I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Chapter 311 Two Sanae?

In the chaotic military formation, dozens of brave warriors advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, guarding the two sedan chairs as they retreated on the green grass that was like a carpet.

However, although he was being hunted, he did not look panicked. Occasionally he glanced at the general who was riding a horse and leading his foot soldiers to cover his retreat. The shame of enduring humiliation and living in seclusion was evident in his words.

However, the two princes they were protecting at this time were extremely important to the war in the entire Sekigahara area. They had received military orders and had to protect the safety of the princes.

When retreating, they looked at each other and were determined to die.

The leader looked quite young, about fifteen or sixteen years old, only about 1.65 meters tall, not very good-looking, with a square face, small eyes, and eyebrows like a bunch of weeds. At this moment, his expression was solemn and serious, giving people a very calm feeling.

He gripped the spear tightly and said in a deep voice: "If the general dies in battle, we will have failed in our duty as guards. We will find out who the traitor who leaked the news will be beheaded, and I will cut open my stomach and commit suicide!"

"I will go with you."

"No! Look over there!"

At this moment, a warrior with glasses suddenly saw another large group of troops coming out of the woods and exclaimed in surprise.

The hundreds of cavalrymen in the lead, the large artillery unit, and the three thousand foot soldiers on the front line, a total of four thousand troops, are a force that can determine victory even in a large-scale battle.

In order not to attract attention, Lord Arima did not bring many soldiers with him when he came to support. There were only a few hundred samurai, foot soldiers, civilians, and maids.

The other party wants to kill us all!

"The morale of the ashigaru collapsed."

The leading young warrior gritted his teeth and gave the order: "Lord Imagawa, Lord Shimada, you and the sedan bearers escort the two princes to evacuate, and the rest of you follow me to escort Lord Arima!"

After saying that, he led other warriors to support their own collapsing battle formation.

The battle situation was urgent and no one could hesitate. Two strange young warriors wearing glasses pursed their lips and shouted at the sedan bearers to run away quickly with shame on their faces.

At the front line, seeing that the enemy had a large group of reinforcements, there was dust everywhere, shouts were heard all day long, and the sound of cannons was as dense as rain. In the air filled with smoke, comrades around him were shot one after another, blood splattered, and they fell to the ground screaming. In the chaos, they were stepped on a few times and became silent.

In a trance, there were voices shouting: "Our army is defeated! Our army is defeated!"

The sound seemed to come from the opposite side, but at this time the two sides were in close combat and the distinction was no longer so clear. They could even see each other's faces distorted by violence and feel the slippery touch of warm blood splashing on their faces.

This situation, which was like a hellish battlefield, made the foot soldiers who had experienced countless battles feel despair. Their morale was on the verge of collapse. They just numbly clenched their spears and stabbed continuously. If it weren't for the brave warriors riding horses in front of them who led them to win dozens of fierce battles of all sizes, the army would have collapsed long ago.

But even so, people continued to drop their weapons and run away.

"coward!"

The young warrior raised his hand and stabbed a fleeing foot soldier to death with a spear, and glanced at the other deserters with murderous intent, "Either go back and fight, and I will pretend I didn't see anything, or die now!"

A low-ranking warrior who was fleeing saw dozens of warriors supervising the battle from behind, and then glanced at the thousands of soldiers behind him. He gritted his teeth and drew his sword from his waist: "Asshole, get out of my way!"

He had only taken a few steps when he saw the warrior leaning down and pushing. The seemingly heavy iron gun bit towards him like a poisonous snake. Only a flash of cold light could be seen in the sunlight, and a sharp pain came from his heart.

After stabbing the lower-ranking warrior to death cleanly and neatly, the young warrior put away his gun and glanced at the deserter, "Go back!"

The foot soldiers hesitated for two seconds, then ran back crawling.

The young samurai also led dozens of samurai to charge forward with spears in hand: "Lord Arima, we are here to help you!"

The young warrior shouted loudly, and fearlessly used his iron spear to block the several holes in the spear array. His fierce and steady spear skills pierced through the enemy troops one after another.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were roars of several cannons in the distance. Before the smoke rose, the young warrior felt a pain in his left arm, as if he was bitten by something, and he could not use any strength.

He didn't even bother to check on his injuries, he simply dropped his gun and started fighting with his sword.

shhhhhh!
At this time, a rain of arrows came down, and it seemed that there were many more small black spots on the body. The young warrior was shocked when he saw this, and he ducked into the enemy camp, slashed with the sword in his hand, and slashed a foot soldier in the chest and abdomen, then carried the corpse to resist the rain of arrows. His nose was full of fishy smell, and he could occasionally feel arrows piercing his armor, but his armor was excellent, and the arrows did not penetrate deep, and it did not affect his combat effectiveness.

