However, Imagawa Yoshimoto didn't even have a second to be happy. He finally dragged his seriously injured body to subdue Hojo Tsunari, and saw that the soldiers of the Hojo Army's Akabi had followed the sound, one step ahead of the Imagawa Army, and surrounded him.
The woods where Imagawa Yoshimoto was. There was a fire behind him and enemy troops in front of him. Imagawa Yoshimoto was already unable to fly.
He took a step forward, put Ryumaru's blade on Hojo Tsunari's neck, and shouted to the Akabi soldiers in front of him: "Don't even move! Whoever dares to move, I will kill him."
"Is it...Huang Bei's new guy?"
"Yes, Lord Tsunari Hojo..."
"Didn't I say that the Third Young Master just adopted him as his adopted son?"
"Yes, His Highness Weichang's adopted son... what should we do? If something happens to him, how will we explain it to the Third Young Master?"
Imagawa Yoshimoto's actions immediately caused Akabi's soldiers to take action, but Hojo Tsunari, who was pressed under the tree, suddenly pulled his neck and shouted:
"Leave me alone! Kill him directly! Leave me alone! This is an order! This is Imagawa Yoshimoto! The governor of the Imagawa family! Kill him, and countless glory, wealth, fame and wealth are waiting for you!"
After Hojo Tsunari's words, Akabi's soldiers immediately looked at Imagawa Yoshimoto in surprise, their eyes gleaming, and they were ready to move.
"Can you say a few words less?" Imagawa Yoshimoto glared at Hojo Tsusunari and complained in a low voice: "There is really no way... I captured a prisoner, but he turned out to be a stupid and loyal samurai..."
"What are you doing standing still?" Seeing that no one had made any move, Hojo Tsunari continued to yell, "I already remember your appearance! I'm warning you, if you don't take action here, I will interfere with you when I get back.
The military plane has an internal connection with Imagawa and lets the enemy's important personnel go! I want all of you to die without a burial!"
"I asked you to stop talking?" Imagawa Yoshimoto's face was covered with black lines, and he was wiping his muddy hands in vain on the same dirty clothes, and said to Hojo Tsunari.
"Kill if you want! There is no way I will be held hostage by you!" Hojo Tsunari turned his face and shouted at Imagawa Yoshimoto with blood-red eyes, "Since God wants our Fukushima family to perish in your hands, then
perish together!"
"After being a loyal minister, why did I kill you?" Imagawa Yoshimoto sighed and took back Ryumaru who was holding Hojo Tsunari around his neck.
"Loyal minister?" Hojo Tsunari was stunned, but after a moment he stopped laughing and continued to curse: "In my dreams, I want to chop off your head to pay tribute to my clan. My father even dreams of chopping off your head to give to Liang Zhen."
Your Highness ascends the throne, do you call me a loyal minister?"
"It's just that they have different positions. Whether it's the Fukushima family or Fukushima Echizen, they are all great loyal and upright people." Imagawa Yoshimoto turned around to prepare to deal with the dozens of unarmed soldiers, no longer looking at Hojo Tsuna.
Cheng said, "In consideration of the loyalty that the Fukushima family has dedicated to the Imagawa family from generation to generation, I will spare your life. I will not hold back your hand next time."
Hojo Tsunari was stunned again, but this time he couldn't speak.
He originally thought that as the Fukushima family failed in the battle for the governor, and as the Fukushima family was exterminated, all the glory and loyalty that had belonged to this family for hundreds of years would be erased and forgotten, and the coffin would only be finalized.
It's the word "rebellion". Unexpectedly, from the mouth of the current governor of the Imagawa family, who should hate the Fukushima family the most, I can actually hear good things about the Fukushima family - he actually recognizes the loyalty and significance of the Fukushima family in the past.
"If you have any conscience... After the Hojo family withdraws its troops, please plead for the flower monk named Taiyuan Xuezai and ask the Hojo family to spare his life. It will be considered as a return of my favor." Imagawa Yoshimoto said to the man who was pressed to the ground behind him.
