Everyone, including Shuten Doji and Katsura Kogoro, all judged optimistically: It only takes three days at most to break through the defense line of thousands of people! Capture the Hachioji!

Unexpectedly...Hijikata Toshizo and the thousands of soldiers with the same heart actually used their iron will to hold them off for five days!

For such achievements, for the tenacious will of thousands of people working together, and for Hijikata Tobizo's excellent command, even if he is as proud as a drunken boy, he has to give extremely high praise.

As soon as Shuten Doji finished speaking, Katsura Kogoro standing next to him said calmly:

"Hijikata Toshizo's unity with thousands of people is indeed admirable. What a pity...it ends here."

Shuten Doji nodded slightly in agreement:

"Yeah, that's it."

In front of their sight, they saw a huge number of soldiers rushing towards the position of thousands of people like a tide.

The "last day" of the Hachioji offensive and defensive battle begins!

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"Ula! Kill them all!" (Russian)

"Fight them!"

"They can't hold it anymore! Come on! Come on!" (Russian)

"No matter what, you will die! Get a few more people to back you up!"

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Accompanied by screams and screams, colorful blood splashed and fell repeatedly.

The blade cuts through flesh and blood.

Bullets penetrate life.

The opponents of thousands of people working together are not only the French and Qi coalition forces in front of them, but also the fatigue accumulated in their bodies.

Their blades are full of gaps.

Their clothes are in tatters and tatters.

Their legs are as heavy as lead.

Their spirits are approaching their limits.

Their bodies are scarred.

But despite this, they still refused to give in even half a step and allowed the brutal decisive battle to continue!

The soldiers here chopped off the heads of the Russian soldiers.

The Russian soldiers there shot through the bodies of the soldiers.

The soldiers here pulled the triggers in unison, disrupting the formation of the surprise team.

The team of surprise troops there worked together to trap the soldiers in action and pierced their bodies with bayonets.

The so-called "tragic" is nothing like this.

To this day, for the thousands of soldiers with one heart and one mind, the battle before them is no longer limited to "abide by the agreement made by our ancestors to guard the Eighth Prince from generation to generation."

Thousands of soldiers working together are all villagers who live in the same village and are related to each other.

In other words, they are basically "father and son soldiers", "brother soldiers" and "brother-in-law soldiers".

In the past five days, too many of their relatives and friends have been killed by the enemy.

In order to avenge their relatives and friends, and to fight for a breath, they voluntarily transformed into Shura!

Never mind Edo, never mind the ancestral agreement! Kill them first and then talk about it!

But... spiritual strength cannot make up for material weakness.

The five-day fierce battle caused the strength of both sides to wax and wane.

The huge gap in training levels caused thousands of people to be exhausted, but the French-Qich coalition was still able to handle it with ease.

Under the pressure of the French and Qi coalition forces, thousands of soldiers retreated steadily.

The current war situation has become irreversible...

At this moment, amidst the deafening shouts of killing, in a corner of the battlefield, an eye-catching scene happened.

A young man who was only in his early twenties at most faced a group attack of more than twenty members of the Raiders alone.

All the companions around him were killed in the battle, and he could only face the enemy alone.

He held the knife tightly in his palm, with a look of fear on his face, and his hands shook violently, as if he were holding a live fish, but he still held the knife very hard.

The enemy soldiers on the opposite side, that is, the soldiers of the surprise team, slowly narrowed the encirclement, walking in a comfortable manner, not paying attention to the young man at all, as if they were a cat playing with a mouse.

"Go! Kill him!"

Following the commander's order, the enemy soldiers swarmed forward, preparing to take the young man's life.

The young man gritted his teeth, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, his hands stopped shaking, and he was determined to find someone to support him.

Suddenly, a tall figure burst into this place from the thorn!

He stood in front of the young man, stretched out his arms, and waved the sharp blade in his hand.

One flash, another flash, three flashes.

The white blade flashed three times in mid-air, and every time it flashed, one or more enemy soldiers would be cut down to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the rough encirclement immediately opened! Those who were lucky enough not to be swept away by the cold light retreated backwards, distanced themselves, and looked at the man in black who had suddenly attacked with fear on their faces.

Toshizo Hijikata shook off the remaining blood on the sword and said to the young man behind him without looking back:

"You go to support other places, leave it to me here."

Looking at Hijikata Toshizo's back, looking at the man who saved him from danger, the young man's expression was dominated by strong excitement and excitement.

He did not disobey Hijikata Toshizo's order, nodded obediently, turned around and left.

At this moment, the enemy soldiers in front of him spontaneously formed a fan-shaped formation, confronting him as if facing a formidable enemy.

Hijikata Toisho rolled his eyes, scanning the circle like a wolf, calculating the position of each enemy soldier.

Wherever he glanced, the enemy soldiers felt as if they were falling into an ice cave, and a strong uneasiness arose in his heart.

The commander stared at Hijikata Toshizo with a face full of panic. He hurriedly pulled out the sword from his waist and held it firmly in front of him, as if this would give him a sufficient sense of security.

He stammered and shouted:

"You, who are you?!"

Hijikata Toshizo slowly raised the Izumi Mamoru Kanesada in his hand and said calmly:

"Deputy Chief of the Shinsengumi, Hijikata Toshizo."

As soon as this statement came out, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed.

The enemy soldiers all changed their expressions and subconsciously took a few steps back. The fan-shaped formation became messy and unstable.

Hijikata Toizo saw this opportunity and jumped out! He jumped into the center of the enemy group!

He slashed diagonally, hitting the first man in the chest, then slid forward and penetrated deeper into the enemy group, further disrupting the enemy formation.

At the same time, two sword lights were left behind him, and the bodies of the second man and the third man swayed a few times before falling to the ground.

He pulled the knife back to his hand. This "retracting the blade" action was also an attack move. It swept across the fourth man's neck, and a terrifying column of blood spurted out from the wound.

Izumi Mamoru Kanesada is indeed a great asset! He can cut iron like clay!

Anyone swept by its blade will either die or be injured!

In seconds, Hijikata Suisan's feet were filled with dead bodies.

After he cut down the 11th man, the morale and order of the enemy soldiers completely collapsed.

The survivors did not dare to challenge this man who was known as a "ghost" and ran away, fearing that they would fall behind the others. They only blamed their parents for not giving them an extra pair of wings.

Hijikata Toshizo did not pursue them and allowed these people to escape - he wanted to save his little physical strength to support various battlefields.

"Huh...! Huh...! Huh...! Huh...!"

He gasped for breath, greedily swallowed oxygen, mixed his breath, and wiped his sweaty face.

Since the French-Qich coalition launched its general attack, he has been playing the role of "fire captain", running back and forth on the huge battlefield.

Wherever there were many enemies and where reinforcements were urgently needed, he would go there to help.

Even though he knew he would definitely lose, he was unwilling to give up.

All he can do now is to try his best to possibly delay the defeat.

He raised his eyes and looked around.

Enemy soldiers are everywhere, there are deaths everywhere, and there are defeats everywhere that are in urgent need of support... This scene makes people despair just looking at it.

Even if Hijikata Suisan is divided into ten parts, he cannot be saved.
To be continued...