Goro and I immediately put on the armor and helmet and other equipment. Two soldiers led Kuroma and Genma who looked fresh and clean. Goro's subordinate soldiers took care of our horses very well. The saddle was neatly attached, the horseshoe has been replaced, the mane and head still wet and splashed water from the bath. Kuroma and Genma neighed as they raised their two front legs, impatiently waited for the next command. Black and brown horses galloped off the edge of the forest, moving towards the clearing of the former camp of the Ilkhanat army which had been turned into a temporary stop for Kyushu samurai forces. The colorful tents follow each clan's symbol as if big tents celebrate spring. Flags of various kinds of flying clans waved, banners stuck in front of tents th

