With such a tall and muscular body, Uemon is naturally one of the most conspicuous beings in the room.
Therefore, naturally many people witnessed Iemon's defeat at the first time.
A very few people plan to save Zuemon. Of course, only a very few people.
Their total number... is only about 5,6 people.
After the others saw Zuemon being defeated so quickly, they only fled more desperately in a direction where Ogata could not be seen.
The 5 or 6 people who tried to rush up to rescue Zuoemon naturally could not have the ability to rescue Zuoemon. As soon as they rushed within Ogata's attack range, they were easily relieved by Ogata.
They all fell to the ground.
For those who dare to approach him, Ogata has always refused to come...
If one comes, kill one; if a pair comes, kill both.
This forest at this time can be regarded as a true interpretation of what "thousands of horses galloping" means.
Although what is galloping now is not a "horse", but a "human".
Neither the musketeers nor the ninjas of Iga lack rigorous training.
The former's instructor is a professional officer hired from the British Army, and the latter, as a ninja, will naturally have a lot of training.
But their performance seemed to be inferior to the more than 100 guards of Matsudaira Gennai.
The guards of Matsudaira Gennai fought to the end to protect Matsudaira Gennai.
At this time, the musketeers of the Toyotomi Army and the Iga ninjas suffered only less than 20% casualties, and they were completely defeated.
Looking at it this way, it seems that the guards of Matsudaira Gennai are more elite, but this account cannot be calculated that way.
When Ogata fought bloody battles with the guards of Gennai Matsudaira, in the middle and late stages of the battle, he was already covered in bruises and could not even stand firmly. He looked like he was dying and might fall down at any time. The stimulation of Gennai Matsudaira's heavy reward, and
Under the Bushido brainwashing, his guards always had the illusion that "this man is dying! I have a chance to kill him!"
It was this illusion that supported Gennai Matsudaira's guards to fight to the last man, with very few escapees.
And what kind of situation are faced by the musketeers of the Toyotomi Army and the Iga ninjas?
Ogata was still holding a big living person in his arms, but his movements were still as fast as flying.
With one hand holding people and the other holding a knife, he can kill them like melons and vegetables.
More than 200 people on his side fired rounds at him, but the bullets fired were either dodged or deflected with knives.
So far in the battle, Ogata has been unscathed, and several extremely powerful people have appeared to reinforce Ogata. The commanders on his side have almost been killed, and no one can command them anymore.
After witnessing this situation with your own eyes, what kind of fighting spirit do you still have? What kind of fighting spirit do you still have?
The hundreds of surviving musketeers and Iga ninjas scattered into countless groups and fled in different directions.
Ogata did not pursue those fleeing people.
Firstly, it was because the enemy was scattered into so many groups that even with the help of Genichi and the others, he would not be able to catch up.
Secondly, it's because there's no point in chasing down these little minions.
"Well...well..."
With his arms cut off, Uemon fell to his knees with pain on his face.
Ogata had been carefully observing Zuemon's injuries.
The large wounds on Yeemon's body and shoulders slowly sprouted red strands of flesh.
The repair speed of red shredded meat is extremely slow.
After a while, all the wounds on the body, including the shoulders, were repaired.
Perhaps it was due to the excessive blood loss, but Maemon's face and lips were horribly pale.
Ogata glanced at Zuemon's bare shoulders, which no longer had any arms hanging on them.
"...It seems that you have not grown a new pair of arms. The repair speed of your wounds has slowed down a lot compared to before. It seems that after giving you enough damage, the repair speed of your wounds will really improve.
It’s getting slower and slower.”
Just now, when Zuoemon was risking his life to buy time for the Musketeers to regroup, Ogata had already noticed that the recovery speed of Zuoemon's wounds was getting slower and slower.
But now, this has been confirmed for sure.
His arms were gone, and his defeat was certain, but Zuemon's eyes had not completely lost any of their sparkle.
He raised his head, glared at Ogata fiercely, and then suddenly jumped towards his big naginata that fell beside him.
