The Thousand Mask Warrior

The Three Gods of Death

The single sword stood in a frenzy. But he felt he could still face Paulo Omura's attacks roaring towards him. He still had a chance to prepare the horses and raise his sword.

It is not Paulo Omura if every move of his coach can be known to the opponent. Before the single sword was ready to face its attack, Paulo Omura had already read the preparedness of the opponent. So, instead of continuing to attack, Paulo Omura threw his naginata at an unexpected distance. Not only that, Paulo Omura threw his naginata towards the foot.

This attack clearly made the opponent into a drunkenness. He had just stood up and prepared his horses. And so, he swept the naginata with his sword. The horses came back and the sword slings pointed down.

Paulo Omura was in front of him.

“Watch you luck for being a witness of my Iai-ku style!” paulo Omura in Japanese.

The single sword was unable to understand the language or the circumstances because Paulo Omura had already plucked the katana and wakizashi with a single jolt. The head of the single sword escaped from his body. Katana Paulo Omura slashed at him, while wakizashi plunged into his heart.

Seeing this, death was already looming on the faces of the remaining five Khmer and Siamese warriors whose hands had been cut off. He tried to stand up, but again, at an unquestionable speed, Paulo Omura ran and clipped high. The katana bar split the remaining soldier's head before he managed to stand up at all.

Paulo Omura cleaned the katana and wakizashi from using the clothes of the braggarts who had become the corpse and then immediately returned to sheathing the two.

Suddenly he remembered that his two comrades must also be facing the enemy. He's pissed. He should have been involved in that battle. His katana has been revoked. So, Paulo Omura quickly ran to grab his naginata and ran to find the whereabouts of Konoshi Hodetada and Arima Oda.

It is true what Paulo Omura thought. Konoshi Hidetada is not far from Arima Oda. In contrast to Paulo Omura, the two intercepted the rest of the soldiers on the riverbank. Even the residents had seen the forerunner of chaos, so they immediately went from the place if they did not want to be a victim or part of a fight.

“Sial! We need to get this over with, Hidetada. Those people have seen us. Two Japanese surrounded by Khmer and Siamese. Before long the royal forces of Siam or maybe the Pranggi sycophants will come here soon,”, Arima Oda told his colleague.

Katana and her Wakizashi have already escaped the scabbard. He stood with the horses of a samurai. A few steps behind him, Konoshi Hidetada put a tanegashima or button-axis rifle in his right hand, while his left hand had also passed a katana.

“Then kill them quickly. That's simple, isn't it?” konoshi Hidetada said with a sly smile. He even grinned like a demonic figure preparing to harvest human lives.

Arima Oda felt the grin of his partner even though he did not see it. Konoshi Hidetada's tone is very familiar.

“Alright! Let's just get started, Hidetada. Give one life for a start,” exclaimed Arima Oda.

DAR!

The sound of the eruption sounded loud.

Konoshi Hidetada did exactly what his partner asked him to do. He fired the first shot. White smoke billowed thickly and one body collapsed just like that. Mimis gotri tin glides from the muzzle of tanegashima and penetrates the opponent's forehead.

Less than half a breath, the besiegers, aware that the battle had begun, began to cheer wildly, especially seeing one of their entourage members dead.

The dha and daap that were on average used in pairs were instantly lifted into the air. All the soldiers advanced almost simultaneously.

Konoshi Hidetada slapped his rifle at a nearby soldier and hit his shoulder. He struck the rifle left and right, then threw it at the opponent marching forward.

This opportunity was used to uproot his wakizashi.

Konoshi Hidetada and Arima Oda ran to and fro, quickly, nimble, looking for loopholes and opportunities to slash opponents.

Arima Oda rolled forward, then to the side. Then slash the legs of one attacker. When the body fell from a loss of balance and excruciating pain, Arima Oda rolled back but previously finished with a single quick slash to the opponent's stomach.

Arima Oda moves like a frog. He jumped high, but then looked down and rolled. Sode, or his shoulder protector helps his movements so that when he rolls over, the position of his shoulders becomes perfect. No wonder he was also just a pothole and a bundle of straw.

Sabetan by sabetan escaped not to him.

Instead, he managed to finish off the thighs and hips of the opponent, before sticking his wakizashi in the stomach of one attacker.

Opponents roaring from behind. He could not pull his wakizashi, so he had to pull back and release his wakizashi to avoid the attack.

Konoshi Hidetada has a different style to Arima Oda. It uses long steps as well as high jumps. His katana slash was as long and firm. One sideways and widened streak immediately hit two attackers at once.

The two men lashed out in pain as their arms and several fingers were severed. Their chests and stomachs must be opened wide by the unusually sharp katana blade.

Konoshi Hidetada then uses ki energy and channels it into his sword, then releases the katana with a certain angle towards the opponent's daap that is blasted towards him.

TRANGS!

The blade broke in two.

The assailant fell asleep because in just one slash, two of his daap was broken. How powerful was the katana, and how powerful was the magic of this Japanese swordplay.

However, his excesses brought disaster.

Her neck was pierced by Wakizashi Konoshi Hidetada before she said she also split her chest.

“Stat! You guys are partying without me apparently!” paulo Omura's voice sounded loud.

His Naginata roared around like a dog troubling.

“Hah, you yourself have taken your share, not Paulo?” reply Konoshi Hidetada.

“But we can't blame you for still starving. Come, we party together until we are full. Do it quickly, before many others interfere!” this time Arima Oda answered.

The three Iai Gods have met again.

It was clear how the title stuck to them.

Blood flowed up to the river and was carried away by the current. Shouts of pain continued to be heard as the Three Gods Iai became the three gods of death for the soldiers. Naginata Paulo Omura slashed the baton of the head, shoulders, neck and pierced the stomach of the enemy. Daisho Konoshi Hidetada pierces and presses the chest, hull and back. Katana Arima Oda cut off the legs, pierced the thighs and abdomen, and released the head from the enemy's body.

The three Iai Gods were not the opponents of those lowly humans.