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Yokokura Keinosuke originally designed a triple line of defense.
The first line of defense is the archers.
When Qingdeng and others broke through the shooting range of the archers, it was the second line of defense's turn...that is, the spearmen began to show off their power.
Even if the spearmen's blockade is broken through, the two swordsmen standing closest to the bridge will shoulder the responsibility of the last layer of defense.
Judging from the positions, personnel and equipment configuration, Yokokura Keinosuke’s formation is almost beyond reproach.
The long-range soldiers stand in the last row, the medium-range soldiers are in the middle, and the melee soldiers stand in the front. Their weapons will not hinder each other, so that the combat power can be maximized.
However, no matter what... they encountered Qingden with all the buffs turned on!
"Gu Gu", "Gathering God", "Berserker" - it is rare that these three buffs are activated at the same time.
Although most of his physical strength was consumed in "mountain parkour", it was still more than enough to deal with inferior soldiers and generals.
Neither swordsmen nor spearmen are Qingdeng's enemies.
Aoto swung his sword three times and took away the lives of these three people - the same goes for Yokokura Keinosuke.
The shining blade cut a large gash in Yokokura Kinosuke's belly, which was as big as a pig. Even a doctor in the 21st century could only frown and shake his head when he saw it.
In an instant, large amounts of smelly blood and disgusting fat splashed all over the floor like a fountain.
"Ho...ho...ho...!"
The blood on Yokokura Keinosuke's face receded as quickly as the tide, and his face was as pale as if he had just been dusted with flour.
While making a meaningless sound of "ho ho ho", he subconsciously made a counterattack - pressing his stomach where blood was spurting out with one hand, and raising the knife tremblingly above his head with the other hand.
However, after just a moment, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, his eyes turned up, his head tilted back as if being pulled by his eyes, his body bent forward like a shrimp, and then he fell sideways on the ground. He took in a lot of air,
If he doesn't vent his anger, Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao will not be able to save him even if they come.
The only enemies in front were the two archers—these two men no longer needed Qingdeng to take action himself.
"Whoaaah!"
"Kill!"
Aoi and the others, who were closely behind Qingteng, passed Qingdeng from the left and right sides like wolves and tigers, and pounced on the two archers like ferocious beasts!
Morale is such a wonderful thing.
The two archers, who together with Yokokura Keinosuke and other companions had made up their mind to "no more escaping, fight the dog officers and soldiers here", a minute ago were high-spirited and looking forward to death.
appearance.
As a result, only one minute later, after witnessing Qingdeng breaking through their arrow blockade, intercepting with spears, and cutting down the number of their companions to a number that could be counted on the palm of a hand, their morale dropped.
His fighting spirit collapsed instantly.
All fighting spirit was lost - the two archers briefly forgot about the fatigue of their lower body, turned around and fled.
But it's obvious: it's too late.
Shirasaki Heijiro—this veteran who thinks very highly of himself, when he witnessed Aonto draw his sword and cut Akabane in half without saying a word, the expression on his face instantly became unprecedentedly complicated. It is difficult to understand what he is doing.
What were everyone thinking after seeing Akabane's tragic death.
Although it was impossible to understand what he was thinking, anyone with a discerning eye could see that his attitude suddenly became particularly obedient and positive.
Not only did he drag an old body and follow Qingdeng unswervingly, but he also acted very actively when the battle to seize the bridge was launched - he was the second person to jump onto the single-plank bridge after Qingdeng.
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With his spear skills that were among the best in the Third Division, Shirasaki Heijiro gave a short shout, thrust his spear straight, and stabbed a certain archer to the core, hitting two holes with one shot!
As for the other person, he was more unlucky. Because he was in a hurry to retreat and escape, he didn't notice a raised stone next to his feet - snap - followed by a loud sound that made all the listeners feel pain in their toes.
, the man screamed and fell face down.
What happened next... doesn’t need to be described in detail.
The light of swords and shadows of guns coming from all directions cut off his sinful life...
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——Successful...
Aomori lowered his head and fixed his vision, which was rising and falling rapidly and shaking violently, on Kinosuke Yokokura, whose breathing was already very weak, at his feet.
Then, Qingdeng looked at the Dingguishen in his hand, and then looked up at the subordinates around him.
They really outran the bandits who were familiar with the mountains in the vast mountains, and captured the leader of the Soma clan: Yokokura Keinosuke. When thinking of this, they felt an unrealistic feeling as if they were floating in the air.
It surged into Qingdeng's heart uncontrollably.
