The sound of galloping horses' hooves! …… The sound of muskets! …… The hoarse roar of the infantry with their spears clenched!

Generally speaking, it should still be the ancient era when cold weapons were dominant, but there are already two armies of small soldiers equipped with arquebuses, and they have launched a life-and-death battlefield on a vast and vast plain.

On the battlefield, the two armies attacked and defended, and the battle lines were extremely long and scattered, and the situation seemed to have fallen into a stalemate for a while.

However, this does not mean that the intensity of the war will be diminished. Quite the opposite-

If you lose on the battlefield, unless you are an extremely valuable general, anyone will end up with only a dead end.

Because this fierce battle has been going on for a long time, and there is no tendency to end it for the time being, it is foreseeable that it will continue for an equally long time. That being the case, then the work of capturing the enemy or something is not suitable for the work.

To be precise, there are no more manpower and material resources to arrange the problem of prisoners, so it is better not to take prisoners......

That's right, once defeated, there is only a dead end, there is no other way.

Once human beings face a life-and-death situation, they will really emerge with amazing explosive power, so although many soldiers are already pale, their steps are vain, and they obviously look overdrawn, they still grit their teeth, stare at the enemy in front of them with red eyes, watch out for nearby enemies, and stab them at every opportunity.

Everyone has no strength, but if you don't want to die or want to get ahead, you can't relax at this time.

Because at this time, everyone has no strength, everyone is the best person to be killed, and everyone wants to kill the enemy to gain military merit...... Unfortunately, there is an old Eastern proverb full of wisdom in this world, which is called "the hero sees the same thing".

That's right, the enemy thinks so too.

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Short hairstyle, modern clothing, out of place with the ancient infantry around him.

The black-haired man with the flag of the Oda Army behind his back was panting with anger, his hands and feet were weak, and he was weakly brandishing the spear he held in his hand for the first time in his life. But he had never learned marksmanship, and could only raise his spear and swing it when the enemy approached, desperately trying not to let the enemy continue to approach him.

And if there is really no way, in the face of the enemy's sharp blades and spears, he can only do his best to play the housekeeping skills and keep dodging attacks.

Because for some reason, while being involved in this battle of the Warring States Period, Sagara Ryoharu's body, which has a particularly outstanding dodge ability, showed the greatest adaptability. If he hadn't had this unique skill, he would have turned into a dead corpse all of a sudden.

Just like in a real-life dodgeball game, he dodges the falling attacks in the fraction of a second, whether it's the tip of a spear stabbed from the sides or the occasional arrow.

Although each dodge made the joints in his body rattle, now Sagara could only pretend not to hear.

It's just that with the slow passage of time, this black-haired male high school student who is incompatible with the painting style of this ancient battlefield has gradually reached the limit state of the end of the crossbow, but his breathing is inevitably getting faster and faster, and there are small abrasions everywhere on his body.

He also seemed to notice such an unfortunate change, his face became more and more pale, and he couldn't help but think of the scene not long ago, when Uncle Monkey Face was killed by a stray bullet in front of his eyes. It may not be long before he will encounter such a fate, quietly in this era, in this corner, and he will become a cold corpse without being noticed by anyone.

You can't go wrong. I've really come to the Warring States period, but why is that-

The black-haired male high school student screamed silently in his heart.

He gasped for air, feeling the pain in his thighs getting more and more unbearable, and the arm holding the gun becoming more and more sore and weak, and suddenly he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair in his heart: How long will this nightmare end?!

And at this time, an armored warrior on a military horse rushed to the front line to boost morale. Seeing a good opportunity to disintegrate the enemy's front line, the cavalry team immediately launched a surprise attack.

The horseback warrior who commanded the cavalry team, although his whole body was covered in solid armor, could still tell that it was another girl—just like the Imagawa army and Ji Daimyo he had met before—she was patrolling back and forth on the battlefield, shouting: "Divide some infantry, and retreat to the main camp first to protect the lord!" Hurry up! ”

However, the infantry seemed to be bent on cutting off the enemy's head for meritorious service, and no one wanted to retreat to the main formation, and the body of the young military general trembled slightly.

Sagara Yoshiharu was a flash of inspiration.

