Chapter Eighty-Three: Conspiracy

Everything that should be said is clean, it is not early, and after dinner, Yiyin motioned for everyone to go back to the house to rest.

Although Yiyin has been marginalized in this game, it still needs to be on the battlefield, and it is necessary to prepare for the war with enough spirit.

Just as he was about to rest, the voice of interest came from outside the house.

"Lord, is it inconvenient for you?"

"Come in."

Yiyin wondered why the benefits came at this time, and what should have been said before.

The interest entered the house, and his expression was twisted. She is a little lost these days, and she used to get along with Yiyin in Beijing day and night, although she encountered big and small troubles. But it was a lonely man and a widow, and for her careful thinking, she couldn't help but be happy.

But since he hit Kyoto, there are a few more Ji samurai with him, and he doesn't dare to show his previous intimacy anymore, lest he mess up the dignity and humility of the upper and lower levels, and make Yoshiin looked down upon by other samurai.

Yiyin is rough, where do you understand this, but even if you know, you will scoff at it.

This Sibo family has been defeated like this, what else is there to be looked down upon, love to look at it or not.

It's rare to have such a righteous and rational Ji samurai as Maeda's interests, so what's wrong with being intimate? Even if it is to sleep with her, Lao Tzu is willing.

"I haven't talked to the Lord alone for a few days, and today I see that the Lord is in a bad mood, thinking about whether I need to solve my interests."

Maeda said embarrassedly, knocking on the man's door in the middle of the night, it wasn't the work of the good Ji samurai.

"That's it, it's actually okay, I tossed you a lot. If this battle doesn't go well, our way back to Owari won't be easy. ”

Yiyin didn't think much about it, but felt that he couldn't help it. Offended the Rokkaku family, the road back to Owari from Kyoto is broken, do you really want to go to Sakai Port to take a boat and go around a big circle back to Owari?

Yiyin thinks about it carefully, and it's hard to say. In troubled times, there are dangers everywhere when you go out. The sea route is not very smooth, and the pirates are not as good as the Hexagonal family.

"Not really. As long as you can accompany the Lord, even if you can't go back to Owari for the rest of your life, you will have no regrets about your interests. ”

The benefits were said in a hurry, and Yiyin smiled dumbly.

"What a stupid thing to say, your mother is still in the Owari family, we must go back safely."

"Yes, yes."

I don't know what to say, and I always feel a little flustered when I'm alone in the room with the Lord late at night. I didn't go to Beijing before.,I don't know if it's because Ji Samurai has been coming and going too much recently.,There's a sense of crisis.,I'm no longer the only one.。

Thinking about my mother's nonsense before leaving. Should I work hard to return the Zhixing given by the Sibo family in another way, and I couldn't help but have a fever on my face.

"Interests, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that she was silent, Yiyin also felt that the room was so quiet that it was embarrassing, and couldn't help but speak.

"No, I just feel that the Lord is unhappy and can tell me, I will, I will explain it for the Lord."

The benefits are so good that Yiyin can't figure it out. Looking at the beautiful face that was flushed with profits, he reacted violently to that.

Is it in your interest? Last time, I slept with the appearance of heavy pressure and irresistibility, could it be that this Nizi is used to it, and she came to ask for it?

Look at your youthful and beautiful, pure and upright Maeda interests, how did you become this kind of person!

Thinking about it, Yiyin felt a trace of lust in his heart. Well, there's always pressure. This way to decompress is not bad.

"And how are you going to free me?"

Yiyin looked at the interest slightly provocatively. Instead, he looked back at him with a bewildered face.

In my heart, although I know that the Lord has been slept with several times, I still feel that the Lord is a chaste man in my heart. It's just that the world is impermanent and encounters ups and downs.

Good boy, as long as the heart is clean, it is clean. At the end of the day, Yiyin played too well.

"Explain. . . I can accompany the Lord to hunt in the mountains, accompany the Lord to practice martial arts, and. ”

"Stop, stop."

Yiyin has a black line, and I think too much about it for a long time. Looking at the small appearance of pure and ignorant interests, I can't wait to show her goldfish.

