The changes between the hostages are really ridiculously fast. Just now, King Shang Tai was the meat on the chopping board, but now Molière has become the meat under the steel knife. This rhythm is really dazzling.
Now even Gong Cheng is a little out of his mind. Even though he is smart as a ghost, he has also overlooked two huge flaws. One is that he did not expect King Shang Tai to be so tough, and the other is that he did not expect that the Japanese also have principles. , they were actually able to maintain their loyalty to Xiao Letian.
"Damn it, what benefits did Xiao Letian give these Japanese people? Why are they so determined? Aren't these Japanese the most popular people who want to conquer others?"
But before Gong Cheng could figure it all out, the scene became chaotic again.
At this time, Molière had already come out of his rage, his calm thinking returned to him, and he was no longer struggling.
"General Bruce, I know what you are worried about. You are afraid that my death will implicate you. You are afraid that the politicians in Paris will use this matter to open fire on you... You are even more afraid of the punishment of His Majesty the Emperor."
Molière's tone became calmer and calmer, "But you are wrong. Not only did you misunderstand me, but you also misunderstood the great Emperor. In our hearts, the honor of France is higher than anything else. As long as you can bring victory to France, , you will not receive any punishment..."
"You don't understand, you don't understand at all. Do you really think that His Majesty's ascension to the throne was all based on conspiracy and coup? Do you think everything is just straw? Without the support of the entire French elite, do you think that the Napoleonic dynasty Can it be restored?"
Molière now had a strong tone of hating that iron cannot be transformed into steel. He felt very sorry for Molière's understanding. "After the defeat at Waterloo, the Anti-French Alliance forced us to sign the "Contract of Vienna" and we lost everything. of the victorious territories and overseas colonies.”
"Without population and markets, how can our French industry and commerce survive? Can't you see private capital's desire for colonies? Don't you hear the voices of the people? You don't hear their desire for victory."
"Yes, there are many people who are calling our Emperor a tyrant, but this tyrant started overseas wars again and again, and even taught the feuding Czar Russia a lesson in Crimea. It was he who led The victory after victory has reunited the French people and allowed industry and commerce to flourish..."
"Even the Paris renovation plan is a gift from His Majesty the Emperor to the people. This is what France needs, and this is the interest of the motherland..."
At this moment, Moliere seemed to be standing in the square of Paris delivering a speech to the people: "Brave soldiers, are we really despicable invaders? No, we are the spreaders of civilization, and we are the defenders of the interests of France." Or... now you tell me, will the victory of the motherland end here?"
"Soldiers, don't worry about my life or death, go fight and attack these barbarians. Only continuous victory is the cornerstone of the motherland's strength."
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor, long live France." Molière roared and his neck suddenly exerted force. He used all the strength of his neck to hit the blade of the knife, and even dragged it diagonally. He actually wanted to commit suicide.
"No." Three hundred excited French soldiers collectively exclaimed. It was then that Shimazu's swordsmanship was superb. At the most critical moment, he shook his wrist to remove the force of Molière's suicide attempt.
That touch did not cut off the artery, but left a shocking wound, as well as the anger of all the French soldiers present. Molière's patriotic declaration just now inspired the fighting spirit in the hearts of all French soldiers.
"Back off... everyone back off... Molière himself wants to die, and you also want him to die, don't you?" Shimazu Dairo no longer dared to threaten Molière with a knife. He took out the pistol he carried and held it against him. On the temple of the special envoy, this is not afraid of him committing suicide.
The angry French army almost rushed forward, but General Bruce restrained himself at the critical moment and said, "Stand back... don't anger these lunatics."
Bruce stared at King Shang Tai and the others coldly, "You are playing with fire now. If you kill the special envoy, all of you will not survive. You are not afraid of threats, and neither are our French warriors..."
"King Shangtai, what did you say to your soldiers just now? Shoot at you. Well, now we can also show the judgment of our French warriors..."
"All warriors, disperse and slaughter the city. As long as they dare to kill our special envoy, we will kill all the barbarians in this city to avenge you."
