The night was dark, and a light cloud covered the moon. Somehow, it turned the moonlight as bright red as blood. Everyone looked at it and felt an indescribable uneasiness in their hearts.
Yamamoto Kiyoshi was holding his famous one-foot-three iron spear, sitting on a rock and looking up at the moon. The soldiers around him were carefully helping him fasten his armor. This is a Southern Barbarian carcass. There are several small dents on the thin stainless steel chest protector, which are the marks left by lead bullets from foreign guns. This shows that the armor's protective power is very high.
"Is it great to have a musket? I have the most protective Nanman body in Japan. I will kill you nasty foreigners with my own hands..." Just as Yamamoto Kiyoshi was whispering viciously, next to him, his favorite surnamed Gentleman He said, "Sir, is it really okay for us to skip the Huashan family? Aren't you afraid of being punished?"
"Baga!" Yamamoto Kiyoshi raised his hand and wanted to hit him, but when he saw the handsome face of the younger surname, he still didn't give up. "You have to remember that we are samurai, brave men who protect the way of samurai. We must not be timid when facing the enemy... Mr. Huashan has his own considerations and difficulties. As subordinates, we have to share his worries..."
If Xiao Letian heard what he said, his nose would be twisted with anger. There were too many such brainless generals in Japan's modern history. Many military adventures were privately initiated by this group of low-level officers. Update as soon as possible. Their fanatical minds are full of dregs, without any sense of the overall situation or strategy. They only have the enthusiasm for war in their hearts.
These low-level samurai are, at best, devoting themselves to bushido, but at worst, they are crazy about wanting to get promoted and get rich. In military adventures, if they win, of course their senior officials will not hesitate to reward them. If they fail, it doesn't matter. These leaders can commit seppuku. Anyway, their bushido pursues a glorious death.
In the history that Xiao Letian traveled through, the September 18th Incident, which shocked China and the world, was actually a military adventure and a gamble by Japanese young officers. Several assistant officers and lieutenants secretly collaborated and led 10,000 soldiers straight to the Shenyang North Camp. However, there was not even a general officer in the entire operation.
In the minds of these middle and low-level officers, what they were thinking was very similar to Yamamoto Kiyoshi. If they won, they would be great heroes, but if they failed, they would be nothing more than death.
Ridiculous history, deplorable history. When the September 18th Incident broke out, the first person to be shocked was the Japanese government in Tokyo. All senior politicians were dumbfounded. The government of a country cannot control the army, and does not even have the basic right to know. This shows how strange these warriors are. Update as soon as possible
Just as Yamamoto Kiyoshi was preparing for tonight's operation, the lights in Sakura Inn were already busy and busy. Xiao Letian had now forcibly requisitioned an entire street of dormitories with huge sums of money. The boss and the servants had all been expelled, except Apart from the Chinatsu siblings and Nohira Tai, there was no one Japanese.
All the sliding doors in the room were opened, and each room connected with each other to form a large living room. Xiao Letian was sitting in the middle and giving battle orders to everyone present. At this time, Liang Kun was kneeling in front of Xiao Letian.
"Military advisor, all 245 veterans of the Naha Harbor Heaven Kingdom have gathered together, waiting for your order..." At this point, Liang Kun glanced at Wing King Shi Dakai, who was sitting under Xiao Letian's hand, from the corner of his eye, his eyes full of doubts. .
Liang Kun was beating the drum in his heart. He was a little confused about the situation. Xiao Letian was just the military advisor under Yi Wang Shi Dakai, but why was he sitting on the throne giving orders while the prince was sitting under his subordinates? This is so unreasonable.
How could Shi Dakai not understand the doubts in Liang Kun's heart? His eyes flashed and he glared at him fiercely. Liang Kun was so frightened that he was sweating all over.
Liang Kun quickly bowed his head and said, "Military Advisor, I have convinced you today. When the Chinese businessmen consulted me before, I falsely claimed that you would not interfere too deeply, but I was wrong. I am convinced by what the Military Advisor has done... ...Old Liang, I kowtow to you to apologize..."
Xiao Letian has always only half-believed these Heavenly Kingdom veterans. Please come to more and faster chapters. Those veterans in Taibaiding had all heard of his "A Journey to the West" and had followed him through the burning of the imperial tombs, including quelling the chaos in Tanggu Port. These veterans had gradually accepted Xiao Letian's leadership, coupled with Shi Dakai's conscious support, Xiao Letian's authority has been established.
Ever since Xiao Letian burned the Yongzheng Mausoleum, Shi Dakai and his old brothers held a secret meeting to reach a consensus. From now on, the command will be completely handed over to Xiao Letian, while Wing King Shi Dakai will only serve as the nominal leader of a Heavenly Kingdom veteran.
Xiao Letian was assured of his brother Taibai Ding, but he was cautious about using other Heavenly Kingdom veterans scattered among the people. Xiao Letian could feel the hesitation in Liang Kun's eyes, but Xiao Letian didn't care. He had now slowly supported his direct descendants, and he was much less dependent on the veterans of the Kingdom of Heaven. Please come to more and faster chapters.
The Musketeers, represented by Luo Huo, were trained by Xiao Letian himself, and have nothing to do with the Kingdom of Heaven. The Green Forest Special Forces, represented by Xiang Shaolong, are also direct descendants of Xiao Letian, and the Kingdom of Heaven system has no control over them. Coupled with the group of businessmen headed by shopkeeper Fan Yan, they are Xiao Letian's loyal money bag.
