This is My Juggernaut Journey

This is my Journey to the Juggernaut" Author: Shaluo Shuangshu

【brief introduction】

For those who have not read the original work, every world can be viewed as an original and read without barriers.

From the bloody storm at the end of the curtain, to the mournful song of the wolf child in Weiming Kingdom; to be killed by the evil ghosts of the Blade of Ghosts, and then to the heroic battle of fate in the long night.

With a three-footed sword, behead the unrighteous.

My name is Yuzuru, and this is my path to the Sword Saint.

Experience the world: Sekiro - Kenshin (between the scenes) - Blade of Ghost Slayer - Sekiro (between the scenes) - FGO1.53 Corpse Mountains and Bloody Seas of the Country - Dragon Slaying - Holy Grail Battle - Empty Realm - Game Life ZRTO (End of the World)

(Introduction is hard, please see the text)

Chapter 1 The Journey Starts Again from Sekiro

the end of the warring states period

In late autumn, Pingtianzhuang is cold enough, the leaves are withered, and the clouds in the sky are as thick as lead.The manor is as huge as a small town. Pedestrians are in a hurry on the wide road, but at the gate of Zhuangzi, retainers with samurai swords on their waists and spears in their hands are patrolling back and forth, their faces as gloomy as the sky.

Weiming Country is going to war again, although this is nothing to the people who experienced the turmoil of the Warring States Period, but I heard that the world is tending to be unified, and Weiming Country, which is a thorn in the side of the inner government, has no chance of winning.

The strength comparison between the two sides is like heaven and earth, with a hundred times the population and ten times the army, it is not enough to rely on an old Juggernaut alone. The war is going on to the last moment.

Therefore, from the king down, everyone racked their brains to find a way to win.

The young men in the village were all armed, and the scene of wielding a knife can be seen everywhere. However, just beside the road, a young man dressed as a samurai leaned against the wall, looked at the thick clouds, and sighed.

"Hirataso, where did all of "Sekiro" begin? After the end of the Tokugawa period and the end of the Warring States period, that guy is really nonsense!"

The words were full of resentment, because he clearly saw an hourglass on the clouds, and there were a few big golden characters on the hourglass: "Swordsman Yuzuru, please survive in Hirata Manor for ten days."

This miraculous character is quite polite, but the boy named Yuzuru still vaguely remembers what will happen at Hirata Manor, that is surprise attack, massacre, sea of ​​fire and total annihilation!

But knowing these things can't be reported, and the scope of activities is limited, so many things are not easy to do.

"Let's try our best to survive. Fortunately, we already have some experience."

He took a deep breath, and habitually raised his hand to touch the hilt at his waist. The rope on the hilt had turned white, as if it had been used for many years.Yuxian didn't panic, kicked his hands into the wide cuffs of his kendo uniform, and walked to the dining hall in the center of Zhuangzi, ready to eat when he was full.

It was lunch time, and there were many samurai on the road. There was nothing good to eat at the end of the Warring States period. The lack of meat intake made most people look very strong, strong enough to see the ribs clearly, and the kendo suit Yuxian, who was a bit worn out and had savagely grown black hair tied into a pigtail, was even more inconspicuous, but he was happy to do so. Listening more, seeing more, and talking less, this is the way to survive.

So he took his lunch and found a corner to sit down, looked at the wooden tray, and curled his lips in disdain.

Two rice balls with wild vegetables and grains, and a bowl of clear soup that can make people look like a shadow. Is this the lunch of a low-level samurai?I think this Ashina country is a pill...

The samurai, who was once a member of the food empire, complained, threw the dry rice ball into his mouth, and then moistened it with clear soup. After chewing a few times, he heard footsteps next to him, and then the table was tapped lightly, and Yuzuru raised his head. I saw that the person who came was a young warrior with an ordinary face.

"Fei Village, you escaped the training in the morning again."

The tone was quite familiar, and Yuxian was stunned for a while, and when the introduction of the character set was completed, the cheeks that had stopped began to chew again, that's right, do as the Romans do.

