I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

Outside the city, the shogunate army, the whole army is in the main formation.

"Master Inamori." Inamori's confidant reported respectfully, "All units are ready."

This short sentence from the confidant made Inamori let out a long sigh as if he was relieved.

"It's finally time."

"Yes." The confidant who was reporting to Inamori just now nodded and echoed, "It's finally time to capture the Red Moon Fortress. We have waited too long."

"The gods were still against me yesterday." Inamori smiled wryly and raised his head, looking at the sky above his head. "At the most critical moment yesterday, there was a snowstorm, which delayed the attack of our artillery array."

"And now, the gods are finally on my side."

"This dark cloud should dissipate in a short time. I'm not afraid of anything now, but I'm afraid that the weather will be unfavorable, and some kind of heavy snowstorm will blow up, forcing our attack to be postponed."

At this moment, the thick dark clouds in the sky are now showing a tendency to spread out. Compared with this morning, the thickness is much thinner.

Originally, when he woke up early this morning and saw such thick dark clouds, Inamori was still a little worried about whether there would be a sudden snowstorm today, which would affect their attack.

Now it seems that there is no need to worry about this matter.

"Send the order to the Second Army." Inamori straightened his waist, waved the military equipment in his palm, and said loudly, "Attack!"

Woo!Woo!Woo!Woo!

In these days, the sound of a rushing conch can be heard every day piercing into Tang Shen's ears.

With a Japanese sword in his left hand, Tang Shen, with his arms hanging down naturally, looked at the shogunate army slowly moving outside the city with the sound of conch shells.

Tang Shen felt that his mood was very strange now.

Obviously the battle will start again soon.

Obviously, their side has fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and they may not be able to survive until tonight.

Obviously, I might die today.

But Tang Shen just felt that his mood was very relaxed.

Faintly, I also felt a little joy.

This feeling is actually not unfamiliar to Tang Shen.

He remembers the feeling.

The last time he felt this way was decades ago.

It was the last time he appeared in the public eye.

It was when he stood up for the girl whose parents were killed by Yakuza.

It's been too long, and Tang Shen can't remember the details of what happened at that time.

I just remember that at that time, I wholeheartedly wanted to be appreciated by a certain daimyo, and was awarded a high official and rich salary, but I got nothing after running for many years.In this era of world honors and wealth, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky if you want to climb up.

I just remember that I just passed by that inconspicuous small town by chance at that time, and then ran into the little girl whose parents were both killed by Yakuza.

I just remembered that after listening to the little girl's story about her own experience, I felt like my head was getting hot for a while, and I attacked the Yakuza's lair with a knife.

I just remember that the gang of Yakuzas were not easy to deal with. Not only were they numerous, but there were also many skilled "former warriors" among them.

Although Tang Shen couldn't remember the details of these things clearly.

But there was only one thing, Tang Shen still remembered very clearly that it was the first time he swung a knife purely for others, not for his own fame and fortune.

When carrying his Japanese sword and striding towards the Yakuza's lair, Tang Shen's feeling at that moment is very similar to now, it should be said to be exactly the same, obviously doing something that is not good for him things, but I feel quite relaxed, and there is still a little joy in the faint.

Destiny makes people obsessed with fame and fortune, and he wields a knife in order to obtain high officials and rich salary. The last time he wields a knife in the public eye, but it is not for fame and fortune.

Tang Shen didn't know why he felt this way again.

But Tang Shen found out that what he was doing now was very similar to what he was doing for that little girl back then, and they were all doing things that were not good for him.

And what I did this time was even crazier. Last time I just killed a group of Yakuza, but now I am confronting the army of the shogunate.

Tang Shen never told anyone about why he suddenly changed his mind, endured the fear of death, and drew his sword to Chanup to help him.

Or you just don't know how to explain it to others.

It was only after chatting with A-Ming just now that Tang Shen told outsiders why he was like this for the first time.

When Tang Shen personally said what he wanted to do and why he wanted to do it, Tang Shen instantly felt like the big stone that had accumulated in his chest fell to the ground.

The mood also turned into this weird relaxed mood with a little joy.

Chanup is not much younger than him, and he is obviously a lot of age, but he is still willing to do everything he can for what he insists on.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting a high official and a good salary, he completely abandoned his ambition, lived in seclusion in Ezo and became a pet trader, and lived a life of no goal for decades, just living for the sake of living.

I am just an old man who is no different from an empty body.

And Chanup's body has not yet become an empty shell like him.

Tang Shen felt a little ashamed about this.

At the same time, I also feel a little envious.

The fortress under my feet is the home of so many people, and it is the "refuge" that Chanup dreamed of building.

