It was mid-autumn and everything was bleak, and even the modest Kasuga Mountain was dyed red by a red leaf tree. On this crisp autumn day, the long-tailed tiger princess in military uniform was quarreling fiercely with a group of family members. The reason was still because of her In this outfit, her long hair was tied up high with a hairpin, and she was wearing the powerful Zaizata armor that Nagata had passed down to her.
Nagao Kagenobu advised earnestly: "Your Highness, you must not do this!"
"How can Her Royal Highness the Princess come to the battlefield in person? This is absolutely not possible!"
"How could your Highness Princess..." Saito Chaonobu was glared at by the girl, and he said calmly: "Actually, I don't think I can't go."
Nagao Kagenobu glared at each other: "What did Shimono Mamoru say? Now is not the time to cause trouble, how can Her Royal Highness go out into battle? This is simply nonsense!"
"Uncle, do you think I am causing trouble?" Nagao Tora glanced at Nagao Kagenobu displeasedly, her eyebrows were raised, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open and she said coldly: "I am the daughter of the Nagao family, the governor of the Nagao family. , the lord of Echigo! In the future, he will also be Ashikaga Kamisuzaburo's main wife, and my Taira clan's daughter will become the daughter of the Genji clan. Please be sure to keep this in mind at all times."
Nagao Torahime didn't even realize how cold her tone was when she spoke. Nagao Kagenobu was shocked and looked at her in disbelief at how the silly little niece in the past had quietly grown into a person who dared to scold her. Warrior Ji, even though she was only twelve years old, even though she was not as tall as his brother, that familiar feeling came to his mind again.
"The Takenobu once said that my lord is the Dragon of Echigo and the God of the Northern Army, so Your Highness the Princess should be the Dragon Girl of Echigo?" Nagao Kagenobu said in a disappointed tone: "That's it! Let Your Highness make the decision."
The Nagao family tree representatives exclaimed: "Toyozen Shoden? How could you..."
"Since everyone has no objections, let's go out into battle! Toyozenmori, Echizenmori and everyone are here to guard!" Nagao Torahime stood up and left, leaving behind a group of disappointed family members.
Saito Asanobu patted his clothes and stood up calmly. Seeing the lost looks of the members of the clan, he curled his lips and said in a weird tone, slightly mockingly: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of that?" Ohuma Asahide and Shiro Masazu? Are you still worried that the Jinbo family’s reinforcements can’t defeat it? Yamamoto Sado, the guardian of the palace, didn’t say anything, so why should we worry? Her Highness the Princess is not only the governor of my Nagao family, but also the wife of the Takee Palace. The reason why you should be worried is that Lord Sado Yamamoto is probably worried about the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
"Haha..." Yamamoto Tokiyuki seemed to notice that everyone was looking at him, and then said with a smile: "Actually, there is no problem. If Her Royal Highness the Princess goes out in battle wearing Jinggong's armor, there may be unexpected effects."
"Is that so?" Nagao Kagenobu pondered for a moment, and then worriedly ordered Saito Asanobu: "Shimono Mamoru and his team will follow Her Royal Highness to the battle! We don't want to capture the big bear Asahide alive, as long as we can repel it. Just the Vietnamese and Chinese rebels!”
"I know, I know." Saito Asanobu stood up and walked out slowly, shrugging his shoulders and saying with an indifferent expression: "Isn't it just a big bear Asahide? Leave it to me."
Nagata Torahime wore her father's armor and came to the castle tower. His brother seemed to have just fallen asleep. Sandalwood incense was burning in the room to soothe the nerves. Nagata Tokumoto was sitting in the room quietly meditating. He and Naoze Michizanyi They were all Rinzai sect believers, and Nagao Kagetora slept peacefully amidst the sound of soft recitation.
The girl standing outside the door looked at the tranquility and peace in the room. Qunaoze Moruma came over and said to her: "Your Highness, do you want to go in and take a look?"
"No need, I'm leaving now." The girl quietly turned her face to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and left quietly. At this time, Nagao Kagetora suddenly opened his eyes, staring brightly at the back of the figure who was gradually leaving outside, and then slowly
Close.
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Takigawa Tokiyoshi held the reins in one hand and the red spear in the other hand. He suddenly struck the soft belly of his mount with both feet. The horse suddenly accelerated in pain and ran wildly. The two Ashikaga flags behind him were printed in the strong wind.
There was a sound of hunting in the middle, and a thousand red cavalry were like a surging tide. On the other side, two hundred long-tailed cavalry carrying the Nine-Yobaba horse seal also rushed down the mountain. At the intersection of the two groups of cavalry were the eight hundred Ashina.
military.
"Oops!" Odagiri Sonshichiro's expression changed, and he hurriedly ordered the ashigaru to form a team. One hundred and fifty horse warriors were divided to protect the left and right wings. The fifty archers bent their bows and fired the first round of arrow rain at the urging, which happened to be in the wind.
The arrows were blown far away by the mountain wind in the Hokuriku wilderness, but this did not cause any trouble to Kira's army.
"Ding, ding, ding..." is still the sound of arrows colliding with armor. If you look closely, you will find that the equipment they are wearing is completely different from the original equipment. It is a thin iron plate that was once formed and carburized on the surface.
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This is a new technology that Hans strongly requested. No matter how brave the warrior is, he will never be able to do without an armor with excellent defense. Even if he cannot be fully plated like the Milan Armor, he still needs to be equipped with the best iron armor for protection, so there is
This new type of barrel-shaped Nanman carcass was only popular in the world after more than ten or twenty years.
