Sensei Tsukahara rushes out like Magnum.
Soji Oyama and I confront each other at a distance of about 5m.
Draw the knife.
Together the same genre, a three-foot machete.
At sunset, I was glittering.
Step out of each other, merge.
Back off, merge again.
Another one.
I'm meeting the blade pale. Pale.
Because we can only punch each other in there.
Only there, because there are no gaps.
Little by little, I get a fever.
The force grows and the sword speed increases.
The expressions are rich and creeping.
Two people look like young people in their twenties.
A loud metal noise sounded and opened between them.
"You don't seem lazy, Tsukahara.
"Mr. Oyama is the one. I wouldn't have had an archaic opponent either.
"Run the mountain, meet with the beast, gain strength. Hit by a waterfall, face yourself, sharpen your mind. On the battlefield, against people, hone your moves. Wherever you are, you can train.
"It's a shame. If you hadn't inherited the house, you would still have been able to refine it.
"That big mouth, can you even slap it when you see this?
Say, the Great Mountain that sounds swordwind from the upper section and punches in.
Sensei Tsukahara receiving it from the front.
Sparks scatter from the machete.
The Great Mountain strikes down twice and three times.
Awesome rigidity, even though it never means you're in excellent shape.
The power gained over Yamano was real.
but Professor Tsukahara, who bounced it back, finally took it seriously.
Kenji. Autumn, the same thing I took.
From the tip of the sword, sharply to the point. Like a storm, raging wildly. Like a wall, heavily across the surface.
It's a contradiction, but I swallowed all the contradictions and felt like it was all in one piece.
The swordsmanship takes me to swallow the mountain.
Oyama, too, responds. This one, clearly, is just sex.
Probably, though. Akiguchi is similar to me as a "heel" of chi.
The machete is attracting attention.
But.
I guess sad, Oyama's chi was smaller than mine.
My swordsmanship at the time... may be spiritual. It belongs to Asakura. In Asakura, me and Ariel, Pink and Giraud joined forces. Four and one. It was smaller than that.
The Great Mountain is not inferior.
Dr. Tsukahara is out of standard.
"Too bad." strikes me in the chest.
Could Oyama have done this, too, if it had dawned on training without succeeding the house?
Still, Oyama was the man who made the trip through the training grounds. On the battlefield, on the political scene.
I don't show fright in front of this difference in power. It's not like me.
"" Whoa!
A temper, two punches in at the same time.
The machete was bounced off.
I heard a retreat. My oldest son, Taoji Oyama rang a signal.
An arrow flies in.
Between Oyama and Tsukahara Sensei, Chiharu was throwing in a big shield.
An arrow hits the shield and falls to the ground.
The archer removes the bow. A bowgun arrow unleashed by Knobless hit it.
A beautifully colored world suddenly faded.
Not because the sun is sinking. Probably.
Sensei Tsukahara, who knifed and put up a shield, slowly returned.
My eyes meet and I return.
"Win!
Philia gave her life.
A twitch occurs.
That's it for today's battle.
I was able to finish within the advantage.
"I'm too fascinated, Mr. Hiro.
"There's no way. Master's horseback. I was just speaking to someone beforehand, and I can do it.
Indeed, as commander, it was a reduction.
"Hiro."
"Mr. Tsukahara?
"It's the right time to shoot an arrow. It was exquisite. Mr. Oyama's eldest son? I have good eyes. That's a user. What did you see?
"Oh, that's it... with all the teachers and Mr. Oyama watching...
A bitter smile came back.
"Hold your horizons wide. To capture the whole place. As early as the last thousand years, yeah.
Even as a knife technician, it was a reduction.
Collect abandoned materials and build a simple barricade to face the Great Mountain family barricade.
Line up the cargo further and draw a second line of defense.
Let the private house, which was along the road, accommodate Filia and other women.
Though I also stand guard night.
Claire, there's a tree a thousand years early, so don't worry.
Philia is the "sharpest" dashi in the first place.
Members of the front and back row are staying in tents.
The injured man was evacuated, and there is no need to worry about his seat at the moment. Tomorrow from the Fifth Barricade......
With that in mind, I fall asleep.
I got hit.
The Otayama family was taking out the Fifth Barricade during the night.
"Why did you give up?
"If I were to give up, I wouldn't have to sign up for a ride over there.
Philia was biting her lips.
"It must have been a barricade to stop the momentum.
"I mean, is there anything to it that we've designed to celebrate our evening here? I can't wait to be next in line with the momentum of victory.
"The mobilisation of the Oyama family is limited. I can't afford to stick enough heads in advance to the next barricade group. He said he bought time for the repositioning.
"You've done it.
"So, are you there?
"This is something I have to think about. I see, should we have pursued them at night, using the margins of a single fight......
I heard voices.
"No, it still is.
Molly, old?
"Night raids are dangerous in unfamiliar land, remembering tiredness. If winning is determined, 'tough' is the best way to go.
Ariel hammers.
"I see. It must be what the Otayama family sees, but it's also what we're supposed to be.
"Come on."
Tell them their advice.
