I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

The Japanese army that attacked this time was the second army that had never participated in a battle these days and had remained uninjured, that is, the direct line of the shogunate.

Although in terms of combat effectiveness, the direct troops of the shogunate are not much better than those of the feudal vassals, and may even be slightly weaker than the powerful vassals of Aizu and Sendai, but they have never participated in battles these days, so their physical strength , The will to fight is more abundant.

One after another, he was blocked one after another, and now even the precious artillery array was buried in the sea of ​​flames, and Inamori's anger had been directly ignited.

He just wanted to quickly take down this hateful fortress, and kill all the damned barbarians in the fortress—so he almost without thinking about sending out his direct troops who hadn't been sent into battle these days to preserve his strength, hoping to use the last He quickly ended this battle that should have been very easy in his expectation.

On the other hand, the Red Moon Fortress - the important outer city wall has now been destroyed, leaving only the inner city wall as the last line of defense.

They can no longer use the tactics of "resisting the enemy on the outer city wall and shooting from a long distance on the inner city wall" which has caused the Hejun a lot of suffering these days.

There are not enough fighters.

Only the last line of defense remains.

There is no way out.

The fierceness of this battle is already unbearable to imagine.

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In the sky where the wind and snow had just stopped, beams of sunlight passed through the gaps in the slightly scattered dark clouds, sprinkled like light dust on the snow field, and sprinkled on the city wall that is now full of shouts and blood.

Under the dim sunlight like yellow mist, hacking, defense, encirclement, and assault are everywhere.

Arrows shot back and forth beside and above everyone's heads.

The spears of the Ainu and the knives of the Japanese were caught and pecked.

The sound of blades slashing against armor.

The sound of wooden shields colliding.

The sound of stepping on the "soft floor" made of human flesh.

Because of the injury, the unbelievable sound that a human being can make...

Not so wide on the inner wall,

The inner wall full of dim sunlight is destined to leave a heavy mark in the history books of later generations. On the inner wall of the Red Moon Fortress, the Ainu and the people—two kinds of people who grew up in the same land, are now like A pair of bears and wolves twisting together.

Constantly rolling, entangled, and fighting on this small city wall.

"Bear" opened his bloody mouth, and bit the leg of "Wolf".

Although the "wolf" is not as powerful as the "bear", he still fights to the end, biting the "bear" with weapons that are far inferior to the "bear"—teeth and claws. The dripping blood of "Bear" and "Wolf" splattered everywhere. The fierce battle caused the front lines of the two armies to change all the time.

Suddenly Kazuto made a big push somewhere, and then was repelled back.

Suddenly the Ainu gathered together, ready to attack Kazuto, and then they were scattered.

This place was the place where the battle was the most intense just now, but in the blink of an eye, another more intense battle took its place.

The dim sunlight reflected the fighting figures of the fighters of the two races, their ferocious faces, and their pained expressions after being injured.

Light and darkness, blood and fire, battle and retreat, life and death, and people and Ainu people—this is the scene on the inner city wall.

This small inner city wall is like the epitome of the millennium struggle between the two ethnic groups.

The two ethnic groups who grew up on the same land have different faces and different cultures, and they fight for the land.

Thousands of years passed by. The territories of the two ethnic groups have changed, and the people have also changed for countless generations.

Among all the things that are right and wrong, the only constant is the greedy heart.

The only thing that remains the same is that after the blood flowing in the bodies of the people of the two ethnic groups is blended together, they are actually indistinguishable from each other.

Heren has vowed not to give up if he does not capture the Red Moon Fortress.

And the soldiers of the Red Moon Fortress also vowed to defend their last line of defense.

In this struggle that they can no longer retreat and lose, Chanup has used the last resort he can use.

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With agility that didn't match his age, Chanup drew an arrow from the quiver on his back, put the arrow on the bow, and shot the arrow straight at a Japanese soldier whose head had just emerged from the ladder—— The action is done in one go.

"Mr. Chanup!" At this moment, a young man standing next to Chanup said anxiously, "Please step back!"

