Battle of Yamatai (3)

Yamamoto Masanobu had been killed!

Upon hearing the messenger's report, Daimyo Yamamoto's expression changed instantly. The other daimyo were equally taken aback. Though Yamamoto's forces were somewhat weaker, he was still a daimyo in his own right. Who could have imagined that one of his most capable generals would be defeated and killed in less than a moment?

"I never thought that bastard Kozuki would be so fierce."

The Hojo daimyo, seated third from the right in loose white robes, raised a hand to calm the other daimyo as they looked around anxiously. "Gentlemen, don't panic. I also have a capable general under my command. He has a blue face, fangs, and a voice like thunder. He wields a four-hundred-pound spiked club and has never met an equal. Killing Kozuki's general will be as easy as taking something from a bag."

Having said that, he loudly ordered his attendant, "Go summon Hojo Oka and have him take the field!"

"Hojo Oka?"

The daimyo immediately began discussing the name.

"He is Hojo's foremost general! It is said that when he was only twelve, he charged up Mount Fuji alone and wiped out three hundred bandits. His strength must be even more terrifying now!"

"Indeed. His abilities are extraordinary. He will surely return victorious."

Hearing the lavish praise from the other daimyo, the Hojo daimyo could not help showing a proud expression. His face reddened slightly as he repeatedly spoke modestly, but in his heart, he was already considering how to claim credit from Shogun Genji once Hojo Oka brought back good news.

Yet only moments later, a messenger rushed into the tent and reported urgently, "Report! Hojo Oka has had an arm severed and returned defeated! He is now unconscious, and it is unknown whether he will live or die!"

Hojo