Instead of letting an old guy like myself, who is no different from an empty shell, live, it is better to let this extraordinary city continue to survive.

So, with this thought in his mind, he grabbed the knife and climbed onto the city wall.Has been fighting until now.

Yes.

He's now drawing his sword again for something that's not going to do him any good.

In order for this kind of fortress, which is far more valuable than this old guy to survive, to continue to stand!

"kill!"

"Come on!"

The shouts and shouts of people charging and killing outside the city have already been heard.

"I'm in a good mood"

God Tang murmured subconsciously.

The corners of the mouth turned up slightly unconsciously.

Tang Shen now felt that his body was very hot, and the blood in every vessel seemed to be burning.

This feeling that his whole body seemed to be burning made Tang Shen couldn't help recalling the scenes when he was still "Shendu Unclean Zhai" when he confronted a powerful enemy.

This feeling of burning blood has never been felt since she lived in seclusion in Ezo.

"Quick! Take the ladder! Take the ladder!"

"Climb up! Climb up!"

The long ladder of the Hejun has already reached the inner city wall.

Tang Shen ripped off the jacket on his upper body, and with his left hand, he opened the mouth of the Japanese sword stuck on his left waist.

At this moment, Tang Shen felt the youthful past slowly recovering in his body.

Yes.

He felt that he seemed to have become the glorious, young self who was also high-spirited, vowed to gain fame with a knife in his hand, and still had great ambitions.

I'm not Tang Shen, a pet trader who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and doesn't want to cause trouble.

I am Kamito Rouzo of "Unclean Fasting".

I am not someone else.

"Kill all these barbarians!"

"Kill!"

The first batch of soldiers who climbed up the city wall along the long ladder, holding various weapons, came to surround and kill the soldiers and God Tang who appeared in front of them.

"Japanese sword technique."

No, Tang Shen, it should be said that Shendu slowly pulled out the Japanese sword from his waist and held it high above his head.

"Shendu soft creation!"

Shendu's voice was raised.

"Come on!"

"bring it on!"

The roar of the old man whose blood hadn't stopped burning resounded throughout the entire world.

The sword shadow shakes.

Flesh and blood flew.

Cold light flickered.

What came into the left ear was the roar and roar.

What came to the right ear was the clanging of spears and swords.

Raising his head, it was like a rain of locust arrows.

Bow your head, there are dead bodies everywhere.

The Ainu over there stared at his red eyes and stabbed another Japanese soldier off the city wall.

The Kazuto over here hugged his arm with bones exposed and howled loudly.

The desperate Ainu people did not budge.

When the spear was gone, he drew the machete.

The machete was gone, so I grabbed the arrow.

When the arrows are gone, go grab Heren's weapons.

There is nothing left, just use the most primitive human weapons such as fists, elbows, knees, and teeth.

They use their best methods to fight against powerful enemies.

This is already a great battle that is destined to leave a strong mark in the millennium war between the Wajin and the Ainu.

This fortress is the stage of the great battle.

Ten thousand peace troops and more than a thousand Ainu people staged the battle on this stage.

Kazuto, who had decided not to delay any day, and the Ainu, who would never back down, coincidentally on this day, pushed this war to the climax of determining the final outcome.

Creepy, but also heart-pounding.

The battlefield where brains and blood fly together is horrific, but also shocking.

As if the heavens were about to peek into this great battle, the speed of the dark clouds dissipating further accelerated, and more and more sunlight came through the gaps in the dark clouds and sprinkled all over the field.

Inamori, who was the main commander of this great battle, looked indifferently at the fort that was now turned into a blood mill.

And Chanup, who was also the main commander of this battle, stood at the forefront, fighting the enemy bravely, and at the same time boosted everyone's morale.

Even though the battle line was being continuously compressed, Chanup and the others resisted to the death.

There is only one place.

There was only one place where the battle lines were not compressed.

"Hey! A few more people here! There is a difficult master here!"

"Didn't reinforcements just come here?"

"It is indeed here! But the reinforcements who just arrived were killed in a short while!"

"What? How is it possible?! The reinforcements who came to your side just now have a full 20 ohhhhhhhhh!"

The soldier hadn't finished speaking when he saw the tip of a long spear zooming in his field of vision at a speed that his eyes couldn't catch. When he came back to his senses, the long spear had already pierced his head.

Shendu holds a spear in his left hand and a Japanese sword in his right.

Use a long spear to attack enemies at medium and long distances, and use a Japanese sword to kill enemies who rush in front of him.

Shendu is not very clear about his family background.

All I know is that one of my ancestors was a former general of the Ming Army who came to Japan after the Ming Kingdom in Tang Tu fell.