Chapter 4 Chapter 3 Early Spring
For forty years since he was born, Todo Hyota has never rested so comfortably.Although his hands and feet are bound and he suffers a little bit of grievance, as long as he can bear it, it is suitable for him. He can sleep as long as he wants. Come out and ask what you want to do.Only let go of the hands when eating, and let go of the legs and feet when urinating.
Bingta was captured by the Oda Army Nikawa Kazuyoshi's troops on the night when Xinfu Castle was burned down, and he has been thrown in the farmer's warehouse for five days now.There was no interrogation, and there was no sign of execution, just discarded in a warehouse.
What on earth was he doing keeping him in a place like this?
Although such doubts haunt Bingta from time to time, they don't bother him for long.He was dying anyway, and he felt that all was meaningless, and he neither dreamed of salvation nor planned to escape.Thinking about it carefully, it is a lifelong regret to be a prisoner instead of being killed in battle, but it can only be regarded as an arrangement of luck, because when he regained consciousness, he was already bound and unable to move.
This place is not too far from Xinfu village, when he stood outside the door to take a rest, he could see the hills below Xinfu city in the distance.Although he didn't know the terrain behind him, when he was in the barn, he heard the sound of the surging river.It was not the sound of a small river, but the sound of a river with a considerable volume of water.Perhaps behind the warehouse is Kamanagawa.
"Oh yeah!"
The rough call made Bingta look towards the door, and two or three samurai appeared.
"Get up!" shouted one of them.
"What are you doing?" Bing asked arrogantly.
"Come outside the door!"
"Outside the door?"
Bingtai felt strange.
"What are you doing outside the door?"
"Go to the river beach."
"The beach?"
Bing Tai thought to himself: Just go, you will be beheaded at last.What else would it mean to be taken to the beach but to die?
"I'm getting up. Hurry up and untie the rope on my leg." Bingtai said without changing his expression.
Three warriors walked into the barn, called Bingta, "Stand up!" and roughly untied the ropes on his legs.
"Come with us!"
Bing Tai obediently walked out with the three warriors, the early spring sunshine dazzled his eyes accustomed to the darkness.
He saw several samurai sitting and drinking around the floor at the entrance of the main house. It was a farm house, but the family fled to nowhere, and there was no one there.
From the front of the farmhouse to the main road there was a long, slightly sloped stone paved road, and Bingta staggered down the stone road, dazzled and dizzy to death.
Bingta came on the main road, turned a corner along the cliff, and immediately appeared in front of his eyes the Kamana River with splashing waves, fast-moving river, and wide river beaches on both sides.
Bingtao stopped at the intersection of walking down the river beach, and looked towards the distant hills.
There used to be a walled city there, no need to ask, but now even the ruins where people mourn are gone.The flat terraces look like little islands.
The city was burned and the Wutian was destroyed, but the endless mountains and fields have been liberated from the long winter, trembling all over, and are welcoming spring.
The lord Katsurai and his only attendants are hiding in this warm spring sunshine. At this moment, where are they wandering in the mountains?
Even if it is said that Katsuyori's comeback is not hopeless, but the situation has developed to this stage, it is far away and hopeless.
Having said that, however, as a samurai, he came back from the front line in order to follow Katsuyori all the time, but he felt that it was a great pity that he could not participate in that trip.
"Kneel here!"
The place where he was pointed to kneel down was on the river beach two feet away from the big river, and there were stones everywhere.
Bingtai knelt down there, thinking: I will behead here.Bingta looked around at the place where his head was about to fall after leaving his body, and he didn't have any special emotion.
Although he is already forty years old, he has neither wife nor heirs, and has been busy all his life, rushing to and fro on the battlefield. This hasty life is now coming to an end.It is my luck to spend the rest of my life on the beach of Kamanagawa, which I have been involved in dozens of times.
A group of warriors came from the upper reaches, more than a dozen or twenty people, some of them were on horseback.Bingtai felt that in order to execute him, it was a bit of a fuss.
"What's that for?" Bing Tai asked.
"Shut up!" The samurai kicked Bingta's hip bone.
I thought there were two or thirty people, but it was wrong, the warriors who came came in a long line, and there was no end in sight.
Dozens of warriors walking in the front lined up in four columns parallel to the river, and two teams of equal numbers of warriors in the back formed a formation perpendicular to the river. Horseshoe formation, surrounded by soldiers too in the middle.
"What on earth is this going to do?" Bingtai asked the three samurai beside him.