At this time, like a fluttering bird, the black shadow swaying slightly in the corner of Qingdeng's right eye brought Qingdeng back to reality.
Turning around, he saw the sincerity flag that Aoto had thrown into the ground behind Yokokura Keinosuke and others in the battle just now to free up his left hand.
While breathing evenly, Qingdeng raised his knife and walked towards the flag that was planted sideways on the ground, and pulled the flagpole back into his palm.
Then, he slowly turned around and faced his tribe.
The calming ghosts and the light smiles rise simultaneously - the former rises to the sky, the latter rises to Qingdeng's cheeks.
"The Thief Chief...has been acquired by us...by our Third Division!"
The next moment, huge cheers lifted the dull air.
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh--!"
Those who still have the strength to shout should shout louder.
Those who did not have the strength to shout could still wave their fists or weapons in their hands as high as they could.
There is a high-spirited and exciting atmosphere all around!
"..." Shirasaki Heijiro silently looked at everything around him and his colleagues who were immersed in the ecstatic atmosphere.
At first, Shirosaki thought it was an illusion. But gradually, he discovered that he had not admitted it wrong - the spirit of his colleagues was indeed a little more...different than before.
Strictly speaking, the soldiers of the Third Division did not make any significant contributions in this pursuit.
Most of the gangsters, including Keinosuke Yokokura, were killed by Aoto. The only heads taken by the rest were the two archers.
But! The soldiers can always follow the captain closely and accompany the captain to fight to the end - at a time when the power of the Tokugawa family is gradually declining and the generals of the shogunate are generally unable to take on major responsibilities, this in itself is an incredible feat. !
In the future, when rewards are given based on merit, everyone present will definitely have their share.
How long have it been since the soldiers of the Third Division have performed so brilliantly on the battlefield? How long have they not been so proud?
At this time, Shirosaki realized what the extra something in the spirit of his colleagues was.
It's pride.
Feeling extremely excited and proud that he had accomplished such a brilliant feat - Shirasaki couldn't remember the last time he saw such emotion on the faces of his colleagues.
"..." Shirasaki Heijiro, who had taken in everything in front of him, silently closed his eyes and took several deep breaths.
When he opened his eyes again, the emotions contained in Shirasaki's eyes had changed slightly.
There is something extra - as if you have given up something.
At the same time, something was missing - as if I no longer had the obsession to pursue anything.
The next moment, Shirasaki raised the spear in his hand high and joined in the cheers.
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The enemy's head has been the most important evidence for judging military exploits since ancient times.
If Aoto and his team don't take Yokokura Keinosuke's head back, they won't be able to prove to their superiors that they successfully defeated the leader of the Soma clan.
Aoto put the sincerity flag back on the ground, raised the knife and walked towards Yokokura Kinosuke, preparing to take off Yokokura Kinosuke's head himself.
Just when Aoto squatted half-crouched above Yokokura Kinosuke's head, and pointed the Kishin's blade at Yokokura Kinosuke's neck...the next thing was unbelievable, but it really happened to Aoto. Deng, happens in front of everyone.
Seeing the dying Yokokura Keinosuke, his eyes suddenly opened suddenly!
The two cloudy eyes were covered with extremely disgusting red bloodshot eyes, and the white of the eyes could hardly be seen.
To be honest... Qingdeng didn't know whether to call these two things "human eyeballs" - because the series of actions they followed were so terrifying and bizarre.
Gululu... basically only the red and black "eyeballs" are left, which turn upwards with mechanical movements and make a subtle sound of "Gululu".
The "eyeballs" seemed to have a sense of autonomy, looking straight at Qingdeng, making eye contact with Qingdeng.
"?!" Qingdeng's expression was instantly dominated by intense shock, his pupils shrank to the size of pinholes, and an ominous premonition flashed through his mind like lightning.
The next moment, a strong wind bit Qingdeng!
Yokokura Keinosuke, who should no longer have the strength to grasp the knife, suddenly closed the five fingers of his right hand and grasped the handle of the knife! Then he swung the knife up from diagonally downwards and slashed towards Aomori's head!
At this critical moment, the new talent that Qingtou had copied from Kanazawa Chusuke a few days ago: the "super speed" to enhance reflex nerves, suddenly glowed golden!
I saw Qingden quickly gathering the Ding Guishen back to his chest and quickly retreating, using very reluctant movements to avoid the knife.
Although his head was saved, he was not unharmed and his right arm was sliced open.
If there is no "super speed" to help, if Qingdeng's movements are slower than a beat... No! Half a beat! The consequences will be disastrous!
