Takashin Ryuga Kunigawa Temple, Chikumae Kunitaka, April 2012
The color returns to the world.
Raise your hardened arm again. There was no hesitation in the movement. Just shake the golden rod down and smash your head off, as usual.
Finally, he turned his gaze to Ishida who was lying on the ground. The clothes are dirty with blood and mud, no visible scratches are found, and the skin that peers slightly turns blue and purple.
Obviously the battle cannot continue. Still, she kept on staring at us with a determined attitude. Those eyes are not dead yet.
(... this is my pupil. Because of this pupil, I've taken up a lot of time. It reminds me of my boring past.)
I can put my strength into my right arm.
No matter how much you regret the past, time will not return. Those days won't come back. I can't recover from drowning in alcohol, closing my heart, and rejecting everything.
We had no choice but to go first.
"...... Farewell, Masaru Ishida."
I muttered a word and shook the golden rod. Defined Future. A few moments later, I could vividly imagine my head shattered and my breathless.
There was no loss of caution or self-centeredness.
But unexpected blows stopped the sole.
"...... Pyuuu!? Ki, you haa!!"
A spear that pierces the left sword. Burning pain. Lie on your knees with your knees down. I followed my spear and turned to the ground, where the first pig warrior to be defeated was lying on the ground with one arm extended.
”Heehee... a successful operation to pretend to be dead”
".........!"
I realized that I was in a state of disrepair when I turned to the pig warrior who forced me to make a smile.
(It was slippery! At that time, I left it without stabbing it!)
I can't move. I can't move. The pig warrior who was about to break was indeed trembling with wounds all over his body. His face turned pale, and he died of amazement when he lived in this state.
But the pig warrior moved. I pierced the gap and put in a blow. Beyond your limits. And the rage of his own fury, which he pardoned so easily, burned upon his whole body.
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUR
When you smash a spear with your sword, you grab the detached handle and attract the owner.
"Nhh!?"
I didn't think I'd be attracted to it, but the boar warrior's voice leaked out and pulled the ground as he made it. And when I caught the head, I threw it forward with all my might.
A pig warrior blows away like a piece of paper. Beyond that was Ishida, who was standing up sporadically.
Whoa!?
Collision. The two of them were bounced backwards without a second thought. The two of them are barely passive.
"S-Shhh......"
"Guu... uuu...... Tiger...... Help......"
The two of them stood up to support each other. I pulled out my spear while looking at it, and after the bleeding was stopped, I pulled the golden rod and approached it.
"............"
The pain runs violently with every step. There is still a distance from here to the Oda Army Honjin. My neck is far away. I didn't expect to be taken by such a dwarf... in this place...
"I'm wasting my time scratching my feet...!"
The discomfort of being blocked by a predetermined winning muscle inadvertently makes me feel bad. I bite my back teeth and give myself to the hatred that lies behind my chest. The dripping blood is evaporated by the hot air rising from your body. The sound of footsteps clenched was exactly a monster's solo.
Oh, a fat bear.
This figure was exactly like Rakusha Yari.
That figure, the incarnation of hatred.
His appearance is that of a non-beast, whether man or woman.
A beast who loves and resents others.
Then it is a man who must be defeated.
Then people must stop.
Then a man must be saved.
Ah, a beast. A fallen hero to a monster.
Please, please...
"Unfortunately, it's not a waste of time."
Sounds resounding on the battlefield. I stopped the unusual domination that was in there.
"Saki and the others made it through. I fulfilled my mission of buying the life I gave you and gaining time. It's covered in mud, scratched, and bought less than half a second. As expected, Saki and the others could only endure it. Until I arrived.... if so, Saki and his team will never waste their time."
An arrow ran. The owner of the voice emerged from behind the sand smoke as he stroked away the standard solo between his brows.
And, my lord...
"Saki, Toranosuke, you've endured well." Yakuro and Ichibei are safe. I'll leave it to you. "
...... Haha, I understand.
A petite man straddling a black horse. The good and gentle face of a human being, on the other hand, is the face of Shura that is peeking from his eyes. The number of lasagna listed below is a testament to martial arts. Just when this man showed up, his power returned to Ishida and Inomatsu's eyes.
... if we get this far, we'll be able to tell who the man in front of us is.
Hashiba Tsukimae?
Anyway
Immediate response, immediately followed by a clash of domination from both sides. Masamori Hashiba, a man with the rank of General Oda. If you kill this man, your hands will finally be on General Oda Nobutaka's neck. If you think about it, your whole body will naturally roll.
But there was only one thing that didn't fall into place.
"Why are you here?" You were standing in front of the main battalion leading the 500th as the last stronghold to protect the general. With more than half of the army still standing across the river, if you move, you will lose your main defense. How could 20,000 of the Maori army be opposed to 20,000 of my majestic Dragon Temple army? "
"...... after all, there was a confused spy." I thought it was strange. It was too convenient a development for the Ryuzaki army. "
Hashiba shakes her head and sighs badly. Hashiba's predictions were correct. The use of an intermediary is the usual method of warfare. No matter how cowardly you may be, if you lose the battle and die, that's it. It will be the howling of a loser. Until now, the warlords captured by our ambush were barking in anger.
But this man is still different. The expression on my face when I once had a gaze was a fierce smile. The face of the beast laughs that you're the one who's trapped.
"You underestimate the Thirty-seven." He was appointed by the Oda clan leader, Masamune Omi, as General of the Otomo Sonin Expeditionary Force. I don't think you can fight without a big enough army of weapons to protect you.... don't be rude, Ryuzaki Takashi "
"... what?"
Shortly thereafter, a tremendous roar rose from the left side.
(There is a battlefield where 20,000 Ryugakuji troops and 20,000 Maori troops collide. what the hell is going on.....)
The answer was soon revealed.
"I am General Oda, General Oda Sanseiro Shin Takaya!! All of you, keep it up with me!! I'll be ashamed of the Oda family for lagging behind the Maori family with enough reinforcements!!"
Ohh!!!
T-That's not the General's head!!
If you win, you'll get a lot of rewards!!
"Go, go!!"
In the name of Nobutaka Oda, the battlefield was soon caught in a whirlpool of enthusiasm, and gradually shifted in the opposite direction to me. Oda Nobutaka's superior neck caused the soldiers to lose their minds and leave their posts.
He isolated the rangers I led with his head on. Therefore, Hashiba, the last fortress, was spawned. To get rid of me.
Then, five hundred armies led by Hashiba appeared from behind the earth smoke to match the name of such a general.
"Well then, let's get started." Either we take out the generals first, or we take out you first. Now is the time to decide between a female and a male, Ryuzaki Takashi!! "
"...... I'm doing it. But do you think I'll be able to get this head off easily?"
Put your right hand on the table, and as planned, the sound of horse legs echoed from behind, and the rangers joined. The number has decreased from about five hundred to three hundred and fifty. Even though it was an ambush, Hashiba Hideyoshi's two thousand troops were scattered. Is this the one that keeps the wastage down?
Your Highness!!
"I'll get ahead of myself." You must wipe out the miscellaneous fish. "
Will!!
The Rangers have deployed under my direction. Along with that, the Hashiba army stood up. Hashiba and his gaze converged. Five hundred against three hundred and fifty. There was no difference in strength. There is momentum. There is a chance to win. The battle, which began when more than 10,000 troops clashed with each other, strangely reached its final stage with a small number of rangers.
Grasp the gold crushing rod as much as you can.
"Well then....."
"I have to..."
I'm cumming!!!
The generals' roars mingled, and the advance of the two armies clashed in the middle of the battlefield.