"Quick, quick, quick! Leave some people to search the house, and the others will rush up the mountain with me!"
"Don't move! I will chop to death whoever dares to stand up... Huh? Hey hey hey, you actually have a daughter! Ha!"
"I kill you"
Under the majestic Hirata Castle wall, there is a chaotic scene of fire and blood.
There are dead people, broken arrows, flames everywhere, there are screams, roars, and laughter everywhere, and the fear of some becomes the food of joy for others.
Some people run for their lives, while others take risks.
Some people roared and raised their knives to fight against the enemy, some cowered and hid in the house, and some people took advantage of the crisis to dress up as bandits and break into treasure hunts in treasure places that they would never step foot into on a daily basis.
People were hacked to death, and there was another fight over it.
It only takes a moment for the crowd to fall from order to chaos when the city gate opens.
In the chaotic crowd, a girl ran quickly along the path up the mountain with her bare feet, protected by an old lady, looking back from time to time.
The mansion at the foot of the mountain has been burned down. From a high point, you can see fire everywhere.
The old man in dark red clothes had a sad look on his face, holding a kitchen knife with a wooden handle in his hand and gritting his teeth.
The bamboo forest on the side of the path makes a pleasant rustling sound when the breeze blows.
Yuzi was dragged by the old lady, her eyes trembling slightly.
"Mrs. Wanzi...can we really escape?"
"It's okay...it's okay...as long as I run to the mansion on the mountain, the guards there are tighter and I will never lose it!"
The old man known as Mrs. Wanzi gritted her teeth and thought of the sea of fire at the foot of the mountain, but her heart was filled with despair.
Can't keep it.
Can't hold it!
However, with the Hirata family's tight defense, even if Genichiro-sama recruits some young people as soldiers, they should not be so vulnerable... They are obviously just a bunch of vulnerable bandits, how could it become like this?
?
"Hey! Come here! There are footsteps here!"
Suddenly a rough shout came from the bamboo forest, and the old lady immediately hugged the young Yuzi and hid behind a big rock.
Three or four torches gradually gathered, extremely conspicuous in the dark night.
"Where is the person?"
"Hey, are you lying to us?"
"How could it be? I just heard footsteps and breathing."
Miko, who was dressed in white, suddenly reached out and covered her mouth, letting the heavy breathing quietly disappear.
The firelight suddenly stopped at a place on the path, and the sound of discussion gradually disappeared.
Yuzi poked her head around to take a look, but was held down by the old lady hiding behind the stone, signaling her with her eyes not to act rashly.
"Aha! The little mouse turned out to be hiding here..."
A big head full of rotten teeth suddenly emerged from the bamboo forest, in the opposite direction to the torch.
Make noise in the east and attack in the west.
Yuzi's eyes widened suddenly, and Mrs. Wanzi gritted her teeth with the kitchen knife in hand and was about to rush forward.
However, before he could finish his words, a chilling sword light suddenly bloomed.
The happy expression on the bandit's face didn't even have time to change, but it froze on his face, his hands were tightly covering his throat, and blood was pouring from his trachea.
A man with a Tsukiyo haircut pressed his knife with an indifferent expression and stepped out of the bamboo forest.
"Inosuke!"
Mrs. Wanzi cried out happily and looked at the visitor with surprise.
This is his son! The guard of the Hirata family's inner courtyard.
The three bandits from before had already taken advantage of the darkness to surround them. They all faced each other with swords drawn and their expressions were solemn.
"Does a mere bandit dare to draw a sword in front of me?"
The man held the knife motionless, his expression cold, but his eyes were carefully observing the people under the moonlight.
He has a stout body, thick calluses on his hands, steady steps, and a low center of gravity.
Everyone is a good hand with a knife.
Such a young and strong person is a good protector of the family and courtyard in any village. Even if he commits some crimes, he will not be expelled easily. How could he be reduced to a bandit?
Now, four of them appeared randomly.
In addition, the tall walls of the Hirata family fell easily.
Inosuke was almost certain that there was a mole in the Hirata mansion.
He is also a mole with a very high status.
"Hmph! The nameless thief ahead, tell me your name!"
