I formed the strongest swordsman group

Yokokura Keinosuke originally designed a triple line of defense.

The first line of defense is the archers.

When Qingdeng and others broke through the shooting range of the archers, it was the turn of the second line of defense...that is, the spearmen began to show their power.

If the spearman's blocking is also broken through, the two swordsmen standing closest to the bridge will shoulder the heavy responsibility of the last layer of defense.

Judging from the position, personnel and equipment configuration, Yokokura Keinosuke's formation is almost beyond reproach.

The long-range soldiers stand in the last row, the medium-range soldiers stand in the middle, and the melee soldiers stand at the front. The weapons of each person will not hinder each other, so that the combat power can be maximized.

However, what to do... What they ran into was Qingdeng with all the buffs fully activated!

"Lonely", "Focus", "Berserker"—these three buffs are activated at the same time, but it is rare.

Although most of his physical strength was consumed in "Mountain Parkour", it was more than enough to deal with the low-level shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

Whether it is a swordsman or a spearman, neither is Qingdeng's single-handed enemy.

Qingdeng swiped his sword three times in a row, and took the lives of these three people——Yokokura Keinosuke did the same.

The shining blade cut a big cut in Yokokura Keinosuke's huge belly like a pig, even if a doctor in the 21st century saw it, he could only frown and shake his head.

In an instant, a large stream of stinky blood and disgusting fat spilled all over the ground like a fountain.

"Ho... ho... ho...!"

Yokokura Keinosuke, whose face faded like a tide, was as pale as if a layer of flour had just been sprinkled on his face.

While making a meaningless "ho ho ho" sound, he subconsciously counterattacked - one hand pressed the bloody stomach, and the other tremblingly raised the knife over the top.

But after a while, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, his eyes turned upwards, his head was thrown back as if being pulled by his eyes, his body bent forward like a shrimp, and then he fell sideways on the ground. With more air intake and less air output, even Hua Tuo and Sun Simiao couldn't save him when they came.

The only enemies ahead were those two archers—these two people no longer needed Qing Deng to take action himself.

"Wow ah ah ah!"

"Kill!"

Lan Jing and the others, who stayed behind Qingdeng, crossed Qingdeng from the left and right sides like wolves and tigers, and rushed towards the two archers like a beast!

Morale is such a wonderful thing.

Together with Keinosuke Yokokura and other companions, the two archers who made up their minds to "don't run away anymore, and fight the dog officers and soldiers right here", had a high fighting spirit and looked at death as if they were at home a minute ago. appearance.

As a result, only one minute later, after seeing Qingdeng break through their arrow blockade one after another, intercept with spears, and chop melons and vegetables to reduce the number of their companions to a number that can be counted with one hand, their morale, His fighting spirit was instantly shattered.

Desperate to fight—the two archers briefly forgot the fatigue of the lower body, turned and fled.

But it's clear: it's too late.

Shirasaki Heijiro - this self-esteemed veteran, when he witnessed the scene where Qingdeng directly drew his knife and chopped Akabane in half without saying a word, the expression on his face instantly became unprecedentedly complicated. It's hard to figure out what he was thinking after seeing Akabane's tragic death.

Although it is impossible to understand what he is thinking, anyone with a discerning eye can see that his attitude has suddenly become very obedient and positive.

Not only dragging an old body, he followed Qingdeng unswervingly, but he also acted very actively when the battle to seize the bridge was launched - he was the second person to jump onto the single-plank bridge after Qingdeng .

With one of the best spear skills in the third division, Shirasaki Heijiro let out a short shout, and stabbed straight, piercing a certain archer's heart, with one shot and two holes!

As for the other, he was more unlucky. Because he was in a hurry to retreat and escape, he didn't notice a protruding stone at his feet—snap—following a loud noise that felt pain in his toes, the man let out a scream and fell face down. I fell and ate shit.

What happened next... I don't need to go into details.

The lights of knives and guns coming from all directions cut off his sinful life of committing crimes...

...

——Successfully...is...

Qingdeng lowered his head, firmly fixed the vision that heaved up and down and swayed violently as he was breathing rapidly, on Keinosuke Yokokura, who was breathing very weakly at his feet.

Then, Qingdeng looked at the Ding Guishen in his hand, and then raised his eyes to look at the subordinates around him.

They really outrun the bandits who are familiar with the mountains in the wild mountains, and captured the leader of the Soma group: Keinosuke Yokokura——Thinking of this, a sense of unreality as if he was floating in the air, just Uncontrollably rushing to Qingdeng's heart.

