I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

The author is now in a state of crying with a headache.

The author Jun did not have any pigeons yesterday. It's like this—

Yesterday, it was set to broadcast at 23:30.

After the time was set, the author went to bed.

As a result, just after waking up, I opened the writer's stand, but saw a bunch of book friends asking about today’s update...

Then the author took a closer look—I accidentally set the scheduled broadcast at 23:30 on August 17th to 23:30 on August 18th...

Leopard has a headache and cries!

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"Where are Mr. Majima and Ms. Amachi..." Ashley, who was sitting cross-legged in the hunting lodge, looked out of the hunting lodge from time to time.

When she just went out hunting with Aizan, although there was a sudden heavy snowfall in the middle of the journey, overall, she still had a good harvest. Statistics hunted 2 fat rabbits and a squirrel.

However-after the two of them returned to the hunting lodge with their prey happily, they were surprised to find that there was no one in the hunting lodge, whether Ogata or Amachi, now there is no sign.

At first, Aizan thought that Ogata and Amachi might have gone out to fetch water. So let Ahili follow him in the hunting lodge and wait for the two of Ogata to come back.

But the two waited and waited, the sky was only covered with a thin black gauze, and they waited until the sky was so dark that it was impossible to see things on the ground without torches. They did not give Ogata and Amachi to them. Wait to come back.

This made Aizan and Ahili couldn't help but worry.

"Mr. Ayzan." Ahili retracted his gaze from the hunting lodge and suggested to Ayzan, "Should we go out and look for them?"

Aizan pressed her lips tightly, cast her gaze outside the hunting lodge, and remained silent.

After a moment of silence, Aizan said slowly:

"...Wait a little longer. If Mr. Majima and Miss Amachi have not returned, we will...Ah! I saw them! They are back!"

Only half of Ayzan's words were spoken, and the second half of his words became a shout of joy.

Because he saw—outside the hunting lodge, a figure was slowly emerging from the wind and snow.

Although it was dark and covered by wind and snow, Aizan could still recognize it—this was Ogata's figure.

Aizan got out of the hunting lodge and greeted Ogata, who had finally returned.

"Mr. Mashima! You are finally back... eh? Mr. Majima, your face...?"

Aizan looked at Ogata in front of him in shock.

The figure is still that figure.

The saber is still the same.

But Ogata's face is completely different from the face in Aizan's impression.

How has Majima Goro's appearance changed? —This question filled Aizan's mind.

But soon, two new questions emerged from Aizan's mind-"What happened to Miss Ading?" and "Who is behind Mr. Mashima?"

After discovering that "Mashima Goro"'s face had changed unexpectedly, Aizan immediately found a person behind Ogata's back.

After taking a closer look, Ayzan was surprised to find that this person is Ading!

Ah Ting's current appearance is quite terrible no matter how you look at it.

The position of the left collarbone seemed to have been seriously injured, and almost all the clothes on the left half of his body were stained red with blood.

A Kazuto whom Aizan didn't know followed Ogata step by step.

This Kazuto wore a mighty battle armor, buried his head low, his body trembled slightly, and his face was full of fear.

While Aizan was still immersed in the emotion of "shock", Ogata spoke at this moment:

"Ayzan, what happened, I will explain to you slowly later."

"Can I trouble you to prepare some clean water now? The more water, the better."

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First Army Camp —

The snow keeps falling.

After dealing with a bunch of trivial military affairs in the coach's big tent, Sheng Tianmu held the saber around his waist, lifted the curtain of the tent, and breathed the cold and fresh air outside the camp tent.

There is almost no entertainment in the barracks, no alcohol, no women, no singing and dancing. The only way he can relax now is to look at the surrounding snow scenes and breathe in the fresh air.

The weather tonight is not so good. Since the evening, it has been blowing and snowing, and the snow has not stopped until now.

Sheng Tianmu didn't use an umbrella or put on a hat, so he exposed his body to the wind and snow, letting snowflakes fall on his armor, and his scalp that was bare because of the moon head.

The Shengtianmu, standing outside the camp, looked at the mountains in the distance.

The mountains in the distance were dark under the cover of night, like a dormant behemoth.

"This snow is really annoying..." Sheng Tianmu muttered, raising his right palm and catching a few pieces of snowflakes.

The most annoying thing about Sheng Tianmu now is snowy days. Once it snows, it will have a great impact on the various actions of the army.

I secretly prayed in my heart, praying: After the weather will be clearer, Shengtianmu turned around and prepared to return to his camp.

But at this moment-a general eagerly rushed towards Shengtianmu with a full face.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Tianmu knew that there should be something important to report, so he frowned slightly, stood where he was, and waited for the general to come over.

