.One Hundred and Twenty Two, Front and Back Anal

"...... In a light and clever sentence of this old bald donkey, the brothers over three hundred had to bite the hollow reed stalks, wear the fake and inferior water of Sanlu brand, and take a detour and dive in the water for more than three miles!"

While Kuroshima Takao picked up a scimitar from the corpses everywhere and handed it to his brother, he complained with grievance, "There were more than a dozen people drowning along the way, and a few of them were simply exhausted - the Sanlu brand fish skin water was made of sponges, and when they were put in the water, they would swell like cereal..."

It’s not that the lake is frozen and the cold weather is so cold that it can’t stand swimming for only three miles. This kind of physical fitness... Can those guys under your command be called “tolerance”? Tadoo Kuroshima couldn’t help rolling his eyes secretly.

However, he actually knew in his heart that it was really no wonder that his younger brother was incompetent.

The Kuroshima family, who came from a famous family, has been famous all over the world for generations for its samurai family, rather than the lowly status of the ninja. They don’t know what the ninja under the mysterious veil looks like in the legend. Kuroshima Takao was able to find it from the old book stall of Edo Castle Town with just a few volumes. "It is said that" is the ninja training manual circulated by the ancient Iga Watbe family. Follow the map and draw cats and tigers to the point, and train this group of "Chrysanthemum Group" ninja to this level. It is already a super-level wielding swing.

Even if you occasionally make a dogmatic mistake of wearing night clothes in broad daylight, there is no way to do it - who told them to be a group of half-baked men imitated by laymen?

"There's no way. Who told me that we were too poor at that time and could not afford high-end equipment? I have made a lot of money under the King of the Mountain in the past two years. In the future, I can replace all the equipment with the best new products...uh, hiss--"

Tadao Kuroshima patted his brother's shoulder comfortably, and then, because of the excessive movement, he pulled the wound at the base of his thigh, which was so painful that he sucked the air conditioner. Seeing this, Tadao Kuroshima was shocked and quickly took off his brother's outer pants, which made a shocking blood hole suddenly appear.

"Oh my God. Brother, you're so injured!" Kuroshima Takao quickly poured medicinal wine on him, applied golden sore medicine, and then pulled a piece of white cloth to bandage it. "Are there any other injuries?"

"Hiss--it's just this little thing, it's okay. I haven't hurt my bones yet... and I haven't let that guy have a good time!" Tadao Kuroshima endured the severe pain during disinfection with a hideous face, while paying attention to the battle on the beach, "If you stay here and don't command the battle, there will be no problem, right?" He said with some concern.

Kuroshima Takao glanced back and said, "Anla. The enemy has been beaten to this point. What else can there be problems?"

The land is true. Since the moment three hundred ninjas suddenly jumped out of the lake and entered the battle group, the remaining combat problems have become completely different.

Although General Daniel commanded the troops of the land, he was a completely exhausted army. After two months of arduous journeys over mountains and ridges, he carried out more than half a month of fierce attacks and defenses in the dungeon. During this period, he did not get any rest. What's more, on the day of conquering the Temple of Time, the spirit and body of the entire army suddenly relaxed to the extreme. However, he was suddenly besieged by the superior Inca army.

This gap is so amazing that it is not something that a special gang force can bear with a mixed race. If Daniel had not responded effectively and was very impatient, even if the Elf Army roared or fled on the spot, there would be nothing strange.

Even so, with the wavering of the spirit of the army, the physical strength was overdrawn, and the opponent was passively under a fierce attack from noon to dusk. More than half of the positions were killed or injured, and the ammunition was exhausted. No matter how great General Daniel's personal charm was and how noble the reputation was, the mental pressure of the remaining soldiers had exceeded the maximum. When the mist of Mithra came overwhelmed, the will of the troops finally completely collapsed. They gave up their respective positions and ran around on the remaining positions.

In this era, most of the troops in the land were beaten out with whips and sticks. They rely entirely on harsh military disciplines and terrifying punishments to maintain order. Once the morale is shaken, the system collapses and the entire line collapses, they have to run to a safe area away from the battlefield for containment and reorganization. If they are contained and reorganized on the battlefield, the remaining troops may be dispersed by the defeated soldiers. That will make it even worse.

