I am practicing in the Nianghua Warring States Period

The Muyi people were a more specialized offshoot of the Mahui people. Instead of wearing flags on their backs, they wore "muyi." Muyi consisted of cloth stretched into a large ball on a bamboo frame. During battle, they wore it for decoration and identification. Some also said it provided protection from arrows, but it's unclear what protection a single layer of cloth could offer. It's probably a psychological effect.

Translated, "Akamoe-no-Yoshi" and "Kuroe-no-Yoshi" are similar to "Red Guards" (like those playing football) and "Black Guards" (Prussian translation style). The Soviet translation is "First Black Horse Guards." The reason "Hatamoto" is more famous than "Bamai-no-Yoshi" is mainly because it was Tokugawa Ieyasu who had the last laugh. The Tokugawa family used the term differently from others, calling it "Hatamoto," and it was still used that way until the end of the Edo Shogunate.

"I see—it doesn't matter which one I join, you can do whatever you want, whatever you want." Even before getting married, they already had the aura of getting married—you can do whatever you want, whatever you want—and this kind of words just came out of their mouths. "But today is my first day at work, can you give me a look? You want me to train, what kind of training?"

"Ahem! Since you said so, then just join the Red Mother Clan - although the black ones are handsome, the red ones are more handsome!" Oda Nobuhime waved her hands, put her hands on her waist, raised her head, and acted like she was commanding thousands of troops, giving orders!

But there were only a few dozen guards in front of her. "Can I help you modify your armor? Hmm... change it. The rope is almost broken, and the armor is almost worn away."

Dou Xinwei looked down at his armor. It wasn't a Syrian battle-damaged version, but it was more like a playful version. It was torn and tattered. Zail armor was made up of armor plates strung together. And armor meant both helmet and armor. Most Japanese samurai didn't have helmets. "Armor" referred to the inner leather padding called "katana," which could be curved after shaping to protect against impact. "Armor" referred to the outer armor plates.

If you were even more impressive, you could have worn two layers of armor. First, you'd have to be somewhat cautious about your life, and second, you'd have excellent physical fitness. I heard that when Yezhupi entered the Pass, there were some tough men wearing three layers of armor—how fearful of death must they be? But they must have been incredibly fit. Japan? Well... there are plenty of armor artifacts from the Warring States period, so that basically proves there weren't any examples of those wearing more than two layers.

“No need.” Beidou Xinwei “looked” at his own battlefield mall.

The equipment store unlocked by the system was mentioned in Chapter 1. However, I had only killed a few people at that time, which was not enough to buy anything in it.

I can upgrade my battlefield gear now. After practicing daily quests and diligently killing people on and off the battlefield, I've already upgraded to the battlefield gear. However, I only have 3300 points now, which is enough to buy just one armored top or pants. Want a full set? Just wait and see. As for mounts? You can upgrade them, but shouldn't I upgrade my gear first, then my mount?

"I'll figure out the armor and the mount myself," Beidou Xinwei said.

"Don't be so polite to me." Oda Nobuhime looked a little unhappy, but despite her personality, she didn't dare to continue. The reason was simple: Samurai were not to be bullied, just like those who practiced Qigong or the Golden Elixir were not to be bullied. (Though they were bullied for about three hundred years during the Edo period.)

"I didn't intend to be polite with you - okay. Let's get to know our colleagues." Beidou Xinwei lowered his head, just like Charizard looked at Growlithe, and looked down at a group of 1.4-meter-tall people.

"Come, let me introduce you." Oda Nobuhime called out the names one by one, this is so-and-so, that is so-and-so. However, she highlighted a few names: "This is Maeda Shiro Toshiie of the Akame-no-Ki clan. You've met him. I heard you saved his father. This is Sasagoro Narimasa of the Kuro-no-Ki clan..."

Come, let’s find the differences: What do these Red Mother Clothes people and Black Mother Clothes people have in common?

There are two reasons: 1. They are all sons of various lords, and basically the fathers of these sons have a say in Owari.

2. These sons are not the eldest sons in the family. These sons of their father basically have no say in front of their father.