"Sheng...ha...shengtianmu...ha...sir." Before and after rushing to the shengtianmu body, the attendant was extremely turbulent in his breathing due to running too fast and too hard, and he couldn't catch his breath.

But even so, the attendant still endured the turbulent breathing, and tried to say a sentence that made Shengtianmu's eyes directly rounded:

"Master...ha...returned...he...was very badly injured...ha...the chest...was hit by an iron cannon...!"

As soon as the voice of the attendant fell, Sheng Tianmu felt that his head had been hit hard by some sledgehammer.

But after all, he is a general who is used to seeing wind and waves. He quickly stabilized his mind and asked in a deep voice:

"Where is he now?"

The general, whose breathing has become a little smoother, can already finish the sentence more smoothly: "The Supreme Master is now...ha... is receiving treatment at the military doctor. The treatment should have begun now."

"Take me over."

"Yes!"

The General Attendant led Sheng Tianmu straight to a corner of the camp, and led Sheng Tianmu to an unremarkable camp tent. After lifting the curtain of the camp tent, Sheng Tianmu saw his nephew who was now lying on a wooden board.

The clothes on the top of the upper body have now been completely stripped, revealing a strong and **** upper body.

There was a conspicuous blood hole in his chest, and blood constantly came out from the blood hole, and most of his upper body was stained red, making Sheng Tianmu only shocking.

Several people dressed as military doctors gathered around the top, giving treatment to the top.

"How is he?" Sheng Tianmu asked the oldest military doctor.

Even though he tried to conceal it, a bit of anxiety emerged from the depths of the pupils of the Tiantianmen's eyes.

"The uppermost adult was hit by an iron cannon in the chest and is now in a coma." The military doctor said, "His armor blocked the projectiles, so the wound was not very deep and did not hurt the internal organs."

"But—even if the wound is not deep, there is a possibility of being poisoned by lead poison."

"So whether the Supreme Master can survive... it depends on his luck..."

Sheng Tianmu's already ugly face has become even more ugly now, his face is so dark that it is not illuminated even if it is illuminated by candlelight.

The bullets of the muskets of this era are lead bullets made of lead.

Many people who were struck by lead bombs were not killed by the "lead poisoning".

The level of medical skills in this era is far from being able to treat "lead poisoning".

So if you get "lead poisoning", you are basically bound to die.

Looking at the top, who is currently in a coma and still undecided about his life and death, Shengtianmu took several deep breaths, and after barely controlling his emotions, he turned his head and cut his stern gaze to the maid who was responsible for leading him just now. .

"How many soldiers followed him back to the camp?"

"There are 7 people in total." The attendant replied.

"Bring them all to the coach's camp." Sheng Tianmu said in an unquestionable tone.

"Yes!"

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The hunting lodge where Ogata and the others live—

Since Ogata carried Amachi back, Aizan's feet and hands have not stopped.

He kept going back and forth between the hunting lodge and the river where Ading had just fetched water, fetching clean water, and then boiled it with fire.

Ayzan is responsible for fetching water, and Yaheli is responsible for laying hands on Ogata, helping Ogata to illuminate, and helping to wipe off the sweat from Ogata's face and the blood from Amachi's body.

As for Ogata, he is treating Amachi with the assistance of Ashley.

From the time of the Edo period to the present, Ogata has suffered numerous injuries and injuries. Frequent injuries and treatments have allowed Ogata to unknowingly master some simple wound treatment methods and his knowledge of medicines. Know which medicines are specifically used to reduce inflammation, and know which medicines are specifically used to treat sword wounds.

There are 2 wounds in Ah Ding, and these 2 wounds are concentrated on the position of her left collarbone.

One wound was a cut wound, and the other wound was a stab wound on the trunk of the tree.

It's a blessing in misfortune—Neither of these two injuries hit the mark, and the wounds were not particularly deep. Such injuries can be treated even by a person like Ogata who only knows a little about medical skills.

Last year, when leaving Edo and heading north to Ezo Land, Ogata and Amachi spent a lot of money to purchase a large number of practical medicines, and then carry them with them all the time.

At this moment, these medicines purchased just in case finally came in handy.

The treatment for Ah Ding lasted from around 6 o'clock in the evening until nearly 8 o'clock.

After wrapping Amachi's wound with hemostatic burlap and tying a beautiful knot, Ashiri stayed next to Ogata to lay hands with Ogata, anxiously, and said to Ogata in an impatient tone:

"Is the treatment over? (Ainu

In the current environment, even if he didn't understand Ainu, Ogata could guess what Ahili was saying.

"Yeah." Ogata nodded, "The treatment is over."

