Although the battle with the mountain ghosts lasted only a short time, the noise was so loud that even the bandits and samurai who were clashing on the other side of the mountain wall could hear it.

The samurai of the Qingtian family, who didn't know what was going on, naturally had a slight doubt in their hearts, and even worried that it was a landslide caused by heavy rain, but they didn't have time to think about it because of the urgency of the situation.

And the ones who really wavered in their hearts were the bandits who were safe and sound under the protection of the thick giant shield.

Those who do not know are fearless, and newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Similar proverbs abound all over the world.

Knowledge is not a good thing sometimes, and people who don't know the situation may be stupid and have no fear even when a crisis comes.

- They know what the sound came from.

The existence of one's own side is equivalent to the ultimate weapon, and it took a lot of effort to turn around, and it consumes one-tenth of the ration of the entire bandit group's decisive combat power every day.

With a tall body and unrivaled strength, and with the right armor and weapons, the mountain ghost can even turn the tide when it comes to skirmishes.

But the voice sounded only 3 times.

Then it was quiet.

Is it the opponent who has fled? There are only samurai and ashigaru in front of him, and it is clear that he is separated from those guys dressed as civilians. It is estimated that the leading spies discovered that there were fewer defenders on the other side of the trail, and wanted to pass through or outflank them.

But that's just an illusion, and the team with the mountain ghosts is even stronger than the one with more people. When the samurai came, the bandits were laughing, thinking that this time they would be able to eat the whole team.

But what's going on?

Not long after the samurai rushed over, there was a rumble that was clearly an attack from the mountain ghosts.

"It's cleaning up the mess, it must have been killed by the bow and arrow, and most of the rest were killed while fleeing. "Someone who gave an answer that seemed plausible in order to hide the uneasiness and anxiety in their hearts.

Yes, those are all civilians in cloth, and the mountain road is so narrow, they must have been killed and injured by the rain of arrows after rushing up together, and then their own people over there were cleaning up the mess.

The bandits, who hid behind their shields and listened to the occasional "snatching" sound of the samurai's arrows, nodded their heads frequently, reinforcing their conviction of this statement with their movements.

No one has broken a doubt in this discourse—

If it's just to clean up the remnants, then why send the units that crush the formation?

It must have been the mountain ghost's bloodthirsty desire that couldn't be controlled and rushed forward. Some people say this to themselves in their hearts. But deep down, they all knew that the other side was personally guarded by their own boss, and the capable bandit boss was the one who commanded this group of people, and ordered the scouts to monitor, set up this formation, and the people who abducted the mountain ghosts.

They were originally just a rabble, and they were able to occupy a large territory in this area, completely because of the boss's outstanding ability.

The boss can't control the mountain ghost, how can it happen - the doubt exists in the heart, but no one says it. They are just trying to find a plausible solution that they still have the upper hand for.

And this practice.

It is doomed that they will not even have the last chance to fight back.

"Smack-smack-smack-grabb!!"

The arrows that came from behind hit the torso of the lightly armored bandit with unmistakable accuracy.

The arrows pierced the weakly defended back armor, and the bandit, whose lobes had been stabbed in the lobes, opened his mouth wide but could not utter any words, and could only use all the remaining strength of his left hand to grab his companion's shoulder.

"Huh—" The pierced lobe of the lung quickly filled with internal bleeding, causing the pale bandit to cough his warm blood in his companion's face, and then fell face down.

"Whew—" The mountain breeze blew, and the bandits turned back in panic after their companions fell to the ground.

- Why is there no one to guard the rear?

Trust in the allies in the rear, because the samurai in front of them are too dense with arrows, and if they are far away from the wooden shield, they will be thrown and hit?

Or do you not want to face the truth because of your inner turmoil and anxiety?

In any case, when the dozens of bandits finally turned around after one of them was knocked down, what they saw was a group of young men dressed in very ethnic patterns, pulling out the hunting bows in their hands.

"Ezo?!Why are there Ezo people?!" In a panic, a bandit who stood up from between the shields was accurately hit in the back of the head by the bow in the samurai's hand, and the arrow fired by the samurai on horseback hit the back of the head from top to bottom and pierced through the jaw, directly piercing the head of the bandit who was only wearing gold, killing him on the spot, and falling straight down like a mouse hit by a wooden stick.

The spies of the bandits hide their bodies from a distance in the grass to observe, and they can't stay too long, otherwise they will definitely be exposed. From a long distance and for a short time, no matter how sharp his eyes were, he couldn't see everyone's faces clearly.

So "a group of samurai on horseback, more than 30 people, and 10 ashigaru, with baggage, and 50 civilian servants." This is what he handed in.

The number of people, as well as various weapons and valuable targets, are recorded, and the bandit boss has developed a complete ambush plan.

But where did these Ezo people come from?

The bandits' minds were confused for a while, and the team on the other side should be civilians with people, how did they become hunters of ethnic minorities?

They were passing by and heard the movement and came to ambush themselves, they should be enemies with the samurai? No, no matter how you look at them, these people seem to be cooperating with the samurai to flank their own side - "Don't be afraid, Ezo's bows are hunting bows, and they can't penetrate our armor!"

The young bandit, who was almost equivalent to the second leader in the bandit group, was also the one who commanded the team on this side, stood up and brandished his knife to attract the attention of his subordinates, and shouted loudly to boost morale, but the gun hit the first bird, and the next second several arrows flew over and hit him in the face.

"Slap ——!!"

Two abrasions slipped open and pinned to the back of the wooden shield.

Three other arrows, as powerful as the Japanese samurai's bow, pierced the surface of the breastplate, and even if they didn't do real damage, they greatly dampened the morale of the bandits.