"Oh... I see." Beidou Xinwei nodded. It turned out that there were only two eldest sons in this family. One was himself, his only son; the other was Oda Nobuhime (the eldest son)! - These ministers sent their second sons, who had no right to inherit, to serve as retainers of the eldest son... "I have a question for you, Nobuhime."

"what's up?"

"Where have all the eldest sons of these families been sent?"

"My brother Nobuyuki's place."

"I see." Beidou Xinwei chuckled, cleared his throat, and said, "Congratulations, you have such a great start."

"Huh?" Oda Nobuhime didn't quite understand. Was this a perfect start? No matter how you looked at it, it was a disaster. So she quietly pulled Beidou Nobumi aside, leaving dozens of guards alone. She whispered to Beidou Nobumi, "Avi, are you having a heatstroke? I'm the second son in the family, and no one can help. How can you call this a perfect start? Where am I winning?"

"Because these people are the second sons of their families, they have no inheritance rights. However, they are your personal guards and are already tied to your interests. When you later grant them their family fiefs, which were not originally theirs, they will naturally be grateful. However, the eldest sons of those families already have inheritance rights, and the lands originally belonged to them. They will not appreciate your kindness."

"...That makes sense. I formed my own army because my family's elders and important retainers all disliked me." Oda Nobuhime stroked her chin and asked, "But the only problem here is: Why should I be granted fiefdoms? I have no excuse."

"Ah, your brother even dared to assassinate you. He's definitely going to rebel in the future." Beidou Xinwei clenched his fist and said, "These people's families will definitely join in the rebellion. If they seize all their territories, they'll have an excuse!"

"That makes sense!——"

From this moment on.

Oda Nobuhime had an external brain.

"It just so happens that I just recently established these people. You can be the president of the Red Mother Clothes Group and the Black Mother Clothes Group." Oda Nobuhime pointed at the people in front of her and suddenly smiled cleverly: "After all, I still trust you the most."

"? This is not good, right? This is your Ma Huizhong, and I'm just taking over your place. What will these people think..."

"It doesn't matter. We just established it a few days ago—by drawing lots." Oda Nobuhime shrugged, looking nonchalant. "If you can train these people into excellent generals, or at least excellent warriors, I'll be very grateful. Oh, fight as you like, they're all second sons in the family anyway."

Yes, this is true history. The core inner guards of the famous Oda clan were chosen by drawing lots (something Maeda Toshiie himself complained about when he was old).

"? Are you sure that any way I train my soldiers is fine?" Beidou Xinwei glanced at the group of young warriors who were standing or sitting in an awkward manner.

"I am sure!"

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"You bunch of bastards, stop wasting time! What idiots are you? You are the lowest maggots and lice! The lowest creatures in the universe, listen up! Bugs! My pleasure is to enjoy your painful expressions. You are panting and limp like an old man's useless (beep~), don't you feel ashamed? If you still have eggs, try masturbating here! You are just a bunch of street prostitutes. How can you, the trash who can't even withstand a single blow from me, have the right to wail in pain? You should just disembowel yourself on the battlefield to avoid bringing shame to the family! - You..."

Oda Nobuhime stared at the way Beidou Nobumi was training his troops.

Skill Training【Lv.02】(135/150)

Obtain the skill "Sister Mao's Marine Corps Dirty Words Training Manual":

Skill Analysis: This training method is suitable for medieval armies. Although it cannot produce a battle-hardened army, it can still be used to train a group of thieves who basically obey orders.

Chapter 20: Just died like that?

Only by winning over some, punishing some, and eliminating some, could the medieval rights-protecting rulers come to power with peace of mind. As the old saying goes: "A new emperor chooses new ministers"; as Yan Xishan said: "The emperor of a new dynasty wants to kill people."

The ministers generally held a negative attitude towards Oda Nobuhime, having historically considered her unreliable; in today's worldview, she was viewed with even more skepticism. Most people turned to support Nobuhime's younger brother, Oda Nobuyuki. Everyone happily rushed to rekindle Oda Nobuyuki's "cold stove," forcing him to prosper.

Unable to effectively win over the important ministers, Oda Nobuhime took a different approach and recruited the second sons of these ministers, who had no inheritance rights, into her personal guard. The samurai were not simply a military unit; the daily administrative work of Furuno Castle also required the participation of these newly appointed minors. Politically, this was a way to avoid antagonizing the important ministers. This had not yet reached the true level of "collapse of rituals and music" seen at the end of the Japanese Warring States period (though it was already quite broken).

As mentioned earlier, Oda Nobuhime and her family, the Tanjo Tadashi family, were actually a branch of the Oda family. Her father, Oda Nobuhide, had a boss, Oda Nobutomo, a figure on the order of Emperor Xian of Han, his entire life. Yet, like Cao Cao, her father never formally "rebelled." This, to some extent, evokes a touch of the charm of classical Japanese times: a rift, but not a complete break. This is also why Oda Nobuhime's habitual strategy was to win over the younger sons of Owari's veteran retainers. She clearly disagreed with these retainers, yet she sought to appease them.

Three months passed in a flash, and it was August, the harvest season was about to arrive.

Beidou Xinwei didn't do anything big in the past three months. Its main focus was to build a great reputation in Guye City.

Look around the four streets of Guye City and find out who the father is!

August 15, 1550, was a good day. Beidou Xinwei was having a very happy day, and on this day he was on his way home from get off work.

Was assassinated.

"Excuse me, you are the young swordsman of Kune City, His Highness Beidou Xinwei, correct?"

A polite question interrupted Beidou Xinwei's after-get off work thoughts. He had originally traveled to the feudal era, hoping to experience the life of a superior person. But he discovered... hey! It really was a superior life. Look at the difference in the titles. The Young Sword Saint? He simply beat that invincible Kunojo.

"Who are you?" But Beidou Xinwei vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Because the system lights up, the opponent is in red name!

"Excuse me, I heard your swordsmanship is incredibly evil!" Like a character from a Japanese swordplay film, the other party started nagging and being extremely "polite." But he slowly drew his sword. "Though he appears loyal, he's actually a man who knows no gentleness! He's defeated all the samurai in Furuno Castle, so we have no choice but to personally put an end to him... Ah!"

The problem was, this guy wasn't a real Japanese. He'd never seen a Japanese swordplay movie in his life. He had no idea about the customs and habits of the lower classes in District 11. He had no idea that the rule of "dao" was to listen to the other person's words. He had no idea what "small courtesy but no great righteousness" meant. He only knew that a dozen people had suddenly appeared on the street, blocking him on his way home from get off work.

The dozen or so warriors on the other side were all "red names"! Their health bars were showing—OK, he said it was time to attack. A group of wild warriors wore no armor at all, and the leader was beheaded by Beidou Xinwei with a single blow. Then, a dozen wild warriors poured out from both sides of the narrow streets of Samurai Town. Every confrontation was filled with tension and danger...

And it's exciting.

"Crack! Ding!——"

The besieging warriors reacted as if they had seen a ghost. A true siege was a simultaneous attack from all sides, stabbed from every angle. Even a peerless master would be stabbed like a hornet's nest at close range—but! But! Beidou Xinwei, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, easily intercepted all attacks in the same direction. He dodged attacks as lightly as the wind, his ghostly sword dance transforming into a silver whirlwind.

The main thing is that the blocking attack button is lit, and you can instantly counterattack after blocking.

Sometimes he swung his sword horizontally, knocking down the blades of two enemies at the same time; sometimes he thrust his sword straight forward, accurately piercing the enemy's chest - mainly because the attack button lit up.

Sometimes he used clever footwork to get behind the enemy and kill them with one sword - his positioning and attack were the main skill.

Every strike was clean and efficient, without any hesitation, a single strike guaranteed to kill! ——The main reason was that the opponents only had 1 HP, and they were all NPCs, so there was nothing much to say.

As time went by, in just a minute, the streets were littered with corpses. It was probably the real physics engine, and perhaps the Bloody DLC had been loaded. Here were the slain wild samurai... there were the slain wild samurai here, there were the slain wild samurai there.

