Chapter 668 Like ghosts and gods, like Shura [6600]
Ogata now feels a little guilty towards Ishikawa.
Because Ishikawa just sold his sword so cheaply. Ogata only offered 5 taels of gold and a broken sword, so he was willing to exchange his sword for Ogata.
Ishikawa's knife is not a very famous knife, but it can be regarded as a first-class product. You can never buy such a good knife without 40 taels of gold on the market.
Ishikawa gave his sword to Ogata at such a price that was almost free of charge, which made him feel ashamed.
——If I see Mr. Ishikawa in the future, I must repay this favor properly.
When Ogata said this with determination in his heart, he had already withdrawn the katana that chopped Togo's head and the wakizashi with the "human shield" inserted into it.
"Ahhhh——!"
A roar made purely to vent the fear in his heart sounded from Ogata's right hand.
The face of a soldier standing to Ogata's right was spattered with blood - all the blood spattered from Togo's shattered head.
While he was frightened and yelling in terror, he quickly took two steps back, opened a suitable distance for him to shoot Ogata, and at the same time raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Ogata.
Ogata glanced at this person and confirmed his location——
Bang!
He used his left leg as a pivot and threw a roundhouse kick at the person.
Ogata's kick superimposed the power of luck.
After his right heel came into contact with the man's chest, the man immediately spat out blood that dyed half of his body red like an octopus applying ink.
Ogata's kick was not thrown casually.
He specifically kicked this man towards another warrior behind him on his right.
Just as Ogata planned, after being kicked away by him, this person hit the enemy behind Ogata hard.
The man who was kicked away and the poor man who was directly hit by this "human cannonball" hugged each other tightly and hit the wall of a house on the roadside together.
The already dilapidated wooden house wall shattered, and the fragments of the wall fell into the house along with the two people. Thanks to the blocking of the wall, the two people finally landed.
After taking care of two people with one kick, Ogata glanced at the people around him who were still standing well with calm eyes.
Under Ogata's overwhelming offensive, the musketeers on this narrow street were already in disarray and were on the verge of breaking up.
But at this moment, noisy footsteps suddenly came from the street behind Ogata.
Ogata turned his head and looked back - a large number of musketeers were emerging from the street intersection behind him.
"Reinforcements..." Ogata said calmly, "They came faster than I thought."
Togo's subordinates, whose mentality was about to be broken by Ogata, showed ecstasy after seeing the reinforcements.
"It seems to be someone from Team 5! People from Team 5 are here too!"
"That's great!"
"Cheer up, everyone! Reinforcements are coming! Counterattack! Counterattack!"
The arrival of reinforcements boosted the morale of Dongxiang's remaining subordinates.
The people who came to help were the 3rd Division led by Wan Dongxiang, and the 7th Division arrived at the 5th Division in the neighborhood.
As soon as they arrived, they heard the sound of fighting and hurried over.
In front of him were the remnants of Dongxiang's troops, and behind him were the 5th Division who came for reinforcements. He was already flanked by both sides.
At first glance, the battle situation looked so unfavorable to him, but Ogata's eyes were still so calm.
After taking a calm look at the enemies around him, he made a mistake in his steps and dodged into a nearby private house.
The remnants of Dongxiang are now frightened.
What they had witnessed just now had made the remnants of Dongxiang dare not enter any of the surrounding houses.
The remnants of Togo's troops, who had temporarily lost their command, immediately raised their guns in a nervous manner and fired randomly at the private house that Ogata had just entered.
Don't waste bullets, and don't shoot randomly because of the low rate of fire. Go to hell with these rules.
At this moment, only by aiming at Ogata and "where Ogata is suspected to be" and shooting randomly can they feel safe.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
It wasn't until the people from Group 5 came to them and joined them that Dongxiang's remnants finally stopped shooting.
The door and walls of the innocent victim's house had been beaten into a hornet's nest.
The soldiers of Division 5, who had not yet witnessed Ogata's terrifying force, had the courage to walk into the house that had been turned into a hornet's nest.
Before they entered the house, Dongxiang's remnants specifically reminded the soldiers of Division 5 to be careful when entering the house. Many of their companions died in a sneak attack by Ogata who was hiding in the house.
Because of the reminder from the remnants of Dongxiang, the soldiers of Division 5 were extra cautious when entering the house.
After entering the house at an almost crawling speed, the faces of those who had the courage to enter the house immediately turned ugly - because there was no body of Ogata in the house, not even a drop of blood.
Just when the few soldiers who entered the room to check the situation were preparing to withdraw——
"Ahhhh——!"
Outside the house, the night sky on the street was once again pierced by screams.
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Ogata had already expected that most of the remnants of Dongxiang would not dare to enter any house in this neighborhood, so after ducking into the house next to him, he immediately followed a window in the house and entered another adjacent house.
A private house.