"How come you can't hurt them! Keep shooting! Shoot horses!" Odagiri Sonshichiro became anxious and cursed secretly: "Where did this cavalry come from? They bear the flag of the shogun's family and are not afraid of bows and arrows. Could it be that they are not afraid of bows and arrows?
Isn’t it a demon?”
At this time, the dense charge formation suddenly dispersed after a whistle. A thousand cavalrymen dispersed into dozens of fragmented combinations and bypassed the front of Ashina Army, moving to the left and right directions respectively. Some of the cavalrymen were able to let go of their reins and bend them.
Bow and arrow shooting, this is the archery skill that the legendary Yabusame warriors only have. In the past, only at the festivals of gods and Buddhas, you could see some warriors wearing traditional costumes performing Yabusame horses, chasing objects with dogs and other rituals.
The Kamakura samurai who were originally only left in legends and memories appeared in front of them again. They wore gorgeous pockets, wore blood-colored armor, and wore masks of ghosts and gods. They neither roared nor scolded. They were as quiet as a mountain forest.
It just gives people a burning feeling from the heat wave.
Cold arrows flying from nowhere took away the lives of the warriors, but the cavalry on the opposite side continued to gallop around in circles as if they had shot an inconspicuous prey, and no one rushed over with a roar.
In close combat, no one tried to cut off the head of the deceased. It was as if all this was a routine training. They were just a group of cold targets. They only needed to shoot the arrows in the empty pot to know their results.
This attack tactic, as cold as ice and as fierce as fire, chilled the Ashina army. Not only did the samurai feel fearful, but even their mounts were retreating quietly.
"Don't be stunned. Come on! We can't let them shoot like this." Odagiri Sunshichiro really couldn't understand who this person was, but he couldn't just retreat. Now he could only turn around and flee, and there were only four ways to escape, and he couldn't use his two legs.
It is impossible to run faster than on four legs.
"Fight!" In the desperate situation, the warriors of the Ashina family also aroused their ferocity. Several warriors roared and charged on their horses, and then more than a hundred knights rushed towards the nearest red cavalry in several directions. Their mounts
Far inferior to Kira's army, let alone those who chase him, they can't cut through this armor.
The red cavalrymen who had been following around in circles to make soy sauce were now excited. They were not good at horse archery, used iron cannons to shoot goats, wild deer and so on. They were too embarrassed to say anything about it. Only the big guns in their hands could bend the
Swords are the best means of harvesting enemy troops. If Kiragi had not strictly ordered not to suffer any casualties in battle, they would have rushed over screaming.
But at this time, a group of reckless Ashina soldiers rushed over spontaneously, so it was not their fault. Five hundred Chibei turned his horse's head at the same time, waving the spear in his hand and rushed over. This time, there was another samurai holding a big vermilion spear.
That is Blood Spear Kuro Nagasaka Nobumasa. After more than a year of hard training, he finally became a qualified cavalryman.
Two samurai holding blood spears turned into blood Shuras in hell. The Ashina samurai who fought with Tokimasu Takigawa was named Saburo Hayakawa. He was a young samurai known as the Aizu Warriors. However, he was still shocked and roared in the face of the terrifying momentum.
They all forgot, summoned up the little courage they had left, and waved the spear in their hands to greet them.
"Mother! Please protect me!"
At the moment when the two were about to collide, Saburo Hayakawa only noticed a flash of blood in front of his eyes, as if a surging sea of blood was coming. The familiar smell of blood aroused an ominous premonition, and then his neck hurt and his whole body felt light.
He flew up, and then saw the horrified eyes of his companions gradually losing consciousness.
The big blood-colored spear was splattered with blood, and he killed the unknown samurai who was blocking the road with one shot. Takigawa Tokiyoshi kept urging his horse forward. There was no need for a samurai of this level to shout out his name, and he didn't
Interested in harvesting heads. In the samurai culture of the Kira family, harvesting heads is something that only low-level samurai and ashigaru have to do. They only need to keep waving the big guns in their hands to kill the enemy. No one
No one dares to lie about their heads, and no one dares to embezzle their achievements.
At the same time, Nagasaka Nobumasa, Shima Tokikatsu and others also got off to a good start. The mounted samurai of the Ashina family they met were killed without even reacting. The remaining people began to flee in all directions. They regretted why they did not dismount and fight on foot. Maybe
He could still avoid this fatal attack with his flexible dodge, but it was already too late.
The 600 cavalrymen who attacked at the same time rushed towards him like wolves and tigers. These 150 cavalrymen were simply not enough. Seeing Takigawa Tokimasu, Shima Tokikatsu and others firing their bows from left and right to kill them, these accumulated for a year
The angry warriors were attacking with guns one after another. It was a game of fast hands and slow hands. If you came late, you could only watch your friends showing off their achievements.
"Don't run away! No one is allowed to run away!" Odagiri Sonshichiro shouted urgently, trying to inspire the few remaining courage. Echigo's two hundred cavalry did not know the tactics of circling, and ran directly into the infantry formation from the flank, launching
An asymmetrical affair.
In the distance, a strange-looking warrior was of terrifying height, wearing a white robe with a black cross, holding a knight's fan-shaped shield with a white cross on a black background, a black lance, and a strange big helmet on his head.
Wing Helmet, the mount under him is a Trakna war horse that is also wearing a mail coat and is more than a horse head taller than their Mutsu horse. It is like a static statue, observing every move on the battlefield.
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I don’t know if he was dizzy or something, but Odagiri Sonshichiro shouted as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "That person is the commander! Kill him and we will be saved!" (To be continued.)