"Have you heard?" Kazuyo Sorayama asked calmly without opening his eyes, but this calmness was just a depressing illusion. In Katsura Kogoro's view, the teacher's current state was like lava under a thin layer of ice, which could drop at any time.
It's possible to explode and burn everything.
He carefully replied: "Yes, teacher, Miss Chiba..." "She is my wife now." "Uh... I'm sorry, teacher, Mrs. Sanai has not come out since she was captured into Ii's house. I can
Definitely, it must still be locked up inside now."
"Sanai-san was arrested because she was trying to save me. Master, please rescue her!" Kenshin looked sad, and the tears in his eyes had not gone away since he woke up.
They boldly continued back to the dormitory room, and when Kiriko recounted the incident in detail while healing her wounds, Hiko already understood that without the drag of Kenshin, the two women's martial arts would definitely be able to escape easily, which made him quite ashamed.
He slapped Jian Xin on the head: "Men can't cry, let alone swordsmen, and men who are swordsmen can't do it even more. Crying is the vent of the weak, while the strong will hide their sorrow in their hearts and use their swords to inspire them.
Not tears!" After Hiko scolded Kenshin, he turned to look at his friend and said: "Without further delay, the longer it is delayed, the worse it will be for our side. Now you and Qichen will rescue you. If everything goes well, we can leave Edo in the middle of the night!"
"Teacher, Hiko-dono, please don't be impulsive! The Choshu clan's residence in Edo is right next to Ii's house. I quietly contacted my former friends. They said that the shogunate sent hundreds of elite bannermen to control the area from Sakurada Gate to Ii.
The street near my home is surrounded by water. It is not as narrow as a prison, and it is easy to set up a formation. I am afraid that there is little chance of winning against the enemy head on. The old thief Jing Yi has already made a plan. When the teacher goes to die, he must come up with a complete plan.
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Hearing the news, Higu, who had always been fearless, couldn't help but tighten his expression. It was too difficult to fight hundreds of elites head-on! The opponent would not attack in a chaotic manner like a ronin bandit, but would be wearing a uniform.
, formed a formation with spears in hand, it was a real forest of steel. How many people could two civilian swordsmen kill, even if their swordsmanship was superb? Even if they broke out of the siege and entered the Jingyi mansion, there would still be at least a hundred people guarding them, and by then they would be riddled with scars.
Being surrounded and killed is the only outcome for the two of them! If you want to successfully rescue them, you must first break the formation of the elite shogunate!
Kazuyo Sorayama, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke slowly: "Kogoro, can you get a musket? The kind used by the Americans or the Dutch."
"This..." Katsura Kogoro said with some embarrassment: "Teacher, if we are in Choshu Domain, I can send it to you right away, but only the senior officials of the shogunate in Edo have such advanced things, even those who smuggle them
There are only some old-fashioned iron cannons in the large arms store... Just give me a day!" Katsura Kogoro made up his mind to find one no matter how difficult it is!
Hiko Seijuro looked at Sorayama Kazuha in surprise: "Why do you need a musket? Do you know how to use a gun?" A pure swordsman like his friend would probably never touch it. Besides, he has no time to practice this thing.
You must know that being good at swordsmanship does not mean being good at using muskets. These are two different power systems. Even if they have stronger body control and receive training faster, they still need to practice. It is impossible to become a sharpshooter right away!
Of course Hiko Seijuro didn't know that Kazuyo Sorayama was a top gun master in the real world, and even relied on a pistol to escape disaster in the world of "Battle Royale". But as a swordsman, if it wasn't a last resort, Kazuyo Sorayama would
I will never touch something like this that is purely for the purpose of making killing more convenient and less laborious.
But in the face of a dense military formation, what weapon is more effective than a musket that can kill people from a long distance? Just as Hiko considered it, Kazuyo Sorayama didn't think that just two people could rush into Ii intact.
Home, in this case, he can only think of other ways, and Naoki Ii's assassination gave him inspiration. Since the powerful advanced musket can injure him, if he has enough bullets, he can kill all the elites without any injuries.
Hatamoto, after all, no matter how strong the armor is, it can't stop a small warhead!
However, if it was really a problem to get it, he calmed down and said, "In this case, the sooner the better, and there are still bullets. Prepare as many flags as there are for me."
At this moment, Wuzi suddenly said: "Kongshan, I have a musket." "Nani?" Everyone was shocked and looked at her in surprise.
"On the day you were injured in the assassination, when you asked Zonai to peel and write on the tree, I quietly took one off and kept it with me." "Mirizo...how could you even think of carrying such a thing?"
"There is also a method of cultivating iron cannons in the inheritance of Fuma, but..." Kazuyo Sorayama understood that with the poverty of those ninjas at the time, it was impossible to own an iron cannon that could last the whole village for several months.
It seems that Kiriko still hasn't given up on her training as a ninja. No wonder she didn't tell her that she was secretly carrying this thing, and she thought it was the Chotachi she picked up somewhere.
Wuzi struggled to get up, returned to her room, dragged out a huge package, opened it, took out the rifle wrapped in black cloth, which was almost as tall as Wuzi, and took out a cloth bag from the package, which actually contained
There were hundreds of paper bullets, and it seemed that all the ammunition of the three samurai had been collected.
Kazuyo Sorayama held the gun in his hand. After looking at it for a moment, he skillfully pulled the gun and pushed a bullet to his shoulder, making a standard aiming action. Seeing his friend's smooth movements, Hiko immediately understood,
This is by no means the first time that my friend has touched a gun. He seems to be more comfortable with it than the iron artillery team who have been training for a long time.
"What else can you do?" Higu couldn't help but ask. "It's just some killing methods, not worth showing off." Sorayama Kazuyo unsheathed the bullet and answered casually.
Katsura Kogoro's eyes shone, and his respect for Sorayama Kazuha reached a new level. He originally thought that this cheap teacher was a pure swordsman who couldn't be more pure, and represented the highest level of swordsman in this era. He didn't expect that the teacher could actually practice martial arts.
Learning Western muskets! This is a fundamental conflict with traditional swordsmen's ideas. Few orthodox samurai will take the initiative to learn. Even the new army trained by the Choshu Domain is mainly composed of civilians who are not proficient in martial arts. It's not that they don't want to recruit samurai within the domain.
But they are quite resistant to shooting with guns. Perhaps the teacher’s rescue this time will definitely shock the world!
Although he hates secretly firing cold guns to hurt people, for Sana, it doesn’t matter! Kazuyo Sorayama re-wrapped the gun and put it on his back, carefully tied the bullet bag, and said to Katsura Kogoro: "Kogoro, you are responsible
Send Kiriko and Kenshin to an absolutely safe place, and then go to Ii's house to meet us. Don't worry, hundreds of people won't be killed so easily."