——Where is...?

Qingden felt as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep.

My head feels swollen and I feel dizzy...

The body seems to be floating in mid-air, a little light...

The memory seems to be covered with a film, becoming blurry and difficult to distinguish.

It's like waking up from a dream and vaguely remembering that you had a dream, but not the specific details of the dream.

As his consciousness regained consciousness, his senses such as vision, hearing, and touch gradually recovered.

The first thing he felt was pain in his right hand.

There was a burning pain on the back of my right hand where Muramasa had cut me.

Because the wound was torn, it looked terrible, bleeding profusely, and even the bones of the little finger were exposed.

But despite this, his right fist was still clenched regardless of the injury, as if he was about to hit something.

Immediately afterwards, Qingdeng felt his right arm being pulled tightly by someone.

I looked up - it was Nagakura Shinpachi.

Nagakura Shinpachi stood on his right side and grabbed his right arm tightly with his left hand, making his right fist hang in the air and unable to fall.

Just like Souji, Nagakura Shinpachi's expression was dominated by strong worry, and he looked at him in horror:

"Mr. Orange, stop hitting him and give him a good time."

After Qingdeng heard this, he finally realized that he was riding on an enemy soldier.

Even Qingdeng, who was used to seeing bloody scenes, couldn't help but be shocked at this moment - the appearance of this enemy soldier was really unbearable to see!

The skin was torn, the flesh was dripping with blood, and it was beyond recognition.

His face was swollen, almost twice the size of an ordinary person, and his mouth was full of broken teeth.

To put it bluntly, even if his own mother came, she wouldn't recognize him.

In addition, his body was twitching slightly, he was breathing in but not breathing out. He let out a weak moan of "ho ho" and he had lost the ability to speak.

Obviously, this man is hopeless...he is just hanging on for a breath.

"Ho...ho...ho...ho..."

Suddenly, his moans became a little louder, as if he was deliberately attracting the attention of Qingdeng and others.

Qingdeng and others looked at the sound - he cast a pleading look at them...or rather a desperate look.

Although he could not speak, anyone who looked at him could understand its meaning: Kill me quickly! Give me a good time!

Saito stepped forward with a complicated expression, moved to the man's side, pierced his heart with a knife, and gave him a painful blow.

Qingdeng watched all this in a daze... It was only at this moment that the fog that lingered in his mind finally lifted.

Just now, his memory only ended with the paragraph "Only leading the commander-in-chief, Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito alone dared to charge directly into the enemy's main line."

He couldn't recall what happened next, as if the memory had been cut out of thin air.

And now, these "disappeared" memory fragments emerge one by one——

My mind is filled with annoyance, anxiety, and unwillingness...

All I want to do is "become stronger"...

Suddenly I feel like I am one with the world...

Powerful perception ability...inexhaustible power emerges from the body...

A long-lost state...

A strong state...!

Just like a child who gets a new toy and is eager to show it off to others, he is intoxicated by this extremely powerful power... and unleashes violence unscrupulously...!

Defeat Shinsaku Takasugi with overwhelming strength...

He waved his fists one after another, sadistically destroying the enemy soldiers beneath him...

When he recalled the part of "destroying the enemy's formation with overwhelming force", suddenly, Nagakura Shinpachi's nervous voice came to his ears:

"Mr. Orange, you...what are you laughing at...?"

Qingdeng was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face.

Although it is barely noticeable, the right corner of his mouth is indeed tilted upward, making a slight arc.

Not to mention the General Secretary and the others, even Qingteng himself was confused and couldn't figure out why he was laughing.

At this time, Qingden seemed to sense something. He slowly raised his head and looked at the director and others in front of him with a numb expression.

Be it the Souji, Nagakura Shinpachi or Saito Kazuo, they all cast complex and meaningful looks at him.

It was the first time for them to look at Qingdeng like this.

It looks like this... It's like seeing something very bad and a scary monster!

"...Qingdeng, let's take a rest first, okay?"

As he spoke, the Souji took out the linen he carried with him and bandaged Qingto's right palm without any explanation.

Saitoichi on the side added:

"Mr. Tachibana, Mr. Inoue and the others will be here soon. I'll leave the rest to them first."

Nagakura Shinpachi also spoke up:

"Mr. Tachibana, your current state... is not quite right. The director-general is right, you should take a rest first."

"..."

Qingdeng said nothing.

He just nodded silently to show his agreement, and then quietly accepted the bandaging from the chief executive.

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It's night——

Nangong Mountain, the top of the mountain, the Shinsengumi main formation——

If there is any regret in today's battle, it is that we were not able to completely defeat the main force of the surprise team.

The heroic charge of Aoto, Souji, Nagakura Shinpachi and Saito Ichi not only greatly boosted the morale of the Shinsengumi, but also achieved jaw-dropping and astonishing results!

Not only did they successfully capture the main formation of the surprise troops, but they also narrowly missed taking the head of Shinsaku Takasugi.

It is no exaggeration to say that the fact that the sincerity flag can be planted on the top of Nangong Mountain today is basically due to the unremitting efforts of the four of them!

However... even though Qingden had long regarded the Qi Force as a major threat, he found that he had underestimated the fighting will of this force.

Even though the formation fell and the battle situation fell into an extremely unfavorable situation, they showed no signs of collapse!

When the formation was about to fall, they retreated eastward in an orderly manner.

After Aoto, Souji and others temporarily retreated to the rear to rest, Inoue Genzaburo temporarily took over the command of the right wing and led the large forces to pursue.

Although certain results were achieved, the team was not completely defeated.

The remaining combat power of the Qibing Team set up a new camp at the eastern foot of Nangong Mountain, deployed a new line of defense, and prepared to continue fighting against the Shinsengumi.

Qingneng originally planned to use two days to break through Sekigahara.

Now it seems...this time limit has to be extended!

Qingdeng hurriedly moved the formation to the top of Nangong Mountain before nightfall, replacing the original Qibing formation.

Looking eastward from the top of the mountain, one can clearly see the firelight of the Qi Corps camp.

The big one-letter three-star flag (the family crest of the Maori family) stands high at the east foot of Nangong Mountain, unwilling to bend even a cent.

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This formation, Qingdeng’s tent——

An experienced doctor who was over fifty years old sat next to Qingdeng and sutured the wound on the back of his right hand with skillful techniques.

Although the Souji briefly bandaged Qingnobo's right hand during the day, this was just a simple stoppage of bleeding and was far from being called a treatment.

To cure this injury, further treatment is required.

"Okay, this way it'll be no problem!"

After saying that, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Qingdeng lowered his head and glanced at his right hand, which was wrapped in linen and was bulging. The strong smell of medicine replaced the original smell of blood.

The doctor's bandaging technique was very professional. Although the bandage was tight, it did not hinder the movement of the five fingers.
To be continued...