The mood of autumn is strong.

October 24, the 11th year of Chongzhen reign in the Ming Dynasty.

Both the Ming army and the Japanese are waiting for this day to come.

decisive battle!

The number one player in the Ming Dynasty will face off against the Japanese sword master!

Who wins and who loses?

Autumn is blooming outside Tsurumaru Castle!

"The general town has launched a victory, and success is imminent!"

Such calls broke out in the Ming army's military camp.

Ding Yunyi walked out slowly. Beside him were Huangfu Yunjie, Hou Lu, Fang Fenghuang, Hai Nixiong...

On the battlefield, battle flags fluttered, and the battle flags of the Ming Dynasty were dancing in the wind, as if they were also waiting for the arrival of this shocking decisive battle!

Countless Ming troops lined up on the battlefield. When they saw their Wu Liebo coming out, deafening shouts suddenly broke out:

"Wu Liebo! Ding Huben!! Ding Huben! Wu Liebo!!"

Ding Yunyi raised his hand, and suddenly there was silence again.

Ding Yunyi glanced at Tsurumaru Castle opposite. A large number of Japanese had gathered on the tower. He smiled faintly...

Time passed little by little. Although the castle tower and the battlefield were full of people, the gate of Tsurumaru Castle showed no intention of opening.

Ding Yunyi laughed again. In the past, Miyamoto Musashi looked for Sasaki Kojiro for a decisive battle, which also made his opponent wait for a long, long time...

"I'm hungry..." Ding Yunyi suddenly said.

The subordinates were stunned. The battle was about to begin. The commander-in-chief actually said that he was hungry?

"I'm hungry!" Ding Yunyi looked solemn and very serious: "Bring me some food and find a big table. I'll eat here. By the way, get a jar of good wine...

."

The subordinates were confused, but they quickly followed the commander's instructions.

A large table was moved out, and the food and wine were quickly put on it. Ding Yunyi had people move the chairs. He actually sat down grandly, taking a sip of wine and a sip of food...

"General Town, drink less alcohol." Houlu said kindly on the side: "Although I have heard of Drunken Boxing, Drunken Sword and the like, it doesn't actually mean how much alcohol I drank...

"

"Do you think I know Drunken Boxing and Drunken Sword?" Ding Yunyi opened his eyes wide with an unbelievable expression: "Hulu, I'm afraid you think too highly of this town. If this town is drunk, it will definitely not be drunk.

Fist, drunken swordsman, this town only has one ability when it comes to drunkenness, it’s to get drunk and go crazy!”

There were smiles on the faces of the subordinates, and Houlu scratched his head: "Then what does the commander-in-chief mean?"

"Not afraid of pain!" Ding Yunyi said seriously: "When you are drunk, even if the sword hits your body, you will not feel pain. What is invincible? Drunk people are truly invincible!"

With a "boom", the subordinates finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst into laughter.

The Japanese on the tower of Tsurumaru Castle all looked at them in confusion. The Ming Dynasty people on the opposite side were not only eating food and drinking wine on the battlefield, but they were still smiling about something.

But what about Miyamoto Musashi? Where is Miyamoto Musashi now?

"What is Ding Yunyi doing?" While everyone was waiting for Miyamoto Musashi, the Japanese swordsman asked slowly while sipping tea at Shimazu's house.

"Master. He was drinking there..."

"Drink?" Miyamoto Musashi had a surprised expression on his face.

He deliberately did not show up so early, just like when he had the decisive battle with Sasaki Kojiro. Once people wait for a long time, they will become impatient, and then they will have a chance.

Miyamoto Musashi thought about countless possibilities. Because of the long wait, Ding Yunyi would curse and even stop waiting. Therefore, his momentum became weaker in front of him from then on.

However, he never expected that at this time:

Ding Yunyi is actually drinking!

Miyamoto Musashi was a little curious, what did Ding Yunyi want to do? Why did he do this? Has he really never worried about himself or this decisive battle?

"Send someone to watch closely..."

"Yes, Master!"

Miyamoto Musashi narrowed his eyes. His hand had already picked up a cup of tea, but he did not put it to his mouth. He hesitated there for a long time, and the look of confusion on his face became more and more serious. Then he gently picked up the tea cup.

Let it go...

...

