There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 710
The torrential rain in early summer is sometimes bigger than expected.

But also, heavy rain is also torrential rain. The mountain climate itself is rich and changeable. When the rain washes the leaves and pours down from the sky, it is as dense as silk threads.

The Imagawa Army was evading in all directions in the rainstorm. Many people untied their armor and shields and put them on top of their heads. However, compared with the lightweight umbrellas and straw hats, such rain gear was a bit too heavy.

If there is anything to be thankful for, it is that the heavy rain has indeed relieved a lot of heat.

Of course, Imakawa Yoshimoto is not as embarrassed as his soldiers. As the commander of the army, his car has a sunshade of course. This sunshade can be used to shade the sun, so it can naturally avoid the rain.

And as the clouds finally disappeared, Yoshimoto Imakawa looked at the soldiers who were resting in the rain all around, and couldn't help frowning: "Order, let them get up, we have already had a good rest with the help of the rain, and now the heat It’s solved, it’s a good time to hurry.”

But even if Imagawa Yoshimoto gave the order, the guards around him still couldn't effectively pull up the sleepy soldiers. Exhaustion, even if it is said to be whipped with a rattan cane, it has little effect.

Soon, the attendants came to report: "My lord, the soldiers are too exhausted after traveling and fighting, can you give them a little more half an hour?"

"A military order is like a mountain, and it should be as vigorous and resolute as Fenglin Volcano." Imakawa Yoshimoto couldn't help being a little furious: "Now we are still in a dangerous situation, how can we be so slack?"

"When we go to the base of Furuno Castle, there will naturally be the wealth accumulated by the entire Oda family for hundreds of years for you to enjoy. Isn't this better than the muddy land here?"

Even though Yoshimoto Imagawa scolded him so severely, it was still difficult for these extremely exhausted soldiers to cheer up. Someone suggested to Yoshimoto Imagawa: "My lord, I think we should light a fire and dry our clothes before marching, otherwise Once it is said that the epidemic is rampant in the army, it will greatly violate the original intention of your lord."

Imagawa Yoshimoto found that his mobilization was not as strong as before, and he was a little disappointed. At this time, there was a step just right to go down, and he nodded immediately: "Okay, then let the soldiers light the fire, anyway, Oda Nobunaga Knowing we're here, even if a fire were fired, there's no risk of revealing the position."

"Your Excellency is indeed wise." The attendant said with great joy.

At this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the air, breaking the tranquility of this tired afternoon.

And then, gunshots rang out like rain, and those erratic and fast bullets filled the space of each other.

"What is this?" Yoshimoto Imagawa couldn't help but panicked.

And the next moment, the warning sounds of enemy attacks were heard everywhere.

"Kill, Imakawa Yoshimoto is here, beheading his head is the victory of this battle."

Imakawa Yoshimoto stood up and looked from a distance, and saw that at the end of the jungle, enemies appeared from all directions. They held firecrackers and charged while shooting, but the firearms of the Imagawa family were not enough. The heavy rain almost wetted all the gunpowder, causing most of the firecrackers to be unable to fire, and the situation became somewhat one-sided for a while.

"Charge! Charge!" Imakawa Yoshimoto said loudly.

He is not a so-called wine bag and rice bag. He has experience in leading soldiers since he was a child, and he knows the importance of the art of war.

If you are blindly exposed to the opponent's attack at this time but have no way to fight back, your morale will soon collapse.

But on the contrary, if a counterattack can be organized against the opponent's bullets, then with the advantage of numbers, the Imagawa army can still defeat the opponent.

After all, how many troops Oda Nobunaga can have, Imakawa Yoshimoto still has a good idea, not to mention the sudden raid, after losing 300 people, he can organize two or three thousand-man teams is the limit.

"They don't have many people, don't be intimidated by their bravado."

But the development of the matter was completely beyond Imagawa Yoshimoto's expectations. In other words, these soldiers who couldn't even hit the cane just now, how can they be brave and fearless in the face of the enemy's firecrackers like a torrential rain? How about launching another counterattack with the momentum of death?
Of course, in fact, counter-charge can indeed exist, because the accuracy of bird guns in this era is not high. Even if the accuracy is improved by extremely lengthening the barrel and adding aiming devices, human strength has a limit after all.

