Reincarnation Life to Toyotomi Hideyoshi Beginning with the Adversity of the Successor of Tai Chi (formerly known as: The Dream of Tai Chi - Reincarnation War to Toyotomi Hideyoshi Beginning with Adversity)

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The year the Battle of Sekigahara broke out...

Arioshi Yamada, twenty-two years old.

Toyosu Shimazu, 30 years old.

It was more than a decade ago.

Whatever their status or age, these two were always running around the wild mountains together at an early age.

The two youngsters were complacent that the appearance was too light to be cleaned up in a nutshell with "best friends," while still being like brothers, that blood was not the only connection, but that the "bond" common there was thicker than blood.

But the world of warring nations that relentlessly tear them apart like that is just ruthless itself.

That was when Toyotomi Hideyoshi's conquest of Kyushu was accomplished, Arimoto was taken hostage to Toyotomi Hideyoshi, leaving the Shimazu family.

And the night before Arizona left the castle.

The two sneaked out of the castle, on a small tall hill a short distance from the castle, fumbling into the final discourse.

There's nothing to talk about.

That deer horn was just huge, or when Yoshihiro taunted me and thundered me...

It was a public discourse without other love, so to speak.

But if you take it to them, it was like an expensive tea bowl glowing time.

Beautiful enough to entertain the beautiful boy and his surroundings, his rich face also feels mysterious when illuminated by the moon.

When he smiled like a little devil like that, he took out the liquor as a leopard.

"Oh, hey!? Where did you bring that from?!?

With amazing prosperity, Toyoku continues to put two cups in front of him.

"Well, don't tell me you're as tough as the last night."

When he laughed off, Toyoku poured a little wine into the cup and gave it to Arizona.

And when you get up on the spot,

"This is the cup my brother-in-law sends.

Even if we stay away, we have one heart!

For Shimazu's house!

And proclaimed it exalted.

"Oh... me, Toyoshi and my brother-in-law...?

Against Arizona, who suddenly can't swallow things,

"Don't you like me and my brother-in-law?

and the richness of asking with your mouth pointy.

Of course there's no reason to dislike it.

But he was afraid of prosperity and hesitated to send his brother-in-law's cup with the blood of his master.

The richness that smiles at such prosperity,

"I want to send you and your brother-in-law's cup. Tonight is our last chance to do that.

Now, if you don't like it, take that cup. "

and pushed the cup into Arizona's hand half forcefully.

That night, I dyed Arizona's cheeks red because of the first liquor I had ever had in my life, or because of the joy of sending her cup of abundance and brother-in-law.

Then there was more than a decade.

They had even lost the opportunity to face each other since then, but the bond had not been lost, and the two of us finally had the opportunity to drink with dignity this time in advance of this Sekigahara match.

Needless to say, the two of us talked for a long time.

He has a beautiful face, as is the shadow he was a beautiful boy, although he was already a rich man with thirty paths.

The last time that abundance spoke was about his "dreams".

That was arguably mediocre in that dawn, when Tahei Tenshita was fulfilled after this war, when he wanted to make a son and support the Shimazu family with Arizona.

But there was a prayer for peace, a desire to live happily, surrounded by loving families and sincerely trusting friends.

"Toyoku-sama will be absolutely fine. Make that dream come true."

Prosperity in abundance without thinking in particular. There's nothing dark about that look, a clear smile from the bottom of your heart wishing them happiness.

I smiled back at him for so long.

"Right! You're nearby, and dreams come true, not far away."

But wouldn't even a mediocre "dream" that can be taken for granted allow a world of brutal warring nations to come true...

Before them, the war situation has given them a test that can be described as relentlessly worst.

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Inui's Red Equipment is strong enough to contend for one or two of Tokugawa's legions.

Its strength was far beyond Yoshihiro Shimazu's imagination. The momentum of the bamboo shown at Sasako Mountain has been completely killed, and more time has come to stop the legs and become a riot.

But Yoshihiro's temper is becoming fuller and fuller, and his voice does not tire.

"It's called Tsujima, Yuen! I'll show you right here! Guys! Don't stop!!

The front of the abundance and the right of the prosperity carry the enemy with a long spear, while the left-hand brace keeps him exposed to artillery balls as he replaces the soldiers.

Shimazu's legions struggle to keep their enemies away while doing so, one by one going south.

The peach matching mountains have gradually grown larger.

At that foot there should be Tokugawa Jiayang's main unit.

Nature and Yoshihiro's mouth loosen.

"Bastards!! Don't lose! The Admiral is almost there!!

"I won't let you get any closer to my lord! Stop Shimazu's Country Samurai with Red Preparation Pride!!

Nor has the Iyi Army lost.

Repeat the assault without fear of long spears or artillery, frightening the Shimazu army.

But when it comes to war, Yoshihiro is the only one who can say he is unique.

In spite of the super aggressive formation, when you skilfully make a direct assault, where you tighten up, you move forward one step or two. Immediate administration Jiui was forced to retreat accordingly.