While jumping high, he tilted his head back hard.
He planned to commit suicide by banging his head on the blade of the naginata.
Iemon's plan worked out beautifully.
But the success of his plan depends on whether his speed can exceed Ogata's reaction speed.
Can Saemon's speed be faster than Ogata's current reaction speed?
Isn't this question obvious...
Bang!
As soon as Zuoemon jumped up, Ogata flew up and kicked Zuoemon hard in the belly. He kicked Zuoemon several steps away before his huge body finally landed on the ground.
"Ahhhh..."
Just after Zuoemon screamed a few syllables, Ouri came to Zuoemon with a single arrow, raised his hand and aimed at Zuoemon's neck and hit him hard, causing Zuoemon to shout before he could.
The scream was swallowed back in his stomach, and then he rolled his eyes and passed out.
After dealing with the left and right gates, Ogata raised his eyes and looked to his left and right.
The surroundings, which had been noisy since the battle began, finally became quiet.
The musketeers and Iga ninjas who were still alive were basically all gone now.
"Ayi!"
"Ittosai-sama!"
"Ogata-kun!"
"Brother Ogata!"
A variety of shouts were heard from Ogata's side at this time.
I really encountered too many things tonight.
At this moment, after going through all kinds of hardships, he finally saw these familiar faces, and Ogata felt that he had mixed emotions.
"None of you are hurt, right?" he asked loudly at Atachi and the others who were running towards him.
Ogata knew in his heart that the series of things he encountered tonight were far from being able to come to a successful conclusion.
But after seeing the people running towards him quickly, Ogata's face still showed an uncontrollable smile of relief.
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"Huh...! Huh...! Huh...!"
"Hey, where are we now?"
"Who knows! Anyway, just run as far as possible!"
The three Iga ninjas looked back at the battlefield behind them where there was almost no sound anymore. They had just escaped from the battlefield, and they fled to the southwest in a hurry.
One of them accidentally fell to the ground because he was running too fast. He was covered in mud and nosebleeds flowed out of his nostrils. However, he just casually wiped the bleeding nostril and continued to run forward.
I didn’t even dare to stop and pat the dust off my body.
The physical strength of the three of them was almost the same, so they almost exhausted their energy at the same time.
The three people were holding on to the big tree next to them in an imageless manner, with their mouths wide open, breathing in the fresh air around them.
After a long while, they managed to straighten their breathing and barely allowed their mouths to speak again.
"Escape to...ha...here...ha...should be enough...ha..."
"They all escaped... ha... so far away... ha... that Shura... shouldn't be chasing us all the way... ha... just for... ha... to kill the three of us... ha...
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"A little... ha... let's sit down and rest for a while..." Someone leaned on the big tree behind him without any image, and sat down on the ground, "Now... I don't even have an inch..."
"What are you three doing here?"
A sound that reminded people of the severe winter ice and snow suddenly sounded from above the heads of the three people.
The three people who were resting against the tree felt as if they had been struck by lightning. Their bodies froze and their eyes widened.
They hurriedly followed the sound and raised their heads. Standing in the leaves of a big tree above them was an old man who was perhaps the most familiar to them Iga ninjas... in the world.
"Lord Yoshihisa!"*3
The three people, whose cheeks turned pale, hurriedly knelt down and saluted the old man who was standing on the tree.
The old man standing on the tree at this time was none other than Yoshihisa, who was almost defeated by Genichi not long ago and managed to escape from Ryushui Temple due to good luck.
After escaping from Ryūsui Temple, Yoshihisa first managed to gather the remaining ninjas who had escaped from Ryūsui Temple, and asked these ninjas to go to the 9th Division, 12th Division, 13th Division, and 15th Division that are currently scattered throughout Osaka.
The squad conveyed the order "Ryūsui-ji Temple has been invaded, stand by and be alert", and then rushed to the northwest of Osaka in person, intending to join the army headed by Zuemon.
By then, with a large army to rely on, we can take our time, whether we try to recapture Longshui Temple or stay put and wait and see what happens.