"Shut up and stay!" shouted a warrior.
"I'm going to ask you to identify the head."
"Whose head?"
"Then how do you know? Because you can't recognize it, I asked you to identify it."
"Ok……"
Bingtai groaned.He thought it would be better to have someone behead him.Identifying the heads of Takeda's war dead is simply unbearable.
"I won't do it. I can't bear to look at the head of my partner yesterday. Think of a way for me and save me." Bingta's voice was close to mourning, and he couldn't get rid of the need to identify the head.It is undoubtedly a great shame for a samurai to meet with the head of his companions under the duress of others.
"I won't do it. Kill me!" Bing Tai said.
"That can't be done. You are the elder among the prisoners, and I heard that you worked in the Katsurai camp, so you are the most suitable."
Hearing what he said, Bing thought too much. When he was interrogated briefly the next day after being captured, he had frankly talked about working in Katsurai's camp. It seemed that this was the root of the disaster.At that time, he thought that the samurai who admitted that he was winning the big mess would have a better chance of being sent to beheaded than the general miscellaneous soldiers, but he didn't expect that this would bring him a strange job instead.
"If you do this well, you can save your life."
"Who wants to save their lives? You bastard!"
"Don't say that nasty thing, good boy, go and recognize those heads."
While they were talking, more than a dozen wooden tables had already been set up two or three feet away, and the warriors were sitting beside them, while those miscellaneous soldiers were carrying some coffin-like wooden boxes up.
Bingta closed his eyes.His eyes were closed for a long time, and when he opened them again, several heads had already been placed in front of him.
At this time, a white-haired warrior in his sixties standing beside him asked, "Do you recognize this head?"
Bingta looked at the rightmost one of the three heads in front of him.The mouth is tightly shut and the eyes are quietly closed. It is a serene expression without pain and contentment.
"I don't know you," Bing Tai said.He did not recognize this head, but it was obviously not a miscellaneous soldier, and his character and bones did not have the slightest sense of inferiority.
"Next," the white-haired warrior called.
The next was a young man, mortally wounded head-on, and his mouth was also tightly shut, the satisfaction of fighting with all his strength made the death look not at all ugly.
"How beautiful!" Bing Tai was thinking.I should die like this too... Bingta closed his eyes, as if he was praying for the dead.
"Don't you know?"
"I don't know you!"
"Look carefully!"
"No matter how carefully you look at it, if you don't know it, you don't know it!"
"It's good to think back in a lifetime."
After a while, the white-haired old man shouted again, "Next!"
Bingtai no longer wants to look at the third head.
"Don't you know?"
Following this shout, a burst of pain fell on his back.He fell to the ground at once.
Pulling him up again, a spoon with a handle was stretched out in front of his eyes.
The aroma of wine suddenly rushed into Bingta's nose.
liquor!
Bingtai stretched his neck, swallowed the wine in one gulp, and after taking a breath, he raised his chin at the samurai who stretched out the spoon, meaning to ask him to pour more wine into his mouth.
The wine spoon seemed to pour the wine on Bingtai's face on purpose, and the wine flowed down from his face.
"You bastard! Sober up, recognize that head!"
The white-haired old man said.Probably he thought that Bingtai was stunned by seeing the head of his accomplice in front of him, so he asked someone to give him a drink to strengthen his courage.
"Next……"
When Bingtai looked at the third head, he was taken aback. He knew that head, and that person was about the same age as Bingtai.
who is it?Bingtai stared at the head of the thick-browed samurai, and suddenly yelled "!".When he yelled "Ah!" for the second time, his body also moved forward.
That's Tachiki Heikuro's head.Although Bingta has not seen Heikuro for several years, he was a samurai who often fought together a few years ago.At that time, there was a confrontation between Fujikawa and the Tokugawa Army for several months, and Bingta was always with Tachiki Heikuro.That was the fifth year of Tianzheng.
When transporting grain to Gaotianshen City, Bingtai also acted together with this bold miscellaneous soldier.Isn't that what happened in the fall of the fourth year of Tianzheng?
He was a bad luck samurai.His loyalty has just been appreciated by the lord Kosaka Masanobu, Kosaka Masanobu was sick in the battle, and he followed Oyamada Nobumo.
I heard that he was born as a farmer, maybe it would be better to go to farm.
"Oh!"
This time Bingta's roar turned into a howl.Could it be that even Tachiki Heikuro is decapitated?
"Did you recognize it?" the white-haired old man asked.
"Yes. It's Tachiki Heikuro."
