I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

Generally speaking, Qing Deng, who makes a move half a beat later, is unable to touch his opponent at all—of course, this is only "generally speaking".

When swinging the knife, Qing Deng once again used his old trick: he quietly changed his grip, using his index and middle fingers to tightly grip the bottom of the hilt with the help of talents such as "Skillful Hands +5" and "Nine Bulls and Two Tigers +3".

In this way, the range of the slash can be greatly expanded!

The forced extension of this small distance was just enough for the knife tip to slice open the other person's throat.

As he sheathed his sword, having calculated the damage beforehand, he also managed to shatter the bullet that was hurtling towards his chest.

With a crisp "pop," like a firecracker exploding, dazzling sparks burst into the air, and fragments of the bullet flew everywhere.

Since Qingdeng can dodge bullets, then cutting down oncoming bullets is naturally no problem for him either.

Unfortunately, the Bizen Osafune was still somewhat lacking in sturdiness.

Although it successfully shattered the bullet, a noticeable nick remained on the blade.

As soon as the Bizen Osafune returned to Aoto's hands, it swung its sword again without stopping, cutting down the enemy on the left.

With superb combat skills and unparalleled physical abilities, all enemies in front, behind, to the left, and to the right were killed! The entire process took less than 5 seconds!

Only the person who was pinned down by Qingdeng was still alive.

Qingdeng pressed his knee firmly against the man's neck, rendering him unable to move and making it difficult for him to even breathe.

From the moment he started, he completely lost the ability to resist due to cerebral ischemia and inability to breathe. His eyes rolled back, he foamed at the mouth, and he was almost unconscious.

Qingdeng hadn't forgotten the person beneath him—with a slight exertion, he heard a "crack" and sent the other person on their way.

Although the surrounding enemies have been dealt with, the musketeers in the distance are still alive.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Even Qingdeng wouldn't engage in a direct confrontation with multiple musketeers on an open field with no obstacles.

He then rolled over and dodged to the right.

With a swift movement, he disappeared into a trench not far away.

This was a trench about half a person deep, where several gunmen from the Choshu Army were hiding.

These men had been focused on dealing with the Shinsengumi soldiers who were attacking. When they saw Niou descending beside me, their expressions changed, and they instinctively turned their guns towards Aoto, preparing to pull the trigger.

Their reaction speed was fast, but Qingdeng's knife was even faster!

He lowered his upper body and, like a whirlwind, stood up to meet the gun barrel.

Step forward, gather strength, swing the sword, step forward again, gather strength again, swing the sword again—Qing Deng repeatedly performed this process with fluid and graceful movements.

Blood foam gushed out continuously, much like the splashes of water after waves crash against rocks.

Blood splattered, flesh tore open, bones broke, and the dead enemies fell to the left and right.

In the blink of an eye, Qingdeng had cleared the trench.

The relentless, fierce battles left the blades of the Bizen Osafune stained with blood and fat, as if coated with a film, rendering them dull and lifeless.

Therefore, when Qingdeng climbed out of the trench, he tightly gripped the blade of the Bizen Nagasena with the crook of his left arm and wiped the blade clean with the clothes in the crook of his arm.

Although it was only a short time away, the scene outside the trenches was already quite different.

Under the fierce attack led by Souji and Saito Hajime, the main force caught up with Aoto.

The Shinsengumi soldiers swarmed forward, searching for and defeating enemy soldiers.

The musketeers who had been firing at Qingdeng earlier were also scattered by the fierce attack.

Looking up, the light green color is clearly more prevalent than other mixed colors.

Without a doubt, the enemy's defenses are on the verge of collapse!

So Qingdeng immediately roared:

"Follow me! Break through the enemy lines!"

After roaring, he gripped the Bizen Nagasawa tightly again, pursued the enemy, and headed towards the mountaintop.

The newly formed squad members charged forward, relentlessly pursuing Aoto like wolves and tigers.

Under normal circumstances, Qingdeng might enjoy the feeling of close combat and charging into battle.

But at this moment... he had no mind to think about joy or sorrow.

