Nobunaga's Bastard

When I rushed into the foothills of Usa Mountain Castle, there was already a soldier on the hem of the mountain who lit a burning fire and raised a flag. At the beginning, there was the appearance of the former chief constable, and all of us who did our best were taken to the castle so that we could lift them up.

Even though I was unable to move due to fatigue, I was not seriously injured, and I waited for my allies to follow me as I saw the castle pillar. Until the end, the Aotearoa Mao Tsuna did not return. The troops were almost destroyed, and the few remaining soldiers were temporarily taken over by the forest forces.

"It's not up to me."

Lord Kasei Mori, who was bleeding a lot and was losing his mind, woke up and said so every word. Less than a thousand were able to return to the castle. Some escaped, but many were taken. It was also informed by the enemy Seiju that the Aotearoa Temple had been taken over.

"Only a certain one survived congratulations, and so did Master Kyuro"

Uncle, I don't know yet.

Uncle Shinji received an arrow around his clavicle and was flanked with a spear. I'm unconscious and breathing shallow. But still not dead.

"Even if you survive, you can't have a certain or Kowloon in command. Commander of Cage Castle, the knife."

"I've already left that up to my lords. Even with more bows, the ship just climbs the mountain, and the nominal Admiral has taken over, but we leave all the instructions for the battle to you."

Answering, Lord Kosei repeated his rough breath, sneering weakly and laughing.

"My friend's egg is the egg of a famous general. Until the minute you can't see the earliest growth."

"Even if you don't tell me, I'll let you fly high. Therefore, no matter what happens, you must not die in such a place."

I held my hand hard. Lord Kasei shook his hand back slightly, but surely, and answered with a small acceptance.

"My lord."

When I left Lord Kecheng's room, Jinglian was there. Otherwise there is the ancient left, which is the middle man.

"I'm fine. I'm not hurt. I applied medicine to the shallow hands. Let's be on the line tomorrow and have a good look."

"Not so"

"Uncle Kowloon? I'll see you now."

I'm talking about Lord Nagato.

"... you don't have to tell the injured person anything unnecessary"

The Long Rule is dead. I had expected it from not coming back long after sunset, but a messenger came from the Asai family earlier. It was Lord Isono Chang who sent out the messenger. The brave warrior of the Furuda family will return it to you after the late battle, which is kept by a certain person. and gave an honorable legend, like a chunk of honesty.

"In response to the work of the Long Rule, I promise Oozhong an increase of three hundred pieces after returning. Kabai Matsushita gives two thousand and five hundred pieces, including his equity."

When I told him to write it down, Ancient Left just wrote it down. I'll write the official sentence later. They both praised the good fight in this battle, promised rewards and thanked each other.

"So, what about Uncle Kowloon?

"... until morning."

I closed my eyes and bit my lips. Following Uncle Shinxing, both of the Oda family Ichimen continued to stand.

"I'm coming to see you."

I don't want to see you die, but at least someone in the clan has to hear the final words.

Uncle Nobuji's room was easy to understand. Because if we got close, we could hear a groan like a tiger roaring all the way down the hall.

"Uncle."

"You're here, Kirinko!

When I entered the room, there was Uncle Shinji, who looked like a demon. Even I, who know it's Uncle Shinji, take a step back. I don't think he's dying, he even feels tempered.

"Listen, I can't do this anymore."

I couldn't say such a weak thing. A man who is not as weak as Hair accepts his death as a fact. The floor is painted with blood, and there are literal traces of blood reflexes from my uncle's mouth.

"To die is to be angry, but more angry than that is that it was the monks and soldiers of the Temple that decided this belly. I hear Hikochiro was hit by a gatekeeper at the main temple. Makoto doesn't like Oda."

"The Buddha punishment did not cause thunder to fall and die. We are hostile to fools who use the teachings of Buddhism for their own personal gain."

"Ranari! Well said, fox boy!

Uncle Shinji groaned and coughed up after that, spitting a chunk of blood.

"Son of a bitch... I, I am. I decided to curse them. Dead and sneaky. I will burn all the mountains of that boy."

He crawled on the ground and said noble things about Uncle Shinji, who didn't even make it to the earliest stage.

"You don't think I can do that? You think I'm a wooden warrior who can't even die and be a curse?

"No, I don't think so"

I manage to stop and answer my legs that are going to escape the horror. If this man is a wooden man, there is no such thing as a non-wooden warrior in the world.

"Then it's because of the error! The scratches that were done to both the shitheads don't kill you if you die!

Uncle Shinji, who said so, let go of his jacket, which he no longer knew whether he was already wearing or taking off, and unwrapped the bandage. The abdominal wounds are not blocked, and the blood is still flowing loose.

"I started using the Daiichi knife you gave me, but I didn't know it would be my body. It's a souvenir of a sincere underworld!

The blood running eyes are the earliest red and black, and the blood spilling dyes Zhu the body on Uncle Shinji. Still, Uncle Shinji said cursing words highly.