"Tachiki Heikuro? Who is it?"
"You don't know Tachiki Heikuro? He used to be a well-known general of the personal guards in Kosaka Masanobu's army. After Takasaka died, he served Nobushige Oyamada, and he was very famous when he mentioned Tachiki in Oyamada's team. Did you eat the Dai family of Takeda? I don't know Tachiki Heikuro's name."
Bingtai boasted a lot about this unlucky miscellaneous soldier, which was pure nonsense.
"Tachiki Heikuro! Well, I've never heard of it."
"No way."
"Okay, put it aside for now."
The white-haired samurai asked someone to move Tachiki Heikuro's head to the right, and went to the samurai who was recording behind him and whispered a few words.Then he returned to Bingtai and shouted:
"Next."
"Give me wine." Bing Tai said calmly.
"what?"
"Give me wine!"
After a while, the wooden spoon with handle brought the wine to Bingtai's mouth again.
Bingta gurgled and drank it.Then gasped again and said, "Give me another drink!" The wine began to seep and reverberate through his exhausted body.
"Next!" The white-haired samurai had just roared, and Bingtai yelled, "Ah, Master Katsurai!"
Two or three warriors ran over immediately.
"Say it again, make it clear."
This time the voice came from behind Bingta.
"Master Katsurai, the general of the Takeda family!"
As Bingtai said, he moved forward and flattened on the ground.
Bing was so sleepy that he couldn't hold on any longer. He felt very comfortable all over, but his eyelids were very heavy.
In the distance and near, there was a turmoil of people's voices, swarming over like a swarm of bees and buzzing chaotically around the soldiers.
Bingtai was dragged up desperately by others by the collar.
"Hey, take a closer look! It's not Katsurai, he looks much older than Katsurai."
"I don't know that much, I just know that what I saw was the head of Master Takeda Katsuyori." Bing Tai just said these few words, and lay on the ground again.He is so sleepy.
No need to ask, he didn't recognize the head he saw in his eyes at all, and he said it was Katsurai, that was complete nonsense.
However, wouldn't it be wonderful if this head was really regarded as a victory?
But the Sandman was working its invincible power, conquering his body, and he couldn't care less about anything else.
At this time, Bingtai was already in a coma, he grabbed a stone that fit his hand, held it with both hands, stretched his legs as far as possible, moaned "hmm..." and fell asleep.
Bingtai dreamed that he was floating naked in the torrent, bumping his body against rocks here and there, turning his head downwards, curling up his body, crawling on his knees, turning his back to the sky, and sometimes falling into the waterfall. The deep pool was hit like a windmill, and it was washed up to the shallows after a while, but was swept away by the river.
In fact, at this time, Bingtai was being beaten and was in pain all over.They beat him with wooden sticks and dragged him on the stones on the river beach.
In his stupor, he received the punishment due to the stubborn, drunken captive.
Bing too woke up.It was dark all around, and night had fallen.
Although Bingtai opened his eyes, he couldn't struggle. Although the ropes on his hands and feet were untied and he was free, he still couldn't move.Only then did Bingtai realize that when he was so drunk, he was severely beaten and dragged around on the river beach.
"Huh..." Bingtai just moaned, "Oh, I'm still alive." Suddenly, a shrill, shrill, annoying female voice sounded beside Bingtai.
Bing was too startled, and looked into the darkness, what kind of woman was she?In what posture are you standing there?However, nothing is visible.He could only see a few remaining stars.Hanging high in the sky, twinkling.
Unexpectedly, the woman's gentle hand touched Bingta's forehead, and stroked down the forehead to the cheek.
Bingtai suddenly felt a sharp pain on his face, it turned out that he was twisted severely.
"It hurts!" Tai Bing yelled.
"What's your name! Do you still know it hurts? Don't worry, can you get up?"
The last sentence, "Can you get up?" seemed to be said very slowly.
"You talk!"
"Ok……"
"The light can hum, but can't speak, can it?"
Then, a sharp whistling sound with fingers inserted into the mouth broke through the darkness.
The woman was silent for a while, stood there for a moment, and then whistled again.
At this time, there was the sound of someone coming, and the sound was very quiet, as if walking from the edge of the water.
"Here, he's not dead. He must be a warrior from Takeda, half dead like a prisoner," said the woman.
After a while, I heard another man say: "You are doing such a f*cking evil thing, you might as well kill it!"
"That's right, that's why I hate those villains in Oda!"
After resting for a while, the woman said again: "What should I do? Can it be saved?"