"Many people were touched by your fighting spirit, so they took up arms and followed you!"

"If you have any emergency, we..."

Before the young man finished speaking, Chanup interrupted with a smile:

"Back? Young man, where can we go now?"

"Once the inner city wall falls, our hometown will completely fall."

"This is our last line of defense."

"There is no place for us to retreat!"

"Fighting alongside you—this is the last resort I can resort to."

Having said that, Chanup drew an arrow from the quiver again, and shouted at the same time:

"Five people! Come with me!"

The last resort Chanup could use was to go into battle himself, boosting the morale of those who were still alive while increasing their defenses as much as possible.

Retannoe, who had repeatedly prevented Chanup from going to the front line before, did not jump out at this time and stopped Chanup.

Because Retannoe is now also holding a bow and arrow, fighting at the forefront.

Not just Chanup, Raitannoe.

Now in the Red Moon Fortress, almost everyone who can fight on the city wall is fighting on the city wall.

Including - A-cho.

Before the enemy climbed up, Chanup advised Ah-ding to take refuge in a safe place, but Ah-ding refused without hesitation.

Seeing that Ah-ding could not be persuaded, Chanup had no choice but to send people to protect Ah-ding, who had given the Japanese soldiers a head-on blow after the Japanese soldiers charged, just like protecting other shooters.

Just like destroying the Japanese army's artillery array just now, Ah-cho and her "shooting team" killed and wounded all the Japanese soldiers who seemed to be difficult to deal with one by one.

Naturally, the Hejun also discovered the "powerful firepower point" of Ating, and tried several times to launch an attack on the position where Ating was located - but because Ating was located in the deepest part of the inner city wall, and these shooters were protected by a large number of soldiers Therefore, unless they killed all the soldiers standing in front of them, or took the opportunity to shoot a sniper arrow to kill A Ding, they were destined to have nothing to do with A Ding.

Machi wasn't the only female warrior on the wall.

On this fierce battlefield, Chanup's only daughter, Asuma, is also fighting.

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"hiss……"

Aisuma clutched her right arm, and the constant soreness in her right arm made Aisuma gasp a few times.

Since 3 days ago, their strength has been stretched, and a capable heroine like Aisuma has to go to the battlefield.

After 3 days of hard work, Aisuma felt like 3 years had passed.

The fierceness of the battle was naturally accompanied by grisly corpses.

The dead body at Asuma's left foot was her compatriot—the man's skull had been ripped open by a spear.

The dead body at her right foot had been cut in the stomach, and the intestines flowed out from the wound, piled on a pair of hands that were folded as he tried to stuff the intestines back.

A Japanese soldier not far away suffered a serious injury to his left leg. The knee part of the entire left leg was only connected by a little skin and flesh.

Another Japanese soldier, both of his legs were seriously injured, so he could only crawl on the ground with his hands.

Aisuma has long been indifferent to all these tragedies.

During these 3 days of fighting, the biggest change brought to Aisuma was that she completely became a person who would no longer respond to dead bodies of various shapes.

She has only one thought in her mind now: drive all these and people away.

Even if Asuma's arm is already sore from drawing the bow and shooting arrows for days; even now, every time she raises her right arm, the pain makes Asuma's facial features distorted and she groans in pain; even if she will die at any time now, Aisuma still gritted her teeth, pulled out new arrows from the quiver, and put them on the bow...

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A slash from top right to bottom left chopped the face of an extremely majestic Japanese soldier to pieces.

What was transmitted along the knife to Tang Shen's arm was not only the killing touch, but also the reaction force brought by the blade's slashing.

This reaction force was transmitted to Tangshen's shoulder in one breath, piercing Tangshen's nerves like thin needles.

"Well……"

After withdrawing the knife from the Japanese soldier whose face had been slashed, Tang Shen raised his left hand to cover his right arm.

Tangshen's right arm was now extremely congested due to the strenuous exercise, the muscles were tense, and the veins burst out.

The non-stop bitter fighting put Tang Shen's right arm in a state of overwork, reaching the limit that his old body could achieve.

