I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

"Add our page to the history books!"

-Songping Dingxin/Before the army goes out

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At this time, Esuma and their appetites had all been lifted by their grandma.

Everyone looked at grandma expectantly.

And grandma sitting on a big rock, after clearing her throat, said slowly in an epic-like tone of heroes:

"Whether Majima Goro killed 10 people or 100 people-it doesn't really matter at all."

"There is no need to worry about this kind of thing."

After hearing the phrase "There is no need to entangle this kind of thing" from grandma, Essuma and the rest of the people were all surprised and did not understand what grandma's words meant.

And what grandma said next answered their questions.

"The place where Goro Mashima really is the most powerful is not how many people he killed the night he was attacked in our village."

"It's not how many people he saved."

"The place where he is really great-he chose to rush into our village and reached out to us."

My grandma used to tell the young children in the village sitting around her knees about the heroic epic of the Ainu people, so grandma is also very good at telling stories, whether it is the tone of speech or the rhythm of the speech. Just right.

Whether it was Esuma and others, or the young man who had just moved jerky with his grandmother, they were already fascinated by them now, watching and listening attentively.

"Our village is not related to him. He didn't need to come to save us. You can just stand by and just fly away."

"Even if he sits on the sidelines or flies away, no one can criticize him. After all, he really doesn't have any reason to lend a hand to our village."

"But he didn't do that."

"He chose to help our village. Even if he did so, he might not benefit him at all, and there would even be a risk of injury and death."

"In my eyes, judging a person's martial arts is not based on how many people he killed."

"Even if a person has excellent skills and kills hundreds or thousands of enemies, that person is very likely to be a coward."

"Relatively, even if a person doesn't even have the ability to kill a chicken, or even one person, he is very likely to be a true brave man."

"From the moment Majima Goro chooses to rush into the village and fight side by side with us, he is a true brave man."

"Compared with his figure when he rushed into our village without hesitation, how many people were killed and how many people were saved-these things are just trivial matters, and there is no need to do more trivial things."

Grandma's voice fell.

Esuma and others, the young man who had just delivered meat with his grandma, are now staring at grandma in a daze.

The young man who delivered the meat with his grandma now has his eyes widened.

He thought that grandma was going to talk nonsense, saying that Goro Majima killed hundreds of people or something...

Grandma has a gentle smile on her face.

Esuma and the others were silent, with thoughtful expressions on their faces.

After a while, Esuma finally let out a sigh, and then broke the silence with a loud voice.

"...It feels like my head was smashed with a sledgehammer." Esuma smiled wryly, "Mother-in-law, you are right... To entangle how many people Majima Goro killed us... it is indeed a bit stupid. …"

"We should pay more attention. It shouldn't be how many people Majima Goro killed..."

Many people present, including Esuma, showed guilt on their faces.

"Ohhhhhh..." Grandma raised her head to cover her mouth and chuckled. "Children, there is no need to show such an expression."

"Well, you still want to hear the detailed story of Goro Majima that night, right?"

"Mother-in-law, I will tell you about it now."

"It may be a bit long."

With these words of grandma, Aisuma and others immediately put away the shame on their faces, and looked at grandma intently as before.

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At this moment—

"It's the same as the rumors..." While grooming the grapes, Amachi whispered towards Ogata next to him, "The Ainu in the Red Moon Fortress really have muskets... and they are still flintlocks, really I want to borrow their muskets to have a look. See what their muskets look like..."

Ah Ding's heart that loves firearms is burning at this time.

While Amachi was grooming her grapes, Ogata was also grooming his daikon.

"I think it's difficult." Ogata smiled bitterly. "I always think they won't lend us their muskets so easily."

"This kind of thing, don't try to know how to know." Ah Ding said, "I think the girl named Esuma seems to have a good personality, maybe people would like to lend us their muskets."

"Just now, I was a little worried about whether the people who came to the Red Moon Fortress suddenly would be a group of people who did not welcome us and others."

"Fortunately, I worry too much about it. They are very kind to us."

"Especially the girl named Asuma."

As soon as Ah Ding finished speaking, Xu convenient immediately added:

"But not everyone is kind to us. I just found out that a few people look at us not so friendly."

"Remember what the Chief Chepke told us before?"

"The Red Moon Fortress has recently accommodated a group of Ainu who lost their homes in the Battle of Kunasi Limenasi."

"The few people who looked at us with unkind eyes just now may be the Ainu who were defeated by Heren."

