In the seventeenth year of astronomy, in October 1548, in the autumn, Takarajo Castle of the Luo family in Mii County, Chikugo Province, Kyushu.

At this time, a large torch was lit in the courtyard of Takara. The eastern sky was still dark, but there was a faint line between the sky and the earth.

The torches had been changed several times, and they were still burning violently. The retainers of the Luo family sat in the firelight, their shadows swaying on the walls, and a solemn atmosphere was exuded everywhere.

Everyone here knew that this big battle would decide the life and death of the Luo family. Once defeated, the Luo family will be completely at a disadvantage, and they will inevitably lose a large amount of territory, and all their previous efforts will be in vain. Although everyone was solemn at this time, their hearts were like burning torches, and a raging fire was blazing. If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence. This is a true reflection of the atmosphere in the courtyard.

And Masato was sitting in the middle of the crowd at this time. At this time, he was wearing a golden sword-shaped helmet from Nanban, and a Shujiang brocade armor with a white battle uniform inside. There are two katanas stuck in his waist, one is Yoshioka Ichimon, who has followed Masarashi since the rise of the Luo family, and the other is an alliance gift from the Shimazu family. This demon knife is a ghost cut, the blade is two feet seven inches long, and it is said that because it has killed ghosts, it has a certain demonic aura and will hurt the owner of the knife itself. It's just that Zhengliang is desperate this time, so it doesn't matter whether this hinders the main flight or not.

"Bring everybody in." Masara commanded. His face was expressionless at this time, and under his helmet, his shiny forehead reflected the light of fire. It adds a bit of majesty to his fully armed body.

A few cloaked guards guarding the gate of the courtyard came in. Behind him were several diminutive figures.

"Lord!" Don't wait for Zhengliang to speak. Several people behind the cloaked people immediately bowed to the ground and shouted loudly.

The few people who worship on the ground are Naoshige Nabeshima and Masanobu Honda next to Masashio. They had just mixed in with the military formation that was about to go out, but they were discovered by the soldiers in charge of punishment, and they were almost mistaken for the enemy's infiltration, if it weren't for the fact that the first standing ashigaru army commander Fu Luo Masahide happened to pass by there and rescue these guys, otherwise they were destined to be escorted to a cell in Takara Castle for a few days. Looking at the embarrassed appearance of several people crawling with sweat stains on their foreheads because of the hot weather, Zhengliang shook his head a little speechlessly.

"They'll be handed over to you." Masara finally whispered. Dongxing Pingji on his side nodded immediately. As usual, this time he was in charge of staying in Takara Castle to preside over the rear. With this order of Masayo, it was finally decided that Nabeshima and the others would not be able to participate in tonight's action.

"Lord! It's unfair! "I don't see the opportunity to participate in front-line operations. Naoshige Nabeshima, the most slippery of the slightest, immediately shouted loudly. It's a bit of a nondescript image, reminiscent of the scoundrels who wander around because they have nothing to do and are caught by the Roche's country boy patrol team and punished as a member of the road construction brigade.

Seeing Nabeshima Naoshige behaving like this, Masarashi immediately frowned. Political conscience said that because he often mixed with Ueda Shinji, Nabeshima Naoshige learned a lot of "bad habits" from Ueda Shinji. And vaguely, Masahiro seems to see the shadow of Kamaeda Keiji, who will be quite famous in history in the future, from these two people. It's just that Masashi doesn't want Nabeshima Naoshige, the one in history in the future, to become another Keiji Maeda. Thinking of this, Zhengliang immediately said:

"Humph! How is it unfair? If you don't know why, you will clean the thatched houses in Takara Castle in the next month. ”

"My lord, our archery skills are worse than those peasants who are about to enter the war?" Naoshima Naoshima, who obviously knew that Masashi was deliberately scaring him, immediately asked without fear. As soon as this remark came out. The surrounding generals secretly sweated for Naoshige Nabeshima. Due to the majesty that has been formed for a long time, no general in the Luo family has ever dared to speak directly to the family governor Zhengliang in such a tone.

"Humph!" Zhengliang snorted coldly when he heard this. He acquiesced in the fact that these little surnames had been trained over the years. The fact that Wu Yong is indeed better than the average peasant soldier.