"who knows."
"Why waste all that effort?"
Then, the man coughed twice and said, "Let him stay here."
Bingtai thought it would be terrible if he was left alone, so he groaned again.
"Then try to get it back and try." Bingtai heard the man say, and then felt the man grab his shoulder with his hand.Inconsiderate at all, clumsily lifted him up.Bingtai moaned, but he couldn't think about it anymore.
"Hold on!" the man said, putting Bingtai on his back, which was as strong as a wall.
"Let's go." The man started to walk, and the woman silently followed behind.
Bingtai's face, hands and feet were all stung by the cold air of the night, and there was a burst of cold.It might be possible to be saved in this way.
Although Bingta never expected to live until now, at this time he stubbornly longed to live.He didn't want to die on the river beach in such embarrassment.
His throat was dry, and he was so thirsty that he was about to burst into flames.
"Give me some water." Bing Tai muttered. "Is there no water?"
"You are so dissatisfied." The crisp voice of the woman just now was heard again.Afterwards, the man said, "Be patient for a while longer." Bing Tai staggered on the man's back for a long time.
When Bingtai was thrown on the ground by the man, he seemed to be halfway up the mountain, and he was hurt by the sharp stones.
The surroundings began to become dimly lit, and the outlines of objects appeared indistinctly.
"Here, drink water." The woman filled him with cold water in a wooden bowl.
"Thank you so much!" Bingtai drank it all in one gulp. "Give me another bowl, please?" Bing Tai never drank such sweet water in his life.
"Another bowl?" Although the woman was a little impatient, she went again.
The man carrying Bingtai was probably tired, lying on his back next to Bingtai.Hearing that he didn't make a sound, he might have fallen asleep.
Mrs. Bing drank the second bowl of cold water that the woman brought back, and only then did she have the time to look at her face.
The woman's face is slowly appearing in the mist of dawn.When Bing Tai handed her back the water bowl, he found that her hands were slender and delicate.Bingtai lay on his back on the spot and looked at her face. He seemed to have known her before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.
"Daddy, get up." The woman said to the lying man.
"It's useless here, let's go," she said to the man again.
The man groaned and said, "Okay, let's go. But this thing is too heavy!"
He stood up as he spoke, Bingtai saw his face clearly, thought he was a middle-aged man, but he turned out to be a white-haired old man.He is a strong, sharp-eyed, and graceful old man.He stood up straight from the rock, almost six feet high.
"Come on, get on your back." The old man said to Bingtai in a rough voice.
Once Bingtai knew that it was an old man who carried him, he never wanted him to carry it again.He thought that if he could walk by himself, he would walk by himself.
Bingtai struggled to get up half of his body and said, "Maybe, I can walk by myself."
"Stand up and try!"
Bing Tai obeyed his words and planned to stand up, but it was very difficult.No, the woman stretched out her hand to hold Bingta's arm from the side.
"You hold my shoulders."
Bingtai supported the woman's shoulders, and finally stood up this time.
The old man walked ahead.With the help of the woman, Bingtai walked with difficulty step by step on the rocky mountain road.
"I'll pull you down!" said the old man and walked forward.After a while, when Bingtai took a closer look, there was only a small path stretching into the distance, and the man had disappeared without a trace.
"Give me a break, please?"
When the woman heard what Bingtai said, she withdrew the hand supporting Bingtai without a word.Her action was so cruel that Bing staggered and sat in the bushes.
The woman stood beside Bingtai, Bingtai thanked her and said:
"Thank you for saving your life."
"You can't say for sure. Isn't your lower body still bleeding?" the woman said.Only then did Bingta realize that his waist was covered in blood.He was in no pain anywhere, probably numb from the profuse bleeding.
"I was hacked?"
"Yeah, you don't know yet?"
"I don't know."
When Tai Bing said that, he glanced at the woman, and he couldn't help but stare dumbfounded, isn't that the woman from that night?The woman in front of Bingtai is exactly the same as the woman who lent her the horse at the urging of Hayato Sakebu on the night when Xinfu City was burned. this situation.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
As soon as she heard her voice, it was naturally another person.
The woman I met in Xinfu, even though I didn't know her identity, I could feel that she was courteous and courteous, and her speech was similar to that of the upper class among the maids.
"Could it be that you have stayed in Xinfu?"
"Who are you asking?"
"I ask you."
"What are you talking about?" she said inexplicably. "Okay, it's time to go, it's no use standing around in a place like this all the time."