"Such people, there may be many more in the Red Moon Fortress..."

"All in all-don't take it lightly."

"I know this kind of thing." Amachi stuck out his tongue at Ogata.

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Matsumae Clan, Matsumae Castle—

Although today is a sunny day without snow, the weather is exceptionally cold.

The icy wind was blowing.

At this moment, a sedan chair, which is known to be expensive from the outside, is moving at a very fast speed on a certain street in Songqian City.

Around the sedan chair, there were 33 horseback samurai closely following the sedan chair.

Among the 33 horseback warriors, only one is not wearing armor.

The man without armor had a young and delicate face, only wearing a samurai sword around his waist.

The other 32 people were all wearing red helmets and red armors with spears in their hands.

A magnificent sedan chair coupled with 33 horse-riding warriors guarding the sedan chair tightly-this naturally attracted a lot of attention.

The common people on the street gave way to both sides of the street one after another, looking at the group of sedan chair and cavalry, while discussing in a low voice who is sitting in the sedan chair.

The 32 red-armored cavalry are the elite cavalry of the shogunate-the red cavalry.

The Akabei squadron is one of the oldest troops in the Shogunate. At the end of the Sengoku period, Tokugawa Ieyasu, the first general of the Edo shogunate, formed the Tokugawa Akabei squadron after taking the model of Takeda’s Akabei.

Since the formation of the Red Reserve Team, it has continued to this day and has been under the direct jurisdiction of the general.

Matsudaira Matshinbu headed north this time, and the general Tokugawa Ie specially sent 32 of the most elite knights from the red reserve team under his command to serve as Matsuhira Matsuribu's personal guards.

The 32 red cavalry who were responsible for protecting the safety of the old man guarded the sedan chair. The identity of the person sitting in the sedan chair had already become apparent.

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"It's so cold..."

Matsudaira who was sitting in the sedan let out a sigh of relief.

Every breath became a white mist.

Although the climate is cold, but the weather is not bad, the sun is high in the sky, and there is no rain or snow.

"Old Master."

At this time, Tachibana's voice came from outside the sedan chair.

"We have left Songqian City!"

Tachibana was the only one without armor among the 33 horseback samurai guarding tightly around the sedan chair.

Although Tachibana is Songping Dingxin's little surname, he is not qualified to ride in the same sedan chair with the expensive old man Songping Dingxin, so he can only ride a horse to closely follow the sedan chair.

"Yeah." Songping Dingxin nodded gently, and raised his hand to open the windows on the left and right sides of the sedan chair.

Matsuba Dingxin cast his gaze out of the window.

The people in charge of lifting the sedan chair for him are experienced veterans. They lifted the sedan chair at such a fast speed, but the sedan chair did not shake, which made Matsudai Dingxin sit very comfortably and at the same time let Matsupira Dingxin clearly see the scenery outside the window. .

The white snow, forests, streams, and mountains in the distance are receding at an extremely fast speed.

Because of going out of Matsumae City, no houses can be seen anymore.

After confirming that he really had left Songqian City, Matsuba Dingxin couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief.

—Finally, I don’t have to see the letters and interview requests of the princes of Matsumae clan...

The monarchs of Matsumae Clan were shocked by the "Naturalized Ezo Riot".

At the moment when the second in command of the shogunate was in the Matsumae clan, the naturalized Ezos in the city actually rioted-there is no scandal worse than this.

Therefore, since the riots, the feudal lord of the Matsumae clan, and the officials who were qualified to meet the Matsumae Clan, have all gone to the Matsumae clan to plead guilty.

Japanese officials in this period were not as comfortable as modern Japanese officials.

Modern Japanese officials often only need to bow and apologize when doing wrong things-officials in the Edo period did not have this treatment.

If you make a serious mistake, cutting your abdomen to commit suicide is only a trivial matter.

The most serious punishment is that you not only have to commit an amputated suicide yourself, but also your family will be deprived of the samurai's household registration, and the whole family will be demoted to civilians.

In this era when the samurai values ​​honor, the samurai status is lost because of mistakes-this is a humiliation that can make people look up.

After the riots, many important ministers of the Matsumae clan sent a letter to Songping Dingxin, requesting Matsuhei Dingxin to allow them to apologize.

The feudal lord of Matsumae feudal clan also met Matsudaira himself and asked Matsudaira to allow him to abdicate to apologize.

The lord of Matsumae Domain was also terrified by this sudden riot.