Seeing that Masashi did not explicitly deny his words, Nabeshima Naoshige's eyes immediately rolled and continued to ask: "Lord, our riding skills are worse than those peasant soldiers?" ”

Nabeshima's meaning is obvious, that is, he is protesting with Masayo, protesting that those peasant soldiers who seem to be inferior to them in combat can go to the battlefield, why can't a few of them. Of course, Masarashi knew what Naoshima meant, but he was so angry that he sneered.

This guy actually compares those peasant soldiers who were temporarily recruited and only served as reserve soldiers, but does not compare those standing ashigaru and samurai, and deliberately does not compare with those peasant soldiers in direct combat, so clever really makes Masarashi angry. You must know that these guys are only about ten years old, and they are not as good as adults in terms of stature and strength, even if they are the "No. 1 Fierce General of the Warring States" in the future, Honda Tadatsu, is only at the age of twelve, aren't they going to die? So Masayo was angry, and his face became worse and worse.

Seeing that the face of the lord Zhengliang was becoming more and more cloudy, Togo Heiji, Yamamoto Kansuke and others next to him turned their heads one after another, because they knew that these little guys were going to suffer next, so they couldn't bear it.

"Remember, on the battlefield, you need great strategy, not cleverness" Masarashi glanced at Naoshige Nabeshima fiercely, and then said: "Don't say anything more, when you go back, you will copy all the "Art of War" ten times for me." Those who have not completed the transcription are not allowed to eat. At this time, "The Art of War" has been transmitted from the Ming Kingdom to the Wa Kingdom, and it has been favored by a lot in some wealthy families. Of course, the vast majority of wealthy families use it as a decoration to show off their family heritage.

Seeing that the last effort also ended in failure, and was punished by being punished for copying books, several people led by Nabeshima Naoshige were depressed.

Masarashi ignored these guys who came to make trouble before the war, waved his hand and motioned for a few groups of wind people to take a few people down, and immediately turned his head to Dongxiang Heiji and asked, "When is it?" ”

Togo Heiji looked at the sky and said, "It's going to be four o'clock soon." ”

Hearing this, Zhengliang nodded, and immediately said, "Fetch the wine." ”

Four quarters is close to dawn, and this is the best time to set out, otherwise the early morning fog will appear later. This is not conducive to the march of the great army.

Ahri and the other attendants, who received the order, immediately served wine and Katsuri.

Zhengliang picked up Sutao's wine glass, took a sip, and then gave it to everyone. All the retainers didn't speak, but they didn't have a sense of tragedy, and they were so troubled by Nabeshima Naoshige's surname, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.

"Let's do it." Kinoshita Masanao handed the cup to Isono Yamasato beside him, and although he didn't speak, the raging fire in his eyes clearly expressed this meaning.

"Good!" Isono Yuanchang was also wearing a brand new armor at this time, and he smiled. Although the word "good" also came from the heart, the heroic smile clearly responded to Kinoshita's words.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss......" Masayo's beloved horse "Baili Hei", who was tied to a dry cherry tree trunk outside the yard, seemed to feel the atmosphere in the yard, and immediately kicked the iron hoof, kicked up a cloud of dust, and hissed loudly.

If you want to say who is in the most depressed mood in Takarashi Castle tonight, it is not Nabeshima Naoshige and others, but Baili Hei. Since he was not lightly injured in the battle where Masara was ambushed, it was a pity that Baili Hei could not participate in tonight's operation, so he was very angry. Tonight alone, five squires and seven horses have been attacked by it. In the end, in order to appease Baili Hei's anger, Masara had to go out in person and tie it to the gate of the courtyard of the council hall closest to him. Although Baili Hei could not participate in the big battle tonight, he was able to see the Luo family's army here for the first time, and even looked at the battlefield in the east by virtue of the height of the terrain.

Soon, the cup was passed back into Masayo's hands.

"Are you all ready?" Masara stood up and slammed the Sutao wine glass to pieces.

"Oh! - Oh! - Oh! - "The crowd raised their broadswords and shouted in unison.

(Author's note: This time I came back and updated directly to the end of the book.) (To be continued......)