Imagawa Yoshitsune used Ushiwakamaru as a template, and reproduced the superficial flexibility she saw in Rome. Except for the initial sneak attack, which caught her a bit off guard, she immediately adjusted her fighting methods.
Ushiwakamaru's height is 168cm, but she looks petite. This is entirely because of her speed and flexibility, which misleads people.
The figure advanced and retreated freely, shuttled between giant axes and sharp blades. Ushiwakamaru's figure was like a flexible fish, and the shining katana in his hand under the night sky was like sharp scales.
If you are not as strong as others, then use speed, skill and experience to win.
In this regard, Imagawa Yoshitsune prides herself on not losing to others. After all, she is a genius.
Everything will be like playing, just be happy and solve it!
Just like the previous Genpei war, she didn't understand it at all. It was a war. She just followed her brother's order and went to the Heping clan to play a death game.
Perhaps it is because she is a genius. She is born with a lack of a human emotion: fear. She will not be afraid of killing, nor will she be afraid of the dead. Even in a chaotic battlefield, there will be no trace of fear.
Hao was worried, thinking that he would definitely win a great victory and escape unscathed. His calmness was similar to that of a mental illness.
On the other side, the combination of Sakata Kintoki and Mordred is... rubbish. Completely rubbish. These two people don't cooperate at all...
One is a berserker who talks about golden and has handsomeness as his first goal, while the other is a mad swordsman who goes on a rampage and completely ignores other people's swords...the mad swordsman. These two people cannot play well together.
However, the moves were so powerful that the two sides attacked simultaneously, leaving Imakawa Yoshitsune with no room to attack for a while. He could only use his flexible jumping to stay between the two of them.
The battle situation is stalemate. If there is no external intervention, it will probably take a long time to decide the winner.
At this moment...
Bang!
The sound of matchlocks.
Because creatures like nobu can also use matchlocks, this sound is not abrupt.
However, for the heroic spirit Ushiwakamaru, the murderous intention contained in this voice was still too obvious. He smelled a strange murderous intention in his nose. Imagawa Yoshitsune dodged and the bullet shattered the ground under her feet, missing completely!
In mid-air, her foot stepped on the battle ax that Sakata Kintoki had chopped down. She used this as a springboard to avoid Mordred's sword from behind!
Flexible movement! Just like a bird soaring on the battlefield!
Spreading its wings and flying low, it passed Mordred's figure...
However... at the moment when the two figures met, between the shadows dragged by the swaying firelight, a hand suddenly stretched out!
Red, thin and long! It looks like the claws of Satan in hell!
The red bamboo pole-like hand quickly reached out, and at the moment the two people's shadows overlapped, it struck Imagawa Yoshitsune in the chest.
She reacted extremely quickly, turning the katana around and intercepting it laterally. However, the selling point of the katana is its sharp blade. It doesn't matter if it is a steel weapon. This kind of mortal arm actually endured the pain of being cut open by the samurai sword.
, tried hard and stretched out his finger.
The attack was blocked by the katana, and although his fingers pressed on Ushiwakamaru's heart, there was no attack power at all.
Imagawa Yoshitsune nimbly turned around and landed on the ground. He looked at his chest in confusion and saw that there was nothing strange. Then he picked up his katana and slashed at Mordred's back.
Before Mordred could turn around, Kintoki threw the ax like a boomerang. The golden battle ax turned into a golden plate, crushing the vegetation along the way, and forced Imakawa Yoshitsune, forcing her to
Had to retreat.
"I need you to help me!"
Mordred raised an eyebrow in dissatisfaction - of course, Kintoki didn't see this action at all because he was wearing a helmet.
"Ah, no need to say thanks, Iron Knight."
"No one wanted to thank you!"
The two people quarreled.
Just as Imagawa Yoshitsune was about to take advantage of this opportunity to strike, he suddenly saw something standing up in the shadow behind Mordred.
From the shadow, some kind of dark creature stood up. It was completely black, covered in black robes, with a bleak skull mask on its face. One of its hands was a red and slender [claw], and in the red claw, it was holding a
A gray, beating heart-like thing.
"Delusional heart sounds! (zabaniya!)"
The black shadow muttered something, and at the same time, he crushed the heart in his hand.
Almost at the same time, Imagawa Yoshitsune felt a pain in his heart, and his heart was twitching violently. This pain was reflected on his body, and a large amount of liquid gushed out of his throat. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of congestion. He wanted to say something, but the bleeding could not be stopped.
Cough it out...
This is the Noble Phantasm of Hassan the Curse Arm.
It is a kind of existence similar to a spell.
At the moment when it comes into contact with the opponent's heart, he uses the ether block to create a disguised heart in his own hand. Through the power of the spell, he completes the special curse of [crushing the fake and breaking the original heart at the same time].
Hit by this blow, Imagawa Yoshitsune's body has lost the most important magic core [heart] as a servant.
Just like a barrel with a completely damaged bottom, no matter how much water was originally contained in it, it will quickly escape.
The magic power passed quickly, and golden particles symbolizing the return of the heroic spirit filled her side.
As if he regarded the golden light as fireflies, Imagawa Yoshitsune waved his hands to try to catch them. However, when he reached out, he discovered that his wrists had also begun to turn into golden particles.
"Xue Zhai... I really regret it... If I had known this would happen - even if I had to force you to dance at the banquet... What a pity..."
He didn't reflect on his own problems until the end, which was a very Ushiwakamaru-style farewell speech.
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"Stop it..."
Yagi Yusei stretched out his hand to stop Artoria Matsudaira, who was chasing him closely behind her.
"Huh? What's wrong, teacher! Is there an ambush!"
"No...there is no need to call back for help."
Yagi Xuesai felt it.
The feeling that had been restraining me before disappeared.
In the Warring States Period, there was no theory of burial, at least not the principle that when a monarch dies, his ministers must accompany him to death. Because of the coercive power of the Holy Grail, Yagi Yusei had to obey the orders of Imagawa Yoshitsune. This feeling was just like that of Imagawa Yoshitsune.
It's like using a command spell on myself.
So, now this connection is gone. Either someone has destroyed the master-slave relationship between the two, or Imagawa Yoshitsune is dead and he is free.
Who wants to commit suicide when they are free?
Of course Yagi doesn't want to die in vain.
"Huh? Could it be that..."
"Yes, the head of the Imagawa family has..."
"Ahhhhh!"
Matsudaira Artoria covered her face with her hands in grief.
If it were really Takechiyo Matsudaira, he probably wouldn't be so sad. After all, as a hostage, he didn't have any special affection for the Imagawa family. However, Artoria, who had just embarked on her journey, probably couldn't accept that she was considered the master.
People, just died in vain...
"Listen to me, the head of the family is dead. Now, our mission is not to commit suicide, but to preserve our strength and look for opportunities to win."
Yagi Sekssai put his hands on Matsudaira Artoria's shoulders and whispered in her ear.