Reincarnation Life to Toyotomi Hideyoshi Beginning with the Adversity of the Successor of Tai Chi

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Sansei Ishida loved the "autumn" season every year.

It is a season in which we can fully enjoy his favourite "hawk hunting", and above all because Hideyoshi stopped by the late Hideyoshi Tai during the autumn season, when the heat lingered.

The way people appreciate the fruitfulness, the mild climate that softens the heat, the long night reading…

All that popped his mind existed in the fall.

But there is nothing shorter than this season.

When the trees dropped their leaves and began to lose color, he was always depressed by the harsh winter footsteps.

Still, the season ruthlessly shifts.

Whether people want it or not, it doesn't matter.

That's what cooking is about.

In the soft sun of that fall, sweat and hot air blew out of a hole called a hole in his whole body, his eyes stained bright red, and his temper was the opposite of his favorite calm season.

Sansei Ishida was moving her legs forward with all her heart to protect what he loved.

Yes, he was overlapping.

The "autumn" of the season he will not love was more than the "world of abundance" of his heart and…

And "winter," the tough next season to shift, with "the world of the next" …

His assault of death, while still so loving of autumn, seems to be resisting those who come to brutally announce the coming of winter, and the intercession would be nothing more than an act that would expose human helplessness to the proverbs of the four seasons.

But still, he wanted to believe.

that strong beliefs that no one can beat can move even seasonal and epochal shifts…

But as if to deny it, the leaves colored by the righteous trees set forth by Mitsune Ishida ended their service one after the other, and became the hua of the battlefield and scattered.

What's left of that tree is his last leaf.

And even he is destined to be scattered soon is inevitable.

If a little wind blows, this scattered body.

Behold, while we remain in the trees, let us stain bright red as the flames burn, and let our lives shine.

Such a grievous determination of him became the power of all the soldiers who obeyed him, hands with spears, and made him forget the fatigue of his feet moving forward.

The aim is one.

The ruler of the next season.

Is it because the sweat of the soldiers is reflected in the sun, or is it from the so-called beauty of the scattering of life, that the assault of Sansei's armies looks dazzling...

Anyway, they became a bullet of light and pushed the plains of Sekihara to Mount Peach Matsushi, where Jiayang was waiting.

But from beside them like that, approaching without sound, one army.

Stone Cake Flag...

The army approached Mitsune once and for all, trying to hide its patterned flag, which closely resembled the white cake flag displayed by Nagasaki Kuroda, all over the tall grass.

It was the army led by Takenaka Heavy Gate, a genius warrior and the famous Takenaka Half-Soldiers' man, who made it possible to march there because of the land exploration.

He had shown in advance with his best friend, Nagazheng Kuroda.

That was the operation of splitting up and ambushing on the way, making it look like we were going to attack together.

Originally, it was intended to strike after the Chang Zheng put a cross spear in Sang's army and stepped down, but now the Chang Zheng is engaged in a spectacular battle with the left of the island.

So he alone decided to ambush the armies of Sang Tzu.

Near Sekihara was his territory and for Heavy Gate, a good lord who had always looked around the villages, this battlefield was like a garden.

In other words, it was not so difficult to use the place where the tall grass was growing to approach the armies of Mitsune.

To make matters worse for Sang-san, he was extremely narrow in view of Jiayang's provocation, so he didn't notice any movement during the ambush at Heavy Gate.

A little more... a little more...

It's the same thought, but the distance between the two different armies of the opponent you point at shrinks as you look at it.

"Proceed!! There's only one neck in the inner house to aim for!! Keep pushing!!

Sansei to issue the last decree.

The voices of the soldiers echo and rock the Sekihara. Of course it must have reached the home health right in front of you.

But hatefully, Jiayang's army is calm and not disturbed by one line.

I could almost take that as "something's wrong" if it's a sober sang, but that wasn't quite right for him right now.

It was then...

"Wow!" And when he thought that the mighty voice had happened with Mitsune's left hand, an army of stone cake flags from the grass struck Mitsune's army with momentum.

"Hey, what's up!?

The soldiers were all confused not only by Mitsune, but also by the sudden events that allowed him to squeeze and bathe in cold water on Mitsune's head, which had only floated the landscape storming Jiayang's formation.

The line was disturbed and the distance from Jiayang's army, which had come to a position that was no longer within reach, was no longer reduced at all.

"That flag... the army in the bamboo!

"Lord Ishida Jibe! Ready!!

Mitsune gives instructions to the decree of Heavy Gate to show original seriousness.

"Come on! Don't let the left-hand enemy distract you! They're widows! Keep dragging it like this. But stick it in for Jia Hang!!

But thoughtfully the army of Heavy Gate, which cut deep into the armies of Sanzen, did not allow the Sanzens to move forward, as though they were teasing on their feet.

"Yes! What are you doing! Move it! We're already in front of you! Assault!"

Yes, he scolds his surroundings, and Sansei moves himself from rear to front.

No matter how Mitsune, as a human being, turns a blind eye, the ability to command an army on an ad hoc basis cannot be managed overnight.

Not to mention, in the confusion caused by the ambush, forming a line was an impossible challenge for him today.