The houses here are next to each other, and the windows are basically close to each other. You can enter the east window of the house next door by climbing through the west window.
This is also one of the important reasons why Ogata chose this place as a battlefield to bury his enemies - the closely adjacent houses made it particularly convenient for Ogata to avoid or move.
Ogata moved from house to house, running in the direction from which Team 5 came.
After running into a house at the end of the 5th team's queue, Ogata stopped.
He stopped playing the little trick of "stabbing people through the wall".
Instead, he directly kicked the door of the house away, then followed the door that flew out, returned to the street, and reappeared at the end of the queue of Group 5.
The knife was swung out for the first time, drawing an arc and slitting the throats of three enemies in one go.
When he swung again, two more people were hit in the vitals.
Soon after, Ogata grabbed the flintlock gun of the person next to him, blasted the person's head with one shot, and then repeated the same trick and drove the empty musket into the mouth of the other person.
This combo is not over yet.
After putting the flintlock into a certain soldier's mouth, Ogata had a brand new weapon in his hand - a hammer.
The flintlock in his hand has a hammer handle.
The soldier stuck in the muzzle is Hammerhead.
Ogata gritted his teeth, exerted force on his legs and waist, swung the "sledgehammer" in his hand horizontally, and smashed the huge "hammer head" into the crowd beside him, knocking over the No. 2 person in one breath.
At this time, Ogata noticed that to his right front, a soldier raised the muzzle of his gun and his index finger was already on the trigger.
Ogata arrived first, raised his hand, grabbed the muzzle of the musket, and lifted it up.
With a "bang" sound, the person hit nothing but air.
Ogata just grabbed the gun and jumped towards the enemy group in front of him.
The man whose gun was grabbed by Ogata could not resist Ogata's great strength. The gun in his hand was snatched away and then thrown away like garbage.
Ogata rose from the ground, flying high over the heads of the two people in front of him like a flying swallow. His sword strikes were as fast as thunder in the air. He flashed twice in a row as Ogata leapt, covering the two people's heavenly spirits.
Open.
The moment he landed smoothly, the wakizashi, who had been hiding in the sheath, was pulled out by Ogata.
Pulling it out, throwing it, the wakizashi shot out from Ogata's hand and plunged deeply into the chest of the enemy who was four steps away from Ogata in front.
The wakizashi pierced the man's heart, and he let out a low whimper of pain, clutching his chest where the sword was hit, and fell to the ground.
And when he fell towards the ground, Ogata strode towards him - coming with killing and death.
The katana is stabbed forward, slashed diagonally, and raised... The katana in Ogata's hand seems to be no longer a knife, but an agile and ferocious python, attacking the enemy flexibly from all angles and taking away the enemy's life.
Those who are attacked are destroyed, those who are attacked are destroyed, those who are attacked are subdued, and no one can stop them.
Walking to the enemy who was stabbed to death by Ogata's wakizashi, Ogata walked 4 steps away for 2 seconds.
In just 2 seconds, Ogata chopped down all 5 enemies standing in front of him.
After 2 seconds, the enemy who was stabbed to death by Wakizashi had not completely fallen to the ground.
Ogata raised his left foot, raised the hilt of the wakizashi's sword with his toes, and lifted it up. The wakizashi and the upper body of the lifeless corpse were raised high, and Ogata bent down and stretched out his left hand.
He grabbed the handle of the wakizashi's sword and pulled the wakizashi back.
Because the piercing point was the heart, after the wakizashi was pulled back, blood spurted out like a fountain.
Ogata did not avoid the blood, and allowed it to splash all over his body. Ogata's body, which had been washed a lot by his "bath" in the canal, was once again covered in blood.
The soldiers have been trying to fight back.
But only four of them could walk side by side, and the streets were too narrow for them to even form a complete gun formation.
And Ogata's fierce attack also gave them the opportunity to launch a spear formation.
They could only fight on their own, and then were defeated by Ogata respectively. In this kind of terrain that was so unfavorable to the enemy, Ogata didn't even need to use the "selfless state".
Ogata kept moving forward, forward, forward.
Follow the street and go straight ahead.
All the enemies who stood in front of Ogata and appeared in front of Ogata died in various ways.
Hacked to death with a knife...
Beaten to death by fists and kicks...
The one whose neck was broken using jujitsu...
Shot in the vital part by a flintlock gun...
His throat was pierced by the empty flintlock...
Ogata has not entered the "selfless state", but his state of mind is now as if he has entered the "selfless state" - he has been calmly thinking about the most efficient way to kill every enemy in front of him.
These enemies, who filled half of the street, were like a surging waterfall, rushing down with majestic momentum.
At the bottom of the waterfall is a lone swordsman.
The swordsman braved the turbulent water of the waterfall and went upstream.
"How can it withstand such turbulent water with only human power?" - Maybe everyone will think so.
