I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

"We are just guests of the Red Moon Fortress. We have no right to intervene in what the people of the Red Moon Fortress will do in the future."

"I've done everything that needs to be done. The rest is up to Chanup and the others to decide when to tell the people the bad news and how to get through this crisis."

After finishing speaking, Ogata straightened the bearskin quilt that was covering O-Machi's body.

"Okay, let's not talk, you can continue to sleep. You need to rest more now."

Machi nodded obediently and closed her eyes.

In just a few breaths, the bearskin quilt covering A-Ming's body rose and fell rhythmically again.

at the same time

Red Moon Fortress, in a hut

At this moment, the hut was very lively, and there were more than ten people sitting in a circle in the hut.

Now, if there is a member of the Red Moon Fortress present, he will be shocked when he sees the faces of these people gathered here.

Chanup, the "second in command" Retannoe, and almost all the people with names and surnames in the Red Moon Fortress are now gathered here.

Everyone sat in a circle according to the rules of the Ainu people.

Many people present were long-smokers who never left their hands, so the hut is now like a "wonderland", filled with smoke, and many people are smoking there.

Chanup, one of the "old smokers", is holding his old smoker with a mouthpiece whose paint is peeling off.

The rest of the people present formed a great contrast with the silent Chanup who was smoking a cigarette. Except for Chanup, almost all of them were speaking generously now.

"Why can't you people understand? Apart from fighting to the death, do we have any other way to deal with it?"

The person who said this was the "second in command" Retannoe.

He stared straight at some people around him.

As soon as Lei Tannoe's words fell, a middle-aged man sitting opposite Lei Tannoe immediately said anxiously:

"Fight to the death with Kazuto? Don't be kidding! Didn't that friend of Chanup say that? There are tens of thousands of Kazutos attacking! We, Heyezhe, count all the old and weak, women and children, and the population is only There are more than a thousand people! Those who can hold weapons are only 3 to 400 people, how are we going to fight?"

The "friend of Chanup" mentioned by this middle-aged population naturally refers to Tang Shen.

A few days ago, after learning the bad news of "the attack of the shogunate army" from Tang Shenna, in order to avoid causing large-scale panic, Chanup decided to "think about countermeasures first, and then spread the bad news widely". Tell the matter to a very small number of high-level leaders headed by Lei Tanuoye, and then discuss with these people what to do.

The people in the house at this time are the only people in Red Moon Fortress who know that they are in a catastrophe.

Originally, Lei Tannoe and the others couldn't believe Tang Shen's one-sided words.

It wasn't until the survivor of Takta Village fled to them and told them that Takta Village was razed by the Japanese army that they finally believed that a huge crisis had come to them

These days, they have held countless similar meetings.

But until now, they have not discussed a result

After the voice of the middle-aged man who advocated "escape" fell, Retannoe glared at the middle-aged man who sang against him

"Now it's not a question of whether to fight or not."

"The current situation is that we must fight."

"The army of Heren is approaching, what else can we do besides stand up and resist?!"

"And we are not without chance! We have this city left by the Lucians!"

"Relying on this fortress, even if there are only a few hundred soldiers, they can survive the attack of tens of thousands of troops for a not short period of time."

"Heren dispatched such a large-scale army, so many people eat horse chews every day, and the daily food consumption must be unimaginable."

"As long as we can hold off until Kazuto's army's supplies run out, we'll be saved!"

The middle-aged man who just sang against him snorted coldly:

"Leitannoe, what do you think is the chance of winning with this method of dragging down and supplying people?"

"Do you really think that with such a small number of us, we can last until the supplies of the Japanese army run out?"

Rettan Noemer was silent.

After a while, he said slowly:

"The odds of winning are indeed not high, but at least there is a glimmer of hope."

The middle-aged man snorted again, and then, like Lei Tannoe, he scanned the surrounding people.

"Everyone, don't listen to Retannoe's nonsense."

"If we fight against Heren's tens of thousands of troops, we, Heyezhe, will only be destroyed."

"Before the Heren's army is in the future, let's abandon this place and run away."

"Escape?" Lei Tannoe snorted coldly this time, "Where can we escape?"

"If we abandon this city left by the Lucians, then we are really doomed!"

"Our greatest weapon is the fortress left by the Lucians."

"Without the protection of this fortress, Kazuto's army can destroy us with a single charge."

Retannoe looked at several people who were around his age present.

"Many of the people present are old companions who went south together to find a new home and went through hardships together."

"You should all know how slow the team is when migrating with so many old and weak women and children."

"There are horses and cavalry with people, and the speed is extremely fast."

"This time, Kazuto made it clear that he wanted to destroy us. I don't think they'll just let us escape."

"If they send out cavalry, they can catch up with us in just a blink of an eye."

"In a field battle with Heren, we will definitely lose."

"So we can't abandon this city no matter what!"

"You guys are so embarrassed to say that my chances of defending the city are slim. How high are your chances of escaping? I'm afraid it's not as high as mine!"

After being choked back by Lei Tanuoye, the middle-aged man stiffened his neck and said:

"Maybe Kazuto just wants the fortress left by the Lucians. As long as we obediently throw away this fortress, Kazuto won't spend extra effort chasing us."

