I formed the strongest swordsman group

"Kill!"

"Go together! Go together! Surround him!"

"Siege him to death! Siege him to death! Siege him to death and see what he has to say!"

Five gangsters with knives, guns, shields and other weapons swarmed Qingdeng from all directions.

Qingdeng's calm gaze, neither sad nor happy, swept around along the edge of the ghost and god's sword, and he had already calculated the positions of the five people in his mind.

In an instant, the light of the knife rose from the ground.

At the same time, the five bandits completed the encirclement of Qingdeng.

But at the next moment, the encirclement suddenly opened wide, and the five bandits flew out in the opposite direction of their charge just now.

Yes. Not running or jumping out, but "flying" out.

It was like an arrow thrown out of the bowstring, drawing a neat parabola in mid-air, and fell heavily to the ground.

In the air and on the ground, there are arrow feathers that they fell off everywhere, that is to say-the pieces of their clothes and flesh and blood that were cut off are left behind.

The cold wind of late autumn blows strongly, carrying howls and mourning, the breath of blood and fire far away, expanding like floating clouds.

The bandit army that had just been defeated was already startled.

At this moment, I saw Qingdeng, the big killing star, breaking through the obstacles of the checkpoint, killing all directions again as if tirelessly, the morale collapsed quickly and violently, like an avalanche.

And at this moment, outside the checkpoint, there was a crowd of people rushing against each other, and there was a loud noise—the large army led by "Huo Fu Zhi Hu" and "Huo Fu Zhi Dog" came!

Thanks to Qingdeng's great power inside the pass, the gangsters were all focused on Qingdeng at the moment, ignoring the army outside the pass.

"Break the door!"

Following Zhongsuke Kanazawa's order, the "engineers" started working again holding sledgehammers, saws, pull ropes and other things.

The commanders of the bandit army belatedly discovered the movement outside the pass, and hurriedly ordered to return to defense-but they were unable to recover.

Destroyed, demoralized.

The collapse of the bandit army has completely invalidated the chain of command.

The vast majority of gangsters just want to escape and survive at the moment, and they don't care about obeying commands and orders anymore.

It is impossible to organize a large-scale and systematic defense... This means that it is impossible to effectively block the pursuing army outside the pass!

With the blessing of high morale, the hands and feet of the "engineers" are very agile.

They didn't let everyone's expectations go to waste—they lived up to everyone's expectations, under the expectant eyes of the friendly army, and under the panicked eyes of the bandit army, they opened the closed door!

"Follow me!" As soon as Mizushima Rensaburo entered the barrier, he smashed some unlucky guy who happened to be within his best attack range.

So far, the battle is settled.

The entry of the chasing troops became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Black "waves" flow over the closed door! Sharp lightning burst out from the depths of the "thunder cloud"!

The bandit army was defeated across the board.

The defeat of the army is like a mountain - the scene in front of Qingdeng's eyes at this time has become the best portrayal of this old saying.

As far as the eye could see, the gangsters screamed in terror while pushing and squeezing each other.

Not to mention confronting Qingdeng and the crusading army that has already been killed, just dodging is already afraid of being too late.

Although there are still a small group of people who put on a look of death as home, embraced the mentality of "I want to fight the dog officers and soldiers" and "even if it is death, I will die like a warrior", raised their weapons, "Walking against the current", pounced on the "black waves" that were coming...and was quickly swallowed up.

Such warriors who have the courage to fight again are only a very small number after all. The number is so rare that they can all be counted with just a pair of slaps.

Most of the bandits were fleeing in a panic toward the top of the mountain.

Like a flock of frightened crows, they "quack-quack" rushed up, leaving messy and flying feathers everywhere.

In order to run faster, many people threw away the weapons in their hands.

Running regardless of the weapon in hand.

Running regardless of the shoes that have been thrown off.

Run regardless of the officers and soldiers behind you and the lost levels.

Qingdeng held his ghosts and spirits expressionlessly, and stood there, silently watching the bandit army's sudden retreat.

He didn't move any more, and didn't pursue him anymore—he really didn't have the strength to continue fighting.

