Chapter 196 195. Hirata clan

In the eyes of the farmer behind the leader, Lan En patted the man on the head like a puppy.

The leader was knocked to the ground with a "bang" sound.

Then, the tall figure glanced at everyone with his snake-like eyes, and the courage extracted from everyone's excitement disappeared like dried water traces.

As a result, the remaining five or six villagers seemed to brake suddenly, and the soles of their feet that were originally rushing forward were violently rubbed against the ground.

Most of the temporary ferocity on his face has disappeared.

He was still three or four meters away from Lan En, wildly waving hatchets, wooden sticks and other things.

It didn't look like they were rushing over to attack Lan En, but rather they seemed like they didn't want Lan En to get close.

Lan En tilted his head and looked at them quietly.

Be sure that they are really just farmers.

In this situation, do you regard yourself as a bad person?

This group of people never let go of arrows, because the only bow was carried on the back of the leader at their feet.

This guy was probably worried that if he didn't take the lead, the remaining farmers would not dare to charge, so he had no choice but to charge with a bow on his back.

Most of these people were skinny, with their upper bodies wrapped in loose clothes and only a crotch cloth covering their lower bodies. Because they were so skinny, these people's joints looked particularly thick and awkward.

The leader was a little better. He wore an 'armor' with several bamboo pieces hanging on his body. The armor also extended down his lower body and became a hem that covered half of his thighs.

Lan En shook his head, ignored the farmers who were at a loss, and pushed the leader lying on the ground with his toes.

"Hey, wake up, man."

Lan En still has a little confidence in his control. What he did just now could only make him faint briefly.

Sure enough, after tapping his toes twice, the leader opened his eyes in a daze.

——

"I'm really sorry!"

The leader, Kotaro, fell to the ground with his forehead on the ground and shouted sorry. He is a commoner, so he does not have a surname.

The farmers behind him who were led out by him also had the same posture, but they were a little further away.

This gesture seems to be a very solemn apology gesture from Japan.

When Kotaro woke up from his brief coma, he also got out of the throbbing mood before the war.

He just looked at Lan En rationally for a few times, and immediately put down his hostility, instead putting on an expression of sincerity and fear.

Lan En only felt that this scene was more difficult than when he charged at him with a bamboo spear just now.

Naturally, he also knew that it was unrealistic to emphasize self-esteem and personality on an ancient Japanese soldier or farmer. But he just couldn't stand being treated like a noble person.

When I was dragged to Haidilao for dinner before, I wanted to get rid of the overly enthusiastic waiter!

It has nothing to do with Kotaro's thoughts, it's Lan En who feels uncomfortable.

So he took a step sideways to avoid the opponent's front. He hugged his knees with his hands and squatted next to the opponent as much as possible to even out the height difference.

"I attacked you unnoticed and disturbed you from defecting to the Hirata clan. I really deserve death. Please forgive me!"

"No, it's nothing. After all, no one was hurt. Except you."

Lan En struggled to cope with the other party's overly solemn apology while capturing some information.

Defecting the Hirata clan? There is indeed a conflict between them here, and has it developed to the point of recruiting ronin?

"Why are you so eager to attack me? You seem to have lost your mind."

Lan En asked over there, while Kotaro, who was lying on the ground, had already raised his head respectfully.

"I'm really sorry! We started to resist the rule of the inner government because the inner government did not allow us to worship Longquan. The inner government troops are now stationed outside, and this year is another year when we visit Longquan every three years. Sir, we thought you wanted to

He did something bad to this Jishui shrine, so he rushed out in anger."

Inner Palace? When did Japan have this name? Are there differences in different worlds?

And for faith. That’s not surprising.

Lan En pursed his lips and said nothing more.

He himself does not believe in God, but even towards the lady in the lake, he shows respect, gratitude and friendship.

But the fact of the world is: fighting for faith happens every day.

"Sir, looking at your figure, handsome appearance and silver hair, you must be a noble person, right? Moreover, this expensive but unprecedented armor style obviously does not belong to the inner palace."

Kotaro then explained why he put down his hostility after waking up.

Lan En glanced at him slightly surprised.

Although he looks like a plain-looking civilian soldier, he is a thoughtful and logical person. This would be considered a talent in any ancient country, but given his family background, it is impossible for him to receive further education.

Kotaro was still lying on the ground, his attitude respectful and eager.

"Sir, since you have come to the Kaishui Shrine, you must have lost your way, right? Next, I, Kotaro, will take you to Hirata Manor! With your bravery, you will definitely be hired by the Hirata clan!"

"Agui, don't be stunned! Go to Pingtianzhuang and report the news first! This master must be a very strong warrior!"

Kotaro shouted to the farmer behind him without looking back. A farmer first looked up at Lan En cautiously and saw that he had no reaction. Then he stood up and turned around and ran away.

Lan En opened his mouth several times, but no words came out.

"Oh, sir, you are being held up."

In my mind, Mentos's voice sounded.

Lan En appeared in a key place under a tense situation. If there is no explanation, who would believe it?

Unless Lan En kills these farmers right now, even the [Yaxsi Sign] will not be able to catch up with the people who jumped into the river and swam down the river.

And will Lan En kill these farmers?

Mentos knew this all too well. If he could do it, he would no longer be Lan En.

Lan En used his backhand to suppress Zhinao and shut him up.

"In your opinion, I'm being held up? I'm naive! Just because there are so many glass bottles containing potions in my supplies! I can't be a traveling trader?! When I get to Pingtian Mansion, what's my mouth?

look at me"

But before Lan En could show Mentos a "planned" smile in his mind, Kotaro's next words silenced Lan En.

There was a sense of joy in this soldier's tone.

"Sir, it's lucky that we met you. Ashina is a country in the mountains. If you get in, you may not be able to come out in ten days and a half. When the time comes for the inner government to attack, they will definitely sweep around and kill.

I don’t think even the bandits can survive.”

Lan En's smile froze when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, he pursed his lips and nodded.

"Yes, if you lead the way, I will definitely be hired by the Hirata clan!"

A mopping up army in formation is not an easy situation for hundreds of soldiers to deal with.

Without backing support, even Lan En now doesn't think he can compete with the army.

As for "traveling merchants" and so on, if there is a war, the soldiers with red eyes will kill the merchants regardless of whether they are merchants or not.

The biological brain was also speechless for a moment.

"gentlemen."

"Shut up."

".clear."

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