Wine is a good thing, but now is a time of war after all.

Whether it was Matsudaira Jinghu or the samurai in the city, after drinking some wine and celebrating for a while, they dispersed.

The samurai of the north quickly lay down and rested.

The elite soldiers in charge of defense stood guard and patrolled the castle in high spirits. Their morale was high and their momentum was skyrocketing.

Next. Morning.

Matsudaira Keitora was woken up. On weekdays, he wouldn't wake up so late, but he had accumulated a lot of fatigue from marching and fighting last night, and he overslept today.

Matsudaira Jinghu sat on the bed, his expression still a little dazed. The little surname who woke him up knelt down on one knee and said, "My lord." Iga ninja came to report. The Han army camp was dismantled one after another, and the brigade of men and horses, along the road, went to the east. ”

Matsudaira Keihoku immediately came to his senses and lifted the futon and stood up. said to the little surname in a deep voice: "Change my clothes for me." ”

"Yes."

The little ones answered and immediately took action. Soon after, Matsudaira Keitora put on a blue haori, equipped with a katana and Wakisa, and led a group of samurai to the top floor of the castle tower to watch the situation of the Han army.

Matsudaira Jinghu and the samurai watched the Han army march eastward in an orderly manner, and their faces were very solemn.

Matsudaira Jinghu said: "Last night's operation was actually very dangerous. If I hadn't defeated Maeda Tadamichi, I wouldn't have been able to return to Osaka Castle. ”

"If I can't come back, Osaka Castle will fall."

"But I did it anyway. I need a win to boost my morale. Meantime. I want to attract Wu Nian's hatred, make him lose his mind, and hoard troops in Osaka Castle. Engage me in a fight to the death. ”

"With the strong walls of Osaka Castle and the elite samurai of the north, the strength of the Han army was consumed. When the consumption is almost over, the general will have a chance. ”

"I can't think of it. Wu Nian still chose to bypass and continue to move eastward. Although we are safe, the general's side is in trouble. ”

The samurai all nodded.

After a while, a samurai said, "Osaka Castle and Edo Castle are at each other's throats. Although we did not attract Wu Nian to attack, we were firmly nailed to the rear of Wu Nian. ”

"Send the Iga ninja out to find out the grain transportation route of Wu Nian. We have raided their food routes. ”

Everyone was excited when they heard this.

Yes. Another function of Osaka Castle is to harass the grain road in the rear.

"Hmm." Matsudaira Jinghu snorted, and then arranged for all the Iga ninjas to be dispatched to inquire about the Han army's grain transportation route.

200,000 people, plus the war horses, horses and other livestock in the army, consumed grain and grass every day, which is an astronomical amount.

According to the normal situation, when the army sets out, it will bring some grain and grass. Follow-up military rations will be transferred according to the situation.

Fusang is mountainous, and it is very difficult to transport food.

Matsudaira Keitora is like a turtle, cowering in Osaka Castle, waiting for the right moment to strike a fatal blow.

Thirty-eight days later.

Morning.

It's the middle of winter, and it's very cold.

Osaka Castle, inside the castle tower. Dressed in winter clothes, Matsudaira Keiho knelt on the main throne with a charcoal stove beside him. The charcoal inside the furnace burns red and emits heat to the outside.

Matsudaira Jinghu lowered his head, looked at the map in front of him, held a folding fan in his right hand, and unconsciously tapped the map.

According to the message of Iga Ninja. At present, the 200,000 troops of Wu Nian are confronting the Toyotomi army in the central countries.

The two sides have been fighting for months, and they have won and lost each other.

The Han army was very capable of field warfare, but the Toyotomi army relied on a strong castle and did not fall behind.

But over time, this confrontation would develop in favor of the Han army. The national strength of the Han Kingdom is too strong, and if you fight logistics, you can crush the Toyotomi family.

Unless there is a problem with the external environment of the Han Kingdom, such as the Mongolian Yuan, the Chu State, and the Slavic State.

It's just that there is no news yet. Mengyuan Huanglong was defeated and was still recuperating. The Slavic whip is beyond his reach, and the bear of Chu has no self, just a turtle with a shrunken head.

The key is the location of Osaka Castle.

Harassment.

That's when it happened. A young man with a small surname lifted his pants and quickly walked in from outside, knelt down on one knee and reported: "My lord." Iga ninja came to report. They spotted a team of about five thousand people, walking on a remote road. There are a large number of baggage trucks. The banner is [Zhang]. ”

"I'm here." The more than a dozen samurai kneeling on the left and right sides were all in high spirits and showing joy.

Matsudaira Jinghu's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Where is it?" ”

"I'm sorry." Xiao Xiao bowed his head and apologized, then came to Matsudaira Jinghu, pointed to a point on the map, and said, "The Han army is here at present." ”

"Hmm." Matsudaira Jinghu snorted, his eyes fell on the map, and he fell into deep thought.

That same evening. Matsudaira Jinghu asked 5,000 elite soldiers to guard the castle, and led the samurai from the north out of Osaka Castle, along the remote path, to the location of the Han army's grain transportation team.

It was afternoon. They laid an ambush in advance in a mountain called [Glory Mountain]. The mountains are densely wooded, and it is winter at the moment, so you don't have to worry about mosquitoes and poisonous snakes, so it is a good place to hide soldiers.

Ten miles north of Rongguang Mountain is the remote road taken by the Han army to transport grain.

The cold wind was howling and the snow was white. Inside the white tent, Matsudaira Keitora sat on a small bench, wearing armor and no helmet, his hair untied and his hair falling from both sides.

At this time, the head of the moon generation became the standard baldness.

In front of him, on the left and right, sat more than a dozen samurai who were also wearing armor.

Matsudaira Keitora looked down at the map on the ground, revealing a thoughtful expression.

The Iga ninja kept an eye on the movements of the Han army and came back every other mile to report back.

"Let Kawada Fujima, lead fifty samurai from the north, and come with me." Matsudaira Keihoku suddenly stood up and ordered loudly.

"Ugh!" The warriors were stunned, and then someone stood up, bowed and asked, "Lord Jinghu." What are you going to do? ”

Matsudaira Keihu didn't answer, just shook his head. Then he put on his helmet and fastened it, and walked out of the tent.

On the soft snow, a samurai led his horse and waited.

Matsudaira Keitora turned on his horse vigorously, did not carry a big gun, but brought a bow, led fifty northern samurai, rode down the mountain, and then disappeared into the snow.

The samurai chased out of the big tent and looked at the disappearing figure of Matsudaira Jinghu, full of confusion.

What the!

The cold wind blew on the body, like a sharp knife, cutting the skin. Matsudaira Keitora wears a mask on his head and black deerskin gloves on his hands, and is almost fully armed.

He led dozens of northern warriors and galloped down the path. Soon they reached a hill near the Han army.

Matsudaira Keitora turned over and dismounted at the bottom of the mountain, climbed the mountain on foot, and stood on a large rock. Look down at the Han army.