to be dealt with slowly after the war and will not affect the current battle.

The current situation of "firearms failure" is perfect for the Shinsengumi's soldiers to take advantage of their close combat advantages!

Qing Deng quickly scanned the area, searching for the enemy.

With such terrible rain, even Qing Deng’s vision was limited.

However, the other side's mistake was shouting and yelling.

While they were screaming and shouting because their muskets were malfunctioning, Qing Deng had already located their position by the sound.

Qing Deng lowered his waist slightly, placed the knife on his left shoulder, and then swung the blade violently like a bowstring breaking.

If you pause time, you can find that the black and purple blade light cuts a smooth, elongated gap in the thick rain curtain.

In this white, rain-filled world, there is only this tiny space without rain...it's as if the whole world is cut in half!

The next moment, the subsequent rain connected with the previous rain, the gap was filled, and the wound burst open.

Qing Deng swung his sword with just one move, and three of the seven-man team fell immediately.

When he swung the knife again, two more people were knocked to the ground.

The remaining two men had not yet caught up with the situation mentally, and just mechanically thrust out the bayonets in their hands.

Qing Deng twisted his body like a loach and dodged it skillfully, then swung the third and fourth swords, leaving two more bodies on the ground.

The continuous rain poured on Vairocana's sword, washing away the remaining blood.

While Qing Deng was killing the enemies like crushing ants, the soldiers behind him ran past him on both sides, rushing towards the depths of the enemy camp and towards the two enemy ships not far away.

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Napoleon, Mahel's room -

The moment he heard the bell, Maher's eyes widened as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He rushed to the window next to him and looked out.

Although visibility was extremely poor and he could hardly see anything, he could still vaguely see a group of dark shadows rushing through the camp with unstoppable force.

Mael suddenly felt a chill on his spine, and was shocked, annoyed, and finally frightened.

At this moment and at this point in time, there is no need to guess the identity of the attackers!
"Damn it...! How did these guys in green find this place?"

He cursed inwardly in frustration, his face turning red and then white.

The "Night Attack on Hakodate Bay" a while ago was such a disastrous defeat that he directly lost an armored battleship (Taiyoomaru), which made him feel painful for a long time, so that he now has a great psychological shadow on the two terms "Niou" and "Shinsengumi".

If he had a choice, he never wanted to meet this person or this army again in his life.

After gnashing his teeth until they made a creaking sound, he gradually calmed himself down.

After pondering for a moment with a serious expression, he turned around and ran to a large cabinet in the corner of the room, and took out a big thing from it - a powerful weapon that was destined to leave a mark in the history of war and enable the nomadic people to sing and dance from now on.

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The main purpose of this battle was to capture Mahel.

Therefore, Qing Deng, who has a clear goal, does not waste his time and energy on minions.

He rushed straight towards the two enemy ships, and if there was anyone blocking his way, he would clear the obstacle immediately without wasting a single second.

There were only two enemy ships, and he only had one... That meant Qing Deng had to choose one of the two. If he made the wrong choice, he might just miss Mael.

The current battle situation is extremely chaotic, with both sides fighting each other. It is possible that Mael can take advantage of the chaos to escape.

Qingdeng had no idea which ship was the flagship Napoleon and which was the Jeanne d'Arc—they were both the same model—and could only go by instinct.

However, should we say that he had a sharp intuition or was simply lucky, the enemy ship he chose happened to be the Napoleon, the flagship where Mahel was.

He killed his way to the side of the ship, climbed over the boarding ladder, rushed onto the deck, and broke into the cabin... Qing Deng was like a mad wild boar, brutally destroying everything in his way, and no one could stop him.

When he rushed to a certain place in the cabin, he suddenly found an exquisite and imposing door panel, with light shining through the gap of the door.

Just by looking at the style of this door panel, you can tell that this is not an ordinary room.

Qing Deng adjusted his breathing while moving to the front of the door.

When he was about to reach out and pull the door, he suddenly sensed a dangerous aura——

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Accompanied by the sound of gunfire that sounded like a storm outside, the exquisite door was smashed to pieces.

Inside the room, Maher, with a ferocious look on his face, was manipulating a large six-barrel firearm.

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