On the first day the team left Fujisawa, the weather was still very good.
But on the second day, the weather suddenly turned bad.
Before dawn, the space between the sky and the earth was filled with thick dark clouds.
At about 10 o'clock in the morning, heavy snow fell one after another.
The cold wind whipped up falling snow flakes and flew all over the sky.
More and more snowflakes fell, rolling into a mess, and the vision turned gray.
Although the carriage could barely withstand the heavy snow and cold wind, the guards led by Xiao Shi did not have the ability to resist such wind and snow with their mortal bodies.
It was impossible for Anthony to use the guards lent to him by his friend Osaka Jodai as slaves.
So, in desperation, Anthony had to stop the convoy and wait for the snow and wind to stop before moving on.
And when Qingdeng and his party had to stop due to wind and snow——
Sand...sand...sand...
On a high slope not a short distance away from the convoy of Qingdeng and others, the sound of snow being rubbed and trampled could be heard one after another.
Two warriors wearing bamboo hats and raincoats were lying on the high ground.
The clothes and swords worn by the two men were "dyed" white by the falling snow.
They stared closely at the convoy of Qingdeng and others in the distance. Only when they were about to be "buried" into a "snowman" by the blowing snow did they move their bodies and shake off the snow on their bodies.
After noticing that the convoy of Qingdeng and others seemed to have stopped, the two of them quickly opened their eyes and stared at the movement of the convoy.
After confirming that the convoy had really stopped, the two people quickly looked at each other.
After they exchanged glances and gestures, one of them continued to stay on the high slope to monitor the convoy, while the other tightened his hat and raincoat, got up and left.
The warrior stood up and left, spreading his legs and running towards the distant woods...
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In the woods, Suehiro closed his eyes tightly and sat on his knees on the ground, with strings of Buddhist beads hanging on his clasped hands. His lips moved and he recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.
His favorite gun: Kazukiri is placed beside him.
In front of him, on a large stone half as tall as a man, stood a Buddha statue nearly 30cm high.
The statue of a benevolent king standing tall and erect, glaring at the mortal world.
This statue of a benevolent king was forced upon Suehiro by his mother when he left his hometown five years ago and prepared to dedicate his life to the cause of "repelling the foreigners."
Remember to pay homage every day! I begged this Niwang statue from the temple! Very effective! As long as you visit the shrine properly every day, it will definitely bless you - these are the exact words Suehiro's mother said to him back then.
Suehiro has never been very interested in things involving ghosts and gods.
But no matter what - he has been a person who has not dared to disobey his mother's requirements since he was a child.
Even though he had no interest in the affairs of ghosts and gods, he could only hold his nose and worship the statue of the benevolent king respectfully every day as his mother had ordered.
But who knows, Suehiro is surprised to find out later that his mother doesn't seem to be lying.
This Nioh statue seems to be really smart!
After leaving his hometown to participate in the "Great Cause of Expelling the Foreigners", Suehiro experienced several major crises in which he almost died, but he was able to save his life every time.
Suehiro couldn't help but be shaken by the repeated escapes from the tiger's mouth: Could it be that the statue of Niou is really powerful?
Ever since he had this murmur in his heart, Suehiro completely put away any contempt for the statue of Nioh that his mother had given him, and worshiped it religiously every day during the day and night.
To this day, worshiping this Nioh statue has become Suehiro's daily habit.
After finishing today's "day worship" and opening his eyes, Suehiro suddenly heard Yamada's voice coming from afar:
"Mr. Suehiro! Mr. Suehiro!"
Yamada quickly ran to Suehiro's side, and before he could catch his breath, he said quickly out of breath:
"Affected by the wind and snow, Anthony's motorcade stopped!"
Two rays of light suddenly shot out from Suehiro's pupils.
"Have you stopped...! Continue to monitor the movement of the convoy!"
"If the convoy moves, please notify me immediately!"
"Yes!" After Yamada responded loudly, he took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted his chest, "Mr. Suehiro...the perfect opportunity has come..."
"Um...yeah." Suehiro nodded with a slight grin, "If the convoy doesn't move until noon...then they will definitely not be able to reach the camp before nightfall."
"As a result, they will definitely sleep in the wild tonight."
"Yamada, help me by telling everyone: Eat enough today! Get ready to fight!"
"If the convoy does not move until noon, then... it will be tonight!"
Suehiro's hands, which were naturally lowered, were now tightly clasped together.
Standing in front of him, Yamada was also breathing rapidly due to nervousness and excitement...
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The heavy snowfall lasted until 1 o'clock in the afternoon and then gradually stopped.
In order to make up for the time wasted waiting for the wind and snow to subside, Anthony immediately asked the team to speed up after the team was able to move again, trying to reach the camp before dark.
Anthony's attempt was destined to be in vain.
It's easy for a carriage to speed up, but if a person wants to speed up, it's not that simple. These guards, who can only use two legs to drive, can't improve their speed no matter how much they try.
In the end - Anthony had to give up the unrealistic goal of "reaching the camp before dark".
After it started to get dark, he directed the convoy to park in a relatively flat open space beside the East China Sea Road, set up camp, and prepared to spend the night in the wild.
"It seems like it's going to snow again..."
Aoto, who was staying in a corner of the camp with Saito, raised his head and looked at the night sky above his head.
Tonight is a moonless night.
At this time, although the wind and snow had completely subsided, the thick dark clouds in the sky had not dispersed yet.
Layers of dark clouds covered the moon and starry sky.
With such a thick layer of dark clouds, it would be no surprise if it snowed again.
The time now... is about just after 7pm.
If you sleep in the wild, you won't be able to enjoy any delicacies.
Even Anthony and Elodie could only eat some dry food and hastily pass today's dinner.
After dinner, the guards headed by Xiao Shi began to get busy.
Those who stand guard, those who take care of the camp, those who take a rest.
In terms of status, Qingdeng, who can be regarded as Anthony's guest, naturally does not need to deal with these heavy and tiring tasks.
Therefore, after casually finishing tonight's dinner, Aoto, who was extremely bored because he had nothing to do, could only stay in a corner of the camp with Saito to practice swordsmanship.
Chatting with Saito?
nonexistent!
Chatting with him might as well be chatting with the big rock next to him. It doesn't make any difference anyway.
After looking at the night sky above his head and lamenting the weather tonight, Qingdeng gathered his whole body and mind, continued to hold the saber in his hand, facing the air in front of him, practicing what he had become a habit of recently, every day. Su Zhen feels uncomfortable every time she practices.
call……! call……! call……!
The sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air and the sound of his own breathing became the only two sounds around Qingdeng.
But suddenly, a childish voice broke the silence around Qingdeng:
"Mr. Tachibana! Are you practicing your sword?"
A beautiful touch of pale gold appeared in the corner of Qingden's right eye.
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