Volume 2 The Executioner Chapter 108 I'm going to kill you!
Ogata just kept killing all the enemies that appeared in his field of vision, killing one if he saw one, and killing a pair if he saw two.
He didn't count how many people he killed, he just kept swinging his sword.
When he came to his senses, Ogata found that there were less than 20 enemies left in front of him.
The faces of the remaining people were all filled with fear.
Their fighting spirit and morale have been crushed by Ogata.
Even if Matsudaira Gennai doubled the reward for Ogata's head now, it would be impossible to restore their fighting spirit and morale.
I don't know who was hit first, but he let out a wail first, and then fled backwards in a panic.
This warrior who was the first to flee from the battlefield was like a beginning, starting a chain reaction.
In a flash, another six samurai followed his steps, howling as they fled away from Ogata.
But there were also some people who were still standing there trembling, unwilling to run away with these people!
"As a samurai, how can I escape from the battlefield!" A young samurai, who was probably only in his early 20s, shouted, "I'll let you see my loyalty!"
The samurai's shout seemed to be directed to Ogata, but also seemed to be directed to himself.
After shouting this loudly, he raised his sword high and rushed towards Ogata.
laugh!
When the young warrior entered his attack range, Obe cut his throat with a sword without any hesitation.
Then, he lowered his center of gravity, turned into a residual shadow, and rushed towards the dozen or so samurai who were hesitating whether to continue fighting with Ogata or turn around and flee.
Wielding both swords, with the blessing of the "selfless state", the level was briefly raised to the master level of flow, and its power was brought to the extreme by Ogata.
In just a few breaths, the light from the two swords swept across the bodies of more than a dozen warriors one by one, taking away their lives.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Ogata gasped for air, regulating his breathing.
The surroundings, which had been noisy since the battle began, finally became quiet.
The only sounds left at the scene were Ogata's breathing and... the breathing of a sturdy man standing not far in front of him.
"You are the only one left, Nanahara..."
Nanahara was holding a knife that was still dripping with blood, standing not far in front of Ogata, with an expression of neither sadness nor joy on his face.
Those warriors who fled from the battlefield did not succeed in escaping.
They were now lying lifeless behind Nanahara.
When he saw that there were less than 20 samurai left alive, Nanahara silently drew his sword and slowly walked towards Ogata.
And by the way, all the warriors who gave up fighting were slaughtered...
None of the warriors who tried to flee from the battlefield escaped, and were all killed by Nanahara with one sword.
"...I never expected that." Nanahara said softly, "You can win against more than a hundred warriors. It's amazing."
After saying that, Nanahara took a step with his hind feet and closed the distance between himself and Ogata at a speed that was dizzying.
clang!
Ogata raised his wakizashi, which was already full of gaps, and blocked Nanahara's horizontal slash.
Although his attack was blocked by Ogata, Nanahara's face did not show any discouragement or frustration.
Rather, a hint of pride appeared on his face.
Because his target from the very beginning was Ogata's wakizashi!
He quickly retracted the knife in his hand and attacked Ogata's wakizashi again.
Nanahara's sword accurately hit one of the gaps on Ogata's wakizashi.
There were many notches on the blade of Ogata's wakizashi sword, and any cut he made would basically hit one of the notches.
Ka La!
There was a sound of something breaking.
Ogata's wakizashi was like a piece of glass, broken off at the root where Nanahara chopped him.
"Very good." Nanahara said softly.
"So your target from the beginning was my wakizashi."
"Although I don't recognize which school of two-sword swordsmanship you are using, I can recognize that your two-sword swordsmanship is very difficult. For such a difficult swordsmanship, naturally we have to do everything we can to prevent you from using it."
Nanahara swung the katana in his right hand downward with force, shaking off all the blood that was attached to the blade.
This blood was left by those deserters he had just killed.
"There are no other wakizashi on the ground around here for you to use . Even if there were, I wouldn't give you the chance to take them."
Although Ogata was reluctant to admit it, what Nanahara had just said was the truth - there was no intact wakizashi on the ground around him for him to use.
The nearest wakizashi was seven steps away from him.
Going seven steps away to get a knife while Nanahara was staring at him - it was almost impossible.
"If you can't use the two-sword style swordsmanship, then don't use it." Ogata casually threw away the half-broken wakizashi in his hand, "Anyway - I still have the Sakakibara Ittoryu."
After saying that, Ogata crossed his feet, raised the katana in his right hand, and assumed a mid-fighting stance.
"Come on, you lackey of Matsudaira Gennai."
"Running dog?" Ogata's words seemed to have angered Nanahara, whose face darkened instantly. "You are a traitor who betrayed your master, and you are still speaking nonsense here!"
"I am different from a disloyal person like you! I am a true warrior who stands tall and proud!"
"A true samurai?" Ogata chuckled as if he had heard a very funny joke. "To help the tyrants and to be a beast willingly - is this also called a samurai?!"
"What do you know?!" Nanahara shouted in a voice that was no less loud than Ogata's. "Forget about right and wrong, good and evil, and be loyal to your lord with all your heart - this is Bushido! This is a samurai!"
"Ogata Issei, you and I hold completely different beliefs! No matter how much I talk to someone like you, it's just a waste of time!"
"Let's begin. The battle between the two of us is a battle between beliefs."
"Let me see whether the ideals you uphold are stronger or the 'loyalty' I uphold is superior!"
"A battle of faith? Nanahara, what nonsense are you talking about."
After Nanahara finished speaking, Ogata said softly.
"I'm not here to risk my life and swing my sword for some noble cause."
"Our fight to the death has nothing to do with any belief, nor is it for any loyalty or right or wrong. It's just because you killed my brothers and sisters and slaughtered my master, so I came to take revenge, and you - are in my way!"
After saying that, Ogata raised his left hand, grabbed the haori at his right shoulder, and tore the already tattered haori to the ground in one breath, revealing the dark blue kimono under the haori that had been stained dark by blood.
Behind the dark blue kimono, there was nothing but bloodstains.
"Nanhara, I want to - kill you!"
Killing intent boiled in Ogata's eyes.
"Humph! If you can kill me, just go ahead!"
Nanahara also raised his left hand, grabbed the haori on his right shoulder, and used brute force to tear the wide haori that would hinder his sword swing into pieces and threw it aside.
Revealing the brown kimono beneath his haori.
On the back of the brown kimono is the family crest of the Hirose Matsudaira family.