"Maybe?" Retannoe sneered, "So you plan to bet everyone's wealth and life on this and people's mercy?"

As soon as Lei Tanuoye's words fell, there were several voices of echo:

"Retannoe is right! This fortress must never be abandoned!"

"This is the new home we found and built with great difficulty! I will never abandon our home!"

"Let's fight to the death with Kazuto! Just like what Lei Tannoe said just now! We are not without chance of winning! Relying on this fortress, we have every chance to wear down Hoto's supplies!"

Some people supported Lei Tannoe, and naturally some people supported the middle-aged man who advocated "running for his life".

The two factions of the "battle faction" and the "fleeing faction" quarreled and expressed their opinions.

But there are also very few people who did not say a word throughout the whole process. Chanup is one of the "very few people".

Chanup has been smoking a cigarette silently, with his head down, silent, making it impossible to see what he is thinking now.

At this time, Retannoe noticed Chanup, who had hardly spoken since the beginning of the meeting.

"Chanup! Tell us your opinion!" Retannoe looked at Chanup, "Do you support war or escape?"

As soon as Retan Noe finished speaking, the "battle of scolding" that had already reached a fever pitch gradually subsided, and everyone turned their heads to look at Chanup.

Bathed in the gazes cast by everyone, Chanup's face remained normal.

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, he let out a long breath:

"Let me think again."

After saying that, Chanup stood up slowly.

"I'm very tired now and don't have the energy to participate in the discussion anymore. I'm leaving first. If you want to continue the discussion, you can continue the discussion."

After speaking, without waiting for the others to respond, Chanup went straight to the door.

"Hey! Chanup! Wait!" Retannoe immediately stood up and blocked Chanup's way, "You suddenly left the meeting halfway, what are you thinking? Do you know that the fire is imminent?"

"I know." Chanup whispered, "but please give me a break now."

Retan Noeben wanted to say something more.

But after seeing Chanup's tired face, he felt that all the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat.

Chanup bypassed Retannoe and continued towards the door of the house.

This time, Retan Noe did not try to stop Chanup.

The rest of the people don't know what's going on right now, or what to do, they all sit where they are, looking at each other.

No one came to stop him, Chanup left the hut smoothly and disappeared in front of everyone in the room.

Lei Tannoe turned his head, glanced at the door with complicated eyes, and said loudly:

"Since Chanup is tired, let him go to rest first! Let's continue doing what we should do!"

"Who said just now that our warriors are only 300 at most? The number of people we can afford to fight with bows and spears is at least 400!"

The "war of cursing" that had been suspended was once again in full swing.

3 days later

"Come on, little girl, it's time to change the dressing. Young man, help me lift your wife up."

"it is good."

Ogata helped A-Machi to sit up, and then Kunoya began to untie the sackcloth that tightly wrapped most of A-Machi's upper body.

At this moment, Ogata and Acho are in Kunoya's clinic.

In order to facilitate A-Ming's treatment, with Kunoya's consent, Ogata and the others have been living in the clinic for the past 3 days.

During these 3 days, Ogata and A-Machi spent "care" and "rehabilitation".

Wanting to heal his injuries quickly, so that he can leave here with Ogata as soon as possible, these 3 days are very suitable for Kunoya's treatment.

Ogata, on the other hand, has always been by A-Ming's side, giving A-Ming meticulous care.

While untying the sackcloth for A-Machi, Kunoya asked A-Machi:

"Little girl, do you feel uncomfortable today?"

"No." Ah-cho replied honestly, "The wound still hurts as usual, and I feel so tired every day, and I still can't sit up with my own strength."

"This is normal. After all, you are not injured lightly. You can tell by the color of your lips that you are bleeding a lot. It will be a long time before you recover."

After finishing speaking, Kunoya had just untied the thick linen cloth wrapped around A-Ming's upper body.

"Well, the wound is recovering well." Kunoya carefully looked at Ah-ding's wound several times, "It seems that you have listened to me obediently and rested well."

"Just keep going like this, and your recovery should come sooner."

"Really?" A-cho asked in surprise.

"Of course it's true." Kunoya nodded, "Okay, stop talking, I'm going to apply the medicine."

Kunoya applied the medicine evenly on A-Ming's wound, then took out a new roll of sackcloth, and rewrapped A-Ming's upper chest.

"Continue to lie down obediently." Kunoya took out her bong, "I have some things to deal with now, I have to go out for a while, and I will be back soon, you two help me watch my clinic temporarily."

Ogata: "No problem."

Kunoya strode away.

As soon as Kunoya left, Ah Ding suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

"Looks like I'm going to take off these sackcloths quickly."

"What's wrong?" Ogata asked, "Did Kunoya be tied too tight just now?"

"It's not a question of whether it's tight or not." A-Ming shook his head, "Don't you think the linen is uncomfortable no matter whether it's tied tight or loose?"

"Ah, I understand somewhat." Ogata nodded.

Ogata, who has tried several times to wrap his body like a rice dumpling, can understand how uncomfortable it is to be wrapped in sackcloth.

There were no bandages at this time, and the comfort of linen as a substitute for bandages was quite average.

A large area of ​​the body is covered with sackcloth, which feels quite uncomfortable.