"Are you Chiharu's grandfather?
Speaking of which, didn't you tell Philia yet?
"I see, it can be perceived that way too.
A skilled warlord says, so maybe we weren't wrong.
But. Was it also because of the "feeling of being hit"?
The battle on this day, the twelfth day after leaving the new capital, became painful.
No, I don't have a bad feeling about it, it's not because of that kind of ambiguity.
It was a climb. The opponent is in a high position.
Kagi ramp, just ramp.
I know I can break through.
But is there anything? Something.
Before launching the attack, open a military debate.
"Still, there's nothing more than a force push.
Each captain of the Bimonthly Harbor Guard assures the Knight Squad, the Archers, and the Cavalry, who are not present on such terrain, of the different tones.
"It's up to us. Wouldn't it be a horseback to bleed into such a fold?
Hundreds of people offer.
"Hiro, shouldn't you use ghosts? I can't count on you, but Ariel, Molly, you can fight, right?
Old Molly blocked that pink suggestion.
"Then no. Then there is no position for the Shikikoro Party. If you intend to stand as a samurai general, you are welcome to do so for Lord Hiro.
"Is that what this is about? I feel like I know. But it's hard, isn't it?
In the end, everyone knew.
One knight, seven soldiers dead, two knights, nine soldiers seriously wounded, all day long.
I finally pulled the ramp out of my mind.
Compared to yesterday, it was still stronger, bigger and cheered.
This is the victory.
Standing at the top of the hill, take the sunset behind you and watch the "long road" that leads east.
The street got into my eyes. Turn left, head north, Dayama Mansion.
Now downhill.
I know that, rather, on the side of the Oyama family.
The barricade was showing a soggy set-up, as it had rooted on the ground.
So why!?
Even though I know how it ends!
This one has taken victims, and the Oyama family has taken more victims.
In the end, we win.
Today's battle was more intense than yesterday's.
The anger of the soldiers is strong, and the bodies of enemy soldiers are increasingly painful.
Can't you handle it?
I don't think this is how I think it's still coming from sweetness after all.
But do you mind? What's wrong?
Besides, he's the famous general who wins efficiently at less cost.
While I'm thinking about it, I'm getting ready for the night camp.
Arrange the materials a little down from the top of the ramp to the enemy side.
The top I'm standing on is the second line of defense. Like yesterday, baggage cars line up. A sturdy luggage car is built so that it can be a wall when it comes to trouble.
The truck's ancestors. Shit, it's like he killed me.
I know it's a hit of eight, but it was something that was frustrating about the war situation, and I accidentally kick it in.
Ouch! I knew I wasn't compatible with him!
Showing his frightened face, the soldiers fled.
Well, then yes. A boy of unstable age is great at trouble. I don't want to get stuck.
Running down the ramp on the self-defense side, just like rolling.
That's right! That's it!
If you make me feel scared and retreat lightly, I'll have to sacrifice less.
If it's easy to win, I can't wait for our soldier Hate.
"Meena! Heiji!
On the thirteenth morning out of the new capital, the sky was crisp and clear.
They say February on Fanzo Island is a period of low temperature and dryness. Although still warm enough and humid enough.
"Thousand Mornings, Magnum. As you should, please.
"Accepted. Okay, everybody, let's go!
Power-proud soldiers attach themselves to a luggage truck with a golden bike-like carpet behind it.
On Bobsleigh's instructions, dash.
Chiharu, the soldiers, let go.
Go, luggage truck! With abominable memories!
To the point of wanting to scream a badly done parody, the truck and yesterday's fight were an unpleasant memory for me.
A luggage car with a large shield affixed to the front clashed into the enemy barricade with a roar.
Oh, I'm surprised. I'm surprised.
Yeah, well, you can run away. That's what we're after.
Soldiers scream delightfully.
I hope you lower Hate.
"Strike the fire arrow in!
Not just heavy objects, but also a lot of fine work, such as oil for dead grass beforehand.
It burns up funny.
Enemy soldiers who worked hard and stayed also flee more and more. All right, all right.
"Thousand Mornings, Magnum, Second!
The second one crashed into the second barricade. Burning. Soldiers escape.
"Third!
The Sakuma family is economical. Supplies brought in from the Mel family are also amassed.
We must not spare this kind of thing. Longer, the consumption is greater.
The third car didn't hit well...... crashed into the fifth barricade in the deepest part as it collapsed and scattered parts along the way.
Shit!
"Release the fire arrow!
Even if I don't tell you, there's no Merle family soldier who misses these opportunities, but for once.
As planned, the Fifth Barricade went on fire.
How retreating are the soldiers led by the likes of the General's stock.
Probably Soji Oyama.
Behind me, there was a man waving a spear, taking control, and forming a line.
Put the wounded and the thought soldiers on the horses and get ahead of them... After confirming that this one is not going to do the reverse drop, he retreats slowly.
A man looked back.
I'm not sure, but I'm sure. That's my oldest son, Taoji Oyama.
I saw each other.
I didn't see it.
But my gaze on Taoji Oyama and I did meet at this time.