Outnumbered

In his mind, there could only be one man. A man so highly praised but so restricted by the master that he severed. A man that made him pause before he considered ending his alliance with the Imagawa and overrunning the incompetent Daimyo. A man that was meant to be dead. Matsudaira Motoyasu.

There was a creaking sound as he clenched his gauntleted fist tightly. His whole body shook from excitement. This Miura Tadakata was even more brilliant than he had first thought. He did not waste a captured resource like Matsudaira, but supplied the conditions necessary to utilise him. It was well done, too well done.

His forces outnumbered the enemy, but the way he saw it now, it was he that was outnumbered. He had to fight two great minds at once. Forget Uesugi. This was the hardest battle he had ever fought. The slightest misstep and he would be clobbered.