He kept swinging the katana in his hand, and several warriors behind him advanced and retreated together. For a moment, the despair in his heart was replaced by a kind of rage and heroism, and his body, which should have been exhausted, suddenly gained new strength.

"Haha! With you all here, why should I fear death? Evil villain, take the knife from Master Ma!"

The young warrior laughed three times, but unexpectedly his fine armor attracted the attention of the enemy warriors, who dispatched troops to surround and kill him.

The other warriors who charged into the enemy camp with the young warrior were outnumbered and were separated. The young warrior fought with several enemy warriors in the battle formation for several seconds, suffering multiple injuries on his body. Blood continued to ooze out of his body and his strength gradually disappeared.

Looking around, I saw that some of my friendly soldiers were dead or injured. Behind me, I seemed to hear the enemy's cheers of victory. The faces of the warriors who were so close to me seemed to be shrouded in shadows and could not be seen clearly. A feeling of weakness and helplessness surged in my heart.

"I have tried my best. I have fulfilled my life-threatening oath, right?"

He struggled to stand up, holding the knife in one hand, but before he could think any more, several spears stabbed at him at the same time, ready to pierce his chest.

call!
At this moment, a sound like a strong wind or a thunderclap came from the hillside not far away.

The foot soldiers and samurai on the battlefield were startled by the sound. They immediately stopped chasing the defeated army and looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

Dozens of fire dragons were seen sweeping in around a gray-white mist. The mist covered the sky and even blocked out the scorching sun at noon. The flames were faintly visible in the mist, just like the legendary fire dragon.

The mist soon reached everyone's heads, and the army's morale was shaken. Warriors at all levels shouted to calm their men, but the next moment,
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dozens of long dragons of fire descended from the sky with great force, cutting through the air and causing a series of ear-piercing explosions.

Before the soldiers and warriors could react, the long dragon of fire smashed down fiercely. The battlefield, which was already like a bloody meat grinder, suddenly turned into a sea of ​​fire. Everywhere you looked, there was red, the high temperature that could tear people's skin and flesh, and the thick smoke that made it impossible to open your eyes.

"Xilulu!"

The cavalry's horses were frightened on the spot, and they kicked up their heels, threw off their riders, and sped away.

Without a commander and with a possible monster attacking, the rain of fire from the sky seemed to have no end.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The piercing sound of flames rapidly falling through the air continued to ring out like a nightmare, and the army formation of thousands of foot soldiers collapsed in an instant.

"Monster! It's a monster!"

"Run! The monster is coming!"

The burly veteran who was moving freely in the enemy's formation had already seen his own battle formation collapse and was determined to die. Even after hearing the thunderous sound, he did not stop. For some reason, the warhorse under his crotch was not frightened by the scorching sun and rain of fire. With bloodshot eyes, he carried the warriors and continued to chase the fleeing enemy. "Good opportunity! It must be the help of the gods. Everyone, follow me and follow Lord Arima to hunt down these evil thieves!"

The young warrior didn't know what was going on, but seeing that the flames seemed to have eyes and avoided his own soldiers and only burned the enemy, he made up a story, gathered a group of defeated soldiers, and headed in the direction of the burly old general.

at this time,

"Pong!"

A fleeing artilleryman fired a shot behind him in panic, without even aiming. Smoke rose. The sound of the gun was inconspicuous in the battlefield that was like a hellfire. It was just a small sound, like a drop of water falling into the ocean, which could not be captured in an instant.

He fled without looking back, and did not notice that the burly old general behind him swayed weakly on his horse and fell off.

"Arima-sama!"

The young warrior's eyes were bloodshot as he hurried over, dragging his seriously injured body. He saw corpses all over the ground in front of him. The bright red blood had dyed a large area of ​​grass red. The old veteran was lying flat on the soft grass carpet, facing the blue sky. He was still breathing, but his breath was almost gone. He was on his deathbed.

The old warhorse beside him kept pacing around him, nudging him gently from time to time, as if trying to wake him up, just like when he was a foal and took a nap with his master on the hillside of his hometown and missed the time to go home.

The young warrior ran over in a panic, slipped in a pool of blood, and crawled to his feet. Finally, he knelt weakly in front of the old general and sobbed.

"How are the two princes?"

The young samurai wiped his tears and quickly replied, "I have sent Lord Imagawa and Lord Shimada to escort them away. They are safe."

The old general nodded slightly and asked again: "Did our army lose?"

"No, the enemy was defeated. The divine fire only burned those despicable villains. There must be a god coming to help us. Lord Arima, please hold on. If the god comes later, I will ask him for help. The god is merciful and will give you the magic medicine to make you healed!"

The young warrior said this as if grasping at a life-saving straw, then he knelt on the ground, looked up at the gray-white clouds covering the sky and shouted: "God, please save Arima-sama!"

