![]() ![]() ![]() Horses were whinnying and stamping, and the excited voices of the warriors roared from both banks loudly enough to raise waves on the water. There was a similar camp on this bank as well. There were soldiers, but Nobunaga was nowhere to be seen. Curtains, bearing the Oda family crest, hung between several small rest huts and fluttered in the wind. ![]() On the other bank of the river, a makeshift camp lay between the embankment and the grassy plain above. Hidden in the tall grass, Hiyoshi let out a sigh. Disregard military preparations, and your life would be over very quickly. Whether euphemistically referred to as "river fishing" or "hawking" or "military swimming drills," for the warlords the sole object of these exercises was military preparedness. The Oda troops he had been waiting for since morning had come to the river and were already carrying out their maneuvers. Is it a battle? He raced through the grass, and after running about a hundred yards, he saw what was happening. I can't see anything, but there's something going on, he thought excitedly. Yellow dust rose near the upper reaches of the river. At the sound of a war cry, Hiyoshi looked around over the grass. ![]()
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