It was mid-autumn and everything was desolate, and the modest Kasuga Mountain was dyed red by a red leaf tree. On this crisp autumn day, the long-tailed tiger princess in military uniform was quarreling fiercely with a group of family members. The reason was still because of her In this outfit, her long hair was tied up high with a bow roll, and she was wearing the powerful Zaizata armor passed down to her by Nagatao Kage. Nagao Kagenobu earnestly advised: "Your Highness the Princess! You must not do this!" "How can the Princess come to the battlefield in person? This is absolutely not possible!" "How can the Princess" Saito Kagenobu was glared at by the girl. He said calmly: "Actually, I don't think I can't go." Nagao Kagenobu glared at each other: "What did Shimono Mamoru say? Now is not the time to cause trouble, how can Her Royal Highness go out? This is simply nonsense!" "Uncle thinks I am. Are you causing trouble?" Nagao Tora glanced at Nagao Kagenobu displeasedly, her eyebrows were raised, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open and she said coldly: "I am the daughter of the Nagao family, the governor of the Nagao family, and the country of Echigo. Lord! In the future, I will be the wife of Ashikaga Kamisuzaburo, and the daughter of the Taira clan will be the woman of the Genji clan. Please remember this at all times." Nagao Torahime didn't even realize the tone of her voice. The indifference made Nagao Kagenobu suddenly startled. He looked in disbelief at the fact that the silly little niece in the past had quietly grown into a warrior Ji who dared to scold her, even if she was only twelve years old, even if she was tall. Not as good as his brother, but that familiar feeling came to his mind again. "Bueden once said that my lord is the Dragon of Echigo and the God of the Northern Army, so Your Highness the Princess will be the Dragon Girl of Echigo?" Nagao Kagenobu said sadly: "That's it! Let Your Highness make the decision." Nagao Genealogy Representatives He exclaimed: "Toyozen guarding the palace? How could you" "Since everyone has no objection, let's go out! Toyozen guard, Echizen guard and everyone are here to guard!" Long-tailed tiger princess stood up and left, leaving The next group of disappointed family members. Saito Asanobu patted his clothes and stood up calmly. Seeing the lost looks of the members of the clan, he curled his lips and said in a strange tone, slightly mockingly: "What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of that?" Are you still worried that the reinforcements from the Jinbo family can't be defeated by Ohuma Asahide and Sado Shouchen? Why should we worry? Her Royal Highness is the head of the Nagao family, and she is also the wife of the Takeo family. It should be that Yamamoto Sado Morden is worried about the safety of the princess! " "Haha" Yamamoto Tokiyuki seemed to notice everyone looking at him, and then said with a smile: "Actually, there is no problem, if the princess is wearing something like this! The use of Jinggong's armor may have unexpected effects." "Is that so?" Nagao Kagenobu thought for a moment, then worriedly ordered Saito Asanobu: "Shimono Mamoru and his team will follow the princess. Your Highness, let¡¯s go out together! We don¡¯t want to capture the big bear Chaoxiu alive, as long as we can defeat the Yuezhong rebels!¡± ¡°I know, I know,¡± Saito Asanobu stood up and walked out slowly, shrugging with an indifferent expression. : "Isn't it just a big bear Chao Xiu? Leave it to me." The long-tailed tiger girl came to the castle tower wearing her father's armor. Her brother seemed to have just fallen asleep, and the soothing sandalwood was lit in the room. Nagata Toku Moto was sitting indoors meditating quietly. He was a Rinzai sect believer like Qu Naose Michizan. Nagao Kagetora slept quietly amidst the sound of soft chanting. The girl standing outside the door looked at the silence and peace in the room. Qunaoze Moruma came over and said to her: "Your Highness, would you like to go in and take a look?" "No, I'm leaving now." The girl quietly walked over. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and left quietly. At this moment, Nagao Kagetora suddenly opened his eyes, staring brightly at the figure who was gradually leaving outside, and then slowly closed them again. Takigawa Tokiyoshi held the reins in one hand and the red spear in the other hand. He suddenly hit the soft belly of the mount with both feet. The horse accelerated in pain and ran wildly. The Ashikaga two flags behind it Hunting in the strong wind, a thousand red cavalrymen were like a surging tide, while two hundred long-tailed cavalrymen on the other side, carrying nine-year-old horse seals, also rushed down the mountain. At the intersection of the two groups of cavalry were the eight hundred cavalrymen. Ming Lu Mingjun. "Oops!" Odagiri Sonshichiro's expression changed, and he hurriedly ordered the ashigaru to form a team. One hundred and fifty horse warriors were divided to protect the left and right wings. The fifty archers ashigaru bent their bows and fired the first round of arrow rain during the urging, which happened to be in the wind. The arrows were blown far away by the mountain wind in the Hokuriku wilderness, but this did not cause any trouble to Kira's army. "Ding, ding, ding" is still the sound of arrows colliding with armor. If you look closely, you will find that the equipment they are wearing is completely different from the original equipment. It is a thin iron plate that was once formed and carburized on the surface. . This is the new craft that Hans strongly requested. No matter how brave the warrior is, no one has excellent defense.The armor is definitely not good. Even if you can't do full-body plate armor like the Milan armor, you still need to wear the best iron armor for protection. So there is this new barrel-shaped Nanman carcass, which became popular only ten or twenty years later. The one who rises up is rich in this world. "How come you can't hurt them! Keep shooting! Shoot horses!" Odagiri Sonshichiro became anxious and cursed secretly: "Where did this cavalry come from? They bear the flag of the shogun's family and are not afraid of bows and arrows. Could it be? "Are you a monster?" At this