Hojo Tsunari whispered an instruction, and then laughed miserably, "I have been seriously injured, it is difficult to even move, and I will definitely not be able to escape. There is really no way... I actually died in such a ghost place. Those of me who haven't yet
I have admired the flowers, birds, wind and moon, poems and songs... and Miss Ginkgo and the old man... I'm sorry."
The fire behind him gradually approached with the wind, and the red soldiers in front of him also shouted and rushed towards Imagawa Yoshimoto. Just when Imagawa Yoshimoto was preparing to meet his final moment, a hot wind suddenly blew behind him.
The next moment, Imagawa Yoshimoto stared blankly at a "Fire Man" whose clothes and armor were all on fire, rushing out of the fire behind him.
It took a lot of effort for Imagawa Yoshimoto to recognize that this was Matsui Sonobu. His fair face was now as black as coal from the thick smoke. Behind him, more than a dozen more Hatamoto No. 1s rushed out one after another.
Prepared warrior.
"Don't blame me, Your Highness, for the rescue coming late." Matsui Munanobu ignored the flames burning on the Zhenhaori fabric and stopped him in front of Imagawa Yoshimoto with his sword, pleading in a deep voice.
"How did you...come here?" Imagawa Yoshimoto turned around and glanced at the forest fire, and asked in disbelief.
"Seeing that our formation was in trouble, I hurriedly led the samurai back from the other side. I poured water on myself in the Yuigao River and rushed in." Matsui Sonobu pulled off the wet cloth used to cover his mouth and nose and laughed.
Two sounds.
"Well, Matsui, why don't you put out the fire first?" Imagawa Yoshimoto was so frightened by the flames dancing on Matsui Sonobu's body.
"Destroy the enemy with his blood!" Matsui Sonobu roared arrogantly, and the samurai who came with the flag's first gear roared and faced the sharp swords in the hands of the Akabi soldiers.
"Hatamoto Daibi has been following the Imagawa Shodaime for three hundred years. Whenever the governor of the house has an order, he will fight with swords, mountains and fire! If he can die in front of the house governor, it will be a blessing for three lifetimes, and his ancestors will have a good reputation.
Light!"
"Hatamoto No. 1 is ready to obey orders! Guard His Highness and follow me to kill the enemy! For the sake of the Imagawa family!"
"For the Imagawa family!" The first samurai of the Hata Division roared and rushed forward.
At the same time, under the seal of Hojo Ujiyasu's five-color horse, the corpses of the two armies were piled up to half a person's height.
"We will die here!" the Hatamoto guards of the Hojo family shouted loudly, facing the waves of Imagawa troops that were attacking. Hojo Ujiyasu himself had already raised his sword and went into battle himself, killing the blade until the blood was drained and his arms were tired.
I can barely move anymore.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Imagawa family who besieged the Hojo family's horse prints were also exhausted. They traveled nearly a hundred miles in a few days, experienced two battles, and fought to the end.
By this time, they were almost clenching their teeth and relying on their will to support themselves. The two armies were on the frontal battlefield. The interlocking fronts had no formations at all. Each one was preparing, each serving general, and even each ashigaru general, the ashigaru head was leading his subordinates.
Each one fights on his own and fights against the enemy.
Both the Hojo Army and the Imagawa Army were breathing their last breath, and the tens of thousands of soldiers who fought until the last moment on the Yui Plain were also breathing their last breath, competing to see who could not hold on first, competing to see who could sink like the shaky sunset first.
In the mountains, the outcome of this battle has been out of the control of the general, the warriors, and even every soldier - the balance of victory and defeat can only depend on the sky.
God was unfavorable and almost brutally ended this "Battle of Yubihe" with no winner or loser.
After several muffled thunders, heavy rain poured down, and the fires in several mountains and forests were slowly extinguished. In the evening of the heavy rain, although the visibility did not reach the point where you could not see your fingers, it no longer supported the battle.
