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Chapter 3 Samurai Life

After breakfast, Maori Shengqing said: "Nobuhu, please give me a nephew with my sister as soon as possible."

Axia's face turned red.

Nobuhu was also a little unnatural, and he quickly said: "Katsu...Brother, my mother just died of illness, so we should wait a little longer to give birth to a child."

Maori Shengqing didn't hesitate, nodded and said: "You are right, hahaha, Nobuhu, please call me brother again?"

"Brother!"

Axia shouted angrily.

Nobuhu glanced at the proud Maori Shengqing, and said with some embarrassment: "Brother, you are the only one left in the Maori family. This is not good. Why don't you be your younger brother and help you organize things?"

Axia immediately raised her eyebrows and said, "Yes, brother, you have to hurry up."

Mao Li Shengqing raised his eyebrows, pointed at his sister and brother-in-law in front of him, then covered his chest and said: "Okay, okay, you started to have sex with your wife so soon. It hurts me!"

"Hahaha…"

In the hall, the atmosphere became more harmonious.

However, the happy time is relatively short-lived. After taking a short break, they have to continue exercising.

Maori Shengqing even had to fight Nobutora. Even if the head of the spear used for training was wrapped in thick linen, it would still cause bruises on the body.

Even Jiro, who was only thirteen years old, would have suffered such a beating.

This cruel training lasted for an hour and a half.

Axiang ran over and shouted: "Brother, someone from the village is here."

Tsuda Nobutora immediately stopped what he was doing. He put down his spear, quickly wiped off the sweat on his body, put on a new piece of clothing and came to the front hall.

The people who came to see him were a rickety and thin old man and two young men. They were kneeling on the dirt in the yard. They had mud legs and they would not dare to walk up the steps. They would leave mud footprints, which was very difficult. It is very conspicuous on the waxed wooden board.

When the three of them saw Tsuda Nobutora coming, they instinctively lowered their heads, wishing they could sink into the dirt.

"The young ones are here to pay their respects to Mr. Tsuda. The young ones have brought some gifts to pay homage to the mistress. Please don't dislike it."

Tsuda Jiro stepped forward to take the gift, which contained some pickled radishes and dried salted fish, but this was already a good thing for the tenant farmers.

Tsuda Nobutora comforted him: "I appreciate your kindness. Just work hard when you go back. Don't slack off."

Originally, samurai with fiefdoms like him had to live in the village, but Oda Nobunaga changed this rule. All retainer samurai Ashigaru needed to live in Naguno Castle, so they moved to the city.

In the past, when Nobuhu was still a child, he had to work in the fields with his father.

Now, he just needs to concentrate on practicing martial arts.

Tsuda Nobutora looked at the citizens in tattered clothes. His face was expressionless, but his heart was full of mixed feelings. It was a terrible era.

He reassured them for a few words and then let them leave. For these people, daytime was precious. They had to be busy with farm work. Now they had to squeeze in some time to come to his place. They needed to work harder to make up for this time.

Nobutora returned to the backyard, and Maori Shengqing also stopped to rest. He sat on the edge of the corridor, wiped the sweat from his body, took a sip of water, and said: "Nobutora, you and your sister should hurry up. I heard that there is going to be a war. .”

Tsuda Nobutora, who had just sat down, looked surprised and his heart was pounding.

Go to war!
When the time comes, he will step forward to fight others with real swords and guns, but just thinking about it will make his hair stand on end and feel fear.

He is not an NPC with a health bar. With a click of the mouse, Yu Wanjun can take the heads of enemy generals. If he is not careful, he will be injured and die.

If you are lucky, you will die at home due to inflammation of the wound. If you are not lucky, you will die on the battlefield and be beheaded.

Just thinking about it makes people shudder. He suppressed his panic and asked, "Really? Who are you going to fight with?"

"I heard what my cousin said. He became a mother-in-law around Lord Nobunaga in order to defeat Yamaguchi Goshiki who betrayed Lord Nobunaga."

Maori Shengqing explained his doubts.

In Nobutora's memory, he remembered this incident. Yamaguchi Kyotsugu was an important minister of the former lord and the lord of Narumi Castle. He once made great contributions in the Battle of Shodozaka. No one expected that such an important minister would be betrayed by Nobutora. The Oda family.

This was a fatal blow to Oda Nobunaga. Yamaguchi Nobunaga's betrayal made many people doubt Nobunaga's ability.

Now, in order to gain favor in front of his new master, Yamaguchi Kyoutsugi handed over Narumi Castle at the rear to his son Yamaguchi Kyouyoshi for defense, and then built a stronghold at Kasadera on the front line, which was defended by the Imagawa army, while he built a separate Nakamura stronghold for defense.

Such behavior cut off the connection between Naguno Castle and Odaka Castle and other places. Naturally, Oda Nobunaga could not sit back and watch Yamaguchi Gongsugu annex the southern region.

"The war is really coming."

Although Tsuda Nobutora is a modern ordinary person, who on the Internet is not an armchair Zhao Kuo? I can talk a little bit about strategy and tactics, but not necessarily in actual operation.

However, when riding and slashing, there are detailed operations throughout the battle, which to a certain extent make up for the shortcomings of only being able to get excited by talking. Of course, this is not much help, and the actual command will only become more complicated.

Maori Shengqing patted Nobutora's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we will be together when the time comes, and nothing will happen."

When Tsuda Nobutora heard this, he felt even more worried.

Friends who have killed someone know that the first time you kill is the most difficult. After killing the first one, the second one will not be so burdensome.

Worrying about the war, Tsuda Nobutora trained more seriously. He was worried that he would die on the battlefield for the first time.

I can't die. I want to live. For myself and my family, I can't die!
With this belief, Xinhu squeezed all his strength and fell asleep quickly at night. Axia felt a little distressed and hugged Xinhu tightly.

In the early morning, the crisp sound of horse hooves sounded on the street.

"Clang clang clang!"

"Gather quickly, gather together!"

"Shh..."

The wooden door was opened instantly, and Axia hurriedly ran in and pushed Nobuhu awake: "Husband, there's going to be a war!"

Tsuda Nobutora immediately stood up and said in surprise: "So fast?"

Axia hurriedly got up and put Nobutora into hunting clothes, but Jiro and Axiang had already walked in carrying a set of large armors. The three of them put Nobutora into the large armor very skillfully.

The armor pieces of this large set of armor are in the form of piercing armor, and the surface is coated with a layer of paint. This large set of armor weighs about twenty kilograms. The armor pieces are relatively thin, but they still have enough protective power.

Nobuhu was still confused, but in the blink of an eye he was fully armed. Axia handed the hood to Nobuhu, suppressing the panic in his heart, and saluted: "I wish my husband a long career in martial arts!"

Behind her, Jiro and Axiang shouted together.

Nobuhu looked at the three of them, feeling a little complicated in his heart. Yesterday was a peaceful day, but today was the day of farewell, but he had no choice.

"I will definitely come back alive."

Nobutora put away all his thoughts and walked out of the house with a determined expression. As soon as he went out, he met his uncle Maori Shengqing.

The two planned to go to the residence hall, but their cousin Mouri Shinsuke came face to face. He shouted: "Don't go to the residence hall. Mr. Nobunaga has left the city. Follow him quickly!"

Nobutora was stunned for a moment. As expected of Oda Nobunaga, he didn’t even need the expedition ceremony, nor did he need miscellaneous soldiers. He was going into battle with only seven or eight hundred direct troops!

He only felt one word appear in his head, danger!

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