Now, every time Tangshen swung his knife, his muscles and bones would feel severe pain, protesting to Tangshen.

"Quick! Kill this old man!"

"This old man killed many of us!"

"Surround him! Surround him!"

The 5 neighboring Japanese soldiers noticed Tangshen's strangeness, so they raised their guns and surrounded Tangshen.

However...they had just stepped within three steps of God Tang, when an arc of saber light enveloped them all, passing over every vital point on their bodies.

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The passage of time is not speeded up or slowed down by anything.

The originally bleak sunlight slowly turned into the unique orange light of the setting sun.

In this era when all lighting depends on fire, the shogunate army obviously does not have the ability to fight at night.

The troops that can fight at night in the dark night are basically the best of the best.

Like the shogunate army, which has fallen and fallen in a peaceful life for a long time, if it starts a night battle, I am afraid that it has not seen the enemy yet, and there will be a large-scale "non-combat attrition" due to various things on its own side. .

Inamori looked at the sky above his head that had turned orange, the military equipment in his hand and the teeth in his mouth were all creaking.

The inner walls of the Red Moon Fortress—not yet fallen!

"...Master Inamori." A confidant next to Inamori was afraid that Inamori, who threatened yesterday that he would capture the Red Moon Fortress within a day, would be impulsive and force the troops to continue fighting at night, so he bravely continued to fight. Said, "Night is coming, and we..."

"I know!!"

Before the confidant finished speaking, Inamori interrupted the confidant's words with a roar.

After being yelled at by Inamori, the confidant immediately shut his mouth tightly, straightened his back, and dared not say any more.

Inamori poured flames towards the distant fortress with eyes that seemed to spew out fire.

After a long while, Inamori finally said in a deep voice:

"...Retreat. Prepare to spend the night."

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"Heren... retreated..." Chanup murmured in a low voice as he looked at the Hejun retreating slowly like the ebbing tide.

Everyone is the same as Chanup, looking at the retreating peace army, the expressions in everyone's eyes and faces are extremely complicated.

After watching the Hejun retreat, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

You look at me, I look at you - everyone is covered with blood, everyone is tired.

Obviously they successfully repelled the Hejun's attack again and lasted for another day, but almost no one was happy.

There is always joy on the face, but after seeing many familiar faces, and seeing the unbearable appearance of people who are still alive, the joy will completely disappear .

Obviously once again successfully repelled the Hejun who climbed up, but the atmosphere on the city wall was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

"Chanup, are you injured?" At this moment, Raitannoe, who came to look for Chanup, looked at Chanup's face in surprise.

On Chanup's side face, there is now a huge scar from the corner of the left eye to the corner of the right eye.

"It's okay, it's just that I was accidentally scratched by a Kazuto's spear just now."

After all, Chanup looked away from Retannoe, and looked around with a complicated look: "There are fewer...a lot of people..."

"...Let the children get off first." Lei Tannoe said softly, "I see many children can't even stand upright now..."

"Let the children who are still physically strong stay on the city wall to stand guard, and the rest of the children who are tired and about to collapse, let them quickly go to rest under the city wall and prepare to eat." Chanup said, "Let's divide the work and cooperate. .I will assign the guards tonight, and you will lead a group of people to carry the wounded down and clear the city wall."

Retannoe nodded, and quickly walked away from Chanup's eyes, and Chanup also began to order the soldiers who could walk well to evacuate from the city wall in an orderly manner.

"Miss Machi."

After the soldiers retreated from the city wall in an orderly manner according to Qianup's arrangement, Qianup found Ah Ding.

The other members of Ah-cho's "sniper team" have all withdrawn now, and Ah-cho is the only one who remains sitting where he is.

She raised her head and looked out of the city—as if she was looking into the distance, or looking at something else.

