Chapter 42: The Talk of the Sword

What would it be like if the whole of Kyoto took to the streets?

It's probably the same as the famous prayer garden festival. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

No, although the prayer festival is lively, there are always people who do not show up for various reasons, maybe it is work, maybe it is something else.

In order to live, many people give up having fun.

But now it is different, even if you are not a direct victim of the fire, there may be family and friends who will be burned to the ground, there may be workplaces destroyed, and there may be places full of memories and beautiful things that will be reduced to ashes.

No matter how bad it is, the high prices after the fire have also made everyone miserable.

It's really tiring to live!

They wanted to talk, but no one listened.

Now the masterminds of the Kyoto fire are being escorted into Beijing, like a fuse, making everyone throw away the work at hand, mothers leading their children, sons holding their parents, and taking to the streets to join the team!

Even though the people behind could no longer see the figure of the leader in front of them, they still gathered together and followed the team slowly, passing through one place after another that had been burned by fire.

There are residences, there are merchants, there are temples...... With each experience, the girl in front of her would tell what it was like in the past, and everyone listened quietly, as if immersed in the good old days.

At the end of each time, the girl asks the same question.

"Should the person who set the fire be killed?"

Tens of thousands of voices shouted at the same time.

"Damn it!"

The girl took it to heart and walked to the next destination.

People followed, as if they had found their backbone.

At this moment, they have a leader, so they have power, the power to subvert everything!

Let the shogunate, who is high above, also feel afraid.

Rebellion?

Do you want to crack down on it?

But the general immediately smiled bitterly.

There were only a thousand troops in Kyoto, but there were tens of thousands of people marching, how should this be suppressed?

In this era, there are no one-size-fits-all weapons, and hot weapons are still primitive.

Helpless!

The Shogun never imagined that he would be forced into such a predicament by his own people. Or perhaps, these people never belonged to him!

An attendant hurried in and whispered to him, making his face darken a little.

The royalist guys, are they really starting to move?

He rubbed his forehead helplessly, and even more did not dare to send out the army, but let them firmly guard the general's mansion.

"Let the Shinsengumi come forward, and they can still be drawn. Order them to disperse the crowd, if necessary......" The general paused, and then said mercilessly, "Kill people too!"

The Shinsengumi, whose mission is to defend Kyoto, is fully dispatched and stands on the opposite side of Yingluo.

Isamu Kondo, Ichi Saito, Shinpachi Nagakura, Toshizo Hijikata, and others, dressed in cyan haori painted with mountain patterns, stood quietly in the center of the street with the Seiji flag, stopping the way of the procession.

Almost half of the peerless swordsmen at the end of the shogunate were here.

But Yingluo is only one person.

"Give up, Miss Yingluo. Ito said, "You are not our opponent!"

Yingluo didn't refute, if it's one-on-one, she is not afraid of anyone, one-on-two, she can also grab a chance of winning, but one-on-three, one-on-four, if she can still win, it's a big deal.

But Yingluo wanted to try.

It's like I said to Mr. Kinoshita, how do you know if you don't try.

She looked at the crowd behind her, as if empowered. Take off the gourd around your waist and take a sip of wine, as if you have been protected.

Maybe...... Won't lose?

But she shook her head, her eyes glazed over.

No, it is necessary to win!

She said to the nervous crowd behind her, "Wait a minute, I'll go and go back." Then he walked up to the worried eyes of the crowd.

Ito's face was ugly, and he said gloomily, "You are killing yourself!"

Yingluo smiled and slowly pulled out Juyi's text: "The outcome is unpredictable, but for the sake of the general director, I will be merciful!"

The people in the Shinsengumi were stunned and hesitated when they heard this, but Saitoichi, a usually taciturn person, was the first to speak: "Miss Yingluo, although I have always hoped to compete with you, it is not the current situation of life and death, why do you bother to force each other?"

"It's you, not me, who are struggling. ”

Deputy Governor Hijikata also spoke: "What's the point of you doing this? If the matter gets bigger, it won't benefit anyone?"

"The good? That thing didn't exist in the first place!"

Shiba Nagakura asked again, "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Without it, just get justice!"

Fair!

In the hearts of men!

The heroes who seek justice have won the hearts of the people.

The people of the entire Kyoto were standing behind her, and as long as she said a word, it would be okay to storm the imperial palace, not to mention the twenty or thirty swordsmen in front of her.

Let them let go of their hands and feet, and how many people can they kill?

In Kyoto now, no one can stop such a team.

The power and power that countless people have dreamed of for a long time are now in her hands!

