"What are you fighting for?" Jubei took a deep breath and suddenly asked.

"We obey our lord's orders and will fight for our country," the cavalryman replied calmly.

“You are invading my country, you are slaughtering our people.” Jubei’s eyes were cold as he stopped in his tracks.

"Where shall the war begin?" Iron Cavalry also stopped in his tracks and asked.

Jubei's breathing became heavy, and he could hardly answer the question. The samurai around him were facing an enemy force several times their size, and he could hear many familiar voices wailing. Without a doubt, this battle was going to be lost again.

These disciples who have followed him for many years will probably all die in this battle. This is a real gap, an insurmountable chasm, that righteousness and courage cannot bridge.

"Soldiers are like fire; if not controlled, they will burn themselves." The voice of the iron cavalry rang out again, growing colder. He stepped to the side, his steel whip already aimed at Jubei.

Jubei, unable to hide his grief, couldn't help but ask:

Is it too late?

Iron Cavalry's eyes gradually sharpened, and he said in a deep voice:

"War comes because of necessity, not because of desire."

"Moreover, this is a war of life and death."

"Your Japan has been more harmonious than ever before since you started this war. Do you understand this principle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a myriad of thoughts flooded his mind, and Jubei froze.

As the distracting thoughts gradually faded, only regret, anger, and grief filled his heart. Jubei's eyes widened, and his body trembled slightly.

The fighting continued all around, and more and more people died in the fierce battle.

The smell of blood grew stronger, and Jubei's eyes grew hotter and hotter. He looked at Senji Muramasa in front of him and answered the question he had been unable to ask before.

"War arises from delusion."

"If I could turn back time, I would surely sever their delusions with a single stroke!!"

Akihito's image flashed through Jubei's mind.

He was gritting his teeth, his face contorted in rage, veins bulging on his forehead, his anger palpable. Only his moist eyes betrayed the deep sorrow that followed his fury.

"But as of today, all I, Jubei, have left is—"

"To sacrifice oneself for one's country!"

"Alright, come on!" Iron Cavalry shouted in a calm voice.

In an instant, the two moved at the same time!

This time, it's no longer a test, but a desperate strike!

But at that very moment, a figure suddenly burst forth.

Yoshino Chido's face was pale, and blood from his abdomen flowed all over the ground as he ran wildly. At first, he could still take steps and run wildly, and he could still block the weapons attacking from all around, but later, he only felt colder and more and more tired.

Even so, Yoshino Chido bit his lip and tongue until they bled. As the taste of blood and pain began to spread in his mouth, he finally mustered a bit of strength.

The enemy general who killed Murata Kosuke and shattered my courage has reappeared. I must find him and pay him the price, no matter what.

Even if we can't kill him, it doesn't matter, but we must go.

Living in humiliation requires more courage than dying heroically. As a deserter, I had already lost my courage, so how could I possibly survive?

He remembered Jubei's words clearly and understood them thoroughly.

As a samurai, I was meant to die a heroic death on the battlefield; sacrificing myself for my country was the only thing I should do.

At least, this is something I haven't let down myself, anyone else, or my country.

Just like now.

Yoshino Chido stared wide-eyed. Although he saw a blurry, double image before his eyes and his mind was in a daze, he knew that it was the iron cavalry.

So he stumbled and staggered, filled with a death wish, and slashed fiercely at the leaping iron cavalry!

But the timing of his strike was terrible.

At this moment, the iron cavalry, wielding steel whips, clashed with Jubei, who was wielding Senji Muramasa.

He broke into the middle of the fight between the two.

Jubei was completely caught off guard when Yoshino Chido appeared. His pupils contracted as he looked at Yoshino Chido's back. He had to change the direction of the sword he had swung, but even so, when the tip of the sword was pointing downwards, Jubei still felt the blade touch Yoshino Chido's body.

When faced with the sudden attack of Yoshino Chido, Iron Cavalry, his body tense, did not hesitate at all, but instead swung out this powerful and heavy blow!

With a loud "bang!"

The steel whip knocked away the incoming blade, and the force was so great that it could even propel the whip forward again!

Its power remained undiminished, and it headed straight for Yoshino Chido's face as he looked relieved.

Then came a "smack"!

The steel whip struck Yoshino Chido squarely in the face. Almost instantly, his face caved in, and flesh and blood shattered, splattering in all directions.

Jubei, who was behind Yoshino Sendo, was splattered all over his head and face, and his pure white haori was also stained with blood.

At the same time, Yoshino Chido's body began to fall onto Jubei.

After his successful strike, the Iron Cavalryman did not stop. He took a deep breath, leaped forward, and swung his steel whip forward again!

Jubei immediately twisted his body, dodging Yoshino Chido's corpse, and hurriedly swung his sword.

"Bang!"

As the sound of metal clashing rang out, Jubei's gaze gradually calmed down.

Senji Muramasa, as the most famous Great Sword in Japan, has a texture that resembles interlocking canine teeth, making it so beautiful that it hardly looks like a weapon of war, but rather like a magnificent ornament.

But its sharpness is undoubtedly unparalleled; otherwise, how could it be worthy of the name "Supreme Grade Sword"?

Even so, this sharp blade still couldn't cut through the two-finger-wide steel whip.

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