The news of the fall of Abe Castle did not reach Tsurumaru Castle until much later.
The plan has been completely disrupted.
In the previous deployment, Abe Castle was able to resist for a long time, buying as much time as possible for Tsurumaru Castle to fully deploy its defenses.
But I never expected that the Ming army would capture Abu Castle without any bloodshed.
Now, the situation is getting more and more unfavorable for Tsurumaru Castle...
Miyamoto Musashi, who had high hopes from Shimazu Mitsuhisa, was completely indifferent to the situation on the battlefield. The only thing he cared about was his own swordsmanship.
According to Kamikawako's suggestion, all the families of the generals who participated in the decisive battle of Tsurumaru Castle have been "invited" to the Shimadzu family, who will take care of them on their behalf.
In fact, this couldn't be more obvious, they are just hostages...
News of the Raiders' defeat also came one after another. Even their general general Heisaburo Oshima suffered a disastrous defeat, which made Mitsuhisa Shimazu even more worried.
However, there was still good news. After learning about the Ming Dynasty's army "invading" Japan, Japanese samurai and ronin from all over the country spontaneously began to gather at Tsurumaru Castle.
In their view, this will be their chance to become famous and gain great glory for themselves.
Since the Sekigahara War, there has been no such large-scale war for a long time. This can make his name spread in the history of Japan...
In particular, various Japanese kendo schools active in the Satsuma Domain also flocked here, and when the news spread that Miyamoto Musashi was also in Tsurumaru Castle, it caused even more madness.
Okuyama Nen-ryu, Nianshuza-ryu, Nakajo-ryu, Tomita-ryu, Toda-ryu, Toda-ryu, Shinto-ryu, Kasumi-Shinto-ryu... Kendo schools appeared one after another, turning Tsurumaru Castle into a
The venue for a kendo tournament.
The emergence of countless kendo "masters" also gave Shimazu Mitsuhisa some confidence in victory...
When Kashima Shinto-ryu's Sato Shinichio also appeared, Shimazu Mitsuhisa, who had long been familiar with Kashima Shinto-ryu, hurriedly asked where the head of the family, Sato Kobei, was. Sato Shinichio smiled and told Shimazu Mitsuhisa
:
"Brother has already gone to intercept the enemy."
"What?" Shimazu Mitsuhisa was startled: "How many people did he bring?"
"There is only one brother."
Shimazu Mitsuhisa was shocked: "Did Engineer Guard intercept the enemy alone? He...he only had one person, how could he intercept so many enemies?"
"Master Shimazu, why should you panic?" Shinichi Sato smiled slightly, his words full of confidence in victory: "One person's momentum is enough to suppress millions of enemies. The power generated by one person's confidence will be huge.
My brother's swordsmanship has been mastered to the point where the human sword merges into one, and the sword can transform into nine shadows. Although it is not as good as Miyamoto-sama's "empty" sword, there are very few people who are his opponents, so you don't have to worry.
.....Furthermore, on the way to Tsurumaru Castle, there is a rugged path that can only accommodate two or three people passing side by side. Although it is not suitable for ambush combat, it is the most ideal path for kendo masters.
Location. Please rest assured, Shimazu-sama, my brother will have no problem holding off the enemy there for a day and a night."
Shimazu Mitsuji let out a long sigh, there are such strange people in the world!
He said with gratitude: "How can Engineer Guard be there and hold on for a whole day and night with the strength of one person? That would be the most amazing miracle in the world. But I am worried about Engineer Guard..."
"I know what you are worried about." Sato Shinichio's expression was a little gloomy, but then he said proudly: "Since my brother has gone, I have never thought about coming back alive. If I can exchange one person's life for such a miracle
, then my brother died a worthy death."
"We have such warriors in Japan. Even though the Ming army has thousands of troops, why should we be afraid?" At this time, a voice drifted over.
