Zuo Cun was stunned after entering the village.
There were fires, smoke, crying, and two bodies were seen.
"What to do... what to do...!" Zuo Cun was holding the emerald green knife, at a loss.
He only has memories of the month he woke up, and has completely forgotten everything else. He has no idea what to do now.
A woman who looked to be in her forties or fifty was running in a panic.
A grinning bandit chased after him.
The two of them rushed towards Zuomura Annuo one after the other.
Zuocun was so frightened that he froze in place.
"With a sword...are you a samurai-sama? Help me, help me - ah -" When the woman saw Zuo Cun standing there with a knife, she immediately ran even more crazily.
However, she never ran away from the bandit.
The bandit kicked the woman in the leg, causing the woman to stumble and fall to the ground.
The bandit said with a ferocious smile: "Do you think you can run away?"
Zuo Cun was completely stunned. He didn't even know what he was thinking while standing there.
"Help——"
A scream reached Zuo Cun's ears.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, Zuo Cun didn't know what he was thinking and rushed forward.
"What do you want to do, kid? Poof!" The bandit could tell at a glance that Zuo Cun was not a samurai.
A frail figure, a frightened and bloodless face.
This is just a loser with a knife.
Therefore, the bandit never took Zuo Cun, a young loser, in his eyes. Instead, he kicked the woman to the ground slowly. Just as he was raising his weapon, he saw Zuo Cun rushing in front of him. .
Although the young man is thin, he is not weak at all.
"Run!" he yelled unconsciously.
"Thank you, thank you, samurai-sama." The woman quickly got up and ran away.
The bandit climbed up and looked at the boy who had knocked him away with a horrifying look in his eyes.
"I am going to kill you."
"Hey!" Zuo Cun was excited.
............
Ping——
Snap.
Okita Souji gasped.
This bandit leader made her feel like a wild boar.
It's not a domesticated dolphin, but a real wild boar from the mountains that even a tiger would feel troublesome about.
It has rough skin and thick flesh, and a strong desire to fight.
Moreover - his physical strength seems to be endless.
Okita's wrist strength is comparable to that of an adult, and he can hold a knife with one hand, but——
That's all. In addition, the natural Rishin-ryu practiced by Okita Souji is inherently invisible. Apart from basic knowledge, what he learns is basically the swordsman's own understanding.
Souji's sword type is more of a swift and violent killing move, which is fast but not destructive enough.
Only when Okita continues to grow and grow - until he knows that his speed exceeds his own - can he turn it into a true swordsmanship.
Okita Souji's attack was indeed fierce, but it hit the bandit leader——
Nothing more than scratches to irritate a boar.
"It hurts so much, stinky girl." The bandit leader covered the wound on his chest, where blood was flowing.
His eyes were terrifying, staring at Souji closely, like an evil ghost.
"I'm going to tear you in half, you stinky girl."
Okita Souji's sword only cut through his leather armor and some skin, but did not penetrate inside.
But he was frightened, because as long as the place where Okita stabbed went deep, he would definitely die.
Angrily clenching the Odachi in his hand, the bandit leader rushed towards Okita Souji like a chimpanzee.
Okita gritted his teeth and stood up, relying on his eleven-year-old body to continue fighting the bandit leader.
On the other side, Rintaro barely regained consciousness.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and clenched the sword in his hand, hesitating a little.
Sojiro is fighting the bandit leader...
"What should I do now..."
He was afraid. The bandit leader is not strong in strength, but he has strong physical fitness. As a child, Souji will not be able to gain much physical strength no matter how strong he is, and he is already injured.
what to do!
Gritting his teeth, Rintaro finally chose to rush forward.
...
Zuocun Annuo is avoiding the attacks of bandits.
The bandits used not the swords that symbolized the samurai, but a thick wood-chopping axe.
Zuo Cun was in a state of panic, but he unexpectedly dodged all the bandit's attacks.
"You bastard, why are you like a loach..." The bandit was so tired that his eyes were red.
The bandit did not choose to chop again, but directly hit Zuocun's chest with his shoulder.
"ah--"
Zuocun felt as if his ribs were about to be broken.
He fell to the ground in pain.
The bandit panted and walked over with an ax in hand.
What to do, what to do, they will be killed, they will be killed like the corpses on the roadside!
But my chest hurts so much, what should I do?
Zuo Cun struggled to get up. At this time, the bandits were already close in front of him.
By the way, I still have a knife - where is my knife?
The knife flew to other places during the collision of the bandits just now.
Zuocun covered his chest, backed away, and looked around.
The knife is not far from Zuocun, but the bandit will probably not let Zuocun get it.
Suddenly, Zuo Cun felt something hard coming into contact with his back.
It's the wall——
Zuo Cun was not surprised but overjoyed.
Under the stunned eyes of the bandit, Zuo Cun climbed up to the house, covered his chest and squatted on the roof.
Then, before the bandit could react, he jumped forward.
Zuo Cun didn't climb up the house to escape. In other words, for some reason, Zuo Cun never thought of escaping from the moment he faced the bandit.
With a roll to avoid injury, Samura picked up the emerald green wakizashi.
Taking out the sword from its sheath, Zuo Cun held the handle of the sword with both hands and looked at the bandit.
Afraid, afraid——
But I don’t want to die here!
“Ahhhhh——”
Zuo Cun rushed forward without any knowledge of martial arts or sword skills.
The bandit wanted to hit Zuocun with an axe, but saw Zuocun jump up and kicked him on the wrist.
Skinny as a stick, but incredibly strong.
The ax was kicked off and he sat on the ground. Just when the bandit wanted to raise his head, he saw a flash of sword light.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
The boy seems to be born specifically to kill——
One blow to the owl's head.
Gudong.
The bandit's head rolled to the ground, still maintaining an expression of disbelief.
The boy's arms were not strong, and he was holding the handle of the knife. His fluffy hair was stained with sweat, and his eyes were covered.
Two drops of blood dripped from the knife.
Zuo Cun covered his chest and turned to look at the bandit's body.
The headless body swayed in place, then fell to the ground.
Looking at this scene, Zuo Cun only felt——
Somewhat enjoyable.
It's not disgusting at all, but rather relaxing.
But the dull pain in his chest made him have no time to appreciate the scene before him.
Zuo Cun found the scabbard, wiped the blood on the knife with his clothes, and put the knife back into the sheath, "I have to find Miss Okita first..."
Taking a deep breath and no longer caring about the bodies on the ground, Zuomura Annuo left here.
The village was silent except for the crackle of the fire.
In comparison, the villagers now have either taken refuge or are dead.
