I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

"Even without your help, we can still achieve a complete victory."

Why do you have to get involved yourself?

"I wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

This morning, Qingdeng announced to his generals: "In today's battle, I will personally lead the charge!"

Almost everyone was baffled by his decision—it wasn't some tough battle with uncertain outcomes, so why did he need to personally take charge?

No sooner had Hijikata Toshizo finished speaking than Aoto smiled slightly:

"Sui San, thank you for your kindness."

“I understand your good intentions, but my mind is made up.”

"For certain reasons, I will give it my all in today's battle!"

After saying that, Qingdeng turned his head to look east.

His intuition told him that Mr. Kiryu was lurking in the east, quietly waiting for the best opportunity to infiltrate.

Hijikata Toshizo gave Aoto a deep look, then sighed silently:

"Alright, you're the boss, I'll listen to you."

At this moment, Yamanami Keisuke rode up on horseback.

"King Tachibana! All units are ready! We can launch an attack at any time!"

Upon hearing this, Qing Deng nodded to indicate that he understood, then looked away and gazed at the distant Tianlong Temple again, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit.

"Shinsengumi!"

He yanked the reins sharply, and Radish reared up on its front hooves, letting out a powerful cry.

"assault!"

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Chapter 853 Aoto vs. Kusaka Genrui! A Clash of the Supreme Commanders! [5500]

The next instant, Qingdeng kicked the cow's belly hard.

The radish retracted its two raised front legs and shot out, much like a spring that had been flattened and then suddenly released.

A headwind blew against him, and Qing Deng heard his haori (a type of traditional Chinese garment) rustling in the wind.

Immediately afterwards, like a flood, the originally very tight cavalry formation scattered and disintegrated, turning into streams of "turbulent water" that, led by Qingdeng, crashed heavily towards Tianlong Temple.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the same time the cavalry launched their attack, the cannons behind them roared in unison.

The firing of many cannons merged into a continuous, low rumble.

Above Qing Deng and the others, there were sounds of rushing, roaring, and shouting that were difficult to discern with the naked eye.

"Raise the muzzle 4 degrees upwards, and 2 degrees to the right. Quickly! Don't dawdle!"

The thunderous sound of artillery fire dominated the surrounding space with an overwhelming presence.

As Abe Juro (captain of the 11th Division) shouted his orders in a clear and methodical voice, he subtly glanced at the Satsuma army's artillery position not far away.

The Satsuma army's artillery positions were located 50 meters away.

Even a layman could see at a glance the outstanding combat capabilities of the Satsuma army's artillery units.

Each soldier performed their duties, and each person was like a cog in a machine, operating in an orderly manner.

Their scientific and skillful operation methods enabled them to fire at an alarmingly fast speed.

In terms of training level alone... the Satsuma Artillery Corps is slightly superior to the Shinsengumi Artillery Corps, which has been established for less than a year!

—As expected of a powerful vassal state capable of independently manufacturing guns, cannons, and warships!

Abe Juro secretly praised him.

Driven by his competitive spirit, he was unwilling to lose to his opponent.

Therefore, he worked even harder to direct and issue instructions.

Escorted by cannons, the cavalry's charge became even more overwhelming.

The Changzhou army had lost all will to fight; they simply charged in with their cavalry and that was it.

Unlike yesterday, the Shinsengumi's 7th and 10th Divisions don't have to fight alone this time; they have the Aizu Cavalry's assistance.

"Go!"

"Let the Choshu dogs see the might of the world-renowned Aizu cavalry!"

"Keep up close! Don't fall behind!"

Although the Aizu cavalry was not numerous, numbering only two hundred, their horsemanship and the momentum of their charge were in no way inferior to the seventh and tenth divisions of the Shinsengumi.

Qingdeng crouched low, his chest almost touching the cow's back, to minimize the impact of wind resistance.

Before long, the main camp of the Changzhou army became increasingly clear.

Those faces, filled with fear and panic, came into Qing Deng's view clearly.

The current situation of the Choshu army is even worse than Qing Deng had anticipated.

A massive cavalry force was almost upon them, yet they hadn't even managed to organize a proper defensive line.

It is clear that its command system has completely collapsed.

"They're here!"

"Shinsengumi! Bring it on! I'll fight you to the death!"

"Quickly! Set up your spears!"

"You bastard! Where are you going?!"

"Come back! Come back now! Running away now will only lead to being slaughtered! Fighting to the death might give you a chance to survive!"

All sorts of sounds entered Qingdeng's ears, allowing him to directly experience the myriad aspects of life when disaster strikes.

Qing Deng ignored the noise—his innate talent "Gathering Spirit" activated—he focused intently and slowly raised his long spear.

How fast can a cavalry charge be?

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

Qing Deng swung his long spear horizontally, cutting a dark red arc through the enemy ranks. Wherever the spear passed, the enemy ranks crumbled like waves breaking apart.

Some of the more determined individuals mustered their courage and charged forward, eager to fight Qingdeng to the death.

In an instant, more than ten soldiers from Changzhou surrounded Qingdeng in a fan-shaped formation.

Qingdeng glanced at them, his hands moving without stopping, and swung the long spear in his hand again.

With a whoosh, the encirclement surrounding him opened up as if a flower had bloomed, and more than a dozen mangled bodies flew into the sky.

Qing Deng's "solo show" did not last long.

However, the main force arrived almost immediately!

The outcome was decided almost instantly.

The cavalry did not huddle together, but instead dispersed into groups of ten, forming small, agile cones that swept forward with a whooshing sound.

They charged head-on into the Changzhou army formation, accompanied by shouts of men and neighing of horses, as bursts of blood mist exploded outwards.

The cavalrymen's blades swept across the enemy's body.

Horse hooves trampled over broken bodies and shattered battle flags.

In the still-lingering morning fog, everywhere was a scene of rushing, obstruction, fierce fighting, entanglement, escape, and death.

The cavalry broke through the ranks.

Horse hooves crushed bones.

The blade sliced ​​through flesh and blood.

In the flash of cold light, one after another, vibrant lives were taken away.

It wasn't that there weren't brave men in the Changzhou army who launched a desperate counterattack.

However, no matter how desperately they resisted and tried to stop them, their resistance was futile against this rapidly advancing cavalry force.

Under the cavalry's attacks and pushing, the Changzhou soldiers' space for movement was gradually compressed, and they soon turned into lumps of "meat".

They were all entangled with each other, hindering and holding each other back, unable to fight freely and even less able to resist the fierce offensive of the cavalry army. They could only helplessly let their opponents slaughter them.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind:

"Don't back down! Charge!"

A fully armed general rode out on horseback.

It was none other than the important leader of the radical faction—Maki Izumi.

This person was originally a priest at the Suitengu Shrine in the Kurume Domain. He is quite old, having turned 51 this year.

The arrival of Maki and Izumi did indeed give the Choshu army a small boost in morale.

Maki Izumi, who was born into a priest family and was not young at the time, was not known for his martial prowess.

However, his courage to "disregard life and death" is indeed worthy of praise.

With a loud shout, he swiftly swung his knife and felled two men in quick succession.

As he fought with increasing ferocity, he suddenly noticed a general with a majestic appearance, clearly an important figure in the army.

Adhering to the simple idea of ​​"shoot the horse before the man, capture the king before the thief", Maki Izumi did not hesitate to turn his horse around and charge straight at the general.