Chapter 80 The benevolent king stands tall! [Breaking update 1W]
I tried my best and wrote until 2 o'clock in the morning, but I still couldn't write 1.2w... qaq
Although I couldn't complete yesterday's heroic declaration of "1.20,000 updates", I still wrote 10,000 words, and I should be able to make errands for you book friends (Leopard Head Crying.jpg)
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Although a wave of enemy reinforcements came, Komuro and others, who were now in full swing, were not afraid of them at all.
Especially Xiao Shi - affected by Qingden's heroic feat just now, Xiao Shi's blood is boiling and his chest feels like a fire is burning.
Only fighting can extinguish the raging fire in his chest!
The little room was in an extremely excited state. Almost every time a knife was struck, a member of the anti-barbarian team would definitely fall to death.
The members of the anti-barbarian group who counterattacked were firmly suppressed by Komuro and others.
Komuro and the others don't need to worry too much about the battlefield on their side. Even if no one comes to support them, they should be able to defeat the enemy in front of them.
On the contrary, it was the situation at Qingdeng that made Anthony feel very worried.
He turned his head and said urgently to Kiryu who was standing next to him:
"Hey! Kiryu! Stop standing here! The guy with the spear looks very strong! Tachibana Aoden has been suppressed by that guy! If the fight continues like this, he will lose! Hurry up!
Go help me! With your ability, you can kill that guy with a spear with your eyes closed, right? (French)"
Feeling anxious, Anthony subconsciously spoke his native language.
They all relied on Qingdeng to turn around the extremely desperate situation.
Since Qingdeng was so kind to them, Anthony could not ignore Qingdeng's current dangerous situation no matter what.
Anthony even thought about going into battle himself, using his revolver to assist Aoto, and secretly shoot Suehiro with a shot or something.
However, his marksmanship was so poor that Anthony had absolutely no confidence that he would not accidentally injure Aoto when Aoto and Suehiro were fighting each other, so he could only give up the idea of "stepping forward to support him personally".
Moreover... while the battle was not over yet and a considerable number of enemies were still counterattacking, Anthony did not dare to walk around casually in this chaotic battlefield.
"Mr. Kiryu!" Kinoshita Mai quickly walked to Kiryu's side and cast a pleading look at Kiryu, "Mr. Angouleme is right, please go and support Mr. Tachibana!"
"..." Kiryu, who had been watching the battle between Aonto and Suehiro from a distance with an expressionless face, fell silent after hearing the request from Anthony and Mai Kinoshita.
It wasn't until a moment later that Kiryu was heard whispering to Anthony in fluent and extremely standard French:
"...Anthony, please be patient. (French)"
After saying this to Anthony, Kiryu switched back to Japanese:
"Young Master, please calm down."
"The situation over there with Mr. Ju is not as bad as you think."
"Anthony, what you just said was wrong."
"Although Mr. Tachibana is suppressed by the guy with the spear... he is far from a point where he will definitely lose."
Kiryu's eyelids sunk slightly at this moment.
"Don't worry. If it really comes to the point where I have to come to the rescue, I will immediately step forward to support you."
"But before I really encounter this time... I want to take a good look first."
"Let's see what this young man can do when facing such a powerful enemy..."
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——Komuro-kun and the others are busy dealing with the enemies who are coming back. They will definitely not be able to come to support me in a short time...
After dodging another stab from Suehiro, Aomori watched the fighting of the others out of the corner of his eye.
—— Saito: He is almost exhausted. Just dealing with the few enemies attacking him is already very difficult for him. He probably won't be able to assist me anymore.
——In other words, do I have to defeat this guy alone...
Qingto raised his eyes, and with an extremely solemn gaze, stared ahead at Suehiro who launched another straight stab at him.
Suehiro is now like a fort.
The wind in his palm is his cannonball.
The ultra-wide attack range allows him to stand still and poke Qingden with wind cutter. From time to time, he can also use range attacks such as "sweep", while Qingden can only passively take the beating.
