My Gang of Swordsmen-Chapter 93 - 74: Expel the Foreigners! Expel the Foreigners! Expel the Foreigners!

Chapter 93: Chapter 74: Expel the Foreigners! Expel the Foreigners! Expel the Foreigners!

"Mr. Kiryu! Elodie and I want to build a snowman! Do you want to join us?"

"Build a snowman? Now?" Kiryu responded, questioning Mukiwa who was standing in front of him.

Kiryu was one of the few people Mukiwa could communicate with at a normal volume.

Mukiwa nodded vigorously, "Today the ground is finally covered with snow thick and wet enough! Elodie and I plan to compete in building a snowman! Mr. Kiryu, come play with us!"

"Building a snowman..." Kiryu laughed helplessly and then shook his head, "I won’t go; you and Miss Ailuodi have fun..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Kiryu’s words stopped abruptly.

The old man sensed something, his expression changed suddenly, and he looked around in all directions.

"Mr. Kiryu?" Seeing Kiryu’s sudden change in expression in front of him, Mukiwa couldn’t help but be surprised, "What’s wrong?"

"..." Kiryu didn’t respond to Mukiwa’s question.

His bright eyes hidden behind the lenses were staring intently... at the surroundings outside the camp.

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"Mr. Mogami." Yamada, with his hand on the tachi at his waist, climbed up the high slope and respectfully said to Mogami, "Everyone... is ready, we can attack at any time!"

"Hmm..." Mogami nodded, "Understood."

After thanking Yamada, who was assisting him in commanding tonight’s battle, Mogami looked up and let out a long breath.

Although he had rehearsed similar scenarios countless times in his mind, Mogami couldn’t help but feel nervous at this moment.

Leading over 200 samurai to launch a thunderous attack on the barbarians... such a feat, a few years ago when he first joined the "Anti-foreigner Cause," was unthinkable.

But despite the nervousness... Mogami also felt a bit excited.

Ever since he joined the Treasure House Stream and practiced its spear technique, he had been eager to achieve glorious deeds like the military generals of the Warring States Era 300 years ago! Leading thousands of troops, creating an unprecedented achievement!

And now, this dream was partially realized.

Soon, he would be leading over 200 passionate Anti-foreigner Warriors to launch a fierce attack on the barbarians invading their country!

Although this battle was not leading a huge army, nor was it a decisive battle that could influence the world’s situation and the course of history, Mogami couldn’t help but proudly puff out his chest. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Everyone... is ready for battle.

The time... has come!

The moment has arrived!

With high spirits, Mogami imagined the blood-red feathered robe he was wearing as the Array Feather Robe commonly worn by military generals, and he swung it forcefully.

Mogami turned to face his comrades lurking below the high slope.

There were a total of 42 Anti-foreigner Group members camped with Mogami and Yamada in this area.

They all wore blood-red feathered robes that made it easier to distinguish friend from foe at night, just like Mogami and Yamada.

"Everyone!"

Mogami planted the Wind Cut he was holding firmly beside him.

"I’ve said everything I needed to say to you before!"

Light snowflakes danced.

In this snowy curtain with snowflakes fluttering like willow catkins, Mogami slowly moved his gaze, letting his eyes pass over the faces of his comrades before him.

"I believe I no longer need to say anything to stir your fighting spirit!"

Mogami lifted his head high, exuding momentum.

At that moment, he felt very much like a military general, rallying his subordinates for the final pre-battle motivation!

"Draw your swords! Grip your swords tightly!"

"The barbarians invading our land are right before us!"

"Tell me—can we let the barbarians and the traitors acting as their lackeys escape right before our eyes?!"

"Tell me—can we return empty-handed tonight?!"

"Everyone!"

"Follow me to destroy the barbarians!"

"Tonight, let those who are still rampant on our land witness our might, let them see our determination to defend the nation! Let them see our Soul of the Samurai!"

"Tonight, let the name of our Anti-foreigner Group spread across the country!"

"Tonight, let all the barbarians who step on our soil quake in terror upon hearing our name!"

With that, Mogami turned around swiftly, aiming the matchlock gun, which he had been holding in his left hand, at the distant camp with its match already lit and ready to fire at any time!

"Destroy the barbarians—!"

With all his strength, he shouted this phrase in a roar, then pressed the trigger in his hand sharply.

Bang!

Sparks flashed.

Numerous birds, startled by the gunshot, flapped their wings frantically and flew out from the woods behind Mogami, their cries and fluttering feathers filling the air.

This was the agreed signal between Mogami and his subordinates.

Fire the gun as a signal! Upon hearing the gunshot, they would launch an attack on the camp they had surrounded! Kill upon encountering the enemy!

Clang! Standing beside Mogami, Yamada suddenly drew the family tachi from his waist.

With all the strength in his body, he tensed his muscles and pointed the tip of the tachi towards the sky, shouting to the heavens:

"Anti-foreigners—!!"

The members of the Anti-foreigner Group crouched in front of Mogami all stood up at this moment, either waving their fists or raising their weapons to the sky like Yamada.

"Anti-foreigners—!! Anti-foreigners—!! Anti-foreigners—!! Anti-foreigners—!!"

Their necks were strained, their faces flushed from excitement, repeatedly shouting "Anti-foreigners."

High spirits, emotional fervor!

As everyone’s morale soared with each roar, Yamada swung his tachi sharply towards the distant camp.

"Follow me!" Yamada took the lead, jumping out from the high slope where they were lurking!

The other group members shouted, following closely behind Yamada like a pack of wolves chasing after their leader!

Mogami divided his over 200 subordinates into 6 parts, positioning them outside the camp in the east, west, south, north, southwest, and northeast, thoroughly surrounding Anthony and their camp.

After Mogami pulled the trigger, the members of the Anti-foreigner Group lurking in the other 5 positions all heard this attack signal immediately.

Upon hearing the attack signal, they all emerged from their respective lurking areas at once.

Wearing uniform blood-red feathered robes, they converged towards a common target like a crimson sea—an utterly unprepared camp unaware of the large-scale assault they were facing!

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