Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Journey of Heroes
Sen Luo didn't hide his secrets when he taught Xiao Yezi, and he didn't think about keeping anything to spare, he was just letting this little girl survive in this world even without the protection of his skeleton. "Since it's fate, it's natural to teach you the ability to live." Sen Luo had already told that little leaf a long time ago.
This demon swordsmanship is naturally first-class, and Sen Luo doesn't know what school it should be called, in his opinion, Xiao Yezi's practice can only be said to be good, but his talent is limited, and he is afraid that it is impossible to become a sword saint in the future, but there is no problem with Jian Hao - as long as she practices hard and does not relax.
Now that Xiaoye has practiced to the realm of cutting mosquitoes, Sen Luo will praise him if he sees it. As for Sen Luo herself, she is naturally already above this, Xiao Yezi's limitation is in her human body, even if she exercises spiritual power, this child is just a peasant girl, and she has no talent in this area.
There is no way, the method of spiritual power cultivation is the same as swordsmanship, and it is not only something that can be practiced hard, but the most important thing is undoubtedly the talent in this area.
Moriro continued to move forward, and it was not very far from Amakusa Castle. And before arriving at Amakusa Castle, he saw a castle - this was the most common kind of castle defense during the Warring States period, and there was no majestic castle tower - the kind of thing that was built only when he was in the rear to show his wealth, and there were really not many times in the Warring States period.
The city was very large, and the whole mountain was surrounded by earthen ramparts and half-human walls of bamboo rows, and even made of bamboo and wood to build a number of oars, and inside were military tents. "Oda Nobunaga ended up here. It's ridiculous that he actually fell into helping Amakusa die. The skeletal samurai calmly looked at the mountain castle in front of him, and Nobunaga's Rokubun military banner fluttered in the sky above the castle.
The main road to Amakusa Castle is stuck here, and it is almost impossible to bypass it, because after leaving the road, even with the eyes of Senluo's skeletons, it is faintly ghostly crying, as if it is a lost place of hell, "If you enter, I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out." The skeletal warrior muttered, and there was a hint of caution in his double tone.
In this era, I'm afraid that the underworld has already been stained by demons, and it has already become a cave of evil ghosts - this is also normal, on the occasion of the arrival of the Demon Sky King, the first to fall is always the underworld, but the first one that can be recovered must be the underworld, and the mana of the King of the Earth is not fake.
So if you want to get rid of Amakusa, you have to break through here, otherwise you may have to try to take a boat, but the Japanese ships don't dare to go to sea at all, and now the demons and monsters on the seaside are even more powerful - even the daring sea warriors dare to only fish in the bay of the inland sea, and in this way, they will be attacked by sea monsters that break into the bay from time to time.
"I can only break through head-on." Sen Luo said, but then he sat down cross-legged, his long knife aside, and waited calmly. He is adjusting his body and mind, and he will only launch a surprise attack until he reaches a certain level - with Nobunaga's ability to govern the army, it is impossible to break through with any ninjutsu if he wants to play any tricks.
The sun rises and the moon sets, the moon sets and the sun rises, and Sen Luo has not moved. And in the early morning of the third day, when the fog was clearing, the skeletal warrior stood up, tucked his sword at his waist, and strode toward the only way.
The fog could not obscure the sight of the ghost army, this was not a mortal army, and these ghost warriors who had risen from death no longer needed to see with their eyes, just like Sen Luo. The skeletal warrior has a special demonic aura on his body, although he has been repeatedly restrained, but as a sword master, where can he be ignored like a stone?
With the sound of hurried footsteps, the side gates of the defending city were opened, and a group of soldiers with spears rushed out. These people were much better off than Senroh looked - they were just blue-skinned, with death-white cheeks, and a frosty smell all over them—at least they had frost on their barrels.
Moriro just walked unhurriedly, approaching the Nobunaga army in front of him - when he got closer, he could find that there were many rotten and half-rotten heads stuck in the bamboo rafts, and these were probably samurai and monks who wanted to defeat Amakusa and were killed by Nobunaga's army here.
"Nam no Amitaba Night Dota Gado Night ......" chanted the mantra of the past life, and Sen Luo had already drawn his sword - there was no need to use the Heart Slash technique, and it was still necessary to save energy to deal with these demons. Now that Sen Luo is already above the Sword Master, killing these pikemen is really nothing. The skeletal samurai just swung his sword rather casually, and his movements were not very fast, and his footsteps naturally did not stop.
The spears stabbed out by these spearmen were crooked and could not touch Senro's body at all, and they used their spears in a hurry, not at all like highly trained off-duty soldiers. This is the result of Senluo's Juggernaut Heart Eye on these soldiers - inadvertently, Senluo has completely controlled the attack method and attack range of these soldiers, allowing them to misjudge and rush at the same time, and also send himself to Senluo's sword.
This sword technique was not deliberately used by Sen Luo, he just didn't suppress it very casually, it was enough to deal with these soldiers, and if he dealt with the kendo masters, this heart skill would play a greater role. The beauties under the moon slaying these ghost armies are similar to killing living demons, directly snatching the demonic energy seeds they need to recover from death, and the fallen ghost armies will be wrapped in black smoke as if burning, and then they will turn into what they should have been—dry bones buried in tattered armor.
Killing the ten spearmen in front of him, Sen Luo didn't even need a few breaths, he didn't perform a quick slash, and each soldier only ate one knife clearly, but this knife was cut in two. And the captains of Nobunaga's army also recognized Moriro, after all, he was a sword master who had fought a fierce battle with them and even killed the general once. Then the trumpets sounded, and from the city came the sound of horses' hooves and the footsteps of the people.
The Skeleton Juggernaut didn't stop, and the soldiers stationed in front were the first to kill - they were all low-ranking samurai, with weapons ranging from knives to spears, and the armor on their bodies was different from that of ordinary soldiers. However, they did not hold out for a long time in front of Sen Luo, every attack was to interfere with each other, and every attack was full of mistakes, but instead exposed each other to Sen Luo's knife, and even defense could not be done.
"Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for a thousand miles!" Mori Ro's double tone chanted such a Chinese poem, and then he let out a laugh, "Let's kill ten people in one step...... The hollow skeletal eyes swept towards the Nobunaga ghost army who were rushing out.