"Today, I have really worked hard for you, and I am also very grateful to you." In Chanup's words, he did not hide his gratitude, "Now that you have retired from the army, you should hurry up and take a rest. "

Today, when A-Ting found him and told Chanup that she wanted to try to use her musket to launch a long-range shooting at the artillery formations of the Japanese army, there was a large part of the reason why he finally agreed to let A-Ting go into battle. It's because A-machi is Ogata's wife.

"Mashima-kun is an incredible person, so his wife might not be an ordinary person" - this was what Chanup thought at the time.

In addition, A-Ming insisted on letting her play, and she couldn't be blamed anyway. In the end, Chanup held the idea of ​​​​"let's try it" and let A-Ming take her into battle.

In the end, it turned out——she really deserves to be the wife of a hero like Mashima-kun.

"Mr. Chanup, you don't need to thank you so much." Ating smiled at Chanup, "I and you are now grasshoppers on the same rope. If your fortress helps , is also a disaster for me.”

"What's more, you also have great kindness to us."

"First, assist us to find the pair of doctors together. Then, heal the wounded me."

"Because of emotion and reason, I have no reason to sit idly by and stand by."

"I haven't been outdoors for a long time, and I've been bored in Kunoya's clinic during this time."

Speaking of this, Ah-Machi turned his head and turned his gaze to the distance outside the city.

"I want to stay here for a while, and I will go down to rest later."

Seeing that Ah-ding said so, Chanup naturally couldn't say anything more, and after telling Ah-ding "The night is very cold, be careful not to freeze", then went to direct the children to walk from the city wall in an orderly manner. Up and down.

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It was a moonless and starless night.

During the day today, after the frightening snowstorm blew up, the dark clouds that had piled up in the sky still hadn't completely dissipated.

At the beginning of this struggle, everyone in the Red Moon Fortress would celebrate every night that they successfully kept Heren out of the city again today.

But now—there is no similar scene in the city.

After night fell, except for the soldiers who needed to stand guard on the city wall, the rest of the people withdrew from the city wall one after another.

Less talking and laughing.

Even the sound of walking is much lighter.

Everyone was like a walking corpse without a soul, mechanically took their dinner for today, found a place to eat quietly.

There was only the sound of chewing food, and the occasional screams and wailing from the "treatment area".

Aisuma hugged her sore right arm and sat in an inconspicuous corner at the bottom of an inner city wall, kneading and massaging the muscles of her right arm.

At this time, Asuma suddenly felt the light in front of him dim—someone stood in front of him.

Before she had time to look up, she heard a voice above her head that was quite familiar to her, with an obvious smile:

"Asuma."

"Puccina?" Aisuma raised her head, and looked at the owner of the figure standing in front of her with a look of surprise mixed in, the only son of Retannoe, who was also her own. Puccina, a childhood sweetheart.

Unlike Aisuma, who had just climbed the city wall for 3 days, Puccina had been fighting on the city wall since the first day of the battle—maybe it was because the battle was too tough. Puccina's somewhat majestic body, now Seems to have lost some weight.

"I forgot when was the last time I saw you." Aisuma patted the ground beside her and motioned Puccina to sit down.

"Where's your brother?" Puccina asked as he sat down.

"He is now helping under Kunoya's command. I have visited him a few times. The work he is responsible for is quite tiring."

After the two answered in this way, they both fell silent.

But—although both of them were silent, none of them felt that the atmosphere between them was awkward.

It didn't take long before the atmosphere of silence was finally broken, and the person who broke the atmosphere——was Asuma.

"...Puccina, I am impressed with you."

"Huh? Why do you say that."

"I've heard that when my father was still hesitating about whether to fight to the death with others, you brought a dozen like-minded people to find my father and showed your will to fight to the end no matter what. .”

"Ah... this matter, if you think about it carefully, it was very rude to Mr. Chanup at that time... They were having a meeting at that time, but we interrupted it..."

"My father told me afterwards that a considerable part of the reason why he finally made up his mind to fight the war was that he was touched by your words and eyes at that time."

"Huh? Really?"

"Well. Really. That's why I said I'm impressed with you. My impression of you is that you always have a silly smile on your face, or you hang around me, or follow your friends around doing nothing .”

