"General is it?" Gengyo mused.
"Indeed. Your men would retain their lives. We could leave here this instant and march upon Suruga. With your skill and mine, our march would be unhaltable and you would have your fair share of the spoils."
"Tempting. That is tempting… However, doing that under the command of another man – that doesn't seem too appealing." He smiled, seeing Shingen twitch in irritation. He quite enjoyed making him angry.
"We outnumber you by more than half. Our equipment is far superior. This is folly – a folly that you will pay dearly for." He jabbed with his finger to illustrate each stabbing point. It was unfortunate to lose such a powerful asset over something as meagre as pride.
"Better equipped? I might have to disagree with that." With the rising tensions, Gengyo remained as calm as ever.
"Pah. One can tell with a single glance. Your gods have abandoned you – with the rain your matchlock rifles are useless."
