[Comprehensive] There are thirteen days left until the collapse of the Honmaru

Unlike the winning side cheering on the battlefield, Oda Nobutada has already known the result of the battle in advance through a fast-tracked approach.

Everyone thought that he would fly into a rage, but this time he didn't. He just silently retreated to the left and right, and sat there for a long time holding the information that seemed to be weighty.After a long time, the sadness and desperation in his eyes should never be seen by his subordinates.

"...Papa Shibata."

He called this venerable elder and senior Daddy in the air, not because he was denying his own father, but because he respected and admired this loyal old minister.

"Now, even you want to leave me?"

The information was written very briefly, but Oda Nobutada was able to imagine what happened that night through just a few words.

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Hideyoshi led his troops to chase down the city of Kitanosho. Shibata Katsuie knew that he could no longer escape this time, so he decided to dismiss his retainers and order them to surrender to their enemies in order to survive.

However, all the retainers said in unison: "Even in that world, we will serve you!"

Shibata was so moved that he held the last banquet.After the banquet, he asked his lover Ashi to take his three daughters out of the city to surrender.I believe that for Nobunaga's face, no matter how bold Hashiba Hideyoshi is, he will not kill Nobunaga's most beloved sister, Ashi.

But Ashi, a strange woman in the Warring States Period who had a rough life, still refused. Her first husband was Nagamasa Asai, who had been killed by her brother because of her rebellion.Today's Shibata Katsuya is her second husband, but will also be her last husband.So she also rejected Shibata Katsuya's order with a smile, and only sent the children out of the city, choosing to stay with her husband to live and die.

Finally, accompanied by the retainers, Shibata and his wife walked up to the castle tower hand in hand, and sang their farewell words.

"Xia Mengwuchang is famous in the first life, and the cuckoo's mournful cry goes up to the sky!"

When Shibata Katsuya lived in the castle tower and shouted to the outside of the city, "Look carefully at the death of your master Katsuka!", he successively killed his lover and voluntary loyal retainers, and finally cut his own seppuku, and the remaining retainers were also set on fire immediately. The explosive fuse that had been prepared... Finally, when Hashiba Hideyoshi's men rushed in, what they got was the ruins of a castle tower that had been completely blown up.

No bones left.

This is the final outcome of the former Oda family chief minister.

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Can this not make Oda Nobutada feel the pain and despair from the bottom of his heart?

Nobutada remembered that after the Honnoji incident more than half a year ago, people in the family were panicked, but Akechi Mitsuhide wanted to take over the world—it was Shibata Katsuya who was the first to lend him the soldiers and horses in his hands, and he also stood clearly on his side .Later, under his protection, the poor Oda young master got a little respite.

Later, even though the team has grown stronger, Shibata still abides by his duty and loyalty as a courtier, and rushes up and down for his future, even at the expense of completely tearing his face with Hashiba Hideyoshi...

Now, he finally lost this protection. Umbrella, he was about to confront Hashiba Hideyoshi head-on.

The fear of the future and the fate of failure tightly clenched Oda Nobutada's heart.The explosion in Beizhizhuang shocked not only the enemy Hashiba Hideyoshi, but also him, as the head of the Oda family and the lord, Nobutada.

It was as if the veteran yelled to him in the air, wanting to prove his backbone and determination that he would never bow his head to the last moment. Such a heavy trust made Oda Nobutada almost unable to face it.

He didn't dare to imagine that if he was really defeated and died, what face would he have to go to hell to meet those who trusted him, to see Papa Shibata, to see his lord father?

【"So... I told you at the beginning, why did you refuse to accept my power."】

A strange voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, Oda Nobutada opened his eyes suddenly, he drew out his knife in horror, and looked around the empty surroundings: "Who is talking!"

No one answered.

【"It doesn't matter who I am."】The voice that seemed to evoke his most unbearable and painful memories continued, 【"The important thing is that I saved you once, and I can... save you the second time, the second time." Three times... as long as you believe me."]

Indeed, indeed... was saved by this guy.

Oda Nobutada finally remembered that night surrounded by flames, with enemies on the left and right, loyal subordinates died in front of him one by one, and all escape routes were sealed by the sea of ​​flames, and then... himself, dead?

Ah, so I've already died once.

He slowly stood up from his seat, unconsciously let go of his hand, and the sharp knife fell to the ground with a "clang".He stood there slumped, like a lost child.

