It's so deserted here... As expected, no matter how developed a city is, there will definitely be a few very desolate places in the city.

This is the only place to go to Master Yuji's residence, so Ogata has already been to this place once before.

Before, Ogata was shocked by the desertedness of this place.

Even though he had witnessed the desertedness of this place once, Ogata still couldn't hide the emotion in his heart when he passed by this place again.

However, at this moment, Ogata's footsteps stopped.

wrong……

Ogata suddenly looked around with alert eyes.

He knew that this place was indeed deserted.

But right now, this place is really too "deserted".

It’s not that there are too few people or too few voices.

Instead, there was a strange coldness in the air.

Ogata didn't know how to use words to describe the coldness in the air at this time.

This is the coldness that only a person like him who has experienced hundreds of battles can feel.

Blah blah blah!

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps came from behind Ogata.

Ogata immediately looked behind him

He saw two groups of people pouring out from the left and right sides of the street behind him like a tide.

The two groups of people quickly ran to the center of the street and formed a tight three-row line formation.

The total number of people in these three columns is about 60.

They all wore katana and wakizashi on their waists.

In their hands, they all held weapons that reflected a chilling light under the moonlight.

Flintlock gun!

Looking at these more than 60 bright flintlock guns, Ogata's pupils shrank suddenly.

And at the same moment that Ogata's pupils expanded,

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

The person standing in the first row leveled the flintlock gun in his hand, pointed the muzzle at Ogata, and pulled the trigger.

The movements of these musketeers were uniform and extremely fast.

But Ogata's 15-point reflex nerve gives Ogata a faster reaction speed than the Musketeers' movements.

With 15 points of reflexes and 18 points of agility, Ogata jumped into a dark alley next to him.

Bullets whizzed by like raindrops.

Although the accuracy of the flintlock guns was poor, the distance between these gunners and Ogata was only more than 40 meters.

At such a close distance, there are always a few shots that can hit the target.

And in fact, it is indeed the case.

If Ogata had just stood there stupidly, at least 5 bullets would have penetrated his body.

As soon as he jumped into the alley, Xu Fang immediately pulled out the knife from his waist like a conditioned reflex.

The sudden attack caused chaotic thoughts to pass through Ogata's mind one by one.

Flintlock guns...they are not from the government...then who are they?

Ogata's face was as sinking as water now.

He had just seen clearly that the weapons held by these people were not matchlocks, but genuine flintlock guns.

The muskets used by the Edo shogunate are still matchlocks, so we can first rule out the possibility that this group of people are official servants of the government.

At a time when the Edo shogunate was closed to the country and looked down upon firearms, matchlocks, let alone flintlock guns, were very rare, and it was extremely difficult for private groups to even obtain matchlocks.

But this group of people who suddenly attacked him were able to take out more than sixty flintlock guns in one breath...

Not only that, judging from the actions of this group of people just now, they are not "just ordinary people holding firearms."

No matter how you look at their uniform movements and neat formation just now, they are all well-trained elites.

Who are these people? Why did they attack him with such fanfare...

There are too many questions to ask clearly.

At the moment, the question Ogata wants to find out most is: is he alone the target of this group of people, or is his companion A-Machi and A-Tsuku also one of their targets.

Before going out just now, the scene of Atachi and Asuki happily cooking Hoe Yaki flashed in Ogata's mind.

Ogata's face was now so gloomy that it looked as if water would drip out at any moment.

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"As expected of Shura... He can actually hide from this." Hiding in the distance, Baixiang, standing at the back of the gun formation, grinned, "He hid in that alley. What a pity...

We can't see the scene in the alley from our perspective, otherwise, we really want to see what the famous Shura's expression is."

"Toyotomi-sama is indeed great. His decision to invite Army instructors from England to train our warriors is really wise."

"Sakuma, look at these superb movements of our warriors, they are no different from the red-coated troops of the British Empire."

"Asura, he is not so much fighting with our Toyotomi warriors now, as he is fighting against the English red-coated army."

Baixiang was chatting there.

Sakuma did not immediately respond to what Baigo said.

Instead, he waved his hand first:

"go ahead."

As soon as Sakuma gave this order, the three rows of musketeers standing in front of him and Baigo immediately held their guns and marched forward slowly with neat steps.

After ordering the musketeers to move forward, Sakuma calmly said to Bai Xiang beside him:

"Under the training of those British army instructors, the movements of our warriors are indeed as good as those of the British Red Army."

"But in terms of strength, it is still far behind the red-shirted troops in England."

"If nothing else, our warriors are extremely deficient in terms of actual combat experience."

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I have to go back to the hotel quickly...

Although he was worried about whether Atachi and Aszuki would be attacked, Ogata did not lose his calm.

Even when he heard the sounds of enemies approaching from outside the alley, Ogata didn't feel the slightest bit nervous or panicked.

This is the character cultivated after going through hundreds of battles and going through storms.

The two broken knives I carry with me now...if they are hit by a bullet, they will probably break.

Ogata glanced at the katana currently held in his right hand and the wakizashi still hanging on his waist.

Ogata was quite aware of the poor quality of the two cheap ones he bought temporarily to replenish his stock.

Just using these two knives...it is completely idiotic to try to split the incoming bullets.

In other words...can you only dodge the bullets that are fired...

Ogata listened carefully to the footsteps of the enemies outside the alley.

The distance between them and me is still about 30 meters...

They walked very slowly... Do they know that the alley where I am currently hiding is a dead end and there is no way to escape...

Ogata turned to look at the end of the alley not far away. The alley he was currently hiding in was very narrow and short, and he could see the sealed bottom of the alley at a glance.

They are very familiar with the layout of this street...which means they have scouted this place in advance...and come prepared.

Based on his current observations, Ogata quickly deduced that this group of enemies who did not yet know the details were well prepared.

These guys who didn't know the details knew that he would pass through this place today, so they conducted reconnaissance at this place in advance and laid an ambush.

Ogata withdrew his gaze from the bottom of the alley.

The movements of this group of people were the same as those of the army... completely different from the Cossacks they had encountered in Ezo before.

The Cossacks who had fought against them in Ezo before could only be regarded as stragglers.

First...let's test it a little bit.

Ogata picked up an empty wine bottle at his feet and threw it forcefully out of the alley.
To be continued...