When the situation is on the upper hand.

Your own soldiers, go to the enemy camp to challenge. If the enemy army cannot retreat, the morale of your own soldiers will be greatly boosted.

It's actually a way to boost morale.

But when the situation is on the downside, there is no hope for war.

Only by fighting hard can we fight hard. However, the enemy army is as calm as an old dog, and does not show any flaws. This will greatly damage your morale.

When Matsudaira Keitora led the dejected samurai of the north and returned to Osaka Castle.

Oda Nobumasa led some of the daimyo out to greet him.

The daimyo's eyes flickered, and their hearts were even more shaken. Oda Nobu Masahiro laughed, came to Matsudaira Jinghu, bowed and said, "Lord Jinghu is worthy of being the first in the world. Wu Nian, the king of Han, did not dare to fight with adults. ”

Matsudaira Keiho knew that this was the scene, but he also had to nod and say, "What Lord Shinmasa said is right. Wu Nian couldn't shrink out, and what else did he say about being brave and good at fighting, compared to Xiang Yu. Just a coward. ”

"Spread the word. Prepare a banquet and celebrate. ”

"Yes." Oda Nobunmasa lifted his spirits and bowed in response.

Immediately, the city of Osaka burst into laughter. The small surname invited a small number of singers and musicians who stayed in the city to sing and dance at the banquet, and cheered loudly.

But all the samurai and daimyo knew that this might be the last revelry.

If before the food is eaten, Toyotomi Daikichi has not yet made a rescue move.

Osaka Castle will be breached by the Han army.

Time passed, and another three months passed.

Summer is approaching and autumn is coming. This year's Fuso is smooth again. On the land outside the scope of the war, the peasants ploughed the land, the crops grew vigorously, and the great harvest was already nailed to the iron plate.

Inside Osaka Castle. Forty or fifty thousand Toyotomi soldiers sat and ate empty. Food is about to bottom out.

The morale of the defenders in the city has dropped to freezing point. Even the samurai in the north were partially shaken.

Wind and rain.

Honmaru, inside a house. Matsudaira Keitora and Oda Shin sat facing each other, silent. Although he was in a desperate situation, Matsudaira Jinghu still cleaned himself up, and his complexion and demeanor were as usual.

Oda Nobumasa does not have the self-cultivation skills of Matsudaira Keiho. His face was full of scum, his eyes were sunken, his clothes were a little sloppy, and there was a strong air of despair all over his body.

"The daimyo are complaining and can't hold on anymore." Oda Nobumasa said with a decadent face.

Matsudaira Keihoku glanced at him and said, "Lord Shinmasa." Are you afraid of death? ”

"Of course I'm not afraid of death." Oda Nobunmasa was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and he suddenly exploded and replied angrily.

"Since you are not even afraid of death, then what is there to fear? If the city is broken, we will cut our stomach. Matsudaira Jinghu said calmly.

"Seppuku is not scary. Scary is the waiting time before seppuku. Though. Although I was already desperate. But I still hope that the general will send troops to save us. Oda Nobumasa was once again decadent and said with his head down.

"yes. I still hope that the general can find a way. But what can the Shogun do? He can't protect himself. The world of the Toyotomi family has not even survived for a lifetime. ”

Matsudaira Jinghu sighed, stood up and walked to the door, looking up at the sky. Today is a sunny day, but his mood seems to be rainy.

It's all over.

What a move. Increase the number of defenders of Osaka Castle.

If I had only 10,000 soldiers, I would have eaten food for three years. Trapped in a lonely city, what? Three years is too long, anything can happen.

And now it's only eight months later, and I can still last in May and June with some food savings.

But the military spirit has completely floated. The daimyo and the generals had their own ghosts, and even the samurai of the north were shaken.

I can't hold on for a year.

The city was broken, just recently.

And I can't do anything.

If I could, I would have died on the way to the charge. Died under the horse lance of the Han King Wu Nian.

But.

"Hey." Matsudaira Jinghu sighed faintly and lowered his head.

..............

Unlike the Toyotomi army, the morale of the Han army's soldiers remained high. Last year, Fuso had a bumper harvest, and they were not worried about food at all.

The rations of the Han army were super abundant, and the meat, eggs and milk were sufficient.

Originally, the Fuso people's rations were very simple. Vegetarian diet is the mainstay. As a result, the Fuso people are generally short.

The rations of the Han army were so abundant, plus drills from time to time. The bodies of the Fuso Wanhu soldiers became stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Most of the soldiers of Fusang were ordinary soldiers, that is, farmers or hunters. They don't care whether they are martial arts or not.

The Han army had good food and high salary. Their support for the Han King was terrifyingly strong.

Han army, Wang Gui's battalion.

Inside the big tent of the Chinese army.

Wu Nian sat on the handsome seat and discussed with Wang Gui about the use of troops tonight. On the long case, there is a drawing of Osaka Castle.

The information such as the deployment of troops in the city, the location of the granary, etc., is recorded in great detail.

This was not the information heard by the Imperial City Detectives of the Han Army, but sent by someone.

And not alone.

There were many daimyo in the city, who expressed their willingness to be the internal response of the Han army, and the inside and outside should join forces to conquer Osaka Castle.

Wu Nian discussed with Wang Gui for a long time, and decided to take the Ouchi guards Wanhu as the main force. The rest of the men are responsible for answering.

Act tonight.

There are not many soldiers, but elite. Although there were ten thousand Fusang troops around, Wu Nian could not fully trust their combat power.

If the army rushes up. If Matsudaira Jinghu in the city suddenly kills, it is possible to break the face with a point, causing the army to collapse.

Then they lost all the games.

Fusang Wanhu guards the camp, just wave the flag and shout. It is not a problem for the Ouchi guards under Wang Gui to cooperate with the daimyo in the castle to conquer Osaka Castle.

After agreeing, Wu Nian raised his head and said with a smile to Wang Gui: "Osaka City has fallen. Now in Higashifuso, the daimyo who still obeys the command of Toyotomi Daikichi will definitely collapse. ”

"Brother. We will soon be able to pacify Fusang and go back to Liaodong. ”

"Congratulations, my lord. He became the first king in history to conquer Fuso. Wang Gui was very clever, smiling and clenching his fists to compliment.

"You sycophant." Wu Nian scolded with a smile, but his heart was very useful.

There are reasons for this, that.

There are benefits of one kind or another.

But in the attack on Fuso, it was his own will that prevailed. Willingness is the main driving force.

Nothing else.

He wanted to conquer Fuso.

"It's June. The wish to go to Mt. Fuji to see the cherry blossoms and have a dinner party could not be realized. But a simple dinner is simple. ”

"And Edo Castle. It will be Tokyo in the future. ”

"I'm here."

"I conquered Fuso."

Wu Nian's heart was full of joy.