The mountain road is rough and difficult to walk.

Just going up and down this steep mountain road is enough to exhaust ordinary people, let alone fighting on it, and conquering two checkpoints in one go?

Originally, the original battle plan of the crusading army was just to "capture the first checkpoint on the mountain road set up by the soma people within today".

Being able to defeat the bandit army, and in the process of chasing down the remnants of the enemy, also took down the second checkpoint of the soma crowd, is already an overfulfilled task, and we can't covet more.

The effects of buffs such as "Lonely Danger" and "Concentration of Spirits" faded away quickly... In an instant, the exhaustion flooded into Qingdeng like a tide from all directions, and enveloped Qingdeng's whole body.

Now Qingdeng is so tired that he doesn't even want to move a finger.

The extremely dehydrated throat was terribly dry, and every time he swallowed saliva, he felt like he was swallowing a blade.

The limbs trembled violently due to "overloading".

Head dizzy...and getting dizzy.

Feeling that everything in front of him was revolving around him, Qingdeng's footsteps began to sway, and his body swayed accordingly.

Fortunately, at this moment, a powerful big hand reached out and supported Qingdeng.

Immediately afterwards, a weak and deep male voice floated above Qingdeng's head:

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"Mizushima-kun..."

Qingdeng raised his head and smiled at Mizushima Rensaburo who supported him.

"No, I'm too tired to vomit...but I'm in a good mood."

Mizushima Rensaburo listened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a faint smile floated on his lips—but because he usually smiles carefully and his facial muscles are extremely lack of exercise, the lines of his smile at this time are very It's stiff, and it looks like it's half-smiling.

"Tachibana-kun... Mizushima-kun..."

At this time, another weak voice floated leisurely.

With the support of a consonant, Kanazawa Tadasuke limped towards Qingdeng and Mizushima Rensaburo.

Qingdeng asked: "Jin Zejun, what's wrong? Did you hurt your leg?"

"No. It's just a cramp in the right leg, just take it easy." Speaking of this, Zhongsuke Kanazawa smiled wryly, "Haha...I really didn't expect that today's battle could be fought so hard..."

"Hard work is hard work." Qingdeng smiled, "But our hard work was not in vain."

"Hahahaha." Kanazawa Chusuke looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "You're right! You can pass the two levels of Somazhong in one day, clearing all the obstacles to climbing... No matter how hard it is, it's worth it! Hiss, Hiss——!"

Chusuke Kanazawa laughed so hard that he accidentally involved a certain injury on his body. In an instant, the smile turned into a distorted expression gasping for air.

"Kanaze-kun, withdraw your troops." Mizushima Rensaburo said lightly, "Your injury... it's better to go down the mountain quickly and take care of it."

"No hurry, no hurry." Kanazawa Chusuke waved his hand, "I'll talk about this later, the most important thing to do now... is this—"

After all, Kanazawa Chusuke showed a mysterious smile, then hopped on one foot, turned to face the soldiers beside him, and took a deep breath:

"Today's battle was a victory for our Huofu Thief Kai—!!"

In an instant, the huge cheers were like monstrous waves, surging towards Qingdeng, the surrounding space, the sky above and the ground below!

Excited for today's brilliant victory, the team members celebrated the victory in various ways.

Those who raised their fists to the sky; those who waved their weapons; those who roared selflessly...

Chusuke Kanazawa struck while the iron was hot, raising his clenched right fist above his head.

"Hey-! Hey-!"

The team members responded immediately with enthusiasm:

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Kanazawa Chusuke turned his head to look at Mizushima Rensaburo.

Facing the gaze cast by Kanazawa Chusuke, Mizushima Rensaburo's expression suddenly became strange.

How could he fail to understand the meaning of Kanazawa Chusuke's eyes at this moment?

It's your turn - Kanazawa Chusuke said silently.

Mizushima Rensaburo showed hesitation.

After a while, he seemed to have figured it out...or gave up something, freed his right hand, pulled out the Bizen long boat from his waist, and pointed at the distant sky obliquely.

"Hey-! Hey-!"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The cheers of the team members were a bit higher than before.

