I am practicing in the Nianghua Warring States Period

"You're talking nonsense! How could my father possibly die?! You liar, how dare you tell me such a thing!" At this moment, Oda Nobuhime thought her father was the heaven, the omnipotent being. How could such a great man possibly die? It was impossible!

She casually pulled out the katana that was lying nearby and walked towards the low-ranking samurai who came to report the death. "Kneel down! I'll chop you into pieces, you bastard! You..."

Beidou Xinwei rushed over. No matter what, this low-level messenger should be innocent. He was just a worker. Why bother making things difficult for a worker? Beidou Xinwei rushed over and grabbed Oda Xinji's hand.

"Hey! Nobuhime, calm down!" Fortunately, Beidou was tall enough, otherwise ordinary Japanese people really couldn't stop this 1.6-meter-tall girl.

"Let me go! I will kill this bastard who talks nonsense! Dad... Dad... Ahhhhh!--" Having a vent, Oda Nobuhime grabbed Beidou Nobuo's shoulders and started to yell and cry.

The surrounding female warriors had already heard the noise and rushed over, and some close ministers also rushed over from outside. What everyone saw was a scene comparable to King Kong vs. Godzilla. Who would dare to go up and be cannon fodder? Someone with sharp eyes saw a samurai lying on the ground, dressed in mourning clothes, who had come to deliver the message. Something serious must have happened! And Oda Nobuhime was crying so hard...

Oh no! Is the world going to change?!

Politically astute warriors began brainstorming.

And Beidou Nobuo was kicked, stomped, bitten and scratched by Oda Nobuhime's crying and beating... It was a really strange feeling.

"Nobuhime, be strong." After all, it wasn't his father who died. Beidou Xinwei said softly in Oda Nobuhime's ear: "Everyone is watching!——"

But it didn't work at all.

The wailing girl clearly didn't care about anyone's opinion at all. She lay on Beidou Xinwei's body and cried for half an hour. This... was her true nature. How could anyone other than a strong man do this? Finally, after her voice became hoarse, the girl finally stopped crying.

Beidou Xinwei's body was almost covered in blood, with tears and snot all over his face, and he was scratching and tearing in anger.

Some ministers outside did not dare to speak, but just watched quietly. No one dared to step forward.

An ordinary girl's frailty would be described as pear blossoms in the rain, rain hitting banana leaves. But Oda Nobuhime didn't do that. Normally, she preferred a cool androgynous samurai look, but now, with eyes bloodshot from weeping, she walked step by step towards the mourning samurai who were kneeling beside her, not daring to speak.

"Is everyone here?" Oda Nobuhime looked at the people kneeling on the ground around her and took a deep breath.

The question was directed to Beidou Xinwei.

"I don't know." How would I know? I was just too busy hugging you. But he'd been working for three months already. He looked around and saw that almost everyone who was supposed to be there was there. "Some people should be on duty or on leave in the castle town. Should I call them..."

"Let them all come over here." Oda Nobuhime glanced at the other young men, and immediately some smart young men knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and escaped from this Shura field.

"You." Oda Nobuhime half-knelt before the samurai who had come to mourn, looking down at him. Her voice was hoarse but somewhat indifferent as she asked, "What's going on, Dad? Tell me clearly."

"Hayi!" The unfortunate samurai who had come to mourn knelt on the tatami, his head bowed to the ground, not daring to look up. "Yes, yes... last night. The lord suddenly suffered a stroke while dining. Despite the combined efforts of renowned doctors, he still couldn't... couldn't... died suddenly last night."

"Asshole! Asshole!" Even when she was angry, she could only curse a few words, such as "red deer" and "evil demon". Oda Nobuhime was so angry that her whole body was shaking.

"Gozen Tsuchida, please rush to attend the funeral..." The samurai who came to attend the funeral continued to explain the purpose of his visit.

"Get lost! Could that old woman have such a kind heart? Could it be..." Oda Nobuhime thought for a moment...

"Young Master... no, Lord!" A young man named Sasa Narimasa suddenly spoke from the side.

Sasa Narimasa was a few years older than Beidou Nobuyoshi, but that didn't negate the fact that he'd been beaten up numerous times by Beidou Nobuyoshi during training, and had developed PTSD. Of course, all of this was normal; what was unusual was that, compared to other "martial artists," he was actually quite fond of Confucianism. Hearing that Beidou Nobuyoshi's Chinese was incredibly good, he often followed him around hoping to hear a few words of "Chinese classical language."

After being hit three times, he finally woke up.

