I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

An hour after the attack on the 1st Army camp——

"My lord! My lord! What should we do now?", "My lord! Please issue an order!", "My lord! What should we do with the corpses of my lord Sheng Tianmu?", "My lord..."...

Kuroda's hands, which Ogata forcibly tore off the skin of their palms, have now undergone a simple treatment. Both palms have been treated with medicine, and wrapped in thick sackcloth.

There are no painkillers in this era, Kuroda now only feels like he is holding a large wooden splinter in his hands, the pain makes Kuroda grin.

But compared to the pain in his palms, what troubled Kuroda more now was the "pain" in his head.

Looking at the generals who surrounded him, talking to each other, twittering, asking him for instructions, Kuroda felt like his head was about to explode.

The camp was attacked by Ogata Yidaosai—this was already an hour ago.

Kuroda can assure you - this is definitely the longest hour he has ever spent in his life... Although only an hour has passed, it feels like a whole day has passed.

Kuroda felt cold sweat all over just thinking about the many things that happened in this hour...

In this short period of one hour, Kuroda has successively experienced three states: "blank head", "must up fighting spirit", and "exhausted".

Let's talk about the blankness of the head first - after seeing Sheng Tianmu and Tiandao being killed by Ogata like chopping melons and vegetables, Kuroda's head at that time directly "buzzed" and became blank.

It is difficult to understand the situation in front of you, and it is difficult to think.

At that time, he only made the most instinctive reaction as a creature - to survive.

He dragged his best friend Qiuyue, who was seriously injured, desperately away from Ogata and fled, and loudly ordered the guards who were supposed to guard the coach's tent to stop Ogata and buy him and Qiuyue some time to escape. and opportunity.

Fortunately, Kasuga, the general sent by Sheng Tianmu to mobilize the troops, finally arrived at the battlefield with archers and iron gunners.

And Ogata Ittosai seems to have no intention of fighting with Qiuyue who has lost his fighting spirit and fighting power. After seeing the archer and iron gunner appear, he retreats without a trace.

Sheng Tianmu is the general of their first army. Sheng Tianmu was killed, almost equivalent to the brains of their first army being cut off directly.

So after Sheng Tianmu was killed in battle, their first army simply lost a brain responsible for overall planning and command.

Sheng Tianmu, Tiandao died in battle, Qiuyue was seriously injured, and Kuroda directly became the highest-ranking general of the First Army.

Faced with the leaderless situation after Sheng Tianmu's death, Kuroda decided to bite the bullet and muster up his fighting spirit after a fierce ideological struggle. heavy responsibility.

After temporarily taking over Sheng Tianmu's position, Kuroda immediately issued two orders--send people to the top hiding place, and organize people to search around

It's not hard to guess why Ogata Yidao Zhai broke into the camp so suddenly - most likely he came for Mogami.

It's a pity that Kuroda was one step too late in the end.

After the people he sent arrived at the top hiding place, they only saw corpses all over the ground, and the top corpse happened to be one of the corpses everywhere...

The bad news is not over yet—not long after Kuroda received the bad news that Mogami was dead, he received another piece of bad news: a strange ashigaru appeared at the "South Stable".

After this foot light stole a horse from the "South Stable", he rode the horse and fled towards the outside of the camp.

The strange ashigaru, the stealing of the horse, and the escape from the camp—these three elements are superimposed together, and it is difficult for Kuroda to be alert to this ashigaru.

Realizing that this "Ashigaru" is very likely to be Kuroda pretending to be Ogata, he immediately sent down an order: stop this "Ashigaru" from riding his horse and leave the camp.

It's a pity - Kuroda was one step too late...

At that time, the order of the camp had not yet been restored, so the transmission of information was extremely inefficient.

When the news of "a strange 'Ashigaru' stealing a horse leaving the camp" reached Kuroda's ears, Ogata was about to leave the camp.

When Kuroda gave the order to intercept, Ogata had already left the camp with his men and horses...

After learning that "Ashigaru" had left the camp one step too late, Kuroda's mood...was hard to describe in words.

Thinking that this "Ashigaru" was most likely Ogata Ittosai's disguise, and after this "Ashigaru" had escaped from the camp, Kuroda felt the blood all over his body rushing to his head...

This is the end of the matter, and it won't help... Kuroda can only suppress his exhaustion, pull himself together, and continue to preside over the work.

After that, Kuroda rectified the order of the camp bit by bit, and rummaged through the camp inch by inch, looking for Ogata Yidaosai.

However... the entire camp was searched several times inside and out, and the entire camp was almost turned upside down, but Ogata Yidao Zhai could not be found.

Kuroda had to admit this fact - Ogata Ittosai should have left here...