"Look at them ——!" What further plunged the bandits into confusion and fear was the behavior of those Yiren who were dozens of meters away suddenly took something out of their arms and poured it on the arrow.

"They know that the bow can't be pierced, and they're poisoning!" The voice of one of the bandits who shouted loudly even drowned out the voice of the young bandits trying to command a counterattack, but when the bandits' archers turned around to strike first, the samurai who had been harassing themselves with a rain of arrows in an arc kept their distance from the rear - seized the opportunity.

Viewed from mid-air, the scene was magnificent and regular, and the well-trained warriors of the Japanese warriors converged from the three columns as they ran, and then immediately turned around and turned into a charging formation, and marched towards this direction with the sound of horses' hooves like thunder.

"Archers, open bows, open bows!spear team, forward, stop those samurai for me!!" The second-in-command is always just the second-in-command, and the distracted young bandit loses his cool and knows what to do, but he can't command his men as accurately as the bandit boss.

"Assault!" Narukai, dressed in bright armor, shouted loudly, and then the powerful iron horsemen directly overturned the wooden shield with a charge, and the spears that did not have time to rise failed to kill the horses, and the bandits who were hiding behind under the trampling of the iron hooves of the hundreds of kilograms of war horses were also either dead or injured.

The archer was unable to pull the big bow in his hand, and the spearman tried to pick up the spear that fell in the panic, but his hand was trampled off and his head was kicked off.

"Give it all to me-" "Qiang ——!!" Narumi who galloped past the horse cut off the young bandit's head cleanly, and after rushing out of a distance of more than ten meters, they neatly put away the knife and pointed at the wounded bandits who were still in a mess of dead and wounded-

Draw your bow and arrow again.

"No-samurai-sama-rao-"

"Shoot the arrow!!"

"Woohoo Blah-"

The dust settled.

Spear-wielding ashigarus began to check on the undead bandits and mend their swords.

"Ha-" Temulun and the others let go of the bow in their hands, and the young men in the front row looked at each other, while the old and weak women and children in the back all looked at Henry, who was leading the unicorn Mitya.

Mira was lying limply on the unicorn's back, and when the battle was over, the little one hid his overly striking unicorn again.

"Stride, step, step-" Narumi, who had three arrows stuck in his shoulder armor, rode over with Lao Qiao on horseback.

"Hara, is that so? Because of the fierce fighting, he couldn't keep up with his breath through the armor, so the sergeant reached out and removed the armor from the nose part of the armor to get more unobstructed air circulation.

"Let them take away the garments of the peacemakers and put on the garments of the people. And pick out a few of the most powerful hunting bows among them - young adults in the front row, and this ......" Narumi looked at the small wooden bottles on the ground that were actually just cooking oil.

"Your Excellency, what a trick to disrupt the vision. Narumi, who was breathing slowly, was amazed.

"Soldiers don't get tired of cheating. And the sage shrugged.

On the way over, he did not hesitate to find time to let them change their clothes, and arranged the young men in the front, and selected the few powerful hunting bows that could penetrate the armor.

All this is to make the bandits mistakenly think that this is a powerful army that has been killed halfway.

After that, it was only the cooking oil used to maintain the blades, but because of the ignorance and demonization of the Yiren ethnic minority, it was determined that it must be some kind of venom - after all, it is normal to think that someone would suddenly start to smear useless grease in the middle of the battlefield.

If the bandits were given a little time to recover, they would surely understand how it was possible for an army of razors about the same number as civilians to suddenly emerge from an area where only two roads were under their control. And if they calm down and stay where they are, protected by their shields, the spearmen raise their spears and prepare to prevent the samurai from taking advantage of the opportunity to charge and the archers start to shoot back, then the fact that Henry's side is nothing more than a paper tiger will be exposed in an instant.

But it was this moment of confusion and loss of command.

Narumi isn't stupid, and our Sage never underestimates anyone else.

The samurai leader's excellent leadership and military qualities let Henry know that if he created an opportunity to disrupt these bandits, Narumi would definitely notice and take advantage of them.

And that's exactly what he thought.

They didn't even agree on specific course of action beforehand.

Because no plan can be fully effective after encountering an enemy, agreeing on an overly elaborate plan may end up being a psychological burden and leading to too rigid thinking.

Therefore, this is completely a flank attack by the excellent military experts of Rigal and the Land of the Moon, relying on the understanding reached by the excellent qualities of both sides.

The "I......" victory was achieved, but Narumi found that his hands were shaking so much that even the reins he was holding began to shake from side to side.

He felt his fingertips numb, as if an electric current was passing through his body, and he was a little speechless for a while.

"First killing?" Henry raised an eyebrow, looking up slightly at the high-ranking samurai on horseback.

"Yes. The warrior proved with a sword that there are about ninety percent of the samurai in my country who are eager to fight and want to prove that the martial arts they have learned are true. ”

"But the feeling ......"

"It's hard to put into words. ”

"That's it. ”

"What does it feel like to take someone's life? ”

"Good. ”

"Wonderful. "Under the clear sky, the samurai of the Qingtian family, who had experienced their first battle, won the victory at a small cost.

Many people's hands were shaking, their armor was in need of repair, and quite a few had some minor injuries on their bodies.

The blood of dozens of bandits gathered into a small lake, red and reflected the light.

And the sage watched in silence as the blood spilled from the severed palm of a dead bandit above fell into the crater of water like a crescent moon that had been trampled out by the horseshoe prints.

Start in the north.

The cloudy stagnant water gradually turns red.

"It's unlucky. He said in a voice that no one could hear.