Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Xu San walked over and put his arm on Sun Desheng's shoulder, "This... I will find a way!"

Sun Desheng turned his head, "Really!?"

"Really!" Xu San said solemnly, "By the way, I just saw that the monk was 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 they 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 guy to think like this.

Putting one hand on Sun Desheng's shoulder, the other pointed to the darkness, "Are they buried there?"

"Yes!"

"When the war is over, we will build a monument for them together so that future generations will remember their names."

"Okay, I just don't know if I can live to that time." Sun Desheng said flatly.

"Should it be possible?" Xu San wasn't sure, because in the normal scenario, Sun Desheng and his cavalry died in the raid.

What killed them was a cavalry brigade!
"Let's talk about the future! Sir, let's talk about it, how do you plan to kill them reasonably?"

"Yeah." Xu San pondered for a moment, then said, "First find a reason to let them go."

Xu San sat on a rock and used Kagura Goro's tools to maintain Murasame.

Behind him is Monk Wei shaving his head with a razor.

Afterwards, Sun Desheng stared at Xu San intently. Although Xu San said that he could find someone to release these devils, he didn't say how to release them.

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 officer had already lost his temper after being beaten by Xu San. He basically answered Xu San's questions, except for important military secrets.

The moonlight was cool and cold, reflecting Murasame's blue-colored blade, and the cold light emitted by the cloud patterns as the blade swayed made the hair stand on end.

As a member of the Three Artifacts family, he naturally has knowledge. Just from the appearance, he knew that the knife in Xu San's hand was not ordinary.

Looking at the treasured sword, Kagura Goro swallowed his saliva, thinking that such a precious sword fell into the hands of this traitor really blind.

This is to dust the sword!

If the Muramura Knife was in his hands, maybe he wouldn't be captured either.

"What's the name of your sword?" Kagura Goro finally couldn't help asking the doubts in his heart. He felt that Xu San's sword was definitely not an obscure and ordinary product.

"Cun Yu!" Xu San replied casually.

"Murasame? Isn't that the treasured sword handed down by the Hojo family? It was lost during the Restoration period, and it unexpectedly fell into your hands!"

"There was an old pervert named Bei Tiao Si. He found a girl and had no money to pay the bill. He was beaten up. I happened to pass 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 so troublesome to maintain!” Xu San didn’t look at Kagura at all, and still concentrated on fiddling with the knife in his hand.

"Eight~" Kagura Goro wanted to curse again, but he took it back when it reached his lips, and then frowned and stared at Xu San for calculation. Contempt, it seems that these veteran nobles are not taken seriously at all.

If you are both familiar and despised, then there is only one possibility.

He is also one of these veteran nobles!

"Who the hell are you?" Goro Kagura put aside his arrogance when asked this time, and also brought a kind of humility unique to Japanese people.

"Miyamoto Shigeru!" As he said, Xu San stood up, touched his bare head, then turned to Monk Wei and said, "The craftsmanship is good, much better than my subordinates, as expected of being a monk. Yes, there is really no need to pick this skill.”

"When I was learning art, I often shaved my master and the others, so I learned it!" Monk Wei simply replied, without saying much, because he knew that Kagura Goro in front of him knew a little Chinese.

"The Miyamoto family? The descendants of Miyamoto Musashi." Kagura Goro asked tentatively.

Xu San didn't answer, but he complained in his heart that these little devils really know how to make up their minds!

You can connect a game maker and a great swordsman.

However, you can imagine it however you like.

It doesn't matter what you make me up to, anyway, you just need to follow my pre-arranged routine.

Holding Chun Yu, stood up, and tried to make a few stabs in the air.

It feels good, and it seems to be a little better than when it has not been maintained.

But Xu San thinks that this is purely psychological!
Xu San's slashing was very layman, completely layman.

Not only Kagura could see this at a glance, but even Sun Desheng could see it.

Only Monk Wei held back his laughter, "Sir, you're pretending again!"

Xu San changed a few more poses, each of which was either from an anime or a movie, a trick that looks cool but actually looks stupid to an insider.

"Okay! Great saber technique!" Monk Wei called out, although he didn't know why Xu San was playing tricks at this time, but he felt that he should cooperate.

"Ah~~~" Kagura Goro immediately followed with a scream.

"What's wrong with you? Are you constipated?" Xu San walked up to Kagura Goro with a knife and asked with concern.

"Is your sword skill at this level? Are you a descendant of the Miyamoto family?"

"What's wrong with my level! Why can't my level be a descendant of the Miyamoto family! Look, this is Yan Fan!" Xu San made another weird move!

"Ah~" Kagura screamed again, "Don't insult Yan Fan!"

"Look, I can still protrude my teeth!" Xu San made another gesture as he spoke.

As an ancient family with a long history, the spirit of Bushido is deeply rooted.

Xu San used monkey-like movements and performed those long-famous moves with famous knives, which deeply stimulated him!

After seeing Xu San pretending to make several gestures, Kagura Gate finally couldn't help shouting: "Stop, don't insult those seniors' famous stunts anymore! You scum! You are not only the scum of the locust army, Still the scum of a samurai! I will fight you!"

Xu San gave Kagura Goro a contemptuous look, "Duel!? This is hard to handle. I am a Japanese rape now. Do you understand the Japanese rape? Seeing how stupid you are, you must not know what this noble word is." mean!"

"Baga!" Kagura Goro was once again enraged by Xu San's shamelessness, and burst into a foul language, "Traitor! Traitor! You not only betrayed the motherland, but you are also a coward! Your ancestors are majestic swordsmen. His descendants dare not even fight a duel, not only dare not, but you even forgot how to hold a knife!"

Kagura Goro seems to have opened up his chatter box this time, talking endlessly.

Xu San stretched out his little finger to pick his ear, 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 cannot hack you to death at will!"