While the Imagawa Army and the Hojo Army were still fighting, various units of the Hojo Army spontaneously stopped sooner or later and broke away from contact. The Imagawa Army retreated to the Banko River and west of the Hikawa River, while the Hojo Army slowly retreated to the Rinkayama area. It seems that because
Both armies have exhausted their strength and spirit. Even if the distance between the retreating troops is as close as 100 meters, no one is interested in challenging them.
At eight o'clock on September 28, the fifth year of Tianwen (1536), the Imagawa army returned to the temporary camp built by the Wase River. Each department was counting the casualties. The soldiers who were seriously injured were helped back to the camp.
As soon as Imagawa Yoshimoto sat down, he received bad news at the evaluation meeting - he saw that the seat originally belonging to the Sekiguchi family was empty.
"The Sekiguchi Criminal Division was killed in battle, and there were also many samurai who died in other tribes. There were more than ten people at the level of generals, and there were more generals..." Sena Ujisada, who was waiting in the camp, conveyed the message to Imagawa Yoshimoto.
After hearing this, his expression gradually darkened.
"Where are the other casualties?"
"Basically, the casualties are more than 20%. The collapsed Sekiguchi Bei, Sena Bei, Miura Bei, Abe Bei and Uden Bei, as well as the fourth Hatamoto Bei who fought to the end, suffered the most casualties, about 30 to 40%.
." After the counting was completed, Feimura Yangha also lost the energy of the past, and whispered sadly, unable to hide his sadness,
"Our army has more than 8,300 people. In this battle, 1,127 people were killed, 1,364 were injured, and more than 200 people are missing." Akai Kuroko held a stack of paper and handed it to Imagawa Yoshimoto. "The casualties exceeded 30%, and it is absolutely impossible to fight again.
Now. Let’s run away, Your Highness.”
"If they run away, what will happen to the teachers who are trapped in Fuji Village? What will happen to the more than 700 teachers including Kotsubei, Anharabei, Ogibei, Ichinomiyabei, Hasegawabei and Yuibei?" Although Imagawa Yoshimoto still said this,
But his tone has become much weaker. Today's tragic casualties are really hard for him to accept - he didn't even dare to look at the bodies that were brought back just now.
"Yes, the casualties of the Hojo family were just as heavy, even slightly more than ours. I'm afraid they won't be able to fight anymore, right?" Furuno Ujiyoshi understood what his brother was thinking. Although he would definitely advise him not to fight anymore in private, he
On occasions like the evaluation meeting, he still spoke for Imagawa Yoshimoto.
Although Asahina Tenno, Okabe Okatsuna and others fought hard, they couldn't bear to abandon Taiyuan Yusei and other companions. They also responded one after another and took the initiative to challenge - after all, their reserve team still had the strength to fight.
"But they are on the defensive. As long as they hold Nakao Mountain, there is nothing we can do." In the end, it was Sena Ujisada who stood up and became the bad guy and pointed out the danger of this trip. "What's more, Hojo Sakyo (Hojo Ujitsuna) himself has not shown up yet. He must have a fresh force at hand. If that force comes to support us, we will definitely have no chance of victory."
"Perhaps there is another way." Miura, who was disgraced because his troops were defeated, spoke slowly and looked at the people in the tent with some worry, as if he was afraid that his speech would cause public outrage.
"His Majesty Miura wants to negotiate?" Okabe Otsuna said coldly, his irritation no longer concealable.
"That's nonsense." Asahina Taino took a sip of liquor down his throat, and then slammed the bottle of liquor on the table, "The situation is all under the control of the Hojo family. Isn't this the time to negotiate?"
"If you want to save Master Xue Zhai and those 700 comrades, I'm afraid this is your only chance." Miura was a little embarrassed and explained forcefully.
At this moment, there was movement outside the tent. Kentaro Tian Shen leaned in, bowed and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, the Hojo family has come to envoy, saying that they would like to invite Your Highness to go to the bank of the Yuiga River to negotiate with the Hojo family."
"Just go, I'll go and have a listen. There's no harm in it anyway." Imagawa Yoshimoto stood up before everyone could say anything. He was so eager to save Taiyuan Xuezhai that he couldn't care so much.