I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

They were all eagerly awaiting the order to attack, ready to throw themselves into battle at any moment.

In addition, the five strongest members of the Shinsengumi—Souji, Kondo Isami, Hijikata Toshizo, Nagakura Shinpachi, and Saito Hajime—have also been resting.

The strongest members of the Shinsengumi, who had been recuperating and preparing for battle, led the strongest units of the Shinsengumi, who had also been recuperating and preparing for battle.

On the other hand, their opponents...

The valiant fighting of the Fourth and Sixth Divisions not only successfully drew in the main force of the bandits, but also greatly depleted their physical strength, morale, and spirit.

The relentless and continuous battles had already left them exhausted.

One side is the elite of the elite; the other side is just the tallest among the short.

One side is well-rested and waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out; the other side is exhausted and its troops are weary.

The contrast between the strong and the weak is so stark that one can already guess the outcome even before the battle begins.

Furthermore, every Shinsengumi member present clearly saw the fluttering flag... or rather, the eight large characters fluttering in the wind—

To die is an honor! To live is a disgrace!

On the day the completed uniforms and military flags were delivered to the Shinsengumi garrison, Qingdeng held a special meeting to explain to the entire army the meaning of the "commanding flag" and what it would mean once this flag was erected on the battlefield.

The moment this flag is raised signifies the moment of death! The entire army must be prepared to fight to the death! Once the battle begins, we must fight bravely against the enemy!

Victory or death!

Any general who retreats before his troops in battle shall be executed on the spot!

In battle, if an army retreats without regard for its general, the rear guard will behead the front guard!

Those who shrink back will be executed on the spot!

Those who flee in panic shall be executed on the spot!

Everything is like this flag—honorable to die, but not to live!

Masajiro Ozeki truly lived up to his reputation as the standard-bearer handpicked by Seido.

He carried a "Sincerity Flag" in one hand and a "Combat Supervision Flag" in the other—something unimaginable for most people—yet he walked with incredible speed! The two flags, held side by side, stood firmly in place!

Seeing the reinforcements from Souji and the others, the soldiers of the Fourth and Sixth Divisions, led by Serizawa Kamo, were greatly encouraged, and even the fatigue they were feeling was greatly reduced.

The various teams met up, then flew over the hillside and charged towards the enemy army together!

In the blink of an eye, the two armies clashed.

The battlefield between the two sides... was like waves hitting a reef.

The waves shattered the rocks, but they remained unharmed.

Undoubtedly, the rebel army was the former, while the Shinsengumi was naturally the latter.

"Wow, these people are amazing!"

"Run! These guys are much stronger than the ones we just dealt with!"

"I'm not fighting anymore! I'm not fighting anymore! I surrender! Please don't kill me! I surrender! I surrender! I surrender!"

……

The members of the First, Second, and Third Divisions are indeed elite soldiers, selected from among hundreds.

Whether it was the strength with which they wielded their weapons or the skill with which they executed their moves, they were far superior to the soldiers of other units.

They marched forward with their heads held high. Although they were not arranged in a neat military formation, they were as one, exuding a heavy and oppressive aura, like mountains!

Every step, every swing of the arm, has the power to overturn mountains and seas!

Amidst the clanging of swords being drawn and the heavy footsteps, the members of the three squads held their breath, flared their nostrils, their eyes blazing, and roared out loud.

There are no vocal techniques whatsoever.

It was simply a forced, strained shout.

Although it lacks substantial content, it is filled with a terrifying spirit, like a tiger roaring in the mountains!

It was truly earth-shattering and incredibly inspiring.

Despite having far fewer people than the other side, they managed to completely suppress the other side's momentum simply by shouting!

As the swords raised high fell, they sliced ​​through the crowd in dark red arcs, leaving behind corpses and bandits fleeing in all directions, their morale shattered.

The fleeing bandits pressed down on the other bandits around them like sheep, further exacerbating the chaos.

Of course, the most terrifying people, the people who terrified the bandits the most... had to be those 5 "humanoid Gundams".

The commander-in-chief took the lead.

Kondo Isami charged into battle

Tu Fang Suisan bravely shouldered the heavy responsibility.

Yongcang's new eighty thousand men are not suitable.

Saito Ichi was invincible.

The sword flashes, moving left and right!

These five individuals are all capable of taking on a thousand men single-handedly; any one of them could easily break through the enemy's defenses.

