Chương 257: Dead Man

Shingen was too stunned to flee. Even if he were able, what was there to return back to? His army would be demolished. There would be nothing left. He was completely and utterly defeated. He could not even bring himself to climb up from his stool to confront the band of attacking cavalry, brandishing their Oda flag.

The amount of hidden cards this Miura had played was unfathomable. From the start, the information he had was lacking. This was the momentum unique to the unknown – those that had been operating in the shadows.

"Hah…" A dry chuckle escaped his lips and his head fell into his hands. There had been everything to play for, but now there was nothing left. He would have regretted coming here at all, and bothering to challenge him, had he not felt so alive. This was by far the most thrilling battle he had ever fought.