"What is Big Buddhism and what is a Protective Nation! Aren't you the ones who will burn Jinglo and lose your country! As long as the Bee Mountain Extended Calendar Temple is at the gates, Kyou will not fit in. My brother Nobunaga Saburo! My Oda clan! I will always punish you on behalf of the Buddha! Watch it now!

Shortly after I ran out of words, Uncle Shinji's arm moved. Without a scratch, he stabs a knife over a wound hit by a monk. The momentum was excessive and the cutouts were sticking out on the back side.

"Yi-yi, cut flavor then..."

With that said, Zukuzuku and move the sword to the side. That is the last word Uncle Shinji said. He looked at me standing in the front and raised his jaw. I was told to do it.

What is a knife suitable for decapitation? Of course, the sharpness has never crossed the line, but what is required is the length of the body. Birds, fish, cows, pigs, when cutting meat, let the blade slide. Naturally, there is a bone in the neck, and it is the beheading that is accomplished with only a single knife, cutting the meat and turning it down, and then cutting the meat again. Slip from the edge of the knife to the tip and press firmly to give strength while slipping. Extra difficult moves are required than poking enemies on the battlefield.

"Forgive me!"

Step out loud on your right leg and don next to your body on Uncle Shinji. Hit the forehead by pressing it around Uncle Nobuji's throat, sliding the knife and pushing it in as he strongly shakes his right arm.

I barely felt it in my hand. But before I could deliver the sword I shook off, I had a gobble in my arm and my uncle Shinji's head rolling down.

"Uncle... Uncle"

I squeal like a rumor, holding my head. Uncle Nobuji's face was laughing. Well done. But as if to say.

"Uncle, uncle, I... uncle"

Over and over again, I repeated it with my uncle. I didn't think it was dirty or anything. Ning Ro, I was even glad to have been deposited with the honor of holding the head of Uncle Shinji.

From the next day on, we fought three days of Cage Castle. The letter delivered in the early morning of the following morning contained a request to surrender and open the castle. I scolded the messenger that Misty Rain Artillery and Daikon knife could be used to attack the castle, and made him very angry before returning it. By noon, the total attack had begun, and we had dropped pre-prepared round-tails, stones, and so on, greatly agonizing the way we attacked.

On the second day, we got a report that the enemy was about to pass the road north of Usa Yamashiro. The road to the north is the mountain road leading to Kyoto, a narrow road that passes through the middle of Mount Takashi and Mount Capital. If you go straight out to Kyoto, you will be in a position called the North White River, so it is used to forcibly force troops from Otsu without passing around Yamako. There is also some flatlands on the west side of Usa Mountain Castle, and if they take this place away, Usa Mountain Castle will be attacked from the east and west. But enemies traveling narrowly are only ambushed.

Uncle Shinji's death had solidified my determination to retaliate. I chose one hundred and fifty soldiers and led my own ambush squad. At the earliest, no one tried to stop me from going directly to the battlefield, and instead, Jinglian and Gu Left stopped trying to leave me more than ever.

On the third day, after more than a dozen unexpected battles, he was taken to the west side of the castle, and later decided to be prepared to crush the castle soldiers with Honmaru on their pillows.

"The enemy will pull!

Castle soldiers boil down to reports of objects. Having already decided to be ready to die myself, I felt relieved and even somewhere short of it.

"Pursue. Who's coming with you?

When I said it, the people who seemed to have decided to be ready for the earliest lifeless, just like me, gave it an ambition. Let me show you one last time.

"Stop it."

What stopped it was a man who served as a general in the battle of Sakamoto, wandering the border between life and death for three days and regaining consciousness this morning.

"The chase is important, but now it's pointless. Reduce the number of dead on your side by one for this period. There are many people in the castle who need treatment. Carry your allies faster than you can chase them and kill them."

The Lord Kasei Mori, who could not walk alone and stood up gradually while being supported, was still resolute.

"The fact that the enemy pulls depends on the coming of the temple shortly. I know you don't have to do this right now."

I was also pushed by the words of the self-explanatory Lord Kosei, and I could see that those who had been breathing without pursuing before lost their fever. Is this what you mean when you say that Xing will be shredded? I sighed and said I understood.

"If you are in command, the Admiral is not an awkward man. Don't hesitate."

Thus, the battle of Cage Castle ended, and two minutes later, my father came with forty thousand soldiers. Asai Asakura fled to Mount Bee instead of retreating to the realm, after which the two armies would stare at each other in opposition.

"You changed the color of your eyes."

He counted the war dead on his side and was summoned by his father after some processing. It was the third day surrounding Mount Bee.

"I don't know myself."

"Changed. A man has that time twice. Once, when I first held a woman, and again, when I killed a man."

Really? And a terrible dark laugh leaked. I should have bowed my head to fear, but I didn't feel that way.

"For me, that's what happened when you killed Kanjiro. I was hostile, but I didn't hate it. But for his own sake, he was an enemy that he absolutely had to kill to live. That's why I killed him."