But this guy usually likes to show off. At this moment, he suddenly knelt in front of Oda Nobuhime and said, "As the sage said: If the name is not right, then the words will not flow, and if the words are not flowing, then the things will not be accomplished!

"Lord Yi ascended the position of head of the family early to stabilize people's hearts. The most urgent task now is to announce the funeral for the former master!"

"Slow down—that makes sense, Nei Zangzhu, but I need to think about it."

The speaker was Kawajiri Hidetaka. His mother was a distant relative of the Oda clan, due to nepotism. However, as the fourth child in the family, he had no inheritance rights. "Uchi Kuransuke" was Sassa Narimasa's nickname. They were good comrades, even close friends. As young men, they addressed each other casually.

"Why? Yobei?" Calling his best friend's nickname, Sasa Narimasa was a little dumbfounded. Why would his friend oppose him on such a big issue of principle?

"There's something fishy about this!" Kawajiri Hidetaka glanced at Beidou Nobuyoshi and quickly lowered his head. "Your Highness Nobuyoshi, was also... assassinated yesterday?"

"?!"

This word is used very cleverly.

"?! You mean?! My Lord..." Kawajiri Hidetaka's words shocked everyone.

"That's right." Beidou Xinwei nodded and walked over to Oda Nobuhime's side. He had just been tidying up his clothes, taking off his coat, which was stained with snot and tears. He finally walked over to Oda Nobuhime and looked down at the people kneeling on the ground. "I was indeed assassinated yesterday, so I have given it a lot of thought. The death of the former lord is indeed full of doubts, and his sudden death in his prime is an insulting lie. However, now is the best time to act."

"What do you mean?" Oda Nobuhime looked at Beidou Nobuyuki, hoping that the external brain could give a standard answer directly.

"We must go! It's only natural that you, 'Lord,' must attend the late lord's funeral." Beidou Xinwei suddenly changed the subject and said in front of everyone, "However, there are still some things we must do. For example: establish a new king in Kuno Castle. As the new head of the family, attend the funeral. Secondly... Lord, you must wear armor to attend this funeral, and it's best to bring more soldiers."

"Okay!" Oda Nobuhime's eyes suddenly turned red, and she gritted her teeth and said, "If I find out that Dad is really... I will kill... kill those bitches! Not a single one will be spared!"

Hatred soared to the sky, his voice trembled, but his grip tightened: "Then I will take two thousand people with me!"

Well, two thousand people.

Basically, it's equivalent to all the troops that Oda Nobuhime could mobilize, the whole family rushing in at once, right? Target: Northrend?

"My lord, that's not necessary. If we really go with two thousand men, it would be like starting a war. The former lord's body is still warm, and this is definitely not appropriate." Wouldn't that make him Duke Huan of Qi? The former lord's coffin has been in state for less than a year, and the brothers are already going to war! What kind of thing is this?

"...Huh." Oda Nobuhime, who had gradually calmed down, let out a long sigh and looked at Hokuto Nobuyuki. "Then, Avi, select three hundred men! Come with me to Suemori Castle. With you alone, it's like leading half the world's troops! At worst, we can slaughter our way through Suemori Castle and avenge my father!"

"..."

No matter how strong I am, I can't really be 1vs1000, right? Besides, how would I fight against a siege? Do you really think I'm Doraemon?

But no matter what, Beidou Xinwei is indeed the double-flowered red stick beside Oda Xinji, the most capable one. If he doesn't step forward, who will?

Chapter 22 Oda Nobuhime: I think you are a bit too extreme

The first bird to stick its head out gets shot. Beidou Xinwei now finally understands what this sentence means.

If the embankment is too high, the waves will destroy it; if the master stands out in the forest, his grandson will destroy him. This is perfectly normal; not being envied is mediocre. But being stopped on the street for no reason and stabbed, regardless of whether it's a man or a woman, is a physical and psychological insult! This isn't just a matter of Oda Nobuhime's father's passing.

Oda Nobuyuki and Lady Tsuchida are already on Beidou Nobuyoshi's death list.

"Sigh..." Beidou Xinwei sighed while packing his luggage.

"What's wrong?" Kikyo was a little confused. To be honest, what she had experienced in the past few days was really beyond the understanding of a country girl like her.

She and Hokuto Nobuyoshi were both housed in a side hall within the main castle. Last night was the fanciest accommodation Kikyo had ever experienced. However, for this easygoing heroine, the sleep quality was the same, whether living in a thatched cottage or in the main palace. She could endure hardships or live entirely on McDonald's. She just couldn't understand why Hokuto Nobuyoshi had started packing up after returning, and why the main castle... no, it seemed like the entire Furuno Castle was starting to stir.

