"Avalokitesvara! That famous sword is authentic?"

"How did you get it?"

Yagyu Bingwei was extremely surprised because there were many people with high positions and powerful positions, but famous swords were very difficult to find.

Those sword-forging men had strange tempers, and the famous generals could not force their weapons from them.

The authentic Guanshi that Tokugawa Hidetachi could obtain will definitely not be easy to paint.

Tokugawa Hidetachi smiled slightly and said, "Simple, I put down Duan and begged for a few days and then begged for a few days."

Yagyu Bingwei's eyes were moved and said, "Hizuka...you..."

As he spoke, he wanted to kneel down to express his gratitude.

Tokugawa Hidetachi said it simply, but the third son of the Tokugawa family, who was the dignified third son, must have been ridiculed by many people, especially his brothers who were like jackals.

Tokugawa Hidetachi waved his hand and stopped Yagyu Bingwei from kneeling down. He said, "We don't have to do this."

"I just ask you, do you like it?"

Yagyu Bingwei replied without hesitation: "I like it, from now on, the sword will be there."

Yagyu Bingei likes authenticity not only because it is beautiful and powerful, but also because it is his intention.

And Tokugawa Hidetachi smiled, and he got what he wanted and saw a satisfactory reaction.

In ten years, that simple little boy is no longer simple.

……………………

One month later, Yagyu Bingwei took the authenticity in his hand and went on a war with Tokugawa Ieyasu.

He volunteered to enter the battlefield and started from the lowest samurai to compete for his achievements for Tokugawa Hidetachi.

Feitian Yujianliu is good at fighting against many people, and with the authentic Guanshi of the broken weapon, he is like a winch on the battlefield, and no one is the enemy of Yagyu Bingwei.

But he is also a human being, and he will be tired and trance. The sword will slow down after fighting for a long time.

Moreover, in every battle, Yagyu's army rushed to the front, the first to break into the enemy, surrounded by countless people and faced each other with swords.

If the knife is slower, there will be an extra scar on Yagyu's armed guard.

The knife was slowed down thousands of times, and the scars were already like part of the body of Yagyu's soldiers, densely stacked.

War is different from ordinary battles, and even the most intelligent warriors will be injured in it.

Many times, Yagyu Binge almost died, but every time he was seriously injured, he remembered the way Tokugawa Hidetachi gave him rice porridge.

So he crawled out of the hell of death again and again, and the light blue authenticity had become the enemy's nightmare.

Many years later, Yagyu Bingei experienced countless wars and became the deputy general of Tokugawa Ieyasu.

He killed people like mahjong and made more military achievements than the general Tokugawa Ieyasu.

Although he was a deputy general, he was called "the general who killed him", and he was bloody wherever he passed.

And this, in 1615, was his last battle.

In the formation of Osaka Natsuma, Yagyu Bingwei took the lead and entered Toyotomi's army with one sword.

No one can stop the flying sword flow. This strongest killing skill is well deserved to be the strongest in this era.

Toyotomi Hidera ran away in a hurry under the protection of countless military generals.

But Yagyu Bingwei was dressed in blood, like an evil ghost in hell, and one person killed all the military generals of the Toyotomi family and beheaded Toyotomi Hiderai with one sword.

He looked like a madman in the battle, and the Toyotomi army, which he killed by one person, was disintegrated and was easily defeated.

Since then, the Toyotomi clan has completely perished.

Tokugawa Ieyasu got what he wanted, and the Tokugawa shogunate became the only power and dominated the world.

On the day when the battle ended, Tokugawa Ieyasu half-hugged Yagyu Biewei and said, "Hideaki, it is his greatest luck to meet you."

"The Tokugawa Shogunate can grow to this day and have half of your achievements."

"I know you have always been indifferent to fame and fortune, but I still have to promise you a request."

"As long as I Tokugawa Ieyasu can do it, it will definitely achieve it for you."

"Even if you want to be the successor of the shogunate, you can."

If there were no Yagyu Bingwei, his army would not be able to compete with Toyotomi.

At this moment, Yagyu Bingwei had changed from a young man to a vicissitudes. After experiencing countless wars, he seemed a little numb.

But he did not forget his original intention. He was silent for a moment, and then solemnly said: "I hope Hidetachi can inherit the Tokugawa family and become the second shogunate master."

While speaking, Yagyu's soldiers and Wei Hun's murderous intent surged like a tide.

Tokugawa Ieyasu had a feeling that if he didn't agree, he might be in a different place in the next second.

After Yagyu Bingwei was tempered on the battlefield, he was no longer the boy he could control at will.

But he didn't care, because Yagyu Bingei was a samurai after all, and he was a knife after all, and he was already in his hand, and that person was still his son.

Unexpectedly, the third son whom he did not value had such scheming and scheming, which was indeed suitable to be the lord of the shogunate.

Tokugawa Ieyasu laughed and said, "It's rare to see you so serious, I thought it was a big request."

"Hyutachi is my son, and he can be the master of the shogunate, of course."

The next day, Tokugawa Ieyasu announced in front of countless people that Hidetachi Tokugawa was his heir, and Yagyu Bingei left silently after Tokugawa Ieyasu.

Tokugawa Ieyasu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the murderous intent had disappeared.

A celebration banquet was held in the evening, only for warriors and generals.

Tokugawa Ieyasu talked with some strategists about how to govern the world but did not appear.

All the generals present were all military officers.

Yagyu Bingei sat upright at the top, looking forward to seeing Tokugawa Hidetachi after going back, so he drank the spirits one by one and enjoyed his heart.

Seeing that Yagyu Bingwei drank countless strong wines.

A samurai suddenly stood up and said, "General Yanagi, do you know how high your reputation is at this moment?"

Yagyu Bingwei took a sip of wine and said strangely: "I wonder, how high is it?"

Another warrior stood up and said with a strange voice: "Then I'll tell the general."

"You, General Yanagi, have a higher reputation than our next master, Hidetachi Tokugawa."

"The people are calling on you to become the next shogunate master."

"Does General Yayoi have this intention?"

Yagyu Bingwei suddenly stood up, a light blue light flashed by, and the samurai who had just spoken fell to the ground instantly.

He looked around, took a sip of blood-stained wine, and said angrily: "Where are rumors coming from?"

"I am the same brothers as Hide-chung, and everything I do is just for him to become the lord of the shogunate."

"It's not a pity to bully me!"

But all the warriors stood up at the same time, drew their swords and pointed directly at Yagyu Bingwei.

Yagyu Bingwei was furious and his kindness was destroyed by these people.

Just as he was about to make some move, a burst of severe pain came from Yan Shengwei's belly.

Poisonous in the wine.

He was stunned for a moment. Even though he was very poisonous, Yagyu Bingwei's sword could still kill everyone present, but he did not.

Because Tokugawa Hidetachi was unable to go to the battlefield, Tokugawa Ieyasu once handed him some trivial matters, such as the kitchen where he was preparing for the celebration banquet.

"I see……"

Yagyu Bingwei instantly understood that there was only one reason for all this, and his achievements were beyond the master.

Yagyu Bingwei did not blame Tokugawa Hidetachi, because his life was given by Tokugawa Hidetachi.

He wants to take it back, so take it.

"Hyutachi, you are more suitable to be the lord of the shogunate. You did it right, I don't blame you."

"No matter what you did, I still like you."

The gift of a bowl of porridge was remembered throughout his life.

He sat down, drank poisonous wine, and then let countless swords pass by, bringing scarlet blood flowers.
Chapter completed!