I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Quick...the situation has changed...all retreat...exit Goryokaku!"

"But, Captain, the road behind has been blocked by those resentful spirits..."

In the city, there is a famous general at the end of the curtain, who is brave and good at fighting in life, and also incarnates ghosts and gods in death.

Outside the city, there are thousands of resentful warriors standing silently under the cherry blossom trees and obeying orders.

Under his feet, in the moat that had become blood red at some point in time, countless withered white arms were squirming.

After recovering from this shocking scene, Sen Luosi and his party standing at the city gate were already trapped under the gate of this black pentagram fortress, with no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth!

"Swear in the distance, sincerely here!"

"Zheng!"

Inside the city, the men kneeling behind Ichiro Kono, following Hijikata Toshisan's order, swiped their long knives out of their sheaths.

"Today, I will sacrifice the blood of these emperor's lackeys for the Kaicheng of Goryokaku!"

Immediately afterwards, their knives hung to the side, and they rushed towards Sen Luosi and others outside the city gate frantically!

"After a long time, these lunatics know that we have been pulling the door open..."

"So, from the beginning, did you see us as dead people and spare sacrifices..."

"Stop talking nonsense, shoot!!!"

Looking at the icy blade in the hands of the "Tufang Religion", the team members behind him had used the city gate as a cover and opened fire without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

In the dense gunshots, the light onion Yazori Yuko was shot through her body, leaving a small hole after another, and a bright red blood flower bloomed.

Although this group of "Tufang Religion" members with a large age span and mixed quality, although they look aggressive, their physical fitness and kendo cultivation are only at the level of "amateurs"...

In the face of the disaster-prevention mobile team that occupies the terrain advantage and has professional military literacy, the various cold weapons in their hands are not much better than the bare hands in front of the powerful fire blockade.

But they turned a blind eye to the "companions" beside them who fell one by one, and just continued to move forward with frenzied eyes and grinning faces...

It was as if when he participated in the "Higata Toshizo Playing Conference", the last charge of the Shinsengumi under the Goryokaku Castle was repeated.

In less than a minute, the blood-soaked stone pavement inside the city gate was covered with dozens of corpses that were scattered one after another.

"Stop, cease fire..."

Looking at the "Tibetan (Evil) Religion" that was wiped out in front of him, including Priest Kono, the hearts of Sen Rose and the rest of the team were even colder than the black snow above their heads.

"You lunatics, what are you thinking, so long for life?!"

Because what just happened was not a battle at all, it was just a simple massacre.

"Death is not the end... Earth... Lord Hijikata... will grant us... eternal life..."

The black snow fell, the blood solidified, and the men who gradually lost their breath of life had their eyes wide open, and their faces still had that sweet smile...

"Hey, the era of swords has long since ended."

Standing still, Hijikata Suizan just glanced at the light green Oriha that had been torn apart by bullets and fell in a pool of blood, and turned his back without moving...

Similar pictures, he has seen too many in his life, so much that there is no ripple in his heart.

"However, the Shinsengumi, which is only me, is incomplete."

Walking to the middle of the two small wooden boxes, the light of the sword flashed silently, and there was a deep crack in the wrists of the left and right hands of the three-year-old Jifang!

"I look forward to the end of spring and spring, and I also know the season when I like ice and snow, and the melting is only today."

The dark and viscous "blood" spewed out from his wrist like a waterfall, soaked down the gap of the wooden box, and dyed the log color into pure black.

"Just like I swore...even if we are separated by death, our souls will still be under the banner of sincerity, united as one!"

On Hijikata Suizan, the ghostly aura that had penetrated the sky and the earth began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"The blade is covered with blood, you who are not even qualified to go to hell..."

On the contrary, the two black coffins in front of him suddenly stood up vertically from the ground, and a rich gray aura gushed out.

"Come with me and rebuild the glory of the Shinsengumi!"

He actually released his precious power of ghosts and gods without reservation!

"Crack, click..."

Amidst the sound of the coffin being shattered, two figures, one tall and the other short, dressed in black woven feathers and wrapped in gray arrogance, stood at the age of three years old.

"Tonight, Hu Che is very hungry for blood..."

On the left is a Kongwu man with a national character face and ginkgo biloba. He is tall and muscular, with his hands folded in his sleeves.

"This time, I, Shimazaki Katsuta, want to die purely as a samurai."

He just stood there like that, giving people a sense of stability and calm.

"I'm sorry, but in the end, the half-sick swordsman who couldn't advance or retreat with everyone, Okita Sojiro, see the reference."

On the right, a handsome young man with pure big eyes and a grin on his face is slowly tying his forehead guard in his hand.

Clear eyes and innocent smile, but there is an indifference that makes the hair stand on end.

"It's been a long time, Akatsuki, Sojiro."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, only a few words, but more than a thousand words.

"Mr. Kondo, Mr. Toshizo, according to the appointment, I have returned from recuperating in the wooden house."

"Sorry, Sui San, for making you fight alone for so long!"

Sharing the power of ghosts and gods from Hijikata Toshizo, the two of them seemed to understand the current situation after a while.

"No, for this day, it's worth betting on all the arrangements."

Looking at the two people who stood on his left and right after a century and a half, a drop of black blood fell from the corner of Hijikata Suisan's eyes.

In the last battle of the year, when the independent Goryokaku Castle was lonely and hesitant, and stood silently, I never hoped that the loneliness would be refilled as it is today.

At this moment, it seemed that even the time was frozen by the black snow above his head, and all the faces lost in the river of longing were returned.

"The whole army obeys..."

In Goryokaku Castle, Hijikata Suizan was in high spirits, with his head held high, and the flag of sincerity, which served as a cloak behind him, was screeching.

"Follow me and take back the Hakodate!"

His voice was not too loud~www.wuxiamtl.com~, but it clearly conveyed to the inside and outside of Goryokaku, the depths of the souls of the black warriors...

"Retake the boxhouse!"

"Retake the boxhouse!"

"Retake the boxhouse!"

The entire Goryokaku, with no ups and downs, but full of war-like roars, set off a huge black wave.

Nearly a thousand black figures, in the midst of the mountain and tsunami, lined up neatly into several square formations and stepped out towards the area outside the Goryokaku...

With their firm footsteps, the ground covered with black snow turned into stiff and smooth frozen soil, spreading out towards the surroundings.

Seen from above, Goryokaku was like a rotten black scar, which began to grow gradually, eroding the surrounding city.

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