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The clash of steel against steel rang out across the battlefield as the Genoese mercenaries charged forward, their plate armor glinting in the sun. Wielding longbows and crossbows, they maintained a steady barrage of projectiles, raining down bolts and arrows upon the Japanese samurai ranks.
The samurai, clad in lacquered iron lamellar armor, stood their ground with unshakable discipline. Their katana and naginata blades flashed as they deflect incoming missiles and prepared to face the onslaught head-on. A commanding voice barked an order and the samurai lowered their spears, forming a bristling wall of sharp points.
As the Genoese mercenaries reached the samurai lines, they attempted to hack through the spear wall with their heavy swords and polearms. However, the samurai held fast, using the reach of their naginata and the sturdy interlocking formation of their spears to keep the heavily armored foe at bay.
The battle devolved into a grueling test of strength and resolve. The merciless sun beat down on both sides, sapping their energy. Blood mingled with sweat and spilled onto the thirsty earth. Slowly but surely, the greater discipline and cohesion of the samurai began to tell.
Genoese soldiers started to tire in their heavy armor, while the lighter-armored samurai remained mobile and responsive. They deftly exploited any gaps or weak points in the mercenary lines, their blades singing as they severed limbs and pierced vital spots through the gaps in the Western armor.
The turning point came when a group of samurai led by a grizzled veteran broke through the Genoese center. This disruptive breach threw the mercenary formation into disarray. Seizing the initiative, the samurai pressed their attack relentlessly, driving the demoralized Genoese back.
Unable to regroup effectively in the face of the unrelenting Japanese assault, the surviving mercenaries broke ranks and fled the field in a disorderly retreat.