"Inosuke, I don't need to participate in the shallow training of Qingzhuang, it's a waste of time."

This person is the introducer he took refuge in, and his ancestors have "quite a long history" and have also appeared in "Sekiro".

Seeing that Yuzuru was very casual, Inosuke's face collapsed, and he said coldly: "Master Nogami said, because the situation is getting more and more tense now, the Hirata family can't support idlers, and some samurai will be selected for assessment."

"Assessment?" Yuzuru had already finished the second rice ball, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "What will happen if you fail?"

"I don't know, nothing good will happen anyway!" Inosuke stroked his forehead, God knows where the best relative of his mother came from, if he was a worthless person, his introducer would also be implicated.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man walked in from the door of the dining hall. His clothes were more gorgeous, and his body had grown stronger. After scanning back and forth, he strode to the table.

"You are Yuzuru Himura?" The middle-aged man looked him up and down, and saw the other's worn-out kendo uniform and hilt with disdain on his face. This kind of wild samurai generally has no talent.

"I'm."

"Come with me, you have been selected, Master Nogami will conduct the assessment in person."

"Okay." Yuxian didn't say much, drank the soup, put the handkerchief in his arms, stood up slowly and asked, "What will happen if you fail?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, raised his head and said: "Expelled from the Hirata family, just to be on the safe side, you can also expel the dissatisfied trash from the Weiming country!"

"This..." Inosuke shook his head. In his opinion, this young man probably has to go out to argue, and everyone is considered a relative, so let's send some money when the time comes.

"Expulsion? This will make it difficult for me." Yuxian's slightly narrowed eyes opened slightly, and the whole person's demeanor changed. He reached out and inserted the long knife on the table back to his waist. The stunned people walked in the middle, ignored Inosuke, and kept their eyes on the middle-aged man's face.

"My lord, please lead the way."

"Oh... good." The middle-aged man came back to his senses, and inadvertently put away his contemptuous gaze, because he seemed to smell a smell just now—a disgusting smell of blood, whether it was or not Illusion, observe for a while before talking.

The middle-aged man with an online IQ did not bring any more troubles to Yuxian, and walked along the cold street towards the center of Zhuangzi without saying a word.The closer to the center, the more warriors, the tip of the gun is shining with cold light, and archers and musketeers can be seen on the guard towers that can be seen everywhere.

How did such a powerful defense force be breached?Could it be that Erwuzi's destructive power is so strong?

Yuzuru really couldn't associate this 'fortress' with the fire scene in his memory. He remembered that the equipment of those thieves was far inferior to those of these regular warriors, and looking at their fierce eyes, they didn't look like shit.

Yuzuru, who had been away from the computer for a long time, was distressed. Before he had time to think about it, he heard the clear sound of sword clashing from the wall in front.

When the two approached the gate, there was a sudden pause in the rapid chirping of the golden swords, and there was a muffled 'bang', and a black shadow flew out from the gate, rolling around on the ground several times, splashing a large amount of dust.Yuxian took a step back and looked down to see a bald warrior with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering from internal injuries.

"If you can resist twenty strokes from me, send him back to heal his wounds." At this moment, a harsh voice came from inside the door, and the guards immediately picked up the warrior who wanted to bow to thank him, and left quickly.

For low-level warriors in troubled times, life is obviously more important than face.

"Is it necessary? Everyone is living in troubled times." Yuxian looked away, seeing that the 'senior' was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, but he still didn't feel nervous.

"It is precisely because we are in troubled times that the incompetent will be eliminated." The middle-aged man finally smiled, his confidence returned to him, and he turned his head and urged: "If you don't want to fight, get out, Mr. Nogami Xuanzhai was trained when he was in our house." Master Yixin's advice!"

Wei Mingyixin, with the power of a sword master, can fight against the super strong in the inner palace. The middle-aged people all have a strong sense of superiority when they talk about it. If these wild warriors see Yixin adults, they may be willing to cut their belly for him!

"A sword master?"