Next, as if playing some strange game, "Tiger" and "Dog" turned their heads at the same time with great tacit understanding, looking in the same direction and at the same person.

Sensing the oppressive gaze of the two... especially Mizushima Rensaburo, Qingdeng's lips twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a helpless arc.

He was almost tired and lay down, he really didn't want to yell anymore.

It's just... Qingdeng doesn't object to stretching his body a little bit.

Qingdeng pulled himself together, gathered the last bit of strength and energy left in his body to his right arm that was holding the saber, and gathered it between his throat and his lips and teeth.

Then--

"Hey-! Hey-!"

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

The dog, the tiger, and the king take turns winning...

Joyful picture.

Exciting picture!

The cheers that seemed to shatter the mountains shook the sky! Long time stay!

...

...

That night--

Inawa Village is immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

It's late autumn now, and it gets dark quickly. Just after 18:00, the sky was covered with a thick black veil.

Under the smudge of the night, the mountains surrounding Daohe Village look like giant beasts lying prone.

On weekdays, seeing these huge "monsters" will inevitably make people feel palpitations, and people can't help feeling the ingenious workmanship of nature.

It's just that right now, the generals and soldiers of the Crusade Army, who are celebrating today's great victory, don't think these "monster"-like mountains are scary at all--instead, they think they are a little cute.

At this time, clusters of bonfires were burning vigorously in the open space on the east side of the village.

The dots of flames dyed the dark earth with dreamy colors.

If you look down from above, you will have the illusion of "the galaxy has fallen to the ground".

The generals of the crusading army gathered around the bonfire in small groups to keep warm while eating dinner lively.

The villagers of Daohe Village walked back and forth between the bonfires. Either graciously helping to deliver meals, or enthusiastically adding new firewood to the campfire.

I saw that the teeth of all the villagers were bright, and the corners of their mouths almost reached the ears.

"Smile" is indeed an expression with magical power.

After showing bright and joyful smiles, the spirit and spirit of the villagers in every word, deed, and every action have become completely different from before.

If we say: a few days ago, that is, when the crusade army first entered the village, the faces of the villagers were gloomy and lifeless, and their expressions and movements were no different from those of walking dead. At that moment, most of the smog on the faces of the villagers was dispelled, their faces were bright and full of vigor, and their behaviors were lively, a little bit like what humans should have.

Why the villagers in Daohe Village are so happy, and why there is such a big difference in mental state within a few days... The reason is not difficult to understand.

Soma crowd is really too hateful, too hateful!

Inaohe Village... This poor little mountain village has been bullied by the Xiangma people for too long, too long...

Countless property was looted.

Countless strong men were killed.

Countless girls were defiled.

A while ago, they just wanted to resist the unreasonable demands of "sacrificing tribute" in times of famine, but they were cruelly retaliated by the sage horses.

Not only were a large number of houses burned, but even the few belongings in the village were mercilessly looted... Many villagers even wanted to commit suicide in despair.

In this desperate situation - Huofu Thief has come.

The domineering and invincible Xiangma crowd in the past was beaten to the ground by the thunderbolt attack of Huofu Thief Gai, with countless casualties--how long has it been since the villagers have been so elated?

Out of excitement and gratitude to the crusade army, the villagers spontaneously stepped forward to help the crusade army cook, help the crusade army heal its wounds, and help the crusade army do everything they can.

It's a pity that Daohe Village, which has just been looted, is really too poor. If you want good food, you don't have good food, you want good wine, but you don't have good wine. Otherwise, the overwhelmed villagers might take out all the food and wine they had saved, and entertain the crusade army and the heroes who came to save them.

All of a sudden, in this humble mountain village, there appeared a rare scene of "Edo samurai" and "country villagers" getting along happily.

Of course—my grandson and Kanazawa Chusuke and the others would not be so happy that they won the battle and made such a low-level mistake as "forgetting to set up the police post".

My grandson sent the first team that did not participate in today's battle because it was set up as the general reserve team, to monitor the Shanzhai of the Soma Clan, and to be in charge of guarding the outskirts of the village tonight.

