I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

The latest website: April 2, the second year of Kanzheng.

On a certain coast in the south of the Kii Domain—thousands of troops holding the family crest of the Tokugawa family: "Shamrock Monogram" gathered here.

And the general who commanded these thousands of troops—Masaya Inamori, was wearing his iconic red general armor, standing on a high ground with a good view, looking at the sea in the distance.

To be precise, it is looking at the large blurry shadow on the horizon of the distant sea.

This large, vague shadow is an island.

It is such an island that should be quite ordinary, but it has become Inamori's nightmare in the past few months.

Almost all of the nightmares I had in recent days were related to this island.

Dreaming that the monsters entrenched on this island came across the sea and easily defeated the thousands of troops under his command...

While Inamori was staring blankly at the island in the distance, a young man who was also wearing battle armor, but obviously not as advanced as Inamori, slowly climbed up to the high ground.

"Master Inamori, Lord Kamiyama sent us a letter just now."

"What did Master Shenshan say?" Inamori asked in a calm tone without looking back.

"Master Shenshan said: The fourth batch of prisoners will be assembled soon, and the fourth batch of prisoners will be released to 'Butterfly Island' around mid-April or late."

After quietly listening to his subordinate's report, Inamori just nodded slightly, and then said in a flat tone:

"understood."

After finishing his report to Inamori, the young man said with emotion:

"Master Kamiyama Koshinosuke's title of 'Fame Pursuit' is really not in vain. Not only did he manage the prisoners who gathered from all over the place in an orderly manner, but our army's logistics supplies were also managed perfectly."

"This kind of handling skills is admirable."

"It is really a blessing for the people and the world to have such an official."

As soon as the subordinate's voice fell,

The corners of Inamori's mouth curled up slightly, and he let out a sneer.

"Master Shenshan has outstanding talents, and he lives up to the name of 'Famous Obedience' - I admit this."

"But you must not think that Master Shenshan is an upright and loyal person."

"I know him a little bit."

"Kamiyama Koshinosuke, how should I describe him..."

"He belongs to the kind of person who uses any means to achieve his goal."

"In order to achieve the goal, even if it is to cooperate with people of the highest rank."

"And in fact, he did."

"So I advise you to be the same as me. It's better to stay away from this kind of people who do whatever they can to achieve their goals."

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At this moment, Kii Fan's Fan Hall - Wakayama Castle.

In a spacious room full of various scrolls, papers, and books, a middle-aged man was sleeping in front of a desk.

He folded his arms across his chest and held his head high.

There is a thin scroll covering the face, and the chest rises and falls rhythmically.

Those who are not familiar with this middle-aged man may be quite shocked to see this situation.

But if someone who is familiar with this middle-aged man is present, he will not feel that such a scene is so strange.

Sitting and sleeping - this is the unique skill of this middle-aged man.

When he was tired from work, the middle-aged man would throw his head back, cover his face with an open scroll or book, and then fall asleep like this.

Just when the middle-aged man was sleeping soundly, there was a loud shout outside the door:

"Master Shenshan! The new list of prisoners has been sorted out!"

As soon as the announcement sounded, the middle-aged man called "Master Shenshan" suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, blew hard, and blew away the thin scroll covering his face, and then He shouted loudly outside the room:

"Send it in!"

"Yes!"

A middle-aged man dressed as a civil official opened the paper sliding door, and then respectfully sent a bound scroll in his hand to Kamiyama Koshinosuke's desk.

After waving his hand to signal the civil servant to step down, Shenshan slowly spread out the list of new prisoners that had just been sorted out.

On this scroll, there are the names of every prisoner who has been sent to the Kii front line, or is about to arrive at the Kii front line.

At the same time, behind the prisoner's name, there is also a note indicating what crime the prisoner has committed before.

As Shenshan looked at the names of each person, the expression in his eyes gradually revealed surprise.

"'Executioner Yidao Zhai', 'Liuguang Hachiman', 'Monk'... There are so many masters in the new batch of prisoners..."

"I hope this group of people can have some success after landing on 'Butterfly Island'..."

Shenshan muttered while continuing to look down.

Finally——Shen Shan's eyes stopped on a person's name.

Unlike other people who glanced over at once, Shenshan's gaze was fixed on this person's name for a long, long time...

Moreover, the expression contained in his eyes gradually became complicated.

The name of the person who directly fixed the eyes of Mount Kailash has only 4 simple Chinese characters—Makimura Yahachi.

The note marked after it clearly stated what crime he had committed before: fighting and fighting.

Looking at the words "fight and fight", Shenshan couldn't help smiling.

"Long time no see..." Shenshan looked at the name and said softly, "Unexpectedly... I can still see your name in my lifetime...'Sword Dragon'!"

After roughly reading the remaining names one by one, Shenshan rewound the scroll and threw it aside casually.

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Kara, Kara, Kara, Kara...

Ogata was very used to the sound of the wheels moving forward.

Now Ogata has been able to skillfully do that even if the carriage under his buttocks is moving forward rapidly, he can still stand still and sleep soundly.

Just when Ogata, who had nothing to do, was about to take another sleep, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Then, a big hand passed in a bowl of porridge with a few slices of dried radish and a pair of chopsticks along the small window for ventilation.

"Ogata Yishi, dinner is ready."

"Why is it white porridge with dried radish again... Don't you have any other meals?"

"A mere prisoner, how dare you make so many demands!" The officer in charge of delivering meals to Ogata said angrily, "It would be great if we were willing to provide you with three meals a day! Give me a thankful heart! Eat this bowl of porridge clean!"

"Okay, okay..." After dismissing the official in a perfunctory tone, Ogata picked up the bowl of porridge and began to eat it.

Although the food provided to him by Huofu Thief Kai's official servants is not very rich, but it is still a lot, so although the food is not very good, Ogata is not hungry.

Just as Ogata was feasting, a familiar middle-aged male voice sounded from outside the prison car:

"Ogata Yidao Zhai."

"Ah, Guiping, you're here."