I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

"What time is it now?"

The bearded bandit and this little bearded bandit have been friends for quite a long time.

Both of them were samurai who were ruthlessly abandoned by their respective vassal states due to the "famine in the sky".

After becoming ronin, they met each other by various chances and coincidences.

After being a thief for a few years in partnership with several other companions, he was invited by the leader of this bandit, that is, Koizumi, two months ago, so he merged into Koizumi's command and changed his position from a thief Bandits now.

As soon as the bearded bandit finished speaking, the little bearded bandit raised his head and glanced at the sky:

"It's cloudy now, so I can't tell what time it is. But it should be quite late."

After all, the mustache bandit raised the bad wine in his hand again, and poured the bad wine into his mouth vigorously.

In this desolate wild forest, gulping down wine has become one of the few pleasures of bandits like them.

After dinner, the bearded bandit and the little bearded bandit sat face to face under a certain tree, chatting nonsense while drinking poor-quality rice wine.

After the little beard took a sip of wine into his mouth, the big beard followed closely, lifting the wine bottle with a sip of wine left in his hand.

After drinking the remaining wine in the bottle, he threw the empty bottle aside and said casually:

"By the way, Ohno and the others who were sent to negotiate with that small broken village haven't come back yet?"

"It seems to be." Mustache nodded, "I heard that the boss is very worried now, if Ohno and the others haven't come back after dawn tomorrow, he will lead all of us to that small broken village to see what happened gone."

"Oh." The bearded man sneered, "Da Ye and the others were killed by those villagers, right?"

"How is that possible." Mustache smiled mockingly, "The total population of that village is less than 30, and there are only [-] young and strong people at most. How can they deal with Ono and the others?"

"Really, why bother to send someone to negotiate with the people in that village?" The bearded man curled his lips in dissatisfaction, "Go straight over and snatch all the money and women in their village, wouldn't it be okay? "

"You don't understand that, do you?" Mustache smiled, and then took another sip of wine, "If you directly rob the village of all the money and women, it is tantamount to driving them all to death indirectly. , It’s killing the chicken to get the egg.”

"As long as we have half of their money, we can prevent all the people in that small village from starving to death."

"In this way, we can grab another wave next year."

"And if you rob the village of all the money in one go, it will easily attract the attention of the government."

"Only asking for half of the village's money in a friendly way can make the government feel that we are not a big threat, and instead focus more on dealing with the other groups of bandits who are more threatening."

"Hmph, I don't understand these big principles." The bearded man snorted coldly, "The reason why I became a bandit is to live a free life of drinking heavily and playing with women recklessly."

"I just want to live this life quickly."

"Who doesn't want to live such a life." Mustache shrugged, and then poured another mouthful of low-quality rice wine, "Who didn't choose to be a bandit in order to live a much more enjoyable life than before?"

"My only wish now is to live a happy life for a while before I am wiped out by the officials."

"Hello." The bearded man cast an unhappy look at the little bearded man, "What do you mean before you are wiped out by the officials? Don't say such unlucky things."

"I'm just telling the truth." Mustache shrugged. "In the past few years since the Tianming famine broke out, the reason why the bandits on our side of Ou have become more and more powerful is simply because the government has no time to take care of us."

"The government has no time to take care of us. In addition, a large number of samurai are forced to become ronin for various reasons, so that all the bandits will always have fresh blood to join, so that the bandits on our side of Ou can continue to grow and grow. .”

"Now the dawn famine is over."

"Stability has gradually returned to various places, and the government has gradually begun to have spare power to deal with bandits like us."

"At some point, we will be suppressed by the government."

"Cut!" The bearded man spat hard on the ground, "Your speech is really ugly! Can't you speak something nice? I won't chat with you anymore! I'm going to pee!"

After all, the bearded man grabbed the knife placed aside, and walked quickly towards the darkness not far away.

And the mustache watched the bearded man who went to pee with a wry smile.

"Where are you going to pee?"

"Of course I peed in a place where you can't see me. If there are other people around, I can't pee."

After the bearded man completely disappeared from the field of vision, the mustache bandit took his eyes back and began to drink while slowly waiting for the bearded man to return.

But gradually Mustache began to notice something was wrong.

He found that the beard seemed to be too slow.

The little beard drank all the wine in the bottle, but the figure of the big beard reappeared in front of him.

Even if it's shit, it won't take so long.

"He must have drunk too much and passed out in the enemy, right?" Moustache muttered, grabbed the saber in his arms, stood up, and walked in the direction that Big Beard left just now.

The bearded man did drink a little too much wine tonight, so the little beard wondered if the bearded man was halfway through the piss, drunk and fell to the ground.

If that's the case, then drag him back to the bed quickly.

Lying in the snow and sleeping overnight, it is easy to die.

Because some people are already sleeping now, Xiao Huzi didn't dare to call Big Beard's name loudly, so he could only hold the knife and follow the direction that Big Beard left just now.

It's cloudy now, with no moonlight.

Although my eyes have long been used to the darkness, I still can't even see things at my feet clearly.

In order to avoid tripping or kicking something, Mustache could only slow down and move forward inch by inch.

But because it was too dark, the little bearded man looked around, except for the darkness, he could only see the darkness, and he couldn't find the big bearded man at all.

