I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

The name of Scruucci's superior was originally "Daniel Mikhail Alexander".

But the book friend "White Porcelain Chessman" introduced: The format of names in Russia is "first name-father name-surname", and this person's name is not strong enough. For example, "Daniel" should be pronounced "Daninovs" in Russia. base".

So the correct name of this person should be "Alexander Mikhailnovich Daninovsky".

I really don't know much about Russian name culture, so I am very grateful to this book friend, I have also been taught.

Therefore, the name of this Alexander has been changed to "Alexander Mikhailnovich Daninovsky" since this chapter-although this person has no role to play...

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Tang Shen looked expressionlessly at Chanup who was walking towards him, and all the soldiers standing in front of him consciously separated to make way.

And the surrounding soldiers all looked at Tangshen who helped them just now with the same eyes as those of Lei Tanuoye and Lin Ziping, but they didn't know the name of Tang Shen at all.

"...If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after we get down from the city wall." Tang Shen said softly, "Can you get me something to eat by the way? I haven't tossed my body like this for a long time, and I'm a little hungry."

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Outside the city, the shogunate army——

Inamori looked gloomyly at the unconscious Gamo who was lying on the bed in front of him with his eyes closed.

The rest of the generals stood silently behind Inamori—knowing that Inamori was in a very bad mood right now, they obediently watched their noses, noses and hearts, kept silent, and even slowed down their breathing.

"We have treated Gamo-sama's wound as best we can." The doctor standing beside Inamori reported softly to Inamori, "But Gamo-sama's head seems to have been hit hard, although there is no nosebleed from Gamo-sama Or there are other abnormalities, so the possibility of 'Master Gamo's head was injured' cannot be ruled out."

"So now we have to wait for Gamo to wake up, and then check whether his mind is clear."

"Also...even though we've had Gamo-sama's wound, it's not 100% preventing infection.

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"So... my lord, please make corresponding psychological preparations in the future."

"...I see." Inamori nodded, "Doctor, thank you for your hard work. I will trouble you to take good care of Gamo-kun in the future."

After explaining some things to the doctor, Inamori turned around with a sullen face and left the camp where Gamo was recuperating.

As soon as he got out of the camp, Inamori saw one of his cronies walking towards him quickly.

"Master Inamori." The confidant said bluntly to Inamori, "The Aizu Army has been gathered and integrated. But... Although we have made a lot of publicity that Lord Gamo was not killed in battle, their morale is still a bit low. ..."

"... I really underestimated our opponent this time." Inamori turned his head, put on a sullen face, and looked at the Red Moon Fortress in the distance, "I didn't expect... I thought that this place was just a place that was attacked by a group of people." There are so many masters lurking in the fortress occupied by uncivilized barbarians."

"First, an 'expert' who knows how to defend the city emerges."

"Then today, another old man with great skills appeared..."

Just now, while waiting for Gamo's treatment to end, Inamori was not idle.

He first personally supervised the collection and arrangement of the generals of the Aizu army who had withdrawn from the fortress, and then in order to stabilize the morale of the army, he sent an order to the whole army: Gamo was not killed in battle, but was slightly injured.

Gamo's injuries were actually not light, but in order to stabilize the morale of the army, Inamori planned to tell a "white lie".

In addition, Gamo also recruited soldiers who had witnessed what happened to Gamo, and asked them in detail how Gamo suffered such serious injuries.

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, I was taken aback-everyone said: Gamo was defeated by an old man with a strange knife in his hand, with a very sharp spear skill.

After learning that Pusheng was actually defeated by such an unknown master, Pusheng's face was terribly gloomy - he would rather hope that Pusheng was injured by some barbarian because of a moment of carelessness, and he would not see Pusheng being injured by a barbarian. Was defeated by a master in a one-on-one situation.

The latter will be much, much more troublesome than the former...

"Master Inamori." The confidant in front of Inamori said, "There is still nearly an hour and a half before dark. Do you want to launch a new attack on the fortress?"

Inamori pondered for a moment:

"...Forget about today. Wait until tomorrow to launch a new attack."

Speaking of this, the cold light in Inamori's eyes became even more attractive.

"I don't believe it anymore... A bunch of barbarians, can they still defeat us?"

When Inamori was gnashing his teeth, the generals who followed him closely and had just followed Inamori to visit Gamo, also turned towards the distant fortress, showing expressions of righteous indignation.

But—there are some other people, although they also have an expression filled with righteous indignation, but they can still detect a little joy and gloating in their eyes.

And such a group of people are basically generals of the First Army.

Generals from the Sendai clan like Kuroda and Qiuyue were especially gloating in their eyes.

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The Red Moon Race, Chanup's house——

In Chanup's house, there are only Tang God and Chanup sitting opposite each other.

God Tang, who sat cross-legged casually on the ground, grabbed a piece of dried meat and chewed it.

Chanup, who was sitting in front of him, did not speak, and waited silently for God Tang to finish eating.

Tang Shen's eating speed was not slow, and after a while, a whole piece of jerky went into his stomach.

"...There is no particular reason why I suddenly changed my mind and chose to help you."

After eating the piece of jerky, Tang Shen said slowly:

"It's just that I suddenly feel that you are my only friend now... so I can't justify not helping you."

"...That means you are not going to tell me the reason why you suddenly changed your mind to help me." Chanup was not so stupid as to be fooled by Tang Shen's perfunctory words just now.

"Forget it... Since you don't want to say more, I won't ask any more. Let me know when you are willing to tell me."

Chanup raised his eyes and looked directly into Tang Shen's eyes.

"...Shendu. Are you planning to help us all the way, or... just a whim today?"

Tang Shen was silent for a while, then said slowly:

"...Chanup. Through today's battle, I clearly feel that the Japanese soldiers outside the city are not all lazy and weak."

"Even with my help, if I want to hold out until the military supplies are cut off, and then retreat... Let me just say something ugly-the chance of winning is probably not even 100%."

Tang Shen wanted to continue talking, but Chanup suddenly interrupted:

"I know."

"But at least...you have to last another 10 days."

"10 days?" Tang Shen cast a puzzled look at Chanup, "What do you mean? Why do you have to last at least 10 days?"

"...Sorry, I can't go into too much detail about this yet." Chanup shook his head, "In short—from tomorrow, at least another 10 days..."

"After 10 days, our slim odds...maybe become less slim."

Tang Shen stared closely at Chanup's face for a while with a gaze that seemed to pierce Chanup's entire face, then smiled:

"...It seems...you really are planning something secretly..."

After the words fell, Tang Shen turned his laughter into a silent sigh.

"Then... I'll accompany you slowly... Let me see what you're up to."

Speaking of this, Tang Shen lowered his head slightly, and whispered in a low voice that only he could hear clearly:

"Let me also see if my swing of the knife this time... is also valuable..."

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the next day—

On the 6th day when Ogata left the Red Moon Competition——

"The rapid change in the battle situation... really is unexpected." Kuroda said to Qiuyue next to him in a half-joking tone, "I really didn't expect that yesterday, I was so arrogant and threatened to have a Gamo, who took down the outer city wall of the Red Moon Fortress within a few days, is lying on the sickbed today, still unconscious."

"Okay, Kuroda. Those people in Aizu are our allies after all, so let's not say such things." Although Qiuyue said so, there was still a slight mocking look on his face.

After yesterday's battle, the morale of the Aizu army plummeted. Even after nearly half a day of rest yesterday, they still haven't adjusted.

Therefore——today's main attack was switched to the First Army where Kuroda, Akizuki and the others belonged.

The generals of the first army have already lined up, and now they are waiting for the order of the first army general Gui Yizheng to attack.

Kuroda and Qiuyue chose to chat with each other to pass the free time while waiting for Gui Yizheng's order to attack.

"Sarcasm is sarcasm. But what happened to the Aizu army yesterday is worth warning us." Kuroda slowly put away the sarcasm on his face at this time, "This is just a fortress occupied by a group of barbarians. I thought it would only take two days to conquer, but I didn’t expect to fight until now and it’s still inseparable..."

"First, an expert who knows how to defend the city emerged, and yesterday, an expert who can defeat Gamo in a one-on-one situation emerged."

"Although I don't like that Gamo, I still have to admit - Gamo's skill is very good."

"Our subsequent battle will be far more difficult than expected..."

"...It's a pity that my injury hasn't healed yet." Qiuyue raised her hand and touched the injury on her collarbone caused by Ogata. Let's fight against the people of Gamo."

"Then I have to thank you for the injury on your body, so that you can't make trouble around." Kuroda gave Qiuyue a white look.

As soon as Kuroda finished speaking, the rapid sound of conch shells pierced their ears.

"The attack has begun..." Kuroda turned his head to look at the fortress in the distance, "Okay... let's continue... barbarians."

"Let me see if you can't hold it first. Or we can't hold it first."

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"Heren are attacking!", "Drive them all down!"...

The sound of the conch shell representing the attack turned the outer city wall of the Red Moon Fortress into a bloody "Flesh Mill" again.

The soldiers, who had become more and more proficient at defending the city, pushed the Japanese soldiers who had climbed up one by one back to the city wall in various ways.

At this time, a certain soldier with considerable skill successfully climbed the long ladder and climbed onto the city wall.

"go to hell!"

While roaring like this, he was about to slash at a young warrior in front of him with his knife.

But just as he raised his saber high, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a saber light slashing towards him from his side.

And then... there is no more.

The moment he saw the light of the knife, the light of the knife crossed his neck, and his head was chopped off and fell to the bottom of the city wall.

The person who chopped off the soldier's head was the God of Yu who was now wearing an Ainu mantle.

After chopping off the soldier's head and roaring, Tang Shen shouted loudly in fluent Ainu language:

"Push back all those who climbed up!"

As soon as Tang Shen's words fell, there were shouts and shouts in response.

Just last night, Chanup introduced Tang Shen to everyone, and introduced this helper who, like Lin Ziping, chose to help them even though he was friendly.

In order to better identify the enemy and ourselves, Tang Shen specially put on an Ainu coat.

Just as yesterday's Gamo's skills and fighting inspired the generals of the Aizu Army, Tang Shen's skills and fighting also inspired the soldiers of the Red Moon Fortress.

Since the beginning of the battle, Tang Shen has been wandering around, cutting down one difficult enemy soldier after another, greatly reducing the defensive pressure on the outer city wall.

After chopping down another enemy soldier and raising his hand to wipe the sweat dripping from his forehead, Tang Shen turned his head and looked at Chanup who was standing on the inner city wall.

At this time, Chanup was staring at the battlefield, commanding and dispatching battles in various places with the help of Lin Ziping.

Because of his concentration, Chanup didn't notice Tang Shen was looking at him at all.

"10 days..." Tang Shen muttered, showing a helpless expression, "What a difficult goal..."

After finishing speaking, God Tang clenched the knife in his hand again, and charged at another First Army soldier who climbed up the city wall.

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On the 7th day when Ogata left the Red Moon Fortress——

In Ezo, on a certain plain——

This plain should be full of natural atmosphere, but at this moment, the atmosphere of "human civilization" is suddenly mixed in the air.

I saw an incalculable number of dense camps erected on this not-so-broad plain located in the dense forest.

If the Ainu or Kazuto were here, facing this type of camp, they would probably feel a little strange.

But for people in Europe...especially Eastern Europe, these camps should be very familiar-not only familiar, but they should also feel shuddering after seeing these camps.

Because these tents are full of Cossack style tents.

Near the stronghold of the Cossacks, there are densely packed sentry posts and patrol personnel.

The current time, converted into modern Earth units, is about 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

The weather is very good now, there is no fog blocking the view, and the sky is quite clear, illuminating the surroundings brightly. Today's weather is undoubtedly a great help to the Cossacks who are in charge of guarding outside the camp.

At this time, a certain Cossack suddenly saw—on the horizon in front of him, there seemed to be a small black shadow shaking.

After narrowing his eyes and taking a closer look, he realized that this tiny black shadow was a person.

A man on a horse.

This man was riding a horse, charging straight towards him, slowly emerging from under the horizon.

The Cossack's eyes were sharper, so even though he was a little far away, he could barely see clearly—the man on the horse was a young Kazuto.

This Kazuto, whether it is himself or the horse under his crotch, has a dusty appearance.

Before the Cossack could stop the Kazuto with a loud voice, he heard the young Kazuto shout loudly in slightly irregular Russian, but he could hear the meaning clearly:

"Славагосударю! (Glory to His Majesty the Tsar!)"

"ЯдругСкулуччи! (I'm a friend of Skulucci's!)"

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"Excellent!"

A middle-aged man with a big belly clapped his hands vigorously.

"Skulucci! This armor really suits you very well! With your current heroic appearance, Gawain, a knight under the King of Knights who is known for his demeanor and handsomeness, should not compare to you!"

Skulucci stroked his red hair, which is more common in Scotland:

"Boss Alexander, I didn't expect you to seem to have a good understanding of our Scottish Celtic mythology."

"I like Celtic music!" The middle-aged fat man who put his legs on the long table in front of him made a gesture of playing the flute, "I like your Celtic bagpipes very much! Because I like your Celtic music, so by various chances and coincidences, I also learned about some of your Celtic myths."

"I'm still quite interested in the story of King Arthur in Celtic mythology."

"That's a damn coincidence." Scruucci shrugged. "I know Celtic myths all too well!"

"Especially the story of King Arthur, the knight king. I know it so well that I can recite it backwards."

"Boss Alexander, if you are interested in the future, we can have a good chat about mythology!"

After joking with this fat middle-aged man named "Alexander" for a while, Skulucci returned to the topic:

"I thought this pair of armor might be some kind of useless iron, but I didn't expect it to be a good thing with both beauty and practicality."

"This steel is not ordinary steel...it's really a good armor."

After that, Scruucci raised his hand and patted the breastplate of his upper body a few times.

At this moment, Scruucci was wearing a suit of armor—a suit of blue and gold southern barbarian body.

After parting with Ogata, in order to rest the team and to have a good winter, Skulucci led his subordinates to his superior—that is, the potbellied middle-aged man sitting in front of Skulucci now. Person: Aleksandr Mikhailnovich Daninovsky's residence, meet him.

After the rendezvous, during these days, in order to pass the boring time every day, Scruucci often drank, chatted and spanked with his superior.

Although Scruucci didn't like this boss very much, Alexander was the kind of person who didn't get bored talking to him, so Scruucci liked to chat with him.

The two have been chatting since noon until now, and they don't even know how many bottles they have drunk.

Alexander, who was very excited about chatting with Skulucci, took out this set of armor he bought a while ago on a whim to show off to Skulucci, and let Skulucci, whose body size matches this set of armor, Lu Qi came to try on the armor.

Alexander has a strange collection of weapons. For those weapons that he is interested in, he can often spend a jaw-dropping amount of money to buy them. The armor that Skulucci is wearing now is that Alexander came to the Far East to explore. Finally, I bought it from a merchant with 10 precious Don horses.

The Don River horse, a breed of horse called the "strongest war horse", is not generally expensive.

Trading 10 Don horses for a set of armor - most people would probably say that this is extremely stupid.

Scruucci originally thought so too.

But now after trying on this suit of armor and feeling the performance of this suit of armor for himself, Skulucci discovered that this set of armor is so expensive, and there is still a reason why it is so expensive.

This set of armor not only looks very good, but the steel used is not ordinary steel, so it has excellent protection performance. Ordinary swords and arrows should not be able to break through the defense of this set of armor.

"It's really a good set of armor. I'm a little bit greedy."

After another compliment, Scruucci began to take off this set of armor.

Alexander let out a hearty laugh:

"It's a pity that this is not the era of armor!"

"The armor is useless on the European battlefield now."

"From now on, the armor may completely become people's collectibles."

After sighing, Alexander waved at Scruucci who had already taken off his armor.

"Come on, let's continue drinking! I specially took out my herring collection today. If you don't eat it all, it will be wasted!"

"Today's drink is really worthy of the name." Skulucci continued to speak in a half-joking tone while sitting in front of Alexander again, "I almost forgot what it was to eat herring like this last time." It's about time."

"Don't speak Latin, Scruzzi," said Alexander gruffly. "I don't know Latin, you know."

at this time--

"Master Dofnar! Lord Dofnar!"

A call to Scruucci suddenly sounded outside the camp.

"What's the matter?" Scruucci turned his head to look outside the tent.

"My lord Dorfnar! A warlord has come to us! He kept shouting 'Glory to His Majesty the Tsar' and 'I am a friend of Scruucci'."

"Is he your friend?"

"And people?" Scruucci raised his eyebrows vigorously, and then stood up quickly.

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Scrooge made it as fast as he could to the northeast of the camp.

Soon, he saw from a distance——a young man in the dusty world, leading a horse, standing silently and waiting under the guard of several sentries.

"Mr. Mashima!" Scruzzy, with a strong look of doubt on his face, sped up his pace a little.

Looking at Scruucci who was walking towards him, the young Kazuto—or Ogata, smiled faintly.

"Skulucci, long time no see."

"It's true that we haven't seen each other for a while." Skulucci, who walked quickly to Ogata, patted Ogata's chest, "Why are you here?"

"It's a long story..." Ogata said in a deep voice, "In short - I have something to ask for your help.

Skulucci shook his eyebrows: "Come in first. Go to my tent and talk slowly."

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PS: Skulucci's sentence is Latin, which means "delicacy of mountains and seas". In order to make the dialogue between Scruucci and Alexander more European, I decided to apply those popular and common European stalks-the characters in it will speak Latin from time to time.