Chapter 116
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Blood boiling
“Go and come back, Yoshinari.”
Nobunaga said this to Yoshinari Mori during a meal. Yoshinari Mori was taken aback by the sudden request and showed a bewildered expression while holding a cup. However, he quickly understood the meaning of Nobunaga’s words.
“No, I… I…”
Yoshinari Mori understood, but he was confused. He thought that it was not the right time for an old man who had withdrawn himself to suddenly come out. However, Nobunaga saw through his inner feelings of lingering attachment. That’s why Nobunaga said:
“You should be satisfied with that. Settle it and come back.”
After saying that, Nobunaga tilted his cup. On the other hand, Yoshinari Mori remained silent with the cup in his hand. The conversation between the two was about Yoshinari Mori accompanying Takeda’s battle. Yoshinari Mori had withdrawn from the front lines due to a shoulder injury and had been assisting Nobunaga in his political affairs since then. However, deep down, he had always been smoldering with regret. Yoshinari Mori noticed this when he was training Nagayoshi, but he forcibly sealed it away in the depths of his heart.
“I don’t expect you to go out in a glorious manner. Just answer how you want to handle it. Don’t worry about what others say. I will silence them.”
“My Lord…”
After bowing once, Yoshinari Mori emptied his cup. The strong alcohol that was poured down his throat burned, and Yoshinari Mori felt his whole body heat up. But he ignored it and bowed his head to Nobunaga again.
“I am unworthy, Yoshinari Morisaburo. I have a hard time giving up. That’s why I will follow the burning in my blood.”
Without showing a trace of hesitation, Yoshinari Mori declared, as if his previous troubled attitude had been a lie. Takeda’s battle meant that there was a slim chance of returning alive. If he died, he would no longer be able to assist Nobunaga. It was not an order from Nobunaga, but a conclusion he reached after careful consideration for his own sake.
“I await your report.”
However, Nobunaga lightly replied as if to say not to worry about it. Yoshinari Mori heard Nobunaga’s response and bowed his head even deeper.
“I will become a demon from now on.” With that declaration, Yoshinari Mori left his seat. Nobunaga, who remained, took a sip of the sake in his cup.
“Once the Takeda battle is over, firearms will become the main force in this world. This may be the last time we can boast of our valor.”
Firearms were already becoming the main force in the world. It was no exaggeration to say that the outcome of battles was determined by how many firearms one possessed. That’s why the Kōga and Iga clans were being praised. However, if Shizuko’s plan succeeded, Oda’s firearms unit would shine as the best in Japan. Even the Honganji Temple and Uesugi would pale in comparison. No matter how famous a general was, they could be killed by a single bullet fired by an unknown soldier. The era of individual valor was coming to an end. From now on, group tactics would be the basis, and commanders would be judged not by their combat abilities, but by their leadership and strategic skills.
“However, Yoshinari is also troublesome. If you want to go, you should just say so… I really worry about you.”
Nobunaga was about to say that, but suddenly remembered something and smiled faintly.
“No… I have been taken care of by you countless times. So, this will be my way of repaying your loyalty, Yoshinari.”
He poured sake into his cup himself. Nobunaga stared intently at the swaying surface of the sake.
“Yoshinari, go wild to your heart’s content. If there’s anyone foolish enough to try to stop you, I will behead them.”
As he said this, Nobunaga raised his cup high in the air and, as soon as he finished speaking, drank the sake in the cup.
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Blood boiling
“Go and come back, Yoshinari.”
Nobunaga said this to Yoshinari Mori during a meal. Yoshinari Mori was taken aback by the sudden request and showed a bewildered expression while holding a cup. However, he quickly understood the meaning of Nobunaga’s words.
“No, I… I…”
Yoshinari Mori understood, but he was confused. He thought that it was not the right time for an old man who had withdrawn himself to suddenly come out. However, Nobunaga saw through his inner feelings of lingering attachment. That’s why Nobunaga said:
“You should be satisfied with that. Settle it and come back.”
After saying that, Nobunaga tilted his cup. On the other hand, Yoshinari Mori remained silent with the cup in his hand. The conversation between the two was about Yoshinari Mori accompanying Takeda’s battle. Yoshinari Mori had withdrawn from the front lines due to a shoulder injury and had been assisting Nobunaga in his political affairs since then. However, deep down, he had always been smoldering with regret. Yoshinari Mori noticed this when he was training Nagayoshi, but he forcibly sealed it away in the depths of his heart.
“I don’t expect you to go out in a glorious manner. Just answer how you want to handle it. Don’t worry about what others say. I will silence them.”
“My Lord…”
After bowing once, Yoshinari Mori emptied his cup. The strong alcohol that was poured down his throat burned, and Yoshinari Mori felt his whole body heat up. But he ignored it and bowed his head to Nobunaga again.
“I am unworthy, Yoshinari Morisaburo. I have a hard time giving up. That’s why I will follow the burning in my blood.”
