The soldiers have been trying to fight back.

But only four of them could walk side by side, and the streets were too narrow for them to even form a complete gun formation.

And Ogata's fierce attack also gave them the opportunity to launch a spear formation.

They could only fight on their own, and then were defeated by Ogata respectively. In this kind of terrain that was so unfavorable to the enemy, Ogata didn't even need to use the "selfless state".

Ogata kept moving forward, forward, forward.

Follow the street and go straight ahead.

All the enemies who stood in front of Ogata and appeared in front of Ogata died in various ways.

Hacked to death with a knife...

Beaten to death by fists and kicks...

The one whose neck was broken using jujitsu...

Shot in the vital part by a flintlock gun...

His throat was pierced by the empty flintlock...

Ogata has not entered the "selfless state", but his state of mind is now as if he has entered the "selfless state" - he has been calmly thinking about the most efficient way to kill every enemy in front of him.

These enemies, who filled half of the street, were like a surging waterfall, rushing down with majestic momentum.

At the bottom of the waterfall is a lone swordsman.

The swordsman braved the turbulent water of the waterfall and went upstream.

"How can it withstand such turbulent water with only human power?" - Maybe everyone will think so.

However, the reality is so shocking.

The waterfall was cut off by the swordsman, who also used brute force to force it to flow backwards inch by inch.

The waterfall was originally 50 meters long.

But gradually, only 45 meters... 40 meters... 35 meters... were left.

When only half of the water flow in the waterfall was left, new water flow finally came in, making the waterfall become huge again.

But this kind of thing doesn't make much sense.

It just makes the swordsman repeat the whole process of making the waterfall flow backwards.

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More and more soldiers and troops rushed over and threw themselves into the battlefield, into this flesh and blood mill.

This originally quiet neighborhood has now become "busy".

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"Follow me! Go around from the left! Go around from the left! Go around from the side and flank the monster!"

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"Come here with more people! There is almost no one here!"

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"His movements seem to have slowed down. He should be exhausted. The wheel battle has worked! Good opportunity! Attack!"

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"Did you hit him?"

"No, no! It seemed that I was dodged by him and only brushed past his shoulder."

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"Ahhhhhhhhhh-!"

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"Hey! Have you seen anyone from Division 4?"

"Team 4? Team 4 is fighting that monster now! The situation is not optimistic!"

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"No, that monster doesn't seem to get tired at all! Pull back! Everyone, pull back! You can't fight that monster in this place! Everyone, pull back!"

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After Zuemon carried his big naginata and led his subordinates of Division 1 to the place where the fireworks bloomed, he immediately frowned.

He sniffed his nose hard and smelled a bloody smell that was so strong that it almost choked his throat.

Looking forward carefully, there is a neighborhood with extremely low and dilapidated houses in front of us.

This strong smell of blood wafts from this neighborhood.

On the outskirts of this block, and directly in front of Zuoemon, there are many of his acquaintances.

The commander of Group 2, the commander of Group 6, the commander of Group 8... The commanders of five units gathered together and talked to each other solemnly.

"Hey, why are you all standing here? What are you doing?" Zuoemon quickened his pace slightly and strode towards the commanders of each unit.

"Ah, Lord Zuemon." The commander of Division 2 greeted Zuemon with a very ugly expression, "We are in trouble..."

"What's going on?" Saemon looked around, "Where's Shura?"

"Shura... is inside." The commander of Division 2 raised his thumb and pointed to the dilapidated neighborhood behind him, "Samaemon-sama, before you arrived, we had already been with Shura in this neighborhood.

There was a fight."

"I'm waiting for...there are heavy casualties..."

The commander of Division 2 gave a brief and concise report on the battle situation so far to Uemon.

After arriving here one after another, various troops poured into this neighborhood and devoted themselves to the encirclement and suppression of Ogata.

Although the terrain in this area is extremely unfavorable to them, they are also full of confidence.

After all, they had an absolute numerical advantage.

Under their fierce attack, under their wheel battle, there should be a few bullets that can hit Ogata, right? No matter how he can fight, he can't be active again after taking a few bullets, right?

They think so optimistically and confidently.

No.

It should be that I was once so optimistic and confidently thinking...

"We besieged Shura from all directions," said the commander of Division 2, "but that monster seems to be tireless. No matter how we besiege him, he can effectively dodge and fight back."

"So far, the only record we have of successfully injuring Shura is that a bullet passed through Ogata's left shoulder and scratched Ogata's left shoulder. However, this was only a minor injury and could not even affect him.

Swing the knife."

"Damn..." the commander of Division 8 said bitterly, "that guy's physical strength is simply not like that of a human being... I really wonder if he can play with women until dawn... carefully

When I think about it, that monster is really enviable..."

No one paid attention to the complaints from the commander of Division 8, and the commander of Division 2 continued to introduce the battle situation to Zuemon in a serious manner.

"The 3rd and 7th divisions suffered heavy losses, the 4th and 5th divisions were almost scrapped, and the rest of the troops also suffered some damage."

"If we continue to fight like this, even if we succeed in taking Shura's head, the price will be too high for us to bear."

"So we all evacuated this neighborhood just now and are thinking about new strategies against the enemy."

"The first strategy we formulated was a fire attack. We would burn the entire block, force Shura out, and fight him in the open area outside the block."

"This is useless." As soon as the commander of Division 2 finished speaking, Zuemon interrupted him, "This is not a building, but an entire city block. To point out this kind of thing is enough."

It's hard to burn down a block of buildings."

"And we don't have enough troops. To use this method to encircle Shura, we need to have enough troops to surround the neighborhood?"

"Only in this way can we ensure that no matter which direction Shura breaks through, he can be surrounded and annihilated as soon as possible."

"We don't have that many troops now."

The commander of Division 2 nodded: "Yes, we think so too, so we are now adopting the second strategy - sending out the most skilled shooters to snipe Shura from a distance."

"Just now we have sent a team of 10 shooters who are good at shooting into the neighborhood to deal with Shura."

"Is there any result?" Zuemon asked.

"We just heard their screams."

“What a concise and concise yet interesting results report.”

The commander of Group 6 scratched his hair vigorously at this time: "So what should we do now? We can't beat him again and again, and we can't force him out of this neighborhood. We can bring the cannon to our formation and bombard him with the cannon.

How’s the neighborhood like?”
To be continued...