Kanjiro Nobuko. A child born of the same mother as my father and uncle. I played a housekeeper fight with my father and one of them had to die as a result. My father won, and my trusted uncle died. I think it's a hard story. But I didn't think the situation was the same as the one I put it in. The first one I killed was a stranger. The last one I slashed was my uncle's neck.

"I thank you for Kyuro."

"Hate is the Temple of the Long Calendar, I told you I would curse you"

As included, my father laughed. It wasn't my favorite way to laugh.

"You look like the Oda family. Hikochiro also said that he would have been killed once and for all. As long as it kills me, I will die myself. I can't do this."

"Father must live more than anyone."

Right. And my father laughed again.

"It's a song from all sides."

Nodded. Everywhere is struggling. Yamato's Bullet Masayasu Shaopi remains pushed by Shunqing Kumano Miyama's patronage, and the Awa Sanho family does not collapse so easily as long as there is a Shinohara Nagaya. Asai was led to hide by His Royal Highness Changzheng, who took the lead. He says he was born between his previous wife, Dingwu Hirai, and his daughter, Wanfumaru, but he wants this to be mended and named Hui Zheng. Instead of the Lord, the previous generations of Kuzheng lead the army and support Asai. I don't know if there is a gap that goes in somewhere, but so far the tie is much stiffer than Asakura, Sanho, etc. Neither of us know if the city sister is safe, nor if the chancellor who was kept in hiding is safe.

"Even Ozhang killed a man"

When my father said that, for the first time, I realized things were different from my usual father. My father hates alcohol and rarely drinks. The father is drinking clear wine now. Not a lot of alcohol, but to lick it slowly.

"Uncle Hikochiro, is this about you?

I felt different somehow, but I heard. My father looked up at the mountain and told me to whine.

Yoshino.

I heard the word as it echoed in my belly with Zun. Yoshino? Dead?

"You haven't been feeling well for a long time. I may have been taking care of a new side room or concubine because of that. At the end of the day, a letter came from him, and soon afterwards, he took his breath away."

I couldn't say anything, and when I shut up, my father looked at me and bowed his head deeply.

"Without you mothers and children, Yoshino would have died sooner. Thank you."

Father.

I don't know what to say. I was gonna get used to the situation. Nevertheless, I had no idea what to say. My father, with his face up, seemed to have already sorted out his feelings, and he laughed when he saw my face that was wolfy.

"People die. I can't help it."

It was a caged word of reality. Unlike me, my father must have come through several familiar human deaths.

"Reconcile"

"Reconciliation?"

I shut up for a while and then spoke out like my father would shake something off. I tilt my neck to hear words I hadn't thought about roughly.

"If you take Oda's side, I will contact Yeonji again to return the temple territory. The Kinda Gatekeeper has been contacted and has been rushed to respond. But that's not going to work either. When that happens, we reconcile."

"Where and with whom?

"It's all three good people, the Yuenkanji Temple, the Ishiyama Honganji Temple, the Nagashima Traditional Sect, Asai, Asakura, Yoshihito Hexagon, Miscellaneous People, Shunqing Tsui."

"Stupid!

I got up unexpectedly and rode myself out. My body is trembling. That can't happen.

"If you're around Asai Asakura or Shunqing Tsui, why do you always have to reconnect with Sojo and Yonji Temple?!? Aren't they your uncle's uppermost enemies?

"Right."

"If you're going to pull it off now, why didn't the Oda family allow the kid to be arbitrary and focus on subjugating this!? Wouldn't it have been nice to shake their tails from the beginning if we were to be more harmonious now?!?

"Right."

My father did not argue. Enemy, the most powerful is not the Otani, but the Ishiyama Honganji Temple and the traditional sect. Since appearance does not see the public as the enemy, if the public enters into mediation, a Wah will be reached. If the appearance nodded, the anti-Oda coalition would not try to fight individually either. Therefore, it is necessary first of all to reconcile with the Hondo Temple Mahatma. Such a well-reasoned word could probably also have been said.

"Two clans were killed, and the Lord Mori, the chief minister, was not allowed to walk the earliest, and one of them... killed the long rule, and still have to make a Japanese-style settlement...!?

"Yes."

My father stood up and grabbed my shoulder. The power in his hand was strong, and he just crushed my shoulder.

"He killed two cute little brothers, and his best friend started dragging his legs off his whole life. Still, we have to reconcile here. Even if Mitsuzo died in Uzayama Castle and your leader was listed in the enemy army, I would still have to reconcile in the end. You can't win. Keep your head down and take off this tiger's mouth if you can do something about it."

Tears spilled and fell off my knees. It was my first experience crying over remorse and squatting.

"Did you lose"

"Yes, we lost."

He asked me crying, and my father said to me, resolutely.

Two months after this, my father reconciled himself with the anti-Oda forces and pulled up his soldiers. The one thing my father said in his life table...

"Lord Asakura will carry the heavens. I'll never want it again."

was.