Listening to the words of Kamiizumi Kamikosai, Miyamoto Musashi and the Imperial Shadow both felt the same way.

At this time, only three of the seven great swordsmen of Dongying were left, and there was also a one-sword sect master, Suzuki Naonoka, who had died under the siege of the Central Plains warriors during the chaotic battle in Kyoto.

Huangying said: "I'm going to talk to him." ”

Miyamoto Musashi shook his head, "He made this decision at this critical time, it seems that there is nothing to talk about, only war!" ”

Shangquan Yixiang Zhai said: "Then find a way to find him and fight him!" Pacify these hundreds of thousands of displaced people as soon as possible, otherwise the front line will become more and more out of control. ”

Because the exiles were divided into several groups, and during this time, the three major swordsmen had grown extremely high in strength after learning and cultivating.

It was decided to chase each of them to a group of exiles in order to find traces of the sword ghost, and agreed that once they encountered the sword ghost, they should not easily engage them.

After all, it is difficult to defeat this person with the strength of one person.

Kamiizumi took a group of Shinto-ryu disciples to a basin, and through the information given by a daimyo that hundreds of thousands of homeless people had gathered in this place, and they were planning to attack his fortress.

It is in the hope that Shangquan Xiangzhai can lead people to repel this group of displaced people.

Shangquan stood at the high post, and the displaced people below were lying on the ground, all of them were skinny, yellow-faced and thin, and most of the weapons used were wooden sticks and farm tools.

Ninety-year-old Shangquan has a sense of compassion for the world because of his cultivation of the living sword.

Looking at this group of hungry people, it seemed that as long as a group of samurai rushed in, they could defeat all 100,000 people.

But he also knew that if he did this, it would inevitably cause extremely terrible casualties, and when he was hesitating, a horn sounded in the camp of the homeless camp.

Kamiizumi noticed that dozens of wandering samurai-looking men were beginning to ask for a rally, and in a fervent tone they preached that there was plenty of food in the lord's camp somewhere.

The word food fully aroused the desire of the group of homeless people, and one by one they got up, and under the leadership of the group, went straight to the camp of the samurai.

Ever since he saw the state of this group of displaced people, Sanquan knew that with them, no matter how many people there were, they would definitely not be able to conquer the well-guarded Daimyo's fortress with plenty of food and grass.

So he went down the mountain and stood before the people.

Kamizumi looked at the wild samurai led by him kindly, and said, "This road is not passable. ”

The wild samurai was furious, "Eight Grid Tooth Road, get out of the way of the old man!" ”

"You are taking them to death, tens of thousands of lives, can you really be ruthless?"

Wild Samurai said: "We are following the orders of the sword ghost, and only by overthrowing the rule of the local daimyo can we return those of us who have no background a chance to be equal people." ”

Kamiizumi was puzzled: "But in doing so, you will not only lose all your land, but also lose your own life and that of your family, although some scum of the daimyo and samurai often oppress the common people on weekdays, but for most people, at least they can have a peaceful life." Isn't it worth the loss to assemble and launch a rebellion just for the sake of some illusory slogans? ”

An angry peasant stepped forward, "You must be a samurai master too!" The yield of the land we plant in a year is very small, and every time there is a harvest, you will deprive you of ninety percent.

Later, we opened up the wasteland behind the barren mountains ourselves, hoping to save some food for ourselves, but when we found out, we were immediately confiscated as the land of your samurai.

We have worked hard all year round, planted so much food, and it is already a luxury to have enough to eat, and we often have to be tested by your samurai, what is the difference between this kind of life and the hell of Ahbi! ”

Kamiizumi said: "Now that the daimyo in various places are aware of your complaints, under the mediation of the royal blood and the imperial shadow, if you can return, the daimyo will definitely be guilty of the past, and they have already discussed that the future land will be left for you. ”

A woman stepped forward, "Did you say His Highness the Imperial Shadow?" When my husband was selling goods in Joshita, he met a drunken samurai and insisted that he had touched the samurai's saber and was going to kill him in the street.

It was the sword-ghost-sama who stood up and prepared to stop the samurai, but His Highness the Imperial Shadow ran out to stop the sword-ghost-sama and chased him away.

As a result, my husband was stabbed dozens of times in the street by that drunk samurai! He died a miserable death, and in the end, except for the sword ghost, there was no one to administer justice for us.

His Royal Highness Huangying is high, but he has never put the lives of our low-level people in his eyes, such a Highness, we will never believe him! ”

A group of homeless people raised their fists and shouted, crying one by one about the misfortunes that had happened to them.

This shocked Shangquan Yixiangzhai and his disciples, and one of Shangquan's disciples shouted angrily: "Baga! Samurai talent privileges, although some scum have gone too far, but it is not the fault of the entire samurai class! ”

The wild samurai among the exiles rode on his horse and said: "I also tried to become a samurai in pursuit of the privileges of a samurai, and finally found that I have no illustrious background, no matter how good my swordsmanship is, no matter how good I am for the people, I will only become the laughing stock of you samurai with family crests, and today we must take revenge on the daimyo, even if it is at the cost of losing my life!" ”

Seeing that he couldn't make sense of these people at all, Shangquan Yixiang Zhai sighed and said, "I'm standing here, and I will never let you pass." ”

The wild warriors were furious and rushed forward with their swords drawn.

Seven or eight long knives slammed straight in front of him, and Shangquan Yixiangzhai had no knife in his hand, nor did he pull out the knife at his waist, only to see him step forward and wave his hands one after another.

The seven or eight long knives fell into his hands, and the wild samurai were all knocked out by Kamiizumi with great skill, without hurting their lives.

The wild warrior at the head was stunned and said, "You didn't kill us? ”

"I'm a Shinto-ryu living sword, and I don't want to see bloodshed."

At this time, a person slowly walked out of the crowd, and said with a bit of jokingness: "A living sword?" That's the second of the Seven Great Swordsmen, but I didn't expect it to be this one. ”

A man wearing the mask of Amaterasu walked in front of everyone, and Kamizumi Kansai looked solemn, and his apprentices also drew their swords one after another, looking nervous.

"You're a sword ghost."

The person who came was indeed Fan Zhuoyuan, he turned his head and said to the homeless people behind him: "We can't let the privileged class step on our heads anymore, I will repel this powerful warrior, and you continue to set off towards the fortress!" ”

A group of homeless people and wild warriors looked at Fan Zhuoyuan with fanatical eyes, and they cheered one after another, as if they saw a spiritual pillar.

Shangquan Yixiang Zhai said angrily: "Sword ghost, do you know what you are doing now? ”

"I am guiding the people who want to rebel against the samurai and daimyo to find a path that will lead them to their ideals."

"You're killing someone! Now that we are at war with the Central Plains army, but you are inciting the people to rebel at this time, don't you know that Dongying will destroy the country because of this? ”

Fan Zhuoyuan said coldly: "It is the country of the samurai that is destroyed, what does it have to do with the people?" ”

The wild samurai and homeless people on the side raised their hands and shouted, "Yes! The Central Plains Dynasty also perished with those damned daimyos, not our people, and we even wish they had attacked faster! ”