It really hurts when he dies, but he doesn't want to die, and he doesn't want to disappoint those who value him...

【"Have you forgotten, Mr. Nobutada... What made you decide to accept my conditions? Have you forgotten that feeling?"】

"Of course I haven't."

His whole body was shaking violently, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his pupils shrank to the extreme, but his tone remained strangely calm.

"It's unwillingness...it's unwillingness to die and fail."

Not reconciled.

He is not reconciled!

If you cross that threshold, if you can leave that night alive, what kind of changes will happen in this era and this world?

His lover, his infant son, his friends, his subjects...they will see a different ending.

And... Father, he will be happy too. If he can fulfill his unfulfilled last wish and unify this war-torn world, father will definitely be proud of him.

Therefore, he Oda Nobutada was not reconciled to failure, not reconciled to such an ending.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but shed tears down his face. He didn't know what would happen if he agreed to this voice, but...it doesn't matter anymore.

He wants to see, this different story.

"……it is good."

He replied in a low voice, as heavy as the last stroke of signing his name on a devil's contract.

The treacherous voice laughed wildly, and the gate of the castle tower was blown open with a strong and strange wind, all the fabrics inside were rolled up, and hundreds of thousands of candles in the whole tall building seemed to be in an instant. Couldn't stand the chill like that and was blown out!

It seemed that something terrible in the darkness had finally descended on this city.

"Huh? What about the candles in the castle tower..." Several retainers standing outside the door were originally chatting, and they also noticed this strange situation.

"Oops! The lord is still inside!"

"Could it be an assassin?!"

"Come on people!"

While asking the guards to call for help, the retainers bravely drew their weapons and prepared to rush in to rescue Oda Nobutada.

However, at the next moment, a bone-covered paw stepped out from the darkness of the gate, and a bone monster gleaming with purple luster held a knife and poked its head out from inside.

All human beings watched by it felt a great chill in their hearts.

"This, what kind of monster is this..." Someone asked with chattering teeth.

No one can answer him, because more and similar things are constantly emerging from the castle tower.

It was as if tonight, this main defensive building that had been built confidently for a long time had turned into a "worm nest" full of monsters.

Ichiichi Ichishin and others who were walking with Hotaru suddenly felt that a strange and kind power was born in this world.

"This feeling is..." Hou flicked his tail, with a weird taste for the kindness of this mystery.

"Not quite right." Cattail continued his words.

In fact, after a night of getting along and traveling, everyone found that Hotaru was not as cold as imagined, and he was still very enthusiastic, and he strongly invited his friends to visit him.

Well, at most, he was ruthless when killing those deserters who blocked the way.

And Yiqi Yizhen, as a relatively experienced Taidao brother, quickly realized the unique malice behind this attraction.

"This feeling is more like a time-traveling army, but we are obviously..."

He didn't say the rest. After all, everyone is a swordsman after all. Even if they are physically disabled and strong, but it's so easy to join forces with former enemies-it still feels weird to say it.

Speaking of which, Hotaru also felt that kind of inexplicable appeal, but with the contract of the God Judge, this kind of attraction is not very obvious to him, and he has to hold his breath for several seconds to feel the distance. A faint call.

"Eh?" Luan was very strange, "Do you feel it, Hotaru?"

"Yeah, I'm also a Dark Fallen Knife."

Odachi, who looks normal and is full of fireflies in his bones, replied heartily, and the degree of heartiness does not seem to be dark at all.

After he briefly explained a few words, they realized that everyone's dark fall performance was different in the first episode.

"Oh, that's amazing, it's fireflies!" Shinano said enviously, the body skeleton made up of fireflies... sounds so cool!

Hotaru nodded: "That's right, like Candlestick Kiri's whole body became sick at night; Kiyoko's face was full of curses, and he still wears a scarf... Everyone is carrying it very hard."

Yiqi Yizhen noticed that Odachi avoided Yaken Toshiro's question in his words, but seeing him avoiding it like this, he sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that his younger brother was probably in danger.

Who knew that Hotaru hadn't finished speaking, "If we say the one with the most normal appearance among us, it should be Sozo, he's just left the soul."

"Has the soul left the body?" Catfish asked casually.

"Yeah, fortunately, I met the lord. I heard that the lord worked hard to retrieve his soul and put it back into his body."

Catfish tail scraped the bone of the tail with the handle of the knife, and it happened to be a little itchy there, "Then your master is really awesome... Wait, isn't Yunge Chuanzheng an ordinary person? Can you use a sword to pay the soul of the mourning god?"

