"Unfamiliar ceiling... so cliche... not right... it's a war!"
Yiyin suddenly straightened up from the quilt.
"It hurts..."
His whole body was tied with strips of cloth, and it hurt so much that tears flowed down his face.
"Lord Yiyin, you're awake!"
Yukino, who was kneeling beside him, rushed up to him, hugging him and tears streaming down his face. Yangono, who had just fluttered, retracted his hand in embarrassment, wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve and said.
Yi Gin was hugged tightly by Yukino, and he almost rolled his eyes when he felt the sting.
"Yukiono, let go first, be good... be good..."
Yoshigami spoke with trembling, but Yukino was trembling like a dog that had lost its master and refused to let go.
He looked helplessly at Yangno, who avoided his eyes and pretended not to notice, as if it was a punishment.
"I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so reckless. Please let Yukino go. I really feel like I'm going to die."
He is not a tough person to begin with, but Yoshigage begs for Haruno in a low voice, and the distinction between master and servant seems to be reversed.
"That's enough, Yukino, let go."
As Yangono spoke, he grabbed Yukino's ears and reluctantly pulled her away from Yoshigami.
"I'm sorry, Lord Yiyin, I'm really afraid...of losing you."
It was rare for Yukino to say so many words, and Yoshigami nodded to express his understanding that the fate of the two women depended on him.
In the troubled times of the Warring States Period, only the samurai family could barely be regarded as human beings. Village women, slaves, and ashigaru were nothing more than tools that the warriors needed.
Owari is a prosperous city, with the per capita output being only three dan, and the price of grain always being 2 dan.
But an adult woman's annual ration requires two stones, and four citizens and six citizens can barely have enough to eat. In times of war, it is also common for six citizens, four citizens, and seven citizens and three citizens.
What’s even more frightening is that in the Sixty-Six Kingdoms, such as Owari, there is very little fertile land and some are barren, with an average annual output per capita of two dan or even less than two dan. It is common for people to starve to death.
Sixty-six countries, with a height of 20 million stones and a population of 10 million. Except for hundreds of thousands of warriors, the rest are just ants, livestock, and tools.
Harano Yukino was originally one of them, but it was Yoshigan who pulled them up and became Hime Samurai, giving them a new life.
If Yoshiun dies, the Ji warrior who has lost his master's family will either switch to her family or become a ronin.
The society of the Wu family is intricate and complicated. The origins of the two sisters are false. They have no place to seek refuge and their force is too weak to serve as a gangster.
Yoshigan died and Shiba was destroyed. The two women shuddered just thinking about the consequences. What's more, they were loyal to Yoshigan. At that time, the only way to go was to commit seppuku and follow this path.
Thinking of this, Yiyin felt a little regretful. He was indeed too reckless this time, and he was no longer a lonely man with nothing.
The world has gradually gained some people to care about, and we need to be more prudent in doing things in the future.
"How long have I been unconscious? Where am I? What's the situation outside now?"
After gathering his thoughts, Yiyin raised his head and asked Yang Nai.
"Sir, you passed out yesterday. This was in Qingzhou City. You were sent here for treatment after you passed out.
You don’t know how scary it was at that time, there was blood all over your body, your clothes were all dry and they were sticky and you couldn’t take them off.”
As Yangno spoke, she began to speak incoherently and burst into tears. It wasn't that she wasn't strong enough, it was just that she was too scary.
Yiyin patted her shoulder, feeling secretly afraid. The system was indeed powerful enough, but he was a weakling.
Although he has been exercising, the bodies of women in this world are too ridiculous. A man with his previous life's physique can only reach the level of an ordinary ashigaru if he exercises properly.
He is far different from Samurai Ji, not to mention that the men in this world are physically weaker.
The killing mode is powerful, but its shortcomings are also obvious. It needs to be activated actively to avoid sneak attacks. If you don't activate it, you will be a weakling. If you don't have points, you will be a weakling. As long as the flesh wound is serious enough, it will be fatal after it is turned off.
We still have to continue to be stubborn, we won’t fight if we can, and we don’t dare to use the system no matter how powerful it is if we can’t save our lives.
"Okay, okay, I will be careful next time. Tell me, how is the war going now?"
Yiyin comforted the frightened two girls and asked what they were most concerned about.
"Yesterday's battle, His Highness Oda won a great victory. Lord Shibata Katsuie retreated, and Shibata's army surrendered.
Lin Gutong was asked for by you, and the Lin family prepared an army to fight and destroyed it. The Maeda family and other subordinates surrendered.