Such a wide attack range gave Suehiro plenty of time to dodge.
Aomori estimated that if he wanted to rush into a position where his sword could hit Suehiro... it would take at least 1 or 2 seconds.
Such a long time was enough for Suehiro to retreat 1 or 2 steps, re-open the distance between him and Aoto, and then attack Aoto with his spear.
Without being able to get close, it would be impossible to launch an effective attack on Suehiro.
The failure to launch an effective attack on Suehiro... meant that defeat was just a matter of time.
Although Aomori can now rely on his "solitude" and "Eagle Eye" to constantly dodge Suehiro's attacks, his physical strength is not unlimited.
There will always be times when he is exhausted and unable to dodge Suehiro's attacks.
——Think about it...
Qingden said to himself in a deep voice.
——Is there any... way to get close to this guy...
Although Saito, Komuro and the others are now unable to assist Aoto in dealing with Suehiro, their fierce fighting has held back the members of the counterattacking group, making these people unable to support Suehiro, allowing Aoto to focus on
to deal with the powerful enemy in front of you.
Qingden opened his eyes wide and tried to look at the trajectory of Fengqi's swing, trying to find any loopholes that could be exploited.
After careful observation, Qingdeng discovered something noteworthy.
Suehiro's main attack direction has always been Aoto's chest, abdomen and other vital parts that if stabbed, even if he doesn't die suddenly on the spot, he will only be left with half his life.
But Suehiro would lower his gun from time to time and attack Aoto's lower body, trying to injure Aoto's leg.
——The bottom plate...
Aoto, who noticed Suehiro's attacking style, chewed the word "lower plate" in his heart.
A bold plan... appeared in Qingdeng's mind at this moment.
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In the battle with Aotobu, I thought that the outcome would be determined quickly, but unexpectedly, we ended up in a stalemate with Aotobu - which made Suehiro feel a little impatient and unhappy.
Suehiro, like Aoto, had always been observing the fighting situation of his companions out of the corner of his eye.
Although his companions had a numerical advantage, they were far inferior to Komuro and others in terms of momentum.
The group of people in the small room, who were as powerful as a rainbow, each one was as good as ten, and ten was as good as a hundred, and they had gradually suppressed his companions.
If this continues, his companions will probably lose.
We can't go on like this! We have to deal with this Tachibana Aoden immediately, and then go support the others!
Suehiro didn't want to waste any more precious time on Aoto, and his fugiki became "urgent" along with his mood.
--calm……
Qingden took a deep breath of cold air.
His gaze was firmly fixed on the tip of Fengqi's spear, and his concentration was so high that Qingden didn't even blink.
——Calm down...wait...wait...
Aomori no longer wanted to rush up to Suehiro and get close to him every time there was a gap between Suehiro's attacks, as he had done before.
Instead, he put all his body and mind into dodging.
Suehiro didn't notice that Aoto's playing style had changed.
He thought wholeheartedly about killing Qingdeng quickly, and kept swinging the wind in his palm like a whip.
The sharp spear head that kept shrinking and piercing out was like a poisonous snake emerging from its hole, showing its ferocious claws towards Qingdeng.
The gun tip passed by Qingdeng's side, scratching the feather fabric on Qingdeng's flank.
——Calm down...just wait...
The gun barrel that swept over barely missed another cut in Qingdeng's chest.
——It’s not that time yet...just wait a moment...!
If you continue like this, you will definitely lose.
Therefore, Qingdeng, who was determined to take a gamble, was waiting.
Waiting for the best opportunity to implement the strategy that just popped into his head.
If his strategy succeeds, he will be able to get close to Suehiro in one go!
It's too late to say it, but it's soon.
The opportunity Qingdeng has been waiting for... has come!
Suehiro, who had been launching fierce attacks on Aoto's vital parts, suddenly took a step back and slightly opened the distance between him and Aoto.
Immediately afterwards, he lowered his body, slightly lowered his body's center of gravity, and at the same time lowered the head of the fugiri gun in his hand, pointing the gun tip diagonally at the ground.
After completing the change of spear posture smoothly, Suehiro launched a thrust towards Aoto's right foot!
Seeing the tip of the spear heading straight for his ankle, Qingden's eyes immediately shone with dazzling light.
Same as what he observed.
From time to time, Suehiro would attack his lower body!
--coming!
Qingden narrowed his eyes slightly.
Staring hard at the gun head that was stabbing rapidly!
The moment Fengqi's gun tip was about to hit his right ankle, Qingden gritted his teeth suddenly, made a mistake in his steps, and turned his body to one side.
After dodging to the left and dodging Suehiro's stabbing blow, Aomori looked at the direction of Kazukiri's spear head, and then raised his right foot high——
Bang!
A small muffled sound exploded.
Qingden's right foot stepped on the head of Fengqi's gun which he could not retract in time, and firmly stepped on the head of Fengqi's gun on the ground!
When he successfully stepped on the lightning bolt of Fengqi's gun head, Qingden raised his left foot again and stepped on the gun shaft with his left foot.
Aomori's current state is that his whole body is standing on Suehiro's wind cut!
Then, in the next moment, "standing" turned into "running" and "jumping".
Aoto, who was stepping on the wind blade, ran two steps towards Suehiro holding the gun along the slender gun shaft!
When Qingden rushed to the roughly middle part of the gun barrel, Qingden bent the cat's waist. After quickly accumulating full strength in his back and abdomen, he quickly released the accumulated strength in his waist and abdomen, and his whole body bounced up like a spring.
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Aoto jumped up from the gun barrel and fell straight towards Suehiro!
As he jumped into the air and fell towards Suehiro, Aoto raised the sword in his hand high.
What?! Suehiro's eyes were so wide open that they seemed to burst open due to extreme shock.
Qingdeng's counterattack came quickly and suddenly.
He never imagined that Qingdeng could approach him in such a way!
Oops!
Suehiro subconsciously wanted to take back the wind cutter and use it to block the leaping Aoto.
However - it was too late to return to defense.
Qingdeng's body and sword... have fallen!
Aoto, who was holding his sword high in the upper right position, looked down at Suehiro below with a look that showed neither sadness nor joy.
Raising the knife in his hand, Aomori used the gravity brought by his body's fall to aim at Suehiro's head and executed a powerful and heavy diagonal slash!
"Hmph...!" Seeing this, Suehiro gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and jumped to the side and back with all his strength.
Blood flowers scattered.
Suehiro jumped back in time to avoid Aoto's fatal blow.
Ayoto's blade failed to chop Suehiro's head, but penetrated deeply into Suehiro's left shoulder.
The severe pain coming from his left shoulder stimulated Suehiro's head.
He roared like a wild beast, then flew up and kicked Qingden's soft belly.
Qingteng had already fallen back to the ground at this time. After seeing the whip kick that Suehiro threw at him, he quickly dropped the sword that was buried in Suehiro's left shoulder and was now extremely difficult to pull out, and folded his arms into an "X"
Shape, block Suehiro's thrown leg.
Suehiro's legs hit Aoto's arms hard, and the force was so great that Aoto felt like he was almost losing consciousness in his arms.
Unable to withstand this huge force, Qingdeng staggered back a few steps, and then fell heavily to the ground with his face facing up.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh-!"
Suehiro screamed as if he was about to vomit out his own internal organs.
The blade of the knife penetrated deeply into the left shoulder...the pain was obvious.
The blood on his cheeks and lips was gone, his body was convulsing uncontrollably, and he was sweating profusely.
The blood flowing from the wound stained most of his body red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He knelt down on the ground, handed Fengqi to his left hand, and used his right hand to grab the handle of the katana embedded in his left shoulder. He endured the severe pain that almost made him faint, and pulled out the katana inch by inch.
out.
After pulling out the knife and throwing it away, Suehiro grasped it with his left hand several times.
Qingden's blow just now directly broke the bones of his left shoulder.
His left arm can no longer be raised for the time being...
Damn...! Damn...!
Looking at the hideous wound on his left shoulder, Suehiro gritted his teeth, breathing heavily from his nostrils and between his teeth.
Ju Qingden... I really belong to you...!
Suehiro felt extremely angry as he recalled the scene where Aoto had sprinted on top of his gun, then jumped over and severely injured his left shoulder.
Based on the medical level of Japan in this era, it is very likely that his left shoulder will be left with irreversible damage.
When he thought of this, Suehiro's breathing became heavier and heavier uncontrollably.
However, while feeling angry, Suehiro also felt a touch of... fear.
Would a normal person...think of this kind of fighting method of jumping directly on the enemy's gun barrel?
If the enemy reacts quickly enough and throws you off the gun barrel in time, you will be dead!
Suehiro took several breaths to adjust his breathing which had become extremely disordered due to the severe pain in his left shoulder.
Just at this time--
"...ha...hahahaha..."
A series of low laughter passed faintly into Suehiro's ears.
Suehiro, who had an uncontrollable look of astonishment on his face, raised his eyes and cast his gaze in the direction where the laughter came from - Aomori who was kicked away by him just now and is still lying on the ground.
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——Ah... this guy with a spear is really powerful... I thought I could kill him with that blow just now...
Qingdeng, who was lying on his back, clenched his fists several times.
His arms, which were slightly numb just now due to the forceful reception of Suehiro's whip legs, are now gradually regaining consciousness.
The surprise attack just now failed and Suehiro could not be successfully eliminated.
But the strange thing is - Qingdeng doesn't feel any regret or loss at all.
——Is this the so-called "death struggle in which the muscles and nerves of the whole body are tense"...
Whether in his previous life or in this life, this was the first time Qingdeng had experienced such a fierce fight that made people dare not even breathe.
Concentrate on it, keep your whole body tense, and don't dare to be careless or distracted in the slightest.
Being close to death, any small mistake may lead to irreparable consequences.
Thinking wholeheartedly about how to defeat the opponent in front of you.
racking his brains to think of ways to defeat the enemy.
Waiting anxiously for the best opportunity to counterattack.
The above experiences were all things Qingdeng had never experienced before.
At this moment, Qingdeng only felt that deep in his heart...
There is a strange feeling of pleasure!
Looking back on the past, whether he achieved outstanding results in a major exam that determines a person's life, or achieved enviable achievements in certain fields, Qingdeng had never experienced such a hearty feeling, and felt that the blood in his body was about to burn.
Feel the pleasure of getting up!
——Think about it carefully... Just now when I led Saito into the enemy formation and rushed left and right among the enemy groups, I also experienced the feeling that the blood in my whole body was about to burn...
——Haha...hahaha...
"...ha...hahahaha..."
Qingdeng's heart and lips both involuntarily let out a low laugh at the same time.
He put his hands on the ground and slowly climbed up from the snow.
While standing up, Qingdeng casually grabbed a fighting knife that fell beside him. At this moment, in this battlefield that had just experienced a large-scale bloody battle, the most indispensable thing on the ground was various kinds of weapons scattered everywhere.
Style sword.
Suehiro, who was still kneeling on the ground, raised his eyes little by little as Aomori slowly stood up, and his gaze turned to look up at Aomori.
Suehiro's mouth... slowly opened into an "O" shape at this moment.
On his pale cheeks, an expression slowly emerged, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
He...is smiling...?
Although Qingdeng's face at this moment looked expressionless at first glance.
But after looking carefully, one can see that the corners of Qingdeng's mouth are slightly raised.
There was a faint smile on his eyes and the corners of his mouth.
A hint of mad smile...!
Suehiro's body subconsciously leaned back slightly, trying to stay away from Aomori.
He felt that there were strange auras emanating from Qingdeng's body.