Everyone looked back and saw Miyamoto Musashi, who had been in seclusion for several days, coming out. Miyamoto Musashi smiled at the warriors who came from all over the country and said:
"Thank you for rushing to the aid of Tsurumaru Castle. The enemy can only get defeat. Some of us are enemies with each other and fight with each other. But now we only have one enemy, and that is the people of the Ming Dynasty. Please put aside each other.
It is a great blessing for Tsurumaru Castle to direct our anger against our common enemy. It is also a great blessing for Japan."
These few words quickly inspired everyone's fighting spirit.
"Let our enemies see the courage of Japan!" Miyamoto Musashi said energetically: "Tsurumaru Castle will inevitably become a nightmare for the people of the Ming Dynasty, and our glory will begin from here!"
"Hai!"
...
The road has become a little difficult.
After defeating the enemy's attack in Heinongjin, Major Swede's Regiment never encountered any organized attacks along the way. Although there were still sporadic harassments, this no longer posed any threat to Major Swede's Regiment.
They were very close to Tsurumaru Castle. Shiweide and Mansura clearly judged that the enemy had abandoned other places and concentrated all its main forces in Tsurumaru Castle.
These two Hongyi officers were still a little worried. The upcoming battle at Tsurumaru Castle was bound to be a brutal battle.
As the forward major group, they must create a passage for the large forces behind so that the artillery and the steady stream of soldiers can pass smoothly.
"This damn road." Mansoura couldn't help complaining: "It's really difficult to walk. This will seriously affect our forward speed."
"Have we not seen many roads like this on this road?" Swede shrugged: "Damn Japanese monkeys, they are always doing something like this. But dear Captain, don't worry, as long as you pass here,
Tsurumaru Castle is very close to us..."
Mansoura muttered, and then said: "But the good news is that our soldiers have experienced the test of war, which is a happy thing. I think that when this battle is over, we should go back to the main town.
Sir, let’s discuss the issue of wages. It seems that our wages should go up..."
"Captain, officer's honor tells us..."
Before Shi Weide finished speaking, Meng Jiu, who was leading the soldiers to clear the way, came over and said, "Major, there are some strange things there. Please come and take a look."
In front of the catwalk, there stood a Japanese man standing with his sword in hand.
"Who is this?" Shi Weide asked strangely.
"I don't know." Meng Jiu shook his head helplessly: "I have shouted many times. But this man just stood there, motionless, and did not say a word."
"Hey, you." Shi Weide called a soldier who knew Japanese: "Go up and ask him what he wants to do."
The soldier ran over at a trot. When he came to the Japanese and was about to ask something, he suddenly saw the Japanese's hand move, and then the sword flashed. The soldier groaned and fell into a pool of blood.
The Japanese quickly sheathed his sword and smiled coldly.
These stupid Ming Dynasty people, this sword of their own is the highest level of Kashima Shinto-ryu Kendo. The human sword is integrated into one, with nine shadows in one sword, virtual and real. Except for Miyamoto Musashi, there is no one in the world who can block his sword.
Appear.
How could these Ming Dynasty people understand the secrets of their own swordsmanship?
Here, the enemy can only come up to two people at a time, and he can deal with it. This place will be dyed red with blood; here, it will be clogged with corpses. By himself, he will be able to resist the enemy here for a day and a night. Although, in the end, he will also
He will die of exhaustion, but that's nothing. Sato Kobei's name will be famous all over the world, and Kashima Shinto-ryu's name will also be famous all over the world. All sacrifices will be worth it...
Enemy, remember your name: Kashima Shinto-ryu - Sato Kobei!
"He killed our people?" Shi Weide seemed to be in disbelief: "Killed our people without saying a word?"
"It seems so, Major." Mansoura also felt that the Japanese monkeys were really unreasonable.
"Meng Jiu, bring someone up." Shi Weide gave this order.
Meng Jiu called a brother with a sullen face, slowly walked forward and stopped ten steps away from the Japanese.
Sato Kobei smiled disdainfully.
Stupid Ming Dynasty people, if they want to pass here, ten steps are not enough, but as long as they take a few steps forward, their human and sword will merge into one, and the nine phantoms of the sword will stir up the sky with sword light, and they will be swept away.
