The Ancestral Legacy Begins in the Wild West

Chapter 104 Ancient Undead Tiger of Kai: I'll only ask you once!

"Bang!" The moment Zhang Chang'an jumped onto the roof, a gunshot rang out.

Unfortunately, after his body had almost fully recovered, his sword was faster than his spear, both within and outside seven paces. Especially the old-fashioned firearm. Even with whale oil, it was difficult to contend with him. Bingzi Jiaolin slashed out, and the bullet was cut in two with one stroke. The bullet flew past his ear and embedded itself in the tiles behind him.

Looking around, this rooftop is the highest point in the very center of the battlefield.

Below, the ruins of the Ikedaya were still burning. The old monk in his robes stood firmly in front of Harada Sanosuke, his cross-shaped spear as steady as a rock.

Harada was covered in blood, his marksmanship was out of control, and his eyes were filled with doubt and surprise, as if something strange had happened.

Further away, Hijikata Toshizo, along with Sixth Captain Toudou Heisuke, had reached the giant in the antler-helmet. However, they couldn't break through the giant spear in his hand. The same was true for other places. The general with the Bi-character banner, who wore armor over a monk's robe, and the old man with the wooden sword, had stopped Saito Hajime, Shinpachi, and a large number of ronin and Shinsengumi members. Further away, ronin were still scattering and fleeing, and some scattered Shinsengumi members, unaware of the situation, were still fighting them.

"This is such a mess—"

Zhang Chang'an quickly looked away and turned his gaze to what was in front of him.

Chief Kondo was locked in combat with the silver-armored general on the rooftop. The general's katana was longer than a person, almost like a spear, yet he wielded it with ease, displaying superb martial arts skills.

Even Director Kondo would find it difficult to kill him with the Kotetsu sword.

Seeing Zhang Chang'an climb over, she was immediately distracted. Just as she was about to ask him something, the person opposite her slashed her cheek with a large katana.

Zhang Chang'an immediately reassured him, "Okita is safe. Don't worry."

Kondo paused slightly with his sword, then turned to look at him again amidst the fighting, looking quite puzzled.

He had seen these strange people in the building earlier and immediately wanted to rush to the rooftop across the street to find the strange man who was holding a fire weapon and had the Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain banner on his back to avenge Shannan.

But as soon as he arrived, he encountered someone who was equally dangerous to them. That was Zhang Chang'an, of course.

However, when Zhang Chang'an rushed into the house and climbed back up while he was being stopped by the suddenly appearing silver-armored general, he inexplicably discovered that this extremely dangerous steam ghost did not seem to have any hostility towards them.

"you----"

Kondo was about to ask something when he saw a flash of cold light in front of him. The strange man opposite him swung his greatsword at him again.

Kondo immediately raised his sword to parry, and Kotetsu stabbed at his ribs, but was immediately deflected by his silver armor.

Taking advantage of the moment his attack missed, the man immediately swung his enormous katana, which seemed impossible to be so agile, and slashed repeatedly.

"Clang clang clang clang one"

Kondo blocked four blows in quick succession, his hands going numb. He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, slamming Kotetsu against the greatsword and knocking the man away.

He took a step back, slightly out of breath, and shouted angrily, "What the hell are you?!"

The person in front of him did not answer.

But another voice came from the opposite rooftop: "You're the one who killed Ittosai?"

Zhang Chang'an turned his head. The figure of Takeda Hibiki, embroidered on the kimono, had already reloaded the spear in his hand. The Wind, Forest, Fire, Mountain banner behind him fluttered in the wind. Zhang Chang'an did not speak. He simply slowly raised the Bingzi Jiaolin in his hand, letting the moonlight shine on the blade.

He snatched the knife from that Ittosai, so the answer to that question is self-evident.

But before the person on the other end could even speak...

"Ittosai!" Kondo roared, "Do you really think of yourselves as ancient heroic spirits?!"

As a pure-blooded Japanese, Kondo Isami may not know much about these people, but he recognizes their family crests and attire.

The Takeda Hikari, the Biji flag, the stag antler helmet, and the apricot leaf pattern are all symbols of famous daimyo and swordsmen in ancient times.

Now that he had heard the name of an ancient swordsman, he was naturally quite indignant towards these people.

However, the one on the opposite rooftop calmly and loudly declared, "Of course we are not Heroic Spirits."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the ravaged battlefield: "We are spirits resurrected from ancient times!"

As he spoke, he instantly raised his armored hand and pointed at the silver-armored figure in front of Kondo: "The peerless warrior of the West, Tachibana Muneshige."

The giant with antlers below: "Unrivaled in the East, Honda Tadakatsu."

And then there's the general with the swastika pattern on his armor and monk's robes, "The Dragon of Echigo, Uesugi Kenshin".

He arrogantly declared, "These names are household names for you descendants. Including mine!"

As he spoke, he pointed to himself: "You descendants seem to call me the Tiger of Kai! But my real name is Takeda Shingen—"

"Bang bang bang bang bang! Bang!"

Six bullets were fired in a straight line. Zhang Chang'an's M1889 spat fire under the moonlight. All six bullets were fired at the figure on the opposite rooftop, instantly stopping his speech.

But Takeda was as fast as a ghost. He sidestepped, rolled, and leaped, causing all six bullets to be deflected or miss their mark by the armor.

Only the last shot grazed his cheek, shattering a small piece of his helmet and slightly tearing the haori he was wearing.

By the time he regained his footing, Zhang Chang'an had already put away his gun.

Standing in the moonlight, with the Bingzi Pepper Forest in his hand, he calmly said, "It's one thing to fool these local descendants. Don't even think about fooling an outsider like me."

Takeda Shingen's eyes flickered slightly.

Zhang Chang'an stepped forward, drawing the longsword he had previously sheathed: "Are you ancient daimyo and swordsmen? Do you even believe it in your hearts?"

The man across from me, Takeda, is right; the names he just mentioned are certainly well-known.

He had previously gone with him to severely injure the Eastern Warrior of Yamanami, Honda Tadakatsu, known as the Japanese Zhang Fei, or Oni no Heihachi.

Before Kondo stood Tachibana Muneshige, the peerless warrior of the West, a renowned general whose sword was named Raikiri, ranking alongside Honda Tadakatsu.

Both men were loyal to Tokugawa Ieyasu, and it was he who bestowed upon them the title of "Peerless".

Not to mention the Dragon of Echigo and the Tiger of Kai, Uesugi Kenshin and Takeda Shingen, who were the three great warlords of the Sengoku period, contemporaneous with Oda Nobunaga.

Uesugi Kenshin called himself Bishamonten. Some later generations even called him a god of war, while Takeda was considered the greatest strategist of the Sengoku period in Japan.

"You may indeed have some connection with them, and you may indeed be very powerful. But if you were really those people from back then, you would have to fight to the death with that Echigo no Tatsu first."

It makes no sense that a daimyo from an enemy state in life would now shake hands with the shogunate and work for them.

Zhang Chang'an's gaze swept across their faces one by one, finally landing on Takeda: "I'll only ask once."

The night wind blew, the firelight flickered, and he gripped the Bingzi Jiaolin tightly in his hand, the blade pointing directly at Takeda's face. His voice was icy, each word deliberate and chilling: "Where does your power come from?"