The ashigaru men of Saito Michizo on the opposite side saw the enemy rushing over, and they immediately shouted and rushed towards the other party with the wooden spear in their hands.

The strange thing is that the oncoming Saito Yoshiryu army, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, did not have the slightest fear of the spear they stabbed. Saito Yoshiryu's military formation seemed to have completely lost its sense of pain, and it simply attacked the remaining group of pikes of Saito Michizo.

Michizo Saito and the Taoist Sun Hachiro, who had returned from the violent overage pseudo-Lori, were also very surprised by this scene.

Since when did his disobedient son have so many loyal and desperate soldiers? No, this group of people is not dying, how can their faces be filled with deep fear?

Indeed, the oncoming enemy troops, if they seem to be attacking their own army formation regardless of their lives, are more likely to fight against the water, or out of flight for their lives, they will launch such an attack on our army!

Such a strange thought made Saito Michizo and Taoist Sun Hachiro involuntarily glance at each other. Both of them saw deep incomprehension, suspicion and surprise in each other's eyes.

At this time, the dense fog had largely dissipated, and it was already possible to faintly see in the distance across the river, where the Oda army was retreating in the direction of the Oliangkou upstream. It stands to reason that the enemy army will not panic because of a sneak attack on this formation.

Although it may seem like a long time, how can there be time on the actual battlefield for you to stop and think slowly? The doubts of Saito Michizo and Taoist Sun Hachiro were carried out while working together to slash and kill the rushing Saito Yoshiryu.

Saito Michisan's idea was to consume the strength of his disobedient son, so he took the Taoist Sun Hachiro to pick a place with a lot of people, or a place where there were enemy generals.

The bodies of the two were already stained with the blood of the enemy, and Saito Michizo's snow-white straight clothes had turned dark red.

"Kondo, tell me, what happened to your honjin?"

Michizo Saito slashed off the right hand of the samurai named Moyun Kondo, who had been following him for four or five years, and then grabbed him by the collar and roared loudly into the other's ears despite the screams and the gushing blood of the other party.

"Entrance to the main hall, ghost...... What the hell...... River Inside...... There are a lot of ghosts ......" Kondo Moyun's face was not distorted by the severe pain caused by the cutting of his right hand, but was filled with all kinds of fear and horror!

Just when Michito Saito was stunned, a spear stabbed him in the back and stabbed him fiercely. As if he saw an opportunity that made him feel happy, Kondo Moyun suddenly pushed Saito Michizo away, and at the last moment, he turned his chest and abdomen towards the spear that was stabbed by Hina.

With a "poof", the spear pierced through Kondo's chest and then burst out of his back. Blood sprayed on the face of the ashigaru head of the person holding a wooden spear on the other side, called Yuto Hirayama, and he was a little overwhelmed.

As for Kondo Moyun, it seems that he has finally been liberated. Grabbing the spear into his chest with both hands, he slowly fell to his knees before falling to the wetlands by the river.

Saito Michizo, who was pushed away by Kondo Moyun, was inevitably a little faltering, but he hadn't fallen to the ground yet. He turned around, and the big sword in his hand slashed at the brave man Hirayama who was stunned because he killed his own general.

The huge head of Hirayama Warrior suddenly flew in mid-air, in a parabola, spinning, and blood rushed into the sky from the neck where he had lost his head, like a waterfall against the current.

Regarding the "ghost" mentioned by Kondo Moyun, Saito Michizo was not too surprised.

He had already guessed from the words and actions of his niece, Guangxiu Da Lori, that Wang Tianxie, who was inseparable from his good son-in-law, was probably the "ghost" in the other party's mouth.

What puzzled him was what Moyun Kondo meant by "a lot". If it refers to that Wang Tianxie, there is only one person at best!

However, now he can't help but think about these things that he has and does not have.

All he needed to concentrate on now was to keep wielding the big knife in his hand and slashing people...... Or is it slashing people or something...... And things like slashing people!

Saito Michizo's remaining troops were about 600 people, but his disobedient son had nearly 4,000 troops. Even if a thousand people have been eaten by the violent overage pseudo-Lori, there are still nearly three thousand people.

Of course, nearly two-thirds of the 3,000 were still struggling on the river, screaming in panic and running desperately toward the shore on either side.

"Huh? That Saito Yoshiryu actually ordered his own Overseer to shoot his own Ashigaru? "Wang Tianxie has come to the edge of Saito Yoshiryu's main formation at this time. When he saw the six-foot-and-five-inch Saito Yoshiryu, jumping and screaming there, he suddenly felt a burst of amusement in his heart.

