Chapter 473: Matsuura Takanobu

"My Lord! My Lord!"

In the tallest building in Hirado City, a samurai stumbled toward the shoji door in front. Because he was too anxious, he tripped and fell directly onto the door.

Japanese shoji doors were just made of wooden frames and paper; how could they withstand his weight? With a thud, the shoji door fell forward. As he fell into the room, the women's screams rang out in unison.

"Ah!"

"Oh my!"

He instinctively looked up, only to see a patch of snow-white.

The disheveled women pulled their clothes to cover their chests, retreating continuously. Their faces were pale, clearly terrified to the extreme, but he could see that the women's fear was not because of him.

It was because of the master they shared.

"What is it?"

Lazy, with the wheezing sound brought on by obesity.

The samurai raised his head, forcing himself not to look at the disheveled women, and focused his gaze forward.

In the center of the room, the master of Hirado City, Daimyo Matsuura Takanobu, turned his head, squinting at him. His eyes, which looked fat and foolish due to obesity, shifted slightly, sweeping over the women near the samurai.

While waiting for the samurai to answer, he waved his hand casually.

And so, people walked out from the corner and dragged away the women who were crying and struggling in fear.

The samurai knew these women were dead for sure.

Matsuura Takanobu did not like things that others had touched.

In the past, he might have felt a sense of "the rabbit dying and the fox grieving," sighing a few times in his heart. But now he had no time to worry about the life or death of those women, and just said urgently.

"My Lord! Foreign enemy invasion!"

"They have already reached Hirado City! Lord Kotesashi Yasutsune is resisting the enemy!"

Matsuura Takanobu's face changed drastically.

"Who is it! Arima, Ouchi, Otomo, or Kikuchi!?"

He stood up with difficulty and shouted the names of several nearby Daimyos.

"I don't know..."

The samurai answered with difficulty.

Matsuura Takanobu gritted his teeth and continued to ask.

"How many people came!"

"One!"

The samurai answered decisively.

If this conversation had taken place in Great Shu, the samurai should have suspected whether Matsuura Takanobu would think he was teasing him, and Matsuura Takanobu should indeed have suspected it and questioned the other party about the specific situation.

But both of them carried on the conversation as a matter of course, as if... they had experienced, or at least heard of, this kind of situation.

Matsuura Takanobu not only did not scold the samurai, but instead pursed his lips with a solemn face.

After hesitating for a while, he finally clenched his fists.

"Gather the men, I will go myself!"

"Prepare my armor and horse!"

The samurai nodded hurriedly and turned to leave quickly.

Finally, about half an hour later, Matsuura Takanobu struggled to put on the bloated, massive heavy armor that covered his entire body and mounted his horse.

He took a few heavy breaths and suddenly drew his sword and pointed forward.

"Advance!"

The remaining hundred or so samurai in Hirado City, along with more than two thousand soldiers, responded in unison and followed the street toward Kotesashi Yasutsune's dojo.

Hirado City was not large, and just a moment later, Matsuura Takanobu, riding on his horse, heard the bursts of loud noises coming from not far away, mixed with roars like wild beasts, which frightened the horse under him into pacing back and forth, not daring to move forward.

His face was as gloomy as water, and with the help of his subordinate samurai, he barely dismounted, thinking to himself.

"What's going on... who is it?"

"Kotesashi Yasutsune is a believer in Shinto. Could it be that people from Buddhism have come... No, their conflict is currently intensifying in Honshu. My Hirado City is far away in the southwest, and only connected to Honshu by a single line of land. Even if they wanted to move against me, they shouldn't have bypassed Urakami, Amago, Ouchi, and Otomo in Honshu!"

"Besides, who... could force Kotesashi Yasutsune to such a state!"

Clearly, unlike the samurai who were confused by the roaring sound, Matsuura Takanobu knew very well who was making this sound and what was happening; he just didn't know Li Miao's background and intentions.

After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind.