Chapter 106 No distractions, no self-realm! (Part 2)
Obedience to the samurai's morality of loyalty to the death, desire for money, pity for life, fear of death - the complex emotions mixed with these emotions occupy the minds of all samurai who are still alive.
Compared with these people, the emotions currently in Ogata's mind are much simpler.
Ogata felt that his head was empty now.
To be more precise, it feels like there are almost no distracting thoughts in my head.
Although Ogata could see flowers, grass, soil, the sun, and other random things within his field of vision, he only felt that there were only these two things left in the world in front of him: the sword in his hand and the enemies around him.
There is only one thought left in my mind: kill all the enemies around me!
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"Quick! Surround him quickly!"
"There are so many of us! There's no reason why we can't defeat just one person!"
"Hey! You guys! Don't be too timid to get in! If you don't hurry up and get in together, it will be your turn to die!"
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The warriors who were still alive were much noisier than before.
Either he screams without any real content, or he calls his companions around him to join him.
They kept shouting, just to fill the uneasiness in their hearts.
As long as they keep making loud noises, the fear in their chests can be somewhat calmed down.
"Kill! Uh..."
"Come on...cough, cough! Cough..."
"Wait! Please save my life...Pfft!"
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Ogata didn't listen carefully to what the surrounding samurai were shouting.
At the same time, I have no interest in listening.
Whether they were swearing or begging for mercy, in short - their voices were just a loud noise in Ogata's ears.
Aiming at the source of each noise, Ogata swung his knife at the sound source—Ogata repeated this over and over again.
Ogata stood there with his feet firmly rooted on the ground. The light from the two swords in his hands formed a sealed "wall of light" that was both offensive and defensive.
No matter whether the enemy's slash comes from behind, in front of or from the side, Ogata's sword can always draw an arc at the most timely speed and then block the enemy's sword.
Then he used his other knife to draw another arc and take away the enemy's life.
How many enemies are standing around him now, which enemies' attacks will hit him first, which enemies' attacks will hit him last, which enemies have entered his attack range... Ogata knows all these things clearly.
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Ogata now feels like his brain is like a computer, ruthlessly and efficiently calculating various situations and changes on the battlefield, helping him block every enemy attack and counterattack every enemy.
Someone who was besieging Ogata fell, and another person on the outside quickly filled the gap. He swung his sword to kill Ogata, and then was chopped down by Ogata. Then another person came to fill the gap...and on and on.
Repeat this step.
Another arrow shot towards Ogata.
Then he was dodged again by Ogata who turned slightly sideways.
"What the hell is going on!" The archer who shot the arrow was crouching on the trunk of a big tree, yelling, "Why can't my arrow hit him?"
The archer felt that his head was about to become messy.
From the time Ogata stood up again until now, he has lost count of how many arrows he has shot.
All he knew was that his right arm, which was holding the bow, was sore and swollen, and the arrows in the quiver were almost exhausted.
The angle and timing of his arrows are all very tricky.
They all picked and shot arrows when Ogata's back was facing him.
According to common sense, Ogata should not dodge his arrows.
However, the facts before him broke the common sense in his mind over and over again.
No matter how many arrows he shot, Ogata's back seemed to have eyes, dodging every one of his arrows accurately.
"I don't believe in evil anymore...!"
The archer cursed in a low voice as he drew the bow string again, preparing for another effort.
However - before he could even attach the arrow to the bowstring, a stone whizzed towards him and hit him accurately in the face.
The last memory of this archer was that he fell from the tree trunk, and there was severe pain in his head and neck. The vision in front of him became darker and darker, and then - nothing happened...
While dealing with the surrounding samurai, Ogata did not forget to fight back against the archers lurking in the trees.
In the gap between defending and attacking the surrounding enemies, he grabbed the stones on the ground and threw them at the archers.
The archer Ogata killed just now was the last archer.
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Ogata stepped on the trunk of a big tree next to him with astonishing jumping power, dodged the slash of a samurai, and then used the gravity acceleration when he landed to strike the samurai who had just slashed him with a sword.
Beheaded to the ground.
"Hahaha! The 30 taels are mine!"
At this moment, arrogant laughter suddenly sounded from Ogata's right side.
A "corpse" that had been lying on the dirt on the right side of Ogata suddenly rose up and stabbed Ogata with a sword.
The owner of the loud laughter just now was precisely this "corpse".
This man had been lying on the ground just now, disguised as a corpse, deceiving Ogata and all his companions, silently waiting for the opportunity to counterattack Ogata.
And his "bearing the humiliation" was not in vain - he finally waited for the opportunity to fight back against Ogata.
The place where Ogata just landed from the tree trunk happened to be less than one step in front of him.
With the thought that "this may be my only chance", the samurai let out an arrogant laugh, stood up quickly, and thrust his sword towards Ogata.
And his attack actually worked.
His sword blade broke through the chainmail's defense and stabbed Ogata on the right side of his chest.
The feeling of stabbing flesh reached the palm of this warrior's hand.
However - before the warrior had time to show his joy, a top-down slash enveloped his head, splitting it in half.
Whether he was being stabbed or cutting the enemy's head in half with a sword, Ogata always looked expressionless.
After the samurai collapsed to the ground softly, Ogata, still expressionless, silently pulled out the sword that had been pierced into his right chest, and then threw it casually on the ground.
This expressionless look, as if he didn't know what "pain" was at all, made all the surviving warriors feel chills in their teeth and their fighting spirit was greatly reduced.
There are more than a hundred beasts stimulated by money and driven by desire. When the number is reduced to half, the originally heated brains will gradually cool down.
When the number dropped below 40, they began to realize what a terrifying monster the opponent they were fighting was.
When the number is less than 20, those still alive have basically lost their will to fight.
Looking at the less than 20 enemies left in front of him, it was only then that Ogata realized belatedly - ah, it turns out that I have cut down so many people...?