Early summer—the time of Japan's Meiyu Season—the rain comes as soon as it's called.
Torrential rain surged in like a galloping army, hammering against the rocks with a dense and weighty "thud, thud" sound, filling the world with nothing but this overwhelming deluge, leaving people restless in spirit.
Nozawa tilted his head, glancing up at the string-like rain only to have it sting his face and eyes; lowering his head, he saw in the distance, on the field at Tengaku Plain, even Imagawa Yoshimoto's main camp was caught off guard by the sudden downpour—a mass of Lang Faction and Ashigaru, in the midst of eating and resting, cried out, threw aside their rice bowls, and scattered to find shelter from the rain.
This is truly heaven's will to destroy the Imagawa family!