...

At this time, somewhere in the village——

"hiss……"

Qingdeng gasped because of the pain.

"Sir, are you alright?"

The doctor who squatted behind Qingdeng and applied medicine to the wound on Qingdeng's back said without raising his head:

"Master Tachibana, does it hurt?"

"Hmm. I almost thought you were stabbing me with a needle just now."

"Just feel the pain! This is the characteristic of my medicine! After being applied to the wound, there will be a strong stimulation!"

"This stimulation is too strong... Hiss...!"

"Master Ju, please bear with me a little longer." The doctor put on a gentle tone like coaxing a baby, "It will be fine soon, it will be fine soon..."

Qingdeng felt that he and this doctor had a huge difference in understanding on the word "soon".

Qingdeng counted the time, and it was not until a full 20 minutes later that the doctor took out a roll of clean linen from the cloth bag at his feet, and wrapped Qingdeng's upper body into a big rice dumpling with extremely skillful techniques.

"Okay, Master Tachibana." The doctor said, "I will help you take care of all the injuries on your body. Until the wounds are fully healed, don't let the wounds touch water, understand?"

"Yes." Qingdeng nodded slightly to show that he had heard, "Thank you, sir."

"Master Ju, you are welcome, I just did what an army doctor should do."

After finishing speaking, the doctor lifted his cloth bag full of medical tools, gave Qingdeng a slight salute, and then walked towards the next injured patient waiting for treatment not far away.

Qingdeng moved his limbs and waist a few times, and after confirming that the sackcloth on his body was neither too loose nor too tight, he took a deep breath, and a carp stood up straight.

At this time, a clear male voice sounded behind Qingdeng:

"Juji-kun, good evening~~"

"My grandson?"

Qingdeng turned around and met my grandson Chutaro who was walking towards him with a smile on his face.

Before Qingdeng could respond to my grandson's "good evening", my grandson continued to say to Qingdeng on his own:

"How's the injury? Didn't you suffer any serious injuries?"

"Thanks to you, it's just some minor flesh wounds, and they will heal after a while of rest."

In today's battle, because his whole body and mind were concentrated on the battle in front of him, he had no time to care about other things, plus the adrenaline soared rapidly, and the battlefield was too chaotic, which affected his body senses, so Qingdeng was not aware of his physical condition.

It wasn't until the end of the battle and when the doctor came to heal his wounds that Qingdeng realized that he had suffered so many injuries—from head to toe, there were a total of 5 scars from sharp objects.

You know, Qingdeng is fully armed.

Chainmail, breastplate, hand armor, arm armor, leg armor... everything is available.

In the case of being armed to the teeth, they can suffer so many injuries. Without these equipments... Tsk tsk, it's hard to imagine what it will be like then.

Fortunately, the injuries he suffered today were not deep.

Just like what Qingdeng said to my grandson just now: They are just some minor flesh wounds that don't even need to be stitched up, and they can be alive and kicking again after a short rest.

"It's good that you didn't get seriously injured." My grandson nodded slightly, "It's really hard for you today~~"

Having said that, my grandson had a look of relief on his face.

"Thanks to your insistence on chasing and wiping out the remnants of the enemy, we were able to capture all the strongholds on the mountain road that the Xiangma people had set up in just one day."

Qingdeng smiled slightly: "You are absurd. This is not due to me alone. Without the cooperation of Kanazawa-kun, Mizushima-kun, and other team members, it would be absolutely impossible for me alone to achieve such dazzling results. "

Judging from the results, the crusade army's record today is not without glory.

On the first day of the war, the mountain road was recovered, and all the bandits from Xiangmazhong were driven back to their last stronghold, their cottage.

According to statistics: in today's battle, the crusade army killed 18 people, seriously injured 5 people, and slightly injured 14 people. And the Xiangma crowd had at least over a hundred casualties.

With the opponent occupying a superior location, such a result was achieved with only such a small price... a complete victory! Undoubtedly a complete victory!

"Ha~~yo~~"

Suddenly, the icy night wind brought wisps of singing voices that were full of emotion even though they were not skilled.