Suehiro used to often feel the powerful aura from some masters, such as the master who taught him spear skills.
However, the aura he felt from those masters before was completely different from the aura exuded by Qingdeng at this time.
The former's momentum is the momentum of a strong person, an momentum that can make people feel fearful.
And the latter's momentum... gave Suehiro a sense of powerlessness.
A feeling of powerlessness as you stand at the foot of a high mountain, looking up at the peaks reaching into the sky...
This feeling of powerlessness, for some unknown reason, made Suehiro feel a wave of fear in his heart.
This sense of fear appeared and gathered on Suehiro's face uncontrollably.
However - before these waves of fear could gather together, a fierce light flashed through Suehiro's eyes.
What are you doing?! There is nothing to be afraid of! When you decided to devote yourself to the "great cause of repelling the foreigners", didn't you put life and death aside?!
This angry shout in Yu's heart was like a blow to the head, stopping the fearful expression that was spreading on Suehiro's face.
...Suehiro silently released his right hand that had been covering the wound on his left shoulder, raised his kazekiri again, and stood tall on the vast snowfield again.
At this time, the night wind, which had suddenly stopped after the battle started tonight, suddenly started blowing again!
The falling snow, blown by the night wind, slapped on Suehiro's face, which still showed a lot of fear.
He raised his left arm with great effort, held the gun with both hands, and pointed the tip of the gun diagonally at the ground.
"...hohoin-ryu."
"Suehiro Moriyo."
Suehiro, who did not dare to have any more contempt for Aoto, who was currently exuding a strange aura, solemnly stated his name.
Holding one's own name - in the duel between warriors, this is a sign that you value your opponent and that you will go all out!
Seeing Suehiro showing him the courtesy of a warrior, the mad smile on Qingto's face became a little brighter.
He quietly held the knife in front of him.
"Natural flow."
"Ju Qingden."
The moment they both saluted as warriors, they both started moving at the same time!
Suehiro swung his Kazogiri from bottom to top, lifting up the layers of snow scattered across the snowfield!
And Qingdeng slashed the knife from top to bottom, rolling up the snowflakes flying in the air!
Under the snowy night, swords and spears clashed in mid-air.
The air waves it sent out shook away the falling snow all around!
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There was another person who, almost at the same time as Suehiro, sensed the change in Aomori.
When Qingden stood up again, Kiryu, who had been watching the battle from a distance, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
As if he wanted to deeply remember every scene he saw next, he held his breath and stared at Qingdeng in the distance with a solemn expression.
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——Ah...it seems that the injury to his left shoulder is more serious than I expected.
Aoto, who had never dared to confront Suehiro head-on before, suddenly dared to take Suehiro's gun head-on, was to test how much strength Suehiro, who had already injured his left shoulder, had left.
Although Suehiro could still barely grasp the gun with his left hand, it was clear that he no longer had the strength to use it.
Although Qingdeng was very excited, his mind was still calm.
Suehiro, who only had one arm left to use, was no longer as strong as him - one after another, new strategies for fighting the enemy emerged from Aomori's mind...
Suehiro's shrill scream when his shoulder was injured just now attracted the attention of the members of the anti-barbarian team who were still fighting.
Seeing that Suehiro was injured, many members of the anti-barbarian team wanted to come to support and help Suehiro.
However, Saito, Komuro and the others were not just air. The members of the anti-barbarian team noticed that Suehiro had been injured by Aoto. Of course, they also noticed this exciting news almost at the same time.
With their morale further boosted, they clung to the members of the anti-barbarian group to prevent them from disturbing Qingdeng.
With one of his arms crippled, Suehiro's thrusts were no longer as strong or as fast as before.
But Suehiro didn't flinch at all.
Rather, he fought harder than before.
Because he knew in his heart that time was not on his side now.
With such a huge wound on his left shoulder, if the fighting time is prolonged, the increasing amount of blood loss will further reduce his strength.
