Honour

The Miura men pulled back the hammer's on their rifles and the Uesugi soldiers drew their bows taught and true.

"Fire!" Jikouji barked, swinging down his arm and fire they did.

A monstrous cloud of arrows crept up into the air, enough to blot out the sun. The same weapon that Kenshin had used against him, Gengyo was able to try for himself. It was a pleasant feeling. The men were quick in their movements, and before that arrow even landed, they had nocked a second and were drawing their bows skyward for that second shot.