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Samurai Warriors: A Mercenary's Rage
Chapter 1
Osaka Bay-
The Demon Lord was upon him. Fighting him was the equivalent of braving the scorching flames of hell. For every slash Nobunaga Oda swung with his dark blade, it was as if Magoichi Saika kept hopping back from a tireless reaper. He suddenly rolled to the right, gripped his black musket firmly with his right hand, and squeezed the trigger three times. Nobunaga sidestepped to his left, then to his right, and finally deflected the third bullet with the tip of his blade. Nobunaga then thrust his sword towards Magoichi's stomach. The motion was rejected when Magoichi swung down his bayonet. After shoving the demon lord's sword away, Magoichi smashed the butt of his musket on Nobunaga's forehead, which was followed by a double jump kick. Nobunaga jumped back up, readying himself to perform a vertical slash. His arms swung down, but he only found his sword on contact with Magoichi's musket. Amidst the deadlock, the mercenary kicked Nobunaga's groin and shot his stomach. The impact sent Nobunaga to the ground but he flipped back to his feet. He sneered at Magoichi and smirked. "An interesting display of skill."
Nobunaga raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. "All units, fall back!"
Nobunaga climbed onto his horse and galloped away.
Magoichi blew a sigh of relief. "This should make the Osaka residents happy. It's time I received my pay and go home!" Magoichi chuckled as he walked on.
Deep within the woods, Nobunaga, along with Hideyoshi Toyotomi, Ranmaru Mori, and Mitsuhide Akechi were all traveling down the dark, shady road. When they were coming upon a glimmer of light, Hideyoshi puffed out air and shook his head. "Whew! It's about time we got out of this dank, foul, smelly, murky forest!"
A swarm of swords unexpectedly surrounded the Oda officers. Nobunaga looked into the eyes of helmeted soldiers. Their arms and legs were covered in armor, and their bodies wore white tunics. One of the helmeted soldiers approached the Demon Lord and waved his hand down. "Off your horse! Now!"
Ranmaru leaped off his horse and swiftly unsheathed his katana. "Take another step at my lord and my blade shall taste your flesh!"
Nobunaga held up his left hand. "Sheathe your sword, Ranmaru. We shall surrender for now and follow their lead."
The helmeted soldier scoffed as he pulled Nobunaga off his horse. "Smart move, weirdo."
As they started marching out of the woods, Nobunaga turned to the helmeted soldier. "I'd like for you to take me to your leader, please."
"Why? What makes you so worthy of our leader's presence?"
"I have a proposition for him."
The helmeted soldier was silent for a moment. "How do I know you're not secretly plotting to assassinate our leader?"
Nobunaga grunted. "Because I want to dispose of an insignificant musketeer whom has recently defeated my army at Osaka Bay. For someone who wields guns should not be as powerful as me, and he should not have forced my army to fall back!"
The helmeted soldier giggled wickedly. "Someone's having anger issues!"
The Demon Lord raised a crazed eyebrow at the soldier. "If I didn't have a proposition for your leader, your head would already have been separated from your shoulders."