"The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will share my eternal sorrow with you..." On the battlefield, Ding Yunyi chanted loudly while drinking.

Suddenly he sighed: "It's a pity that my concubine is not around now. Otherwise, how nice would it be to have someone sing and dance for me?"

"Zongzhen, I know how to play the guzheng..." Fan Xiaotian said suddenly as they entered the Japanese battlefield together.

"Ah, you know how to play guzheng?" Ding Yunyi was overjoyed, and then touched his head: "It's a pity that the army didn't carry this thing..." He frowned and thought for a while: "Who wants to go to Tsurumaru Castle?

Ask those Japanese thieves to borrow a guzheng?"

Hou Lu didn't say a word, got on his horse, came to the foot of Tsurumaru Castle, and said loudly: "My boss asked you to borrow a guzheng!"

Shimazu Mitsuhisa on the tower was confused. He couldn't understand what the other party was going to do. After thinking about it, he sent someone to get a guzheng and hung it from the tower.

The guzheng was brought over, and Ding Yunyi laughed: "Who can dance it?"

Fang Fenghuang took a step forward: "Leader, I can't dance, but I have learned sword skills!"

"Okay, okay!" Ding Yunyi said repeatedly: "Fan Xiaotian, you play the guzheng! Fang Fenghuang, accompany him in the sword dance! I personally sing Li Taibai will drink wine to help him!"

The sound of the guzheng sounded, and Ding Yunyi said slowly: "

I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.

Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow. If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand in front of the moon..."

There, Fang Fenghuang's sword was already dancing...

...

"Master, Ding Yunyi asked the family governor to borrow a guzheng and ask someone to play it. He himself was drinking wine and singing Li Bai's "The Wine Will Come In", and there was a woman dancing with a sword to add to the fun."

"On the battlefield?" Miyamoto Musashi's eyebrows jumped.

"Yes, on the battlefield, in front of the two armies!"

"Go, continue to look carefully..." Miyamoto Musashi waved his hand.

Playing the guzheng? Dancing the sword? What does Ding Yunyi want to do? Could it be that at this moment, his heart is not disturbed at all? Then his concentration is really terrible...

Miyamoto Musashi stood up and walked back and forth a few steps. Then he sat down again...

I want the other person to be confused, not myself to be confused first, and wait. Keep waiting...

...

"In the old days, King Chen had a banquet and had a lot of fun and banquets. What did the master say about the small amount of money? He had to sell it to you for your discretion. The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine. They will be sold together with you for eternity.

worry!"

When the last sentence was recited, the sound of the guzheng suddenly stopped, and Fang Fenghuang's sword struck out the last blow!

Ding Yunyi laughed "haha" and stood up: "Lead my horse!"

Ben Xiao led him over, and Ding Yunyi got on his horse and rode alone to the foot of Tsurumaru Castle. He pointed at the city and laughed:

"The sword master who told you that he defeated Sasaki Kojiro in despicable ways in the past is trying to do it again today? I'm waiting for him, and I'll be waiting all day and night! Sword Master? Sword Master,

But that’s it!”

After saying that, he turned the horse's head and returned to the main formation.

He came and went quickly, and each one of them was clearly reflected in the minds of the Japanese in Tsurumaru Castle. Shimazu Mitsuhisa turned his head and looked around, and found that the expressions of those on the tower had changed slightly.

What's wrong? Has their confidence been shaken? Shimazu Mitsuhisa didn't dare to admit it, but he found that his own confidence was also quietly shaken...

Why hasn't Miyamoto Musashi come out yet? Is it really the same as what Ding Yunyi said, delaying time? Or is Miyamoto Musashi afraid of Ding Yunyi and only dares to use this method to consume the other party's patience?

However, now Ding Yunyi's patience has not been exhausted, but the patience of the Japanese is being exhausted bit by bit...

...

"Master, Ding Yunyi came to the city to call for formation..."

"Oh?" A smile appeared on Miyamoto Musashi's face: "Did he finally lose his patience?"

"No, not...he said, he said..."

"explain!"

"Yes, he said that the master defeated Sasaki Kojiro with despicable means, and today he wants to do it again... He said that he was waiting for the master, and he waited all day and night... He also said

...and said that the Sword Master is nothing more than that..."

Anger flashed across Miyamoto Musashi's face.
To be continued...