Qing Deng placed the first, second, and third squads and these five people in the comfortable main camp and the relatively easy northern front, all for this moment—so that they could unleash their full power when the general attack arrived!

In reality, the five people led by the commander-in-chief were all warmongers!

Souji and Kondo Isami are obsessed with swordsmanship; Hijikata Toshizo has been a troublemaker who loves to fight since childhood; Nagakura Shinpachi is determined to create great achievements with swords; Saito Hajime is a ruthless character who will never speak if he can draw his sword.

While others were actively fighting, they were stuck in the peaceful rear, bored out of their minds, and could only stare at each other... They also felt extremely frustrated!

Otherwise, the commander wouldn't have kept sending people to Aoto to complain: "The north is so boring! I want to go to other fronts!"

When this pent-up resentment was released in an instant... the energy it generated was naturally terrifying!

The other two battlefields—the southern front and the western front—were in similar condition.

After Sanako left, Todo Heisuke temporarily took over command of the southern front.

He and Harada Sanosuke to the west received the order to "launch a general attack" at almost the same time.

They imitated Inoue Genzaburo, shouting, "Your camp is lost! Surrender now!" while squeezing out the last of their strength and unleashing it on the bandits in front of them.

Countless sword shadows and blades, tearing through the air and dancing wildly in mid-air, intertwined into a terrifying expanse of cold, electric light, like greedy, thirsty beasts, frantically chasing after warm blood, torn muscle, and shattered bones.

The sun, as always, hangs high in the sky, looking down upon the world.

Its warm light seemed to be obscured by the intense killing intent that filled the entire Iga Basin, and it suddenly became dim.

The biting cold wind could not drown out the increasingly loud voices, a mixture of two completely different emotions—excitement and pain.

It stubbornly and persistently surged and hovered above the basin.

……

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The enemy camp, main camp—

Qing Deng slightly raised his right arm, the tip of his spear pointing directly at Shibasaki Renjuro's chest.

Even without anyone pointing it out, Qingdeng could recognize the dazed man in front of him by his "smell" at a glance as the mastermind behind the turmoil and the general of the rebel army.

If we can take Shibasaki Renjuro's head, then this surprise attack... no, this battle of Iga will be a resounding success!

Just as Bento Aoto was about to unleash his power and thrust his spear into Shibasaki Renjuro's chest, the neighing of a warhorse rang out from in front of him.

"master!"

The sound of horses' hooves, like a sudden rain, approached Qingdeng in an instant.

Qing Deng looked up and saw a dozen or so cavalrymen galloping towards him, their faces full of anxiety.

With their robust physiques and bright, piercing eyes, Qing Deng could tell at a glance that these knights were all martial artists.

They must be Shibasaki Renjuro's apprentices.

Suddenly, a loud bang was heard, indicating that the four hooves had accelerated rapidly.

At the same instant, the knights crouched low on their saddles, gripped their weapons, and prepared to pounce, their slightly bent bodies resembling springs ready to spring out at any moment.

Seeing this, Qingdeng calmly gathered his strength and prepared to fight back.

He raised his right arm again—originally aiming the spear tip at Shibasaki Renjuro, he instead pointed it at the leading knight.

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With a piercing sound like an arrow whistling through the air, the spear tip shot out.

Immediately following was the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through flesh.

The spear tip first pierced the horse's head, and then, with its momentum undiminished, pierced the knight's chest and emerged from behind.

The next instant, Qing Deng suddenly released the spear in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the carrot beneath his crotch carried him soaring over the back of the man and horse strung together by long spears.

In the blink of an eye, Qingdeng's right hand shot out like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, grabbed the shaft near the tip of the spear, and with a fierce effort, pulled the spear from the knight's back, from the knight and his horse.

A true "piercing through"!

"on!"

"Don't be afraid!"

"We must rescue our master!"

The tragic death of their comrade did not frighten the remaining knights; instead, it united them in their hatred of the enemy.

They encouraged each other and attacked Qingdeng from all directions and angles.

Good teamwork.

Unfortunately... they chose the wrong opponent.

Qing Deng swung his sword to the left, then swept it to the right, and finally thrust it forward—in just three moves, the knights who had attacked him fell to the ground like ripe mangoes, some dead, some wounded, and some maimed.

Although they did not defeat Qingdeng, they had already achieved their goal.

"Master! Come on up quickly!"