Civilization Guardian Front

Frightened and angry, an Oda family ashigaru found Lin Tongyu hiding in an inconspicuous place, and naturally noticed the special style of his armor.

"The traitor general is here!" Oda's ashigaru yelled and rushed towards Lin Tonggu, wanting to get the general's head.

Lin Tongju snorted, knowing that he could no longer hide, he stood up, his sturdy body made even more mighty by the large armor.

"The enemy will die!" Ashgaru shot out.

"It's up to you!" The opponent's attack was full of flaws in Lin Tongju's eyes. He swung the spear horizontally, held the spear that was stabbing at his chest, and took a step forward, spinning and stabbing the blade.

"Oh..." The spear pierced Ashgaru's chest, but the Ashgaru from Furuno City was still alive.

He firmly grasped the barrel of the gun in front of his chest with both hands, and let out a roar before the remaining flames of life dissipated:

"The bastard who betrayed Her Majesty the Princess, die!"

This shout attracted the attention of all the surrounding Oda soldiers.

(Not good, we must flee here immediately!) Lin Tongju tried hard to draw out the spear, but the dead soldier seemed to have obsession left, even though the whole body was being dragged, he still clung to the gun.

With no time to fight with a corpse, Lin Tongju had no choice but to give up his spear, drew his knife from his waist, and ran towards a place where there were few crowds.

"He is the chief general, kill him!"

"Surround him!"

However, now it is impossible to escape in a low-key manner. The identity of the general is very attractive to the enemy. The Oda army is like a hungry wolf that smells blood, calling for friends and companions to kill Lin Tongju.

(Do I want to die here for no reason?)

After chopping down several Ashgaru who stood in the way one after another, only to find that the enemies around him continued unabated, Lin Tongju couldn't help but lose all hope.

"Protect Hayashi Misaku-sama!"

A familiar voice from young warriors came, and Lin Tongju turned around quickly, only to see Ashgaru General Kakuda Shingo rushing with more than ten ashigaru, fighting with the Oda army who surrounded Lin Tongju .

"Kakuda..."

"My lord, let's go!" Swinging the knife and parrying two Sanjian guns, Kakuda Shingo yelled without looking back.

The armor on his body was stained with a lot of blood, half of his right ear was cut off by a knife, and the wound was still bleeding.However, at this moment, on that young face who is only 20 years old, there is only the determination to put aside life and death.

"I Kakuda Shingo will risk my life to fend off the pursuers!"

"..." Without talking nonsense, Lin Tonggu ran away with all his strength under the cover of Kakuda Shingo and others.

He buried his head and rushed all the way to the woods [-] paces outside the camp, when suddenly, an unwilling howl came from behind, making him pause in his steps.

Lin Tongju heard it clearly, it was the voice of the young warrior who died for him...

"Kakuda, I won't let you die in peace..." Lin Tongju growled with red eyes as he pressed his fingers so hard that he almost crushed the handle of the knife in his hand:

"Find out the informer who betrayed Nobukatsu-sama and us, and use his head to comfort your soul!"

Testimonials

I received a notice from the editor last Thursday, suggesting that I put it on the shelf. At that time, I took a look at the collection, and it was less than a thousand...Why is it going to be put on the shelf?

Thinking about it carefully, it has been more than one and a half months since I started writing the book in early February.During the New Year period, the upload was waiting for review, which happened to be during the holiday period. At that time, I was terrified of waiting, thinking that my book would not even pass the review.

The fact is, of course, that I thought too much. After passing the review, the editor-in-chief Nanxi’s famous name came out, and I was really happy. In the past, sister Nanxi, who was only heard of her name but not her name, unexpectedly became my editor-in-chief. , I'm really curious how strong it is to kill a cow with one punch...

Let’s talk about collections. This book currently has more than 100 collections. With my unpopular subject matter, unattractive title, the cover of the heroine of the non-fiction series, and those who don’t offer rewards... My personal feeling is that fine.

For this reason, I would like to thank every friend who is willing to collect and support this book, as well as three people: Nanxi, Gonggong, and Crystal.

A newcomer like me always has endless questions, but fortunately, sister Nanxi is willing to answer me tirelessly, and every time she replies to the message, she also recommends me three times before she puts it on the shelves, which is not at all what I imagined cold blooded.It can be seen that the rumors are just rumors after all, such as pigeon soup, beating a cow to death with one punch, locking the author in the basement... are all unfounded.What's more, after hearing Sister Nanxi's voice, it is natural to know that she is a kind and lovely sister.

The father-in-law and Crystal are the two authors who I subscribed most frequently when I was reading books in Shuke.At the beginning, I was also in the mood of breaking the pot and begging them to push it. I didn't expect the two to agree very readily. At that time, I was so moved that tears dripped on the keyboard.

Without the help of the three of them, it's really mysterious whether I can add more than a thousand collections.

Many books are put on the shelves and die. I once heard an author who received 88 books say that after he was put on the shelves, the highest average subscription was only [-] subscriptions.Five thousand collections... When I looked at my collection, a sense of tragedy and solemnity rushed into my heart.

But one cannot deceive oneself, can one?If you don't put it on the shelves, you will never know whether the book you wrote has any value in the eyes of readers.Thinking about it this way, I bravely clicked the button of "apply for listing".

I know that many new writers with similar or even fewer words than me have collections of [-] or [-].My current grades want to get any conspicuous big recommendation position is basically just a delusion...