At the moment when the second commander of the shogunate was in the Matsumae clan, even the public order was not well maintained. If the shogunate intended, they could use this as a reason to impose severe punishment on the Matsumae clan.

The feudal lord of the Matsumae feudal clan would rather abdicate and give the lord's throne to his adult son, rather than subjecting Matsumae feudal clan to punishments such as land cutting and transfer.

Their Matsumae clan was not very wealthy at first, because the geographical position was too far to the north, so there were very few fertile fields, agriculture was extremely underdeveloped, and the total number of stones in the clan was only 10,000 shi.

If it weren’t for large-scale trade activities with Ezo and commercial blood transfusions, the Matsumae clan would be able to compete with the famous "pauper clan country" of Yonezawa Nitta clan to find out who is the poorest in Japan. Fan out.

Whether it was cutting the land or transferring it, it was a great blow to Matsumae-fan, who was not so wealthy in the first place.

During that time, Matsudaira had been able to frequently receive letters and interview requests from the princes and ministers of the Matsumae clan.

The frequency is so frequent that the current Matsuhira Dingxin just recalled the memories at that time, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

As for how to deal with the monarchs of the Matsumae Clan, Matsudaira has been thinking about it for a long time.

In the end, Matsudaira decided to relax the monarchs of the former domain.

All of Matsumae's monarchs and ministers made oral criticisms.

The lord was suspended for 2 months.

Some ministers fined them for 3 months.

The forbidden footing of this era is actually just staying in your own room, you can't go anywhere.

In addition to no freedom, sleeping, eating, entertainment-these things are all unrestricted.

Songping Dingxin's punishment is extremely gracious.

Originally, even if Matsuhira asked the lord to abdicate and some ministers apologized, no one would feel wrong.

The reason why Matsuhira Dingxin relaxed the monarchs of the former domain was because the riots launched by Maca caused them indirectly helped them and gave them a more adequate reason for declaring war on the Red Moon Fortress.

Secondly, because the war is about to begin, Matsubishi does not want to have more incidents at the moment when the war is about to begin.

As a result, under Matsubaru's mercy, the Matsumae clan's monarchs were only punished extremely lightly, which they could not even think of before they were sent down, and they all cried with joy.

By the way, the captured Maca Nao and others have all been beheaded in front of many ordinary people in Songqian City 3 days ago.

Maca troubled them and had no value in keeping them alive.

The only value they have left is probably to push them out to beheaded, so as to calm the anger of the people.

The perspective returns to the moment—Matsuhira Dingxin is now heading to a place outside of Matsumae City.

At that place, a large army of 800 people was waiting for him.

Matsubishi Dingxin closed the opened window again, closed his eyes, and began to close his eyes to rest.

After half an hour, the sedan chair stopped slowly.

At the same time, Tachibana's voice resounded outside the sedan:

"Old Master, we are here."

As soon as Tachibana's voice fell, Matsuba Matshinbu, who had been closing her eyes and rested, slowly opened her eyes.

"Open the car door."

Tachibana: "Yes!"

The car door was slowly opened.

The light followed the opened sedan door and into the dim sedan, illuminating Dingxin Songping's wrinkled face.

Songping Dingxin walked out of the sedan chair slowly.

Tachibana and the 32 red cavalry who were in charge of personal guards had dismounted at this time and stood respectfully on the sedan chair.

In front of the car door, there were a dozen military commanders all wearing armors.

And standing at the forefront of these generals was a middle-aged veteran with a burly figure and a towering tower.

And this veteran is Inamori.

Seeing Matsuhira Datsunobu came out of the sedan chair, Inamori and the other generals behind him immediately bowed to Matsuhira Datsunobu.

"Old Master Zhong!" Daamori shouted in a full voice, "Gong Ying, come!"

"Inamori." Matsuhira Dingxin put his hands on his back and squeezed a smile, "How are the troops assembled?"

"Ready to go!" Daamori's answer was concise and powerful.

"Take me to see it." Songping Dingxin continued.

"Yes!"

Under the guidance of I Inamori, Matsuba Matsuba came to a hillside not far away.

Standing on the top of the hillside, looking down.

The cold wind swept across the sky, and also swept across the side of the well-known armored soldier under the hillside.

Under the hillside, 800 shogunate soldiers formed a dense phalanx.

Roots of spears emerged from the formation and pierced into the sky, forming a dense forest of spears.

The armor on his body gleamed with cold light under the sky.

The big flag with "Three Leaf Kwai" painted on one side hulled and flicked in the wind.