However, he didn't think too much about this idea, and just followed the female military general on horseback with a spear and went straight to the main camp of the Oda army. I didn't want to kill, and besides, the war was decided—he thought so on the way to his own battle, but he didn't think about the fact that he was not capable of killing at all.

Along the way, he approached the main camp of the Oda army very quickly, and Sagara Yoshiharu saw the banner symbolizing Owari Oda from a distance. And it seems that the battle is very fierce, even the guards who protect the general have been sent to the front line to fight, and the front of the formation is also empty, and the guards are very sparse.

The black-haired male high school student didn't have time to think about it, nor did he have the strength to think about it.

Because he was so tired that he really wanted to fall asleep if he could, but now he had to drag his spear and continue to walk towards the main camp of the Oda army. He didn't come here to "protect the lord", he just wanted to have a fair reason and place to take a good rest.

He wasn't one of those real soldiers, ronin, or samurai, and he was so desperate to be beheaded that his own life could be put on the table.

However......

At this moment, a noisy shout of killing and heavy footsteps came! Sagara Ryoharu, who felt exhausted and weak in his hands and feet, subconsciously followed the prestige, and in the next moment, his pupils shrank into a pinhole because of the highly tense consciousness:

The Imagawa Army death squad, which came out of nowhere, entered the main camp at this time.

- Oda Nobunaga is in danger!!

- If he also dies, then there will be no one to unify the Sengoku, and what will become of this troubled world by that time?!

Such a thought just flashed in his mind, which had already pierced his nerves and spirit, and more importantly, perhaps the reason why the blazing breath of the Warring States Period made the blood in his body boil, and he made his choice almost reflexively.

It's hard to say whether this choice is right or wrong.

Seeing that it seemed that Oda Nobunaga's general was surrounded by the Imagawa death squad, Sagara Yoshiharu was scared, but he still had the courage to be hot-blooded, and then he found that his body was moving faster than the blood and guts, and he rushed over almost immediately.

It's just that because the setting and geographical location of this formation are too narrow, and the number of enemies is too large, he can only shout and spin his spear at the same time.

"If you don't want to die, don't come close! Look at how good I am! ”

Maybe it's really the reason why shouting loudly can also increase output, just at the last moment, he actually miraculously forced back the enemy troops around him, killed a way, and finally swung the spear in his hand, and shot down the spear stabbed at the general's helmet with extreme accuracy, this series of actions is like a divine help.

And after completing all this, he also had no time to see how the general looked, but just held the spear in front of the general behind him.

"In order to serve the Oda family, the ronin Sagara Yoshiharu is here—" Sagara Yoshiharu roared angrily, trying to cheer himself up, but before he could finish speaking, he stopped abruptly, as if a duck was choked by someone's neck unawares.

"Buzz" –

Because at this moment, a strange sound similar to a buzzing suddenly sounded in the field, and everyone subconsciously stopped shouting in their mouths, and looked around with the movements in their hands, but of course they didn't find anything like a honeycomb nearby.

And the strange sound was getting louder and louder, as if the air around it was vibrating at the same time.

Suddenly, everyone had a premonition of a catastrophe!!

“……”

Sagara Ryoharu blinked his eyes suspiciously, he didn't have the sense of crisis honed on the battlefield by the soldiers around him, nor did he have the decisive ability to choose to save his life, so naturally he didn't have a big change in complexion like the soldiers around him, step by step back, looking around vigilantly.

During this last precious time, he just stood in a daze, curious, and felt that this sound was very familiar, as if it was a "hum" sound that would never appear in this era, like a machine being energized.

About two or three seconds later, when there was a tingling sensation in the cerebral cortex, Sagara Ryoharu reacted violently, subconsciously looked around, and then found that the soldiers around him had withdrawn at least twenty meters away. He was so busy that he was taken aback, threw away the spear in his hand and turned around and ran!!

- But, it seems, it's too late.

A strong sense of crisis that made the back of his head suddenly tingle, what the black-haired man high school student didn't see was that the huge storm composed of lightning intertwined with lightning had filled all the space behind him almost instantly, and quickly expanded to engulf most of the Oda army's main formation.

The most violent thunder power in heaven and earth suddenly descended, and countless violent arcs with a terrifying momentum like heavenly power instantly pierced the air, and then with an ozone-permeated breath and a crackling sound, like a thunderbolt spear swung by a god, it slashed in all directions!