Bingtai was supported by the woman again.
"where to?"
"I'll be home soon." The woman said again, "You must be hungry." She mentioned this, which made Bingtai very happy.
Later, they walked on the ridge for an unknown amount of time. When the trail went down the hillside, the woman said, "That's it."
Sure enough, among the miscellaneous trees on the hillside, I saw the ridge of the house.
Suddenly, Bingtai heard the horse neighing.
"Have you got a horse?" Bing Tai asked.
"There are not only horses, but also pigs and chickens." The woman replied.
Going down the path, although the place is small, there are three or four farm-style houses, forming a small tribe.The woman led Bingtai to the family in front of her.
"Ah, I'm exhausted..."
The woman slammed Bingtai into the main room again, but she sat on the door frame and called out: "Daddy!"
Just now the old man came out in the same attire.
"It took me so long to come back." That was all he said.
"Don't worry about it."
"I thought he'd slipped away."
"As for that?"
"This kind of person is like a maggot, greedy for life and afraid of death." The old man said again: "Let that guy sleep in the back." He pointed at Bingta with his chin, and motioned to the woman.
Bingta was placed to sleep in the storage room at the back. Although the quilt was thin, it was comfortable enough.
He fell asleep in bed.He vaguely seemed to know that the woman came to his pillow while he was asleep; but he couldn't remember what he asked him and what he answered.
He seemed to have slept for a long time.When I woke up, the courtyard outside the corridor was already shrouded in the darkness of dusk.
Bing Taijing listened.In the next floored room there was a din of voices, the rough man's voice now and then mingled with the previous woman's.
Bing Tai crawled out of the bed, and peeped through the cracks in the wall to peek at the next door, where seven or eight wild samurai-looking men were throwing a banquet there.
Sitting at the top is the old man who rescued Bingta this morning, and beside him is the young woman.
"In my opinion, let him heal his injuries first. As for whether to kill him or not, that's another matter." The old man said.
"I've always thought it a dangerous thing to have too many companions," said a stocky man.The alcohol made him full and glowing red.
"Although he is a samurai from Takeda, I think it's too risky to bring him back without thinking about it," another person said.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't it safe and sound now? Since you are afraid of taking risks, it would be better to kill them at that time." The old man said again.
Bing Tai heard that he was talking about him.What is this group of wild warriors planning?
"I don't think so. Although this man doesn't look that strong in martial arts, he doesn't look like a coward. Let's test it later and talk about it. If you agree, use him. If you don't agree, just push him down the mountain stream. I will push him. "The woman continued, "San Gong, you were hanging enough that time, and you almost asked me to push you down. Fortunately, you counted that tree..."
The woman laughed as she spoke.After three cups, the woman also became dissolute, and she was a different person from before.
Bingtai realized that he had fallen into a terrible trap.
At this moment, the old man said to the woman, "Go and see that warrior."
The woman stood up immediately, as if she was coming here.Bingtai got into bed again.
Bingtai was lying on the bed, and the young woman opened the wooden door and walked in.
Probably because of a few drinks, she was a different person from this morning, her face was flushed, and she staggered.
"You woke up, you have enough sleep now, you can really sleep. Can you get up? Get up and try." The woman stood and said condescendingly to Bingtai.
Because Bingtai stayed there silently, this time she said with a stronger tone: "I told you to get up, you should get up!"
Bing Tai owes to get up.
"How can you be energetic if you don't eat? Come with me, I have something to tell you."
The woman walked to the next door through the open wooden door, and suddenly said rudely: "Don't dawdle, come here as soon as you are called."
Bingtai is the same as that morning, until now, he still can't tell whether this woman is amiable, it's really elusive.
"I'll go." Because Bingtai only responded with a simple sentence, and then lay down on the bed again, the woman glared at her, "Speaking is not a small air, is it necessary?" outside.
Bingtai stood up again, only to realize that he had been disarmed and looked embarrassed.
This time Bingtai crawled out of the bed and stood up, although the joints in his hands and feet were sore, it didn't hinder his movement.
He pushes and pulls the bow two or three times with his hands left and right, and like a sumo wrestler stepping on his feet in a demonstration, he squats and rides in a horse-riding posture, spreading luck on his two thighs. After repeating the preparations several times in this way, he walks slowly. Go into the room with the floor.
All the people present focused their attention on Bingta.In the place where the men sat around, there was a kang stove, in which thick firewood was burning, and a large pot was placed on it.Something was gurgling and steaming in the pot.