Congratulations to this blind student for noticing Huadian!

So Yingwan opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Who said she is an ordinary person! Sanriyuedian was similarly fished back at the beginning..."

In the first episode, he couldn't help but say: "You also got a new knife?"

Hotaru: "..."

Where is the communication problem? Why do I always feel that I am not on the same channel with them?

He thought back and forth about the conversation between the two sides to see what went wrong.Suddenly, the child was silent for a moment, "Wait a minute, don't you think that the lord is just a local daimyo?"

"It's hard, isn't it?" Hirano said timidly.

"no."

"Ehhh?!"

In Japanese, there is a clear difference in the pronunciation of the male "he" and the female "she".The daggers at Awataguchi noticed one after another, and they ate a whale immediately.

"What are you guys thinking about!" Hotaru was almost laughed at by the foolish Awataguchi.

"That's the God Judge!"

This time, it's the turn of the daily vibrate for one issue and one vibration.

But he quickly noticed that now was not the time to be in a daze, because that inexplicable appeal came from the road ahead of them!

"Harakimaru Hall!" He interrupted the conversation between Ran and Hotaru without hesitation, "Where is the place you want to take us to?!"

"...Gifu City..." After Hotaru said this word, even his own eyes widened, because he thought that Sozo should be there, "Oh no!"

"What's wrong?" Shinano asked.

"There's no time to explain! Let's go!" Before the words finished, Da Tai Dao raised his whip, whipped his mount hard, and galloped forward!

The soldiers with swords on the side also accelerated, and accelerated forward suddenly.

The few people behind looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally made up their minds: "Anyway, let's go and have a look first!"

"it is good!"

In fact, Zong San hadn't arrived at his destination yet, he was riding along the official road, with a sad expression on his face.It should be said that he seldom has moments that are not melancholy and sad.

Other people in the same industry have also known his usual high-cold temper after getting along with him in the past few months. In addition, Zong Sanzuo's writing is not a chatty character, so few people will look for him when he has nothing to do. He chats.

"It's almost here."

"Yeah, there are still seven or eight miles to go before you can see Gifu City."

He heard the two Oda retainers beside him talking and laughing, and there was no fluctuation in their expressions.

The two continued to chat.

"Our team is moving slowly, and we don't know how the other side of the battlefield is progressing."

"It shouldn't be bad. When we left, didn't Master Shengjia send Master Shengzheng to hunt down Hideyoshi?"

Due to the lag of information in ancient times, even a group of people walking on the road didn't know that the Jianyue war had ended.

Suddenly, the sharp-eyed Ashgaru noticed the black line in the distance, and pointed with his finger, "Hey, what is that?"

Others soon saw the "black line" getting closer. To be precise, there was something dark pouring out from the end that connected to the sky.

The general leading the team couldn't help raising his hand, ordered the whole team to stop, and asked the soldiers to go over to find out what happened.

In all fairness, his order is a routine operation, and there is nothing wrong with it.But Zong San Zuowen only felt a tingling sensation between his brows, and he was shocked when he raised his head—his eyesight is far stronger than that of ordinary humans, and of course he can see clearly. All put up the time-traveling army!

what's the situation!Why are there so many retrograde troops suddenly appearing here? !

Before he had time to think too much, he turned the horse's head, and at the same time grabbed his sleeves, took out a few unused spiritual power balls and threw them on the ground.

The heavy infantry in golden armor burst out from the thick smoke in the ground, looking so imposing that the people around them coughed while holding their noses, but the general leading the team was furious: "Zong San Zuo Text! What do you want to do! Seize power?!"

Hearing this, Zong San almost fell off his horse.

Oh, human beings, never forget to fight for power and profit.

"Run quickly if you don't want to die." He reminded coldly and displeasedly, and then rushed out of the team at high speed, and got into the side woods.Following him were seven or eight cavalry who followed from Deyan Temple.

"Bastard!" The general's beard was erected, "Nonsense, who allows you to shake the morale of the army! Come, go and catch him!"

However, Zong San said without looking back, "Stop the enemy!"

So those loyal soldiers with swords immediately blocked the way of the captors.

In fact, being able to remind those people a word is already for the sake of the Oda family.