He kowtowed continuously as he spoke.

Arima Tadayasu shook his head. "It is inevitable that a general will die in battle. I have already put aside matters of life and death. However, the two princes are related to the overall situation. The people of Kanto are like jackals, tigers and leopards, with hearts as vicious as snakes and scorpions. The military discipline is corrupt. If the war spreads to Kansai, I am afraid that many lives will be lost. Ze Zong, promise me that you will protect the two princes until they arrive."

As he spoke, his voice gradually died down. The light in his old eyes dimmed, and he could vaguely see the gray and white clouds that filled the sky shrink and transform into a white silhouette.

In his last glance before darkness fell, he did not look at the white figure, but gazed at the reappearing azure sky with floating clouds.

The sky is long and the moon is short. Is this my final fate? I really can't accept it.
Arima Norimune continued to kowtow and pray to the gods.

"I am not a god."

He only heard a solemn and dignified voice, and when he looked up with joy, he found that it was a huge white fox with a white glow all over its body, as big as a house, with two tails like fluffy white clouds. Its expression did not have the viciousness of a demon, but was extremely calm, and its narrow fox eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Higashino Yu looked at the samurai in front of him and recognized him at a glance. Isn't this the boy Arima?

But seeing that he seemed to be completely immersed in this historical scene, Dong Yeyu thought for two seconds and asked tentatively: "Do you still remember Dong Yeyu?"

"Higashino, who is that?" Confusion appeared on Arima Norimune's dirty face, which was covered with sweat and blood.

Dong Yeyu seemed to be thinking about something, nodded slightly, and said, "I don't have the power to save him, run for your life."

As he spoke, he turned into mist and dissipated.

Seeing the white fox dissipate into clouds, Arima Zemune fell to his knees helplessly.

"Lord Arima, let's retreat quickly. The enemy will regroup soon. If we don't leave now, it will be too late!"

At this time, a samurai came to persuade him. Arima Norimune naturally knew the seriousness of the matter. He looked hatefully at the soldiers who were fleeing in a panic, carried the old general's body on his back, led the old horse, and retreated with his army.

Dong Ye Yu turned into a cloud and followed the defeated army. He saw many familiar figures on the way, but they seemed to have lost their memories.

What about Sanae and the others?
Then, suddenly, I saw several foot soldiers in front of me carrying two sedan chairs and running away desperately.

The sedan chair is the means of transportation for the nobles on this island country. It is similar to the sedan chair in ancient China. However, compared to the spacious sedan chair, the sedan chair is extremely small.

It was square and hung under a beam, and could only accommodate a short person. People who were slightly taller could not sit in it. Four people carried it, two in front and two behind, just like they were carrying a coffin.

But it can be seen from the appearance that the person in the sedan chair is of distinguished status - the sedan chair is painted black and looks glazed, with gorgeous and elegant patterns interspersed with golden chrysanthemum patterns, which shine brightly in the sun and can be regarded as finely crafted.

There were dozens of maids in kimonos following behind, but wooden clogs were obviously not suitable for escaping. Many maids fell on the grass in panic, and the team was extremely disorganized.

Higashino Yu took a look around and found that there were quite a few female classmates among the maids. Just like Arima Norimune before, they seemed to be completely immersed in the place and put themselves into their roles.

It's like acting out a big drama.

Higashino Yu did not find Sanae among the maids, so he turned into a white fox and stopped the sedan bearers.

"Stop!" Dong Ye Yu said in a deep voice.

When the sedan bearers saw such a huge fox with two tails appear before them, they screamed in horror and fled in all directions.

Dong Yeyu ignored the escaped sedan bearers and walked to one of the sedans. He lowered his head and looked inside through the narrow window of the sedan. As expected, he saw a hint of gold and asked in a low voice, "See you tomorrow, Miss?"

The blonde girl in the sedan pushed open the small window of the sedan, and an elf-like girl appeared before her eyes. She calmly looked at the fox head in front of her that was bigger than the sedan, nodded gently, and said softly, "Good afternoon, Mr. Ayu."

Encountering such a strange thing, you are not panicked at all?

Dong Ye Yu wanted to see some panic in the girl's eyes so that he could laugh at her at the right time, but he only saw calmness like a waveless sea in those ice-blue eyes. And why did she still have memories?
Is it because of the practice?

Dong Yeyu pondered for a moment and answered subconsciously, "Good afternoon, Your Highness."

"As the most loyal attendant of His Excellency the Knight, you don't recognize me?"

At this time, an equally familiar voice came from another sedan chair. The small window was pushed open, and a girl who looked exactly like the girl in front of him was looking at him.

Two Sanae? Higashino Yu was stunned.

(End of this chapter)