Bingtai stood there straight, looked around at the people present, and said to the old man:
"Thank you for taking care of me this morning, thank you." He saluted lightly.
At this time, the soldiers were too hungry.What seemed to be cooking in the pot was meat, and the smell of fat made Bing Da swallow his saliva.
"What is cooked there?" Bingtai pointed at the cauldron with his chin.So he squeezed himself in between the big Nobushi and the squatty Nobushi.The big wild samurai said: "You are so rude, please report your name."
He pushed Bingtai hard.
"Let me eat first. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning."
Hearing what Bingta said, the chunky wild samurai also bumped Bingta with his shoulder.
"Okay, let's have a drink first." The old man said.
"Drinking? This..." Bingtai didn't want to drink. Yesterday on the river beach, he was murdered because he was drunk, and he suffered enough.
"Drink...it's better to give me something to eat." Bing Tai said.
"When you're silent, you look so fierce, how can you say such useless words." The woman broke her mouth viciously when she said that.
"Give him something to eat," said the old man.
A wild samurai with a bald head like a monster yelled at him: "Come here to eat!"
"What's in the pot?" Bingtai stood up and walked over, sat cross-legged beside the kang stove, and slowly lifted the lid of the pot.
"It's a wild boar!" said the monster.
"There are still wild boars this season?"
"A few days ago, this one came unexpectedly, just like you. We killed it and ate it every day. Today is the third day."
"It's the third day, no problem."
Bingtai took off the lid of the pot, put his chopsticks into the pot, and picked out a piece of authentic wild boar.
Really fragrant.
"I'm going to eat it all."
Bing Tai ate the meat, drank the soup, and forgot everything for the time being, and only cared about eating.The people in the seat were talking about something, but he didn't hear it at all.
"Delicious! Wild pork is so delicious!"
Bingtai stirred the pot with his chopsticks, but it was empty, and in the blink of an eye, he had already wiped it all away.
At this time, Bingtai felt a small object suddenly flying towards him, he turned his face and dodged it, and there was a loud noise on the floor of the main room, it was a wine glass.
Bingtai was still drinking his soup when he heard the big samurai yelling loudly, "Homeless man, stand up!"
While yelling and cursing, the big man stepped over the food utensils in the banquet and rushed towards Bingtai.He pounced desperately and bumped into Bingtai, Bingtai grabbed his collar and pushed him down on the spot, his face fell into the ashes.
Bingtai was very angry, because he was attacked while drinking the last sip from the pot, the tableware was also blown away, and the broth was splashed all over his face.
"What an impolite guy!" Bing Tai pressed the big man's face into the ashes two or three times with great force.
"Fuck it, stop it," it was the monster who yelled this time.He quickly stood up and drew his knife.
"If the confrontation between you and me ends in a draw, I will spare you. Otherwise, I'm really sorry, but you have to be decapitated." His big face was expressionless.
"Ten more times, you can take him outside and beat him again," the woman said.
"In the yard?" asked the monster called Gashi times.
"I can't see you in the courtyard, so just do it on the floor of the main room." The woman said sweetly.
"Okay." Jiashi said, jumped to the main room, and shouted: "Come on!"
Bing Tai remained silent, walked slowly to the main room, and said to the wild warrior sitting on the threshold: "Pass me a knife!"
"Yes, how can we do without a knife." The woman accosted and took a knife, and said to Bingtai provocatively: "You are not allowed to defeat."
The big monster slashed at him head-on, Bing Tai dodged, drew his knife and swept across, the tip of the knife scratched the big monster's leg, he let out a short scream.
He cut again ten times, and this time he made a unique move.
However, Jiashi gave out a second scream.
"Oops, oops, oops!" He raised his right leg and put on a strange posture, but with his nose and eyes squinted from the pain, he begged: "Don't fight, don't fight!" Jia ten times cried , It was already too late, Bingta's knife tip swished forward, and plunged into Katen's right arm.
"Oops!" The cowardly big monster screamed strangely, sat on his buttocks, and then ran out of the main room.
"Saemon, come on!" said the old man to the squat samurai.
"Me? I can't!" Zaemon flinched.
"Who's on?"
None of the other wild samurai challenged.
"It's amazing!" the woman exclaimed.
"Saemon, you're going!" The woman changed her tone and ordered, "Don't you think you are the most capable? I hate the coward the most!"
As soon as Zaemon heard that she hated cowards, he immediately stood up as if fighting to the death.
"Okay, look at me!"
