Iaido is a kendo that originated in Japan at the end of the Warring States Period. From the day it was born, this kendo has been deeply imbued with a practical color.
Legend has it that the founder of Iaido, Hayazaki Jinsuke, practiced swordsmanship hard in order to avenge his father's murder. However, the enemy was so powerful that he had many guards, and it was difficult to even get close to the enemy with traditional fighting skills.
In order to increase the success rate of killing enemies, he must develop an efficient swordsmanship that can kill with one strike. Hard work pays off. It is said that under the guidance of the man in the dream, Hayazaki Jinsuke built a tachi with a length of nearly 1.5 meters. It seems that he knew the truth of the principle that one inch is long and one inch is strong.
Moreover, the Iai Slash that Hayashizaki Jinsuke realized was about drawing the sword to kill the enemy immediately, and speed is the first secret! Ancient people didn't have much knowledge of physics, but they had experience.
For a tachi, the place you hold it in your hand is the center of the circle. When you swing the tachi in a circle, the shape of the blade is a fan shape. If you measure 360 degrees, it is a circle.
Anyone who has studied junior high school physics knows that if a circle rotates, the fastest point must be the farthest point, which is the blade of the tachi.
After realizing this truth, the Iai Sword created by Hayasaki Jinsuke places great emphasis on using the front end of the blade to kill the enemy. The back half of the sword is hardly used, which results in Iai slashing the sword extremely fast.
According to historical legend, when Hayasaki Jinsuke entered the house to fight with his enemy, the distance between the two sides was more than one meter. The enemy thought that this was a safe distance and he could completely defend against his opponent's attack. However, Hayazaki Jinsuke suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath before he arrived!
According to history, the opponent's head was already split into two before the sword was unsheathed. This shows how simple and fast Iai's slashing technique is!
Clean, neat, fast, never sloppy, kill the enemy with one move! Maeda Yujiro knew the meaning of Iai's killing. The hand holding the sword begins to shrink back. This is to bring the center of the circle of swinging the sword as close to your body as possible, thereby reducing the burden on the arm and improving the efficiency of the dance.
He knew that he had more than a dozen wounds on his body, and even two bullet wounds. He had very little physical strength left. It would be delusional to compete with these tall Rakshasa cavalry.
"Only speed and dexterity can kill the enemy. Taito only uses the one-inch blade at the tip! Only the one-inch blade can be used!"
Maeda Yujiro's eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body and mind entered a state similar to Zen. All the sound and light influences from the outside disappeared. He could not hear what the enemy was cursing, nor could he see what insulting gestures the enemy was making. His god His awareness was only focused on his opponent's throat, and he gently adjusted the angle with his wrist.
"One-inch blade! One-inch blade! One-inch blade." No one knew what the Japanese was shouting. The group of Cossacks thought he was begging his opponent for mercy at the end.
Dorov shook his head and said, "Hahaha, he was so frightened! Let me end his life!" After saying that, he urged his horse forward.
The two horses sprinted face to face, the speed getting faster and faster. Dorov held the saber in his hand with a cold light, and his strong arm muscles almost broke the military uniform.
On the other hand, Yujiro Maeda, who is opposite him, is short in stature and has a thin body. Compared with this, he really looks like an East Asian monkey.
"Come on, I will punish you as a heretic on behalf of God." As he spoke, the two horses passed by each other like lightning. No one present saw their movements, and did not even hear the sound of metal collision. It seemed like their eyes were dazzled. The two horses passed by each other.
Dorov's horse still ran forward wildly, but his raised arm slowly fell down, and finally the saber fell to the ground.
A red line flashed across Dorov's throat, and the hole got bigger and bigger, and more and more blood leaked out, until finally blood spurted out like an arrow, and the body fell directly to the ground.
The war horse and its owner are spiritually connected. The war horse was the first to feel that its owner's life had disappeared. It stopped and circled around the body. From time to time, it would nudge its owner with its head and lick the cold face with its tongue.
Now all the Rakshasa cavalry were dumbfounded. No one could see what was going on after just one fight, but the platoon leader's neck was cut off?
Now everyone was in confusion. "You bastard! He killed the commander, he killed Dorov and chopped him to death!" The crowd started to rush to surround him.
But then they discovered that Maeda Yujiro had not slowed down his horse at all. At this moment, he had rushed to the edge of the half-moon formation, and the sharp sword had adjusted its angle again.
Man borrows horse power, sword borrows horse speed! The first inch of Tai Dao's blade passed under a soldier's ribs with a whooshing sound. The angle was chosen so cleverly. The blade cut through the two ribs without even touching the bones. A transparent hole opened directly in the flesh and internal organs, and blood gushes out.
This was a one-man killing. Maeda Yujiro, who was determined to die, caught the thirty Cossacks off guard! The war horse under his crotch galloped left and right under his control, nimbly weaving through the crowd.
The confused Cossacks were completely stunned. They couldn't stop the ghostly figure at all. The Eastern devil could take away a life every time he passed by.
An inch blade! Maeda Yujiro truly realized the truth. He used this killing to realize the supreme meaning of Iai Slash! He can use no power from his own body and only use the speed and potential energy of the charge of the war horse. All he has to do is to adjust the angle of the sword at any time and always use the inch of the blade to take these Rakshasa ghosts to hell.
"Damn! This is not a human, this is a devil!" the Cossack screamed in horror. In less than five or six minutes, seven soldiers died under the opponent's sword, including their platoon leader. This kind of killing The efficiency is as good as that of a musket.
"Shoot, shoot! Kill this bastard!" At the last moment, these Rakshasa ghosts finally forgot about the dignity of soldiers, and decided to use the simple tactics of shooting to death. They swore that they would never fight with Dongfang in this life. The warriors are fighting alone!
Just as the enemies were drawing their guns, pulling the bolts, and loading bullets, the horse under Yujiro Maeda finally exhausted its strength. Its front legs gave out and it fell to the ground and could not get up again.
Maeda Yujiro was caught off guard and rolled to the ground. At that moment, all the wounds on his body burst and blood seeped into his military uniform.
Using his sword to support the ground, Maeda Yujiro stood up unsteadily. He knew that his last moment had arrived. Looking at the cavalry who surrounded him, he actually laughed.
When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the beautiful mountain scenery of Kaga Million Stone, the sea, terraced fields, mountains, and the most beautiful girl in the village.
"I really want to have another bowl of rice from my hometown and a sip of Marubachi stick tea. Has the path of the samurai ended today?"
"But I kept my promise. I didn't lose the soul of the Maeda family's three hundred years of samurai! I died on the battlefield!" Maeda Yujiro shouted towards the east.
"Prime Minister! Please don't forget my achievements! Please give me a place in the Temple of War!"
"Ah!" Maeda Yujiro roared, pulled out the sword from the ground, raised it high, and rushed towards the enemy.
