Vol 3 Chapter 3: No moon tonight

Because of the rain, just looking at the sky cannot confirm what time it is now.
The map was already wet and unusable, Fang Lang simply gave up the damp thing that continued to swing, opened the door and walked out.
The rain has stopped, and the clouds have not dispersed yet. Fang Lang guessed it should be a few hours before dawn.
Although it was not long after he got out of the battle, there was no real feeling of the battle being completed.
But the reality is that you must retreat first when the troops are insufficient, otherwise the other three may have to confess here.
Gui should think so too. If it is discovered at this time, the heavens will send troops to attack and it will be over, and the defeat of the barbarians will mean that the samurai will drop their swords.
It's like pulling out the teeth of a poisonous snake and cutting off the nails of a cat.
Shall we go to another room?
It's not like Fang Lang's style to think about the future after some failures alone.
Takasugi looked at the thick clouds and couldn't sleep. The scars on the chest during the battle have all been simply treated, and there is only alcohol for disinfection in the temporary base, so I can't expect more.
It seems that I feel better after putting on dry clothes, but I feel a little bored at night when I can't see the moon.
Takasugi subconsciously touched other places, but he didn't touch the shamisen that he usually uses to relieve boredom. After retracting his hand, he reacted with hindsight, and would never bring this kind of entertainment with him during a battle.
"It's really boring without the moon." Takasugi no longer looked outside. Anyway, I can't see anything when I look out.
"What is one thinking?"
It's Fang Lang.
Takasugi looked warily in the direction of the door.
When did this person come?
"How long have you been standing here?"
"From the time you look outside." Fang Lang showed a treacherous smile. "I didn't expect you to have such a sentimental side."
To be honest, he didn't expect that such a big man would look out the window with a melancholy face. Originally, he just wanted to see if anyone was asleep, but he didn't expect to see an unexpected scene.
"Then you can get out now."
"Did anyone tell you that you are cold?"
No matter how bad-tempered Fang Lang was, he was a little unhappy when he was said that. But he was not afraid of Takasugi's warning, but took a step further inside.
He was curious as to where Takasugi's bottom line was. He really belonged to a person with a bad temper, or he was just duplicity. In the battle, his strength has been fully demonstrated, it is impossible for Takasugi to see it and remain indifferent.
Gui Du had already begun to believe that this incident made Fang Lang a little airy.
Gao Shan came down from the window sill and didn't seem to plan to look at Fang Lang again. From the battlefield to the stronghold, he refused to give Fang Lang a straight look. "It has nothing to do with you."
"You don't believe me when you see your strength." Fang Lang leaned against the door with one hand. "Well, I didn't want to fight with you in the middle of the night. I just wanted to ask you, do you have a map of this place?"
"what?"
"The one I brought is wet and can't be used. If there is a map, it is convenient to plan the retreat route."
Fang Lang explained.
Takasugi was surprised, his eyes slightly widened.
Like not understanding Fang Lang's problem.
"Always be prepared, don't tell me you haven't."
"..."
Gao Shan wanted to ask something, but before he could speak, he closed his mouth again. He took out a roll of maps from his sleeve and threw it directly to Fang Lang. In his opinion, it is not very important information, as long as he finishes reading the map and comes back. What's more, the stronghold was not clearly written on the map. Even if he became a traitor, the map would not have any effect.
No, obviously this guy is not a companion now,
Fang Lang caught the map that Gao Shan had thrown over and spread it directly on the ground in his room.
The map is very simple and clearly expresses the combat power of the two sides with different colors. The anti-barbarian faction is completely surrounded by heaven and man, and many places have fallen. It is not easy to break through. If you want to succeed at a time, you must find the weak links and break them one by one.
Fang Lang quickly found where he was, pointing his fingertips at the location on the map to draw a retreat route inside.
"We will surely be found not dead until dawn, and then this place will become unsafe. You must leave at dawn. There is no one living nearby, so don't worry about anyone recognizing it." Fang Lang paused. "This route is the shortest. It can return to a city that has not been completely ruled by the shogunate. Just take this one."
Gao Shan listened to Fang Lang's broken thoughts, and spoke suspiciously. "You mean to retreat?"
"Of course, staying here will definitely die."
Fang Lang replied.
"Don't be kidding me, I won't be a deserter."
"Hey hey hey, why are you like this! There is only a dead end here, you, are you willing to do this?"
Fang Lang, angry at this sentence, raised his head abruptly and stared at him. Takasugi still had an indifferent expression, put his hands into his sleeves and snorted coldly.
This attitude also made Fang Lang furious.
He stood up abruptly and reached out to grab Takasugi's collar.
"You don't want to think about your subordinates. If your group of leaders die, what will happen to the people gathered by you!? Wait for death!"
Fang Lang never wanted to see the scene full of corpses.
The fighting power of the barbarians is only these few bosses. If there is no boss command, the fate of the group of dragons without a leader can be known with their toes!
And Takasugi's attitude is almost like abandoning himself, giving up continuing to survive, and even giving up the responsibility of being a leader.
Fang Lang didn't want to hear such irresponsible words.
He didn't want to think that the barbarians who were going to work with him were a useless person who would give up when he was frustrated.
"Let go of your hand." Gao Shan was unmoved by Fang Lang's anger, but just pulled away his hand that firmly grasped his collar.
His expression lost all the surprise and emotion just now.
Fang Lang was stunned by this expression that seemed to have let go of everything, and also infected by the power of this expression, Fang Lang let go of his hand.
"That kind of person is gone."
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