I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

Rather, this is what a "matchlock gun duel" should look like.

With extremely poor precision and a small quantity, it's no surprise that it ended up with this "human body outline" effect.

However, the timely reinforcements from the Aizu arquebusiers caused chaos among the enemy troops and disrupted their plans.

Even warriors who diligently practiced martial arts and were often surrounded by bloodshed were afraid of firearms, let alone the "agrarians" who had only ever dealt with the countryside.

Looking at the timely arrival of the reinforcements, Inoue Genzaburo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: Great! It seems that the main camp already knew about our predicament, so they sent over the Aizu arquebusiers, which were one of their trump cards.

Inoue Genzaburo was still feeling fortunate, while Serizawa Kamo—on the other hand—was expressionless, looking neither sad nor happy.

Suddenly, a whisper reached his ear:

"I really didn't expect... that you guys couldn't hold on so quickly."

At the same time, he felt a familiar presence beside him.

Serizawa Kamo paused for a moment, then revealed a complicated expression.

"Orange..."

Like a ghost, Aoto appeared silently and unnoticed beside Serizawa Kamo.

He crouched halfway in the shallow pit, looking directly at the other person, and began to ask questions in a calm tone:

"Although there haven't been large-scale casualties, there's no doubt you're at a disadvantage. Given the dire situation, why didn't you request reinforcements from the main camp immediately?"

"..."

Serizawa Kamo pursed her lips and remained silent.

Qingdeng didn't seem to expect a detailed reply from the other party, and continued speaking on his own:

“Serizawa Kamo, I know what you’re thinking.”

“If we ask the main camp for help and force them to send reinforcements, it might have a very negative impact on subsequent operations—you certainly don’t do it for such a noble reason.”

"You just don't want to lose face, right?"

Serizawa Kamo's pupils contracted slightly.

"You've won one victory after another on other battlefields, but you're the only ones in such a sorry state. This must be very embarrassing for you."

"However, I can understand your difficulties."

"After all, the area you are guarding is inherently easy to attack but difficult to defend."

"I don't have many other things under my command, but I have plenty of fierce generals who can take on a thousand men single-handedly."

"If you need it, I can bring Aichi and his Third Division over right now."

"With Ah-yi here, this place must be impregnable."

After hearing Qing Deng's words... especially his line, "I may not have much else, but I have plenty of fierce generals who can take on a thousand men," Serizawa Kamo's expression changed drastically.

His eyebrows furrowed, his face flushed, and faint blue veins throbbed in his temples.

After a short while, he said in a deep voice:

"...What a childish tactic."

"Ju, do you really think I don't know you're deliberately trying to provoke me?"

"Such a weak attempt at provocation will only make you feel uncomfortable."

"However... even so, it's still better than holding back your anger."

"Alright! Tachibana, then open your eyes wide and watch closely! I'll show you the bravery of the Mito people!"

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Chapter 652 Summoning the Berserker! The Bandit Army's Counterattack! Special Forces Deployed! [4100]

Having said that, Serizawa Kamo gripped the steel knife in his hand and dashed out of the shallow pit where he and Aoto were hiding!

At the same time, Qing Deng turned to the Aizu arquebusiers behind him and shouted:

"Cease fire!"

They truly are highly trained elites.

Upon hearing this order, despite feeling extremely puzzled, everyone stopped what they were doing.

On the vast battlefield, only the enemy's side was still spewing thick smoke.

"Tachibana-kun, this...this..."

Not far away, Inoue Genzaburo looked at Aoto with his mouth slightly open, then at Serizawa Kamo who had already run far away, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Inoue Genzaburo, the soldiers of the Fourth and Sixth Divisions, and the enemy soldiers on the opposite side were all stunned by Serizawa Kamo's "single charge".

Because they were so shocked, the enemy soldiers slowed down their firing rate considerably.

After a moment, the bandit commanders, suppressing their joy, thought to themselves:

—This idiot actually went out to his death! It's like heaven is helping me!

