When the situation is favorable.
Our own soldiers go to the enemy camp to challenge. If the enemy army cannot retreat, the morale of our own soldiers will be greatly boosted.
This is actually a way to boost morale.
But when the situation was at a disadvantage, the war seemed hopeless.
Only by fighting hard can we achieve success. But the enemy army is as calm as an old dog, showing no flaws. This greatly damaged our own morale.
When Matsudaira Kagetora led the dejected northern samurai back to Osaka Castle.
Oda Nobumasa led some daimyo to come out to greet them.
The daimyo's eyes flickered, and their hearts became even more shaken. Oda Nobumasa gave a strong laugh, came to Matsudaira Kagetora, bowed and said: "Kagetora-sama is worthy of being the best in the world. King Wu Nian of Han does not dare to fight with you."
Matsudaira Kagetora knew that this was a casual comment, but he had to nod his head and said: "Nobumasa-sama is right. Wu Nian can't shrink, so he talks about being brave and good at fighting, compared to Xiang Yu. He is just a coward."
"Spread this news. Prepare a banquet to celebrate."
"Yes." Oda Nobumasa cheered up and bowed in response.
Immediately, Osaka Castle burst into laughter. Xiao Xing invited a few singers and musicians who stayed in the city to have a banquet, sing and dance, and cheer loudly.
But all samurai and daimyo knew that this might be the last hurray.
If Toyotomi Daikichi hadn't made any rescue move before the food was all gone.
Osaka Castle will be captured by the Han army.
Time passed and three months passed.
Summer is approaching and autumn is coming. This year's Fuso is in good weather again. On the land outside the scope of the war, farmers cultivated the land deeply, the crops grew vigorously, and a bumper harvest was already nailed on the iron plate.
Inside Osaka Castle. Forty to fifty thousand Toyotomi troops fought in vain. Food is almost at the bottom.
The morale of the defenders in the city has dropped to freezing point. Even the warriors from the north were partially shaken.
Precarious.
Honmaru, inside a house. Matsudaira Kagetora and Oda Nobu sat opposite each other, silent. Although he was in a desperate situation, Matsudaira Kagetora still kept himself clean and looked and behaved as usual.
Oda Nobumasa did not have the self-restraint skills of Matsudaira Kagetora. His face was covered with stubble, his eyes were sunken, his clothes were a bit sloppy, and he exuded a strong aura of despair.
"The daimyo are complaining and can no longer hold on." Oda Nobumasa said with a decadent look on his face.
Matsudaira Kagetora glanced at him and said, "Nobumasa-sama. Are you afraid of death?"
"Of course I'm not afraid of death." Oda Nobumasa replied angrily, like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His fur suddenly exploded.
"Since we are not even afraid of death, what is there to be afraid of? If the city is destroyed, we will commit seppuku." Matsudaira Kagetora said calmly.
"Seppuku is not terrible. What is terrible is the waiting time before committing seppuku. Although. Although I am desperate. But I still hope that the general can send troops to rescue us." Oda Nobumasa was once again decadent and said with his head lowered.
"Yes. I still hope that the shogun can find a way. But what can the shogun do? He can't protect himself. The world of the Toyotomi family can't even last a lifetime."
Matsudaira Kagetora sighed, stood up and walked to the door of the room, looking up at the sky. It was a sunny day today, but his mood seemed to be cloudy and rainy.
All is lost.
What a move. Let the garrison of Osaka Castle increase.
If I only have 10,000 elite soldiers, I can have enough food for three years. Trapped in an isolated city, so what. Three years is too long and anything can happen.
But now only eight months have passed. If we save some food, we can still last until May and June.
But the morale of the military has completely fluctuated. The daimyo and military commanders all had their own agendas, and even the samurai from the north were shaken.
I can't hold on for another year.
The city's destruction is just around the corner.
And there was nothing I could do.
If possible, I want to die on the way to charge. He died under the horse of Wu Nian, King of Han Dynasty.
But.
"Hey." Matsudaira Kagetora sighed quietly and lowered his head.
............
Unlike Toyotomi's army, the morale of the Han army's soldiers remained high. Last year there was a bumper harvest of hibiscus and they were not worried about food problems at all.
The Han army's rations were extremely rich, with plenty of meat, eggs, and milk.
Originally, the Fuso people's food rations were very simple. Mainly vegetarian. Therefore, Fuso people are generally short.
The Han army's rations were so rich, plus they practiced from time to time. The bodies of Fuso Ten Thousand Houses of Soldiers grew stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Most of Fusang's tens of thousands of soldiers are ordinary soldiers, that is, farmers or hunters. They don't care about martial arts or not.
The food of the Han army is good and the treatment is high. Their support for the King of Han was terrifyingly strong.
Han army, Wang Gui's camp.
Inside the Chinese army's tent.
Wu Nian sat on the commander's seat and discussed with Wang Gui about the use of troops tonight. On the long desk, there is a drawing of Osaka Castle.
Information such as the deployment of troops in the city, the location of granaries, etc. is recorded in great detail.
This is not the information that the Imperial City Division of the Han Army heard, but someone sent it.
And not alone.
There were many daimyo in the city who expressed their willingness to serve as internal collaborators for the Han army and to cooperate internally and externally to conquer Osaka Castle.
Wu Nian and Wang Gui discussed for a long time and decided to use the imperial guard Wanhu as the main force. The rest of the troops are responsible for responding.
Action tonight.
The number of soldiers is not large, but elite. Although there were tens of thousands of Fusang troops surrounding him, Wu Nian could not fully trust their fighting power.
If the army swarms up. If Matsudaira Kagetora suddenly appears in the city, he may use an Arrancar to cause the army to collapse.
Then he lost everything.
Thousands of Fusang households can guard the camp and wave flags and shout. It is not a problem for Wang Gui's Ouchi guards to cooperate with the daimyo in the city to conquer Osaka Castle.
After the agreement, Wu Nian raised his head and smiled at Wang Gui and said: "Osaka Castle has fallen. Now on Higashi Fuso, the daimyo who are still obeying the command of Toyotomi Daikichi will definitely collapse."
"Brother. We will soon pacify Fusang and return to Liaodong."
"Congratulations, king. He became the first king in history to invade and conquer Fusang." Wang Gui was very smart and complimented with a smile and cupped fists.
"You're such a sycophant." Wu Nian scolded him with a smile, but he felt very satisfied inside.
Although there are reasons for this and that.
There are benefits of this and that.
But in attacking Fuso, his own will prevailed. Willingness is the main driving force.
Nothing else.
He wanted to conquer Fusang.
"It's June now. My wish to go to Mount Fuji to watch the cherry blossoms and have a dinner party cannot be fulfilled. But a simple dinner party is simple."
"And Edo Castle. That is the Tokyo of later generations."
"I'm here in Wu year."
"I conquered Fuso."
Wu Nian's heart was filled with joy.
