Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 219: 218 Strange Giant Soldier

Chapter 219 218. Strange giant soldiers

The inside of the longhouse of the Ronin group was just as Lan En expected.

The most combative and organized group of people in the castle town are retained inside.

After Lan En came back, these wanderers looked at him like they were their parents. Strictly speaking, saving someone's life is not like rebirthing a parent.

Before Lan En could ask them to rejoin the battle formation, Kotaro stood up and repeated what he had just said outside the manor to the surviving ronin.

The stakes will not change due to differences of words. After the panic of being surrounded and suppressed by the narrow escape just now, the rogues present were able to think clearly about the truth after they calmed down a little.

So without much trouble, this group of rogues with fierce eyes flashed with their knives in hand, preparing to follow their leader and fight for their own way out.

Perhaps the main combat force of this raid was bent on beheading, so they went straight to the inner house of Pingtian Manor.

Those who stayed in the castle town were bandits who couldn't stand up to the public.

Lan En doesn't even need to take action. He only needs to rely on his own observation of the battlefield situation and then issue an order. All that's left is to line up the manpower to receive the victory.

The terrain of Pingtian Village is complex, but for him, this level of battlefield structure is just a trivial matter that cannot be put on the stage in [Memory Diving].

Standing at a high place and pouring down a bottle of [Cat] magic potion, superhuman senses can clearly observe the number of most enemies, and then allocate the combat power like a fish in water.

After he rescued his men from the longhouse of the Ronin group, there were many Hirata clan ashigaru who were scattered and knitted along the way, and he reorganized them into the team.

Nearly a hundred people were gathered here and there in this **** night of blazing fire!

From the frightened voices of these people, Lan En knew that the person responsible for the defense system of Pingtian Village recently was the giant ninja, Xiao.

The fact that these Ashigaru were so scattered even though there were still a large number of them was probably due to that guy's "arrangement of troops".

Line up the troops and mobilize a group of soldiers to fight. This is a new experience for Lan En.

But he seems to be born to adapt to this kind of heavy responsibility.

Others entrusted him with strength and life, and he naturally wanted to use these things perfectly.

Especially on the battlefield.

Lan En's ability to mobilize is getting stronger and stronger. The scenes in [Memory Diving] appear before his eyes, reconstructed in his mind, and finally refined into knowledge and mastered by him.

At the beginning, the men he sent out would be **** and fight hard for a while.

But later on, he was able to basically limit every battle he arranged to end within three minutes.

After more than an hour, Lan En had even wiped out the bandits in the entire castle town!

The art of command? Tsk, its more brain-intensive than fighting.

Lan En patted his forehead.

Relying on the reinforcements of Mentos, he could barely keep up with the performance of the Emperor's Children in his memory in terms of thinking speed.

But the speed of thinking is normal for others, but for him now, it is already an 'overclocking'.

Shaking his head slightly, Lan En took a sip of [Swallow] to speed up his recovery.

Then he said to Kotaro, who had firm and respectful eyes under the eaves: "The castle town is already safe enough. We have no worries. Next, we should advance to the inner house."

Although the ronin and ashigaru below were all gasping for air, and some even had the hands holding their swords shaking, when Lan En's order came down, they all shouted in response with their blood boiling.

In a **** battlefield, a commander who can give people 100% victory will be regarded as a [god] by the soldiers!

The castle town and the inner palace area are connected by a small bridge. Below the cliff of this wooden bridge is a small tributary of Longquan River.

Lan En took the lead in scouting and approached the area, observing in the bamboo forest on the slope.

At a glance, his brows couldn't help but frown.

That fat boy is a bit strong!

The small bridge is not spacious, and on this bridge there is a huge figure wearing a simple armor standing in the middle.

He is about 2.5 meters tall, with powerful fat muscles all over his body, and a big general belly.

Hand in his hand was a 1.56 meter all-iron mace, swinging like a child's toy in his hand, whipping the lawn and pounding the mud.