"What's going on?! Hey, how come this damn fat guy came to life again?"
"It doesn't make sense! There's no way you can stand up with such a big gash in your stomach!"
"Tachibana-sama! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine..." Qingden lowered his eyes and looked at the place where he was stabbed - it wasn't deep into the flesh, but the artery was cut and bright red blood was flowing.
Qingdeng tore off a 2-inch-wide strip of cloth from his shirt and used it as a bandage. He used his hands and mouth together to simply bandage the wound.
"Ho...ho...ho...ho..."
Yokokura Keinosuke slowly climbed up while letting out meaningless groans - the movement of his getting up was very strange. He first stepped firmly on the ground with the soles of his two feet, then held his waist with his legs to support his waist, and then
Use a belt to keep your head straight.
The soldiers quickly calmed down their excitement, raised their weapons nervously, and surrounded Kinosuke Yokokura, who suddenly stood up, three levels inside and three outside.
"Ho...ho...kill...ho...come on...kill...kill...come on..."
Intermittent moans and broken words popped out from the lips and teeth of Yokokura Keinosuke one by one. He was like a cat with a stress reaction, his back arched sharply. The movement of holding the knife...
There was basically no posture at all. He just held the knife in his hand by his side and poked the tip of the knife on the ground. He looked around with dull eyes.
It looks so weird...it feels like...it's been parasitized by something...
Soon enough, Kinosuke Yokokura let out an "ouch", dragged his sword and rushed out! He rushed straight ahead!
"Oh...! Go to hell...!"
Yokokura Keinosuke wore his waist with his feet and his arms with his belt. He raised the sword in his hand from bottom to top.
Even though his body has become like a zombie, the blade in Yokokura Keinosuke's palm still shines with the unique sharpness of a swordsman.
The state that Yokokura Keinosuke was in was so weird that every team member present turned pale with shock and their hair stood on end. For a moment, no one knew what to do, neither to advance nor to retreat.
Because the people are not yet enlightened, people in this era are all very superstitious.
From the nobles and warriors to the ordinary people, everyone basically believed in the theory of ghosts and gods.
His stomach was opened with such a big hole, but not only did he not die, but he stood up and fought again... This was beyond the understanding of all the soldiers.
Many team members couldn't help but think: This damn fat man...could he be possessed by some evil spirit?
It just so happens that they are in the deep mountains now.
In the ancient Japanese concept, places such as mountains and seas that are difficult for humans to enter have always been places where gods and demons inhabit.
It makes perfect sense to encounter evil spirits and be possessed by evil spirits in a place like this!
The courage and fighting spirit of the team members instantly collapsed - fighting monsters and monsters... This was too difficult for them!
Seeing Yokokura Keinosuke charging towards him with his sword raised, all the soldiers who happened to be standing in front of him retreated like a leper, like waves breaking.
At this time, someone suddenly shouted:
"Sir, everyone, don't be afraid! This kind of ghost that makes its home in the barren mountains and wild mountains must not be very powerful! Does anyone know how to recite sutras? Recite sutras to him! Use the power of Buddha to drive away evil spirits! Namo Amitabha...! Namo Amitabha...!
There is no Amitabha Buddha...! There is no Amitabha Buddha...!"
After this person reminded him loudly, he clasped his hands, closed his eyes tightly, and repeatedly recited this only Buddhist term he knew.
After hearing the warning, the others all showed expressions like "Yeah! Why didn't I think of that?"
In the blink of an eye, scenes of slightly funny scenes were staged one after another.
People who believe in Buddhism take out the Buddhist beads they carry with them from their arms and belts to pray for blessings and ward off evil spirits, chant the Buddha's name, and chant Buddhist scriptures in an attempt to rely on the power of Buddha to force back the evil spirit that is attached to Yokokura Keinosuke.
The evil spirits in the body.
People who believe in Shintoism take out salt, charms and other things that have the power of purification according to Shintoism's teachings. Sprinkle salt, recite incantations, and recite incantations.
There were also some people who also believed in Shintoism. They picked up a long bow without nocking an arrow. They just pointed the bare bow body at Yokokura Keinosuke and repeatedly pulled and released the string.
This is the "art of the insect", which involves pulling the string of a bow without an arrow and using the sound of the string to drive away evil spirits.
Buddhism, Shintoism, and believers of the two religions each show their magical powers.
Various "spells" and "magic weapons" with numerous names were thrown at Keinosuke Yokokura.
Amidst the chaos... Qingdeng silently bandaged the wound on his right arm.