After that, Ogata raised his right hand and touched Amachi's forehead—it was slightly hot.

Feeling the temperature passed to his palm, Ogata's expression did not change—just his left hand, which was naturally placed on his leg, slowly clenched.

After putting away his right hand to test Amachi's body temperature, Ogata looked down at Amachi, whose eyes were still closed.

The rosy cheeks that were always full of vitality are now pale enough to be photographed.

His upper body was covered with linen for hemostasis, which looked like an ancient Egyptian mummy.

Through Ah Ding, her exposed skin was still sweating outwards.

Ah Ding, who was smiling at him hours ago, is now **** with sackcloth and unconscious.

Ogata couldn't help but raised his hand and gently held Amachi's little cold hand.

The blizzard outside the hut was blowing "huhuhu".

Looking at Amachi who was unconscious in front of him, Ogata suddenly felt that the scene in front of him seemed to be changing.

The hunting lodge in front of me turned into the Sakura Sword Museum that night a year and a half ago...

Ah Ding in front of him turned into the dead body that he saw that night...

The sound of the wind and snow coming into Ogata’s ears from outside the hunting lodge has also turned into words that lie deep in Ogata’s mind, but still lingering in his ears...

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"Wait for Huang Quan...I don't know what kind of expression I should use to face everyone..."

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"Ogata-kun... are you there? I already... can't see anything..."

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"Ogata-kun... Are you holding me...? Thank you..."

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"Mr. Mashima! How is Ms. Amachi?" At this moment, Aizan's voice suddenly reached Ogata's ears, and these words like auditory hallucinations suddenly disappeared.

Aizan knew that he was not very convenient to enter, so he stayed outside and asked Ogata about Amachi's current situation through the hunting lodge.

"The treatment is over." Ogata took off his Haori and put it on Amachi. "The treatment went well. Amachi is still in a stable condition."

"Really...that's good...that-Mr. Mashima, what should this guy do?" Ayzan turned to look at the armored man who had been sitting obediently near the hunting lodge since just now, letting the wind and snow blow on him. And people.

This Kazuto in armor was Sakaguchi who was captured by Ogata.

When Ogata entered the hunting lodge for treatment in Beamachi, he only gave an order to Sakaguchi-"Sit down."

Sakaguchi, who had regarded Ogata as the incarnation of a ghost and god, was now obedient to Ogata, sitting obediently on the ground not far from the hunting lodge, letting the wind and snow blow on him, and dared not move.

"...I will deal with this person right away."

call-!

The sound of wind and snow outside the house further strengthened, as if countless ghosts and demons were wailing and moaning there.

After answering Ayzan's question in a calm tone, Ogata turned his gaze back to Amachi's face.

Looking at Ah Ding's pale face, Ou was expressionless.

In the cabin, only Ogata's breathing and the sound of the oil lamp burning fish oil.

Ahili inside the house wringed his fingers uncomfortably, while Ayizan outside the house was the same as Ahili. He didn't know what to do now, what to say...

The two of them now have countless questions they want to ask Ogata.

What happened to the two of them? Why is Miss Ading hurt like this? Why did "Mr. Mashima" suddenly change his appearance...

The silent and heavy atmosphere in the cabin made them unable to ask questions even though they had countless questions in their hearts.

After a while, the sorely quiet atmosphere of the cabin was finally broken.

And the one who broke this atmosphere is still Ogata.

Ogata suddenly said nonchalantly:

"Hey, you said before-your camp is only 2 miles away (about 7.848 kilometers in modern times), right?"

Outside the house, Sakaguchi shook a few times when he heard Ogata's words.

Knowing that Ogata was asking him, he nodded hurriedly and said:

"Yes, it is!"

Just now, when he took Sakaguchi to the captives and took Amachi back to the hunting lodge, Ogata asked many things from Sakaguchi.

For example-the name of the person who caused Amachi to become the current tragic situation is Mikami Yoshihisa, a member of the "Senshu Seven Guns" who is no stranger to Ogata.

Another example—their camp is not far from here...

"...Mr. Ayzan. Please stay here and take good care of Ading."

Ogata grabbed Oshaten who was placed on the right side of his body.

"Hey? Mr. Mashima, where are you going?"

"I'll get something." Ogata said lightly, "I will be back at noon tomorrow at the latest."

"Get something?" Aizan was puzzled.

Ogata didn't say more.

Silently carrying the knife, drilled outside the hunting lodge.

But at this moment-Ogata suddenly felt that the sleeve of his left arm was being pulled by something.

Ogata was taken aback, then quickly turned his head around-it was Amachi who was holding his sleeve.