"What happened? You seem... uneasy?" Kikyo knelt silently on the tatami beside Beidou Xinwei and said in a low but gentle voice, "Do you want me to help you clean up?"

"...Well, I have to go on a business trip." Beidou Xinwei's mentality was a little unstable as he looked at the beautiful girl beside him.

This fluctuation is even greater.

"When you have a sharp weapon in your hand, you will naturally feel murderous intent." After a long time, Beidou Xinwei carefully recalled what he had done recently.

After three months, the KD ratio is almost 0:50. This isn't just open, it's open! Beidou Xinwei reflects on his life. What made me so murderous?

It must be a cannibalistic feudal society! In such a society, you can't survive without cannibalism. You can't be a good person.

"Why did Avi say that?" Kikyo gently placed her hand on Beidou Xinwei's and whispered, "Avi's hand is the one that once protected me. How could it be a hand with murderous intent?"

"..." Uh, so literary? But seeing the other person blushing for a long time after saying a sentence, it's really...

If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that I was going to attend the funeral of my future father-in-law.

"Oh, thank you. I finally calmed down a bit."

The problem is that Beidou Xinwei is not a herbivorous, Asian-style male protagonist. When he meets this kind of beautiful girl who soothes his "kind heart", it is really a reverse assist.

The average herbivore male protagonist would immediately regain his kind heart after being comforted by such a kind female protagonist.

Beidou Xinwei, educated on class contradictions, instantly understood the contradiction—it wasn't like if I put the knife down, the world would be at peace. Quite the contrary, in order to obtain a scarce resource like a beautiful woman—for example, the one before me.

My knife cannot stop - this is the cannibalistic feudal society.

"Okay, don't help me pack the extra stuff. I should be back soon." He was hesitant in his heart, but his hands couldn't stop. Beidou Xinwei gently took Kikyo's hand away, picked up the katana beside him and walked out: "Don't leave the vicinity of Honmaru for the time being."

You still have to be careful when killing them, but watch me kill Oda Nobuyuki and his mother.

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On August 17th, Hokuto Nobuyasu and Oda Nobuhime led 300 people to Suemori Castle.

Furuno Castle was where Nagoya is today, and Suemori Castle...was also where Nagoya is today. Because Nagoya is Japan's largest heavy industrial base, this may still make people confused about the huge gap between the industrial and agricultural eras.

The straight-line distance between Naguno Castle and Suemori Castle is seven kilometers.

While it's unclear why there were two administrative units within seven kilometers, it's not uncommon for castles to be closer. Oda Nobuhide moved to Suemori Castle primarily to pave the way for Oda Nobuhime. Having dedicated his entire life to caring for his children, he had long known that Oda Nobuhime and Oda Nobuyuki were at odds, forming their own factions.

Father Xinxiu's intention was simple: to help Xinji while he was still alive. As for his second brother Xinxing, he was also his own son, and he didn't want him to suffer too much. He felt that while he was still alive, he could still handle it. Living another ten years wouldn't be a problem. By then, his children would be adults and would be able to resolve the sibling conflict.

This time, I feel completely at ease - I won’t even know how I died.

"Your Highness!"

Less than a kilometer away from the castle town of Suemori Castle, a horse-riding samurai suddenly rode over.

However, this was a time when both sides were afraid of each other. Xin Ji led a full three hundred people to the scene, and the entire team was instantly alert.

The horse-riding warrior who came to deliver the message shouted loudly from afar to the position that might be Oda Nobuhime: "Your Highness Nobuhime! Madam has arranged for the lord's funeral to be held at Manshō-ji Temple, and the body has been transported there in advance! Your Highness Nobuhime..."

“Bold!!!”

Beidou Nobuyoshi didn't feel anything because of his preconceived notion, but almost all the warriors on Oda Nobuhime's side were furious.

The leading warriors drew their bows and arrows and prepared to shoot the other party to death.

"How dare you talk to my lord while riding a horse! Get off!"

"Get off!"

Oh, so this is a taboo? Beidou Xinwei hadn't noticed, but on second thought, it made sense. How's that any different from turning the table while your boss picks up food? Furthermore, this was the feudal era, and the extremely class-based world of Japan's Warring States period.

"!!! Sorry, the news has been passed on!" The mounted warrior was startled and quickly turned his horse's head and rode away.