"So you've always looked at me like this..."

Aisuma ignored Puccina's joking words and turned her head to look directly into Puccina's eyes.

"Puccina, I really want to ask - why did you think of leading like-minded people to show my father your will to fight to the end?"

"There is no particular reason... At that time, I happened to be at the scene and heard Mr. Upanu say something like 'Surrender is good' in public. I was very angry when I heard it, and I felt that the blood was going to my head Chung, when I came to my senses, I had already returned home, took my weapon, gathered some like-minded people with me, and ran aggressively to find Mr. Chanup.”

"Just because of this?"

Puccina nodded: "I too... experienced the southward migration 10 years ago. Although I was still a kid at that time, the painful memories of the southward migration to find a new home, I Still fresh in my memory…”

Puccina raised his head and looked at the night sky with nothing but dark clouds above him: "This is the new home we have built with great pains. If we hand over our new home to others... …I can’t pretend nothing happened anyway.”

Aisuma stared into Puccina's eyes, and then let out a happy laugh: "...you seem to have some of your father's demeanor."

"When you say that, it makes me panic... I always think my father is so vicious, and I don't want to be like my father..."

"I'm not saying you've become as vicious as your father..."

After Aisuma let out a sigh mixed with a little helplessness, she turned her gaze to the front not far away - in front of them, there were 4 extremely young people who didn't know whether to call them "boys" or The "youth" are leaning against each other to take a nap with a tired face.

One of them was holding a half-eaten piece of jerky in his hand—he must have eaten halfway through his meal, and was so tired that he fell asleep before he finished eating.

"I always feel...we may not be able to survive tomorrow..." Although Aisuma used a relaxed tone as much as possible, her voice was still trembling uncontrollably, "It's already... there is not much left. People who stand up well."

"People who are still alive are exhausted now..."

"As for the peaceful army outside the city, it seems that they can't finish fighting no matter what, and they don't seem to be retreating at all."

"Without the outer city wall, today's battle has been very hard."

"I already...don't know what to do tomorrow..."

After saying that, Asuma lowered her head, her eyes dimmed.

"...Come on, Aisuma." Puccina let out a chuckle that was incompatible with the current atmosphere of the two of them, "My father often told me-everyone lives for a long time, everything can happen Might come across."

"Maybe some miracle will happen tomorrow."

"For example, a sudden heavy snowstorm destroyed the supplies and troops of the Hejun."

"Or the sudden arrival of reinforcements assembled by compatriots who don't like people."

"Unexpectedly, I will have a day when I will be comforted by you who always follow me..." Aisuma showed a dumbfounding expression, "Suddenly a huge snowstorm and reinforcements came to help... Such an exaggerated miracle is impossible. It appeared..."

Puccina wanted to say something more—but he seemed to be refuted by what Asuma said just now, or he didn't believe what he just said, he slowly closed his opened lips, With a look of loss and helplessness, he lowered his head just like Asuma just now...

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"Shendu, your right hand... is it alright?"

Tang Shen raised his head, glanced at Chanup standing in front of him, and then glanced at his trembling right hand which was resting on his knee.

"No big problem." Tang Shen said softly, "It's just a little bit overworked. Have you finished your business?"

"Well. Now I can finally take a break."

After finishing speaking, Chanup sat beside God Tang, and sat side by side with God Tang in this inconspicuous corner of the fortress.

"...I kind of miss the days before, when every night someone cheered enthusiastically to 'make it through another day'."

Tang Shen raised his head and looked at the darkness ahead without a single sound.

"The silence now makes me feel very bored..."

"This is something that can't be helped." Chanup smiled wryly. "So many people have been killed or injured, and countless families have lost their loved ones."

"The bloody battle lasted for 10 days, and everyone's physical and mental limits were reached."

"The most important thing is... there is no hope of victory."

"The reason why it has become so quiet now is mainly because everyone feels that they are going to be unable to hold on, and there is no hope of victory..."

"If it were me, I wouldn't have the mood and strength to cheer anymore."

