Chapter 52 War begins

The two brothers supported each other and walked hundreds of meters away and began to treat their wounds. They had a secret medicine that was very effective for external injuries, so they just simply treated the wound to stop the bleeding, and then looked at the hidden weapon they had just pulled out.

They took this away on purpose in order to find clues to defeat the opponent. After all, they were able to save their lives this time, but who knows if they will be so lucky next time.

"The opponent should be the legendary Tsuchigumo. It is said that he is just like the monster Tsuchigumo. He can sense the movements around him through the spider web. Therefore, no one can escape the traps he sets. However, what really made us fail are these hidden weapons." Itachi picked up his sickle. The dense cracks on the blade made his brows jump. He couldn't help but be glad that he had good skills in blocking hidden weapons, otherwise he would not be injured, but would have died tragically on the spot.

After bandaging his wound and taking a Bingliang Pill to restore some strength, Kane picked up his weapon. The cracks on the weapon told him that it was useless.

"They actually use such good steel to make hidden weapons. Is Tsuchigumo so rich?" Putting down the flying sickle, he picked up those sharp and sturdy hidden weapons, each of which was equivalent to the same weight of silver. The sickle could not help but say.

"It's not him who is rich, but the Moroboshi family." Itachi put away the hidden weapon and planned to find a blacksmith to make it into a flying sickle to replace the brothers' useless weapons.

"Then are we going after the war?" Kamae said. After all, there was no need for Tsuchigumo to lie to them. Perhaps the Moroboshi family was really an opportunity for the two brothers.

As fellow wandering ninjas, Tsuchigumo has the luxury of using hidden weapons made of fine steel, yet they are still risking their lives for a meager bounty. No wonder the younger Kamada is losing his patience.

"Go, and go as soon as possible." Now Itachi no longer doubted the outcome of this war. If he could be so extravagant as to use fine steel to make hidden weapons for his ninjas, how extravagant must his samurai be.

At this time, the Tsuchigumo had arrived at the next trap, but the ninja who triggered the trap here did not have the skills of the Itachi and Kama brothers. He was now lying on the ground twitching, with three kunai stuck in his body. Judging from the depth, his internal organs had been injured. No wonder he died soon.

Tsuchigumo looked around, pulled out three fishing lines with hooks, and accurately hooked the ring on the end of the kunai handle. Then, with a slight shake of his wrist, he easily pulled out the deeply inserted kunai without even splashing blood.

The matte kunai was inconspicuous, but the kinetic energy of the powerful mechanism was enough to pierce armor. Tsuchigumo, who was good at setting up mechanisms, was very satisfied with it. He wiped it clean carefully, then threw it out without warning, and gently pulled the fishing line, which actually changed the direction of the kunai's flight, and it drew an arc and hit the back of the tree.

Behind a big tree not far away, the ninja holding a blowgun covered his throat tightly, but he could not stop the blood with bubbles from pouring out, and finally he collapsed there powerlessly.

With a slight flick of his wrist, he retracted the kunai and wiped it clean. Then, instead of dealing with the corpse, Tsuchigumo changed the location and set the trap again.

This was not the first ninja he killed, nor would it be the last, as ninjas continued to emerge. It was obvious that the Fukushima family was determined to win this battle, and spent a large amount of money to hire a large number of wandering ninjas.

If it were in the past, Tsuchigumo would probably have prepared to withdraw. After all, he did not want to easily provoke a powerful daimyo like the Fukushima family.

But now, for the first time, he had the idea of ​​continuing to participate, because he didn't think the Moroboshi family would lose, even though the military strength of the two sides was so disparate.

At this time, on the other side of the forest, the ruddy-faced leech put down the ninja in his hand, who looked like a dried corpse and couldn't even hang his clothes, licked his lips, and followed the smell to find the next target. Fukushima Masaki, who was leading his troops, felt a little uneasy and felt that this time the troops were a bit hasty. Now they only knew that the enemy was most likely from the Central Plains, occupied a landlord's house and village, had more than a hundred people under his command, and sold sophisticated weapons to the Shimazu family and the Sagara family.

Theoretically, he poses no threat to the Fukushima family, and after being captured, in addition to obtaining material wealth, they can also gain access to the Central Plains, so the Fukushima family is willing to mobilize 1,500 troops.

However, the ninjas sent out as per convention never returned, which made Fukushima Masaki uneasy, even though his troops had an absolute advantage.

"Stop the march and have someone call Sarutobi." Fukushima Masaki, who was cautious by nature, decided to find out the truth first, so he planned to call the family's exclusive ninja Sarutobi. However, his slow movements made Fukushima Daimyo very dissatisfied, because this time the action had to be fast, and only by catching everyone off guard could the strategic goal be achieved at the lowest cost.

Otherwise, if he dragged his feet and let the enemies of the Fukushima family react, not only would sudden changes occur, but he would also have to pay a greater price. Therefore, he sent samurai to warn him to speed up the march, otherwise his right to lead the army would be revoked.

This was already a very severe warning. Fukushima Masayoshi had no choice but to send more spies to prevent falling into a trap, and then speed up the march. Unexpectedly, the other party not only did not escape, but also prepared for a fight.

Everyone knows that if the two sides go to war, the Moroboshi family will definitely suffer, but they are taking their time to prepare for a head-on war. This strange and unreasonable behavior makes Fukushima Masayoshi more and more unable to see through the Moroboshi family.

But the war could no longer be stopped, and finally both sides began to line up in an open space not far from Daogu Village.

The difference in military strength between the two sides was not very big, at least not as big as imagined. Yan Xu's side had 300 foot soldiers and 50 hatamoto, while the Fukushima family had 500 foot soldiers and 30 samurai.

After seeing the comparison of the two sides' military strength, Fukushima Masaki's face became more and more ugly, because the number of troops of the Moroboshi family was too different from the intelligence, more than twice as much. How could he accept this? You know, before coming, he was prepared for five against one.

Fukushima Masaki understood that even if they won this battle, it would probably be a pyrrhic victory, and the Shimazu and Sagara families would only need to send out some samurai to keep them all back.

Moreover, when he saw Yan Xu from afar, wearing heavy armor and holding a strange spear, his heart sank. Could the Fukushima family really defeat such a god-like figure?

Next, the soldiers of the Moroboshi family gave Fukushima Masaki a heavy blow. Even the lowly foot soldiers were wearing full armor and carrying spears, not to mention the hatamoto, who were far superior to the foot soldiers of the Fukushima family with bamboo spears and bamboo hats. Even the samurai of the Fukushima family looked a little shabby in comparison.

Fukushima knew how much armor could improve combat effectiveness, so he already had a bad feeling in his heart.

"This battle must not be delayed. Everyone, follow me and charge forward. We are bound to take it down in one blow, for the honor of the Fukushima family!" Fukushima Masaki said loudly to the samurai around him. Although he already had a bad premonition in his heart, he was in a difficult situation at this point and had to fight with all his might.

"For the honor of the Fukushima family!" The samurai did not realize the danger of this battle. They only wanted to kill the enemy and make merit. Therefore, as soon as Fukushima Masayoshi was encouraged, they shouted in unison with high morale and took the lead in charging, leaving Fukushima Masayoshi, who started fast and had a loud voice but short steps, behind and became the atmosphere group to cheer them on.

(End of this chapter)