Suehiro frequently used footwork to advance Aoto.
But Qingdeng was neither impatient nor impetuous.
Aito, who still had a faint maniacal smile on his face, continued to dodge Suehiro's attacks while carefully observing Suehiro's gun moves as before.
Suehiro's current strength is no longer as strong as him - this makes Aonto think of a new way to break through Suehiro's defense and get closer to Suehiro!
Qingden took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing.
Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and concentrated.
call……!
Ahead, Suehiro swung away the spear in his hand again, and the spear pierced Aomori's chest!
Qingdeng tightened his grip on the knife in his hand and quickly switched his knife-holding stance to the lower right position.
After Suehiro's wind cut reached the optimal position, Aomori swung the sword in his hand diagonally.
Target - Kazukiri's spearhead!
Aomori's sword accurately hit Suehiro's wind-cut spear tip from the side.
A huge force spread along Kazakiri's gun barrel to Suehiro's arms.
Suehiro felt as if a fast horse had hit his wind.
If his arms were intact, Suehiro would certainly not be afraid of competing with Ayoto.
However, there is no "if" in this world.
Suehiro, who only had one arm left, was completely unable to compete with Aonto in terms of strength.
The two men's swords and spears only touched each other for a moment, and Suehiro's Kazakiri was deflected away.
The deflected Kazakiri flew upwards, and Suehiro almost lost his grip on the barrel of the gun.
The moment he successfully deflected Suehiro's wind blow with his sword, Aomori stepped forward and rushed straight towards Suehiro at the highest speed he could achieve!
Suehiro tried to retract the deflected Kazukiri to defend himself, but as a one-armed man, he no longer had the strength to retrieve the Kazukiri before Aoto came to kill him.
So, he simply abandoned the gun, reached his right hand to his left waist, and pulled out the knife from his left waist.
And when he had just pulled out his sword, Qingden, who rushed to him while the door was wide open, happened to have already hacked out his sword——
clang!
Suehiro was caught between the flashes of lightning and flints, raising the knife he had just pulled out of the sheath, and stopped Aomori's chop.
"Hmm...!" Suehiro, who could only use one arm to fight Aomori's arms, felt as if his body was being squashed bit by bit.
Seeing Suehiro resisting his attack, Aomori didn't show any expression or emotion.
He just silently and quickly started changing his moves!
He was originally wrestling with Suehiro, but he suddenly swerved to the left, with his body and knife attached, to Suehiro's left side, and escaped from the struggle.
Suehiro, who didn't expect Aomori to suddenly move out of the way, failed to withdraw his strength in time, and relied on inertia to fall forward.
In the blink of an eye, Qingdeng quickly took a half-step to the side, switching to a stance where it was easier to exert force, holding the sword with his lower left hand.
The tip of the knife flew close to the ground, and then soared into the sky!
The blade slashed from bottom to top and penetrated deeply into Suehiro's body.
"Ugh...!"
Suehiro lowered his head and looked at the blade that had been embedded in his belly.
The knife in his hand fell to the ground.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
But when he opened his mouth, all he spat out was blood foam and words of unknown meaning.
After a brief struggle, his eyes began to roll back.
Immediately afterwards, his head fell backwards as if being pulled by his rolled-back eyes.
Suehiro's body fell heavily to the ground, stirring up clouds of snow and mist.
The aroused snow mist floated in the air for a while, then sprinkled like light dust on Suehiro's body, which was gradually losing its vitality.
[Ding! Talent scanned]
At the same moment Suehiro fell to the ground, the cold system sound passed through Aomori's mind.
[Successfully copied talent: "Physical Fitness"]
[Talent Introduction: Has outstanding injury recovery speed]
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At this moment——
The temporary camp of Suehiro and others——
Click... click... click... click... click...
Cracks appeared from Suehiro's statue of Nioh.
After a while, dense cracks covered the wooden statue like a spider web.
Then……
Kara.