Zong Sanfu sat on the horse's back, enduring the bumps caused by the galloping horse.He wasn't particularly good at riding the horse, but he wasn't bad either, but he switched out for the heavy cavalry horse as soon as he left the team, and jumped on it himself—a horse capable of carrying an astonishing amount of weapons and armor. Horses should also have better stamina.

It's a pity that there are no high-mobility horses like Little Skylark or Dilu, who can run really fast.

To be honest, he has become more and more able to feel the murderous intent and malice behind him, and he can't help but secretly startled.The anger and malice that seemed to burn the entire world made him dare not stop running away.

No time to think about whether the team just now was buried in the hands of the time-traveling army, Zong San only knew that if he continued to run like this, he would be caught up sooner or later.

What to do, what to do?

The crisp sound of the horse's hooves beating on the dirt came to his ears, and the wind was whistling, blowing his long hair back.

"Master Zong San!" A light cavalry suddenly shouted, "Across the forest ahead is a very wide river! We can set up a barrier there!"

"Can our horses pass?!" Zong San asked loudly.

"it should be OK!"

The sword soldier was not very sure, after all, he was able to know the information thanks to the map information shared by other sword soldiers.

In fact, as a caged bird with no sense of security outside, Zongsan took all his belongings with him when he went out this time - the guard hung around his neck, and the small balls with knives took a few by himself, and the rest were shared by the guards back.

This also facilitated his planning.

Sure enough, after passing through the dense forest, the field of vision suddenly brightened, and the sound of the big river rushing against the river bank was endless, rolling from the mountain like thunder.

But the worse thing has come - on the opposite side of the river bank, it turned out to be a towering mountain cliff - obviously can only go down the river now.But Zong San didn't know whether the bottom was surrounded by enemies, he just vaguely felt that if he just went down like this, things might be more troublesome.

So the few of them crossed this somewhat deep river at the fastest speed. It was winter night, and there was some floating ice in the river, which froze a few people covered with water—fortunately, no one in the field was Humans have no risk of catching a cold.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen was no exception. He was drenched in ice water, his long hair drooped on his shoulders, and his expression looked even more unhappy.

"Arrangement!" he said to the sword soldiers.

For some reason, maybe it was intuition, he felt that even if those time-traveling troops gave up hunting down innocent people, they would not give up hunting down himself.

The reason is simple, they are born sworn enemies.

If it was replaced with any sword with a slightly darker degree of fall, it would not have such a result.

It's a pity that his depravity was too mild, so mild that after he was cured by the God-inspector, he would normally look like a different kind.

The white smoke in front of him kept rising, and all kinds of soldiers with swords emerged from the white smoke.At the beginning, the god judge imagined that the enemy was Oda Nobutada's back, so he specially designed it to be able to resist the formation of enemies several times his own. Fu Sangshen originally thought that it would not be useful, but he did not expect it to be used.

During this short waiting process, Zong San Zuo Wenwen pulled out his own body knife, the blade was slender, and it radiated a faint light in the dark night.Looking at his own knife, Fu Sangshen with long pink hair subconsciously thought, if he had known... he would have let Hotaru take it back.

Then, coming back to his senses, he couldn't help but sneer contemptuously, ashamed of his cowardly idea.

He is a treasure that symbolizes the people of the world, how could he escape without a fight.

... and can't escape.

When the first black shadow appeared on the edge of the forest, Zongsan knew that this might be an unprecedented crisis.

Because of the quantity, there are too many.Even if all the fusangshen from Honmaru are pulled over, they don't know if they can escape successfully.

He doesn't think about why there are overwhelming time-traveling troops that completely violate scientific quantities, and he doesn't think about the outcome of this battle, or whether he can win the opponent, so as to gain the opportunity to escape... He just uses his pair of The quiet and sad eyes of different colors watched the time-traveling army rushing into the river, and then swung the knife violently.

Suddenly there was a chilling sound in the air. It was the string of the bow and arrow being pulled and let go again, and the sound of hundreds of firecrackers—yes, this time Zongsan brought the soldiers with swords and armor to add up. Ten thousand is enough to be worth a medium-sized battle.

Suppressing his inner desire to rush forward to fight, he calmly commanded the soldiers in sword suits in his hands to meet the enemy, and then watched them fall one by one, the hand that clenched the handle of the knife inevitably became tighter.

"Report—the enemy has appeared in the right rear of our army! The right wing is under fierce attack! Call for support!"

"Report! The left wing shows signs of collapse! The battle damage ratio has exceeded [-]%!"

