Even with Kazuyo Sorayama's hardened heart, he would inevitably feel sympathy after hearing the miserable situation of these farmers. However, he would never rush into it without fully understanding the value of this era, or the force of this movie.
action.
In fact, with his strength, he can kill dozens of people one on one, but the battlefield is different from the dojo. No one will give him a chance to kill alone. If he is assisted by long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, hidden weapons, and muskets, losing his life will be nothing more.
Between breaths.
Otherwise, among the many swordsmen and sword masters in Japan's Warring States Period, which one could change the outcome of a battle? Even the powerful shogun Ashikaga Yoshimitsu was stabbed to death by dozens of Ashigaru spears.
Following the group of farmers from a distance, he walked into his father's watermill house. Kazuyo Sorayama was leaning against the door with his sword in his arms. There was already a commotion inside. "The bandits won't negotiate with you, they will steal everything!"
It's Li Ji's voice.
"Sigh... Even if they leave some food this time, they will come again after eating..." Mosuke said. "There is no chance of winning in the first place. What if we lose..." Yohei muttered in shock. "The food has been destroyed."
Robbery is a dead end!" Li Ji shouted.
The old man, who had been silent with his eyes closed, pursed his toothless mouth, suddenly opened his eyes, and said fiercely and decisively like an eagle: "Fight! Kill the bandits!" Everyone was shocked, and Wan Zao cautiously said: "We farmers
How can we fight?" Dad said firmly with a deadpan expression: "Hire warriors!"
The farmers looked around in panic. Many farmers who saw the empty mountain leaning against the door seemed to have a light of hope in their eyes, and then quickly lowered their heads and did not dare to wait and see anymore.
"How can farmers hire samurai?!" Wan Zao yelled. "I have seen with my own eyes that the village where you were born was burned down. On the way to escape here, I saw that the village that hired samurai escaped from the disaster."
"There are also rich and poor in the village. How can we take care of the warriors when they eat porridge and grains?" Hearing this, Liji immediately stood up and shouted to Wan Zao: "We can eat tares and make rice!" "Humph, we only pay for meals.
Which samurai would risk his life for the peasants? Samurai are very proud!"
Dad said slowly: "Listen, look for hungry warriors. When you get hungry, bears will come down the mountain!"
Hearing this, Kazuyo Sorayama straightened up and squeezed through the crowd, sitting down facing his father. His hoarse voice seemed to have a reassuring power: "Thank you for taking care of me for many days, since you don't accept my money, then I will give you a little
Put in more effort. I'll go with you to find the warriors."
All the farmers bowed down and kowtowed. The father raised his head and said, "Please, samurai-sama." Kazuyo Sorayama nodded slightly: "Whether you can find them or not, I will help you kill the bandits. If you can't resist, you will be slaughtered."
Village, I, Sora Ichiyo, hereby promise that one day I will kill all these bandits to avenge you." Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Sorayama Kazuyo did want to help these miserable farmers, but he did not go to the point of sacrificing himself for it. Once the war went against him, he would never fight to the end, but would break out of the encirclement as soon as possible and kill the bandits to take revenge.
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Moreover, during the process of helping farmers find samurai, he could also watch silently and intuitively understand the level of combat power in this era, and even compete with samurai to hone their sword skills.
Murakuchi, Rikichi, Yohei, Manzao, and Shigesuke packed their bags full of rice for recruiting samurai and prepared to enter the city. The father said tremblingly on crutches: "Remember, everything will be done this time
The decision is made by the samurai-sama. If anything happens, I must report it to you first."
The corners of Kazuyo Sorayama's lips curled up, and he shook his head without saying anything. Liji couldn't help but asked: "Master Samurai, why do you want to help us? We farmers have nothing, and you don't owe us anything." Dad shouted: "Liji! Don't be rude.
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Ichiyo Sora looked at the white clouds on the horizon, and said with a low chuckle: "Who knows, maybe it's my whim, maybe this is... destiny..."