His Highness Oda ordered Lord Mori and Lord Kawajiri to attack Suemori Castle overnight, blocking Lord Nobuyuki Oda, Lord Katsuie Shibata, Lord Hayashi Xiuzhen and other rebels in the city who had no time to retreat."
Yang Na wiped away her tears, calmed down her emotions, and slowly explained the situation of the battle.
"Perfect...His Royal Highness Oda Nobunaga is indeed powerful. A field army as strong as Shibata's army was defeated by His Highness's horse warriors. How can he be so strong?"
Yiyin finally felt at ease after hearing the news of victory and couldn't help but sigh.
"His Highness wore the trousers of the ancestors, shouted the name of the ancestors and led the charge. It is said that His Highness and the ancestors look very similar, and the Shibata Army is the most loyal army of the Oda family."
Harano pulled the subsequent farmers, soldiers and military equipment to Qingzhou City, and was praised by Niwa Nagahide.
Not only did the Sibo family make meritorious service on the battlefield, but they also knew how to support the master's family with logistics. They were truly loyal and wanted to ask for credit from His Highness.
Therefore, not only did Yukino Harano and the peasants and soldiers be arranged to Yoshigan's temporary residence, he also told her some of the battle situation that was not confidential so that Yoshigan would know when he woke up.
"..."
After hearing this, Yoshihiro felt bad. This Nobunaga is really good at playing. He thought he had worked hard enough, but he didn't expect that Nobunaga would play even more recklessly.
War is ever-changing, and the more complex the plan, the easier it is to make mistakes. If a horseshoe is not slapped properly or a general falls off his horse, a war can be lost.
How dare she, Nobunaga, arrange everything in such an extreme way and pin her victory on the Shibata army's loyalty to their ancestors. This is too outrageous.
Even if there are some arrangements in advance, who knows what will happen on the battlefield. I gamble all my belongings on a possibility, I can't afford to offend, so I take my leave.
But I won the bet... He is indeed the son of destiny... Nobunaga's ambition is justified... Yoshigoshi, who was in a happy mood because of the victory, suddenly realized that someone was missing.
"Where's Ji Yi? Why isn't she there? Is she injured?"
"Maeda-sama, you are kneeling outside. She failed to protect you, and all the ashigaru who participated in Shiba's battle died this time.
Fortunately, the equipment is all there. Niwa-sama had someone send it back, and he seems to value you very much."
Too lazy to listen to Yangno nagging about those sundries of tea, rice, oil and salt, Yoshigami endured the pain and got out of the quilt, opening the paper door outside.
Wasn't Maeda Yoshikuri kneeling at the foot of the steps, with his clothes still on his body? It was bright and dim outside, and it looked like he had been kneeling all night.
"Liji Ji, get up quickly. You fought all day yesterday, and you will lose your vitality if you kneel like this all night."
Yoshiro said and stretched out his hand to help him. Due to the exertion, the sweat on his head couldn't stop flowing. Yukino saw him behind him and quickly helped him.
"Get up quickly! Your Highness is like this, do you still want His Highness to help you up with his own hands?"
Yang Nai cursed angrily, saying well before setting off that he would protect His Highness.
Now that the battle is over, you don't have a single wound on your body, and His Highness has turned into a bloody man. I am so angry! Maeda has interests, not a woman!
"I failed to protect Your Highness! Please punish me, Your Highness!"
Maeda's interests have no quibbles, and all kinds of waves are flying in Yiyin. How can we protect this kind of random play?
She is a simple person, and it is my responsibility if she fails to do what she says.
Moreover, Yiyin is really strong. He is so weak in practice. Who would have thought that he would compete fiercely on the battlefield. I misjudged the situation, and I can't blame Yangno for what he said.
"Okay, okay, everything is fine, isn't it? Get up quickly and come over and tell me what's going to happen next. Yangno doesn't know how to fight, and there are some things she can't explain clearly."
Still, he forcefully pulled Yi Yin up and sat back in the room together. Yang Na quickly closed the door, fearing that the wind would blow Yi Yin.
"The war is basically over. The Moribi team and the Kawajiri team surrounded Suemori Castle. The Sasa family and the Sakuma family have sent troops. Now the rebel army has been dispersed and the leaders are trapped in the city. The overall situation has been decided."
"Okay, great."
With this hard work, I can live a good life anyway, Yi Yin smiled happily.
"However, Tsuchida Gozen went to the castle tower. It is said that he cried and asked His Highness to let his sister go."
"Tsuchida Gozen? Your Highness's father?"
In Yoshigan's mind, he thought about the image of a well-painted middle-aged man crying in front of Nobunaga.