At this moment, the order in the camp has basically been restored.

At this moment, most of the senior generals in the camp gathered in the commander's tent, asking Kuroda what to do like headless chickens.

At this moment, facing the anxious faces in front of him, Kuroda only felt exhausted.

Previously, Kuroda had only commanded 1,000 people at most.

Leading an army of 3000, and still dealing with this kind of mess - this has exceeded the limit of Kuroda's ability.

Kuroda, who was slumped on the ponytail, like a man who lost his soul, silently listened to the "instruction requests" from the generals in front of him for a while, and then he stammered, his head was about to shut down: " In short, in short, now... let's count the casualties first, and count the losses..."

Before Kuroda could finish his words, a male voice with a neutral tone suddenly sounded from outside the tent:

"Taking casualties—that's really the first thing to do right now."

"But in addition to counting the casualties, we must not forget to strengthen our vigilance."

"The behavior of 'Executioner Yidao Zhai' has always been unreasonable and incomprehensible."

"Don't ignore the possibility of him coming back suddenly."

As soon as the male voice sounded, everyone in the camp showed shock, and then turned their heads to look at the tent.

"My lord!" Kuroda was the first to exclaim.

Songping Dingxin copied his hands, lifted the curtain of the tent, and walked slowly into the tent.

All the generals in the camp got up one after another and saluted Matsudaira Sadanobu

Matsudaira Sadanobu waved his hand, motioning for everyone to excuse themselves.

"I know exactly what happened." Matsudaira Sadanobu slowly put down his hand signaling to the generals in the camp to excuse themselves.

Just now, Matsudaira Sadanobu has learned from others what happened in the camp in the past hour.

I learned that I was born and died in battle with my third eye.

I learned that I searched all over the camp and couldn't find Ogata Yidao Zhai.

Listening to one bad news after another, Matsudaira Sadanobu's reaction was very flat.

He didn't even frown, as if Sheng Tianmu's death in battle and Ogata Yidaosai's escape were not big things worth mentioning.

After knowing that most of the senior generals in the army gathered at the commander's camp to discuss the matter, Matsudaira Sadanobu silently took Tachibana to the commander's camp.

Because Tachibana is not qualified to enter the coach's tent, so at this time he is waiting silently outside the tent.

"Calm down, Kuroda-kun." Matsudaira Sadayuki looked at Kuroda calmly, "Don't panic because of such a trivial matter."

"You look so ugly now."

Hearing Matsudaira Sadanobu's reprimand in a flat tone, Kuroda's face immediately showed shame at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm very sorry..." Kuroda whispered, "I made you laugh..."

"Just apologize to me." Matsudaira Sadanobu continued to say in a tone that was neither salty nor bland, as if there was no emotion contained, "Instead of apologizing to me, it is better to focus on the rectification of the army. "

"Cheer up and show off the spirit of a samurai from the Sendai Domain."

As for Matsudaira Sadanobu... No, it should be said that his whole body seems to be haunted by magic.

After the generals in the camp saw Matsudaira Sadanobu entering the tent with a calm face and folded hands, they felt a little calmer in their flustered hearts.

There is a feeling of having a backbone.

And after Kuroda heard Matsudaira Sadanobu's mild rebuke just now, he felt ashamed at first, and then—he rekindled his fighting spirit.

The rationality in my mind that had turned into a "mixed ball of wool" was combed one by one to form a clear parallel line.

Under Matsudaira Sadanobu's reprimand and encouragement, Kuroda, whose state quickly recovered, took several deep breaths——

"Haruhi, I will leave it to you to count the casualties. I not only need to know how many people were killed or injured, but also how many supplies were lost."

"Yokoyama, go to the Second Army yourself and tell Master Inamori everything that happened here."

"Tancun, you will continue to lead people to search around the camp..."

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Kuroda issued military orders one after another in an orderly manner.

And the panic and anxiety on the faces of the generals in the battalion gradually disappeared as Kuroda issued military orders one by one.

The heavy atmosphere that originally filled the air in the tent also slowly faded away.

One of the characteristics of the "organization" is that "as long as the leader has no problems, many problems are easy to talk about."

This feature is especially evident in the army, so there was a saying in ancient China that "one soldier is raging, and the general is raging".

Matsudaira Sadanobu quietly looked at the generals in front of him.

Gently nodding.

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The camp where Machi and the others hid——

Gudong Gudong...

A large pot stood next to the hunting lodge, and the clear water in the pot was bubbling and bubbling.

Aizan sat beside the cauldron, adjusting the heat.

At this time, Ashley suddenly emerged from the nearby hunting lodge.