time, the dense charging formation suddenly dispersed after a whistle, and a thousand cavalry scattered into dozens of fragmented combinations to bypass the front of the Ashina army and move in two directions. Some of the cavalry could actually Let go of the reins, bend the bow and release an arrow. This is the archery skill only possessed by the legendary Yabusame warriors. In the past, it was only at the ceremonies of gods and Buddhas that you could see some warriors wearing traditional costumes performing Yabusame, dog chasing objects and other rituals. In front of you. The Kamakura samurai, who had only remained in legends and memories, appeared in front of them again. They wore gorgeous pockets, blood-colored armor, and masks of ghosts and gods on their faces. They neither roared nor scolded. They were as quiet as a mountain forest. It just gives people a burning feeling from the heat wave. Cold arrows flying from nowhere took away the lives of the warriors, but the cavalry on the opposite side continued to gallop around in circles as if they had shot an inconspicuous prey, and no one rushed over with a roar. In close combat, no one tried to cut off the head of the deceased. It was as if all this was a routine training. They were just a group of cold targets. They only needed to shoot the arrows in the empty pot to know their results. This attack tactic, as cold as ice and as ferocious as fire, chilled the Ashina army. Not only did the samurai feel fearful, but even their mounts were quietly retreating. "Don't be stunned, rush at me! We can't let them shoot like this." Odagiri Sonshichiro really couldn't understand who this person was, but he couldn't just retreat. Now he could only turn around and escape, and there were only four ways to escape, and he couldn't use his two legs. It is impossible to run faster than on four legs. "Fight!" In the desperate situation, the warriors of the Ashina family also aroused their ferocity. Several warriors roared and charged on their horses. Then more than a hundred knights rushed towards the nearest red cavalry in several directions. Their mounts Far inferior to Kira's army, let alone those who chase him, they can't cut through this armor. The red cavalry who had been following around in circles to make soy sauce were excited at this time. They were not good at horse archery. They were embarrassed to say anything about using iron cannons to shoot goats and wild deer. Knives are the best way to harvest enemy troops. If Kiragi had not strictly ordered not to suffer any damage in battle, they would have rushed over screaming. At this time, a group of reckless Ashina soldiers rushed over spontaneously, so it¡¯s not their fault. Five Hundred Chibei turned his horse¡¯s head at the same time, brandishing the spear in his hand and rushed over. This time, there was one more samurai holding a big vermilion spear. That is Blood Spear Kuro Nagasaka Nobumasa. After more than a year of hard training, this gentleman finally became a qualified cavalryman. Two samurai holding blood spears turned into blood Shuras in hell. The Ashina samurai who fought against Takigawa Tokimasu was named Hayakawa Saburo. He was a young samurai known as the Aizu Warriors. However, he was still shocked and roared in the face of the terrifying momentum. He forgot all about it, summoned up the little courage he had left, and waved the spear in his hand to greet him. "Mother! Please protect me!" At the moment when the two were about to collide, Hayakawa Saburo only noticed a flash of blood in front of his eyes, as if a surging sea of ??blood was coming, and the familiar bloody smell aroused an ominous premonition. , then his neck hurt and he flew up lightly, and then he saw the horrified eyes of his companions gradually losing consciousness. The big blood-colored spear was splattered with blood, and he killed the unknown samurai who was blocking the way with one shot. Takigawa Tokiyoshi kept urging his horse forward. There was no need for a samurai of this level to shout out his name, and he didn't Interested in harvesting heads. In the samurai culture of the Kira family, harvesting heads is something that only low-level samurai and ashigaru have to do. They only need to keep waving the big guns in their hands to kill the enemies. No one No one dares to lie about their heads, and no one dares to embezzle their achievements. At the same time, Nagasaka Nobumasa, Shima Tokikatsu and others also got off to a good start. The mounted samurai of the Ashina family they met were killed without even reacting. The remaining people began to flee in all directions. They regretted why they did not dismount and fight on foot. Maybe He could still avoid this fatal attack with his flexible dodge, but it was already too late. The 600 cavalrymen who attacked at the same time rushed towards him like wolves and tigers. These 150 cavalrymen were simply not enough to score. Seeing Takigawa Tokimasu, Shima Tokikatsu and others firing their bows from left to right and killing each other, these 150 cavalrymen had accumulated over a year. The angry samurai were attacking with guns one after another. It was a game of fast hands and slow hands. If they came late, they could only watch their friends showing off their achievements. "Don't run away! No one is allowed to run away!" Odagiri Sonshichiro shouted eagerly, trying to encourage the two hundred knights of Echigo who had little courage left.Not understanding the tactics of going around, he crashed directly into the infantry formation from the flank and started an asymmetrical attack. In the distance, a strange-looking warrior was of terrifying height, wearing a white robe with a black cross, holding a knight's fan-shaped shield with a white cross on a black background, a black lance, and a strange big helmet on his head. Winged helmet, the mount under him is a Trakna war horse also wearing a mail coat. It is more than one horse head taller than their Mutsu horse, like a static statue, observing every move on the battlefield. . I don¡¯t know whether it was because he was in a hurry or something, but Sonshichiro Odagiri shouted as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "That person is the commander! Kill him and we will be saved!" (To be continued.)