But unexpectedly, after arriving in the northwest of Osaka, the army did not find him. Instead, they found three subordinates who were running hastily.
An unknown premonition emerged from the bottom of Jijiu's heart.
Yoshihisa made a mistake in his steps and jumped down from the tree, landing firmly in front of the three ninjas whose breathing became even faster than when they first stopped to rest.
"What happened?" Jijiu asked in a stern tone.
The fear of Yoshihisa is engraved in the bones of every Iga ninja.
As soon as Yoshihisa finished speaking, the three ninjas hurriedly told Yoshihisa everything they had witnessed and experienced personally.
From the moment they discovered Ogata's traces, to how they were defeated by Ogata, who was in a coma one moment, but seemed to be possessed by the god of war the next, and the whole army was defeated.
After listening to the stories of these three ninjas, Yoshihisa's expression immediately became... extremely difficult to describe with a single word.
Pour a basin of hot water on his face, and it will feel like the basin of hot water will immediately turn into ice water, and the water stains remaining on his cheeks will turn into ice slag. This is Jijiu's current face and expression.
"So... you are saying that the army has been completely defeated by Ogata Ittousai?"
The three ninjas nodded like garlic.
"What about Saemon?!" Yoshihisa's voice rose several tones at once, "Where is Saemon now?"
"I, I didn't see where Lord Zuemon went..."
"I only saw Lord Zuemon running away to the northeast... As for what happened to him after that... I don't know..."
Two of them mumbled like this.
Only one person hesitated for a while and said:
"I... saw Lord Zuemon..."
"He was caught up by Shura..."
"Shura easily defeated Lord Zuemon."
"Sama-sama's arms were cut off by Shura..."
"As for what happens next...I don't know..."
The three of them's behavior of escaping from the battlefield was an act of escaping from the battlefield.
Regarding how to deal with those who escape from battle, Iga no Sato has always had an extremely complete set of punishment methods.
Feeling guilty, they kept their heads low from beginning to end, not daring to raise their heads to look at Jijiu.
They only heard... since just now, there has been a "squeaking" sound of the palm being grasped with force, and a "clicking" sound of the finger joints being rubbed...
These sounds were like heavy hammers, hitting their hearts, causing their heartbeats to speed up uncontrollably, and cold sweat to break out uncontrollably from all parts of their skin.
The body of one of them even trembled slightly with fear...
But just when they were all mentally prepared to be severely punished by Jijiu
"...Everyone, please raise your heads."
The sound of grasping palms and the friction of joints stopped at this moment.
The three people, with a faint look of astonishment on their faces, quietly looked at each other.
"I want you all to raise your heads!" Jijiu's voice suddenly rose.
"Yes, yes!"*3
The three people who raised their heads saw a face looking down at them expressionlessly.
"You should have been severely punished for running away from battle."
Jijiu's voice was neither urgent nor slow, neither high nor low.
"However, it was the misjudgment of the enemy's strength that led to the corruption of the battle, not that you were not brave enough."
"Therefore, your escape is excusable."
"That's why I won't give you a heavy punishment. I'll change the heavy punishment to a small one. As for the specific punishment, we'll talk about it later."
Jijiu's simple words made the three people's faces change from cloudy to sunny like magic.
Before the three of them could express their thanks loudly, they heard Jijiu continue:
"Hurry up and stand up. I have a new task for you now."
"You come with me to search and gather all the remaining soldiers."
"We can bring back as many people as we can bring back."
After hearing Jijiu's words, someone was stunned, and then couldn't help but asked:
"Lord Yoshijiu, are we...going to fight back and fight Shura again?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the bodies of the other two people immediately trembled slightly.
"……No."
Jijiu sighed heavily.
"The Musketeers suffered heavy casualties. If we continue to fight Ogata Ittousai... we have almost no chance of winning."
"The entire army will first withdraw from Osaka, retreat to Mount Koya, and join forces with Lord Toyotomi and the army deployed in Mount Koya!"