Fortunately, relying on the Silver Dragon Loli Miss Xuefeng's desperate counterattack, General Daniel finally got a brief respite. The desperate situation of the Elf Army being surrounded on three sides also made the mentally collapsed soldiers unable to escape.

Before the chaos of snow wind was over, General Daniel was worried and tried his best to relieve these guys. He finally reluctantly calmed them down - just to calm them down and no longer have any combat power. It is true that these guys who are not able to understand language, are mixed with each other, and are mentally anxious to merge and restore the establishment, and have complete weapons, and establish command systems at all levels again. God really knows how much time it takes.

However, Daniel had no more time because the Kikusui Special Attack Team raided him.

When the five thousand elves who had just been hastyly reorganized collapsed rapidly in front of this extraordinary enemy, the noble Golden Elf Lieutenant General had no extra card to play - the rest of the troops were still paralyzed. In a desperate situation, he had to take a gamble, concentrating the last of nearly a thousand guards, staff, orderlies, clerks, servants, coolies, even chefs and other people who could still control it, and attacked a sad and apocalyptic dying counterattack.

The so-called dying counterattack means not being able to withstand any setbacks. Even if the commander led the team to charge, it did prevent the situation from deteriorating for a while. However, with the fierce attack of Kuroshima Takao and his "Chrysanthemum Group" enduringly hitting the ground, the final counterattack was quickly severely damaged and failed. Daniel personally led the hand-to-hand combat suicide squads to the top, and were not real soldiers, but just wanted to turn the world with his blood and courage. Once the opponent showed his tenacious perseverance, the first time the blood began to cool down, such a mob would collapse.

The last organized counterattack of the Elf Army was declared a failure. At this point, the exhausted Elf Army no longer had the ability to persevere and lost all the battles. At most, it was self-defense by instinct. Even if General Daniel suddenly possessed the God of War Tampas, he was still powerless to turn things around - the general situation was gone!

Seeing the last stubborn enemy in front of him dropping their weapons, they run away with their heads in their arms, and then being knocked to the ground by various weapons such as Taidao, Blowing Arrow and Nunchakus, Tadao Kuroshima finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the war has no change."

He pressed his wound hard and stood up from the ground. Looking at the smoke and dust rising under the setting sun, ten thousand Inca guards were marching forward in a square formation. Above the rolling dust, a series of small black dots that were gradually becoming clear. Tadao Kuroshima speculated that it should be the magician of the Naserel on the floating warships to help the battlefield. Nearert, the local militias of various tribes that had been wandering for the first time became like tigers going down the mountain, cheering and jumping through the craters and gullies everywhere, as if they were not here to fight, but to the market - in a sense, it was indeed the case: the pair of blood-red black eyes were staring at the various weapons and supplies that had been thrown all over the ground, for fear that they would run slowly. They would be taken away by others.

Tadao Kuroshima turned his head back and reached out to push his brother, who was wet, and said, "Okay, don't be too slow here, let's go and pick some spoils! Swimming in cold water is hard, but after all, you still win. Don't ask too much about Master Jingshui Youhu! If there was any verbal conflict just now, remember to apologize to others at night - this old bald donkey..." He quickly changed his words, "Uh. It's an old monk, who is quite popular in front of His High Mountain King. After all, we are fellow villagers. If you can make friends with us, it's better to make friends with us as much as possible."

"Well, I know, brother." Kuroshima Takao responded with his head down and stood up, "Actually, I know too. It's nothing to suffer a little, but there is no immortality in the war? But... hey!" He smiled bitterly, shook his head, "I don't know what the old monk thought, but he actually gave this operation a name that was so disgusting that it couldn't be more disgusting. It was so nauseating that it made people want to vomit."

"Oh? Is it?" Tadao Kuroshima bent down indifferently, took a few diamond rings from a dead goblin officer and stuffed them into his sleeve. "What's the weird name?"

"The front and the back are swelling!"

"Puff! Cough cough!"