And the number of Oda troops is indeed small. I am afraid that there are only about 800 people who can reach the front-line battlefield for shooting in the first time. There are nearly ten thousand troops in the army. Such a ratio is also absolutely crushed by the number of people.

But what the heck—the current Imagawa army really can't organize a powerful enough counterattack.

People kept getting shot and fell down, and painful groans and wailing resounded throughout the battlefield. Moreover, those samurai who didn't wear armor well, how could they deal with the flying bullets and the sword in the hands of the fully armed samurai?

In the battle of cold weapons, morale is a very important thing, besides, the Sichuan army is only resting here temporarily, and there is no time to set up camp and build fortifications.

Because who would build another fortification in such a short resting place?Besides, the Imagawa army is still so tired?

The situation became overwhelming in an instant.

The routs soon began to appear, but what was even more desperate was that the only way to escape was the barrel narrow space we had just walked through.

It was the narrow, narrow, and long valley, and because of the trampling of the previous army and the subsequent heavy rain, it became a muddy and swampy mountain road.

"My lord, we can't stand it anymore!" Amidst such gunshots, Yoshimoto Imagawa was already surrounded by his own guards. These guards used their bodies as Yoshimoto Imagawa's shield to block those raindrops Falling bullets.

"Let's retreat quickly."

"Withdraw?" Imakawa Yoshimoto roared loudly: "Where are we going to withdraw? There is a barrel behind us, how can so many people withdraw? Only by organizing a counterattack here can it be possible to smash Oda Nobunaga's attack. "

"But now the soldiers have no way to resist. We drove for a day, fought again, and experienced this heavy rain. Most of the soldiers have no way to join the battle in the first place. Moreover, the forward troops have collapsed. There is an army following up, but they can't get the exact situation ahead, they can only know the collapse ahead, so the morale of the army will be shaken almost instantly." The chief guard looked at Yoshimoto Imakawa and said earnestly: "We don't regret our death, But if your lord dies here, the Imagawa family's hegemony may be ruined, even if we fail here, we will be able to regroup and avenge today's revenge sooner or later."

Imagawa Yoshimoto looked around, and there were gunshots and shouts of killing everywhere. Of course, now that the situation has gradually entered a melee, the gunshots have decreased a lot, and more are the screams and dying at the moment of injury. Moaning before.

"I'm not reconciled." Imagawa Yoshimoto murmured in pain, "Why was I defeated by that kid Oda Nobunaga?"

"Let's keep the green hills, don't be afraid that there will be no firewood, my lord, let's go." The guard urged.

Imagawa Yoshimoto gritted his teeth, and hurriedly got off the car—he was too fat to ride a horse, and even if he rode a horse, such a mountain road would not be easy to travel, so this time the expeditionary force was mostly infantry, with only a very small number If the cavalry and pack horse supply troops continue to sit on sedan chairs, not only will the target be too big, but it will also be inconvenient to move. Only when the horses are found under the guard of the personal guards can there be hope of breaking through-Imagawa Yoshimoto is just inconvenient to ride horses, and not Not really know how to ride a horse.

Shang Jiuge, who was watching quietly from the sidelines, sighed, and she chose to follow Yoshimoto Imagawa who was retreating lightly, and continued to fulfill her previous mission.

In this battle, to protect the safety of Imagawa Yoshimoto, no matter what kind of assassin she encounters, she will not let Imagawa Yoshimoto be easily threatened.

Even if the assassin is Fang Bie.

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"My lord, our army has won."

"Our army has won."

On this battlefield where blood was flowing and corpses were strewn across the field, such voices soon rang out.

Oda Nobunaga's own white robe was also covered in blood.

Even if this is a standard surprise attack in which the elite of the light army raids the exhausted army, because of the gap in numbers, even Oda Nobunaga, who has the right time, place and people, does not feel the slightest ease.

Although most of the Imagawa army was fleeing, no one would kill them when they were facing life and death. He himself participated in the fight and killed several enemies with his sword.