As soon as Ahili came out, Aizan immediately stopped the work of controlling the fire, and asked Ahili urgently:

"How? How is Machi-san doing now?"

"Except that the body is still a little hot, everything is fine..." Ashley sighed softly.

"It's normal to have a fever." Aizan reassured, "According to my experience, it is normal to have a slight fever after suffering such a serious injury. As long as the wound is not inflamed or suppurated, it will be fine."

Since Ogata's sudden departure last night, Aizan and Ahili have followed Ogata's instructions to take care of Ding.

Although it was called taking care of them, the two actually did nothing.

Ah-ding has been sleeping and has not woken up for a long time, so all Aizan and Ahili can do is to wipe off the sweat on Ah-ding's body.

In order to avoid suspicion, Ahiri did all the work of wiping Ah Ding's sweat, while Aizan was only responsible for rough work such as carrying water and cooking.

Ashley looked up at the sky, with a look of sadness on his face: "It's almost noon... Why hasn't Mr. Mashima come back... He should... There will be no accidents... What is he doing? Where did you go……"

"...Don't think about it so much." Aizan said softly, "Mr. Mashima may come back soon. It's almost noon now, it's time to prepare lunch."

After finishing speaking, Aizan stood up.

"Ahili, this pot of hot water is almost ready, you can put out the fire."

"Yeah." Ashley nodded, "Be careful on the road."

Aizan picked up his bow and arrow and went into the nearby woods.

After Aizan left, Ahili followed Aizan's instructions, pushed aside the firewood under the pot, stomped it out, and then sat by the pot, staring at the boiling water in the pot, in a daze.

Last night, Ashley hardly closed his eyes all night, and has been taking care of Ah Ding personally.

Now that he is free, Ashley only feels exhaustion rising like a tide... Eyelids are starting to get heavier...

Just when Ashley was about to sit up and doze off, a strange sound suddenly sounded from behind her.

This abnormal noise was no stranger to Ashley, she heard it every day during this time—it was the sound of horseshoes.

As soon as the sound of horseshoes came to Ahili's ears, the drowsiness that had almost occupied his whole body disappeared immediately.

Like a spring on her butt, she jumped up from the ground, grabbed her own bow and arrow next to her, and then turned her head to look in the direction of the sound of horseshoes, as if she was about to confront a bear or a wolf. ——At the end of the line of sight, there is a man and a horse.

The man on the horse was half lying on the horse's back, driving the horse under his crotch and slowly leaning towards Ahili.

Seeing this person and horse, the expression on Ahili's face changed a lot.

The expression on her face froze at first.

Then, the frozen expression quickly turned into a look of surprise.

While the color of surprise appeared on her face, Ahili immediately lifted her vigilance.

"Mr. Mashima! (Ainu language)"

This person and one horse are exactly the Ogata and Radish that Ashley is familiar with.

Ahili threw away the bow and arrow in his hand, and quickly walked towards Ogata.

"Mr. Mashima! You are finally back! Seriously, where did you go... Ah! Mr. Mashima! What happened to the blood on your body? (Ainu language)"

It was far away just now, and Ashley didn't see clearly.

After getting closer, Ahili realized——Ogata's current appearance is quite scary.

The clothes were splattered with blood and stains of various colors—these bloodstains and stains occupied nearly 50% of the clothes on Ogata's body.

"Mashima-san, your clothes...how did they become like this...? Are you okay? You look tired...(Ainu)"

Of course Ogata couldn't understand the Ainu language that Ahili spoke.

But based on Ahili's expression and tone, he could roughly guess that Ahili was concerned about him.

Ogata showed a smile at Ashili, and then said intermittently in the Ainu language he only knew: "I'm fine. (Ainu language)"

"How is Ah-ding now? Is she sleeping? Where's Aizan? Why didn't you see him?"

Ahiri couldn't understand Ogata's Japanese, but from Ogata's words just now, he heard the two names "Amachi" and "Aizan".

Ahili pointed to the hunting lodge not far away, then closed his eyes, folded his hands behind his head, and made a "sleep" gesture.

Then Ahili pointed to the woods next to him, and then made a gesture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow.

After understanding Ashley's "sign language", Ogata heaved a sigh of relief, as if relieved.

"Are you still sleeping... that's good... If she sees my bloody 'human beheading' posture, she will definitely be punished..."

After all, Ogata looked down at his blood-stained and stained clothes, subconsciously showing a helpless expression.

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"Okay! Got it!"

Aizan held a rabbit's hind legs upside down and lifted it upside down.

As soon as the rabbit started to struggle, Aizan quickly grabbed its head with one hand and crushed the rabbit's head.