But I am not discouraged.

Thinking back to when I first opened the book, it took two weeks to get [-] bookmarks, and the book review area was empty except for my own top posts. At that time, I also had doubts, would anyone really want to read my book?Are my writing and plot not even passing the mark?

In the gloomy self-doubt, suddenly there was a dawn, the first book review appeared in the book review area to cheer me up, and then the second, third...

I can't describe my expression when I saw the encouragement of book friends... probably she was crying and smiling at the same time. The ecstasy of being recognized for the first time illuminated my path as an author and experienced the sunshine of dawn.

Because of the company of all of you, I am no longer alone. Even in the face of disapproving eyes and gossip from my relatives, I can feel the strength you give me even though I am locked in my room and silently write a book.

I have come through such difficult days in the early stage, and now with your support, why do I not dare to put it on the shelves!

Not enough favorites?It doesn't matter, just keep increasing.Don't have a prominent recommendation?It's okay, I have all the book friends to support and even recommend it to me.

Keep telling yourself: "You are just a newcomer author, you have almost nothing but dreams and pen"

Yes, as a newcomer author, the editor is not familiar with me, and the readers are not familiar with me. It is impossible for them to understand my persistence in my dream from the very beginning. "Will this author be a dove? Will this book collapse? Will the writing and plot go from bad to worse?" Is it a normal person's thinking... After all, I was the same when I was a reader.

So I can only use the ink of my dream as a pen holder, try my best, force myself with the most demanding requirements, and write content that can be recognized by readers.

It is a new author like me who should take the initiative to reach out to win the trust of others.

I wrote fifty chapters the day before, and I suddenly resonated with Hengxing Ikeda's mood...

As long as readers are willing to take a look at my book and occasionally say "Thanks for your hard work", I, Raynes, have the courage to continue writing.

Thank you for your company along the way. As the saying goes: "The road you choose, you have to walk on your knees."

I don't want to kneel or cry to finish this road, but I hope to keep walking with a smile on my face.

The following are the friends who have been grateful for their support since 2/27...

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Chapter 52? Whistleblower Rumors

Under the nighttime surprise attack of the Thousand Oda Army in Nakono Castle, the main general Hayashi Toko escaped, and the head of Ashgaru General Kakuda Shingo was also taken by Sasama Naruma himself. Under the harsh situation of lacking generals to organize a counterattack, the Suemori Army could not avoid it. morale collapsed.

The samurai ashigaru fled in all directions, and the number of people killed and injured in the pushing and trampling of each other was no less than those killed by the weapons of the Oda army.

After the chaos in the camp lasted for half an hour, Sakuma Shengshige, who heard the news from the east from Mingzukazhai, led 300 people out of the camp, joined forces with Ikeda Hengxing's troops, and worked together to hunt down Sumori's defeated army.

Until there were corpses strewn all over the fields in his field of vision, and there were no more standing enemy soldiers, Heng Xing secretly squeezed his numb right arm.

In less than two hours, the number of times she swung the knife exceeded all the battles she had participated in before. The knife that was replaced not long ago is now full of gaps accumulated when chopping bones.

(It seems that the knife is about to be changed again...) Looking at his own weapon, Heng Xing sighed with complicated emotions.

"The rebels in Mormori City have been defeated by us..."

Riding his horse to the place where the fire was bright, as the leader of this army, Hengxing Ikeda held up his sword and shouted to all the soldiers present:

"we won! "

Oh oh oh! ! !

The [-] Oda Army tacitly raised their spears and struck their knives, loudly shouting victory and sharing the joy of defeating the rebels.

Military service members are peasant soldiers conscripted by the lord to fight. They have no salary and are obliged to be recruited. In addition to eating a few days of military rations, the biggest benefit is the reduction of annual tribute (tax).Although standing ashigaru has a salary, but the annual income of ten kan is not enough to support the family...

In the era of war, few people would sympathize with their enemies. Most of the property and equipment of the killed people would become the soldiers' trophies. Therefore, winning a battle is definitely something to be happy about for all soldiers.

"Now, I would like to trouble you to put the dead in battle together, and the army will count the casualties of the enemy and the enemy and count the spoils of war."

Not long after Hengxing's order was issued, ten samurai came out of the Oda army. Junmetsu was responsible for counting the results of the battle and reporting them to the daimyo so that the lord could reward them for their achievements.

Oda Gunashigaru is no stranger to post-war matters, and he clearly understands what he should do. They work together as a group of two to lift up the corpses on the ground and arrange them neatly in front of Gunmetsuke.

While everyone was busy, suddenly several vigilant shouts came from the edge of the camp:

"Sneaky, who are you?"

"This is a battlefield, the idlers wait to retreat!"

(In the middle of the night, someone actually broke into the battlefield?) Hengxing was taken aback.

Narumasa Sasao walked directly towards the source of the sound. She maintained her indifferent expression and sharp gaze as usual, and even without opening her mouth, the Oda Army officers and soldiers took the initiative to move to the sides, leaving an aisle open.

Scanning the periphery of the battlefield, she frowned slightly at what she saw.

Thirty steps away from the edge of the camp, more than ten black figures in human form stood quietly under the night. With only the faint light of the fire, they couldn't see the appearance and clothing of each other clearly.

"Who is here? What's the purpose?"

"..." The black figure in human form did not reply immediately, but stepped out slowly.

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