Akechi Mitsuhide was riding on a horse, about the same height as the low wall in front of him.
At this time, she no longer concealed the sharpness and stubbornness in her heart, and was unwilling to be lower than Oda Nobunaga.
Moreover, Akechi Mitsuhide was in the period of childbirth and had difficulty moving. Taking action immediately was faster than on the ground, and he could retreat at any time in the event of a surprise attack.
In front of Akechi Mitsuhide, stood a row of warriors holding giant poles. They were all the elites of the Akechi family, and they were careful to guard against sneak attacks with bows and arrows.
Saito Rizo wiped away a cold sweat and carefully looked around, wondering why the Lord would take the risk to come.
Oda Nobunaga was already on the verge of death. He could just set fire to the yard. He had nothing to say to the dead, but he was exposed to danger for nothing.
However, Akechi Mitsuhide could not explain her excitement at this moment to her confidants. For many years, she had been thinking day and night to kill Oda Nobunaga and the woman who ruined the saint's life.
Since Oda Nobunaga wanted to meet her, he would let her die plainly, which would also vent the anger that Akechi Mitsuhide had suppressed in his heart for these years.
Saito Rizo looked back at Mitsuhide Akechi, who was riding on the horse. Seeing her nodding slightly in instructions, he stepped forward and shouted.
"Lord Akechi Mitsuhide is here, at the request of His Highness Oda, to come and talk!"
Akechi Mitsuhide looked at the wall expectantly, expecting to see Oda Nobunaga's disgraced side, and even expecting Oda Nobunaga to beg for mercy and beg for his life.
For a moment, there was a movement on the wall, and several door panels were poked out. It seemed that the sliding door of the other courtyard was removed as a shield. Then Oda Nobunaga climbed up the low wall and looked out.
Seeing that Oda Nobunaga was as embarrassed as he expected, Akechi Mitsuhide smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"Your Majesty Oda, you are fine!"
Oda Nobunaga narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Thanks to you, everything is fine!"
Akechi Mitsuhide asked with a smile on his face, twitching the corners of his mouth.
"I wonder what His Majesty Oda wants to say when he invites me here?"
Oda Nobunaga looked at Mitsuhide Akechi, who had a bloated belly on his horse, and his face turned pale, just as he was in pain before he gave birth.
But even so, Akechi Mitsuhide had to grit his teeth, endure the pain, and must kill himself.
Oda Nobunaga's heart was filled with ups and downs. Recalling the past scenes with Akechi Mitsuhide, he was lost and speechless for a moment.
There is wind at night, and you are in the wind. The two women, one on the wall and the other on the horse, are almost looking at each other, and there is silence when their eyes meet.
They seemed to have nothing to say to each other. They didn't talk about the past or the future. They just fell into silence as the night wind howled.
After a long while, Oda Nobunaga said slowly.
"At the beginning, you told me that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, except one male and one female, which made me determined to complete the Saba-Oda merger.
Let me ask you, have you ever been sincere?"
Akechi Mitsuhide was stunned for a moment, then he laughed so hard that he leaned forward and backward, and burst into tears.
"Your Highness Oda, Oda Nobunaga, at this time, you still refuse to give up your fantasy. Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be stupid?
You have violated the tradition of the Wu family and gone against the grain. The Wu family in the world would like to have children like you!
The saint is kind, but you are so presumptuous. Do you think the saint really has feelings for you? That is because the martial arts in the world have to bear the humiliation, so they have to make do with you!
Today, I, Akechi Mitsuhide, will rid the world of you, the traitor, and relieve the pain of the saint's accumulated heart!
Oda Nobunaga, let me tell you, you are just a toad who wants to eat swan meat. Are you worthy? Are you worthy?"
Akechi Mitsuhide pointed at the wall and insulted him arbitrarily, no matter how rude he was in front of everyone, he finally vented the resentment that had been stagnated in his heart for many years.
Oda Nobunaga's face on the wall was as dark as water. Although she knew the truth in her heart, being slapped in the face by Akechi Mitsuhide still made her extremely angry, and she even felt a little unbelievable fear.
Oda Nobunaga was only angry at Mitsuhide Akechi, a repetitive villain, but he was hesitant and unconvinced about Yoshigan Shiba's thoughts.
Does he think so too? Does he also look at me like Akechi Mitsuhide? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! He won’t!
If he really has no feelings for me, then it was not Mitsuhide Akechi who led the troops into Kyoto today, but himself!
Oda Nobunaga's eyes were confused and firm, and his anger stabbed at the dissolute Akechi Mitsuhide.
She said solemnly.
"Only at this moment do you dare to shout and make trouble in front of me. If you really have the courage, do you dare to wait for the saint to return to Beijing? You and I will argue in front of the throne!
If the saint is really merciless to me, I will commit suicide without having to dirty your hands!"
Akechi Mitsuhide stopped laughing and said coldly.
"Oda Nobunaga, you don't need to waste any more words, you are unable to fly today."
Oda Nobunaga sneered.
"Don't talk too much. The crooked melons and dates you have are not convincing."
Akechi Mitsuhide chuckled.
"Let's wait until you survive the burning fire in the hospital."
Oda Nobunaga said seriously.
"Fire and water are merciless and cannot be manipulated by mortals. Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of the cover of fire to leave? Why don't you and I make another deal?"
Akechi Mitsuhide seemed to have guessed Oda Nobunaga's thoughts and said coldly.
"I won't let you or your bastards go, so don't waste your efforts.
I will not allow that scoundrel to cause trouble to the saint in the future. She, like you, will have to die here.
As for whether the fire can burn you to death, you don't have to worry too much, it doesn't matter.
I have announced to the outside world that I have conquered Honnoji Temple, and you and the evildoers burned themselves to death in the courtyard.
Even if you can escape, the samurai sects guarding Kyoto will not let you leave alive.
They dare not kill Oda Nobunaga, but Oda Nobunaga is already dead, in my hands, so they still dare to kill an unknown person pretending to be Oda Nobunaga."
Akechi Mitsuhide came to talk nonsense with Oda Nobunaga. In addition to venting his emotions, the most important thing was to say this.
Akechi Mitsuhide has taken control of Kyoto, and on an official level, she has been able to announce the death of Oda Nobunaga!
So what if Oda Nobunaga stubbornly resisted? Akechi Mitsuhide said she would die, so she died!
No one would believe that Oda Nobunaga could escape the siege that Akechi Mitsuhide had planned for a long time.
In fact, Akechi Mitsuhide himself was worried about Oda Nobunaga running away, and he was even more worried about the peripheral samurai sects losing their links.
Therefore, Akechi Mitsuhide must personally tell Oda Nobunaga that you are already a dead person in everyone's hearts and stop her thoughts of fleeing.
The communication methods of the ancients were not as rich as those of modern society. Even the Hime Samurai of the Oda family, most people would never have the opportunity to see Oda Nobunaga up close and recognize her true face.
Even if Oda Nobunaga ran away, unless he ran to the territory of his cronies, any samurai sect with ill intentions could secretly deal with her, or even Oda retainers themselves.