He looked around and rushed to the main room, took the spear hanging at the door, shouted, and went straight to Bingtai.
"It's really a group of miscellaneous soldiers!" Bing Tai thought to himself.They don't know swordsmanship at all, but they have participated in several actual combats.Not only this Zaemon, but even the one that added ten times is the swordsmanship of miscellaneous soldiers, they only care about fighting recklessly.
Bingta dodged sideways, and Zaemon couldn't hold his feet in the main room, so he stabbed the gun on the pillar of the back door.
Zaemon pulled his gun hard, but he couldn't pull it out, so he stepped on the pillar to pull it out.
Bingtai seemed to feel bored, lost the will to fight, and sat on the threshold.
Zaemon drew out his gun, and rushed towards Bingta again, yelling.
"It's disgusting:" Bingta reached out and brushed his gun, grabbed the hair on the back of Zaemon's head, turned his head upside down, and kicked him in the back of the crotch.
Zaemon staggered and rolled out of the main room.
"It's amazing." Bing Tai heard the woman's admiration.
"What's your name?" The old man asked beside him.
Bing Tai glanced at the old man, who was very strong.
"Are you going to kill me?" Bingtai asked the old man.But the old man avoided answering, and only said: "What a skill!"
Although he was the savior, Bing Tai glared at the old man viciously and asked him, "Why did you kill me?"
"I plan to test your skills." The old man said calmly.
"What are you testing my skills for?"
"Ask for something."
"What's up?"
"These people have complied with my request. Can you do the same?"
"Tell me!" What did the old man want to say?
At this moment, the woman interrupted and said, "I seem to be quite capable of speaking, I forgot that I was lying down on the river beach this morning with only one breath left."
"Nothing else, I have one extravagant wish - you will know my identity sooner or later, let's not talk about it for now. In short, I want to put Oda Nobunaga to death. You should also understand that our master is called Nobunaga destroyed it."
"The lord Katsurai is still alive and has not been destroyed." Bingtai said.
"Katsuyori, Nobukatsu, and Katsuyori's wife, these three died at the hands of the Oda army three or four days ago. Haven't you heard?"
"I haven't heard of it! But is it true?"
"I must have lied to you. Yuan Chuan Yiyi's troops took the heads of these three men at Tianmu Mountain, and they took the heads over the mountain."
Bingtai thought to himself: Maybe so.The Oda army swarmed into Kai like a broken bamboo, and the weak Katsuyori and his party were inevitable.It is obvious that they are alone and helpless, not even a plant or a tree can rely on them.
"Is this true?"
"Why should I tell a lie?".
"Okay, I agree." Bingtai said: "If you spy on Nobunaga's life first, please allow me to join the gang. I am a person who deserves to die. For this matter, let me live for a while."
"Are you willing to join the gang?" The old man announced his name and said, "I am Atobe Taizen." Bingtai also said, "I am Fujido Bingta."
"This is the warrior's oath, let's make an oath."
"No, please forgive me the wine." Bing Tai said.
"Don't like drinking? Then I won't force you to drink. But, use cold water instead."
The woman seemed to be fetching water, and went in with the wine bottle. When she got back the water, poured it into the wine bottle, and handed it to Bingtai first.Bingta raised his glass to receive the water and said:
"I think it's better to drink wine."
"You can really torment people, really!"
Even though the woman said so, she didn't have much resentment for causing trouble to her.
"Everyone come here. What's the matter with Kajuji and Zaemon?" said the old samurai Atobe Ohzen.
The wild samurai obeyed the orders and assembled.Kajuji, Zaemon, and the big Nobushi who had his face in the ashes also came over dejectedly.
"Your lives were chosen in vain!" said a wild samurai.Jia stared blankly at him ten times without saying a word.
"Even if you are a survivor, it doesn't matter. Right, add ten times!" Hearing what the woman said, Bing Tai said to her:
"Did you serve the Takeda family when Master Hoseiin was alive?"
"yes!"
The big monster interjected unflatteringly, as if the shoulder stabbed by Bingtai just now still hurts, he touched his left shoulder with his right hand.
"Who are you serving?"
"Master Baba Mino."
"Well."
Bingtai questioned Zuo Bingwei, but Zuo Bingwei seemed to have an unresolved suspicion and ignored him completely.
"I follow." A skinny country samurai who was nearly fifty years old sitting in the last seat introduced himself.
"Imakawa?"
"After losing the battle..." He said in a lively tone as if he was Imagawa Yoshimoto.