Without showing a trace of hesitation, Yoshinari Mori declared, as if his previous troubled attitude had been a lie. Takeda’s battle meant that there was a slim chance of returning alive. If he died, he would no longer be able to assist Nobunaga. It was not an order from Nobunaga, but a conclusion he reached after careful consideration for his own sake.
“I await your report.”
However, Nobunaga lightly replied as if to say not to worry about it. Yoshinari Mori heard Nobunaga’s response and bowed his head even deeper.
“I will become a demon from now on.” With that declaration, Yoshinari Mori left his seat. Nobunaga, who remained, took a sip of the sake in his cup.
“Once the Takeda battle is over, firearms will become the main force in this world. This may be the last time we can boast of our valor.”
Firearms were already becoming the main force in the world. It was no exaggeration to say that the outcome of battles was determined by how many firearms one possessed. That’s why the Kōga and Iga clans were being praised. However, if Shizuko’s plan succeeded, Oda’s firearms unit would shine as the best in Japan. Even the Honganji Temple and Uesugi would pale in comparison. No matter how famous a general was, they could be killed by a single bullet fired by an unknown soldier. The era of individual valor was coming to an end. From now on, group tactics would be the basis, and commanders would be judged not by their combat abilities, but by their leadership and strategic skills.
“However, Yoshinari is also troublesome. If you want to go, you should just say so… I really worry about you.”
Nobunaga was about to say that, but suddenly remembered something and smiled faintly.
“No… I have been taken care of by you countless times. So, this will be my way of repaying your loyalty, Yoshinari.”
He poured sake into his cup himself. Nobunaga stared intently at the swaying surface of the sake.
“Yoshinari, go wild to your heart’s content. If there’s anyone foolish enough to try to stop you, I will behead them.”
As he said this, Nobunaga raised his cup high in the air and, as soon as he finished speaking, drank the sake in the cup.
Blood boilingGo and come back, Yoshinari.Nobunaga said this to Yoshinari Mori during a meal. Yoshinari Mori was taken aback by the sudden request and showed a bewildered expression while holding a cup. However, he quickly understood the meaning of Nobunaga's words.No, I IYoshinari Mori understood, but he was confused. He thought that it was not the right time for an old man who had withdrawn himself to suddenly come out. However, Nobunaga saw through his inner feelings of lingering attachment. That's why Nobunaga said:You should be satisfied with that. Settle it and come back.After saying that, Nobunaga tilted his cup. On the other hand, Yoshinari Mori remained silent with the cup in his hand. The conversation between the two was about Yoshinari Mori accompanying Takeda's battle. Yoshinari Mori had withdrawn from the front lines due to a shoulder injury and had been assisting Nobunaga in his political affairs since then. However, deep down, he had always been smoldering with regret. Yoshinari Mori noticed this when he was training Nagayoshi, but he forcibly sealed it away in the depths of his heart.I don't expect you to go out in a glorious manner. Just answer how you want to handle it. Don't worry about what others say. I will silence them.My LordAfter bowing once, Yoshinari Mori emptied his cup. The strong alcohol that was poured down his throat burned, and Yoshinari Mori felt his whole body heat up. But he ignored it and bowed his head to Nobunaga again.I am unworthy, Yoshinari Morisaburo. I have a hard time giving up. That's why I will follow the burning in my blood.Without showing a trace of hesitation, Yoshinari Mori declared, as if his previous troubled attitude had been a lie. Takeda's battle meant that there was a slim chance of returning alive. If he died, he would no longer be able to assist Nobunaga. It was not an order from Nobunaga, but a conclusion he reached after careful consideration for his own sake.I await your report.However, Nobunaga lightly replied as if to say not to worry about it. Yoshinari Mori heard Nobunaga's response and bowed his head even deeper.I will become a demon from now on. With that declaration, Yoshinari Mori left his seat. Nobunaga, who remained, took a sip of the sake in his cup.Once the Takeda battle is over, firearms will become the main force in this world. This may be the last time we can boast of our valor.Firearms were already becoming the main force in the world. It was no exaggeration to say that the outcome of battles was determined by how many firearms one possessed. That's why the Kga and Iga clans were being praised. However, if Shizuko's plan succeeded, Oda's firearms unit would shine as the best in Japan. Even the Honganji Temple and Uesugi would pale in comparison. No matter how famous a general was, they could be killed by a single bullet fired by an unknown soldier. The era of individual valor was coming to an end. From now on, group tactics would be the basis, and commanders would be judged not by their combat abilities, but by their leadership and strategic skills.However, Yoshinari is also troublesome. If you want to go, you should just say so I really worry about you.Nobunaga was about to say that, but suddenly remembered something and smiled faintly.No I have been taken care of by you countless times. So, this will be my way of repaying your loyalty, Yoshinari.He poured sake into his cup himself. Nobunaga stared intently at the swaying surface of the sake.Yoshinari, go wild to your heart's content. If there's anyone foolish enough to try to stop you, I will behead them.As he said this, Nobunaga raised his cup high in the air and, as soon as he finished speaking, drank the sake in the cup.