With a dazed expression, Qing Deng looked in the direction of the singing—it turned out that the soldiers were singing.

A soldier who participated in today's battle with a sackcloth wrapped around his head suddenly let go of his singing voice and sang Edo folk songs.

Throughout the ages, no matter which country or region it is in, "singing" has always been a social behavior with strong contagion—especially in this kind of celebration of victory.

Because the team members of Huofu Thief Kai are basically native Edo people, so they are no strangers to Edo folk songs.

Therefore, after the team member who suddenly sang the Edo folk song started, many people who were infected by the singing followed up and started singing together.

Very few active people even danced along with the singing.

The singing was carried around by the evening wind.

The atmosphere inside and outside the village is full of joy.

Seeing this scene, Qingdeng was filled with emotions. Involuntarily, the round face of his little apprentice—Elodie appeared in his mind.

Why do you suddenly think of Elodie? It all started with a little anecdote a month ago.

In the middle of last month, Qingdeng went to the residence as usual to teach Elodie swordsmanship.

After practice, chatting while taking a break-this has basically become a daily routine for the young master and apprentice.

That day was no exception.

After the day's class was successfully concluded, the two sat on the French sofa in the hall, drinking the black tea delivered by the maid Leroy, while chatting casually.

Before I knew it, the topic of music came up.

Elodie seems to be very interested in music.

As soon as we talked about this topic, my whole face became a little rosy, and I talked in a crackling and eloquent manner. The lovely red lips were barely closed.

From the songs I listened to recently, I have been talking about my views on popular music nowadays.

At the end, Elodie excitedly said to Qing Deng:

"Master! Let me teach you a song from my hometown! It's very nice!"

Elodie's hometown...that is, of course, France.

Although Qingdeng doesn't hate music, he really has no interest in learning to sing.

However, seeing Ai Luodi in such high spirits, Qingdeng felt embarrassed to spoil her interest, so he could only hold the mentality of "forget it, it's good to learn some music and cultivate your sentiment", and nodded to Ai Luodi:

"Okay, what song are you going to teach me? Chopin's song?"

As soon as Qingdeng finished speaking, the corners of Elodie's mouth drooped immediately, forming a "∩" shape, with a look of disgust, and subconsciously shrank away from Qingdeng. Even the maid Leroy who was standing aside at that time cast a strange look at Qing Deng.

This is the first time that Qingdeng has seen such an expression on Elodie's cute face as if he saw something bad...

"Master... First of all, Mr. Chopin is from Poland and has nothing to do with my hometown. Secondly, Mr. Chopin is a pianist, and the pieces he composed cannot be sung with the tongue and throat."

Shu Qingdeng is uneducated... As he lacked interest in music, he basically fell asleep in music lessons in his previous life. For Western musicians in the 19th century, he only knew Chopin and Beethoven.

Qingdeng scratched his hair in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject: "Uh...cough cough! Then what song do you want to teach me to sing?"

"I'm going to teach you one of my favorite songs!"

Elodie's voice was passionate and powerful, and when it came to the adjective "favorite", there was a unique sense of sanctity in her voice.

"It's called "Battle Hymn of the Rhine Legion"! Because the Maasai people often sang this song during the overthrow of Louis XVI, so this song is also called "Marseillaise"!"

""Marseillaise"?" Qing Deng exclaimed.

Qingdeng's violent reaction caused both Elodie and Leroy to show puzzled expressions.

"Elodie, do you... like "La Marseillaise" the most?"

"Yeah. What's the matter? Is there any problem?" Alodi looked strange.

"Uh, no, no... just, I just felt a little surprised. I just heard the story of "Marseillaise" from Mr. Sheng a few days ago." Qingdeng laughed and said casually.

Even Qingdeng, who knows nothing about music and has no interest in it, knows the famous "La Marseillaise".

"La Marseillaise": a famous revolutionary war song that transcends national and ethnic boundaries. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people with lofty ideals have been inspired to actively participate in the great cause of anti-imperialism and anti-feudalism.

At the end of the 18th century, in order to overthrow the decadent rule of the Bourbon nobles headed by King Louis XVI of France, unprecedented revolutions broke out in various parts of France.

