The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 669

Takeda Hisasuna came to his senses with a start and remembered that while escaping was important, maintaining the stability of the army and preventing it from being defeated was equally important.

He finally calmed down and ordered the army to rest on the spot.

They were not all a makeshift group. Hu Jing only gave them a reminder, and they lined up and sat down in formation. The heroes also sat down in line with their formation. Every time they stood up, three people stood up together, and then the formation automatically gathered together until the three people came back.

In this way, people around will know who has left and how long they have not returned, which can prevent people from being attacked by surprise.

Takeda Hisatuna was still uneasy. He had seen Shinto fighting in his early years. It was really unpredictable. Those with great skills directly fought with the power of nature.

Just as he was thinking this, there was a loud bang of thunder out of nowhere, which scared him so much that he jumped up on the spot.

Everyone was startled and looked up at the sky.

I saw white and purple lightning flickering faintly in the inky black sky. After a loud thunder, the lightning that was suppressed above the dark clouds became more frequent, just like the branches of thousands of trees flashing in the spring light.

There was no thunder, no wind, and everyone looked up at this silent confrontation.

The lightning in the black clouds became more and more numerous, faster and thicker, almost piercing through the darkness and reaching the top of their heads.

Everyone looked up, eyes wide open, and watched nervously.

Hu Jing vaguely knew that the lightning represented their side, and his fists clenched involuntarily. In the silence, he felt a murderous aura.

This murderous aura did not come from the sky, but...

Hu Jing turned his head suddenly and threw the knife in his hand fiercely into the darkness.

With a bang, Hu Jing yelled, "Enemy attack!"

Everyone stood up immediately, raised their weapons and stood alert.

Suddenly, many warriors in black appeared all around.

They were wearing black clothes that almost blended into the black. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell them apart.

They were only wearing black clothes, without masks or any disguise on their faces.

Takeda Hisatsuna recognized two or three of them at a glance: "Ouchi Yuji, Ouchi Masao, Ouchi Shinzo... they are all disciples of the Ouchi clan!"

Hu Jing immediately understood Pan Yun's plan and murmured, "So he wants us to clear the way..."

Gao Zhiming, who was standing beside him, heard it and asked in confusion: "What?"

Hu Jing raised his lips and said, "Hero Gao, please tell everyone that this is the last battle. Those who have grudges will take revenge, and those who have grievances will complain. If you miss today, there will be no chance!"

After that, he shouted in Japanese: "If you want to get out alive, kill!"

While Takeda Hisasuna was still thinking about whether he could negotiate, the soldiers had already shouted "Kill!" and followed Hu Jing to charge out.

Takeda Hisatsuna: ...Who is the general leading the army?

He really hated the temporary conscription, there was no tacit understanding, and he didn't even listen to orders!
However, he had no time to think about it, because their Wakasa Yamana Hideshichi also grabbed the knife with both hands and rushed out with a loud scream of "Ah--".

Takeda Hisatuna could only raise his knife and kill.

The soldiers and samurai of the Yamana clan eventually came face to face with the soldiers and samurai of the Ouchi clan;

The long-awaited heroes finally fought against the direct disciples of the Ouchi clan and avenged the people who died in the battle of Quanzhou in the winter of the eighth year of Zhengtong. This was also the main purpose of their journey!
In the area farthest from the battlefield and also the most central area, Pan Jun seemed to feel this power. She suddenly raised her head and a smile appeared on her face.

With every step she took, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around her became more active. When she took the last step, the wind started to blow hard!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth stirred, a strong wind blew up, and the clothes were rustling.

Xue Shao, who was standing aside holding a lantern, swayed a bit, then stood firm again. The light in the lantern flickered and went out with a puff.

He sighed and looked forward while holding up an unlit lantern.

Pan Yun pinched his fingers with difficulty, and with the gathering spiritual energy, he thought of the Thunder God and silently chanted: "Thunder God shines with spirit, Lightning Goddess illuminates the sky. Wind Master clears away filth, Rain Master sprinkles clean water. The four seas are prosperous, and all gods listen. Thunderbolts shake, and evil spirits are destroyed. I obey the command of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God!"

As the last word fell, Pan Yun's thumbs finally touched each other, and with a flip of his palm, the seal was completed and the method was released!

In the dark clouds, the lightning that had been flickering suddenly exploded, and the entire sky seemed to be split open, with torrential lightning rolling down, as if it was the end of the world.

Pan Jun felt a sweet and fishy taste in her throat, but she forced herself to hold it in her mouth, and ended up swallowing it back!
Pan Xiaohei was shocked. It felt it, but it could swallow it back?

She has the perseverance to succeed in everything she does.

Pan Xiaohei huddled in Xue Shao's arms and trembled. When he looked up, he saw the light in Xue Shao's eyes.

The light was so dazzling that looking at Pan Jun was like looking at a rare treasure.

Pan Xiaohei's body stiffened and he looked away in disapproval.

Everyone in the magic circle, regardless of whether they were fighting or not, stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.

There was a crackling sound of thunder and lightning in the sky, and the lightning that flashed down seemed to strike them directly on the head, making people's legs tremble with fear.

Zhang Weiliang was on the verge of life and death when lightning suddenly struck. "Xue Shao", who was about to chop off his head with a knife, was suddenly struck by a lightning as thin as a hair. With a snap, he was first burnt, and then turned into a puff of light smoke and disappeared.

Zhang Weiliang covered his chest, blood continuously gushing out of his mouth, and muttered: "In the end, I still couldn't see clearly what the hell this thing was..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a shaking in front of his eyes, the sky suddenly brightened, and Zhang Weiyi and Xue Hua ran towards him.

Zhang Weiliang thought, it’s over, another batch of dolls came, and he couldn’t lift the sword anymore.

When Zhang Weiliang fell down, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a ray of sunlight poured down from the sky, turning the rice in the fields golden.

He didn't see that the moment the sunlight appeared, the lively dolls became motionless as if they had lost power. Therefore, when Zhang Weiyi and Xue Hua turned around, they saw Zhang Weiliang lying motionless not far away.

They can also recognize at the first sight that it is a real person, not a doll.

The two rushed over immediately.

At the same time, at the gate of Yamaguchi-kan, Ouchi Masako spat out a mouthful of blood, and the cloak that had been hanging on her head fell off, revealing a snow-white face.

Pan Yun flashed in front of them. Da Nei Jiaohong saw her pupils shrink and shouted, "Stop her!"

However, Pan Yun was faster than any of them. He quickly passed between them and all their attacks missed.

She flashed in front of Ouchi Masako, grabbed her neck and threw her backwards, then kicked away Ouchi Norihiro who was rushing towards her.

Ouchi Kyohiro flew backwards and hit the city wall, his entire chest sunken.

Pan Yun turned around and grabbed Ouchi Masako, leading her away from the encirclement: "No one has ever taught you that a mage also needs to learn the art of close combat self-defense?"

(End of this chapter)