Until earlier, the brilliant brilliance was rapidly losing its colour, emanating from Sansei's army.

"Do you get frustrated here!!

Sansei pulls people apart and moves forward.

Coming up to the front line, there were soldiers flying the Takenaka army flag everywhere and Mitsune soldiers fighting.

This makes it impossible for troops on the front line to fix the line.

In this situation, if it were meant to be, it would be appropriate to make another assault once we have fallen back and lined up at a distance.

But just a few steps away, Hate Jiayang's main unit is waiting for Mitsune's assault.

You can't pull it here.

Sansei's determination was as hard as a stone.

"Push it in!!

Desperately sifting through the extraction, Mitsune flies.

Take a step forward to push the backs of the soldiers on the front line, driving away the Takenaka army with one spear himself.

Then the army began to move just a little so as to respond to such a thirty percent burning will.

One step...

Another step...

It's a slow step forward that I don't think you've been pushing backwards through Sasako Mountain.

"Just a little more...! Almost there!! Hideyoshi's dream is almost over!!

Deliver, deliver! Deliver, deliver!

Stretch out the spear in a little while and it will arrive. Strong will had always turned into an endless prayer.

The legs of the army stop again.

Mitsune herself was surrounded by enemies, and her voice withered.

But we're almost there.

Until the continuation of His late Highness Tai Chi's dreams come true...

One more spear...

That's when he couldn't give up and tried to step out of that foot...

A great shock was added to Mitsune's five senses.

Again, from the left.

Now it's not sharp pain, like an ambush by an oligarchy.

Heavier and duller impact...

It was an assault by the Great Army, a shock caused by the total destruction of Sansei's army.

Sansei turns to those who rushed to the shock. I jumped into that eye...

"Oh, no... stupid..."

It was a shocking sight, suspicious of the eyes.

The sight is two new flags.

Oh my...

It belonged to Yoshikawa and Maori...

The meaning of the matter is too great.

Because that shows that all the forces of the creek, Yoshikawa and Maori, which Mitsune had asked for left and right wings, had been abbreviated by Jiayou since before the beginning of the war.

In other words, he was a winged bird from the beginning.

He didn't have the hair to win.

They showed it to Jia Kang.

While surrounded by his enemies, he searched for the appearance of Jiayang, who would be desperately within Tokugawa's main unit.

Its leaves, which already fall from the great trees, lose water, are blown by the wind, but remain, and are flown.

Sansei's army is also increasingly separated from Mount Peach.

From behind, an army of Yoshimasaki Tanaka, who broke through the army of Governor Konishi, is attacking, and from his right hand we can see an army of Fukushima Regulars raiding like a pig.

Front, back, left, right. All enemies.

Still, Sansei looks for Jiayang.

And... I finally found it.

Something is colluding with the innocence of being next door.

Then, unexpectedly, Sang-sang and I met each other.

Jiayang, who laughed niggardly, moves his mouth wide as Mitsune can tell, trying to tell him something.

It's...

"Ah... Ri... but... um..."

And when he saw the stunned look on Sang-sung's face, Jia Kang laughed with a belly in his arms.

The flame of hatred that nearly disappeared in its appearance dwells again in Sang's eyes.

"Kisama ah! Forgive me! Forgive me! Ooh!

Swaying the spear wide, Mitsune tries to storm by herself in a gap flickered by enemy soldiers around her.

One loyal minister took control, trying to hold him from behind like that.

"My lord!! I can't do it anymore!! Let's get out of here!

"I don't like it! Get off me! He's the only one... he'll never forgive me!! Wow!"

The ministers, who held Mitsune in half a frenzy for more than one person, left the battlefield to be swaddled by tall grass.

Thus…

The assault of Sansei's death was to end up only entertaining him, rather than threatening his family well-being.

When Sansei disappeared, what remained was a unilateral ravage on Tokugawa's part.

But there was no flag of Jiayang there either.

In the end he did not lose a single soldier, defeating the army, which was also said to be 80,000 on the Ishida side.

Moreover, it was all to fit into his hands.

Jiayang's innocent high laughter went on forever before the tragedy of Sekihara.

Meanwhile, Mitsune left the battlefield for life.

It was when I finally settled down that I fled to a certain mountain.

There are only about ten soldiers around him.

As if his soul had fallen out, he reached before a single great tree, with his shoulders down.

And mumbled a piece of song so as to squeeze it out.

"Remnants of red leaves... scattered red leaves... are good for you... all the remnants of autumn..."

And he looked up at the great tree before it was coloured, and wept.

Was the scattered residual red leaves doing his army thing...

Or were you offering Hideyoshi or the starch left in Osaka Castle...

The autumn wind was also kind to the defeated general and seemed to love his cold heart...

Thus the fall season, which was his love, marked the end.

... looked like it.

But he has nothing to know.

After this war, the symbol of autumn he wanted to protect, along with Toyotomi Hideyoshi's colored Toyotomi Seven Stars, as if it were a red leaf of a daigo, that would melt its bright glow under the heavens, and so on.

"Monster" Tokugawa Jiayang and "Star of Hope" Toyotomi Hideyoshi...

This battle of Sekihara was only a prelude to its long battle.