Just when the little beard was thinking about whether to go back to find a torch or call other people to find the big beard, the little beard suddenly felt that his right foot seemed to have kicked something.

Something with a bit of elasticity.

Puzzled, Mustache leaned down and looked towards his feet.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the whole person's soul is scared away.

His eyes immediately widened in horror!

Lying at his feet, what he had just kicked, was a beard.

To be precise, it was the corpse of the bearded man.

The bearded man lying on the ground had his throat pierced by a sharp object.

Big streams of blood were gushing out from his pierced wound, staining the white snow under him blood red.

People with a little common sense and a normal mind know that if their throat is pierced by a sharp weapon, they will definitely die.The bearded man with eyes wide open and lifeless in his eyes is now too dead to die.

His eyes, which had already lost their luster, still showed a bit of fear and consternation.

Looking at the bearded man who died in such a miserable state, the bandit with a little beard immediately felt his legs go weak and almost fell to the ground.

It's just that Mustache is not someone who has never seen blood, so he quickly stabilized his mind and his body that almost fell to the ground.

Mustache immediately opened his mouth, ready to shout loudly.

But as soon as Mustache opened his mouth, he felt an extremely powerful hand stretch out from behind him, and covered his mouth, making him unable to make any sound.

Then, the mustache bandit felt a sharp pain in his throat, and a wakizashi pierced his throat from behind.

Although because of the angle of view, he couldn't see the condition of his neck.

But Mustache is sure that warm blood must be gushing out from the wound in his throat like a spring.

The strong desire to survive made the mustache burst out with amazing power, and began to struggle crazily!

However, the person standing behind Mustache and restraining him was very powerful, and the left hand covering Mustache's mouth was like an iron clamp, firmly clamping him.

No matter how much the mustache struggled, he couldn't break free from the control of the person behind him, let alone make a sound.

Within a few seconds, Mustache's strength gradually weakened.

The look in the pupils also slowly dissipated.

Finally, his hands hang down limply, and the whole person stops struggling.

Before Mustache lost consciousness completely, the last words he heard were

"11"

Hosaka and the others stayed where they were, waiting for the return of Ogata and Acho.

Kasaka folded his arms around his chest, shaking his legs in impatience.

Tsuchiya hugged the saber to his chest and sat aside, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Jincheng stood beside the Tsuchiya, frequently looking in the direction where Ogata and A-machi left just now.

Mizuno was entrusted with the important task of standing next to Ohno, responsible for monitoring Ohno.

Mizuno, with his hands still tied behind his back, was sitting on a rock.

At first glance he seemed very well behaved.

But in fact, he has been secretly observing the situation of Hosaka and others since just now.

No, it should be said that after being captured, he has been observing these warriors invited by the villagers of that small broken village, assessing their respective strengths.

The most powerful guy, of course, is Ogata who defeated him and his 11 subordinates by himself.

Everyone else is respectful to that guy, this guy must be the most powerful.

And now this most powerful guy has left here with a beautiful woman.

Listening to the previous conversations of these people, this most powerful guy and that beautiful woman seem to be husband and wife, and they plan to sneak into their stronghold and assassinate his companions.

Ohno didn't know whether those two guys had the ability to assassinate his companions, and now he didn't have the time to think about this kind of problem.

Ever since he became a captive, Ono has been thinking about the method and timing of escape with all his heart.

It is still unknown whether he will die or live after being captured by this group of warriors.

He had done a lot of evil before, and when he thought about things, he would naturally think in the direction of the bad side.

Continuing to be their captive, I'm afraid it will be bad luck, but Ono is so determined.

Ohno didn't dare to mess around because the guy with strong swordsmanship was always present.

And now that guy isn't here.

There are only these 4 warriors left around.

There has never been a better time to escape.

Ono looked up at Kankan, and glanced at the four warriors around him again.

Kasaka and Kinjo anxiously await the return of Ogata and Machi.

Tsuchiya sat aside and closed his eyes to meditate.

Mizuno, who was in charge of monitoring him, was dedicated to his duties, always in high spirits, standing beside Ohno, watching Ohno.

After observing the situation of the four samurai around him, Ohno began to calculate in his heart how long it would take him to escape back to the stronghold.

Ohno has lived here for a while since he chose this place as their new base, so he is quite familiar with the area around the base.

He is now in the southwest corner of the stronghold.

It takes about 30 steps to run from here to the stronghold and to the position where I can receive support from my companions.

That is to say, as long as he can run the 30 steps and lure his companions here before being chased by Hosaka and others, he might be able to be saved.

So, Ohno took a deep breath to let his heart beat slightly calm down.

Then he raised his head and looked at Mizuno beside him:

"Master Samurai."

"Why?" Mizuno asked.

"" Ohno said something in a very light tone.

Mizuno, who couldn't hear what Ohno was saying, frowned.

"What did you say?"

As Mizuno asked, he subconsciously turned his body towards Ohno.

Ohno had been waiting for this moment.

As soon as Mizuno leaned his body forward in the direction where he was, Ohno violently jumped up, knocking Mizuno away fiercely, then spread his legs and rushed towards the stronghold with all his strength.

Due to the unexpected attack on Ohno, Mizuno was hit hard and sat down on the cold snow.

After being knocked down, Mizuno was stunned for a moment before he finally realized and shouted: