美人 // Oda Nobunaga [ 1 ]
Bijin, a beautiful person, commonly used to refer to women.
The sound of the horse’s hooves against the road was not much of a distraction from the distant cries of warriors and the clashing of blades across the battlefield. I could hear one distinct voice among all others, roaring the sound of my name, as if to plead me, and as I turned around - an honest mistake - to offer my affirmation, the swift slice of an arrow through the air almost left me deaf.
I felt the tip plunge into my right shoulder, the impact ripping through my flesh, burying itself in my muscles. It was a familiar discomfort I was not foreign to, and yet, it seared me with a most excruciating pain. But if those fools were truly aiming to send me to my grave, they should have done a more decent job. I held onto the reins tighter, commanding my steed to gallop further away. With this narrow escape, I knew, if I were a second too late, I might have welcomed more arrows than I could take.