Chapter 730 13. Poor Dan Is Seriously Ill

He left behind thousands of soldiers and his legitimate son Tokugawa Nobuyasu to stay at Okazaki Castle. After renovating for a night, the Orita Allied Forces marched towards Shitarahara with a crowd of 55,000 people.

At this time, the Yamauchi army was actively preparing for Kiyotawara's camp and defense. The Yamauchi generals agreed that since Oda Nobunaga was here, they might as well wait for him for a day or two. With the initiative in hand, you can advance and retreat freely.

"Half a mile ahead, the mountains are full of military formations and the camps are tight!" Morinaga, who came forward to inspect the position for Oda Nobunaga, knelt down on one knee and reported to Oda Nobunaga loudly.

"How deep is the water in the Rengo River?" Oda Nobunaga stopped his horse and looked at the terrain in all directions.

"The deepest part of the river is only up to the calf."

It's almost the beginning of winter now. The reason for the small amount of water is because of the rain. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether it would be able to cover the feet. Most of Japan's rivers are like this. Limited by many geographical factors such as topography and environment, many rivers have short runoff, but their flow is very large in the rainy season, but they stop flowing in the dry season.

"Tell me the key points of the danger!" Nobunaga did not test the depth of the water, but Mori Naga was sure that he would not fool him.

"Your Highness's team can be stationed at Kukurakuji Mountain to control the overall situation. Tenjin Mountain can be handed over to His Highness the Young Lord, Midou Mountain can be handed over to Kiriyama Kitahata Hall, and the east of Kukakuji Mountain and Chalama Mountain can be handed over to the generals. The whole army can be guarded by the generals. Opened in half, it can be used both defensively and offensively.”

"Get a map!" Nobunaga looked at the terrain carefully along the way and had a general idea. He agreed to Morinagako's suggestion, but he was still afraid of making mistakes and erred on the side of caution.

"What do you think Mikawa Mamoru?"

"What Katsuzo said is very appropriate. The Mikawa generals are stationed at Matsuo Mountain! They spread out along the mountain system and reach the riverside." Tokugawa Ieyasu roughly mentioned the location with his finger drawing.

"Okay! Let's set up the formation like this!"

"Fujiro!" Nobunaga turned around and called Hideyoshi Hashiba.

"Your Highness, just give me your orders!" In fact, people rely on their clothes and horses rely on their saddles.

Some people don't have that kind of temperament, and they don't look like a prince when they put on a dragon robe. You can tell by looking at them that they are not a toy. However, Hashiba Hideyoshi has now shown his sharpness. He wears a Tang crown-shaped bag on his head, wears a white majestic belly roll, and is 1.4 meters tall, but he can still show his good general style, which makes people look at him with admiration.

"Along the Lianwu River, build a horse defense fence, dig the earth into a trench, and then use the earth as a barrier, divided into three sections, with an opening every seventy bays."

"Understood!" Hashiba Hideyoshi responded loudly.

The various groups of the Oda Army immediately began to set up their camps. Although there was a natural barrier like the Lianwu River, it was obvious that the Yamauchi Army would not ignore such a huge presence of the Oda Army.

When the Oda Army arrived, the Yamauchi Army's Monoken reconnaissance cavalry began to cross the river continuously to test the number and formation of the Oda Army. The Yamauchi Army also continued to make adjustments to local deployments based on the reports.

Although the joint battle has not yet begun, fierce testing has already broken out!

Unfortunately, the weather was not kind, and it rained again in the Lianwu River area that night. Since the Yamauchi army arrived two days early, the layout was still complete. Some of the formation buildings had been constructed, and the village had been occupied, so the army was well placed.

The Oda Army seemed to be in a hurry here. The cold rain caught the Oda Army off guard, but Oda Nobunaga didn't seem too anxious. Wearing a raincoat, he kept staring closely at the formation of the Yamauchi army on the opposite side. He looked at Hashiba Hideyoshi, who was fighting against the mud in the rain and building a horse fence, with a stern face.

"Fujiro, the opposite camp is strong, where do you think Heita-chan is?"

"Between the main formation and the first mover!" Hashiba Hideyoshi guessed it right.

"Why?" Oda Nobunaga obviously thought so too.