Looking at the fat rabbit in his hand, Aizan showed a satisfied expression and looked up and down.

But—very suddenly, Aizan frowned suddenly.

Afterwards, Aizan threw away the fat rabbit in his hand at an extremely fast speed, rolled on the ground, and rolled to the back of a big rock not far away, then drew the bow and pointed the arrow at the big rock not far away. A large area of ​​dense bushes nearly half the height of a person.

"Come out." Aizan said in a deep voice, "If you don't come out, I will shoot the arrow."

As an "old hunter", Aizan's body and bones are no longer as good as before, but the eyesight, hearing and other abilities honed through decades of hunting career will not simply regress.

Just now, Aizan heard a strange noise in the bushes not far away.

With his rich hunting experience, he recognized it instantly—this is not a sound that animals can make.

Hearing Aizan's blatant threat, the bush fell silent at first.

Then there was a rustling sound.

Two figures slowly stood up from the bushes.

Looking at the two people who appeared from the bushes, Aizan's pupils shrank slightly: "Are you——?!"

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Red Moon Fortress——

On the wooden wall of the Red Moon Fortress, there are always people standing on it and guarding it.

Beware of unrelated people—especially curious children who climb the walls, but also beware of outsiders approaching their homes.

On a corner of the outer city wall of the Red Moon Fortress, several young men with bows meticulously swept their eyes back and forth outside, carefully watching for outsiders approaching.

At this time, a certain young man suddenly pointed out, and shouted loudly:

"Look! Someone is coming this way on a dog sled!"

As soon as the young man yelled, the people around him looked in the direction the young man was pointing at—they saw a dog sled approaching them at a very fast speed.

Unidentified persons approaching on dog sleds - word spread through the walls at breakneck speed.

Everyone on the city wall was quietly waiting for the sled to approach, to see who was coming, and at the same time silently prepared to fight at any time.

The sleigh is fast.

After a while, everyone on the city wall saw clearly the appearance of the person riding in the sleigh cart—it was a Kazuto.

A very old Kazuto with graying hair and beard.

Just when everyone on the city wall was wondering "why would such an old Kazuto come here in a sledge", they heard the old Kazuto on the sled speak towards the city wall in very standard Ainu language. they shouted:

"Please rest assured! I have no malicious intentions!"

"Please tell Chanup! Just tell him: Tang God is here!"

This old man's voice was very loud, and even though there was still a distance of about 200 meters, everyone on the city wall could still hear this old man's shout clearly.

Hearing the old man's shout, everyone on the city wall looked at each other in blank dismay.

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"It's really difficult..."

Sitting cross-legged in his home, Chanup smoked a cigarette vigorously while closing his eyes and thinking hard.

As the manager of the Red Moon Fortress, Chanup has to deal with a lot of family matters every day.

Like now - now there is a very troublesome trifle befalling Chanup's head.

There was a young man who married a wife 4 years ago and gave birth to a son. However, after the son grew up, the young man felt that the son did not look like himself...

On the question of "whether this is my real son or not", the young man had numerous violent quarrels with his wife and his wife's family.

Because the quarrel was too intense and had too much influence, Chanup had to come forward to resolve the matter.

Now Chanup is thinking hard about how to deal with this matter.

But at this moment - a burly man opened the curtain and quickly entered Chanup's house.

As soon as he entered Chanup's house, the burly man immediately said to Chanup:

"Chanup. There's something... something that should qualify as an emergency."

"What's the matter?" Chanup put down the bong in his hand, and looked at the burly man in front of him.

"There is a very old Kazuto, Yu just approached us on a dog sled."

"A very old Kazuto?" Chanup frowned slightly.

"Well, yes. After the old man approached, he said to the guards on the city wall: 'Please go and tell Chanup, and tell him: Tang God is here.'."

It's like magic.

After hearing the name "God of Soup", the expression on Chanup's face suddenly changed as if by magic.

The frown that was originally just slightly frowned, but after hearing the name "Tang Shen", the slightly frowned brow instantly turned into a tight frown. Because the brows were too tightly frowned, the eyes narrowed accordingly, as if they had disappeared .

"Master Chanup, who is that man? Is he your friend?" The burly man asked back.

Chanup did not immediately answer the burly man's question.

He only picked up the bong, took another puff of cigarette silently, and then said slowly:

"...let him in and bring him to me."

"Eh?"

"I said: let him in, bring him to me."

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It's almost 1 o'clock in the morning before the update is released... I'm guilty, I'm guilty...

In order to apologize, let me share some cold knowledge with you!

The author of "I Became a Swordsman in Ancient Japan" (also known as: Iktozai), Somenomi, his favorite animal is a bear.

KUMA~~