With the Zimazu invasion force roundly defeated it just remained to mop up the survivors before they could board ship and flee.
The Daimyo, growing in influence and stature all the time, ordered his ninjas to stop the enemy army from leaving while he could make up ground on them and wipe them out.
Then he moved in for the kill.
The enemy force was hiding on a hill in some trees, true to their nature, the honourless cowards.
The battle was short but still the enemy escaped with a small force.
And so the Daimyo ordered his troops in without him and on the military advisors' advice stayed back in order to preserve the family line and the leadership of the mighty Chosomonkey clan.
At least that's what they thought. Unbeknownst to his wise military advisors the brave and somewhat hotheaded Chosomonkey Daimyo slipped out the back of his tent and rode off to join the battle...alone...arriving just in time and just on the wrong side of the battlefield to be caught and killed by the honourless dog Zimazus, to the stunned disbelief of his army.
It was a bittersweet moment for the Chosomonkeys. Their invading foe was vanquished but their Daimyo had fallen.....again....
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