Reincarnator Sanboshi's Struggle – Called the Grandson of the Demon King-

June 1999 Shigeya Niigata, Tensho

A broken armor. A love sword with a broken sword from the middle.The bloody razor is dyed black and solidified as early as possible.The ripped right arm doesn't feel anything anymore.

When you go to the shade to avoid being found by enemy soldiers, you reach down on one knee and try to stop the bleeding in your right arm with a cloth while using your mouth.Is your vision shaking from the fatigue of repeated battles, or is it because you have bled too much again?

While distorting his face to the intense smell that irritated his nose, he silently tied his right arm with a cloth.

I finally finished stopping the bleeding and couldn't get up and put my weight on my knees.I can't move as easily as I think.But this is the battlefield. We don't know where the enemy soldiers are coming from.We cannot afford to show any more deadly gaps.

Eat your teeth and pull out your sword to get your center of gravity right.Hold your body with a knife pierced into the ground and look around.

Hell was spreading there.

"Nh... that's... that's it..."

A man who stabs an enemy soldier with a broken sword in one hand and falls down again and again.A stripper of an ally who is immobilized.Those who perish on top of one another, as they shelter their companions.A man who cuts off enemy soldiers while screaming.He who waves his spear like mad, laughing.

--Not really... that's creepy.

I wonder if there has ever been such a tragedy.An inch away, there are strong signs of death, and numerous screams and despair overlap.There is no human dignity, and the mad repeat senseless killings.

There are no samurai or people there.I don't know what I'm waving my weapon for.Even if an ally dies in front of him, he doesn't look at anything.

Even I have experienced a lot of battlefields, and I feel nauseous when I see the sight in front of me.Everyone here is not sane at the earliest.... no, I guess I couldn't stand it while I was sane.

The end of the madman himself is not hard to imagine.

The engraved moment and the sun set over the mountain.The sunset from the mountains stains the earth bright red.Is the colour due to the setting sun, or is it due to the blood flowing on the battlefield?

Hell Picture.

I can only think of words to describe this situation.

The Uesugi army was fought in the early morning when the sun was still rising.From there, the Yu Nang army attacked before noon.Since then, I've been fighting for a long time.I keep bleeding forever and ever.

What will you gain at the end of this battle?How much precious things must we lose?

The sky that looked up unexpectedly was so abominable.

Time goes back about an hour.

Fighting the Uesugi army. The arrival of the famous army.A mess of three. Repeated unexpected events change the situation rapidly, instantly identifying the situation and issuing optimal instructions.

But for a moment... two moments and time flowed, and after constant choices, the sense of time flowing gradually faded, and the thoughts became dull.

Of course. People can't stay focused for so long.Not to mention the impossibility of keeping the best of all choices within the limits of a single villain's direct death.Sooner or later, it was easy to imagine a bad move.

Yes... I made a mistake.

Worst case scenario.

A famous soldier approaching from the left.The number is two. We don't have any friends who can rush us because of the situation around us.If that's the case, it's best to break the center of gravity on one side!

New Kandaaaaaa!!

A famous samurai stormed the sky while holding a sword.Your eyes are full of killing intent to make sure you don't kill me, and you can't help but shake the spear's hand.

"Nnnh!!!"

I swallowed my teeth and shook my spear before I could wipe out the famous soldier.The spear struck the famous soldier on the left with a roar.Feeling the dull feeling that echoed immediately afterwards, the neighboring famous soldiers blew up.

Ghaaa!?

A spear stood in the shape of a famous soldier blowing away in the mud.

But I was afraid this place was in the middle of a mess.Apart from the famous soldiers in front of us, there are many soldiers in this battlefield.

"Brother-in-law, up!"

At the same time as I heard Kagugoro's chopped feathers screaming, I ran into severe pain in my right arm.

"Haaaaaaaaaaa!!?"

The sword penetrates the arm horizontally to sew the gap between the knives.As you scream, your sword twists inside your arm.

"Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!?"

Pain I have never experienced before.The sight swayed regularly for minutes and fell to the ground.I can't even tolerate passing out so much pain. I chew my lips up.There, a middle-aged man with a creepy smile shook a sword with a spilled blade.

--Ahh... that's it for now.

Close your eyes slowly at the end of your understanding.As soon as possible, there is no way to save my life.If so, it would be unusual to scratch your feet.

I can't do this anymore.

The Xi Nang army scrambles the battlefield vertically and horizontally, and the Shin-Kanda army is followed by a response.The Uesugi army will surely attack that gap.

The difference in strength leans steadily around the rear.A thousand and two hundred fellow men reduced the number by a thousand... eight hundred... five hundred...I don't know exactly who's surviving anymore.

As a result, the Shin-Kanda army, which was sandwiched by the Uesugi army, was crushed by its simple difference in strength.

Before you close your eyes, the last sight clearly passes through your brain.The path of light that I saw at that time... the path of victory that I saw in my eyes was completely cut off.

I should have been cut off...

A tremendous wind chirp sounds, and immediately thereafter blood dances through the universe.When I thought I heard a low roar, I heard a cough like vomiting blood.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.Warm liquid stains your face and slowly drips down to your mouth.

It was blood.

Wipe your mouth with your hands and open your eyes to confirm.The right hand dyed bright red with fresh blood showed that this was not an illusion.

No pain. I wasn't cut.

Then who...

Raise your face slowly.

There was a back that protected me with its hands open.

"... Gutsu... Goro?"