In Yoshihiro's eyes, the trees of Tao Matsuyama become apparent little by little.

I can keep pushing through the momentum.

Yes, Yoshihiro was convinced, it was then.

Oh, my God, suddenly the sound of an iron cannon exploded from my left hand.

At the same time, the left-handed soldiers fall in.

The formation collapsed and pushed in as if its gap was breathed back by the Immediate Jiui Army.

The approaching peach matching mountain is far away.

"What!? What the fuck!!?

Looks like Yoshihiro just ate the side of this too.

Immediately shifting his gaze to his left, he clearly caught sight of a different army from the Iyi squad storming him as he rolled up the earthen smoke, eyeing a young man in a bright helmet who was leading the way.

The young man's eyes are sharp, and he behaves vividly, and whoever sees them can tell at a glance which one.

And he gave him a name of high spirits.

"I am Shotokichi Matsuhei Shimono!! I joined my father-in-law! Shimazu Maintenance!! Ready!!"

Tadayoshi Matsuhei - the man who made him the fourth son of Jiayang Tokugawa and was known as a beautiful man with a remarkable amount of equipment at the son-in-law of Naotaku Iui.

"Guru..."

So much so that Yoshihiro neglected to turn his eyes to the left and right, the quarrel with Uiyi Naojun Army must have been so fierce.

Yoshihiro, dubbed "Tsujima" for this situation, was only groaning.

Even while he is doing so, he is subjected to the onslaught of troops of Jiui and Zhongji from the left, and one more person and one of his own soldiers disappear.

"In order to get laid... there's only one way to get laid here... at least that parent and child will take me on the road"

It was then that I consolidated such a grievous determination and tried to convey its will to all the armies.

My God, the march direction of the Shimazu army, which was headed toward Tao Matsuyama, sent it out to the right hand side without Yoshihiro's instructions.

That's not jizzy, like being pushed by Tadayoshi Matsuhei's army from his left hand, but completely rudded with "intent".

Yoshihiro, who felt quickly strange,

"Who!!? Aside from me, the general, the one who commands the army on his own!!?

And he's raising his anger out loud.

Voices echoed from the front line as they answered that voice.

"My lord is a must for the Shimazu family!! Don't let my lord die!! We're retreating!

Yet another voice that responds to it.

"Everyone!! We can't cut this place down!! Defend your lord at all costs!! That's the Shimazu family owner, Yoshiku Shimazu... No! It is the will of Shimazu Zhongheng!!

Two young voices that also echo in Yoshihiro's ears.

It comes to my mind easily even if I can't see who it is, what it looks like, etc.

I raised my voice first, Hiroyuki Shimazu. Later I raised my voice to Arizona Yamada...

Tears also surfaced naturally in the eyes of Yoshihiro, who was called a ghost by his health, as the two young men were desperately trying to move the army to protect their old bone selves.

But here I fled in front of my enemies because of my feelings for the two of them, a problem related to my sales voucher.

Souma Yoshihiro,

"Yikes! What Young Builders Do!! If you leave here, Shimazu's name is broken!

and yet tries to pass his will with a provocative voice as if he were fighting.

But even if the other person is a "ghost," the two young people don't retreat at all.

"Even if your name is broken on this occasion, you will always have a chance to salvage it if you return alive!

"Young Zhongheng needs the help of his father, Yoshihiro! For the Shimazu family! For the people of Kyushu! Even if you can wear stigma, you should retreat here!

Instead of "now," Yoshihiro was drank to think about the "future," and was told to think about the house and the people, not about himself. The voice pierced his heart like a sharp spear.

I was remembered when I was scolding the two of them who were really young boys from a very young age, and to that voice that grew up fine, something in the battlefield, but to my chest, creeps up.

Yoshihiro had already been unable to contain his whimpering.

Mindless…

Defeat...

Escape...

Humiliation...

Various "negative" words were turning black clouds to cover his head, but two young words that only contemplate finding light, even in desperate situations, pay off such clouds.

The future…

Recover…

Hope...

Peace...

The sincere persuasion of the two young men caused the light to plug into Yoshihiro's heart.

Sansei's "sincerity", thus distorting the historical truth, is shaken back to the historical truth again by the "sincerity" of the two young men.

I am no longer lost in Yoshihiro Shimazu. But even if it is understandable with his head, his pride as a samurai is hard to get what he wants. He told the whole army with a trembling voice in humiliation.

"All armies... our armies will begin to withdraw... everyone... definitely live!!

But it must be made clear here that even if Yoshihiro sacrificed that pride, he did not decide to withdraw because of his desire to survive that he did not want to die.

That's what I thought, too sparing this young force that greatly moved Yoshihiro Shimazu's heart, who I recognize as a "stubborn human being", to be the hua of the battlefield with myself.

But to one of them, I wouldn't have passed on his such sorrowful thoughts, even if they were put in his mouth...

At the same time that Yoshihiro had decided to withdraw, the man had decided to be prepared.

It's...

I give up my life to let Yoshihiro escape...

Such sadness was a strong readiness.