"Danzheng is not a brave man who wears strong armor and fights to defeat the enemy, but a wise general who possesses pearls of wisdom and has a keen eye to see the overall situation! That's when he can make a breakthrough on either the left or right wing or take the initiative. "

"You and I have known Xiaoping for too many years?"

"It's been fourteen or five years, or longer..."

"Have you ever thought about meeting on the battlefield?" Inadvertently, Nobunaga waved a varnished bamboo stick in his hand.

"Hehehehe...probably..." Hideyoshi Hashiba didn't say he had thought about it, or that he hadn't thought about it.

The two consecutive days of rain were something neither army expected. They thought that after the last rain, a dry and cold early winter would usher in, but the climate of the Little Ice Age was really unpredictable. The last rain lasted for most of the day, but this one was even better. It rained for two days and one night, and only then did it start to stop.

Of course, the Oda Army in the rain still followed the plan and built large-scale field fortifications two kilometers long from north to south along the Renwu River. Three defensive ladders are arranged, and the staggered openings not only ensure that the defender can quickly mobilize support, but also prevent the attacker from quickly advancing and breaking through.

Also due to the heavy rain, all the fierce outpost battles between the two sides were stopped. The heavy rain made the land rotten and the war horses were expensive. If they slipped and fell while riding, most of a samurai's family property would be wiped out.

No side could bear the loss of a large number of horses, so what was originally a wonderful and fierce horse battle turned into a difficult journey of three or five people on foot, climbing up and falling down in mud and water. The investigation efficiency of both sides has dropped significantly. The heavy rain has really affected the eyesight. The weather is also cold. The rain gear cannot actually completely block the rain. The Monogami people have to go back to light a fire to keep warm after going out for a while, otherwise they will definitely catch a cold outside.

"What time is it?" Nobunaga rested for a while after dinner, and now he was not so sleepy in the middle of the night.

"The child's hour has passed, it's time for the ugly hour." Naturally, the person accompanying him was Sen Changke.

"Your Highness, why don't you go back and rest for a while? Anyway, the work here has been completed. It seems that the rain may not stop after tomorrow. There should be no war today." Hashiba Hideyoshi suggested.

"..." Nobunaga did not respond.

The cold rain gradually became finer, and the original big dots turned into thin threads. It was just that the wind was strong, and it was wrapped and flying around. It would probably stop in a few hours.

"Why are there lights on the other side?" Nobunaga was sharp-eyed.

"It seems that there are singing?" Mori Nagako stood aside, a little confused.

"Singing?" Hashiba Hideyoshi seemed to hear it too.

"No way, what is it singing?"

Hearing Nobunaga's question, dozens of people around him listened attentively, but the Shinano dialect was really not something that they, the Owari people, could understand. There was a big difference between the two.

Only Hashiba Hideyoshi served as the foreign minister of the Yamanouchi clan, and had been in contact with Kotahara for many years. He had heard a lot of Japanese with a Shinano accent and could understand it roughly.

At this time, the singing was finally clear, and someone was indeed singing sadly.

"The wind on Mount Xin is strong and the autumn is deep, and the dark clouds are setting in the music field.

The dew drops are dripping with patterns and colors, which is because the grass is withered and the horses are fat.

The flags of the Yuan army are dim and the sound of drums and horns is now silent.

Poor Dan Zheng is seriously ill! Poor Dan Zheng is seriously ill!

I never forget the kindness of the former lord, and I am humbled to accept his last trust.

I have devoted my life to the old minister, and I have been exposed to the years of fighting.

Now the fallen leaves are blown by the wind and rain, and the pillars have collapsed in one day.

What will happen to the fortune of the Yuan clan? Continue? Poor Dan Zheng is seriously ill!

The world is in turmoil, the people are suffering and the sky is weeping.

When will we see the peaceful spring? My heart is as carefree as in a dream.

The heroes are standing side by side, and there is no peace. They all want to compete for the throne in the Central Plains.

Who knows how to study the king's teacher? Poor Dan Zheng is seriously ill!

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Poor Dan Zheng is seriously ill! Poor Dan Zheng is seriously ill!

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(Excerpt from Doi Wancui's long song "Stars Falling in the Autumn Wind at Wuzhangyuan")