However, the reality is so shocking.
The waterfall was cut off by the swordsman, who also used brute force to force it to flow backwards inch by inch.
The waterfall was originally 50 meters long.
But gradually, only 45 meters... 40 meters... 35 meters... were left.
When only half of the water flow in the waterfall was left, new water flow finally came in, making the waterfall become huge again.
But this kind of thing doesn't make much sense.
It just makes the swordsman repeat the whole process of making the waterfall flow backwards.
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More and more soldiers and troops rushed over and threw themselves into the battlefield, into this flesh and blood mill.
This originally quiet neighborhood has now become "busy".
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"Follow me! Go around from the left! Go around from the left! Go around from the side and flank the monster!"
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"Come here with more people! There is almost no one here!"
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"His movements seem to have slowed down. He should be exhausted. The wheel battle has worked! Good opportunity! Attack!"
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"Did you hit him?"
"No, no! It seemed that I was dodged by him and only brushed past his shoulder."
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"Ahhhhhhhhhh-!"
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"Hey! Have you seen anyone from Division 4?"
"Team 4? Team 4 is fighting that monster now! The situation is not optimistic!"
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"No, that monster doesn't seem to get tired at all! Pull back! Everyone, pull back! You can't fight that monster in this place! Everyone, pull back!"
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After Zuemon carried his big naginata and led his subordinates of Division 1 to the place where the fireworks bloomed, he immediately frowned.
He sniffed his nose hard and smelled a bloody smell that was so strong that it almost choked his throat.
Looking forward carefully, there is a neighborhood with extremely low and dilapidated houses in front of us.
This strong smell of blood wafts from this neighborhood.
On the outskirts of this block, and directly in front of Zuoemon, there are many of his acquaintances.
The commander of Group 2, the commander of Group 6, the commander of Group 8... The commanders of five units gathered together and talked to each other solemnly.
"Hey, why are you all standing here? What are you doing?" Zuoemon quickened his pace slightly and strode towards the commanders of each unit.
"Ah, Lord Zuemon." The commander of Division 2 greeted Zuemon with a very ugly expression, "We are in trouble..."
"Shura... is inside." The commander of Division 2 raised his thumb and pointed to the dilapidated neighborhood behind him, "Samaemon-sama, before you arrived, we had already been with Shura in this neighborhood.
There was a fight."
"I'm waiting for...there are heavy casualties..."
The commander of Division 2 gave a brief and concise report on the battle situation so far to Uemon.
After arriving here one after another, various troops poured into this neighborhood and devoted themselves to the encirclement and suppression of Ogata.
Although the terrain in this area is extremely unfavorable to them, they are also full of confidence.
After all, they had an absolute numerical advantage.
Under their fierce attack, under their wheel battle, there should be a few bullets that can hit Ogata, right? No matter how he can fight, he can't be active again after taking a few bullets, right?
They think so optimistically and confidently.
No.
It should be that I was once so optimistic and confidently thinking...
"We besieged Shura from all directions," said the commander of Division 2, "but that monster seems to be tireless. No matter how we besiege him, he can effectively dodge and fight back."
"So far, the only record we have of successfully injuring Shura is that a bullet passed through Ogata's left shoulder and scratched Ogata's left shoulder. However, this was only a minor injury and could not even affect him.
Swing the knife."
"Damn..." the commander of Division 8 said bitterly, "that guy's physical strength is simply not like that of a human being... I really wonder if he can play with women until dawn... carefully
When I think about it, that monster is really enviable..."
No one paid attention to the complaints from the commander of Division 8, and the commander of Division 2 continued to introduce the battle situation to Zuemon in a serious manner.
"The 3rd and 7th divisions suffered heavy losses, the 4th and 5th divisions were almost scrapped, and the rest of the troops also suffered some damage."
"If we continue to fight like this, even if we succeed in taking Shura's head, the price will be too high for us to bear."
"So we all evacuated this neighborhood just now and are thinking about new strategies against the enemy."
"The first strategy we formulated was a fire attack. We would burn the entire block, force Shura out, and fight him in the open area outside the block."
"This is useless." As soon as the commander of Division 2 finished speaking, Zuemon interrupted him, "This is not a building, but an entire city block. To point out this kind of thing is enough."
It's hard to burn down a block of buildings."
"And we don't have enough troops. To use this method to encircle Shura, we need to have enough troops to surround the neighborhood?"
"Only in this way can we ensure that no matter which direction Shura breaks through, he can be surrounded and annihilated as soon as possible."
"We don't have that many troops now."
The commander of Division 2 nodded: "Yes, we think so too, so we are now adopting the second strategy - sending out the most skilled shooters to snipe Shura from a distance."
"Just now we have sent a team of 10 shooters who are good at shooting into the neighborhood to deal with Shura."
"Is there any result?" Zuemon asked.