"Lord Zong San, the enemy in front of us has stepped up their attacks, and everyone has already..."

Zong San Zuowen still stared at those figures who would turn into black smoke when they were killed. For some reason, he thought of fireworks. These dead soldiers with swords and the dead time-traveling army were all like fireworks. , fleeting.

I may be about to step into their footsteps.

Many years later, who would know that such a fierce battle took place on this river beach.

No, there will still be someone who will know.

She must know.

Thinking of that girl, a warm smile slowly appeared on the pale face of the bird in the cage.

That was the only person who made him feel that there was some light in the rest of his life in many dark nights.

"Reserve team, on top. The quadrilateral outer wings turn on the rotation mode, pay attention to protect the core."

He said word by word.

"Follow the order!" The subordinates took the order and left.

If you look down on this river beach from a high altitude, you will find that the long-range hands are protected in the center, and the innermost ones are Zongsan and his last guard soldiers. As for the outer side, it looks like a huge circular mill, divided into several layers. , constantly crushing the enemies who rushed in.

But... there are still limitations, that is, due to the reason of the venue, it can only accommodate a camp of thousands of people, so that the batch of unused sword soldiers in Zongsan's hands can only be reduced to backup Team up.

What to do next?It may be very difficult to escape now, and once the entire formation moves, the enemy will immediately notice and increase the intensity of the attack.

If it becomes a protracted war...it won't work either.No matter how many sword soldiers he has, they will be exhausted, but the enemy doesn't know where the source is and how many follow-up troops are left.

Zong San lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at the eastern sky—it was still dark.I don't know if these time-traveling troops will retreat during the day... But this is not a vampire, so don't hold such unrealistic expectations.

Speaking of unrealistic, isn't the caged bird itself the biggest example.

Haha, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't go to Oda's house to see some old friends, and it would be nice to stay by the master's side with peace of mind.

Really, that guy spoils me so much.

I don't know how long it took, when the white belly appeared in the east, the last batch of soldiers with swords in his hand was also sent up, and the enemy still rushed towards them tenaciously even though they killed an unknown number of troops one after another.

There is no tendency to decrease or retreat at all.

Zong San looked numbly at the number of soldiers gradually decreasing in front of him, shook the frost on the outer layer of his cassock, and exercised his skills.

Then he grabbed the knife tightly and ordered the whole army to fight and retreat along the river.

But such a plan ultimately failed.

Because it took more time for the retrograde army to block it from the lower reaches of the river, and completely surrounded them, the remaining sword soldiers.

"I'm sorry, Master Zong San." The former army commander, who had been stabbed several times in his body, knelt in front of him, "I have tried my best."

After finishing speaking, he drooped his head, fell to the ground, and at the same time blood finally flowed out.

He was the last person in the former army to report back alive.

Zong San's heart is full of compassion, not only for these soldiers with swords and armor who sacrificed heroically, but also for his own destiny.

"Thank you." He nodded towards the corpse, and in the next second, it turned back to white light, turned into the original golden ball, and quickly split open, turning into debris and scattered all over the ground.

Looking around, the entire river beach is covered with similar crystal debris, covering the pebbles and soil on the ground with a thick layer of special ash.

"Then, it's a pity," Zong San Zuowen whispered, and he looked at the remaining guards and soldiers who were less than a few hundred, "Everyone, please follow me to die."

"Follow the order!" The soldiers uttered a low and reliable answer, as concise and powerful as all their previous answers, but unquestionable.

The caged bird of yesteryear let out a hearty laugh, which is a rare occurrence.

He rushed into the enemy first, and no longer suppressed his instinct to fight. The blade was sharp and merciless, and the blade was deadly and concise.

For a moment, no enemy could approach him for a moment.

Every knife in the world longs to be broken on the battlefield when it is forged.

I just got this ending earlier than others.After cutting down an enemy wielding a daidachi, Sozo Zuomoji thought so.

Even if it is put on the shelf for a lifetime, it is not a decoration that cannot be restrained.

Several snatchers raised their weapons and stabbed at him, but Zongsan's guards blocked him with shields, so Fu Sangshen took the opportunity to bend down and chopped them all down.

Am I proving myself?

He was slightly distracted during the battle, but this did not affect his performance.In fact, Zong San never knew that he could stand in the cold night like today, and still be so passionate... It was like a hammer hitting the knife blade accurately, and the flame kept burning, but All the swords are enduring such pain, waiting for the moment of rebirth.