After tying a beautiful and stable bow on the cloth, Qingdeng handed Dingguishen to his left hand solemnly:
"Get out of the way, I'll kill him!"
Due to the injury to his right arm, Qingdeng could only use his left hand to hold the knife.
For Qingdeng, who is "left-handed", it doesn't matter which hand he uses.
Whether he wields the sword with his left hand or with his right hand, it will not affect his swordsmanship at all.
"Master Tachibana!" Aoi shouted, "Here, this damn fat guy might be possessed by a demon! You, you, you, you'd better not get close to him!"
As soon as Lan Jingyang said this, echoes arose from all over the place.
"A demon..."
Qingdeng muttered, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
A disapproving sneer appeared on his lips.
It's not that Qingdeng doesn't believe in strange powers and chaotic gods - it's just that "curiosity" outweighs "fear"!
"I want to see if my 'Nioh' sword can defeat demons!"
The next moment, Qingdeng strode forward, showing unrivaled momentum!
At the same time, as if sensing a dangerous animal, Yokokura Keinosuke turned around at lightning speed, glared at Ayoto, and then stepped forward!
The two people shot out and rushed towards each other, their bodies intertwined for an instant.
The first round...and also the last round of confrontation between the two sides ended in a flash of lightning.
Aoden's Dingkishin blew up a strong wind and chopped off Yokokura Keinosuke's forehead with a knife.
Yokokura Keinosuke's attack speed seemed to be no slower than Aoto's, but his sword only hit Aoto's shadow.
Anyone who witnessed it could clearly see the huge difference in strength between the two sides in this brief confrontation just now.
Qingdeng's two feet and his left arm grabbing the knife firmly controlled the space.
Compared to Aoto's swift and precise slashes, Yokokura Keinosuke looked like a layman learning swordsmanship on his first day, with clumsy and slow movements.
Not only his stomach, but also his forehead now had a bigger hole than an ordinary person's. Yokokura Keinosuke was lying on his back, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something or shout something.
If Keinosuke Yokokura still has a way to continue fighting with his sword when the Heavenly Spirit Cap is blown away... then Aomori doesn't know what to do.
But fortunately - such a horrifying scene did not appear before Qingdeng's eyes.
After a while, the last bit of life remaining in Yokokura Keinosuke's eyes dissipated.
Then, he weakly bent his knees, and his neck hung weakly on his chest, as if he was staring at the wound on his stomach.
Qingdeng did not approach rashly.
It wasn't until he was convinced that Yokokura Kinosuke's breathing was indeed completely cut off that he let out a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Qingto suddenly saw something slipping from Yokokura Keinosuke's body.
It is a very small porcelain vase.
By chance, the porcelain bottle fell on a rock. With a "click" sound, the porcelain bottle broke into countless pieces, and the contents inside - red and purple pills - were scattered everywhere.
Qingdeng looked down at these pills, his eyebrows instantly furrowed into the character "Chuan".
"This is……?!"
A strong sense of familiarity hit Qingdeng's heart...
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The first year of Wanyan (1860), December 3——
Kai, Inowa Village, early morning——
Anyone who has studied geography in high school knows that because of various factors such as terrain, air pressure, and solar radiation heat energy is more easily absorbed by vegetation and less likely to be released, mountainous areas and mountainous areas are generally much colder than plain areas.
Qingdeng has never lived in a mountainous area, either in his past life or in this life, so he has always only had a theoretical understanding of the coldness of mountainous areas.
It wasn't until recently that Qingdeng truly understood what this section of knowledge in the high school geography book meant...
Qingdeng woke up from the cold and opened his eyes, staring straight at the thatched roof that he was used to seeing. He opened his mouth, and with a "hiss" sound, a cloud of white mist came out from his mouth and nose.
"It's so cold...what's going on..."
Qingdeng threw on some clothes casually, jumped out of bed, and rushed out the door.
The dazzling light made Qingden lower his eyelids and use his long eyelashes to filter the light.
After his eyes slightly adjusted to the light outside the room, Qingdeng slowly opened his eyes - a world of pure white.
"It's snowing... no wonder it's so cold..."
"Ah! Mr. Tachibana!"
A pleasant female voice sounded beside her - Kanazawa Qin, dressed in men's clothing, holding a cotton coat and running towards Qingden happily.
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All the martial arts-related videos on site B, including the barrage and comment sections, are really messy! There are so many "sword masters" on site B! The one on the left says that the sword is not straight, and the one on the right says, "It's better to practice swordsmanship in the park near my home."
"Old man", I was really convinced.
This chapter has been completed!