At this time, like a fluttering bird, the slightly swaying black shadow in the corner of Qingdeng's right eye brought Qingdeng back to reality.

Turning his head and looking, it was the Chengzi flag that Qingdeng threw into the ground behind Yokokura Keinosuke and others in order to free his left hand in the battle just now.

Qingdeng breathed evenly, raised his knife and walked towards the flag that was slanted on the ground, and pulled the flagpole back into his palm.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around slowly, facing the crowd.

The ghost and the light smile rise simultaneously - the former rises to the sky, and the latter rises to Qingdeng's cheeks.

"The thief chieftain...has been taken by us...by our third team!"

The next moment, huge cheers lifted the dull air.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh--!"

Those who still have the strength to scream, shout loudly.

Those who did not have the strength to scream raised their fists or weapons as high as they could.

Surrounded by a high-spirited, exciting atmosphere!

"..." Shirasaki Heijiro silently looked at everything around him, and silently looked at his colleagues who were immersed in the ecstatic atmosphere.

At first, Shirasaki thought it was an illusion. But gradually, he realized that he hadn't admitted his mistake - the energy of his colleagues was indeed a little bit more... different than before.

Strictly speaking, the members of the third team did not make any significant contributions in this chase.

Most of the gangsters, including Yokokura Keinosuke, were killed by Qingdeng. The heads grabbed by the rest were only those two archers.

but! The soldiers have been able to follow the captain closely and accompany the captain to fight to the end. At a time when the power of the Tokugawa family is declining and the generals of the shogunate are generally unable to take on important responsibilities, this in itself is a great achievement!

In the future, when it comes to rewards for meritorious deeds, everyone present will definitely have their share.

How long has it been since the members of the third team had such an impressive performance on the battlefield? How long has it been since you were so elated?

At this time, Shirasaki realized what the extra thing in the spirit of his colleagues was.

Be proud.

Feeling extremely elated and proud of having accomplished such a brilliant feat——Shirasaki couldn't remember the last time he had witnessed such emotion appear on the faces of his colleagues.

"..." Shirasaki Heijiro, who had a panoramic view of everything in front of him, silently closed his eyes and took several deep breaths.

When he opened his eyes again, the emotion in Bai Qi's eyes changed slightly.

There was something more—as if I had given up something and felt helpless.

At the same time, something was missing—it seemed that he no longer pursued the obsession with something.

The next moment, Shirasaki raised the spear in his hand high and joined the cheering ranks.

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The enemy's head has been the most important evidence for judging military exploits since ancient times.

If Qingdeng and his party don't bring back the head of Yokokura Keinosuke, they won't be able to prove to their superiors that they have successfully defeated the leader of the Soma Clan.

Qingdeng put the flag of sincerity back on the ground, raised the knife and walked towards Yokokura Keinosuke, ready to take off Yokokura Keinosuke's head himself.

Just when Qingdeng squatted on top of Yokokura Keinosuke's head, aiming the blade of the demon-settling blade at Yokokura Keinosuke's neck... what happened next was unbelievable, but it really happened in Qingdeng. Deng, in front of the eyes of everyone.

The dying Yokokura Keinosuke suddenly opened his eyes!

The two eyeballs with cloudy eyes were covered with extremely disgusting red bloodshot eyes, and the whites of the eyes could hardly be seen.

To be honest...Qingdeng no longer knows whether to call these two things "human eyeballs" - because the series of movements that follow are so terrifying and grotesque.

Gululu... basically only the red and black "eyeballs" are left, and they flip up with mechanical movements, making a subtle sound of "gululu".

The "eyeballs" that seemed to have a sense of self-awareness looked straight at Qingdeng, and met Qingdeng's eyes.

"?!" Qingdeng's expression was instantly dominated by strong shock, his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and an ominous premonition swept over his heart like lightning.

In the next instant, a gust of wind bit Qingdeng!

Yokokura Keinosuke, who shouldn't have the strength to grab the knife anymore, suddenly gathered the five fingers of his right hand, and grasped the handle of the knife! Immediately afterwards, he swung his knife and slashed up from diagonally below, and slashed at Qingdeng's head!

At this critical moment, the new talent that Qingdeng copied from Kanazawa Chusuke a few days ago: the "superior speed" that enhances the reflex nerves, burst into golden light!

I saw that Qingdeng drew Ding Guishen back to his chest with quick eyes and hands, and quickly stepped back, using very reluctant movements to avoid the knife.

Although he saved his head, he was not safe and his right arm was cut open.