He had only one thought in his mind: to defeat this enemy force as quickly as possible! To rendezvous with Hijikata Toshizo, who was stationed in Hachioji, and rush to Edo's aid!

Even setting aside the mother and son who were of vital importance to him, a large number of his relatives and friends—the people of Shieikan, the people of the Chiba family, and a group of friends led by Katsura Rintaro—all lived in Edo.

How can we sit idly by and watch them be in danger?

Thus, Qingdeng disregarded his fatigue and hardship, forcing his body to fight!

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Nangong Mountain, summit, the main camp of the surprise attack team—

With one hand gripping the demon sword Muramasa, ready to "fight at any moment," and the other holding a telescope, he observed the current situation of the battlefield.

Masujiro Ōmura, the strategist of the Special Forces, stood beside him, also observing the battle situation through binoculars.

The northern battlefield... that is, the battlefield under the control of the Shinsengumi's left wing army, was so fierce that it truly deserved the description of "flesh and blood flying everywhere".

Kondo Isami, Nagakura Shinpachi, Inoue Genzaburo, Serizawa Kamo, and others were all formidable warriors.

As soon as the war began, they launched a desperate attack, causing the Changzhou army's defenses to retreat continuously.

However, although the Shinsengumi's left-wing army was steadily advancing the front line, its pace of advancement was still within the expectations of Takasugi Shinsaku and others.

On the other hand, the situation on the southern battlefield... the battlefield personally overseen by Aoto, has changed in a way that completely exceeded the expectations of Takasugi Shinsaku and the others!

Through the telescope, they could clearly see Qingdeng's fierce and heroic figure, who could kill gods and Buddhas alike!

Neither advanced guns nor meticulously arranged defenses could stop him in the slightest.

Under Aoto's personal leadership, the Shinsengumi's right-wing army's offensive was truly unstoppable and unstoppable!

Suddenly, Shinsaku Takasugi slowly lowered his binoculars, muttering solemnly:

"...We underestimated Niou."

Omura Masujiro, standing to the side, quietly chimed in:

"This kind of reckless fighter who disregards his own life and is also very capable in combat often becomes a major variable on the battlefield."

Shinsaku Takasugi took the lead:

"The situation on the southern front is not optimistic. If things continue like this, let alone 'hold out for three days,' it's questionable whether we can even make it to tomorrow morning."

He had barely finished speaking when Ōmura Masujirō chuckled:

"Mr. Takasugi, there is no need to panic."

"Indeed, with King Ni leading the charge, the situation in the south is not going as well as we had anticipated."

"But don't forget, the south is the front line that we have put the most effort into and defended the most tightly."

"At Nioh's current pace of advancement... he will soon run into a 'high wall'."

"With that 'high wall' that we've carefully built, we can hold them off for at least two days!"

After listening, Takasugi Shinsaku said calmly without any expression:

"I hope so."

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Nangong Mountain, the southern battlefield—

Amidst the flying bullets and flashing swords, the battle between the two armies had already lasted for half a day.

The sun rose to its highest point in the sky, dispelling the last bit of mist in the mountains and forests.

The relentless, continuous battles left Qingdeng almost completely disoriented.

He wielded his sword mechanically, walked mechanically, and killed any enemy he encountered. His consciousness was in a strange blur, leaving him no time to think about anything else.

Just then... just as he parted a patch of bushes, his consciousness instantly returned.

In front of him stood a massive rock wall.

Countless muskets were mounted directly above this rock face.

At the very moment Qing Deng revealed his face—

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets rained down!

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Chapter 922 Emulating Nightingale, the "Peerless Strategist's" Absolute Defense Line [5200]

The dense barrage of bullets disrupted the air.

In the blink of an eye, dirt and rocks flew everywhere!

Looking at the towering rock wall in front of him and the huge volley of bullets flying towards him, Qing Deng was stunned, his pupils instantly shrinking to pinholes.

His body reacted before his mind could react; he crouched down, rolled to the side, and hid behind an ancient tree not far away.

However... the main force behind Qing Deng didn't have his reaction speed.

The barrage of comments swept across the screen, a shower of blood.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ugh...! Damn it! I've been shot in the shoulder!"