Inosuke pressed the knife and shouted coldly.
The bandit opposite said proudly: "I am..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw Inosuke leaping forward with a vigorous leap, straight across a distance of three to four meters, and the sword he raised high fell vertically in the shape of a New Year greeting, and the light of the sword almost formed a straight line in the air.
line.
Happy New Year Sword Technique!
Stab
A large hole was torn open in the body from the shoulders to the abdomen, and blood spurted out.
The other two bandits were not afraid at all. They took advantage of the moment their companions were cut off and immediately surrounded them. Their cooperation was so tacit that they even resembled a military formation.
Dang Dang.
Inosuke swung his sword and slashed horizontally. The blades collided and flickered with fire in the night sky, illuminating the equally ferocious faces of several people in the dark night.
The blade of the blade slanted and moved horizontally. Inosuke did not retreat at all because of the opponent's number. Instead, he rushed forward and knocked one of them away with his body. He swung his steps, staggered his body to avoid the straight sword, and tightened his left hand tightly.
Holding the end of the handle, the right hand was slightly raised and lunged along the diagonal angle of the enemy's sword. The blade suddenly passed through the gap between the bandit's arms with the help of visual overlap, and pierced the opponent's throat in an instant.
Looking from the side, it was as if Inosuke had run into his arms and embraced him.
The bodies were in the wrong shape, and blood was splattered behind him.
"Drink"
When the last bandit saw Inosuke's momentary pause, he immediately thought that he had seized the opportunity. He turned the knife and stabbed diagonally from bottom to top. It was about to pierce his chest.
But he saw that Inosuke didn't even look back, and stepped on the tip of the opponent's knife with his left foot. At the moment when the bandit was pinned down and stunned with the knife, the knife fell horizontally.
Poof
The head fell to the ground, and blood exploded from his neck like a fountain, splashing all over his head and face.
It wasn't until all three of them were dead that Inosuke wiped the blood from his face and sheathed the sword.
It is samurai etiquette to tell each other's names before a life-or-death battle.
However, Inosuke Hirata has a heavy responsibility and may find it difficult to behave politely.
Eat my poisonous darts of justice!
"Inosuke..."
Miko, who was wearing a white yukata, suddenly showed her head from behind the stone. She looked at the corpse in front of her with disgust, then raised her head and asked the guard named Inosuke:
"How was the Hirata family compromised? Where are my father and mother? Where are Wei Mingzhong?"
The face of Miko, who was only nine years old, was full of hope.
Having never experienced anything in the world, she encountered such a storm for the first time. Naturally, the first thing she thought of was her parents. What she wanted to hear the most was naturally the news that her parents were safe and sound.
Inosuke could only lower his head and shake his head.
he does not know.
He himself was chased by bandits in batches and fled here.
Although he is just an internal guard, in the Hirata Residence, even a guard needs to pass numerous tests. It can be seen from the fact that he can quickly kill four battle-hardened bandits alone. The guards of the Hirata family
Not a weakling.
Even if some of them were recruited by Genichiro-sama, many people stayed behind in the family.
But why...is the Hirata family so ruined?
And it's still so overwhelming.
"Young Master...I don't know."
When Yuzi heard the answer, although she had expected it, she was still inevitably disappointed.
The little head is bowed deeply.
"And... where's the wolf? Where's my ninja?"
Miko seemed to suddenly remember something and asked Inosuke.
Hearing this, Inosuke couldn't help but clenched his fists and tightened his face to avoid showing anger.
As a ninja, he did not appear at his master's side in such a dangerous moment. This is simply an insult to the word ninja!
However, as a servant, there are certain things that he should not say.
Inosuke could only change the subject stiffly:
"Young master, let's go to the mansion on the mountain quickly to avoid the bandits... The mountain is well-defended and we will be able to stop those bandits!"
After hearing this, Yuzi could only nod silently and did not continue to ask.
Some things are better not heard than heard.
However, how could the Hirata family, which was protected by more than a hundred guards, more than a dozen Wei Mingzong, and strong men such as Butterfly and Xiao, be breached?
Jiulang couldn't understand, and her precocious mind made her afraid to think deeply.