I formed the strongest swordsman group

On the first day the team left Fujisawa, the weather was fine.

But on the second day, the weather suddenly turned bad.

Before dawn, thick dark clouds accumulated between the sky and the earth.

At about 10 o'clock in the morning, heavy snow fell down one after another.

The cold wind like a knife cut the falling snow flakes flying all over the sky.

More and more snowflakes fell, rolled into a mess, and the vision became gray.

Although the carriage could barely withstand the heavy snow and cold wind, the guards headed by Xiaoshi were not capable of resisting such wind and snow with their mortal bodies.

It is impossible for Anthony to use these guards lent to him by his friend Osaka City as slaves.

So, in desperation, Anthony had to stop the convoy and wait for the wind and snow to stop before moving on.

And when Qingdeng and his party had to stop due to the snowstorm——

sand... sand... sand...

On a high slope not a short distance away from Qingdeng and others' convoy, the sound of snow being rubbed and trampled on was heard one after another.

Two warriors in bamboo hats and coir raincoats lay on the high ground.

The costumes and sabers on the two of them have been "dyed" into a snow-white by the flying snow.

They kept a close eye on the convoy of Qingdeng and others in the distance, and only moved their bodies to shake off the snow on their bodies when they were about to be "buried" into a "snowman" by the gusts of snow.

After noticing that the convoy of Qingdeng and others seemed to have stopped, the two quickly opened their eyes and stared at the movement of the convoy.

After confirming that the convoy really stopped, the two quickly looked at each other.

After they exchanged eye contact and gestures, one of them continued to stay on the high slope to monitor the convoy, while the other tightened his hat and coir raincoat, got up and left.

The warrior who stood up and left spread his legs and ran towards the distant woods...

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In the woods, Suehiro closed his eyes tightly, knelt on the ground, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his clasped hands, moving his lips, reciting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

His favorite gun: Wind Shear is placed by his side.

In front of him, on a boulder half a person's height, stood a Buddha statue nearly 30cm high.

The statue of King Ni who stands tall and glares at the mortal world.

This statue of King Ni was forced by his mother when Suehiro left his hometown five years ago and was about to dedicate his blood to the "great cause of extermination of barbarians".

Remember to pay your respects every day! This statue of Nio looks like I begged from the temple! Very clever! As long as you visit the shrine well every day, it will definitely bless you - this is what Suehiro's mother said to him back then.

Suehiro has never been very cold about ghosts and gods.

But what to do—he was a person who dared not disobey any request from his mother since he was a child.

Even though he is not interested in ghosts and gods, he can only pinch his nose and pay respect to this statue of King Ren every day as his mother ordered.

But who knows, Su Guangri later discovered to his surprise—his mother didn't seem to be talking nonsense.

This statue of King Ni seems to be quite spiritual!

After leaving his hometown to participate in the "Great Cause of Removing Barbarians", Suehiro has experienced several major crises where he almost died, but every time he was able to save himself and save his life.

Suehiro couldn't help being shaken when he escaped from the tiger's mouth again and again: Could it be that the statue of King Ni is really spiritual?

Ever since this kind of muttering occurred in his heart, Suehiro completely put away any contempt for the statue of King Ni that his mother stuffed him, and worshiped devoutly every day in the daytime and at night.

To this day, worshiping this statue of Nioh has become Suehiro's daily habit.

After finishing today's "day worship" and opening his eyes, Suehiro suddenly heard Yamada's voice from a distance:

"Mr. Suehiro! Mr. Suehiro!"

Yamada quickly ran to Suehiro's side, breathless and quickly said:

"Affected by the wind and snow, Anthony's convoy stopped!"

Two rays of light suddenly burst out from Suehiro's pupils.

"Have you stopped...! Continue to monitor the movement of the convoy!"

"If the convoy moves, notify me as soon as possible!"

"Yes!" Yamada responded loudly, heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand and patted his chest, "Mr. Suehiro...the perfect opportunity has come..."

"Hmm... yes." Suehiro nodded with his mouth slightly open, "If the convoy doesn't move until noon...then they definitely won't be able to reach the camp before night falls."

"In this way, they are bound to sleep in the wild tonight."

"Yamada, please tell everyone by the way: Eat a little full today! Get ready for battle!"

"If the convoy doesn't move until noon, then... it will be tonight!"

Suehiro's naturally hanging hands were tightly clenched.

Yamada standing in front of him was also short of breath due to nervousness and excitement...

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The heavy snow, which was swirling, didn't subside until 1 o'clock in the afternoon.

In order to make up for the time wasted waiting for the wind and snow to subside, Anthony immediately asked the team to speed up after the team was able to move forward again, trying to reach the camp before dark.

Anthony's attempt is doomed to be in vain.

It's easy for a carriage to speed up, but it's not so easy for a person to speed up. These guards who can only use two legs to travel, no matter how much they try to speed up, they can't improve much.

In the end-Anthony had to give up the unrealistic goal of "arriving at the dormitory before dark".

After it started to get dark, he commanded the convoy to stop at a relatively flat open space on the side of Donghai Road, set up camp, and prepared to spend the night in the wild.

"It seems to be snowing again..."

Qingdeng, who was staying in a corner of the camp with Saito, looked up at the night sky above.

Tonight is a moonless night.

At this time, although the wind and snow had completely subsided, the thick dark clouds in the sky had not dispersed yet.

Layer upon layer of dark clouds completely covered the moon and the starry sky.

With such a thick cloud cover, it is not surprising when snow will fall again.

The time now... is just after seven o'clock in the evening.

Sleeping in the wild, naturally there will be no delicacies to enjoy.

Even Anthony and Elodie can only eat some dry food, and hastily dismissed today's dinner.

After dinner, the guards headed by Xiaoshi began to get busy.

Those who stand guard stand guard, those who take care of the camp take care of the camp, and those who take a rest rest.

In terms of status, Qingdeng, who can be regarded as Anthony's guest for the time being, naturally does not need to deal with these heavy and tiring tasks.

Therefore, after killing tonight's dinner casually, Qingdeng, who was extremely bored because he had nothing to do, could only stay in a corner of the camp with Saito, practicing swordsmanship.

Chatting with Saito?

nonexistent!

Chatting with him is better than chatting with the big rock next to it, it doesn't make any difference anyway.

After looking at the night sky above his head and expressing his feelings about the weather tonight, Qingdeng gathered his whole body and mind, continued to hold the saber tightly in his hand, facing the air in front of him, and practiced the habit that he had recently practiced every day. Suzhen feels uncomfortable all over after practicing.

call……! call……! call……!

The sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air, as well as the sound of his own breathing, became the only two sounds around Qingdeng.

But suddenly, an immature voice broke the silence around Qingdeng:

"Mr. Orange! Are you practicing sword?"

A touch of beautiful pale gold emerged from the corner of Qingdeng's right eye.

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