If there is no help from "Super Speed", if Qingdeng's movements are a bit slower... No! Half beat! The consequences would be unimaginable!

"What's going on?! This, how did this fat man come back to life?"

"It doesn't make sense! With such a big gash in my stomach, there's no way I can stand up!"

"Master Tachibana! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine..." Qingdeng lowered his eyes and looked at the place where he was hit by the knife just now—it didn't go deep into the flesh, but the artery was cut, and the bright red blood flowed endlessly.

Qingdeng tore off a 2-inch-wide strip of cloth from his coat, used it as a bandage, and used his hand and mouth to simply bandage the wound.

"Ho... ho... ho... ho..."

Yokokura Keinosuke groaned meaninglessly, while getting up slowly—his movement of getting up was very strange. First use the soles of your feet to stabilize the ground, then use your legs to hold your waist, hold your waist, and then use your belt to straighten your head.

The team members quickly restrained their excitement, raised their weapons nervously, and surrounded Keinosuke Yokokura who got up suddenly three layers in and out.

"Ho... ho... kill... ho... come... kill... kill... come..."

Intermittent groans and broken words popped out of Yokokura Keinosuke's lips one by one. He was arched like a stressed cat. The movement of holding the knife... There is basically no posture at all, just pulling the knife in his hand to his side in an ordinary way, and poking the tip of the knife on the ground. His dull eyeballs looked around slyly.

The appearance is so weird... It feels like... being parasitized by something...

It was too late to say it, but then it was too late, Yokokura Keinosuke let out an "Aw", dragged his sword and rushed out! Pounce straight ahead!

"Hey...! Die...!"

Yokokura Keinosuke wears his feet around his waist and his belt around his arms. Raised the sword in his hand sharply from bottom to top.

Even though his body had become like a walking corpse, the blade in Yokokura Keinosuke's palm still shone with the unique sharpness of a good swordsman.

The state Yokokura Keinosuke was in was so weird that every team member present turned pale and their hair stood on end. They didn't know what to do for a while, neither advancing nor retreating.

Due to the ignorance of people's wisdom, people in this era are all very superstitious.

Up to the public officials and warriors, down to ordinary ordinary people, they basically believed in the theory of ghosts and gods.

With such a big gash in his stomach, not only did he not lose his breath, but he stood up and fought again... This was beyond the comprehension of the soldiers.

Many team members couldn't help thinking: This fat man...couldn't be possessed by some evil spirit?

It just so happened that they were in the deep mountains now.

In the concept of the ancient Japanese, places such as mountains and seas that are difficult for humans to set foot in have always been places where gods and monsters live.

Encountering and being possessed by evil spirits and ghosts in such a place... It's completely reasonable!

The courage and fighting spirit of the soldiers collapsed in an instant-fighting with demons and monsters... This is too difficult for them!

Seeing Keinosuke Yokokura charging towards him with his sword raised, all the soldiers who happened to be standing in front of him retreated as if avoiding a leper, like waves splitting.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted:

"Great, everyone, don't, don't be afraid! This kind of ghost who lives in the barren mountains and mountains must not be very powerful! Does anyone know how to chant sutras? Chant to him! Use the power of the Buddha to drive back the evil spirits! Nanmo Amitabha...! Nan No Amitabha...! Namo Amitabha...!"

After the person reminded him loudly, he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and repeated the only Buddhist term he knew.

After the rest of the people heard the warning, they showed expressions of "That's right! Why didn't I expect that?"

In the twinkling of an eye, scenes of slightly funny scenes were staged in turn.

People who believe in Buddhism take out from their arms and belts the prayer beads used to pray for blessings and ward off evil spirits, chant and hold Buddha, and chant Buddhist scriptures, trying to use the power of Buddha to force back the people who are attached to Yokokura Keinosuke. The evil spirits in the body.

People who believe in Shintoism take out things such as salt and charms that have the power of purification in the teachings of Shintoism. Those who sprinkle salt sprinkle salt, those who chant mantras chant mantras.

There are also a few people who also believe in Shintoism, but they hold up their longbows without nocking arrows, just point their bare bows at Keinosuke Yokokura, and repeatedly pull and release the strings.

This is "the art of worms", pulling the bowstring without an arrow, and using the sound of the string to exorcise evil spirits,

Buddhism, Shintoism, the believers of the two religions show their supernatural powers.

All kinds of "spells" and "magic tools" with various names were thrown at Keinosuke Yokokura.

Amid all the chaos...Qingdeng silently bandaged the wound on the crook of his right arm.

