On the way into the city, the four of them followed the middle-aged samurai at a distance. Wan Zao said to Liji: "That samurai is not bad. Let's talk to him before he enters the city." Liji took a few steps forward full of hope, and just thought
After catching up with the samurai in front, he was pushed away by a big hand. The man with the Nodachi on his shoulder screamed strangely and caught up with him, looking at the middle-aged samurai.
The middle-aged samurai asked directly: "What's the matter?" The man touched his hair in embarrassment and smiled awkwardly, as if he didn't understand why he wanted to catch up.
When he was at a loss, the young samurai who had been watching with the farmers by the barn rushed to the middle-aged samurai, knelt down on the ground without hesitation, raised his head and said excitedly: "My name is Okamoto Katsushiro, please.
Accept me as your disciple! Please!”
The middle-aged samurai touched his bald head, looked at the young Katsushiro and said, "Apprentice? My name is Shimada Kanbei. I am a ronin and I don't accept apprentices. You stand up first." Katsushiro kowtowed eagerly after hearing this.
Said: "Ah! Please accept me as your apprentice." Kanbei glanced helplessly at the man next to him who was carrying the Nodachi and walking around Katsushiro. He lowered his head and said to Katsushiro: "Stand up, I have something to say.
Talk as we walk." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Katsushiro quickly stood up and followed. When the man saw this, he turned around in circles a few times irritably and followed. The four farmers were speechless and had no choice but to continue to follow Kanbei and the others towards the city.
In the city, Katsushiro still persisted in begging Kanbei to accept him as his disciple. Kanbei smiled helplessly and said: "There is really nothing I can do about you, you overestimate me." Katsushiro wanted to argue: "No, sir...
..." Before Katsushiro could finish speaking, Kanbei Shimada interrupted him and said: "Listen, there's nothing special about me. I've just fought a lot of battles, but all of them were defeated. There are no unlucky guys like me.
benefit."
Katsushiro stopped in front of Kanbei and said firmly: "I have decided, even if you don't agree, I will follow!" Kanbei looked at him seriously: "I refuse." Seeing the young samurai lower his head in disappointment,
Kanbei lowered his tone and sighed, "I'm not qualified to accept a disciple." After saying that, he walked around Katsushiro, who was bowing his head in mourning.
Liji finally saw the opportunity and was about to run over to request, but it was that hateful man again who violently pushed him away with the same gesture, and excitedly rushed to Kanbei with his Nodachi. Kanbei asked: "
What do you want?" The man still didn't know what he was thinking. He just looked around the samurai casually. Kanbei asked in a bad tone: "What do you want?"
Seeing this, Katsushiro ran over to the man with his sword in hand and shouted: "Don't be rude!" The man glanced at the young samurai and said contemptuously: "You kid, don't interrupt." Katsushiro gritted his teeth, straightened his body, and raised his left thumb
Pushing the knife to the waist, he was ready to draw the knife and teach the impolite man a lesson.
Kanbei took half a step forward and blocked Katsushiro's path. He looked at the man carefully and said calmly: "Are you a samurai?" Upon hearing this, the man immediately lifted the Ohno Dachi on his shoulder to the ground and said angrily.
"Of course!" Kanbei remained calm and motionless, smiling: "Really?"
After saying that, he ignored the man and left Katsushiro, who was on alert. Kanbei seemed to feel that with Katsushiro's youth and arrogance, if he stayed where he was, a conflict would be unavoidable.
He drew his sword and faced each other. Although the man opposite him had no samurai temperament, looking at his tall and rough figure and long nodachi, the young Katsushiro was definitely no match.
In order to avoid this meaningless conflict, Kanbei resolutely pulled up Katsushiro who kept looking back. Regardless of how the man provoked behind his back, he said to Katsushiro: "Don't pay attention to him." Until this time, several farmers finally
Finally finding an opportunity, Liji rushed to Kanbei and knelt down without hesitation, and begged: "I have something to ask of you, samurai-sama!"
The two samurai were invited to a simple self-drinking hotel, and Yohei was cooking rice outside the house with a look of joy on his face. When the two porters saw this situation, they said with expressions of hatred on their faces: "You idiot, why don't you stop."