All of the 800 shogunate soldiers had solemn faces, and the temperature of the air around the army seemed to have dropped a few degrees due to the neat military appearance.

This is a soldier from their shogunate.

This is the soldier who is about to raise his troops to the north to calm the Red Moon Fortress.

Standing on the hillside, Songping Dingxin, who looked down at this army formation, slowly showed a satisfied and confident smile on his face.

The army formation under the hillside is just an army formation of 800 people, only one of their 10,000 troops.

Although their 10,000 armies are still scattered everywhere, without exception, they have begun to gather to the north.

The fastest vanguard force has crossed the northern frontier of the Matsumae clan, in the Ezo territory north of the Matsumae clan.

"Military capacity is purge." Matsudaira said softly, "Good job, Inamori. It seems that choosing you to guard the north and let you be the general of the whole army is indeed the right choice."

"This is not my contribution alone." Inamori, who stood behind Matsuhira Dingxin, said hurriedly, "With the help of the old and middle-aged adults and the full support of the generals under the command, I, Inamori, can also be successful in training."

As a military commander, Inamori is a rough person, not good at speaking in a gentle manner, he can't shoot the kind of euphemistic and high-level flattery.

Listening to Inamori's simple and straightforward flattery, Matsuhira Dingxin smiled faintly.

As a doer, Matsudaira believes that he doesn't really like the flattering of the people under him.

But Inamori is his confidant after all, so Matsudaira did not say much.

Matsubishi Dingxin is in a very good mood now.

Looking at the 800-man army in front of him, he only felt his heart surging now.

In some time, when all the 10,000 troops are assembled, the small army of 800 people will no longer appear in front of him.

It's a veritable army that can spread from one end of the earth to the other end, at a glance!

The heroic surging, the lofty ambition.

"Inamori, let's go!"

Songping Dingxin waved his hand, energetic.

"In the history books, add our page!"

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"Ho...Ho...Ho...Ho..."

Grandfather Jiang leaned against a big tree, panting hard.

He now felt that his chest was about to explode, and his lungs had completely turned into a bottomless pit. No matter how much air he inhaled into his stomach, he just felt that it was not enough.

The throat is very dry, and the mouth is full of the **** smell that is characteristic of running hard.

After his chest became a little more comfortable, grandfather Jiang took off a bamboo tube with drinking water hanging around his waist, and poured the drinking water from the tube into his throat, which was so dry that it seemed to be cracking.

With clear water entering his throat, Grandfather Jiang only felt that not only his throat, but his soul was moisturized.

With his current level of thirst, he can completely drink the water in the bamboo tube all at once.

In the depths of grandfather Jiang's mind, a villain named "Desire" kept telling his grandfather Jiang: Drink it quickly, drink it happily.

Although the words of this villain are full of temptation.

But reason finally defeated desire.

After drinking only half of the water in the bamboo tube, grandfather Jiang resisted the desire to drink again, put down the bamboo tube in his hand, covered the lid, and hung it back on his waist.

The current environment does not allow Grandfather Jiang to drink water to his heart's content.

He is now in a completely unfamiliar environment, where and where there is drinking fresh water—he has no idea.

So every drop of water is very precious, you can drink it without drinking it.

The reason why Grandfather Jiang is sweating profusely leaning against a big tree until his lungs are almost falling out of his throat is all because—he just met a bear by chance.

Just about half an hour ago, Grandfather Jiang found a lot of mushrooms beside the root of a big tree.

Grandfather Jiang also recognized all these mushrooms. They are all edible mushrooms.

He happily ran to pick mushrooms.

However, when he picked it up, he suddenly heard the strange sound of snow treading from his side.

He followed the sound and turned his head to look—not far from him, a big brown bear was standing upright, with two forelimbs leaning on a huge boulder, and protruding his upper body from behind the stone, slopping in black. His small eyes looked at him.

If an experienced hunter is present, he will never move after encountering a bear.

However—Grandfather Jiang was not an experienced hunter.

Grandfather Jiang, who was taken aback, screamed, and then drew out his saber.

The bear who was watching not far away was surprised by Grandfather Jiang’s screams or by the knife in his hand. In short, the bear uttered a roar at Grandfather Jiang.

Then he rushed towards grandfather Jiang like a lei.

The mediocre grandfather Jiang Na might be the bear's opponent.

Grandfather Jiang didn't even have time to get a knife, so he was thrown down by the bear.