With a soft sound of "Kara", this mighty Nioh statue was broken into dozens of pieces and scattered all over the ground...
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At this time, a member of the anti-barbarian team who was fighting with Komuro and others saw Suehiro lying in a pool of blood. He was so shocked that he forgot to attack, and even a cold snowflake fell into the back of his neck.
Not even aware of it.
He opened and closed his mouth a few times with a pale face, then took a few steps back without saying a word, turned around and ran away, but accidentally bumped into a companion behind him.
The man cursed and covered his sore chest, but inadvertently, he also caught a glimpse of their coach's body.
"Suehiro, Mr. Suehiro is dead!" A terrifying scream echoed throughout the battlefield.
Following this scream, the members of the anti-barbarian group stopped fighting one after another.
When they discovered that their commander, Suehiro, was killed in battle after Yamada, their expressions turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The reason why they still had the courage to confront Aomori and others was simply because Suehiro was there.
Suehiro's spear skills and Suehiro's wind blowing gave them the confidence to turn the tide of the battle!
And now... with the death of Suehiro, their last fighting spirit and morale have completely disappeared.
The members of the anti-barbarian group who were still on the battlefield began to flee.
A true defeat.
Almost no one stayed to continue fighting.
They scrambled to get ahead, scurrying around like headless flies.
Komuro and the others did not pursue them - after such a long and hard battle, their physical strength was almost exhausted.
Looking at the members of the anti-barbarian team who were fleeing further and further away, Komuro and others looked dazed. Their minds had become a little dull under extreme exhaustion. They did not react for a while - they had won! They repelled them.
Killed this group of enemies who were nearly 10 times their number!
Also looking dazed were Anthony and Elodie.
The pair of grandfather and grandson stared blankly at the surroundings where there was finally no more shouts of killing. After a while, should they be said to be worthy of being close relatives? The two grandfathers and grandsons made the same action: they both seemed to have a full body.
It was as if all his strength had been drained away, and his limbs were limp and he collapsed on the ground.
Kinoshita Mai, who was also slightly dazed because she had not yet reacted to the situation of "the enemy retreating", suddenly caught a glimpse of a scene from the corner of her eye that made her stunned.
She saw Kiryu standing next to her, with a strange expression... that was half a smile but not a smile.
This was the first time Kinoshita Mai had seen such an expression on his face since she met the old man.
With this weird expression on his face, Kiryu stared intently at Aomori, who was still standing next to Suehiro's body, breathing heavily and adjusting his breathing rhythm.
His left hand tightly grasped the long cloth bag he was holding in his left palm. Due to the excessive force, the joints of his five fingers were slightly white.
call……
At this time, a gust of breeze blew open the corner of the long strip of cloth in Kiryu's left hand, revealing something hidden under the white cloth - an ancient sword with a black and purple handle and sheath...
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"Whirring whirring……"
Qingden looked around, his eyes scanning Suehiro's body at his feet and the surrounding enemy groups that had all retreated.
"Did you win...?"
Suddenly, a sore and numb feeling came from the depths of Qingdeng's eyes.
This sudden soreness and numbness made Qingden subconsciously let out a low cry of pain, and then raised his hands to cover his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, Qingdeng found that his vision had returned.
I can no longer "overlook" this land.
I can no longer see those weird "air currents".
He raised his head and looked at Komuro and the others who had now recovered one by one and started cheering for victory... He could no longer sense their strength from their bodies...
"Orange..."
"Saito...?"
Qingto turned his head and looked at Saito, who was limping towards him, using his knife as a crutch.
"Saito, are you not injured?"
Saito shook his head: "They are just minor injuries. What about you? Are you injured?"
Qingdeng smiled slightly: "Just like you, they are all minor injuries that are insignificant..."
After saying that, Qingdeng's body swayed slightly, and then slowly fell forward.
Seeing this, Saito quickly stepped forward with quick eyes and hands, and supported Aoden.
The battle has ended, and the strength enhancement brought by "Lonely" is gradually fading away.
