Outside Izumo Castle, he followed Chen Xiaochu all the way to fight, but as a result, there were only a few dozen ashigaru left, and he finally received what he deserved. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Xiaochu fulfilled his promise to let everyone go home within three days, and at this moment, more than a dozen people from the same village pushed a grain cart and began to embark on the way home. Their weapons were not recovered, and Chen Xiaochu even generously gave a few of them horses.

Jing San was one of them who got a horse, but he only entered Chen Xiaochu's sight because he carried Genmen Jiro, and as a result, he was rewarded for having a few words of conversation. At the beginning, in order to take care of his younger brother Jing Suke, when he followed the Dongying army to invade the north, he practiced martial arts very hard, not only protected his younger brother in the battle of Xiaojia Town, but also learned equestrianism, and there was a tendency to be a leader among the people in the same village.

Riding a war horse and leaving the camp with the people of the same village, Jing San didn't know why, he was a little reluctant in his heart, recalling what Chen Xiaochu had done along the way, and then witnessing Genmen Jiro becoming Chen Xiaochu's retainer, Jing San found that he also had an impulse in his heart that was unwilling to be ordinary, but after glancing at his younger brother who was laughing with everyone on the grain cart, Jing San still decided to return to his village, no matter what, he couldn't let his younger brother lose his life because of his selfishness.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, why aren't you happy, with this food, the people in the village will definitely be able to survive this winter, not only our family doesn't have to worry, but we can also help the neighbors." Seeing Jing San's silent appearance, Isuke immediately puzzled, in his opinion, peace has come, the weapon in his hand has not been recovered, and his brother is still respected by the people of the same village.

"Isuke, our brother died in the world of the Daimyo melee, I'm your only brother, don't worry, I will protect everyone alive." Izo touched the armor on his body and said with a smile to Isuke.

The relentlessness of the war has taken countless lives and torn many families apart, but Jing San understands that as long as he becomes the pillar of the family, there is still hope for everything, "Mother, sister, and that her." Jing San's thoughts suddenly drifted to the days before he was forcibly conscripted, in addition to his own family, he also thought of the image that had been lingering in his mind, the innocent girl who helped his parents plant rice in the field, the first encounter with her when he fetched water, the frolic after acquaintance, and the promise of a lifetime.

"Let her be my wife, and then protect my family to live safely in this troubled world, this is my most realistic ambition, I can do all this." Jing San thought to himself.

Seeing that his brother had recovered a little, Isuke regained his smile again, and then began to talk to the people of the same village, telling jokes in a relaxed tone.

There are more than a dozen people in the Izo group, and they are members of a large village near Izumo Castle, because they have been a samurai attendant for a while, Izo is respected by the people of the same village, and he has learned a lot of martial arts, but with the change of daimyo, the lucky surviving Izo can only be swayed by the fate of the war, far from the life he wants.

"When Lord Jibao sees us now, he probably asks us to protect him."

"His family has the most food, but he doesn't treat us very well, maybe we can go somewhere else and start a small village of our own."

"Yes, we now have enough ability to protect ourselves, that Huaxia ruler is so generous, he actually gave us such good armor and weapons, and even the arrows are willing to let us take some of them, and we don't need to accept the exploitation of Lord Dibao anymore."

"That's right, with strength, why do you have to hand over food to the land protection, don't forget, we are the ones who killed the samurai."

"Third Brother Jing, you will lead everyone."

The words that everyone talked about gradually turned to the food distribution that they were most concerned about, and their expressions were no longer so relaxed, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes, all looking at Jing San who was riding on a horse, looking forward to his answer.

"Do you remember what Master Chen said?" Jing San didn't answer them directly, but asked rhetorically, and then looked at the teenagers who were eager to try, and suddenly everyone fell silent.

"A farmer who has no surname, no status, no dignity, just a farmer who is digging in the field, even handing in the rice grain after the harvest has to be scolded and scolded, unable to look at the samurai squarely, and there is no way to be killed, succumbing to the village's land protector and living like a beast, this kind of life is not what we want."

"These are troubled times." Inozo recalled the resoluteness of the scene when Gendo Modojiro waved the bamboo spear, and continued: "It is up to us to decide what kind of life we live, those who take the fruits of our labor and treat us as animals are not our protectors, they just press everything they want on us, and after returning this time, we will completely change the situation in the village." ”

"Those who cannot protect civilians do not deserve all the hard work of everyone. Izo will no longer become a farmer who farms the fields as a samurai, and if there is anyone who forces me again, I will take his life, this is my answer. ”

"Third Brother Jing, we support you." After listening to Jing San's answer, the silent teenagers suddenly became excited, yearning for a life without restraints, it is a normal need of a normal person, no one wants to be forced to give something, just because the end of not giving rice to the daimyo is death.

With the leader, everyone's hearts suddenly settled down, and the heart of going home became more urgent, living in this world with dignity, and a happy life in the future will not be too far away.

"Brother, what's that?" Isuke looked at a flag on the top of the mountain and asked with some curiosity.

The flag that suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain suddenly made Jing San's party stop, Jing San looked at the flag enlarged in his field of vision, and his eyes showed solemnity, "The colored flag of the three Korean people, it can't be wrong, it is the colored flag of the three Korean people." ”

"What are they doing here?" It's been a long time on the road, and now it's very close to their village, many people think suspiciously.

"They're down." Looking at the movements of the three Han people on the mountain, the group suddenly picked up their weapons from the grain cart and made vigilant movements.

Jing San pulled out his katana, then turned the horse's head towards the oncoming Sanhans, "Everyone be careful, it may be a straggler who wants to grab food, but there are only five or six cavalry, they are not our opponents, we can make them retreat if we maintain a defensive posture." ”

As if verifying what Jing San said, several cavalry of the Sanhan people stayed nearby to observe Jing San and his party, as if they were discussing something, very unscrupulous, without any scruples, and then sneered at Jing San and his party, and then turned their horses' heads and left.

"We're safe・・・・・・." Izo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party leave, but then Izo discovered a very shocking scene.

"They have women tied to the back of their horses?!" The sharp-eyed man had already seen this scene and said in surprise.

"Isn't that Sister Peach? Elder brother is the ・・・・・・ of the family on the other side of the river. Before Isuke could finish speaking, he found that Izo had run over with a desperate horse and took out a bow and arrow.

"None of you want to leave." Jing San felt that his qi and blood were surging up, and what he wanted to do most at this moment was to kill people, kill the few people on the other side who wanted to ruin his good life.

Hearing Jing San's shouting and scolding, several Sanhan cavalry suddenly began to slow down, laughed and looked at Jing San who rushed over, and then drew their swords. (To be continued.) )