There was no pause.
Ijiri Matabei Yoshitoshi's charge continued.
Listening to the explosions behind him, and seeing the enemies fall before even engaging in close combat,
Ijiri Matabei Yoshitoshi knew that Kobayashi Itsuki was helping, and while filled with gratitude, he became even more spirited.
The Okuragi Takatora's army on the opposite side, however, was much more miserable.
None of them had expected that such a terrifying weapon could float in the sky and attack them.
If they could still understand weapons that fired projectiles, then the ability to float in the air completely exceeded their imagination.
What is most important on the battlefield?
Not equipment, nor numbers, but morale!
With high morale, an army can exert two hundred percent or even more of its strength.
With low morale, a defeat will occur even before the battle begins.
Now, before the battle had even started, one claymore mine directly caused the Okuragui Army's morale to plummet.
Actually, these soldiers couldn't be blamed, as there really wasn't much they could do.
They couldn't dodge it, and they couldn't block it.
In front of the claymore mine, they were as fragile as tofu.
It truly was high-tech against primitives; this was a completely unequal battle.
However, this was only just the beginning.
After the initial tension, excitement, and nausea, Kobayashi Itsuki's mindset had changed, and he was now completely uninhibited.
Just Little Neon, kill them if you kill them, what's there to care about?
Again!
Another claymore mine was taken out of the system by Kobayashi Itsuki.
"Boom!!!"
The roar sounded again!
Previously, Kobayashi Itsuki had thought of having others surround him to ensure his safety as much as possible.
But now... Kobayashi Itsuki, holding two shields, galloped wildly.
The violent jolting couldn't change the surging and excited emotions in Kobayashi Itsuki's heart at this moment.
The horse beneath him galloped.
He directly charged out from his own ranks, coming right beside Ijiri Matabei Yoshitoshi, riding abreast with him.
Countless steel balls and projectiles shot out again.
The stunned Okuragui Army, before they could react, was once again showered head-on.
Figures fell, spraying blood mist.
Kobayashi Itsuki and Ijiri Matabei Yoshitoshi charged into the enemy's main army as if entering an unmanned territory.
Ijiri Matabei Yoshitoshi also clearly knew what he needed to do.
Holding a katana in one hand and a shield in the other, he stayed close to Kobayashi Itsuki's side.
He was very clear about who they depended on to win this war.
It didn't matter if he died, but the most important thing was Kobayashi Itsuki; he absolutely couldn't be harmed!
After taking two claymore mines, the Okuragui soldiers finally reacted, with some shouting loudly.
"Disperse, disperse!"
"Everyone scatter, don't stand together!"
The loud roar woke the soldiers from their stupor, and they frantically retreated in all directions.
But by this point, it was already too late.
How could the speed of a man be faster than a horse, or faster than the projectiles launched by gunpowder propulsion?
Watching the soldiers fleeing in panic, Kobayashi Itsuki felt his stamina rapidly draining and pulled out the last claymore mine from the system.
"Everyone, accelerate."
"Charge in!"
Kobayashi Itsuki shouted sharply, and the final claymore mine detonated.
Within the fifty-meter coverage area ahead, all life was instantly wiped clean.
A clearing was created, and everything within two hundred meters was affected.
Okuragi Takatora's army, numbering several thousand, suffered at least a thousand casualties due to the effects of Kobayashi Itsuki's three claymore mines.
But none of this was the most important thing; what mattered most was that Kobayashi Itsuki, like an awl, had completely punched a hole through the enemy's formation.
Why is cavalry considered important in ancient warfare?
It is because, besides their terrifying lethality, cavalry also possess the power to shatter formations.
Just like now.
It is no exaggeration to say.
Kobayashi Itsuki alone was currently accomplishing what hundreds of cavalrymen could do.
Now, the Okuragui Army, in order to avoid the sharp edge and evade the claymore mine attacks, had completely scattered.
Everyone was now desperate to flee, wanting to escape from the young general in black armor who seemed to wield some mysterious power.
Otherwise, with the sound of the explosion ringing out again, all that awaited them would be bodies riddled with holes.
The soldiers behind Kobayashi Itsuki and the others looked at the figures before them, their expressions filled with excitement and agitation.
Their morale was incredibly high.
Waving their weapons, they followed closely behind.
They scattered the already dispersed Okuragui Army even further.
Okuragi Takatora, standing in the rear command tent and witnessing this scene, was so furious his face turned slightly green.
Plans cannot keep up with changes.
No matter how well he planned, when facing Kobayashi Itsuki, a sudden Transmigrator equipped with modern weaponry.
Everything was different.
Originally, he held an absolute advantage, and invading Kasuga Castle was merely a matter of seizing it easily.
But what did he see instead?
Somewhat, a fellow in black armor had charged out from the enemy ranks.
Above this fellow's head floated the green weapon he had seen before, and just three booms were enough to completely rout his frontline troops.
This was unlike before, when the distance made it hard to see clearly.
This time, Okuragi Takatora saw it crystal clear!
That was power beyond imagination.
He could barely understand the projectiles and such, but how this thing managed to fly in the sky was truly beyond him.
'Could that guy be an Onmyōji, and this is his Shikigami?'
Okuragi Takatora's expression was extremely ugly, and this thought, which even he found unreliable, suddenly popped into his mind.
However, if that wasn't the case, he truly didn't know what other reason there could be for how the opponent achieved all this.
Because this completely transcended what was achievable through technology.
But whether Okuragi Takatora could figure it out was irrelevant, because he wasn't given much time to think at all.
As Kobayashi Itsuki and the others advanced with irresistible momentum, the soldiers behind them charged forward spiritedly, scattering his army and rapidly approaching the command tent.
"My Lord, the enemy is about to arrive. Please proceed to a safe location first. Your subordinates will hold them back for you here!"
Magara Tarō Zaemon Naotaka, massive and sturdy in his bright red armor, said in a deep voice to Okuragi Takatora.
As his Royal Guard, their most important task was protecting Okuragi Takatora.
"I leave this place to you!"