"What a quiet forest," Gorobei sighed. "Yes, but this is the most dangerous place!" Kanbei said: "There is nothing we can do to the east, west, or south. The bandits' attack will definitely be launched from here. Although the trees are densely packed, the brigade can't do anything."
The cavalry cannot deploy their formation, but if one and two cavalry are allowed to pass, there is still no problem.”
Gorobei thought thoughtfully: "You mean to let the bandits in from here..."
"That's right, we can't seal off all parts of the village, we must leave a place for them to attack." Kanbei replied affirmatively.
Kazuha Sorayama suddenly interrupted: "Kanbei, if you were a bandit, how would you attack this village?"
"Ximian!" Kanbei said without hesitation.
"Hasn't Shichiroji already laid out a lot? Horse pits, antlers, horse traps, fences... How do you attack this place?"
"It's too far apart to defend," Kanbei shook his head and said, "If it were me, I would just clear the horse pit, clear a path for five cavalry to charge side by side, and use muskets and bows to suppress the peasants guarding the fence from a distance.
Then each camel rides a few bags of soil to raise the ground, shoots from the outside in to drive away the farmers, and after occupying the wooden fence, it can be easily demolished, and finally they all rush into the village."
"Sou Ga!" "There are many other ways, such as telling the farmers: You can survive if you only hand over half of the grain, otherwise you will harass them day and night, and then give the farmers another night to discuss. If the morale of the farmers to resist is reduced, maybe the farmers will not
The war collapsed..."
"If you put it this way, doesn't it mean that it is impossible to defend at all?" Kazuyo Sorayama couldn't help but once again felt that he lacked a war strategy.
"So we have to leave hope for the bandits to attack here. With the hope of coming in, we can prevent them from choosing a direction to attack."
Kanbei said confidently: "However, we still need to arrange it here, from here to here." Kanbei pointed at the map and drew a line: "Leave a road for the bandits to enter the village, and put a few pieces at each time."
Ride to the village and then surround and kill them!"
Gorobei sighed: "You are still awesome, Kanbei! This way, everything will be foolproof."
Kanbei stroked his gray hair with a wry smile: "The more we fight, the better we'll know how to fight. Even if we lose the battle, alas... I'll go back and discuss with everyone what needs to be added, and now I find it's too late to make up for it.
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Katsushiro had no interest in how to lay out defenses. Young people were always impatient with these boring constructions and theories, which were far less attractive than the beautiful mountains and forests in front of them.
"Katsushiro, let's go." Kanbei shouted to Katsushiro who was lingering among the flowers on the hillside. "Oh!" Katsushiro replied perfunctorily, but his body still did not move, concentrating on observing a bird he had never seen before.
colorful birds.
"He's still a brat after all!" Gorobei laughed.
The three of them ignored Katsushiro and returned to the village to convene everyone to discuss how to improve the defense.
Katsushiro broke off a kapok and sniffed the aroma with an intoxicated expression. The ground under his feet was covered with purple flowers in full bloom, extending into the distance. Katsushiro was attracted by the flowers and walked deeper into the woods.
He stretched out his body and lay on his back among the lushest flowers. Warm light shone on him through the branches, white clouds drifted across the sky, and the occasional calls of birds made the peaceful forest even more tranquil.
Just as Katsushiro was patiently enjoying this blessed land gifted by nature, there was a "swishing" sound from the white bamboo bushes in front of him. It was human footsteps!
Katsushiro jumped up with an alert look on his face, quickly got into position, and stared vigilantly at the direction from which the sound came.
Could it be a bandit? Katsushiro couldn't help but become nervous. After all, this was not a peaceful time, and it was completely normal for bandits to come to investigate.
Shino, whose hair was cut short by Manzo and dressed as a man, walked out from the shade of a tree holding a bunch of flowers. She couldn't help but be startled when she saw Katsushiro.
When Katsushiro saw that it was a handsome young man dressed as a farmer, he lowered his guard a little. At the same time, he was secretly angry at how nervous he had just been.
He stared at Shino closely: "Are you from this village?" Shino nodded hurriedly.
"A woman?" Shino quickly shook his head in denial. "A man?" Shino nodded vigorously and hid the flowers behind his back, the expression on his face becoming more and more panicked.
Katsushiro was furious, pointed at Shino and shouted: "Why don't you have a gun if you are a man?! A man who is actually picking flowers for fun?!"
He obviously forgot that the kapok he had just picked was still in his hand. He threw it away in shame and anger and said to Shino: "Come, I will train you. Come here!"
Shino stood there at a loss. When she heard the young samurai asked her to go there, she couldn't help but throw the flowers away and run away.
"How can we repair it?" Katsushiro saw that this villager still dared to run, and he chased after him angrily.
After all, Shino was a young woman. She tripped and fell to the ground in her nervousness. Katsushiro pounced on the struggling Shino and yelled bitterly: "Run! Let's see where you can run."
Shino resisted desperately, and the two rolled fiercely among the flowers, but how could she defeat the strong and well-trained Katsushiro?
Shino was breathing heavily, and her thin clothes became messy. Katsushiro took the opportunity to grab her chest and press his whole body on her. Shino's body went limp, as if she lost strength in an instant, and she lay motionless on the ground as if resigned to her fate, as if she had accepted it.
The fate that follows.
However, the one who reacted more intensely than her was Katsushiro. Katsushiro, who had never had any experience with men and women, listened to the rapid gasping sound of the girl under him and already understood that this handsome young man was a woman!
The shocked Katsushiro let go of his hands, climbed down from Shino's body and stepped aside, lowering his head and not daring to look at Shino whose chest was all white.
Shino hurriedly crawled away, turned sideways to avoid Katsushiro's sight, and gathered the messy clothes together.
Katsushiro stared at Shino, panting heavily. He didn't know how to speak, and he was even slightly unwilling to break the silence.
Shino clasped her hands on her chest and glanced at Katsushiro from the corner of her eye from time to time. She didn't know how to explain that she was obviously a woman, but she pretended to be a man and lived alone in the deep mountains and forests.
The two of them were silent, with the blue sky above their heads, clusters of flowers below them, and the handsome opposite sex beside them.
No identity difference, parental obstruction, or dangerous environment can stop human behavior controlled by hormones.
If you look at this land from the sky, you can see that Katsushiro and Shino are sitting among the flowers and talking to each other. As their expressions become more and more vivid, the distance starts to get closer and closer.
When they walked out of the woods, they were already side by side, looking at each other, bowing their heads, or laughing. They were almost indistinguishable from the lovers in the park hundreds of years later.
Unlike Katsushiro who was accompanied by a beautiful woman, Lord Kikuchiyo felt a burst of fire in his heart when he looked at the old and weak people arranged crookedly in front of him!