The three people that Mira and her group encountered were just the advance team that set off early. Perhaps because they sensed the abnormal movement, they separated from the main force and accelerated to the vicinity of the five people.
When the five people met up with others and returned to the center of the town, they bumped into the main force of shrine maidens, led by white-skinned sacred cows pulling shelves and wearing hats with face-covering curtains.
The only sounds produced by this entire army of more than a hundred people were the sound of uniform footsteps and the sound of the armor of the giant ghosts and gods guarding on both sides.
The lower class people held their breath and knelt down to kowtow, while the warriors were allowed to kneel on one knee. Those who bent down and bowed were the Chinese. Among them, the most exquisitely dressed ones standing by the roadside and accompanied by their entourage were mostly the state shepherds of Taizhou Prefecture. At this moment, they came to Anshang from the south to send off the witches' troops on their northern expedition.
A group of people who happened to bump into the formation shrank into the alley next to them. The three people in front did not embarrass their team, which had several foreign members of the Southern Barbarians, but it did not mean that the main force would do the same.
The number was not even comparable to the garrison in the small town of Anshang, but because of more than sixty tall ghosts and gods, the majestic team walked through the street in solemnity.
Most ghosts and gods wear light helmets with their faces exposed, and some only wear foreheads to protect their foreheads. Because of their large bodies, the armor they use is thicker than that of samurai. If there is any individual weapon that can penetrate, it is probably only the lance charge of Rigar's heavy cavalry.
The double horns of the Onishin clan are slightly weaker than steel. Although this is a natural head defense measure, because their horns are their pride, helmets or lightweight helmets will basically have protruding horns made of special sheet metal to protect the horns from damage. .
Broken horns were seen as scars proving bravery and bravery in the past, but now they are only looked down upon as stupid barbarians who lack wisdom and don't know how to use their equipment.
This is a terrifying fighting force, anyone can tell that.
With thick armor, an average height of more than two meters, and an average weight of more than 250 kilograms, even if these ghosts and gods do not have a suitable vehicle to ride on, the impact of walking on foot brought by their strong physical fitness is enough to perform as well as the same level. The power of a large number of heavy cavalry charges.
The mountainous Moon Country lacks a large flat space suitable for spreading out the entire Lancer force. The Kazuto samurai warriors, who are mainly horse archers and whose horses are far inferior to Rigar, can form an array to charge against the ghosts and gods. , most likely just like a moth to a flame.
The armor-piercing arrows used on Kazuto's proud big bow may be able to break through the surface of thick armor, but they will only get stuck on it, making it difficult to achieve effective damage that can knock down the opponent.
The thick armor that strengthens the defense of the lower body allows the ghosts and gods to charge without fear when faced with an array of spearmen. They can directly shoot the spearmen's weapons with giant weapons that ordinary humans cannot use, and rush into the array. .
This is an out-and-out elite of the Kingdom of the Moon. Even if the well-trained Rigal Knights fight one-on-one or even many-on-one, it will be extremely difficult to win.
With such a physique and good equipment, the ghosts and gods who formed a three-person team would dare to confront the earth dragon head-on.
And such a force, this entire 60-member ghost clan with a combat power comparable to 100 fully-armed warriors, is just a squadron of the Forbidden Army directly under Xinjing.
A group of 3 people is a group, and a group of 4 is a small team; four 12-man teams plus a 13-man squadron direct team including a commander, a total of 61 people, form a squadron.
A breakthrough hand holding a blunt golden rod or an Odachi sword, a long pole hand holding a giant naginata over three meters long, and a long-range hand holding a giant bow at the back. The composition of the Onishin clan troops learned from Narumi and others further made people realize that these guys are not just brainless giant demi-humans like giants or ogres.
They know tactics and are smart enough to use equipment. Both the face and body are very similar to humans - by human standards, the men and women of the ghost tribe can even be said to be beautiful - but this kind of beauty has a sense of distance, similar to that of elves, which makes people awe and awe-inspiring. Don't dare to get close.
The team had gone away, but the people outside the alley and Narumi and others who were kneeling at the intersection still maintained their posture.
"It's gone, it's gone!" It wasn't until someone from Taizhou Zhoumu's command shouted in the distance that everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, got up, discussed in gibberish, and looked towards the direction where the large army disappeared. .
Zhou Mu and his entourage breathed a sigh of relief, got back into the sedan and began to return to Taizhou Mansion in a swaggering manner; the people discussed this rare scene and added to the conversation. This must still be the case for a long time in the future. will continue.
Although some people also wonder why such elites would come to the north, the decisions of the big shots above are never something that civilians should speculate on.
Do your duty well and do what you should do. This is the correct way to ensure the peace of this country for more than four thousand years.
Even Aya breathed a sigh of relief.
Xinjing noticed it.
Xinjing is not ignorant of what is happening in the north. This entire powerful and highly targeted team is obviously closely related to the previous changes in the domain.
Although the list in hand still has the value and necessity to hand over, but knowing that Xinjing has been wary of the north and has sent such heavyweight elite troops to deal with it, most of the group who learned the inside story came out in a long way. One breath.
"Now, I guess Qingzhi's side will be saved!" Lao Qiao, who was straight-forward, was actually very attentive. Although he didn't talk about the situation in Qingzhi Town where he was born and raised, he always kept it in mind. At this time, I can let go of my worries.
"Yes, the divine power of the ghosts and gods plus the witches with the power of gods, making such a swaggering appearance is also to deter potential people with evil intentions." The great god next to him also nodded.
"Master, what's going on?" Narumi didn't answer their words. He stood up and walked towards Yajiro, who was sitting in the corner behind him and his face was still pale.
"Probably... need to recuperate for a while." Although the wound did not damage the main blood vessels, it was large and split again in the subsequent battle, and the heartbeat accelerated, so a lot of blood and physical strength were lost. Yajiro looked very weak.
Narumi nodded, and then helped him onto the horse: "I will take the young master to find the doctor first." He said this, and the target was Henry and others. The word doctor corresponds to the word doctor in the language of the Moon Country. It was a doctor, he had been here for a while, even Galeva could understand the word - they nodded.
After all, senior samurai only care about their immediate superiors, and Narumi did not pay attention to the situation of Mira and others. Firstly, apart from being dirty and dirty, they did not have any visible injuries or signs of being tired, weak and unsteady. Secondly, even though they had been traveling together for a while and had become familiar with each other, they were not the roles that a samurai needed to be responsible for. .
It sounds a little cold and callous, but that's the reality. Traveling companions may take care of you sometimes, but they are still not as good as true friends and close ones.
This was a cruel and merciless era, and the samurai lived such a life. If you don't have the ability to take care of yourself, they won't always clean up your mess.
They all understood this, and even the four women saw nothing wrong with this approach.
Weak women who love to act coquettishly and need to be cared for can only stay in the boudoir of a big Chinese house and become concubines and playthings. If they want to gain recognition in this male-dominated society, they need to be independent and decisive. necessary.
Mira, Lulu, Sakura and Aya obviously all have this characteristic. Even the most delicate doctor lady is still tenacious with superb mobility and can complete the miraculous journey north without anyone else. female.
Why rely on, why appeal; I have hands and feet, why can't I move forward on my own - but let's get back to where we are.
Although most people, including the samurai army and Miss Doctor, felt sincerely relieved after seeing the appearance of this army - and she could indeed understand this relief, because it was like 100 sages suddenly appearing. It's the same thing - it's weird, but it's really reassuring.
But there was still a trace of uneasiness and a sense of disobedience lingering in Mira's heart.
The ghoul reacted to the magic power. It seemed that the black snow falling in the sky caused her magic power to start flowing backward.
The black snow is condensed by the escape of the witch's magic power. It does have a certain degree of influence on those who have the magic pool, and they have experienced it in the past. When spiritual resonance is achieved under certain circumstances, one can even use this as a medium to perceive the witch's emotions.
But this time it's different.
The snow was empty, lifeless and emotionless despite its strange magical power that made people uncomfortable.
Was it the ghoul who controlled it? Or is there someone else doing this? Was that man the one manipulating the ghouls - no, not before that.
——The anomaly in the North is obviously related to magic and is too large to be ignored.
——The assassination-type ghoul sent out this time has magic reflexes.
The warriors were chatting and laughing with relaxed faces. Behind them was the noisy and lively street. Miss Doctor breathed a sigh of relief, while the oiran was asking Lulu about how to use long-range weapons.