Although they are a group of miscellaneous soldiers, it is true that everyone here has fought against the Oda army and lost their lord.
“你们都是怀恨织田才聚在一起的吗？”兵太一边往面前的杯子里斟酒一边问。
“因为，到哪儿也没有生路啊。”有人直率地说。
“有没有生路暂且不谈，你可当心，眼看就不愿意离开这儿啦。”大个子野武士说着笑起来，他笑起来没完没了，使兵太听得毛骨悚然。
这时，兵太发觉那女人流露出与她的年龄不相称的淫荡的眼神，正在注视着他。
酒宴半酣，跡部大膳说：“弥弥，我先去睡了”，站起身来，向后边仓房走去。
“我父亲睡觉啦，大家也散了吧。”年轻女人对野武士们说。
“弥弥是你的名字吗？”兵太问。
“这名字好吗？”那女人把身子向兵太凑过去，歪着头说。
“这名字可是稍稍有怪里怪气呢。”兵太说。
“说我的名字怪里怪气可不好。”那女人有点儿娇嗔。但她又解释道：“从我小时候父亲就叫我yaya，yaya，后来就叫成弥弥了。别人都夸这名字好，偏偏你说它怪里怪气……不过，我倒喜欢你这一点。”
她秋波仍然眄顾着兵太的脸，孩子般的稚气和成熟的女人所具有的淫荡劲儿奇妙地揉合在一起了。
“看看，又开始啦！”一名野武士说着转过身去。弥弥听见就说：“你说啥？我可是就喜欢有本事的人，讨厌孬货。趁早都回去吧。”
她又环顾了一下在座的人说:“加十次、左卫门也都回去吧。”
加十次和左卫门都极为懊丧地绷着脸，一言不发。
“还磨蹭什么？叫你们走就快点儿走！”
“我不走，今晚要睡在这儿，怎么样，左卫门？”加十次在寻求左卫门的支持。这时，一名野武士故意纵声大笑：“哈哈哈哈……”。向门外走去。
“谁？有什么可笑！”加十次大声责间。
“因为太可笑啦我才笑啊。”野武士返回身来，非常使人厌恶地嚷了起来：“你的班儿已经结束啦。因为天上又掉下一个新鲜家伙来，你没用啦。”他说了一句“好冷”，这才当真走出去了。
接着又有两三名武士走出去，余下的只有加十次和左卫门了。
忽然听到异样的声音，兵太回头一看，原来是左卫门窝窝囊囊地哭泣起来。
“哎呀，真没出息。趁早回去吧！”弥弥真狠心。她只知道一个劲儿迎面推搡着放声哭泣的左卫门的胸部，叫道：“回去吧，回去吧！”
“不用你那样说他也会回去！”加十次一旁插嘴说。
后来，那两人无可奈何地站起身来，走到土间，到了门口又回过头来留恋地张望一下，最后才消失在门外的夜幕里。
“他们在嫉妒呢。”弥弥把大门闩好，回来对兵太说。
“让我也睡下吧。”兵太说。他觉得弥弥在身旁有点目眩。
兵太回到房间里，躺进被窝。
不知弥弥睡在何处，房间里一片寂静。
兵太凝神倾听，院子里似乎有水池，水在哗啦哗啦地响，也许是狗在喝水。
这时，兵太听到有人轻轻向他走来的脚步声，柔软的手突然摸着兵太的脸颊。
“弥弥！”
远处传来大膳的呼唤声。
弥弥又蹑手蹑脚地走了出去。
但是，过了一会儿，弥弥又来了。弥弥走路的方法太巧妙了，使人觉得小偷也不会走得这样轻。
当弥弥温暖的气息喷到兵太的面颊上时，又传来了大膳呼唤“弥弥！”的声音。弥弥轻轻地咋了一下舌头，离开了兵太。
弥弥第三次来到兵太身边，大膳又在呼唤。弥弥刚要离开，这回兵太却不肯放掉弥弥了。长久忘怀了的女人发香，使兵太变成了另外一个人。
兵太张开他的阔臂，把不似这人间所有的温柔的身子搂在怀中。弥弥稍稍挣扎了一阵，却又低声说：
“我为你所有啦。我喜欢有本领的人。你可真有本领啊。不过，要是再有本领更大的人，我可要跟他去呀。”
她耳语着，这真是离奇的宣言。她又说：“你已经不能从这儿出去了。如果想走，就杀死你。”
兵太任她随便去讲，他对那些都不介意，弥弥的可爱使他神魂颠倒了。
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