Let's go back to 1866.
Choshu, bear in mind, is in the far western tip of Honshu, Japan's main island.
And they did so well in kicking the Shogunate's ass that Choshu units invaded Kyushu.
That's when we meet the woman.
And by god, she charged the platoon.
There's a lot we don't know.
And now here I am, telling you her story.
But I like to think that maybe, just maybe, if I tell her story, then perhaps that brave woman with the naginata in the burned out Kokura Castle town can have her rightful immortality.
Because these stories matter. And because we must remember.