Chapter 55: Divine Strike
In fact, not only did they attract samurai and ronin, but there were also many ninjas who came to join them. The more famous ones were the Itachi and Kama brothers. No one knew how many lives they had killed with their pair of flying sickles.

Therefore, the strength of the Moroboshi family increased instead of decreased after the war, which made the Fukushima family extremely angry. Although the defeated Fukushima Masaki was not ordered to commit seppuku, he was imprisoned in a dungeon and lost all face.

In fact, if the Fukushima family had not been unsure of the Moroboshi family's strength, they would have killed Fukushima Masaki long ago and then gathered their troops to attack.

The problem is that the Moroboshi family is too weird. When we first started collecting intelligence, we found that there were more than a hundred soldiers in such a small territory, which we thought was exaggerated because we couldn't afford to support them at all. But as soon as we sent troops over, the opponent's strength doubled. It was like a joke.

Therefore, although Fukushima Masaki is guilty of this defeat, he does not deserve the death penalty, because anyone else would have been caught off guard.

And no one can guarantee that this is the limit of the Moroboshi family. If they kill Fukushima Masaki at this time, and if they fail by chance, they will also be beheaded.

Therefore, with the tacit agreement of his retainers, Fukushima Masaki, who returned in defeat, was only thrown into a dungeon, and even his identity as a samurai was not deprived.

However, no reliable plan has been worked out for how to deal with the Moroboshi family.

The Fukushima family has a strong military force. Even though they have lost a lot of foot soldiers and samurai before, they can still mobilize twice as many troops at any time.

But who can guarantee that the Zhuxing family’s military strength will not double again?
The Moroboshi family was too mysterious. The Fukushima family, who was unsure of their whereabouts, did not dare to act rashly. Not to mention that their previous actions had already alarmed the Shimazu family and the Sagara family. The two families gathered a thousand troops and stationed them on the border of the Fukushima family, which took up a lot of the Fukushima family's energy.

The confrontation between the three families did not affect Yan Xu. The Fukushima family was out of reach, and the Shimazu family and the Sagara family were unwilling to push the Moroboshi family, which could be an ally, to the enemy, so they naturally would not station troops there, but they still made appropriate inquiries.

Yan Xu is now too busy to take care of his own psychological problems as he is busy dealing with many affairs. Since he has no talented people under him and no one who can make decisions, he can only do it himself, which makes him very flustered.

He has been an ordinary person for two lifetimes, and now he is asked to manage hundreds of people and deal with the current complicated situation. If he is not careful, a war may break out. How can he not be stressed?

Fortunately, Yan Xu found solace in the Guandi Temple. He burned three incense sticks every day, feeling that he had the blessing of the deity, so he could let go of his work and did not lose his composure.

After getting started, Yan Xu found that the situation was not as complicated as he had imagined.

First of all, the largest number of system soldiers obey his orders, so he doesn't need to think too much. Secondly, although some were lost in the last war, the total number is still there and there is no need to recruit more, so his main focus is on the indigenous soldiers.

The elite ronin soldiers, mainly ronin, performed well in this battle. If they had not fought to the death with the ronin hired by the Fukushima family, the outcome of this war would be unpredictable, and at least there would be greater casualties, so Yan Xu decided to expand the number to thirty to fifty people.

In addition, the samurai of the Fukushima family left a deep impression on Yan Xu. Even though they were at a disadvantage, they still killed dozens of his armored foot soldiers while surrounded by hundreds of people. Such fighting power was worthy of the reputation of the samurai.

However, Yan Xu found that using foot soldiers to kill samurai was not cost-effective, so he planned to form a katana team mainly composed of wandering samurai, specifically to deal with hostile samurai.

The katana is longer and heavier than the katana, and has a better armor-piercing effect, so it is naturally more advantageous in battlefield fighting. However, the katana requires higher material requirements, otherwise it will break easily, and the requirements for the user are also high, requiring stronger physical strength and arm strength to bring out the advantages of the katana.

This requires strict physical training, but the problem is that physical training is too demanding, and most warriors cannot even afford the food and drink alone.

But for Yan Xu, as long as he doesn't pay, material consumption is not a big problem.

We have even prepared to return to modern times to purchase lymph meat, cockscomb oil, starch sausage and other things to nourish their bodies.

Anyway, only the self-proclaimed elegant upper class in Japan are obsessed with not eating meat and only eating fish, while the lower class people eat whatever they can get. In order to replenish their physical strength, the samurai would also get meat through hunting in private, otherwise they would not be able to eat enough. If they restrict themselves here and there, they will not be afraid of fainting due to hypoglycemia on the battlefield.

In addition, this battle made his luck value exceed 1,000 again. In addition to the hundreds of luck points obtained from killing enemies, the impact he had on several major forces nearby was also providing him with a steady stream of luck points.

This amount of luck points was not enough for upgrades, and Yan Xu didn't know how long it would take to save them up, so he decided to use them to strengthen troops and buildings.

Yan Xu had almost no hesitation in choosing between the two options to strengthen the Guandi Temple, because he was not afraid of the ordinary ones, but he was afraid that they were not human, so may Guandi bless him!
After the strengthening, the Guandi Temple, which has not changed in appearance, has inexplicably gained a more majestic aura, which makes people feel awe before they even step in. However, the real change is the addition of a magical skill.

The power of divine fighting cannot be achieved by just chanting spells and stomping your feet. One must have a trace of divine charm to stimulate one's own potential. The upgraded Guandi Temple automatically bestowed him with a trace of divine charm, allowing him to get started right away.

Yan Xu had no idea that upgrading the Guandi Temple would actually allow him to gain divine power. Anyway, this was his first time to come into contact with supernatural powers, so he couldn't wait to put on his armor and get ready with his Mo Dao.

As a hot current poured in from the top of his head, Yan Xu opened his eyes, his face was dignified without anger, and his heart beat like a drum. In a blink of an eye, boiling blood flowed throughout his body, and his muscles were swollen and tense. He felt like he had a thousand pounds of strength that he couldn't use. For a moment, he couldn't help but wave the Mo Dao in his hand. The sword techniques he had learned before kept emerging in his mind. He performed them on his own, and it only took him half an incense stick of time to go from unfamiliar to proficient. Then he almost fainted.

Yan Xu, sweating profusely, was helped back into the house. He first drank three cups of warm water, then opened the can of luncheon meat he brought with trembling hands. He ate three boxes in one breath without feeling sick of it. He just felt cold and very weak.

Yan Xu then understood that the so-called divine fighting was not the power bestowed on you by God, but the use of divine charm to break the limitations of the human body and unleash one's own potential. However, because the training could not keep up, not only would it be difficult to persist, but it would also deplete one's own vitality.

"Why does it feel like Kaio-ken?" Yan Xu muttered to himself while eating canned yellow peaches and drinking canned soup. For the first time, he felt worried about his health.

In fact, this is related to quick success. Most people who want to learn the divine fighting skills have to strengthen their muscles and bones since childhood, and then cultivate their energy and spirit. They practice the skills of a boy. Even so, it often takes ten years to get started. By then, they will naturally adapt to it. As long as they don't abuse it, there won't be too many problems.

Even though Yan Xu was still a boy, he had practiced a lot of skills. He got the hang of it right away, but his body couldn't keep up. His energy would be consumed once he used it. This meant that his magic strike could not be used as a regular skill, but only as a killer move, unless his physical fitness could keep up.

(End of this chapter)