In order to support the revolution, they marched into Paris to rescue congressmen who sympathized with the reform. The citizens of Marseilles actively joined the army and marched forward singing the song written by an engineer captain: "Battle Hymn of the Rhine Legion".

Because this piece of music was first sung by the Maasai people, it is also named: "Marseille".

During the entire period of the French Revolution, there were countless battle songs that inspired fighting spirit. Among them, the "Marseillaise" with catchy lyrics and passionate melody was the most popular and popular among the masses.

It can be said that the French overthrew the Bourbon dynasty by singing the "La Marseillaise"—it's a pity that the Bourbon dynasty was restored not long after, but this is all for a later story.

That's why Qing Deng was so surprised when he learned that Elodie actually liked Marseillaise.

After all, Elodie's full name...is "Elodie de Angoulême".

Judging from the name, Ai Luodi is a real noble descendant.

In France, those with the word "Germany" in their names are basically nobles.

A descendant of an aristocrat, his favorite lyrics are revolutionary battle songs that call on the common people to take up arms and beat the nobles' dog brains into pig brains... This is really a bit magical.

"Ha? Master, do you know the story of "Marseillaise"?"

Alodi's eyes twinkled with countless small stars, her tone was very excited, and her expression was inexplicably excited.

"Uh... only know a little bit." Qingdeng continued to lie.

"Then it seems that you, Master, have a different fate with "Marseillaise"!"

Alodi put her hands on her hips, showing a righteous expression on her face.

"Since that's the case, then I have to teach you how to sing "La Marseillaise"!"

...

That day... no, it should be said that it was those few days, Elodie, who had a fanatic love for "La Marseillaise", kept pestering Qingdeng, taking advantage of every spare moment, teaching Qingdeng to sing "Marseillaise". Marseillaise", put on a strong posture of "whenever you learn, master, I will stop".

Although after becoming Elodie's tutor, under the influence of the Angouleme family, Qing Deng is no longer a novice who knows nothing about French, but his mastery of French is still limited to only speaking Bonjour ( Hello), Au revoir (goodbye) and other simple everyday vocabulary levels.

Due to his weak foundation in French, Qing Deng suffered a lot in the process of learning to sing "La Marseillaise".

Qingdeng's tongue almost cramped just from practicing pronunciation.

But fortunately, the lyrics of the Marseillaise are very easy to understand. With the blessing of "Ghost Heart", Qingdeng finally mastered the tune and lyrics of the song by heart.

In this way, Qingdeng learned a French song in Japan under the rule of the Edo shogunate—a revolutionary war song that would change the expressions of feudal rulers.

When the soldiers suddenly sang, my grandson followed the sound at the first moment with the movements completely synchronized with Qingdeng.

"Ah, I can sing this ballad~~" My grandson smiled.

"Do you want to go over and join them?" Qing Deng suggested half-jokingly.

"I don't have to~" My grandson shrugged, "It's embarrassing to sing in front of so many people~~"

My grandson said "no" on his lips, but his body was very honest - he used a tone like a mosquito, softly humming the tune of the ballad that the soldiers are singing in unison.

My grandson is in a decidedly good mood tonight.

It's no wonder, after all, the overall situation is set, and it is impossible for the Xiangma crowd to stir up any more troubles.

The total strength of the Soma Congregation is more than 200 at full count. In today's battle, their wounded and dead are at least hundreds.

More than half of the casualties... Such casualties are enough to completely collapse the morale of a battle-hardened army.

Can a gang of thieves have a stronger will to fight than an elite army?

Qingdeng guessed: The gangsters of the Xiangma crowd must be shivering in the depths of the cottage now. Whether they still have the courage to take up arms again, and continue to fight against the Crusade Army is a problem.

At this time, a Tongxin hurried over with a strange expression:

"My grandson, please come to the west exit of the village quickly. Master Kanazawa is in a hurry to find you."

"The west entrance of the village? Mr. Jin Ze?" My grandson raised his eyebrows, "What did he ask me for?"