If an ashigaru of Kotaro's size were allowed to attack him, he would probably not be able to kill more than thirty people.

But for such a person who sounds similar to a fierce general in ancient Chinese literature, his face has a very typical "Down syndrome" look.

The distance between the eyes is very large, the eyes are small and dull, and they look dull.

Lan En turned back and described the 'weird man' he saw to Kotaro, a local.

It stands to reason that a guy with this kind of body type must be quite famous in the local area.

As expected, after Lan En described it briefly, Kotaro's eyes widened and he looked angry. Taro soldiers!

"They are the Tailang soldiers in Xianfeng Temple! The masters of Xianfeng Temple adopted a group of orphans. They all have such a strong body, but their brains are not easy to use. The masters took pity on them because they had no way out, so they regarded them as monk soldiers in the temple. Cultivate them and call them 'Taro Soldiers'."

The short man gritted his teeth angrily and said.

It must be these bandits who kidnapped lone Tarang soldiers in the mountains as helpers! They are just like children, easy to deceive!

Lan En frowned and listened.

Adopt a group of children, all of them look like this? ! Is it that outrageous?

Lan En vaguely felt that something was wrong, but thinking about the confident words of Kotaro, a local, and the chickens and fish he had seen, he was not ready to say anything more.

In the end, he is just a stranger who doesnt understand this land.

"In this case, then leave him to me. There is no blood on his mace, and it seems that he is indeed from Buddhism. Even if he was kidnapped to be a thug, he didn't hit anyone subconsciously. Don't worry, I I wont kill him.

Kotaro looked at Lan En slightly nervously.

After the demon hunter said that he would not kill the Tarang soldier, he breathed a sigh of relief and his face became relaxed.

He and his mother who just passed away were both devout believers of Senbo Temple, and they would kill people like Mishanin, but facing Taro Bing who was born in Senbo Temple, he really had a mental obstacle.

Those Tarang soldiers are simply overgrown children!

There are many people with a mentality like his among Lan Ens men today.

There were not many bandits defending the small bridge, which was in line with Lan En's conjecture.

The enemy was so eager to behead him that he didn't even take care of his own retreat.

Returning to the small bamboo forest on the **** where Lan En had just stopped to observe, Lan En looked at the four ashigaru holding short bows around him one by one to confirm that they were all in good condition.

Then give a slight nod.

Whoosh!*5

On the small bridge, two bandits holding large wooden signs were directly shot by a volley.

Their big wooden signs only face in front of them, and the armor on their bodies doesn't even have a belly. Even if they are hit by short bow arrows, the arrows are enough to penetrate their internal organs.

Immediately screamed and fell down.

The confused Tarang soldier seemed to be startled, like a child, with a frightened expression and looking around with his mace in his arms.

Who? Who is it? What do you want to do?

A wave of long-range attacks eliminated the possible troublemakers, and Lan En walked directly out of the bamboo forest.

He walked directly to Tarang Bing in silence.

How can a child-like mind be able to withstand the approach of a person like Lan En, who is silent and staring?

The fear on Tarang Bing's face became more and more serious, until finally, the big man was so frightened that he screamed and swung the mace in his hand with his eyes closed.

"Retreat! The evil spirits retreat! Retreat?"

Feeling a light touch on Luan Wu's hand, Tarang Bing opened his eyes in confusion.

The 1.56-meter-long iron rod between them was already in the hands of the person opposite.

And that man has already prepared his stance to throw out!

Bang!

With an expressionless face, Lan En used the handle of the mace without spikes, like a baseball, and directly hit the Tarang soldier's belly armor pocket.

Woo!

At least more than two hundred kilograms of flesh even briefly lifted off the ground! Even the acid water in his stomach was knocked out.

Then, the heel of the studded leather glove was pushed upward toward his chin.

Hearing the sound of teeth clashing violently, the frighteningly strong Tarang soldier collapsed limply.

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