The battle against the bandits was won by excellent equipment, well-trained soldiers, excellent commanders and coordination, and luck on their side. Their record was brilliant in terms of the fact that no one was seriously injured or killed, but even with such favorable conditions, the battle was not without cost.

"Ahh After the adrenaline of the battle subsided, the irritation of the liquor on the groundbreaking wound made these usually conformist samurai gasp.

"It's a man, just put up with it. Many of the women of the Yi people reprimanded them like this, but for a while, the arrogant samurai could not open their mouths to refute. The Yi people, who were born as mountain people and hunters, are tenacious, and they may not know how to use the collective formation of war bows and spears in the wilderness, and they may not know the reason for swordsmanship, but the fight with wild bears and wild boars is not easier than fighting against people.

In the wilderness, injuries are commonplace. Agile wildlife doesn't pick the easy paths for humans – spiky bushes or rock-filled trails are life-threatening, they know what to do to get rid of hunters, and their thick fur and thick feet allow them to walk through difficult terrain.

The hunter has to decide in a split second whether to rise to the challenge or whatever, and if he hesitates to worry about these small scratches, the prey will be lost in the blink of an eye. He had to return empty-handed, disappointing his family and starving.

Scratches, scratches, and fractures caused by falls, and all kinds of injuries are the norm for the mountain people, and their skin is very tough in the wind and rain, unlike the white and unscarred samurai of the Japanese-style samurai.

The hunting group of the Yi people is often composed of at least two people, so that there is a balance between the two sides. If one person encounters a crisis and no one helps him, then the death penalty has basically been declared.

It is precisely because of this that they are not only good at treating their own wounds, but they are also very good at helping their peers deal with their injuries.

The bandits were not defenseless and could only show their backs to chase and chop the peasants, which was not the same thing as the almost one-sided massacre in the swamp village in the first place. Even well-trained and well-equipped Japanese samurai were wounded when their superiority was exhausted.

It only takes a few seconds to launch a final counterattack before completely losing breath, and the spear or knife happens to hit the weak point of the armor's defenses, and the damage will be dealt.

The rain of arrows that the bandits fought back from time to time also unfortunately, hitting weakly protected places such as the shoulder straps of the cuirass and piercing into the shoulders of the samurai. Fortunately, it was blocked by the tortoiseshell gold with a thin iron piece in the shape of a tortoise's back carapace hidden in the middle of the cloth, and it did not hurt the bones and major blood vessels, but only some skin trauma.

And the weakness of the human armor is concentrated in the throat and abdomen. The samurai at the throat were covered by the drooping throat armor when they added their visors, and the abdomen was protected by swords. Just for the sake of vision, breathing, or shouting to command their subordinates, many samurai will choose to go into battle without face armor.

And getting rid of these weaknesses that can be compensated: the head, torso and other key protective parts, and the enveloping area of human armor are actually comparable to Rigal's plate armor.

The real weakness also lies in their limb armor.

In order to pursue lightweight, the armor of the limbs of Japanese people is mostly made of curved iron bars sewn on the top of the cloth.

The part of the arm is called a "cage hand", which is simply understood as a sleeve made of cloth with two ties at the top that can be fastened after going around the armpit. And this whole sleeve is fixed with a series of iron bars and iron plates by sewing and other methods, as well as lock rings.

But the chain mail of the Moon Country is also very different from Rigal.

The Rigalese chain mail was riveted, and the iron rings pulled through the orifice plates were punched and fastened with rivets after being hammered. There are no openings in the interlocking rings, and they are veritable "iron armor".

However, the chain mail of the Japanese people is not only a bent iron ring, and the opening part will deform and fall off if left like that with a little force, but also adopts the "cross weaving method", that is, the chain is arranged in a cross shape, not the way that the Rigales are densely packed with cloth.

This is naturally a compromise made in a series of directions such as weight bearing and production time. As a result of this, it is difficult for the armour of the Japanese to bounce and slide away all attacks like Rigal, and it is basically unharmed unless faced with a heavy blunt weapon.

They only serve to turn serious injuries into minor injuries, and to turn crippled amputations into healable fractures and dislocations.

Therefore, the most scarred parts of the samurai are naturally the parts of the limbs that are weakly protected and targeted by the bandits.

There are a total of 7 pairs of cage hands that have been cut and punctured and need to be repaired. Their owners naturally have some long or short cut wounds on their arms. The samurai had holes in their armor, and the tethers of their shoulder armor had broken and had to be reattached. There are also helmets that are so deformed by the blow that they press on the side of their face.

There are also wounds that need to be re-sutured and reused with needles and threads.

Obviously they have the advantage, and even their luck is on their side, but in the face of opponents who will do everything they can to resist, there are still many wounded on their side.

The wounds were long and narrow, and there were many who bared their teeth and grinned in unseemly pain. But even though the scene seemed a little big, it was still only a minor injury.

The definition of distinguishing between minor and severe injuries is simple.

Even if the body is slashed several times, as long as the main blood vessels are not cut, the tendons are not cut, and the bones are not broken, the person can still stand up, bandage and continue to fight and move forward, it is still considered a minor injury.

And if it is amputated and beaten to the point that it is crippled and unable to take care of itself, it is judged to be a serious injury.