But Mira only felt that there was some distance between all of this and her.
It's like everything is false. If you reach out and touch it, it will be torn apart by ripples like a reflection on a calm lake.
"if......."
"What if they're heading towards a trap?"
She finally couldn't hold it back and expressed her doubts: "What if this is a trap deliberately targeting them?"
"It's all, just right, so..." She organized her words, but when she was about to raise her head and continue speaking, Henry stretched out a hand and put it on Mira's shoulder, stopping her.
"Pfft-" She knew the reason immediately.
"Just relax!" The warriors laughed.
"You obviously don't understand and don't understand how powerful our country's troops are." The great god shook his head.
"In the face of absolute power, tricks are of no use." Even Ling said this to her. Her eyes made Mira feel a little strange. The Luoan girl turned her head and faced Henry's deep pair of eyes behind her. gray pupils.
The sage did not open his mouth to explain, and always seemed to have some reasons for his inaction. Until this moment, she was finally able to vaguely detect it.
Even if these people seem to accept them, even if both sides come together to form a team that has always been harmonious and largely understood.
They too.
After all, he is a foreigner.
They were not born in the Crescent Continent and grew up under the cultural influence of the Moon Country. They would not understand the pride that the warriors had for their country.
The sense of identity is the privilege of the party that thinks it occupies a strong position.
They are not equal.
Coming to a foreign land, the Rigar people, who were derided as "southern barbarians" whenever they met Kazuto, were viewed from a top-down perspective.
After achieving results and proving his ability, he was given the label of "identification" by the stronger party and became a companion.
But that’s about it.
Henry remained silent. He would not speak out about his doubts or how many similar situations he had experienced.
Because he knew they wouldn't listen.
How can the strong self-confidence accumulated by the Moon Kingdom's four thousand years of civilization be shaken by just a few words from one or two southern barbarians.
She would be like an incredibly large ship.
Although impressive, it is also difficult to turn due to its size.
Perhaps it has deviated from its own course and sailed towards the storm at some point, but because this change is so slow, no one will notice until it accumulates to a certain threshold and collapses out of control.
No, maybe someone noticed.
But even if such a voice comes from within, it will be drowned in overwhelming self-confidence.
Everyone firmly believes that this four-thousand-year-old empire will continue to exist until the next four thousand years. Nothing will change and it will always be so glorious.
The collapse is not coming, it has already begun.
But they didn't react. Even the Qingtian warriors who came out of the bloody domain still laughed and thought that Mira's worries were unnecessary and naive.
Even though Ling got the list of rebel nobles, what she wanted in her heart was to use this credit to fight for something. She never worried about whether Xinjing's ignorance of the rebels would affect the tilt of the battlefield balance.
This is a kind of self-confidence that is so strong that it is difficult to shake, comparable to faith.
Just like Henry in Mira's eyes - if someone told her that the sage was heading towards a trap that might lead to his failure, the white-haired girl would probably just think that the other person just didn't know how powerful her teacher was.
But he is not invincible.
Neither is Xinjing.
"...There is a limit to what you can do." Henry shook his head, and the light overflowing with magic in his gray-blue eyes was somewhat dim.
A simple and unsophisticated sentence, but it contains a lot of emotion.
The sage with endless knowledge should be the one who leads the way and the one who rings the bell.
But what if people insist on going in another direction?
What if people believe that dreams are reality and are unwilling to wake up.
A small number of elite shrine maidens and demons directly under the command of the troops embarked on the road to the domain.
And the residents of Taizhou who were watching them leave still knew nothing about what was about to happen.
Fresh knowledge was passed down by word of mouth, and they praised the greatness of their country, the power of the army, and the eternity of the royal family. Those who could not witness it with their own eyes also beat their chests and regretted it endlessly.
This seems to be just another episode in the peaceful days. At most, it will add some conversation topics, but it will not change the eternal peace and unity of this country that has been in existence for more than 4,000 years.
Yes, this is just a small episode.
Just like the massacre in Swamp Village that has been forgotten, and Qingzhi Town that has changed hands and has an undercurrent that everyone unanimously turned a blind eye to.
this is only.
Another inconspicuous episode.