"We just heard their screams."
“What a concise and concise yet interesting results report.”
The commander of Group 6 scratched his hair vigorously at this time: "So what should we do now? We can't beat him again and again, and we can't force him out of this neighborhood. We can bring the cannon to our formation and bombard him with the cannon.
How’s the neighborhood like?”
"This idea is worse than burning this neighborhood down." The commander of Division 2 left a bitter comment without mercy.
After listening to the report from the commander of Division 2, Zuoemon stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin: "Besieged by so many musketeers, we were still able to be defeated... Our combat power against Shura is not
It was a misjudgment, but a serious misjudgment... I thought that Shura, who had never been abroad, must only be good at close combat with people and not good at dealing with muskets..."
After saying that, Zuemon slowly put down the large naginata on his shoulder.
"Give me 10 shooters who are good at shooting." He said to the commander of Division 2 in an unquestionable tone.
Division 2 Commander: "Samaemon-sama?"
"I will entangle Shura from the front." Zuemon said calmly, "Then let the shooter wait for an opportunity to shoot Shura to death. This method should be the best and most suitable method for us at present. The only way is to pick a strong hand to entangle Shura from the front.
Only in this way can the shooter be left with enough shooting opportunities.”
"And among all the people present, except for me, the 'Demon', there should be no one else who can entangle Shura from the front."
"Sir, Lord Zuoemon." The commander of Division 2 quickly asked, "Isn't this too dangerous?"
"There is nothing dangerous!" Zuemon grinned, "The most dangerous thing is not being able to complete Toyotomi-sama's mission! Stop talking nonsense and get me 10 shooters who are good at shooting!"
After hearing the words "Toyotomi-sama" from Zuoemon's mouth, all the commanders' expressions became serious.
And Zuemon also added at this time:
"What's more, besides the method I proposed, can you come up with any more effective strategies?"
Everyone looked at each other for a while.
If they could come up with a better strategy, they wouldn't have been looking so sad just now.
"...I understand." The commander of Division 2 took the lead in nodding.
After a while, 10 carefully selected marksmen lined up in a neat queue in front of the left and right gate.
"Very good." Zuemon nodded with satisfaction, "Follow me!"
He led the 10 sharpshooters and strode into the block in front of him.
After entering the neighborhood, the intensity of the smell of blood instantly increased.
The closer you go to the central area, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.
"Ahhhh..."
Ruoyouruowu screams floated in suddenly from the distance.
Left and Right Gate raised his eyebrows, whispered to the shooter behind him, "Follow closely," and then quickened his pace to follow the direction of the scream.
The houses on both sides of the street passed quickly behind him.
After turning another corner, Zuemon suddenly stepped on something soft.
I looked down - it was a bloody corpse.
After Yakumon glanced at the corpse at his feet, he slowly raised his gaze and let his gaze travel from his feet to the street intersection in front of him.
There is nothing else within the field of vision, only corpses.
The street beneath his feet was littered with corpses in various forms of death.
The blood merges into one piece, forming rivers of blood and fountains of blood.
The sharpshooters behind Left and Right Gate looked at the hellish scene in front of them, and their faces all turned pale. Some of them even felt their stomach acid surging, and almost vomited out the contents of their stomachs.
"We've arrived at the battlefield..." Zuemon whispered softly.
“Ahhhhh——!”
The screams came again.
The sound that came this time was extremely close.
It came from the left side of the street ahead.
The left and right guards tightened the large naginata in their hands and ran straight towards the intersection ahead, regardless of the corpses at their feet.
Arriving at the intersection, he turned around and looked to the left. The scene that caught his eyes made Zuemon, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, stunned.
A swordsman was shaking his blood, shaking off the blood stains attached to his sword.
However, there was too much blood and fat attached to the blade. Even if the blood vibrated, the blade was still red, as if it had been dyed with red paint.
Under his feet was a sea of corpses.
The street where the swordsman was located was filled with countless corpses. The number was so large that it was difficult to even imagine what kind of fierce battle had taken place in this place just now.
The swordsman discovered Zuoemon, and he slowly turned his head and pointed his face at Zuoemon.
Just a young swordsman with a slender figure - that's what anyone would think until they see this swordsman's eyes with their own eyes.
When he and the swordsman looked at each other, Romaemon was stunned for a moment and lost his mind for a moment.
It's obviously just the line of sight from a pair of eyes, but it's more dazzling than the sun's rays and makes it difficult to look directly at it.
Holding a sword covered in dried blood, he stood calmly on top of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. It was so sharp that the word "cutting" could be used to describe it. It seemed that he was looking at the left and right gates with disparaging eyes, and then said nothing.
Quietly, he held the knife in front of him.
Under the moonlight, the tip of the sword reflected a sharp light that was not inferior to the swordsman's sight.
This posture is really like a ghost, like a Shura.
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