We have money and guns, and all we need now is time to gradually grow stronger. Moreover, Xiao Letian is very confident. If he can't convince Liang Kun with his own abilities, then he might as well go back in time and continue working nine to five.
Xiao Letian nodded, "General Liang, get up first. No matter what doubts you have in your heart, you can tell me honestly after the war. But what is about to begin is a national war. I hope you will remember your identity as a Chinese. Fight the enemy bravely..."
Without saying a word, Liang Kun punched his chest with his right fist, stood up and retreated. At this time, several soldiers had already brought several batches of white cloth and spread them on the ground.
The war is about to begin, and command is the top priority in the chaotic field. In this era without telegraphs and radios, flags are the best command tool.
"Your Majesty, I won't use this bad word to show my shame. I'll leave these flags to Your Majesty..."
Recognizing flags is a must-have item for marching and fighting in ancient times. Different teams must have their own flags, with either Chinese characters or patterns on them, and even various birds, animals or mythical beasts. The purpose of recognizing the flag is to allow soldiers to find a home among the troops. Under the flag is the formation.
The ink has been ground for a long time. The extra-large wolf-hair brush is walking like a dragon. The three large characters "Xiao Letian" from top to bottom on the rectangular identification flag are clear and eye-catching in black and white. Update as soon as possible
This is a Japanese-style recognition flag. The rectangular flag is tied to a tough bamboo pole and carried on the back of the strongest warrior. On the chaotic battlefield, these flags are the strongholds in the battle. The scattered soldiers find The flag can find its place.
"Your Majesty, this, this, this... just use my name, okay?" Xiao Letian originally thought that it would be enough to write a Chinese character or a Chinese character on the recognition flag, as long as it could be recognized by all the Chinese in Naha, but Shi Dakai didn't expect it. He just wrote his name carelessly.
"With this battle, the name of military advisor will be famous overseas. The trend of the times is inspired by heroes. The era that belongs to us has passed. Now it is up to you... If you want to rule the Ryukyu Kingdom for a long time, then you must Show off your power!"
Xiao Letian's eyes were a little moist. King Yi was worthy of being the righteous king among the people of Heaven. His broad-mindedness and lack of concern for power were already far beyond ordinary people. Please come to more and faster chapters.
"Luo Huo! Take the flag... Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Liang Kun..." One after another, the middle-level officers were called up, and one black and white recognition flag after another, ten in total.
Two hundred and forty Liang Kun's men plus the sixty elites brought by Xiao Letian, a total of more than three hundred people were evenly divided into ten teams, and thirty Spencer rifles were also evenly divided. in each squad.
Xiao Letian really hopes to use these weapons together, but that won't work. The phenomenon of Chinese people living together in Naha is very serious. Once a conflict breaks out, the whole port will fight together. Please come to more and faster chapters. The troops are not enough at all. Even if they are gathered together, there are only 300 people. If you want to win this battle, you must rely on chaos. If you are among me and I am among you, you may have some chance of winning.
In the era of cold weapons, people were always sensitive to flags. Why is rebellion called raising the flag? This shows that the flag is the first element of an army. The Heavenly Kingdom veterans and foreign guards present looked at the recognition flags fluttering back and forth in front of them, and suddenly felt that something had been stuffed into their hearts. No one could say it, but everyone could feel the heavy weight.
"Brother, do you think the Japanese will really take action tonight?" Some of the soldiers waiting for orders quietly bit their ears.
"Nonsense, haven't you seen those ronin's not drinking or looking for women tonight? Look at this blood moon again. It's so oozing. My intuition is unmistakable. Something will happen tonight..."
Xiao Letian has taken out his pocket watch countless times. Now the pointer has reached past eleven o'clock. Is it supposed to be the time for the Japanese to take action? Just when Xiao Letian was anxious, bursts of noise came from the distant dock in the suddenly silent night, and then a gleam of light came out of the darkness.
"Military! These pigs and dogs are really taking action. There's already a fire at the dock..." The condescending lookout shouted with grief and indignation, breaking his throat.
"Fuck! These people who kill thousands of people..." Although Xiao Letian was prepared for all kinds of things, once the real killing was provoked, he still couldn't control his anger.
"All the troops obey the order! The beacon of war has been lit. It is up to us whether we can save the Chinese people in the city. The light of the fire is our battlefield. I will take you to fight out together..." Xiao Letian tightened his grip on the Lincoln gift. Carrying a Colt pistol, the leader rushed out first.
Liang Kun and the veterans under him were all dumbfounded. No one expected that the military advisor, a civil servant with no martial arts skills, would be the first to rush out. The veterans were so full of murderous aura that they almost fell over.
Xiao Hexin strode past Liang Kun with the recognition flag on his back, picked him with his eyes and said, "You will be surprised in many places in the future. Living with the military advisor will not be a waste of your life..." After that, he walked away.
Liang Kun felt as if a thorn had been stabbed into his heart. He suddenly jumped up three feet high and said, "Fuck you little Japanese kid. Brothers, come up with me... The military advisors are all working hard. We are going to die. Why don't we dare to fight..." "
"Kill..." Three hundred people roared in unison, and the streets of Ryukyu suddenly became filled with the sound of leather boots trampling the earth.