Thinking about it, it's still deflated. That's fine, your own personality matters.

Hold back, don't be angry.

"We'll talk about it again after that. This Omi is not restless, you should stay in the house honestly. ”

"Oh."

At this moment, there was movement outside the door again.

"Lord, wise Mitsuhide begs to see you."

"Come in."

Akechi Mitsuhide entered the house, and when he saw Maeda's interests that were slightly nervous as if he had been caught, the corners of his mouth brought out a hint of banter.

Pretending not to care, he nodded at the benefit, knelt down and bowed to Yiyin.

"The Lord is well."

"Well, why are you here too?"

"I have some ideas, I want to talk to the Lord."

Yiyin's attitude became serious.

Akechi Mitsuhide is different from Maeda Interests and Otani Yoshitsugu. The latter two women are high-powered Ji samurai, good at charging on the battlefield, but wise but resourceful types.

Yiyin has an average brain, but with some insights from later generations, it is different. Speaking of IQ, it was crushed by Ji Wushi, who was good at playing yin, and he didn't know how to die.

It's rare to accept the wise Mitsuhide, who has a brain, of course, I hope to get some ways to get through this difficulty.

"What do you think, tell me. Doesn't that sound like a hindrance? ”

"No problem."

Akechi Mitsuhide knew that Yoshiba's most trusted was Maeda's interests, and that he, a latecomer, had not yet been fully trusted. It's good to have her present, let's take a look at it together.

"Now that the mobilization of Rokkaku and Asai has been launched, this war will break out in less than ten days."

Yiyin nodded in agreement.

This battle was no worse than Oda Nobunaga's rebellion.

That time was during the winter ploughing, and both sides could not pull out the peasant soldiers, and the battle was a rapid attack. In addition to the peasant soldiers of the Maeda family, only Ashigaru and the Hime samurai participated in the battle, and the total army was no more than 2,000.

This time it's much larger. Shimoowari is only 270,000 koku, and Omi stone is 770,000 koku, and the Biwako economic circle is thriving. It is also the slack after spring ploughing, and the peasants and soldiers can participate in the war.

The weak Asai family alone can mobilize more than 200,000 stones, and each 10,000 stones can form a reserve.

A reserve of about fifty samurai, 200 ashigaru, and 300 to 500 peasant soldiers.

Among them, the Ji warrior is rewarded by the public, naturally armed properly, and has the strongest combat effectiveness, serving as elite horses, iron artillery, bows and arrows and grassroots commanders.

Ashigaru is usually raised by the samurai, and at this time he forms a gun formation to fight, and has a certain combat effectiveness.

The peasant soldiers, on the other hand, provided their own rations and were recruited from the peasants of the villages. He usually farms, and makes homemade bamboo guns and bamboo armor in his spare time.

The combat effectiveness of the peasants and soldiers was low, and there was no supervising team in the rear, so they were almost defeated in a battle. Generally, it is the role of transporting grain and grass and guarding the axle load. Of course, there is also the tragic possibility of being pulled into the battlefield as a drain on the opponent's strength.

Most of the samurai had limited financial and material resources, and they could not fight too far, and the days before and after large-scale battles rarely exceeded fifteen days, because of the restrictions of peasants and soldiers.

Peasants and soldiers generally prepare their own dry food for five days, wheat that can be cooked in ten days, and food will run out after fifteen days, and the farming season must be estimated.

If the martial arts were unwilling to provide these two-legged animals with food, no matter how ruthless the knife was, they would not be able to stop the starving ghosts from escaping in all directions.

Therefore, it is really not interesting for the poor to fight, especially the poor warriors of these feudal societies, who are nothing more than rookies pecking each other.

It's not like country M in a certain world that likes to stone people to death with money, and the poor war is so boring and cruel.

It is no wonder that Ashikaga Yoshimitsu pulled out 3,000 elite horses, so the world was peaceful. If you have money and food, you are the big guy, and they all rush to kneel down and hand tea to the big guy.