Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 510 Ten vs. Ten

Time flies, ten days passed in a flash, and the day agreed upon for the ten-man battle in the Toutian Cave was approaching.

"The people in the dark have already entered the painting."

Tang Bingwen opened his one eye and looked at the remaining ten people who were ready to go into battle. "He Songling, are you sure that if the ninjas from Bihe Mountain collude with the Japanese army to do something, you can take us away, right?"

It's no wonder Tang Bingwen is so cautious. If they ran separately, only some of them would die. But according to He Songling's plan this time, he wanted to bring all the people of Tang Sect with him alone, which meant that if He Songling got into trouble, the entire Tang Sect would be wiped out.

The risk was too great, and Tang Bingwen had no choice but to keep confirming it like an old lady.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Not to mention the cooperation and protection of our army, just the people from our Nisheng Military Academy can definitely stop the Japanese for a day or two. This time they are driving real Soviet tanks, heavy machine guns, heavy artillery, and if possible, there may even be bombers coming. Without the Japanese army, what are those stinky ninjas?"

He Songling was very confident in himself. In the 10-man battle, he was threatened by Wakasa Shobei to massacre civilians and was not allowed to use heavy weapons. He agreed, but it did not mean that he would always be threatened. He was not a soft persimmon.

If Wakasa Shobei or the elders of Mt. Higashi really dare to cheat and order the ninjas lying in ambush on the mountain to launch a siege, He Songling will show them what a heavy mortar Gatling is.

"Hmph, I'm glad you have confidence. But when the time comes... I won't have to be put into the painting. I can just stay outside." Tang Bingwen made no secret of his pursuit of safety. This was a must for the Tang Clan. If something happened, he and He Songling had to be safe.

"I see you have one eye and can't see clearly in the world of the painting. Isn't it embarrassing?"

"I'll beat you!" Tang Bingwen swung his fist to hit He Songling.

The Tang Sect was a group of people from Sichuan, Lü Ci was also from the south, and although He Songling was from Shandong in his previous life, he had spent nearly 40 years in Fujian in this life, and was not very accustomed to the winter in the Northeast. If they had not been adapting to the environment for the past ten days, I'm afraid there would really be problems.

There was almost no life on the snowy mountain. Logically speaking, not to mention humans, even animals were basically in hibernation.

But along the way, a large group of ninjas appeared behind the trees and on the snow without any disguise. They did not change their clothes, but still wore black ninja uniforms, which made them very conspicuous in this environment.

"There are quite a lot of people..." Everyone in the Tang Sect narrowed their eyes. This group of ninjas were truly shameless and had no credibility at all.

When these ninjas saw the people from the Tang Sect coming, they all retreated.

"Follow Mr. Erli's instructions, retreat!"

"You're not even going to act?" Lu Ci snorted with narrowed eyes.

"What's there to show? They deployed people first so that we wouldn't see what they were doing inside. Now they're withdrawing people to show their sincerity and confidence, and to put psychological pressure on us."

He Songling didn't care. Wakasa Shobei was indeed a talent, and his work was flawless, except for one thing: He Songling knew them well and could use cannons at any time.

Not afraid at all.

Soon, the figure of Wakasa Shobei appeared.

"Everyone, please come this way." Not long after walking, they saw the "Demons" of Higashiyama. These were ninjas who were higher than their Jonin and existed specifically to serve as the "Demons'" followers.

Wakasa Shobei pointed at the puppet he had created and was sitting in the middle and introduced it: "Master Tang, Mr. He, this is our current leader, Erliji."

"Little devil, you don't have martial ethics." The master has the job and the disciples have the job. After all, Lu Ci participated in this ten-man battle as a disciple of He Songling's oral alliance. He jumped out and pointed at Erli's nose and cursed: "We agreed to a ten-man battle, but you deployed so many people. Is this called a ten-man battle?"

"Hehehe..." The puppet Erli Layman laughed dryly, as if it were made of iron. "Aren't you Tang Sect members so cunning? We agreed to a ten-man battle, but you almost mobilized the entire Tang Sect, right?"

"We have already evacuated our people." Lu Ci did not show any weakness. "What about you?"

"We can't help it. With Ono-sensei's death, Higashiyama is a bit divided and we have nowhere else to go. We can only let them stay with us."

Erliji laughed like a colonel: "Besides, I think it's easier for you to feel at ease if they are still with us. I guess you don't want me to randomly scatter them around your country, right?"

"Well, what you said makes sense." He Songling stood there and nodded loudly, "Since they are all here, when we get out of the cave in the mountain, we will kill them all together, and the history of your Bihe Mountain can end here."

"Mr. He, you seem to be very confident in yourself." The puppet Erli monk turned his face towards He Songling, as if staring at him and talking seriously, "Coincidentally, we are too."

"Okay." He Songling was too lazy to talk to a puppet, as it would make him look stupid, so he simply pushed it to Tang Bingwen: "Master, you deal with them."

"Oh, Tang." Erli's voice became more enthusiastic. "What a cunning guy. He accepted Mr. He as his disciple just when our final battle was approaching. We were really surprised."

"Congratulations, congratulations." Tang Bingwen bowed his hands without sincerity. "It was you who came up with the idea of ​​a ten-man battle. It's too late to regret it now."

“Hahahahahaha.” The puppet let out a strange laugh of tacit understanding, and Tang Bingwen also laughed with confidence: “Hehehehe…”

"Forget it, since we're already here, let's not make things complicated." The puppet snorted and stretched out his hand behind him, saying, "Let me introduce you. Nikaido Eita, Wakasa Shobei, Chou, Homer, Kimura Okataro, Aoyama Yohei, Ayun, Amakusa Unsai, Makino Ittosai, Kyūdō."

"This way."

Tang Bingwen nodded to his side, making way for the complete lineup of ten people behind him.

"Yang Lie." The number one of the younger generation of the Tang Sect is here. He has participated in the battles twice, so he has no choice but to accept the defeat.

"Tang Shiying." Tang Shiying volunteered because he heard that fighting demons and demon swords would require a swordsman and would be effective, so he strongly requested to come out. He is the master's uncle, and if he really wants to come, no one can stop him.

"Liang Wuer." This time, only Liang Wuer came from the duo, and Tang Gao was squeezed out as expected. He Songling likes people with active brains, and he criticizes people like Tang Gao who are self-righteous and hold everything in their hands as their own secret recipe, so this time the ten people squeezed him out.

"Tang An. Tang Jian. Tang Houren. Tang Wanru. Lu Ci. Lu Huizhong."

"He Songling."

(End of this chapter)