This guy saw that his own army formation on the Kawahara was in a hurry to flee in the direction of the main formation, and he was so angry that he shouted loudly there, ordering his iron artillery team to desperately escape back to Ashigaru!

His move made his ashigaru team even more chaotic. These ashigaru people did something that Saito Yoshiryu didn't understand at all. They automatically and consciously divided into two ways and rushed forward.

One of the roads, in the eyes of Saito Yoshiryu, continued to assault towards the east bank very bravely, and the spear or wild sword in his hand was constantly waving. As for the other way, it rushed towards the river on both sides of the river. They desperately jumped into the still icy water, and then disappeared into the river with the sound of iron cannons and screams.

It can't be said that they disappeared, because their figures, after disappearing for a short while, resurfaced in the river. However, at this time, they were already floating downstream on the river as if they had drowned.

At this time, Saito Michizo had already taken the Taoist Sun Hachiro and led more than 30 guards to Ashimoto, and while slashing, he slowly came to the middle of Kawahara. He wanted to see with his own eyes what the so-called "ghosts" really looked like.

It's a pity that in his eyes, there are rebels who disobey his son everywhere, and there is not even a single "ghost" at all. However, these rebels, as if they had no idea of the formation of more than 30 people, ignored Saito Michizo and just kept rushing forward and backwards, running towards the east bank of the Nagara River or the river downstream.

What the hell is going on? The group of ashigari in front of him seems to have selective myopia, and there is no such thing as himself or others in his eyes at all.

Saito Michizo slashed the thigh of one of the ashigaru with the big knife in his hand, and the ashigaru fell to the ground. However, as if he had no pain at all, the ashigaru lay on the ground, his hands and the remaining leg pulled together, and crawled towards the east bank!

The strange scene in front of him made Saito Michizo and the others invariably take their eyeballs out of their sockets, stomp on the ground fiercely, and then stuff them back.

Saito Michizo and Taoist Sun Hachiro are both guys who have been rolling on the battlefield for at least thirty or forty years, but they dare not hesitate to swear to the gods that they have never seen such a strange thing on the battlefield.

However, this gave everyone room to breathe a sigh of relief. Saito Michizo took advantage of this opportunity to hand over his big sword to Michikong Sun Hachiro and began to tell the future.

"Daokong, from now on, you will follow my good son-in-law. Tell him that I, Daosan, have been beheaded and that this war is over...... Give this knife to Anon for me, and don't say anything else. Michizo Saito did so.

"Yes...... In any case, he will personally bring this knife to Her Royal Highness the princess of Owari Province. Taoist Sun Hachiro suddenly burst into tears in his eyes, knelt on the wet mud floor, and took Saito Michizo's big sword with both hands.

Michizo Saito waved his hand at Taoist Sun Hachiro, motioning for him to take the opportunity to hurry upstream.

After seeing the Taoist Sun Hachiro leave, Saito Michizo took his favorite spear. Then, with a strip of cloth, he wrapped his right hand tightly around the shaft of his spear, and took the Guards banner with him, and rushed towards the disobedient son's main camp on the west bank.

Since today's river wind blows from the east to the west, even if there is not much fog on the east bank, the west bank still looks white.

Saito Michizo's eyesight is not ordinarily good. This is a unique skill he practiced in his early years as an oiler. I think back then, he was able to pass a drop of oil through the money eye in the center of the copper coin. Therefore, he often takes the lead in stabbing the spear in his hand into the opponent's throat or heart before the enemy Ashigaru has not yet reacted, and his movements are very swift.

Because of this, in the thick fog, he vaguely saw a samurai in front of him, sitting on a horse, running towards the east bank of Kawahara. Saito Michizo didn't make a sound, and when the other party was about to intersect with him, he instantly stabbed his spear over.

A "hiss......" sound of a horse came to Saito Michizo's ears, and the samurai, who had been sitting on a horse before, was thrown off by his own mount. The warrior stumbled to his feet, unharmed. However, his horse, after continuing to run for a few steps, fell to the ground.

"Uncle? Aren't you on the East Coast? The samurai drew the large sword at his waist and rushed to Michizo Saito. Unexpectedly, when he saw the person clearly, his face suddenly changed, he threw down his big sword, and shouted in shock.

"It's Mitsuhide, no, now, I can finally call you a black heron. Tell my uncle, you won't blame me, will you? Saito Michizo said to the samurai with some sighs.

It turned out that when Saito Michizo was about to poke his spear out, he suddenly saw clearly that the samurai on the horse was actually the niece Wise Egret who had always been given high hopes by himself for the sake of the future of the wise family.

However, his spear had already been stabbed out, so he could only sink the spear in his hand hard, causing the spear to stab out, it was precisely stabbed in the horse's belly, throwing off the beautiful Lori.

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