After the Japanese mercenaries entered the Outer Northeast, they didn't even have a chance to shoot, so they kept foolishly following the supreme commander around, and they didn't even see what Guo Xing'a looked like. The contact with friendly forces made them feel even more embarrassed, compared to the ordinary main force, Asano Munehide and the others were already inferior, and they were even more embarrassed when they encountered the troops directly under Goxinga with the title of guard.

In the camp, there are often some high-ranking officers with stars on their shoulders, and the mercenary boss Asano Munehide has to salute everyone when he sees it. Even the ordinary soldiers of the Guards were stars on one shoulder, as if none of them were simple soldiers. And people's military uniforms are either handsome and abnormal, or they are very mysterious, and the military uniforms of Japanese mercenaries are compared to those of refugees. The weapons and equipment are even more unseeable, and the weapons they are holding are high-end goods at first glance, and Asano and others have never seen them. The guards once checked their guns, and the ping pong beat made the mercenaries very suspicious of whether the treasure in their hands was a burning stick. All kinds of large-caliber artillery, even more so that Asano and others want to pay homage, in Japan these things should be classified as artifacts.

The people of the Guards don't deal much with the mercenaries, and occasionally there are some intersections, and they are all condescending. Of course, there are many stars on people's shoulders, and it's normal for the waist to be straighter, and the height is there, no matter who comes here, it's at least half a head taller than Asano, and it's really hard to do it if you want to be level. So Asano and his army of mercenaries have always been lonely, they live in a noisy camp, surrounded by friendly troops, but they are like walking alone in the wilderness.

Asano, who was bored in the army, took a young squadron leader and walked outside the camp to relieve the depression in his heart. Although this young man named Uesugi Yuyuki is only a squadron leader, Asano respects him very much, and it is Asano's support all the way that helped Uesugi, who is still a little shy, to the position of squadron leader. Uesugi Yuyuki is a lower-middle-level samurai who has broken away from the feudal domain, and his rank is higher than Asano's, the Asano family is just Ashigaru, but the Uesugi family is concentric. Both of them were born in the Nihonmatsu Domain, and Uesugi's father is still Asano's father's old superior, and it is precisely because of the implication in protecting Asano's father that the Uesugi family has no job, so the Uesugi family is kind to the Asano family. As soon as Asano Sohide developed in Manchuria, the first thing that came to mind was Uesugi Yuyuki, and he took special care of Uesugi and took Uesugi with him no matter what he did.

"Captain, do we have a chance to make a difference?" The two walked with their soldiers for a while, and Uesugi suddenly asked Asano with some sadness.

"Uesugi-kun, don't worry, the war is still going on, we will definitely have a chance." Asano comforted Uesugi and at the same time comforted himself.

"Those men of the Guards are terrible! With them, even if there is a fight, I am afraid that we will not have the opportunity to make contributions. "Uesugi had come into contact with the Guards several times he had set up camp, and he was vistively afraid of these tall and well-armed men.

"Don't be discouraged! Remember the spirit of the carp, how can we samurai give up the pursuit so easily! Although the people of the Guards are strong, they will not take all the credit, we will definitely have a chance! When Asano said this, he was a little uncertain in his heart.

"We have been moving with the general, will there be a chance to fight? Fighting all the way, the Russian army is fleeing in despair, how can they have a chance to advance in front of the general! "Uesugi is not raising the bar, he is just pessimistic, although he is a very shy person, but he is genuinely eager for the opportunity to fight.

"Don't think like that, do you know where we are now? We are guarding the general, what kind of identity is this, this is the flag book! We're the general's samurai now! Asano couldn't answer Uesugi's question, so he had to change the subject.

"Qiben? How can we ......" The young Uesugi bowed to Asano's optimism, the Hachimoto samurai were high-ranking samurai who directly belonged to the shogun, and it was okay to say that it was a great nobleman, although they also fought with the general, but the gap between them and Hachimoto was too big.

The two tried to make small talk a little longer, but they were interrupted by the sound of horses' hooves. A group of about thirty people, dressed in gorgeous black cloaks, ran towards them. The average scout of the Guards would not wear such ostentatious clothes, they would wear camouflage training uniforms and steel helmets covered with camouflage cloth. This combination of a formal suit and a black cloak belongs to a high-ranking officer, and only a senior staff officer will wear it so handsomely when he is surveying the terrain nearby. After all, they don't go far, and there is no possibility of encountering enemy troops, so they will wear military uniforms every day.

As the horses got closer, Asano and Uesugi hurriedly retreated to the side of the road, giving way to the cavalry. These senior staff officers are all of high ranks, and all of them are young and vigorous big-tailed wolves, and Asano doesn't want to collide with them. And it won't work if you don't let it, the horse team is already very close to Asano and his party, and there is no intention of slowing down at all, so it is clear that they are waiting for Asano and others to give way.

The officer at the head had a black silk scarf on his face, and he was riding a special warhorse, and he was actually distracted. The war horse was running at high speed, but the young officer didn't look at the road at all, his eyes were a little dazed, as if he was thinking about something right away, the war horse was not controlled at all, and it was completely running with the road.

When the war horse ran closer, Asano sweated for the distracted big brother on the horse. Because it was a dirt road trodden by the infantry, it was not smooth at all, and there were large pieces of gravel from the top of the edges. If the war horse accidentally stepped on the gravel, it would definitely throw the big brother down. Asano, who has never been a cavalryman, doesn't know much about war horses, and horses are also very intelligent animals, even if there is no one to guide them, they will not be stupid to step on the stones. Seeing that he was about to step on the gravel, the tall war horse suddenly turned to the side and took two steps, perfectly avoiding the gravel, but rushed directly towards Asano and the others.

"Be careful!" This war horse is really too big, it took two steps, almost equal to ten steps of Asano and others, and Asano and others couldn't avoid it. Asano didn't have time to pull away from Uesugi who was facing the horse's head, so he could only pounce and stop Uesugi behind him.

"Phew!" The officer on the horse finally came to his senses and grabbed the reins of the horse.

The war horse was running fast, and the officer pulled too hard, and the war horse stood up directly in front of Asano. Luckily, Asano's stature was not high, and the horse's hooves swept past his military hat, and if he had been any taller, he would have been kicked by the huge horse's hooves*. Rao is like this, Asano, Uesugi and others are also scared into a cold sweat. The horse spun around in half a circle, and the horse's hooves brushed Asano's shoulders and fell to the ground, and the officer on the horse struggled to stabilize his mount.

"Stand back!" Their horses almost hit someone, but the officer's attendant was not polite at all, and directly pressed up, ordering Asano and the others to keep a distance from the officer.