[… Ding, killed a wild warrior; EXP +50; Honor Points +100, Conquest Points +50.]

[Ding! Your swordsmanship has reached level 10! (Lv10) (50/1000)——

Unlocked Skill: New Year's Greetings Sword Technique (Upgradeable)

Your attack can target a 1x2 meter area in front of you.

"Fuck!" This is the first reaction of a serious Chinese person to such a thing. A dozen people suddenly surrounded him. Then he killed them and scattered corpses all over the ground, blood flowing everywhere. Smelling the bloody smell in the air, Avi's heart suddenly flashed with a trace of pity.

About 0.01 milliseconds.

"He-tui! You deserved it!" He uttered a curse in Chinese, but Chinese was the only option at this point. If you want to know how good his oral skills are, you'd have to be a parent in Zuan for eight years! "Fuck you, you sneak attacked me with Dogecoin! What the hell! You're going to die just like that? I'll pull your fucking uterus out, cut it into eight pieces, and put them on your father's tombstone! You guys..."

After three months of peace, he was suddenly stabbed. As everyone knows, swords have no eyes - if you parry, you will easily encounter "fast and slow swords", and it is impossible to block all attacks under the frequent attacks.

At the beginning, I was hit three times - my health was basically fully recovered.

"Bang! Bang!" Suddenly, there was a sound of knocking on wood. Then, just like in any police drama, the Chief of Public Security came running over with seven or eight foot soldiers carrying spears. The samurai town was actually built similarly to a hutong. While there were no walled courtyards, the streets between the courtyards were neither wide nor very long.

So the body parts scattered around, the hot blood still flowing out of the corpses, and even the corpses that were still twitching, instantly gave the young foot soldiers who ran over PTSD, and they almost vomited after a series of dry heaves.

Even the most experienced warriors had never seen such a bloody scene.

"This...this...ah? Is it His Highness Beidou?" His voice was trembling.

"...Huh? Ah Quan?" Beidou Xinwei turned around. Oh, who was it? It was Gouzi!

Isn't this Maeda Toshiie? (nicknamed Inu Chiyo, people who know him usually call him A-Quan, which translates to "dog"; in Northeastern dialect, it's called "Gousheng (slightly pronounced like Zeng)zi").

"Why are you here?" Beidou Xinwei waved the knife, and the grease and blood on it fell off.

"I, I'm on duty at the Public Security Bureau today." Maeda Toshiie witnessed the first time that Hokuto Nobuo killed people, killing them in large numbers and in scattered pieces. This scene directly caused an indelible trauma in his heart.

For the next 20 years, he didn't dare to challenge Nobuyoshi Hokuto. The main reason was that the three months of training had already worn away the rebellious spirit that some of the Oda clan's young retainers had harbored against Nobuyoshi Hokuto. Similarly, this direct mental stimulation left him bewildered but deeply shocked: "You, sir, killed all these people?"

"Oh, yes. Someone blocked my way home and tried to assassinate me. I have something else to do and need to go home quickly." Beidou Xinwei stopped pretending to be cool, but he was still quite worried about Kikyo's condition.

However, in his own system's [Retainer Column], Kikyo has never entered combat status, so Beidou Xinwei is relatively relieved - but also worried.

"Eh? Sir—" Seeing Beidou Xinwei running home, Maeda Toshiie was confused and wanted to ask him to stay and take a statement. But when the words came to his lips, he didn't dare to shout out.

"Seal off the scene." Hokuto Nobuyoshi swaggered off. Faced with the bodies strewn across the ground, Maeda Toshiie calmed down. He decisively ordered the foot soldiers, "Also, have someone report today to Hirate Goro-sama! That His Highness Hokuto has been assassinated! Have him seal the city gates."

"Yes!"

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After returning home, Hokuto Nobuyoshi took the confused Kikyo directly to Nakuru Castle where Oda Nobuhime was.

Due to strategic issues, Oda Nobuhide had to fight against the Saito clan in Mino to the north and the Imagawa clan in Mikawa to the southeast, so he took up residence in Suemori Castle, leaving Oda Nobuhime in charge of Nagoya Castle.