After opening the lid and watching the rice in the pot begin to emit the unique sweetness of rice, Porter A whispered: "What stubborn old fools they are, they will just eat and run away like the ronin last time." Jian Yuping smiled sarcastically, but
Still continuing to add firewood to cook, the two porters walked into the hotel angrily.
The cooked rice was served respectfully to Kanbei and Katsushiro. After the two of them finished eating, Rikichi told the situation in the village one by one and begged the samurai to help their miserable farmers.
Kanbei was silent for a moment, then stood up and inserted the long knife into his waist. He sighed and said, "It can't be done." Katsushiro quickly stood up and said, "Master, we should use bamboo as spears to arm them." Kanbei looked at it.
He glanced at the young samurai, touched his bald head, shook his head and said: "I have already considered it." "But... master..." Kanbei turned around, looked at Katsushiro seriously, and said slowly: "Fight."
It's not a joke! The swords are attached and the arrows are flying, it will kill people!" He paced with his hands behind his back and thought: "Besides, the other party has forty bandits on horseback, and two or three warriors can't resist it."
Looking at the four farmers who were sobbing silently, Kan Bingwei couldn't help but sigh, turned his back and said, "Well, defending is harder than attacking." After saying that, he couldn't help but turn around and asked: "Is there a mountain behind the village?
?Can the horses cross the mountain?" After Liji heard this, he immediately raised his head in surprise and replied: "Hi!" Kanbingwei put his hands behind his back and calculated as he walked: "There is a field in front of you. Before the water is released into the field, the horses can go from any direction.
Come on. Well... we need four people to defend on all sides and two as backup. Even including me, we need at least seven people."
Li Ji happily whispered to Wan Zao, "We can afford seven people." Wan Zao muttered, "Dad said we would only invite four." "Just three more," Li Ji said eagerly.
Kanbei heard this and immediately said to them: "Wait a minute, I haven't agreed yet, I'm just talking. It's not easy to find so many samurai, and the reward is only for three meals, unless there are nosy samurai. In addition,
I'm tired of fighting too, I'm getting older." After saying that, he ignored the farmer, picked up the baggage on the floor and prepared to go out.
Li Ji clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and choked, not wanting to let himself cry out, but he couldn't help it. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably with the breath coming from nowhere in his chest. This was a kind of despair emanating from the soul!
Kanbei and Katsushiro stopped going out and looked at the miserable farmers in silence, as if they couldn't bear it. However, Kanbei, who had experienced many more miserable situations than this, still did not change his decision.
The three porters watching the excitement laughed. The first porter angrily held a wine bottle and gritted his teeth and said to the farmer: "Ah...ah! Fortunately, I was not born a farmer. It would be better to be a dog! Damn it!" It seems that he is still angry!
, ran to the farmer’s ear and shouted: “Hurry up and die!”
Katsushiro couldn't help but yelled: "Shut up, you bastard!" The porter A picked up the wine bowl and said, "What's wrong? I'm just presenting the facts!" "What facts? Don't you understand their pain?" The three porters drank.
Jiu laughed and laughed: "It's ridiculous, you warriors are inconsiderate!" "Nani?!" "Otherwise, why don't you help the farmers? Really..."
Katsushiro was so angry that he gritted his teeth and picked up his katana, holding the handle of the sword with his right hand, and ran to the floor. Seeing this, the porter A shouted: "We want a fight?!" The three porters stood up and confronted the aggressive Katsushiro.
Kanbei stopped him in the middle and said, "Both stop it." Seeing that both sides ignored him, Kanbei looked at both sides fiercely and shouted, "Stop it!"
The porter A groaned angrily and walked to the side, picked up a bowl of rice, and stretched it out in front of Kanbei: "Hey, samurai, look at this, it's for you to eat. Do you know what these fools eat? It's tares! They eat tares.
But they asked you to eat white rice, and they gave you everything they could! It's really abominable..."
Kanbei looked at the steaming rice in the porter's hand and said, "Okay, stop talking." He reached out and took the rice, raised it to his eyes, and said firmly to the cowering farmer by the wall, "I don't know how.