"Hmph, don't worry about him." Oda Nobuhime cast a deep glance at the samurai's back. She was now riding a bay horse, but unfortunately, she wasn't Huang Rong. She gritted her teeth, and judging by her red eyes, she wasn't entirely satisfied with what she was seeing.

"My lord." Maeda Toshiie looked at Oda Nobuhime's order to stop everyone from shooting the enemy, then took a few steps forward, knelt, and said, "The location is not even in the city, not even in Atsuta Shrine. It's in Manshō-ji Temple..."

The Oda clan's principal shrine was Atsuta Jingu, where Atsuta Daimyojin, the patron deity of the Oda clan, was enshrined (allegedly). The reason for this is relatively simple: the shrine is one of the oldest in Japan, dating back to the 2nd century AD, though likely not at its original location. Later, the Kusanagi sword, one of the Three Sacred Treasures, was also enshrined there, though it's no longer there. By recognizing this place as their principal shrine, the Oda clan might even have been a bit of a clinging figure. Regardless, Oda Nobuhide should have performed rituals on his own territory.

But in that case, the address would be under the control of Oda Nobuhime.

"I haven't arrived yet, and they actually dared to carry away my father's body overnight!!!" This problem was much more serious in ancient times. Oda Nobuhime snorted coldly.

"Now we should worry about whether they have deployed a large army in an ambush." ​​Kawajiri Hidetaka knelt on the ground and said, "My lord, we must not act hastily. If we think about it carefully, we should first gather information and then..."

"What are you still trying to find out?" Oda Nobuhime whipped the opponent's armor with her whip. Don't worry, it won't hurt too much... Well, it shouldn't: "Everyone charge!"

"Calm down, Xinji." Beidou Xinwei offered another option: "Let's send someone to investigate. This will be good for everyone."

"...Huh." Oda Nobuhime took a deep breath and nodded dully: "Okay."

Kawajiri Hidetaka: ...Are we talking about the same thing, or even the same words? Is the gap between people even greater than that between people and dogs? The clown is actually me?

"But what if there really is an ambush? It's like the Hongmen Banquet..." Sasa Narimasa ran over and knelt on the ground, beginning to mourn: "This is simply Xiang Yu inviting Liu Bang..."

"It doesn't matter. Xiang Yu later died, and Liu Bang later became the emperor." Beidou Xinwei actually supported Oda Xinji at this time. Seeing that the morale of the others around him was somewhat low, he knew that the morale could not be dispersed at this time, otherwise the team would be really impossible to lead.

"That makes sense! -Avi." Oda Nobuhime looked at Beidou Nobuyuki and asked a question she knew the answer to: "If you come with me to Wanshou Temple, we may encounter an ambush with more people than us. Are you afraid?"

Get out of the way, I'm trying to show off!

"Sacrifice is the foundation of a family; life is the currency of a warrior—rest assured." Beidou Xinwei said calmly, something he himself hardly believed: "If the other side makes any small move, I will kill everyone in the mourning hall and bury them with the former master! Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skulls to the Skull Throne!"

"...Avi." Oda Nobuhime was very moved. This is indeed the man who is willing to go through fire and water for me!

Also, also...are you a little too extreme?

Chapter 23: Notorious

In fact, the matter is not that serious. Everyone knows Hirate Masahide, who was the first and most important retainer of the Oda family.

Although he was Oda Nobuhime's teacher, he was also a key vassal of Oda Nobuhide. He usually traveled back and forth between Suemori Castle and Nafuno Castle, and at this very moment, he was in Suemori Castle, witnessing the entire upheaval! Naturally, with him mediating, everyone still held on to a last glimmer of hope.

The group arrived at Wansong Temple. The temple was not big, covering an area of ​​about 10,000 square meters, of course most of it was open space.

Now, in these open spaces, two living people are on the verge of a fight.

It is said that three hundred monks came here to pray. What does three hundred monks mean?

Oda Nobuhime only brought 300 men with her, and many of these monks hadn't shaved their heads (a Japanese tradition?). I don't know if they were monks or just people who had been ambushed.

"Nobuhime is here?" Mrs. Tsuchida looked at the corpse in front of her indifferently.

It was Oda Nobuhide, the Tiger of Owari, the man beside her, her husband, and her sworn enemy who made her so rich - she didn't know if her bed could hold so many people at once.

But this body has been dead for two days now, and although there are some antiseptic methods, it's best to find a place to bury it in August, otherwise it will really attract flies.

"Yes, it should be about a mile away from the temple gate now."

There were a lot of bigwigs sitting in this temple, including Hirate Masahide, Hayashi Michikatsu, Shibata Katsuie and others.