In order not to waste this easy victory, they hastily gave the order:

"Fire! Fire! Don't stand still! Fire!"

In an instant, rows of iron cannons were set up again, their dark muzzles pointed directly at the figures rapidly approaching them!

Serizawa Kamo narrowed his eyes, showing no fear, and continued to walk with the same footwork, but his speed increased even more!

In the blink of an eye, he bent down, picked up a corpse from the ground, held it in his left hand, and used it as a shield in front of himself.

Although it was just a corpse, it still weighed over a hundred pounds.

Easily lifting objects weighing over 100 pounds with just one hand... Only a strong and powerful person like Serizawa Kamo could pull off such a feat.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

puff!puff!

Serizawa Kamo felt a moderate impact on his left hand... Two bullets hit the flesh shield in front of him.

He lowered his head, hiding his entire body even more completely behind the "meat shield".

Using corpses as shields... The bandit commanders never expected that Serizawa Kamo could charge into battle while simultaneously deflecting the threat of bullets in such a way!

"Fire! Fire! Don't stop!"

The bandit commanders, their faces contorted with fear, strained their voices and uttered hysterical tones.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

As the distance between them continued to close, more and more projectiles hit the "meat shield".

However, the arquebus's penetrating power was simply insufficient.

Once the bullets penetrated the "meat shield," they were like instant milk powder that had come into contact with hot water—they were instantly neutralized.

And so, relying on his "meat shield charge," Serizawa Kamo forcefully broke into the enemy ranks!

"Drink it! Aa ...

Serizawa Kamo roared, threw away the meat shield in his hand, and pounced on the bandit army's musket formation that was already close at hand like a starving carnivore!

It must be said that the timing of his attack was absolutely brilliant.

The first rank of the musket formation had just fired a shot and had not yet had time to retreat to the rear.

The queue exchange is not yet complete... which means that this formation is at its most vulnerable moment!

Taking advantage of the momentum of his forward lunge, Serizawa Kamo forcefully brought down the sword he had raised above his head, slashing at the bandit directly in front of him.

puff!

Blood arrows rained down!

With a single blow, a living person was neatly cleaved in two!

"Drink it! Aa ...

Before the roar had stopped... Serizawa Kamo, who had just landed heavily, quickly brandished his steel sword, drawing silver flashes in mid-air.

In an instant, the crimson hue spread out, revealing a silvery light!

He started with a right-upper stance, unleashing a kesa slash, his sword whistling as it hurtled straight toward someone's head.

The man instinctively raised his matchlock gun horizontally, attempting to block the attack.

Apart from the hollow barrel, the rest of the matchlock gun was made of wood.

With such a structure, how could it possibly withstand Serizawa Kamo's heavy slash?

Sure enough—the matchlock gun and his head split apart, the blade that had cleaved through the top of his head embedding itself directly into his Adam's apple.

Serizawa Kamo swiftly drew his sword, but in the blink of an eye, he pulled it back to his hand and turned to attack his next opponent.

Before him stood a short, pale-faced man who, while screaming in terror, instinctively raised his matchlock gun.

The burning fuse was already caught on the hook, ready to be fired.

But Serizawa Kamo's movements were a cut faster.

Serizawa Kamo shifted his stance, crouched down, and as he dodged out of the gun's reach, aimed at the short man's belly and delivered a reverse kasaya slash.

The blade flashed skyward, slicing through the intestines and taking another life.

As his life force rapidly faded, the matchlock musket, which was ready to fire, naturally slipped from the short man's hand.

Serizawa Kamo, with quick reflexes, raised her left hand and caught it in the process.

The next moment, he raised his gun, aimed it, and casually pointed it at someone not far away—bang—the bullet hit the person squarely in the chest, and the person immediately coughed up blood and fell to the ground.

Handling firearms is ultimately not Serizawa Kamo's forte.

He threw down the unusable matchlock gun, gripped the knife with both hands, and focused on the three-foot-long blade in his palm.