Beidou was worried about Kikyo's safety, so he left her directly in the main castle of Kuno Castle.

"Oh? It's been three months since we last met?" Oda Nobuhime saw Kikyo this time.

The first thing that came to mind was, "You're going to fight me in the future! I was obviously the first one!" The two beautiful girls met again, and one was basically on edge while the other was calm.

Kikyo didn't think about it at all.

"Yes, it's an honor to see you again." Kikyo was taken to the Honmaru of Kuno Castle overnight, looking bewildered. However, on the way here, she had heard Beidou talk about his assassination attempt. "This time, it was Lord Avi who brought me before you. It's a great honor..."

"Hey Xinji." Beidou Xinwei didn't even have time to change his clothes and was still covered in blood: "Can you please take care of me first?"

"Ah, that's nothing." Oda Nobuhime waved her hand carelessly and laughed heartily. "This is a true samurai of my Oda clan. I've heard from Aquan that one man, with only one sword, beheaded fourteen people. And he was attacked one-sidedly in such a narrow street. Even a true sword master couldn't defeat you, right? And Aquan said you weren't injured, weren't you?"

It was clear that Oda Nobuhime had rigorously questioned Beidou Nobuyoshi about his injuries. She kept her eyes on Beidou Nobuyoshi, but saw no signs of injury. That's why she laughed so carefree—she was a relatively sensitive girl, but she seemed quite carefree.

…That’s because my breathing technique is so effective! I didn’t let Maeda Toshiie see that I’m also a wounded man.

Oda Nobuhime said that this was a small matter, then nodded and motioned Kikyo to come closer.

"But 'over there' is really going too far. Assassinating me is fine, but why did they want to assassinate you?" Oda Nobuhime sat on the tatami and slapped the decorative armrest beside her in anger. "How audacious! Tomorrow I'll go to Suemori Castle myself and complain to my father! Don't worry, you'll come with me tomorrow! Hmph... let my father handle it!"

The morning of November 8.

News came that Oda Nobuhide died suddenly last night.

The father-in-law appears in three chapters.

Gone.

Chapter 21: How the Demon King Was Made

Old Oda was already in his forties. If nothing went wrong, forty wasn't a huge hurdle for a man, easily enough. Not to mention, Oda Nobuhide himself was in excellent physical condition, and was quite capable of riding a horse, fighting, or stabbing his enemies or concubines.

The idea of ​​sudden death in prime age is a bit nonsense, because as long as the history books dare to write the word "sudden death", it can basically be considered an accidental death.

Even Beidou Nobuyuki, who had seen a lot of ups and downs, felt that Oda Nobuhime's house was too lively.

Generally speaking, conflicts between brothers are definitely caused by the unkindness of the elders in the family; I have never heard of two parents with good personalities suddenly giving birth to a newborn with a genetic mutation.

"Na Jiadou?! (What did you say?)" My heart was beating fast, my hands were shaking, and I couldn't utter a word.

Beidou Xinwei had just woken up for work that morning and clocked in to visit Oda Nobuhime. He saw a low-ranking samurai, dressed in white, kneeling before her, her mourning announcement. No one around her dared to breathe. Oda Nobuhime herself was shouting harshly, her face turning from green to red, then white, a dazzling array of colors.

"Your Highness, last night, our Lord was struck by a sudden storm and died in Mosen City. Madam, please hasten to Mosen City to attend the funeral!"

"...Aaaaaaa!" This is pretty much the reaction of an eighteen-year-old girl upon hearing her father was gone. Not everyone can accept the death of a loved one, let alone something as ridiculous as "sudden death." He was fine yesterday, and today, he's gone without a trace.

Oda Nobuhime screamed several times in impotent rage, and the entire main castle could hear these almost shrill screams. And Beidou Nobuyoshi, who had just heard the news, saw Oda Nobuhime kick the person who brought the death directly into the air.

Her bright eyes were bloodshot, and from a distance, they looked as if they had completely turned blood red. Oh, I almost forgot to mention her nickname, Demon King. Turns out... it wasn't just a nickname for a chuunibyou.