The warriors carrying the big banner shouted loudly, and the military formations collided together like tides of different colors.
Just as the warrior shouted and waved his banner, a hidden arrow suddenly shot from the side and pierced his neck. The flag with the word "reed" printed on it suddenly fell over, and was caught by several ashigaru and stood up again. It was in the direction of the hidden arrow that had just been shot.
Drowned by a flood of arrows.
It is difficult for an individual's strength to be reflected in a military formation. What determines the outcome of an army is often discipline, morale and determination.
With the enemy in front of them and Ashina behind them, the soldiers who had been born and raised here had no choice at all. They rushed towards them one by one with red eyes and roars, just like the enemies in front who were fully armored.
People were rubbing shoulders with each other in the chaotic crowd, and at the same time, several knives were slashing at the armored red soldiers.
However, the desperate efforts of Ashina's soldiers did not make the enemy retreat at all. The elite Chibei who came from the inner palace not only have superb sword skills, but also have first-class physical fitness. They weigh thirty or forty pounds of bamboo armor.
He was as light as nothing.
The red soldiers, who were also rubbing shoulders and crowding each other, were able to knock down Ashina's soldiers with their hard armor alone.
One by one, Ashina soldiers suffocated to death in the crowds and stampedes, but they clung to the toes of the Akabi soldiers until they died, trying to delay them with their lives.
But on the battlefield, how can anything be achieved if you are willing to do so?
The Ashina soldiers who were trampled under their feet could not stop them even until they died. The Akabi soldiers, who were strong and skilled in swordsmanship, were even more at home in such a crowded battlefield, wearing heavy armor and no one else.
It can be blocked, but a pair of long swords is invincible. With the two swords swung, how can an ordinary soldier defeat the enemy?
Even as a ninja, the wolf who has gone through countless arduous trainings can hardly defeat Chibei in a one-on-one game. Players even gave this group of red monsters from the inner palace the name of 'Sword Masters per capita'.
The inner army's formation is incomparably powerful.
Wherever Chibei's blade struck, Ashina's army was filled with blood, bones and flesh. Without even a cup of tea, Ashina's soldiers who were stationed at the front line of the bamboo forest were broken through and slaughtered.
Masataka, the Oni Court Criminal Division, was sitting on a tall horse, behind the battle line, wearing heavy armor and a steel helmet, and just quietly watched the soldiers on the front line being killed amidst howls of misery.
Compassion does not control armies, and righteousness does not control wealth.
The role of cannon fodder is to delay the tactics. Facing such a powerful enemy as the Inner Palace, Ashina is making constant sacrifices in order to survive.
Masataka, the Oni Court Criminal Division, had seen scenes like today's countless times in dozens of battles against the inner palace.
As time passed, the soldiers at the front finally collapsed, and more than 40% of the casualties caused them to flee backwards like crazy.
Masataka, Oni's criminal department, looked at the sky and did not send a law enforcement team to stop them. Instead, he arranged a small team composed of ashigaru and generals in the center of the fleeing front to kill all the deserters who fled here and might attack the military formation.
Seeing the movement here, the deserters will naturally disperse to both sides.
Masataka from the Ghost Court's Punishment Department looked forward and frowned.
The Red Army formation was still in order. Even when faced with enemies who had begun to flee, they did not lower their vigilance and pursue them. Instead, they still ran slowly according to the sharp arrow formation. The formation was not chaotic at all, and they did not panic even if they were in a dense bamboo forest.
Busy, the queues cut bamboos one by one and move forward.
I have to say that in terms of military strength, I don't know how much higher the Imperial Guard is than Ashina.
But the weak cannot resist just because they are weak.
Masataka, the Oni Court Criminal Division, looked into the distance with the help of a telescope enshrined by Mao Ren of the Overseas Trade. When he saw that the Red Army Formation was about to reach the edge of the bamboo forest, he suddenly raised his hand.
Behind them, more than a hundred horn bows were raised scatteredly, and everyone's arrows were lit with fire.
"put!"
‘Swish swish’
Following Masataka's order from the Oni Court Criminal Division, the archers behind him fired their bows at the same time, and the fire arrows streaked across the sky like meteors and sparsely smashed into the bamboo forest.
Captain Chibei saw this scene from a distance, his face remained calm, and he stretched out his hand to order the soldiers to retreat into the bamboo forest.
The moisture in the bamboo forest makes it impossible for ordinary fire arrows to ignite. On the contrary, the bamboo armor on their bodies is more likely to be pierced by the arrows.
Masataka, the Oni Court Criminal Division, saw this scene in the telescope with a slight smile on his face.
'call'
The fire arrows fell to the ground, and the sparks that were supposed to have no effect fell to the ground. The Red Army didn't pay much attention to it at first, and most of the fire arrows were extinguished as usual.
But for some unknown reason, several places where the fire arrows fell suddenly burst into flames. The flames burned fiercely and spread out for more than ten meters in an instant.
In the bamboo forest, there were scattered corpses of several scouts, each corpse burning like firewood.
Captain Chibei seemed to notice something, his eyes widened, and he waved his hand to order the soldiers to retreat into the depths of the bamboo forest, but there was a fire behind him.
Deep in the bamboo forest, Oniwa Kenjiro collapsed on the ground, his arms and legs were missing, and a heavily armored and red corpse lay beside him.
The side of the helmet was chewed open with his teeth, and the knife was stabbed into his neck.
Chi Bei had a look of reluctance until he died.
Oneiba Kenjiro's face was covered with blood, and his only remaining arm was holding on to the burning torch.
The fourteenth and last oil tank hidden in the ground fell to the ground and shattered, and the flames burned as the oil spread.
Kenjiro Oniba, whose arms and trousers were stuffed with hay, looked calm and stretched his oil-soaked arm into the fire. The flames climbing up with the oil stains met the blood-stained hay and immediately started to burn vigorously.
Looking outside the bamboo forest, the voice of the man entangled in the fire was dry,
"Master Masako..."
"I can't accompany you any longer..."
Outside the bamboo forest, Captain Chibei, who had made a mistake in command, looked resolute and took the lead, drawing his sword and moving forward to clear the way.
"Follow me."
The red beers followed the captain forward in silence.
The footsteps stepped through the flames, leaving solid marks on the ground of hot and dry leaves.
An army formation with more than a hundred people is like a thousand troops.
When the momentum is established, it is invincible.
Outside the bamboo forest, Masako from the Ghost Court's Punishment Department silently looked at the fire that suddenly ignited deep in the bamboo forest, his face expressionless, but he didn't know what to think in his heart.
Raising their hands, the samurai ashigaru and the generals stepped forward together and rushed towards the bamboo forest according to their original plan.
There was also an almost crazy sound of killing in the bamboo forest. The red soldiers with bamboo armor and fire were like the devils of hell, unstoppable.
Captain Chibei, who was always at the forefront of the battle, was covered in fire, and the inside of his armor was burned to the point of being inhuman shape, but he still charged at the forefront as usual.
Then, he was drowned in the sea of people.
The moment the two armies met, the earth seemed to be shaking, and the ears were filled with shouts and hisses.
War is madness.
Victory means killing.
Everyone is risking everything and fighting desperately, breaking the boat.
Standing on the cliff, a decayed monk in yellow robes looked calm and put his hands together.
Looking at the soldiers fighting each other in the open field below, their expressions were twisted and calm, and they slowly walked towards the cliff, step after step, and finally stepped into the air and fell vertically.
"Ami..."
"...Buddha."
dry body,
in mid-air,
A fire was lit.
With the last call of the Buddha in this life, the ninja who was once known as the Flying Monkey is now the Buddha sculptor.