A violent cough suddenly broke out in the small chat group on the deck of Xiangrui.

Feri and Renée were hunched over their backs and grabbed their throats with their hands. The bottled juice and dessert plates were all knocked to the ground, choking so hard that they even tears were about to fall. The female vampire professor Rebecca poured almost the entire bottle of juice into her collar. She almost wet her clothes all over her body, and her plump breast curves and the two round bulges above were seen for a moment. Only Tecomse held a bottle of apple juice steadily, with a bad smile on her face as if she had succeeded in conspiracy, just like the legendary old naughty boy.

"Ahem! Your Majesty, you are right! The front, plus the anus behind it?!! Is Master Jingshui's brain broken?!!"

After finally taking a breath, Feili swallowed a big mouthful of saliva with difficulty and asked intermittently, with a broken expression on her face as if she was trapped in stocks.

"That's right!" Tekumse blinked in a narrow voice, "According to the quiet water fox, Tadao Kuroshima's Kikurishima's special attack team should be responsible for the front and openly set off the banner. Then, with a few elite troops, it will be shot into the front of the enemy, and it will spread out immediately, and it must completely attract the enemy's attention and induce it to join the final reserve team - if the Elf Army does have it.

Tadao's younger brother Takao Kuroshima and his 300 chrysanthemum ninja bit the reed stalks for breathing and lurked from underwater to the Elf Army. After waiting for the chrysanthemum special attack team to enter the enemy formation, they suddenly appeared and stabbed the Elf Army's cover from behind, which was to burst into chrysanthemum in one fell swoop... Cough cough, you should understand that way!"

He coughed a few times in a slight manner and said in a summary.

I understand, I understand too much. This is indeed very vivid, very loving, and full of his bad taste... Feili rolled her eyes when she heard it. The low-level fun and vulgarity of the Jingshui Youhuo, the red pink monk, was simply comparable to that of the fat lich Owo. Even if she was not as good as a man, she could at least be as good as a monster.

However, since the situation on the battlefield has been decided, as reinforcements from the Naseril Empire, it seems that we should have expressed it slightly, otherwise the future war report would not be able to be written...

"Your Majesty, it is really gratifying that your Japanese mercenaries are so brave and good at fighting. However, the enemy still has tens of thousands, and the total number of Japanese mercenaries is only more than one thousand. With one blow, even if you can win, the losses will probably be quite powerful." Feili calculated for the Black Island brothers with a righteous look on his face, "I wonder if your Majesty has any plans for this?"

"I have ordered the Imperial Guards and tribe armed forces to follow up and assist the Japanese mercenaries in clearing out the remaining enemies..." Tecumse looked at Feili's eager expression, his eyes turned, and he immediately understood what the other party meant, "Oh, Colonel Taylor, are you also intending to get involved? But..."

He turned around and glanced at the ruins of the auspicious ship, and his tone was filled with confusion. "Your army seemed to be seriously injured in the air raid just now, and isn't your warship unable to move?"

"Although the ship cannot move, we can still make up dozens of flying magicians." Feili responded anxiously, "Although his majesty's soldiers are powerful, they have lost the ability to use spells after all. If there are any remaining elf mages who are eager to jump over the wall and summon things like demons, devils or purgatory creatures, it would be unbeautiful. And our Naserel's magician..." He patted his little chest, but unfortunately he had no momentum, "It can completely relieve this trouble for you!"

Although Tkumse did not think that his opponent still had the strength to perform terrible large magic, he lowered his head and thought for a moment. In order to be prepared, he nodded in agreement with Feili's enthusiastic help. "Okay, I'll ask your magician to work hard. In addition..."

The King of the Mountains pulled his beard and hesitated for a moment, but still told the matter, "Col. Taylor, can you persuade the commander of the Elf Army on the opposite side for me to surrender. He only had such a bad deck of cards in his hand, and he could still play with our army to such a level. It really made me admire him. I really want to meet this powerful guy. As for the conditions for surrender... I said that I, Tecumse, with his crown, promised that he would definitely give him the courtesy of the highest distinguished guest!"
Chapter completed!