After tying a solid and beautiful bow on the cloth, Qingdeng solemnly handed Ding Guishen to his left hand:

"Get out of the way, I'll kill him!"

Due to the injury to his right arm, Qingdeng had to use his left hand to hold the knife instead.

For Qingdeng who is "left-handed", it doesn't matter which hand he uses.

Whether he wields the saber with his left hand or his right hand, it will not affect his saber technique in the slightest.

"Master Ju!" Lan Jingyang yelled, "This, this fat man may be possessed by a demon! You, you, you, you, you'd better not get close to him!"

As soon as Lan Jingyang said this, there were echoes everywhere.

"A demon..."

Qingdeng grumbled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

A sneer of disapproval appeared on his lips.

It's not that Qingdeng doesn't believe in strange powers and gods—it's just that "curiosity" trumps "fear"!

"I'd like to see if the sword of my 'King Ni' can hold down demons!"

In the next moment, Qingdeng strode forward, showing unparalleled momentum!

At the same time, Yokokura Keinosuke turned around at lightning speed as if he sensed a dangerous animal, glared at Qingdeng, and then stepped forward!

The two people who shot out and rushed towards each other, their bodies intertwined in an instant.

The first round... and the last round of confrontation between the two sides ended in a flash.

Qingdeng's Ding Guishen blew a gust of wind, and shattered Yokokura Keinosuke's forehead with a single blow.

Yokokura Keinosuke's attack speed didn't seem to be slower than Qingdeng's, but his sword only hit Qingdeng's shadow.

Anyone who came to witness it could clearly discern the huge difference in strength between the two sides in this brief duel just now.

Qingdeng's two feet and the left arm grasping the knife firmly controlled the space.

Compared with Qingdeng's swift and precise slash, Yokokura Keinosuke is like a layman who is learning swords on the first day, his movements are clumsy and slow.

Not only his stomach, but now even Yokokura Keinosuke, who now has a big hole in his forehead compared to ordinary people, turned his back to the sky, his mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to say something, shout something.

If Yokokura Keinosuke still had a way to continue fighting with the sword under the circumstance that the sky cap was blown off... Then Qingdeng didn't know what to do.

But fortunately—such a horrific scene did not appear before Qingdeng's eyes.

After a while, the last bit of vitality left in Yokokura Keinosuke's eyes dissipated.

Immediately afterwards, he weakly bent his knees, and his neck drooped weakly on his chest, as if he was staring at the wound on his stomach.

Qingdeng didn't approach rashly.

It wasn't until he was convinced that Keinosuke Yokokura had completely stopped breathing that he let out a breath of relief.

At this moment, Qing Deng suddenly saw something slipping from Yokokura Keinosuke's body.

It is a very small porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle accidentally fell on a rock. Just listening to the sound of "Kala", the porcelain bottle was broken into countless pieces, and the contents contained in it - red and purple pills were scattered everywhere.

Qingdeng looked down at the pills, and his brows instantly frowned into the word "Chuan".

"This is……?!"

A strong sense of familiarity hit Qingdeng's heart...

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In the first year of Wanyan (1860), December 3rd——

Kai, Inawa Village, early morning——

Anyone who has studied geography in high school knows that because of various factors such as terrain, air pressure, and solar radiation heat energy is more easily absorbed by vegetation and not easily released, mountainous areas and places near mountains are generally much colder than plain areas.

No matter in his previous life or in his current life, Qingdeng had never lived in a mountainous area, so his understanding of the coldness in the mountainous area was only theoretical.

It was not until recently that Qingdeng really learned the meaning of this section of knowledge in the high school geography book...

Qingdeng, who was awakened by the sudden freezing, opened his eyes and stared straight at the thatched roof that he was used to seeing. Opening his mouth, there was a "hiss", and a cloud of white mist came out from his mouth and nose.

"It's so cold...what's going on..."

Qing Deng casually put on some clothes, jumped off the bed, and rushed out the door.

The glare of the light made Qingdeng have to lower his eyelids and use his slender eyelashes to filter the light.

After his eyes got used to the light outside the house, Qing Deng slowly opened his eyes—a world of pure white.

"It's snowing... no wonder it's so cold..."

"Ah! Mr. Tangerine!"

A melodious female voice sounded beside her—Jin Zeqin, dressed in men's attire, rushed towards Qingdeng excitedly with a cotton coat in her arms.

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All the martial arts-related videos on station B, whether it is barrage or comment area, is really a mess! There are so many "jugger masters" at station B! The left sentence is not straight, and the right sentence is "not as good as the old man practicing swords in the park near my house", I am convinced.