"this……"

Tongxin hesitated for a while, then leaned his lips to my grandson's ear and whispered something to my grandson.

When Tongxin finished whispering and straightened his back, the expression on my grandson's face suddenly became grotesque.

"...I see." My grandson waved his hand, motioning for this Tongxin to back down, "I'll go right away~~"

Qingdeng glanced at the back of Concentric Leaving:

"My grandson, what's the matter? Has something happened?"

"Nothing big happened." My grandson shrugged, "It's just...a lovely guest~~"

"Huh? Lovely guest?"

Qingdeng was about to ask more questions, but saw my grandson had already walked away with his hands behind his back.

Out of curiosity, Qingdeng hurriedly followed.

After a while, the two came to the west side of Daohe Village.

When he was still a short distance away from the west entrance of the village, Qingdeng could already hear the voices of fierce arguments:

"Brother! Please! Let me join the battle too! I can protect myself!"

"Nonsense! Where do you think this is? We're not on an outing! We're at war! Come home!"

At the west entrance of Daohe Village, there were many soldiers standing on three floors inside and three floors outside. All of them stood on tiptoes and stretched their necks, watching something.

"Ah, my grandson-sama! Tachibana-sama!"

In the crowd, I don't know who yelled such a voice.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd parted to the left and right, leaving a wide passage for Qing Deng and my grandson to walk through.

Along this passage, Qingdeng saw Kanazawa Chusuke. With his right leg injured, he was leaning on a cane, staring at a young warrior standing opposite him with a frowning face—this person was wearing simple clothes, and he was wearing a pair of long and short shorts neatly around his waist. With his hands on his hips and his hands on his hips, he raised his head and glared at Kanazawa Chusuke without showing any weakness.

Kanazawa Chusuke and this young warrior just stared at each other in full view—everyone with a sharp eye could notice that there are quite a lot of similarities in the facial features of these two people.

At the first sight of this young warrior, Qingdeng raised his eyebrows uncontrollably.

"Miss Kanazawa?"

This young samurai... or this girl disguised as a man is none other than Kanazawa Tadasuke's younger sister and the only female swordsman in the Little Chiba Sword Gym besides Sanako: Kanazawa Koto!

When he heard Qingdeng's voice, Jin Zeqin was startled for a while, and then, ignoring the glaring gaze at Jinze Zhongsuke, he quickly followed the sound and looked at Qingdeng.

"Ah, ah! Mr. Tachibana...?!"

In an instant, a sense of embarrassment appeared between Jin Zeqin's brows.

At this moment, my grandson walked slowly to Kanazawa Chusuke.

"Jin Ze-kun. What's going on here? Why is your sister here?"

"This... oh..." Zhongsuke Kanazawa let out a long sigh with a look of resentment, "My grandson, Tachibana-kun, I'm sorry. My sister is stupid, I made you laugh."

After all, Kanazawa Chusuke briefly explained the ins and outs of why Jin Zeqin suddenly appeared here.

The reason is not complicated: Although Jin Zeqin is a daughter, she has a wild heart eager to kill the enemy and serve the country.

After learning that the Huofu bandits were sent to destroy the bandits in Kai, and that his brother also participated in this operation, he secretly disguised himself as a man and followed the troops cautiously, wanting to also participate in this bandit hunt fight.

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Those who haven't heard "La Marseillaise" can go and listen to it. The sense of power in this revolutionary anthem is uncannily sufficient. Even if you don't know French at all, you can feel a strong force between each note.

Stacked armor: In order to avoid being said to be "the number of words", the author Jun made a small spoiler - the reason why he suddenly mentioned that Ai Luodi likes "Marseillaise" and how Qingdeng learned how to play it under Ai Luodi's training Singing "La Marseillaise" is definitely not without reason. Please rest assured to look forward to the follow-up plot.

The author Jun Kepu, mentioned in the previous article "1860, large-scale peasant uprisings broke out in various parts of Japan" - this is not the author's nonsense, this is real historical data. Throughout the year, there are large-scale large-scale peasant uprisings. Nearly a hundred times. However, the author of this data map cannot be found (Leopard dead.jpg)