Kanesaki, on an unknown path, Sataro's eyes were full of horror, and his hands holding the spear were constantly trembling, and it seemed that as long as someone gently played with his spear, he could easily hit his spear to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He is the ashigaru of the Asai family, and he is just 21 years old this year, and he is officially strong and full of dreams. And his dream, like so many men, is to become a good samurai.

For this reason, he desperately killed the enemy on the battlefield and made meritorious contributions, for which he almost died several times. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would have been scared to give up that unrealistic dream and honestly go home to farm. Or even if you are still running around on the battlefield, you can't work.

But Sataro didn't do that, and although every time he was in distress made him scared for a while, after a while, he would still fight the battlefield. Many people scolded him for being a fool, and even his parents advised him not to work so hard, that it was impossible for a commoner to become a samurai, but he still went his own way.

He has always said a sentence, "If people don't have dreams, what is the difference between them and salted fish?" This was a sentence he had seen in the Azuchi Month, and the moment he saw it, he took it as a wise saying. Not only because this sentence pierced his heart, but more importantly, this sentence was said by Oda Yoshinobu.

Today, almost all civilians who wish to become samurai idolize Oda Yoshinobu because Oda Yoshinobu is from a lower background than a commoner. In their opinion, Oda Yoshinobu was able to achieve what he is today as the adopted son of a ninja, in addition to his strong martial arts and ability, the most important thing must be his determination to never give up.

Well, these are all things they saw in the Azuchi Monthly, and since the Azuchi Monthly has always been the responsibility of Ning Ning, you can imagine how misleading these contents are. The fact is that everyone who knows the inside story scoffs at the above content, and Oda Nobunaga also scolded Oda Yoshinobu for being shameless.

It's a pity that these things are not known to those young people who are full of dreams, they only know that Oda Yoshinobu has succeeded and set the best example for them.

Sataro has always used Oda Yoshinobu's deeds to motivate himself, of course, he didn't think he could be compared to Oda Yoshinobu, but he didn't set his goals too high, a low-level samurai, this is his dream. Tsk, what a cheap dream, but in fact, almost all the civilians who become low-level samurai are fought with their lives.

And today, he got the best opportunity, and Asakura Keitaka's words made him excited, although he was from the Asai family, it was obvious that this kind of thing would not be an obstacle. Of course, the target was the person he admired the most, and his heart was both apprehensive and panicked, but when he saw the friendly troops in front of him rushing towards Oda Yoshinobu desperately, he still let go of all his entanglements and fears, clenched his spear and rushed forward.

"I want to be a samurai!" There was only one thought in his mind.

It's just that the cruelty of reality made him wake up from his fantasy, and he looked ahead in fear, where countless corpses were piled up in the middle of the road, and if you could see it with the naked eye, I am afraid that even those who are experts in anatomy will find it difficult to tell how many people this pile of corpses is made of.

Mutilated limbs, scattered internal organs, and heads that were barely visible due to blood, dust, and unknown debris. All of this was piled up on this path into a mountain of corpses, and on the top of this mountain, which only hell can see, a figure was sitting on the top.

Oda Yoshinobu, he sat quietly on top of this mountain of corpses, the god-killing halberd and the Yagi sword were inserted upside down by him, his face was covered by blood, and a pair of flat eyes stared down.

"That's the eye of the devil of hell." Sataro thought with fear in his heart. At this moment, he understood how ridiculous his previous fantasies were. A man who is known as unparalleled in the world, how can they be killed by these miscellaneous soldiers? He saw with his own eyes that Ashigaru, who was much stronger than him in his memory, was killed by Oda Yoshinobu at will, and these people couldn't even hit the corners of Oda Yoshinobu's clothes. And now, all the people in front are dead, and he is at the forefront of the coalition forces.

"Don't be afraid, that devil doesn't have much physical strength, just a little more strength, you can kill him!" From behind him, there was the shouting of a samurai, a voice that was hoarse, and Sataro couldn't tell it was the adult, but it was clear that it didn't matter, because he had heard it countless times before. But until now, Oda Yoshinobu has not shown any signs of physical exhaustion.

Turning his gaze to the friendly forces beside him, Sataro saw only fear in their eyes, just like himself. Obviously, in the face of such an enemy, they were afraid, even if there was only one person on the other side, but they were still afraid, because they knew that the devil from hell was not something that humans could kill by relying on numbers.

Seeing this, Sataro hesitated, he didn't know if he should continue to rush up, because if he went up, it was obviously only a dead end, but if he didn't, how could his dream be realized? After so many years, he fought desperately, but he still couldn't see the hope of becoming a samurai.

At this moment, Sataro suddenly heard an angry roar from behind him, "Lao Tzu must become a samurai!" With this roar, a figure forcibly squeezed past Sataro's side.

"Yabei, haven't you given up yet?" Sataro looked at the figure and thought to himself. Yabei and he have lived in the same village since he was a child, and like him, he is the one who has fought until now with the dream of becoming a samurai.

Tightening the spear in his hand, the fear in Sataro's eyes gradually disappeared, and some were just firm. "I didn't give up either! If I gave up, what was I doing so hard before?! Thinking of this, Sataro held his spear and rushed forward with a shout, "Who qualifies a person who is afraid of death to become a samurai?!" ”

The two kept shouting, their eyes revealing madness, and they rushed up towards Oda Yoshinobu with their spears up the mountain of corpses, ten steps...... Nine Steps...... Eight Steps...... As the distance got closer, Sataro could even clearly see the expression on Yoshinobu Oda's face.

"I must be a ......" A cold light flashed, and the two turned into four corpses, adding to the mountain of corpses again. And Oda Yoshinobu still sat quietly on the corpse mountain, reinserting the god-killing halberd upside down on his left, and quietly looking at the Asakura and Asai coalition forces below.

From beginning to end, he didn't say a word, and his expression didn't even change, maybe killing the two of them was as trivial to him as killing two mosquitoes.