Night had fallen, and Tatsugoro looked at the abandoned town in front of him, with some dilapidated huts scattered around, and then at the troops behind, after a day's journey, everyone felt exhausted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"We'll rest here tonight, and we'll go tomorrow, Jiro, you go and make sure it's safe around, Ichiro, you go and find out if there is any food in this town, if not, dig some wild vegetables, Erlang, go find a water source, let's go into the house." As night fell and visibility was low, Tatsugoro knew the pros and cons of marching at night, and decided to rest for the night to make sure he was on his way the next day.

"Tatsugoro, where are we going now?" Seeing the team rushing day and night, Tsuki was full of doubts and asked Tatsugoro.

"There is a big man, I don't know where to get the information, half a year later, the shogunate will integrate forces in Wushu around Edo, as if to carry out a thorough purge of our aspirants, and we are going this time to carry out a counter-encirclement and suppression against them, so as to completely bring down the shogunate." Tatsugoro said calmly, still holding the cigarette gun in his mouth, the smoke obscuring his eyes, making it impossible to see what he was thinking, "I heard that there are a lot of heroes gathered this time, and we are just one of them, this will be a big battle." ”

Let's not talk about whether the information obtained by this big man is accurate or not, if it is a tough match, the people with lofty ideals are not opponents of the shogunate and the celestial people at all, where do they have so much confidence to carry out anti-encirclement and suppression of the shogunate, Yue thought of this, and wanted to speak out to stop Tatsugoro.

"Yue, I know what you want to say, but it's useless, we will definitely go to this battle, this is the determination we have made, we have to show the world, the determination of the warriors, show the world, the corruption and incompetence of the shogunate, even if our group of warriors falls, there are thousands of samurai behind us, the shogunate wants to exterminate us, it's still very early." The smoke cleared, and Tsuki saw Tatsugoro's eyes, and it was a belief, a samurai's belief.

"Cannot you be a samurai without a protected country and a loyal monarch? No, even if you have no name or surname, even if you don't have a monarch or country to protect, as long as you have your own bushido in your heart, you can become a samurai in your heart, and such a samurai is a great samurai. Tatsugoro said with a smile on his face, "I, but I never wanted to overthrow the shogunate and protect the country, and I came to fight the war, the only purpose was to protect the things I cherished." ”

"Tatsugoro, I'm sure you'll succeed." Looking at the figure of Tatsugoro, Matsuyo-sensei's words echoed in Tsuki's ears, Bushido is not all about being loyal to the country and the monarch, having an upright soul, and implementing it with practical actions to make yourself further stronger, this is Bushido!

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In the dilapidated hut, everyone sat on the floor around a lit fire, on which was cooking today's dinner, wild vegetable soup. At this time, the atmosphere was very silent, everyone drank the wild vegetable soup in the bowl without saying a word, this is war, I don't want to have more fetters, for the unguaranteed tomorrow, perhaps, the other party will die, and you will have more sadness.

Yue couldn't stand the silent atmosphere at this time, and wanted to stand up to break the embarrassing atmosphere, but was pulled down by Tatsugoro beside him, only to see Tatsugoro shake his head slightly, "For being in the noisy war all day, maybe the tranquility at this time is what they need most." Hearing Tatsugoro's small voice, Tsuki couldn't help but shake his head, it's really sad, the moon who can't figure it out falls asleep, maybe, you can figure it out when you wake up.

―――――――― Half-year time dividing line ―――――――― semi-annual time dividing line――――――――――――

Before they knew it, half a year had passed, and their team was about to arrive at their destination, Wuzhou. In the past half a year, they also encountered more than a dozen waves of small troops of celestials on the road, and they were all relieved by them. In the past six months, Tsukiya has also made a lot of fame, and the shogunate and the celestial people already know that in a team of warriors, there is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old imp with superb swordsmanship, and often the enemy has just seen him draw his sword, and he is already dead, and because his knife speed is too fast, like the scythe of the god of death, you can't see it, you can't touch it, you are already dead, so they all call him - the god of death schoolboy (month: "Hey! What the hell is this Conan, can't you introduce it well, why do you have to let me come out and complain, are you trying to make up the number of words? Change it back for me! Wrong, it's the god of death, the night god moon.

Finally, I have a little fame in the Zhanyi War, and next, Yinshi, Katsura, Takasugi, I am waiting for you on the battlefield of Zaoyi. In this way, at the end of the period before the war, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy appeared, he played a major role in ending the battle of Wuzhou in the early stage of the war, and was very active in the later stage of the war, and was an important figure in the history of the entire war.