The Battle of Murakitoride (3)

Nobunaga silently gazed upon the battlefield from the hill. ―*Aaaargh!* ―Kill them! Kill them all! Countless lives were screaming madly as they tried to kill each other. They cast off the flimsy fence called civilization, engaging solely in a desperate struggle for slaughter and survival. Death lingered over the plain. The thick scent of blood stung the nose, and heads, severed from their owners, rolled on the ground, crushed powerlessly under horses' hooves. However, Nobunaga did not grieve...