"...Do you also feel that there is no hope of victory?" Tang Shen turned to look at Qianup.

"...If the outer city wall has not fallen, then I think there is still a slight possibility of victory." Chanup said slowly, "but now that the outer city wall has fallen...our defense strength has been greatly reduced."

"to be honest……"

Chanup let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"We may not even be able to survive tomorrow... until the day after tomorrow, we will reach the '10-day period' I told you before... and we seem to be unable to survive this time now..."

Chanup put his arms on his legs, crossed his fingers, and pressed his forehead against the crossed fingers, with unstoppable tiredness and guilt on his face.

"Some... I'm sorry for that person..." He said in a volume that only he could hear clearly.

After mumbling, Chanup returned to his normal voice.

"Shendu. If the city is broken, you should seize the opportunity, grab a horse from the enemy and use it, and then break through by yourself."

"Based on your ability, it shouldn't be impossible to break out."

"Then what do you do?" Tang Shen asked back.

"Why would you ask such a question that you already know the answer to?"

"..." Tang Shen stared at Qianup with meaningful eyes, "Your condition is very bad now. You are exuding pessimism from head to toe."

Chanup was silent.

Don't make any rebuttals to Tang Shen's words just now - after all, Chanup is also powerless to refute Tang Shen's words.

Tang Shen stared at Chanup's eyes as if he wanted to say something to Chanup.

He stared at Chanup until he felt a little uncomfortable, then he looked away.

Then say slowly:

"Chanup. Don't despair so quickly."

"I have lived such an old age, and I have realized many truths."

"Among the many truths I have realized, there is one that I firmly believe in - as long as you live, you can have hope."

"Keep going. Maybe—tomorrow a miracle will happen."

"A miracle?" Chanup laughed dumbly, "What kind of miracle can there be?"

"Hmm..." Chanup thought desperately, "For example... a huge snowstorm blew up and destroyed the supplies of the Hejun, or some reinforcements came in. Many Ainu troops were against the Heren Hate it to the bone. Maybe some Ainu who hate Horen will gather and come to our aid."

"Reinforcements..." Chanup muttered the word softly, and a light flickered in his eyes.

It's just——this light is fleeting. In the blink of an eye, it dimmed.

"This kind of miracle... simply... can't happen..."

"Anyway, let's try to pray first." Tang Shen smiled, "Since you don't know what to do next, just pray to your Kamuyi. A miracle will happen if you pray. Maybe it will come true? "

Chanup was amused by Tang Shen's words.

"Understood...then I'll... pray for a miracle..."

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"Miss Machi!"

Atachi, who was staring intently at the outside of the city, suddenly heard a familiar voice, showing a surprised expression, and then followed the sound to look at the owner of the voice.

"Aizan? Ahili?"

On the left side of A-machi, Aizan and Ahiri who went out together with Ogata and A-machi, and then encountered various things together such as "encounter with Matsudaira Sadanobu" and "encounter with the first army of the shogunate".

The two of them should be regarded as Ogata and A-Ming, the two people who are most familiar with each other in the Red Moon Fortress.

The two walked quickly to A-Ming with smiles on their faces, and then sat down in front of A-Machi.

Ah Ding asked why the two were here, and then learned that Aizan was going to replace Ban who was standing guard on the city wall later.

The two heard that Ah-ding was still on the city wall, so they came to talk to Ah-ding while there was still some time before Aizan's replacement.

"Ahili, did you participate in the battle today?" Ah-Ming noticed that Ahili was now dirty, with a little blood on his body and clothes.

After Aizan finished translating, Ahili nodded:

"I have been helping here on the inner city wall since yesterday. I heard yesterday that the troops on the city wall are very weak now, so I and some other girls from our Qina village volunteered to help."

"Although we can't fight the enemy with spears, we can draw bows and shoot arrows. (Ainu language)"

"Is that so..." A-Machi showed a complicated expression, "Did even a girl like you go to the battlefield..."

"In front of the enemy, there is no distinction between men, women, young or old." Ashley showed a strong smile, "This is our new home in Qina Village."