With his eyes half open, Amachi looked sideways at Ogata. Although his body had no strength, he still held onto Ogata's sleeves stubbornly.

"Amachi." Ogata leaned over and touched Amachi's forehead. "How are you feeling now? Is there anything uncomfortable? Will the linen be tied too tightly?"

"Um..." Ah Ding squeezed a smile, "It's okay..."

"That's good..." Ogata raised his hand to wrap Amachi's little hand that was pulling his sleeve. "You should take a good rest now. If you feel uncomfortable, talk to Aizan and Ahili. I will do something and will be back soon."

Ogata wanted to let Amachi loose her little hand that was holding his sleeve.

But I didn't expect it—Amachi seemed to be competing with Ogata. When Ogata used his strength, Amachi used his strength, but he didn't want to loosen Ogata's sleeves.

"...It's amazing..." Ah Ding said slowly in her weak voice, "I just...when I heard you said to take something... I quickly guessed what you were going to do..."

"Look... I'm still alive and well..."

Ah Ding tried again to squeeze a smile.

"Anyway, that guy... didn't succeed in killing me or doing anything excessive to me... Let's forget about it..."

"...The reason why you haven't been killed and how you haven't been, isn't that guy's mercy." Ogata said lightly, "because I came in time."

"If I didn't arrive in time, you would have been taken by that guy to some place now."

"...Don't do stupid things..." Hearing Ogata's words, Amachi tightened her lips, and the little hand that was holding Ogata's sleeve tightened tighter. "Their camp...at least There are 3,000 people...Do you want to break into this kind of Longtan Tiger's Lair alone..."

"Do you think you are Sanada Yukimura... able to defeat the two large formations of the shogunate, all the way to the main formation..."

"Somehow Yukimura Sanada still has many subordinates... what do you have?"

"...I have thousands of troops." Ogata, who had been expressionless since just now, finally smiled when facing Amachi.

"Where are the thousands of troops...?"

Ogata slapped Da Shiten in his hands to the ground, and then patted Da Ziyou on his left waist.

"Don't make such a not-so-funny joke..." Amachi seemed to be amused by Ogata's lie, a look of helplessness appeared on his face.

"Stop talking." Ogata wiped the sweat on Amachi's face with another sleeve that was not caught by Amachi. "You should be tired now, too? Go to sleep."

As Ogata said-Amachi, who has just finished the treatment, is indeed very tired now, and he can hardly even open his eyes.

But even though he was very tired, Amachi still worked hard to hold onto Ogata's sleeves.

"Don't... put yourself in danger..." Although Ah Ding's words were weak, his tone was firm.

After exhausting his last strength, Amachi loosened his hand, let go of Ogata's sleeves, and fell asleep again.

Ogata gently moved Amachi's little hand that was holding him back under the Haori covering her body, and spoke to Aizan outside the house in a non-salty and not indifferent tone:

"Mr. Aizan, Ah Ding will ask you and Ahili for now."

After speaking, Ogata took the knife and got out of the hunting lodge.

Ogata walked straight to the turnip that was tied to a big tree next to the hunting lodge by the rein, and took his snow-proof hat from the saddle of the turnip.

Ogata has been using this hat since it was still in the Ou area. Because it has not been used for a long time, it is still brand new.

Putting the hat wide enough to cover half of his face, Aizan on the side asked Ogata cautiously:

"Mr. Mashima... will you... be back?"

Aizan didn't know why he would ask such a question.

After seeing Ogata's expressionless appearance of Dai Kasa holding the sword, he couldn't help but ask this question awkwardly.

"Of course." Ogata turned his head and smiled at Aizan, "Remember to cook my lunch at noon tomorrow."

"I will be back before lunch."

After all, Ogata, who wears a hat on his head, two swords on his waist, and only a thin kimono, untied the rein of the turnip.

"Come with me. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Ogata looked at Sakaguchi, who had been kneeling on the snow not far away.

Hearing Ogata's command, Sakaguchi immediately rolled to Ogata's side like a conditioned reflex.

Ogata turned over and sat on the back of Turnip's horse, with Sakaguchi sitting behind him, and then rode the horse straight south.

Aizan stared blankly at Ogata's departed back. After Ogata's figure disappeared into the night, he heard a very flat tone from the wind and snow:

"Sanada Qiangli, my sword is not bad."

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The author wanted to make the catalog of this book look neater and more beautiful, so the day before yesterday, all those leave notes and so on were deleted.

But after deleting it, I found out that the "Nami stills of "One Piece" stage play" that was sent a few days ago was accidentally deleted...

I will reissue it later... (PS: The upper body of the actress in the stage play Nami is really top-notch!)