"Congratulations, Mr. Nobunaga." Kinoshita Tokichiro walked in front of Oda Nobunaga wearing armor covered in blood. A string of human heads hung from his waist like a wine gourd. A rough count showed that there were as many as seven or eight heads. It can be seen that this young man, who is as thin as a monkey, is as brave as a lion and a tiger when he really goes to the battle.

Oda Nobunaga frowned and looked at Tokichiro Kinoshita: "Have you found the head of Imagawa Yoshimoto?"

"No." Kinoshita Tokichiro shook his head: "Imagawa Yoshimoto has his personal guards, and he must have escaped from the barrel by being coerced."

"Then hurry up and chase!" Oda Nobunaga said loudly.

"According to the agreement between Nobunaga-sama and the Shenzhou swordsman, didn't he agree that as long as we win this battle, he will help us take down the head of Imagawa Yoshimoto?" Kinoshita Fujikichiro looked at Oda Nobunaga Puzzled, he patted the head on his waist: "This time, our army has indeed won a big victory. It is roughly estimated that the decapitation has exceeded [-] levels, and the Imagawa army that broke up in the narrow gap ahead is fleeing and stamping on each other. Casualties could have been higher."

"Next, just wait for the good news from that young man named Fang Bie."

"Monkey." Oda Nobunaga looked at Tokichiro Kinoshita and said seriously: "Will you put your life in the hands of someone you have never met?"

Kinoshita Tokichiro looked at Oda Nobunaga, then shook his head: "I only want to entrust my life to Mr. Nobunaga."

Oda Nobunaga shook his head and smiled: "That's right, we haven't done our best yet, and we are pinning our final hope of winning in the hands of strangers. If he does what we want, of course everyone will be happy. If he continues to stand by and do nothing, this time Victory in battle is but ripples on the water, fleeting in an instant."

"Imakawa Yoshimoto will make a comeback after all. Next time, if you want to replicate this great victory, it will be as difficult as climbing the sky."

Kinoshita Tokichiro looked at the serious Oda Nobunaga: "So what do you mean, my lord?"

"Keep chasing!" Oda Nobunaga said loudly.

He immediately looked around and shouted loudly: "Listen to my order!"

As soon as this remark came out, the warriors who were searching for loot and beheading the dead body all looked at the bloody Patriarch.

"Drop all the heads!" Oda Nobunaga shouted, "Drop all the trophies!"

"These things won't run away by themselves with long arms and legs. We're going to chase those things with long arms and legs, catch them, cut off their arms and legs, take their lives, and take their trophies."

"Follow me, and there will be more victories and exploits."

"Let's chase into the barrel bay."

"Draw this battle that is destined to be recorded in the annals of Japan's history, and draw a final happy ending."

"At that time, you will all be celebrities and heroes of history, and Imakawa Yoshimoto will become our defeated opponent, an insignificant stumbling block!"

Following Oda Nobunaga's call, those warriors who were still searching the battlefield just now dropped their burdens one after another, and followed Oda Nobunaga, stepping on the enemy's corpses and blood, and continued to attack into the barrel narrow room. This battle draws the final glorious full stop.

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"Interesting?" Fang Bie asked quietly.

He and Yan Yu watched the whole process of the battle.

Yan Yu shook her head.

War is really meaningless, just an evil ritual that turns people into beasts.

In a battle in which both sides have become murderers, the killing has here become entirely innocent, even a commendable act of heroism.

When a battle is disassembled, what you see is just one death after another.

A game in which the killer is quickly killed.

"It's really not interesting." Fang Bie nodded: "But the good news is that Oda Nobunaga did win as he promised."

"But Imakawa Yoshimoto escaped." Yan Yu said quietly.

Imagawa Yoshimoto escaped almost under the noses of the two of them.

"Yes." Fang Bie nodded.

"Shouldn't you kill him?" Yan Yu said with a smile.

"It's not yet time for me to make a move." Fang Bie said quietly, "Besides, if I make a move, I have to pass Shang Jiuge's level first, which is quite nerve-wracking."

"Look, Oda Nobunaga is going after him first, so we can watch the show first."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to find the real master after watching the show?" Yan Yu asked.

"No." Fang Bie vetoed quietly, he looked at the girl in front of him and smiled.

"Imakawa Yoshimoto is too fat."

"He walks too slowly."

(End of this chapter)