I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

The Chiba family, officials with ties to Aoto, soldiers from the Fire Thieves, martial artists from the Academy... Upon learning of Aoto's predicament, "volunteers" from all walks of life rushed to his aid!

Even Ogata, who was used to seeing all sorts of things, was taken aback by this result.

This number far exceeded their expectations.

Even with all the resources and connections of the Gourd House, Kinoshita Rin could only manage to procure a little over eight hundred warhorses in a short period of time.

Therefore, they could only select more than 800 people skilled in riding from these 5,000-plus "volunteers" and then rush to Otsu under the cover of night.

Then, this magnificent scene was carved out!

At that moment, a private soldier from the Gourd House rode up behind Kinoshita Rin:

"My lord! Everyone is ready! We can attack at any time!"

Kinoshita Rin nodded gently.

"Oh, I see."

After saying that, she and Mr. Kiryu turned to look at Ogata at the same time.

Ogata sensed their intention and raised an eyebrow:

Should I give the 'opening remarks'?

The Kiryu boss smiled:

"At times like these, it's your turn to say something."

Kinoshita Rin nodded slightly in agreement.

Seeing that the two shared the same opinion, Ogata chuckled a few times, then skillfully turned his horse's head, scanned the area, and loudly proclaimed in a strong voice:

"Gentlemen! Please listen to me!"

Upon hearing this, everyone raised their eyes to look at the middle-aged man, whose identity was unknown but who exuded a unique aura.

"Ju Qingdeng is in that castle! He needs our help!"

"For a long time, Tachibana Seito has lived up to the name 'Niou' and protected us like a god!"

"Now, it's our turn to protect Niou!"

The instant Ogata finished shouting, Kiryu drew his sword and yelled:

"kill!"

Kinoshita Rin also drew her sword:

"kill!"

Those who had connections with Qingdeng shouted:

"kill!"

Although they had never dealt with Qingdeng, those who greatly admired it were filled with enthusiasm:

"kill!"

The shouts of the crowd merged into one:

"kill!!!"

The next moment, led by Ogata, the riders spurred their warhorses and charged out with overwhelming force! A thick cloud of dust rose slowly!

Most of them had never learned cavalry tactics; they only knew how to make their horses charge—but that was enough!

As long as we can charge forward, that's enough!

……

……

"what is that?"

"Reinforcements...it's reinforcements!"

"Reinforcements have arrived from the east! Reinforcements have arrived from the east!"

"Reinforcements? How could there be reinforcements at a time like this?!"

"It really is reinforcements! More than eight hundred cavalrymen charged straight at the enemy!"

"Is this...is this a miracle...?"

……

The sudden appearance of reinforcements not only shocked the enemy, but also left Qing Deng and his men in a daze.

Astonishment, elation, disbelief... countless emotions appeared on their faces.

Although the details are unknown, it is clear that now is not the time to hesitate!

Qingdeng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, and turned to shout to the crowd behind him:

"Gentlemen! Have you all seen that? Our reinforcements have arrived! This is the decisive moment!"

Kondo Isami raised his arms and shouted:

"kill!"

Captains Sanako, Saito Hajime, and others followed closely behind:

"kill!"

All soldiers:

"kill!!!"

Amidst the rousing cheers, Qingdeng and the others all lowered their upper bodies, maximizing their charging speed!

The two cavalry units resembled two sharp arrows, flying towards the enemy from the south and east!

In the blink of an eye, two cavalry units, each led by Aoto and Ogata respectively, charged into the enemy lines, one after the other!

A one-sided battle immediately broke out!

Caught in a pincer attack, the Northern Expeditionary Army and the British Army were instantly at a disadvantage!

The balance of power on the battlefield, which had originally favored the Northern Expeditionary Army and the British Army, was completely reversed at this moment!

The swordsmen of the Chiba family displayed exquisite skills on horseback, cutting down enemies as easily as mowing grass.

The martial artists from the training school displayed their unique skills, and in the blink of an eye, they broke into the depths of the enemy's formation.

Many of them, such as Arima Hideyuki, Ushiyama Seiji, Inoya Hanjiro, and Aoi Osamu, were not skilled in martial arts, but the warhorses they rode were incredibly sharp weapons!

They steered their warhorses straight toward every enemy soldier in their field of vision!

How can a mortal body withstand a horse charging at high speed?

The enemy soldiers who were hit were all sent flying into the air before crashing back to the ground.

Even if we don't kill the enemy, it doesn't matter. The sheer force of their "galloping horses" is enough to terrify the enemy soldiers!

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New book countdown: 3 days! (Leopard Hi.jpg)

The next chapter will feature the duel between Niou and Ōtakemaru. Leopard has already written the "Author's Closing Remarks" and a timeline of major events after Aoto becomes "the ruler of the land"!

P.S.: Those who had received favors from the protagonist in the past all rushed to his aid without hesitation when he was in trouble—this is one of Leopard's favorite storylines.

Chapter 1191 The Final Showdown! Niou vs. Ōtakemaru!

The soldiers of the Northern Expeditionary Army and the British Army racked their brains but never expected such a turn of events.

Despite Howell, Tokugawa Yoshinobu, and others' best efforts to mobilize troops and change formations to resist Ogata and his men's attack, it was too late.

Unexpectedly, panic spread rapidly.

Before the battle even began, many people were so frightened that they abandoned their positions, causing chaos in the battle formation.

To meet preparedness with unpreparedness, to meet order with disorder... the outcome is already a foregone conclusion.

The neighing of warhorses, the pounding of hooves, the fluttering of banners, the waving of blades... all these combined to form an invisible "giant wave," rolling in together!

It surged, rushed, rose high, and mercilessly devoured living beings.

One by one, the tents were torn to shreds.

One cannon after another was knocked down.

The hundred or so knights who rushed out of Dajin City wished their mounts were any faster and their arms that held their weapons any stronger.

They had forgotten their fatigue and unleashed a fierce offensive, fueled by their desire for revenge, upon the enemy!

The frustration of being trapped in a deserted city, the unbearable exhaustion, the resentment of being driven to the brink of despair... all the pressure they had accumulated in recent days erupted at this moment!

Wherever the troops advanced, blood and severed limbs flew everywhere, carving bloody paths through the enemy ranks!

The British soldiers were no longer as arrogant as before.

Despite their reputation as "the world's strongest," they are nothing special; they also experience fear and flee in panic.

If the British army was like this, then the Northern Army was even more so.

There are no tactics or formations left to speak of.

The once perfectly organized wedge formation has completely disintegrated, with each unit fighting its own battle.

Those at the back unconsciously ran to the front; those at the front fell behind in a daze, and everyone rushed and fought haphazardly—Qingdeng was no exception.

Aoto had no idea where he was or which direction he was heading. His flag bearers, Ozeki Masajiro and Shimada Kai, had also lost track of him.

Although the formation has been disrupted, it's not a big deal—just keep charging forward! Just kill any enemy you encounter!

"Moo moo moo! Moo moo moo! Moo moo moo!"

Radish went all out, unleashing the monstrous strength unique to cattle to its limit, sending enemy soldiers flying one after another into the air.

Those "lucky ones" who manage to avoid a direct collision with the radish will be harvested by the green vine.

A few drops of blood stained the black blade, but did not remain for long before being flung away due to the excessively high cutting speed... This happened repeatedly.