When he was thrown down, the knife in his hand also fell aside.

The bear opened his mouth wide, and his sharp teeth were aimed at his grandfather Jiang's head. Grandfather Jiang could smell the stench in the bear's mouth.

Probably because of the desire to survive at this time, grandfather Jiang suddenly remembered-when he was panning for gold with his companions, a gold panning companion who had been a hunter once told him how to save himself after being thrown down by a bear.

The self-rescue method that the hunter friend said is very simple-smash your arm into the bear's mouth, block its throat, and it is best to grab its tongue and pull it back and forth.

According to this hunter friend-once the bear is blocked in the throat, it will be very uncomfortable. The body will not exert any strength. Not only will it bite your arm continuously, but it will also run away because it finds that the human is not easy to mess with.

(Author's note: This method of self-help is not the author's blind break, but a true and reliable method of self-help. Please see the end of the chapter for details)

Ever since this hunter friend heard about this method of self-rescue after being thrown by a bear, grandfather Jiang has always doubted whether this method is true and reliable.

After all, smashing the arm into the bear’s mouth—it feels quite dangerous no matter how you think about it...

However, at this moment, there is no room left for grandfather Jiang to think otherwise.

If he doesn't do something quickly, his head will be bitten off by the big brown bear pressing on him.

So grandfather Jiang gritted his teeth and asked all the gods and Buddhas he could ask for. After praying that the self-rescue method that the hunter friend said was really useful, he clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it straight into the bear. It was in the big mouth of the blood bowl that was biting toward grandfather Jiang's head.

The wonderful warm touch envelops the whole right arm of grandfather Jiang.

After smashing his right arm into the big mouth of the bear's blood basin, grandfather Jiang felt a soft thing—the bear's tongue.

After touching the bear's tongue, grandfather Jiang immediately grasped the tongue as the hunter friend told him, and then pulled it back and forth forcefully.

"Woo...!"

The throat was blocked by the big thick arms, the tongue was caught and the bear screamed in pain.

One person and one bear struggled on the snow for a long time before finally distinguishing the outcome-Xiong jumped off his grandfather Jiang.

Seeing that the bear seemed to want to leave, grandfather Jiang also let go of the bear's tongue and retracted his arm from the bear's mouth.

After his throat and tongue were free, the bear immediately fled.

After the bear escaped, grandfather Jiang couldn't care about wiping the bear's saliva on his right arm, and fled in the opposite direction of the bear.

After running until the bear was about to explode and his legs began to tremble, grandfather Jiang finally stopped.

Thus, the scene where grandfather Jiang is leaning against a big tree to breathe.

Although I have drunk nearly half of the water in the bamboo tube, my grandfather Jiang is still very thirsty.

But he dared not drink more.

-damn it…

Grandfather Jiang cursed in his heart.

He cursed wildly in his heart that a bunch of Ezos suddenly appeared a few days ago.

The reason why he has fallen to this day is thanks to Ezo, who suddenly appeared a few days ago.

Before, grandfather Jiang was still a member of the gold rush led by Undying Chuan.

However, just a few days ago, when their team was resting in a forest, a group of Ezos suddenly came out from all directions.

All the Ezos wore bright red costumes.

If it is an ordinary Ezo, it's fine, but what is terrible-these Ezos have muskets in their hands.

After they shot out from all directions, gunshots broke out immediately. Only one of them faced each other, and many of his grandfather Jiang's companions were thrown under the gun.

Grandfather Jiang and the others were attacked by surprise, and their numbers were far fewer than each other.

So the battle ended right from the beginning.

Grandfather Jiang and the others were beaten out of their ranks.

For the experience of this attack, grandfather Jiang doesn't actually have much memory.

He just remembered that he kept running away, running away, running away... and running away desperately.

The last time I ran away so desperately was when I went to the castle tower of Nijo Castle in Kyoto last summer, and found that Ogata Ishi was a monster at all, and then fled Nijo Castle in a hurry.

And grandfather Jiang's luck was really good-he even managed to escape the encirclement and suppression of the Ezo, and also escaped the hunt.

Red clothes and muskets—two characteristics of Ezo living in the Red Moon Fortress.

The one who attacked them was undoubtedly the Ezo at the Red Moon Fortress.

Before being attacked, his grandfather Jiang had just discussed the Ezo at the Red Moon Fortress with his leader, Bu Shi Chuan.

Before the gang of Ezos in the Red Moon Fortress came, the leader of Fushichuan told him with a certain tone: It is not so easy to encounter the Ezos of the Red Moon Fortress in the wild...

