"Shingen, you…" Gengyo was at a loss for words. This man in front of him, his selflessness was almost alarming. He had to put his people before his own feelings, and this is the solution he settled on. It was a wake up call. This is what it meant to be a Daimyo. That crushing responsibility. Could he have done the same, if their positions had been reversed? He was unsure.
"I do not want to hear it." The man interrupted, shaking his head. "COME! KNEEL FOR YOUR LORD, TADAKATA OF THE MIURA CLAN!" That was the man they remembered. That dreadfully commanding voice. It was by habit that they obeyed, immediately breaking to one knee, all at once. Their discipline was phenomenal. Yamagata and Yamamoto were amongst them.
"They are yours now, make good use of them. You would do well to rely on Yamamoto – his hand in strategy is exceptional. And there is no man braver than Yamagata. Please do not let what I have cultivated go to waste."