But she wasn't going to use it.

She was a swordsman, from beginning to end. Neither noble nor lowly, she has no plans to change careers.

The power of the people may be strong, but it is not something she can control, and she is not qualified to control it all.

Swordsmen, always believe in the sword in your hand!

So Yingluo stood up alone.

"Come on, leave everything behind and talk with your sword!"

The battle begins!

The five of them fought together, and the cold sword qi cut wildly, drawing countless sword marks on the ground and walls, and unexpectedly, Yingluo was the one who attacked.

Flying Sword Flow, has always been a sword of killing, with one enemy and many enemies, it is a housekeeping skill!

What's more, although the four people on the opposite side are all super-first-class swordsmen, the cooperation between them is not tacit, the masters have their own arrogance, and they rarely join forces to fight the enemy. Now in the face of inhuman heroism, they have to rush up.

But the effect is not good, but they are restrained by each other and cannot play their own strengths.

The four of them are all people who have been in battle for a long time, and they immediately discovered the problem, and after a look, only Nagakura Shinhachi remained in the field, and the other three stood in the triangle, and their breath was firmly locked on Yingluo.

"Interesting!" Yingluo licked his lips and smiled: "Come, let me stretch my muscles!"

"It looks like he's underestimated!" Shinpachi Nagakura has a straightforward personality and is a tough guy, and he hates assassinations and other things in his life, which is why he hates the people of the Restoration who disturb the peace of Kyoto.

Speaking of which, in his opinion, Yingluo's actions are very commendable. But where the righteousness lies, he can't disobey the order.

In that case, just do as the other party said, leave everything behind and talk with the sword!

He said solemnly: "Shinto has no thought flow, Yongcang Shinba, please advise!"

Yingluo also returned the salute and said: "Flying Imperial Sword Flow, Yingluo, please advise!"

As soon as the words fell, the two rushed forward.

The blades collided together, then apart, and then collided again, sending out sparks like beautiful fireflies on a summer night.

But it is full of murderous intentions, and every knife is the key point.

Nagakura Shinpachi's Shinto Thoughtless Stream,It's a genre that focuses on actual combat.,And he's also known as the first person in the Shinsengumi to fight.。 But in terms of swordsmanship, maybe he is not as subtle as the head secretary, nor as domineering as Saito. But if it's a killing technique, he's the first!

"Good swordsmanship!" Ying Luo admired.

"You're not bad either!" replied Shinpachi Nagakura.

Both were on the attack.

Actual combat swordsmanship?

I'm sorry, but the Flying Sword Stream, which has been spread from the ancient battlefield, is the undisputed king!

The refreshing wind suddenly blew, and the smile on Yingluo's face became brighter and brighter.

"Flying Sword Stream, Dragon Nest Flash!"

Ju Yi's words brought countless sword lights, like countless dragons swarming, swarming out with terrifying might.

Nagakura Shinpachi did not retreat, but gritted his teeth and rushed forward. Because it is useless to retreat, only by moving forward, maybe you can win a glimmer of life.

The figures of the two staggered.

Blood splattered from Yingluo's left arm, wetting the sleeve of his shirt.

The people were taken aback, and Sojiro was about to scream with tears in his eyes, but he saw that Nagakura Shinpachi's body suddenly shook, and then countless wounds appeared, blood spurted into the air, and the person fell.

"Don't worry, you didn't hit the point. Yingluo said: "It's rare to be able to fight against me, and it's a pity to die here!"

Nagakura Shinpachi was helped up by the members of the Shinsengumi, his face was pale at the moment, but his expression was much more relaxed. Although I lost, I didn't have to do anything against my heart, but I was happy.

He looked at the wine gourd on Yingluo's waist, and suddenly said, "Let's have a drink together another day." ”

Yingluo was stunned: "Do you also like to drink?"

He nodded: "I like swordsmanship, wine and women!" After speaking, his expression darkened: "It's a pity that the woman I like died in the fire...... Even if she was a prostitute, she shouldn't have died like that!"

Yingluo was silent.

Shiba Nagakura sat in the corner, and several members of the team were helping him with his wounds. He suddenly didn't realize it, looked at Yingluo and said, "Justice, I'm looking forward to it!"

"Really?" Yingluo nodded: "Don't worry, there will be! When it's over, let's go to a bar together!" After speaking, she added with a smile: "You have a treat!"

"No problem!"

Yingluo chuckled, poured the wine again, and then wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said to the people of the Shinsengumi: "Next!"

She's far from the limit!