I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Ogata did not count how many soldiers had been killed by the three of them.

All I know is that the gang of soldiers who are still alive in front of them are already showing fear on their faces.

I dared not call out like I did just now, and rushed up with a sharp knife.

One by one was squeezed at the other end of the corridor near the gate.

Neither dared to step forward, nor dared to back again.

After the shogunate soldiers smashed through the gate, Ogata noticed the guy dressed as an officer.

The armor that that guy wore was obviously much higher than that of other soldiers.

At the same time, he also wore an extremely conspicuous helmet on his head-on each side of the helmet were decorated with a horn-like decoration.

Dressing up like this is like Ogata saying loudly—"Hey, I'm the commander of this group of people."

Whether in the previous life or in the present life, Ogata has never learned any war strategy.

However, Ogata still knows some basic principles of warfare.

For example-to capture the thief first to capture the king, to shoot people first to shoot horses.

Ogata took aim at this guy from the beginning.

It's just that because the number of enemies is still relatively large at the beginning, it is still very difficult to break through this layer of human walls.

And now—because many people have fallen to the ground, the wall of people between Ogata and this officer is much thinner.

A thought began to sound in Ogata's mind: It's time!

"Mamiya."

Ogata whispered the name of Mamiya next to him, while raising the knife in his right hand, placing the blade on the inner elbow of his left arm with the blade facing up.

Use the inner elbow of the left arm to clamp behind the blade from the root of the blade, and slowly pull the blade to the right from the root of the blade to the tip of the blade with the right hand gripping the handle. Wipe the blade clean with the clothes on the inner elbow of the left arm.

"cover me."

"To understanding."

Ogata didn't tell Mamiya what he was going to do.

However, it is strange to say-even though Ogata didn't tell Mamiya what he was going to do, he only said "cover me", but Mamiya understood in a moment what Ogata wanted.

"Let's go."

The voice hadn't completely fallen yet, Xu convenient glared back and rushed towards the Taoist wall in front of him!

As for Mamiya, he followed Ogata's side.

Ogata, wearing light green haori, turned into two "lights" of opposite colors to Mamiya wearing dark red haori. The speed was so fast that the shogunate generals standing in the front would react one by one. There was no reaction.

For example, the soldier standing in the front--Ogata had already rushed to him, and he stupidly held the knife in his hand, and did not react at all--the enemy on the opposite side had already attacked.

A sword pierced the soldier's unprotected face, and after a system prompt sounded in his mind about killing the enemy and successfully gaining experience points, Ogata quickly released the sword in his hand and leaned forward. Out of the other side on the floor by the feet.

After piercing the newly drawn knife into the throat of a soldier on the right side, abandon the knife again, pull out one of the beating knives inserted on the wall on his right side, and then use this beating knife to slash towards the other. An enemy...

Ogata completely abandoned the idea of ​​pulling the knife back and reusing it.

After slashing the enemy to death or assassinating it, quickly abandon the knife, pull out the knife inserted on the ground or on the wall, and attack the new enemy.

Ogata kept repeating this process like this...

Because Ogata completely abandoned the idea of ​​pulling the knife back and reusing it, Ogata's current killing speed reached an extremely terrifying state-after all, it saved the time to withdraw the knife.

In this way, Ogata maintained the speed of one stab and one kill, bit by bit dissolving the wall of people in front of him, bit by bit, leaning against the officer whose expression became more ugly...

As for Mamiya, who was immediately behind Ogata, he was not idle.

Although Ogata's swordsmanship is superb, it is inevitable that some fish will slip through the net.

And Mamiya's job is to make up for all the fish that have slipped through the net.

"Quick! Come on!"

Looking at Ogata, who was getting closer and closer to him, the officer's face was pale, and a lot of cold sweat began to erupt from his forehead.

Although his voice was already screaming, and the soldiers around him were very brave one by one, killing one after another towards Ogata, but in the face of the absolute difference in strength, his men still fell one by one. .

And Ogata is getting closer and closer...

The officer keenly noticed--Ogata's eyes were always locked on him...

While constantly leaning on you, I kept looking at you—a fool can see what this guy is going to do!

The officer became more anxious when he thought that the target of this lunatic was actually his head.

He didn't dare to move forward, let alone retreat-as a commander, if he retreats before the soldiers, the morale blow would be devastating.

Seeing that his subordinates could not stop the madman for a long time, the officer gritted his teeth and clenched the knife in his hand with a cruel face and shouted:

"Retire all! Let me come!"

As soon as the officer's shout fell, the amnesty soldiers retreated behind the officer like a tide.

As the soldiers retreated, it became a confrontation between the officer and Ogata.

"Prisoner!"

The officer screamed at Ogata in front of him.

It is impossible for the islanders of this island to possess this level of swordsmanship. Since the lunatic in front of him is not an islander, there is only one identity he may have-the prisoner thrown on this island.

"I am the general-Zorelli victory! Report your name!"

"Ogata Yishi." Ogata whispered, "A Ronin. For the time being, there are nicknames such as "Hanman Idosesai" and "Ren Zhan Yishi"."

As soon as Ogata's voice fell, the soldiers behind Saray immediately heard a chilling voice.

Saray is also one of the people who know Ogata.

After holding back the urge to draw air-conditioning and let out an exclamation, Zoray said solemnly:

"It turned out to be the famous Ogata Ichitosai..."

"Ogata Ichitosai...Come on!"

With a resolute face, Saray raised the knife in his hand little by little and assumed the upper posture.

"Admiral Servant~www.wuxiahere.com~Xin Yinliu, Zorelli wins participation!"

Ogata, who is willing to face-to-face with Saray, raised the knife in his hand with one arm, without any posture, just like this, holding the knife in one arm, one point with both legs, standing leisurely.

"Ruroin, Sakihara's sword style, Ogata Yishi joins."

Whether it was Mamiya behind Ogata or the soldiers standing behind Saray, all the soldiers consciously stepped back, leaving enough space for Ogata and Saray.

"Drink!"

Zoray was the first to attack.

Zoray’s qi fusion sounded quite loud.

The steps that he took when he narrowed the distance with Ogata were also quite level-at first glance, he was not an ordinary swordsman.

After narrowing the distance with Ogata in one breath, Saray directly launched a fierce storm-like attack on Ogata.