And the nerves that had been tense were slowly relaxing at this moment.
The strong feeling of exhaustion was like a waterfall falling from the sky, pressing down on Qingdeng.
"Saito... I'm sorry..." Qingto smiled and said to Saito in a half-joking tone, "I seem to be a little unable to stand up... can you help me?"
Saito didn't reply.
He just nodded firmly and helped Qingdeng to a nearby place with less snow.
At this time, Komuro and others were cheering and running quickly towards Qingden, who would lead them to victory tonight.
On this battlefield where not long ago there were shouts of killing Zhentian, at this moment, only the joyful cheers and shouts are left.
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Four days later, at night——
Edo, Ii family residence——
In a certain room in the Ii family's mansion, candlelight flickered.
This is an extremely spacious room.
Even if there were tall floor-standing candlesticks placed in each corner of the room, they could not fully illuminate the space in the room.
The candlelight swayed slightly with the breeze that blew into the room from time to time, stretching the figure of an old man in the room.
This is an old man who is nearly 50 years old.
His neatly shaved Tsukiyo hair and short beard on his chin are mixed with black and white, his face is covered with wrinkles, there are faint black circles under his eyes that are not too big, and his cheeks are glowing with dark gray, showing signs of lack of rest.
Mark of,
However--despite his poor complexion, this old man's eyes were particularly bright.
The clear black and white pupils radiate with arrogance and determination, while the faint dark circles under the eye sockets set off the dazzling light in the eyes of the middle-aged man.
The old man leaned on the elbowrest beside him and looked expressionlessly at a middle-aged man in his early 40s who was kneeling respectfully in front of him.
"Big boss."
The middle-aged man lowered his head and said calmly to the tatami under him.
"You seem to be a little more haggard."
"I heard that you seem to go to bed very late every night recently. Please pay more attention to your health."
"The shogunate... no, this country cannot live without you now."
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he heard the old man chuckle a few times.
"Ando, don't worry. I'm fine. My body is strong."
The old man raised his hand and rubbed the dark circles under his eyes.
"The reason why I go to bed late recently is just because I have been quite busy with official duties recently."
"I will resume my normal schedule after I am less busy."
The middle-aged man called the old man "old man"...
There is only one man in the world today who can be called an elder.
The identity of this old man has been revealed - he is none other than the powerful minister currently wielding power: Naoki Ii!
And this person who is sitting in front of Naobi Ii, who is called "Ando" by Naobi Ii, is one of the current veterans of the shogunate: Nobumasa Ando.
After smiling and chatting briefly with Ando Nobumasa for a while, Ii Naomi yawned vigorously.
"Okay, Ando, tell me about the business."
"If we finish the business discussion early, I can go down and rest early."
After saying that, Ii Naobi yawned vigorously again.
"You suddenly came to see me late at night. Do you have something important to report to me?"
After hearing Naoki Ii say this, Nobumasa Ando pursed his lips.
After a moment of silence, Ando Nobumasa took a deep breath, and then said slowly with a very serious expression:
"...elder brother."
"Mito Domain...has changed!"
Mito Domain——Hearing this word, Naoki Ii's eyes flickered slightly, and the gaze that originally dropped on the tip of his nose slowly raised, staring at Nobumasa Ando.
"According to the information sent back by spies lurking in the Mito Domain, there is a group of Mito Domain warriors with extremely radical ideas who are planning to sneak into Edo in the near future."
"They...want to follow the example of Ittousai back then and assassinate you, the elder!"
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Regarding the "Da Lao" and "Lao Zhong", you can understand them as the "Xiangguo" and "Prime Minister" in my country's pre-Qin and Han dynasties.
There can be many "prime ministers", but there can only be one "prime minister", and the status and power are far above the prime minister.
Therefore, Naoki Ii and Nobumasa Ando at the end of this chapter can be understood as the "Prime Minister" and "Prime Minister" discussing state affairs here.