"I don't want our new home to just disappear... (Ainu)"

At this time, Aizan who was on the side added in a timely manner:

"Since a few days ago, some people in our village have told our village chief: We have just moved into Heyezhe from Qina Village, and we have no relationship with this land, so there is no need to follow Mr. Chanup and the others. Let's fight to the death together."

"And these people were immediately reprimanded by our village chief."

"Our village chief said: Mr. Chanup helped us when our village was at its worst and allowed us to live in Heyezhe."

"Now that He Yezhe is in trouble, how can he just pat his ass and leave like this?"

After finishing speaking, Aizan let out a long sigh.

"Our village head is also a very bloody person..."

"Not long after the war started, he personally led the only remaining young and strong in our Qina village to participate in the defense."

"Many people have fallen, and the village chief is still fighting at the forefront... He really deserves to be the number one warrior in the village..."

"Miss A-machi." Ahili suddenly interjected, "Where is Mashima-san now? Why haven't I seen him these days? (Ainu language)"

As soon as Ahili's words fell, Aizan immediately cast a look of curiosity mixed with eagerness to Ah Ding.

In order to prevent the enemy from stealing Ogata's battle plan, Chanup and Atachi's secrecy is the ultimate - until now, the only person in the entire fortress who knows what Ogata is doing is still Chanu Pu and A-cho.

In the eyes of Ahili and Aizan, Ogata is no different from a sudden disappearance. The two have been anxious about the "missing" Ogata these days.

"Sorry." Ah-Ming smiled apologetically and shook his head, "I can't tell you too much about what my husband is doing now."

"All I can tell you is that my husband is now working hard to save us."

"Save us...? (Ainu language)" As soon as Ahili finished listening to Aizan's translation, he cast a surprised look at A-Ming.

She looked at A-Ming with this kind of surprised gaze for a long time, and the surprise in her eyes slowly turned into bitterness.

"Save...we now...do we still have a chance to turn defeat into victory...? (Ainu language)"

Ashley lowered her head slowly while speaking.

Although Aizan was slightly startled by Ahili's pessimistic words, he still dutifully translated for Ah-ding.

"There are not many people who can take up arms and fight."

"The important outer city walls have also been breached."

"Everyone's mood is very low right now. No one sees any hope of victory... Listen - it's all quiet."

"Under this situation...do we still have any hope of turning defeat into victory...? (Ainu language)"

After finishing speaking, Ashley, whose eye circles were slightly red, slowly raised his head, and looked at A-Ming with sad eyes.

Although Ashley's eyes were full of sorrow, but—in this sorrow, there were a few traces of hope and longing.

"If you can turn defeat into victory in this situation... then I'm afraid it can be called a miracle... (Ainu language)"

"...Ahili," said Tomachi.

"Yes." Ashley's voice rose unconsciously.

"Do you believe in miracles?"

Ashley stared blankly at A-Ming in front of him.

After pursing his lips and changing the expression on his face several times, Yashili, who still had red eyes, nodded vigorously:

"……I believe!"

"I believe too."

A gentle smile bloomed on A-Machi's face.

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Today is almost 10,000 explosions, very conscientious. And I dare to pat my chest to tell you that there is no water in this chapter, and there is no nonsense. If you don't believe me, read it carefully. Either it is reclaiming the foreshadowing and foreshadowing of the previous article, or it is paving the way for the future.

The author is so hardworking, I don’t want anything else, I just want some more monthly tickets (Leopard head crying.jpg)

Ask for a monthly pass! Ask for a monthly pass! Ask for a monthly pass!

However, there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand people, and some people may still think that I am counting words... I think that there are no protagonists in it, and the plots are all supporting roles... (Leopard Head Crying.jpg)

ps: This volume originally wanted to be titled "Thousand Years of Blood War", but this name collided with the last volume of "Reaper", so it was finally changed to the current slightly unclear "Uen Kamuyi" .

I don’t think there is a title of the book now to guess why I chose this name for this volume~