When I think of the leader of Undying Chuan, my grandfather Jiang feels very sad.

At the time of the attack, he only took care of his grandfather Jiang, who was running away, and didn't have the energy to see if the leader of Chuan Chuan and other companions had escaped smoothly.

And now that he successfully escaped, he doesn't have the ability to find other people, because he is also unable to protect himself now.

Although he successfully escaped the attack of the Ezos in the Red Moon Fortress, his grandfather Jiang escaped to a place he didn't even know because of the hurried escape.

I don't have a map, I don't know where I am, I don't know where to go and have water to drink-in short, I'm lost.

Lost in such a wild forest-this is a very terrible thing.

These days, grandfather Jiang has been trying to get rid of the predicament of getting lost, trying to return to a familiar place, or return to the Matsumae clan.

Grandfather Jiang didn't have much knowledge of survival in the wild.

He will only recognize the direction based on the position of the sun.

All he can now is all the way south.

If you head south, if you are lucky, you might be able to return to the Matsumae clan smoothly.

Grandfather Jiang leaned against the big tree, took a short rest, and confirmed that his body, which was exhausted from avoiding the brown bear just now, had recovered a little, and then whispered to himself: "Okay... let's go...!"

Grandfather Jiang stood upright and walked slowly toward the south after seeing where the south was from the sun.

He wants to live.

He didn't want to die so soon.

Grandfather Jiang raised his hand and wiped a cloth bag in his arms.

This cloth bag contains the gold sand that has been saved after following the undead river for gold panning during this period of time.

When escaping from the guns and bows of the Ezos in the Red Moon Fortress, grandfather Jiang threw away everything he could throw away in order to run faster.

Only this bag of gold sand has not been thrown away.

He wants to live.

Go back to the Heren society alive.

Use this bag of gold sand in exchange for a new life.

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After a period of time—

A few days ago, Ogata didn't count the days.

Did not remember that now is the first few days of departure to the Red Moon Fortress.

Every day just follow the team slowly forward, forward, forward...

The weather today is not so good.

The thick clouds separate the sky from the earth, and it feels like snow may fall at any time.

The weather today is terrible.

But what happened today is a good thing.

Just now, when Ogata was walking side by side with Amachi Rakuma as usual, Aizan rushed toward them both with excitement.

While running towards Ogata and the others, they shouted excitedly:

"Mashima, Acho! We are here! Heyzhe can already be seen!"

Ogata raised his eyebrows: "Is Heye Tetsu ahead?"

Aizan nodded vigorously.

Ogata reined his horse and drove the radish under his crotch to stop.

Then Ogata pulled his feet out of the stirrups, stood on the saddle, took out the binoculars he had won from Vasily, and looked forward.

Through the lens of the binoculars, Ogata saw—just in front of them, there was a row of majestic wooden walls.

Ogata only saw one side of the wall.

But the size and height made Ogata utter a low exclamation the moment he saw this wall.

"Is it finally here...Red Moon Fortress..."

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The author has been studying the book "What should I do when I meet a bear?" "Now that the author has a lot of knowledge about bears, he can call himself "Dr. Bear".

The hardest thing I learned from this book is the way to save yourself after being pushed down by a bear.

And the self-rescue method used by grandfather Jiang in this chapter, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is the method mentioned in this book.

This book is a popular science book compiled by a **** hunter who hunted dozens of bears in Hokkaido.

According to the **** hunter-he once had a companion who was also a hunter accidentally missed his hand while hunting a bear and was overthrown by the bear.

At that time, the bear was just opening his mouth to bite, so he clenched his hand into a fist, slammed his arm into the bear’s mouth, grabbed the bear’s tongue and pulled it back and forth. The bear was blocked by his throat. It was too uncomfortable, so he Just ran away.

People are afraid of bears, and bears are also afraid of people. In the bear's world view, humans are terrible animals (except those bears that have eaten human flesh), so as long as humans resist fiercely, bears are often frightened and run away.

If the bear's throat is blocked, he won't be able to exert much strength, so there is no need to worry about his arm being bitten off.

The hard-core hunter also thoughtfully reminded in the book: When you put your arm in the bear’s mouth, it’s best to put the whole arm in. It’s best to grab the bear’s tongue and pull it back and forth, as long as you will survive. Strong enough, this kind of thing is not difficult to do.

Of course—this method is limited to bears that have never eaten human flesh.