The price is low.

The price is low, but—

Old Joe was silent, Yajiro was also silent, and the great god and Narumi next to him were even more so.

The samurai class has existed for a long time, and the samurai who have no actual combat experience have also come from generation to generation.

In a country that has long been peaceful, the only time that it can experience actual combat is the killing of bandits and pirates, or border conflicts with disobedient minorities.

What they learned was useful, and although many of them were nervous and shivering at the beginning, the long training paid off.

But this result is a little unsatisfactory compared to the blind joy.

Including Narumi.

In fact, they are expecting better, more brilliant results.

Breaking through in one go, the bandits fled without a single injury, and won a great victory.

Admittedly, anyone who says this kind of thing will notice the overly beautiful idealism in it. But they do believe that they can do it, that they can do it, that they can do it.

But it still doesn't work.

It wasn't even a complete head-on confrontation, at first both sides were just harassing each other with arrows through wooden shields, and the bandits, who had been caught off guard by the opportunity, only resisted at the last moment of death, and a dozen or so wounded appeared on their side.

All the advantages are on their side.

The equipment is better for itself, and the personnel are also cultivated and energetic in an excellent environment. Tactically, their side had a slight advantage, and luck was on their side, and the bandit commander's final self-rebellion confirmed their victory.

However, even in this case, there are still many people who are injured, the armor is broken, the arrows are consumed, and the knives are bumped or curled by improper use.

Only, because of, this is the right hand that will fight back.

Narumi was afraid to imagine the worst, he knew it wouldn't help, but he couldn't help but start thinking about the possibility.

What if one of these advantages is taken away from you?

The conversation with Henry, paying attention to the loud noises, made him understand how good the commander was on the other side of the path, and how difficult the mountain ghost was on the other side.

Although Yajiro put on an expression like "bragging" and didn't seem to believe it, Narumi didn't think the other party was lying.

The first is that there is no need for him to brag about his exploits, and the second is that the other party did kill him from there.

And what if the heads of the two sides are reversed, and the more competent commanders are guarded on this side?

The first time he saw through Henry's method of disturbing the morale of the army, he immediately ordered the archers to counterattack, no, until then, they would definitely not give the Yi people a chance to approach, and the people in the rear would attack at the moment they were alert.

The Yiren would not have the possibility of disturbing the bandits to create a surprise opportunity for the samurai, and they did not have the strength to directly inflict real damage. If the bandits are able to stabilize the morale of the army, they will be able to scatter the people with a rain of arrows, and they will not be able to carry out an effective counterattack.

Even so, it is still possible to complete the flanking attack according to the original plan, so that the bandits have to allocate a certain amount of strength to deal with the enemy behind, if a good commander sees through the flanking attack and uses the giant shield to cover and raise his spear to deal with the samurai-

Even if the forces are scattered, the samurai still have to gnaw hard bones.

"At that time, can I give the order for my subordinates to charge even though they know the danger?" Narumi asked himself after imagining that difficult situation a few times in his mind.

"Don't do what you're doing, I know what you're doing. Henry, who was next to him, said coldly to the samurai captain who was lost in thought.

"Don't be limited to 'yes', open your eyes to the unmistakable facts. ”

"These guys are screaming and screaming in pain. Those who have broken armor also have the strength to complain and have the strength to repair. ”

"Your decision saved their lives and allowed us to move on. ”

"For now, let's rest and enjoy the first victory. The sage patted Narumi on the shoulder and walked towards the inside of the cave where the group was resting.

"Your Excellency, have you ever been in such a position?" the high-ranking samurai asked as he spoke.

"Ah, a long time ago, yes. Henry stopped.

"Sure enough. And Narumi sighed: "Ordinary Nanban swordsmen, I don't think they will know so much. ”

"But a long time ago?"

"What is the current position and identity of Your Excellency Heng?" he threw out this question, which naturally inevitably contained the meaning of questioning Henry's purpose in coming to Crescent Continent.

"Now. The sage turned back to half of his body: "As you can see." ”

"It's just a little bit of a sword, a southern barbarian alien. ”

"I have to talk about identity. He shrugged, "It's a sage." ”

"Sage?" Narumi frowned, he didn't understand the word.

"There's a bell in the land of the moon, right?" said Henry, suddenly.

"Yes, most of the temples are there, and they are built on a high place like halfway up the mountainside, and at a certain time someone will ring the bell to let the world know the time. He said this to himself, and then suddenly understood what Henry meant.

"Probably like the man who rang the bell, the sage. He shrugged his shoulders again, then turned around and walked towards Mira and Kaleva and the others, never looking back.

"The one who rang the bell...... and the senior samurai behind him turned his head to look outside the cave, and Lao Qiao led the team responsible for collecting the corpses of the bandits and hurriedly ran in.

"It's going to rain again, it's so cold, it's cold!" cried the bearded countryman, and then, as if hearing him, huge raindrops began to fall in mid-air.

It's just a matter of moments, and there are still some snowflakes in the rain.

"It's snowing at this time, it's strange! Spring has been going on for a long time!" said Old Joe, and the undried firewood in the fire for heating and cooking made a "crackling" sound.

A little white smoke rose.