Therefore, whether it is a famous sword or an unknown creation, it is not so easy to come to this world.

And wanting to leave a reputation, on the one hand, is the story of the swordsmith himself, and on the other hand, it is more about the holder, that is, the legend of the owner of the item.

It's like the few actual battles recorded by Mikami Tsukimune in historical records, and it was still used by General Ashikaga to kill the rebels. It is said that the blades were rolled up in the end, which was very tragic.Of course, the swordsman general died in battle in the end.

It's also like that guy Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who has been in the hands of different masters all his life, but the number of times he has actually been used in actual combat is only a handful.Before going to Oda's house, I heard from the owner that the Fujimori Shrine in the present world seems to be re-engraving the royal treasure of the Zhen Imperial Family... I really feel sorry for the child who bears the same name.

In fact, every knife is born different, even if it bears the same name and is entrusted with the same high hopes, it is still different after all.

"Asshole! Where did these time-traveling troops come from!"

Hotaru, who was in a hurry to save people, was going crazy.He reluctantly and calmly explained the ins and outs of the matter to Yiqi Yizhen along the way, and Taidao Fusangshen immediately began to empathize and feel anxious.

"Hingaru Palace, if! I mean if! We really lost Zongsandian..." Phase [-] asked with a frown, "How will the Lord react?"

Hotaru wailed without thinking: "She will go crazy! She will definitely tear someone or something to shreds! When the master is really angry, even I feel scared..."

Crap.Looking at the time-traveling army on the road in front of him, who couldn't kill them all, Yiqi started to think that if he went to see her when the god judge was furious, would he and his brothers be affected by their appearance.

He just... looks a bit like a time traveler, you see, he is different from those sword retrograde soldiers, he wears hunting clothes.

But today's urgent task should be to save people.

So in the first phase, he calmed down and asked, "Hingerwandian, Zongsandian, has he arrived in Gifu City? If not, or if you have other contact methods, we can go to the rescue better!"

After being reminded by him, Hotaru finally recovered from the panic, and called out the spiritual power network in his perception—this is a local area network, or the WeChat chat group of Honmaru sword men, and the god judge is not in it .

It took him a lot of effort, and the surrounding sword soldiers who were in charge of protecting them changed twice before Hotaru succeeded in locating them.

No way, the distance is too far.After all, he is not a god judge, but the master server of the entire spiritual power "network", and he can search whoever he wants.

After locating, he suddenly pulled out his cool lightsaber version of Otachi, facing the shocked and envious eyes of the friends behind him, pulled the rein, and rushed towards the forest by the roadside. "

"Let's go this way, he's off the road!"

Hope to be there!Hotaru was sweating profusely, and at the same time chopped and flew a bunch of time-traveling troops blocking the way.

On the river beach, Zong Sanzuo began to think aimlessly, and at the same time, the fighting in his hands never stopped.

He began to feel tired, and unavoidably suffered some minor injuries.But he felt he could hold on a little longer.

His whole life was also in the hands of human beings, but when he was really famous, he was in the hands of Oda Nobunaga, and his body was even tattooed with the mark of that person... But, if we want to talk about happy times, he prefers now this master.

Yes, even though I only lived in Honmaru for a month, I felt very light and dispensable to the god-inspectors at that time. Perhaps this is also related to their character of Zuowenjia.

But it wasn't until after the cataclysm that he began to truly understand how much effort the girl with the mission of "God Judge" had put in.

"Clang—" He raised his knife abruptly to block the short knife from the slanting stab, and at the same time lowered his head to avoid the long-handled gun that almost pierced his head.

There are less than ten soldiers left around. It's too bad, it seems that they will not be released if they surrender now.

The more desperation we got, the colder the smile on Zong San Zuowen's face became.

He was willing to watch those craftsmen forging iron to collect resources, he was willing to support the growth of the Yunge family, and he was even willing to take the Oda family as a hostage... He was willing.

Because he wants to see the girl he loves smile, instead of the frowning look he always had.

Don't think that he is not clear, in fact, as he experienced more things, the number of lost companions also increased one by one, the smiles on the faces of the judges became less and less, and the time of thinking and sadness increased.

—I hope you are happy.

Even if you never liked me, I also hope that your life can be safe and happy.

At this time, a cavalryman suddenly rushed to his side. He was covered in wounds and had already lost his horse.I saw the soldier in the saber suit tremblingly saying to Sangshen: "Master Zong San, I am going to die! Do you have any message to send back?!"

Oh right, I almost forgot that there is this messaging system.

As long as one member of the knife-armored team stays in the base camp, the information of all those who died outside will be fed back to the base camp.

After the god judge came up with the most urgent and costly way of sending orders, he was afraid that everyone would say she was too cold-blooded, so he secretly asked the opinions of several people, including him, before he dared to use it.

In fact, to be honest, Zong Sanzuo's text is not afraid that his master is not cold-blooded, but that she is soft-hearted.

Girls are always easy to soften their hearts, which is one of their cuteness.

"Is it the words sent back... Let me think about it..."

After Zongsan drove back the enemy in front of him, he couldn't help thinking again.

Even if the god judge has now become the lord of the country with tens of thousands of stones of land, there are countless talents under him who can use it, and there are many sword companions who are not inferior to him.But in Zongsan Zuowen's heart, Yasuhara Tokiha is still the girl who rescued him with a knife covered in blood during the catastrophe, with blazing fire reflected in her eyes.

Therefore, if I die here, I am not afraid, because you will definitely avenge me.

Besides, in my real life as a game stat, you're the only master I'm proud of.

I also hope that I can become a sword that you will be proud of in your future memories.

"Tell her what's going on here."

"The battle situation and battlefield information will be automatically fed back." The soldier replied neither humble nor overbearing, "Please hurry up and explain the other things. I will die in ten seconds."

Only at this time will people feel "ah, they are not human", even if they die the next moment, they can still be so calm.

"Then..." Zong San Zuowen remembered the conversation under the moonlit night, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He summoned up the courage to confess that although he didn't get the desired result, he was still one step faster than that old man.

——Master knows my mind earlier than you know yours.

So this game, I won.

"Just tell her..."

After finishing speaking, he asked, "Have you remembered clearly? Only tell the master when she is alone."

"Understood." For the first time, the soldier's bled and pale face showed a calm expression, "Don't worry, we will definitely convey it exactly."

Zong Sanzuo's words are very reassuring, but he used the military channel to convey his last words, what else is there to worry about?

The soldier who conveyed the last words died the next moment and quickly disappeared into white light, as if he had never lived.

Zong San turned to face the enemies coming like a tide, and witnessed the scene where the last of his own soldiers died.

The darkness finally covered the last ray of light in his vision.

"It's my turn... I was forged twice, and then I was forged again... But there will be no next time."

Suddenly there was a strange commotion behind the enemy in the forest on the side. It seemed that there was a familiar blue light splitting the huge black waves, trying to rush to him.

But it was too late.

Zong San Zuowen reluctantly turned his head, and also saw the little blue light, but countless knives and guns had pierced his body, and blood overflowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you actually here to save me? What a pity, this time, even if freedom is placed in front of me, I still long... long..."

I am also eager to return to your side.

"Zongsan——!!!"

Watching the familiar figure fall, feeling the fear of the broken spiritual power link of his companion, the Otachi, who has always killed people without blinking an eye, bit blood from his gums.

"I can't, I can't pass, Yingwandian! Calm down!" The short swords rushed forward and hugged the big sword who was mad with anger.

Everyone saw the scene just now, and they were all very sad. After all, they were friends with the same Honmaru, and before they had time to say a word, they were broken by the time-traveling army like this...

However, after losing the annoying natural enemy Sosan Zuowenwen, all the time retrograde soldiers present turned their heads to look at the yelling Hotaru.Their gaze is cold enough to scare anyone.

But Hotaru only felt sad and angry, since the cataclysm, he has been losing his companions helplessly!

Once or twice, all of them!

At this time, there happened to be a tall retrograde soldier who bent down and picked up the fragments of the broken sword and the muddy garrison from the ground. He seemed to think that it was very meaningful to collect them. He took them and turned into the dark tide. .

"Go to hell, bastard!" Yingwan raised the flickering spiritual knife in his hand - it spent too much energy in the bloody road it just killed - and threw it like a javelin, "Give me Leave Zongsan behind!"

Strong wind pressure swept in, and the place where the Lingli knife passed was scorched, and any retrograde army would disperse at the touch of it!Most of the battlefield was even opened up with a bright and dazzling blank passage!

However, when he was about to hit the retrograde army who took away the remnants of Zongsan Zuowen's body knife, the entire dark blue spiritual power knife finally flickered weakly and disappeared without a trace due to the exhaustion of energy.

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