Tear into pieces!
Sato Gongbei saw the two Ming Dynasty people raising two "sticks", oh, those are muskets, right? He devoted himself to studying kendo in seclusion. Although he didn't know much about the outside world, he had heard of muskets.
In the past, the Japanese army also had many muskets, but they could not compare with pure swordsmanship.
Sato Kobei has always been dismissive of muskets. Even when his brother introduced muskets to him, he was not willing to listen at all, and was even afraid of staining his own ears.
He only vaguely remembered that his brother seemed to have said that the shooting speed of the musket was slow and the shooting accuracy was very low. Since the musket had these weaknesses, he could kill these two enemies with a sword.
"He——"
Sato Kobei roared, unsheathed his katana, and raised it high. When the opponent's musket was in an attack stance, he rushed out, and then killed the enemy with his sword before they used the musket!
The two stupid Ming Dynasty people on the opposite side were just standing stupidly with their muskets raised. They had no defense at all, and their whole bodies were exposed. Such a posture was not worthy of talking about swordsmanship, and they were no match for them.
.
The human sword merges into one, one sword has nine shadows, and I have studied the art of swordsmanship for thirty years...
"Boom - boom -"
Following these two loud noises, Sato Kobei fell to the ground.
The samurai sword fell into his hand...
What is this, what on earth is this... The body of Sato Kobei, who was lying in a pool of blood, kept twitching and moving, and he never took a breath. Until now, he still doesn't understand.
what's going on......
What's wrong? Why does it seem that my body suddenly suffered a huge impact and then fell to the ground? Why? Why? Why?
Why couldn't he move? Why did he seem to be dying? Sato Kobei really couldn't figure it out.
"What is he doing there?" Meng Jiu put down the musket that was still filled with smoke. He still didn't understand what happened just now.
What was that man doing standing there alone? When he saw himself and his companions raising muskets, why did he not even have the slightest intention to dodge? Instead, he raised his knife, completely exposing his body to the muzzle of the muskets?
Although the shooting accuracy of the musket is not high, it can hit the target at a distance of ten steps with eyes closed.
"What is he doing there?" Meng Jiu's allies also didn't understand why.
Meng Jiu walked over in confusion. He had learned some Japanese. He squatted down next to the Japanese, as if he heard the Japanese say something like "flow" or "shadow".
Of course, Meng Jiu completely understood one sentence. He heard the dying Japanese actually say "Haga".
Damn it, this was a curse word. Meng Jiu was angry at that time. He stood up, raised his musket and hit the Japanese on the ground on the head.
One blow, and another, until the Japanese's head on the ground was completely disfigured, and then he stopped.
The man-sword merged into one, with one sword and nine shadows, one person could stop thousands of people, and was able to create miracles. The home of Kashima Shinto-ryu - Sato Kobei died like this.
He died just like that before he had a chance to use his invincible swordsmanship.
Meng Jiu only knew some simple martial arts, but Sato Gongbei died in his hands.
"What does this Japanese monkey want to do?" Shi Weide asked curiously as he caught up.
"I really don't know." Meng Jiu shook his head in confusion: "I think there may be something wrong with his brain."
This is the only explanation. Meng Jiu can't think of any other reason besides this.
"Ah, maybe, most Japanese monkeys probably have some problems with their heads." Major Swede obviously agreed with this view. They are really some strange Japanese people.
A soldier said: "I heard that there are some kendo schools in Japan, which are the same as our martial arts schools. Maybe this person wants to challenge us?"
"He challenged so many of us by himself?" Shi Weide opened his mouth wide and didn't believe it at all: "No, if someone really would do that, then that person must be an idiot."
Sato Kobei, who had already lost his life, could not hear these words. He really wanted to stop so many people with his own strength.
This small disturbance did not have any impact on Major Swede's regiment, it just added some jokes after dinner.
A Japanese swordsman master gave birth to the story of an idiot in Japan. (To be continued. Piaotian. Registered members of literature recommend this work.