"We will make long-term plans after meeting with Toyotomi-sama!"
"But... in this case..." This time another person couldn't help but say, "Our 'Osaka Spring Formation and Provoking Operation' tonight... won't it fail...?"
"It's half a failure." Yoshihisa corrected, "We have perfectly accomplished the goal of completely paralyzing the administrative capabilities of Osaka Prefecture during the Osaka Spring Formation."
"It's just that the war against Xu failed."
"It's not your juniors' turn to worry about this matter."
"I will explain it carefully to Toyotomi-sama later."
"Stop talking nonsense here, stand up quickly and follow me to gather the remaining soldiers."
"Yes, yes!"*3
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The Buddhist temple where Osaka, Atachi, and Genichi hid before
"How's it going? Is the linen tied tightly?" Azuki gently pulled the linen wrapped around Shimada's leg wound.
Just now, Shimada told Azuki that the linen on his legs was tied a little tight and asked Azuki to help him tie it again.
"Well... much better, thank you." Shimada cast a grateful look at Azuki, then gently moved his body to a more comfortable lying position.
After helping Shimada re-tie the linen on his legs, Azuki turned to look at Asai, who was holding his side that had been burned by the fire wave of the explosion with one hand and leaning against the window, constantly peeping out of the window.
"How's it going?" Ashu asked, "Have Miss Atachi and the others come back?"
Asai answered straightforwardly and concisely in a slightly weak tone: "No."
"Ah... my waist hurts..."
At this time, an old groan sounded from Ashu's side.
"Master Feng...do you want me to rub your waist?"
"No need..." Feng Mo was lying on his side next to Azhu in a weird posture, "This is an old problem of mine... As long as I lie down for a while, the pain will go away... Ah... it hurts so much...
"
"If you still feel pain after that, just call me. If I rub your waist, your waist should feel better."
"Well, thank you...Azhu, you are such a good boy..."
"No need to say that, after all, apart from these, there is nothing else I can do..."
After laughing a few times, Azhu's attention was suddenly drawn to a group of conversations next to him.
"Miss Chuguang, I'm really sorry for you..."
"What's wrong? Are you suddenly apologizing to me?"
"When you decided to blow up Jijiu and the others, the task you gave me was not to stay outside Longshui Temple and be ready to come to meet you at any time..."
"Well, what then?"
"Then I kept waiting for you outside Longshui Temple, but I couldn't wait for you to come out... I thought something had happened to you at that time..."
"You are right, something happened to me."
"Then I thought: I might as well rush in to find you. But I only have the courage to dream, not the courage to practice... I kept shouting in my heart to rush in to find you, but in the end I couldn't move my feet... It just kept going like this.
After waiting for a while until there were strange noises coming from the temple, I finally mustered up the courage to enter the temple..."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. I'm very moved by your desire to save me. And, look, didn't you manage to muster up the courage to come to Longshui Temple to find me in the end? You've already
He is braver than many people."
Ashu turned his head and looked at the host of this conversation, a man and a woman, who were huddled in the corner.
This man and woman are Hatsumi and Shibata.
Shibata hung his head in frustration.
Hatsumi, on the other hand, had a gentle smile on her face and patted Shibata on the head with gentle movements like soothing a puppy.
Looking at the man and the woman... to be more precise, when he looked at Chu Guang, Azhu immediately revealed... an expression that was extremely hesitant.
After looking at Chu Guang for a few times, A Zhu quickly looked away.
But then, I couldn't help but raise my eyes to see the first light.
After repeating this several times, she seemed to have made up her mind. She gritted her teeth, stood up suddenly, and strode to Chu Guang.
"That, that..."
Azhu's voice was trembling.
Her tone was filled with complex emotions composed of excitement, nervousness, etc. uncontrollably.
"Excuse me...are you Ajiu?"
Azhu's sentence is a rhetorical question.
"You are Ajiu, right?"
Immediately after the rhetorical question just now, there was a shout that seemed to let out the emotions that had been accumulated in the body for many years in one breath.
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