"Massacre the city, take revenge...Massacre the city, take revenge..." The roar shook the heavens and the earth.
Bruce is not a fool. He has seen the determination in Molière's eyes and knows that this paranoid knight is serious this time. If he and Ryukyu compromise, not only will it be in vain, but there will be consequences.
In addition, the general also wants to understand that as long as he wins this battle, then even if Molière has any shortcomings, at least the merits and demerits can be offset. The life of the special envoy should be left to this group of barbarians. The most I can do is Confess the sin of poor protection.
"Very good, General Bruce. Your decision shows me the courage of the imperial soldiers. Disperse. I can go to Shuri City for a walk. I want to see this city reduced to ruins with my own eyes..."
"Fuck you...pervert." Shimazu Dalang slapped him in the face with his backhand, interrupting the envoy's arrogant shouting.
This is really a rare war spectacle in history. The commanders of both the enemy and ours seemed to be exiled to an isolated island. Both King Shantai and Molière lost control of the battle situation. They can't even issue orders now.
Little by little, they wanted to break out of Shuri Castle, but the surrounding French troops did not dare to fire at them. The New Army and militia groups further away were cut off by the sharp attacks of the French army, and no one could get close to them.
General Bruce left behind a French army of 150 men and used rifles to escort the Ryukyu monarchs and subjects back to Shuri Castle. General Bruce led the rest of the soldiers into the streets and alleys of the city. They were really determined to massacre all the people. A city.
Naha Port, this famous port in the East China Sea, Wanguo Jinliang has really encountered a life and death disaster this time. If the Japanese ronin's previous riots were just to grab money and control, they were somewhat restrained in their actions, and this group of crazy and crazy people The French army now has only one purpose, which is to completely destroy the city.
Revenge, revenge, revenge. I don’t know how much hatred they have in their hearts. They set fire to every house and massacred every citizen. Only the light of bestiality shone in their red eyes.
Damn East Asian barbarians, why are you resisting? The noble French navy bombed you twice, but you dare to fight back, damn...
Damn Xiao Letian's new army, you actually dare to show off your power in Europe. The Austro-Prussian War was a duel between noble Europeans. Who do you think you dare to get involved in? You even built a stone bridge miracle. You deserve it. Damn...
Damn Xiao Letian and the shameless people he bought with money, how dare you smear France's national image in the media across Europe? Didn't you just beat you up, kill a few of your people, and try to imprison you? , how dare you resist, how dare you shout that you are wronged, damn it...
Damn Xiao Letou, you actually insulted the glorious French cavalry regiment on the French-Swiss border. Who do you think you are? You bold, yellow-skinned monkey. I imprisoned you to give you face. You actually want to be shameless after giving me face. Run away, damn it..."
Damn it, damn it, damn it... just one sentence out of a thousand words, if His Majesty our King slaps you on the left cheek, you should give the right cheek to you. If you want to give you a knife, you should obediently give it to your chest, despicable barbarity People must be a little self-conscious about themselves, so how dare they ask for dignity in front of noble Europeans.
Damn, this is a big deal.
That's right, this is the logic of bandits, this is the mentality of colonizers, this is what the ancient Chinese meant by 'not one of my own race'. If they are not of the same race, they are not considered human beings at all.
In the burning city, the beast-like lobster soldiers fought in an organized manner. Their rifle volleys repelled the waves of counterattacks by the new army, and their bayonets picked off the hiding civilians one after another.
Now all the roads leading out of Naha Port are full of people fleeing. People are crying and fleeing their homes and subconsciously heading into refugee camps in the mountains. However, Ryukyu is just a small island country. What can people do if they escape from the city? There is no way to escape this island.
Those citizens who had previously advised the new army and militia to leave the city so as not to disrupt the peace talks were all stupid now. The quick ones had already fled into the mountains, while the slow old man stumbled to the ground and his muddy old eyes were filled with tears. Incredible.
"Escape quickly, everyone retreat to the mountains... Villagers, get out of the way, we will help you drag the enemy..." Groups of New Army, militia, and student soldiers rushed into the city against the flow of people.
They know that the current tactic of refueling is simply a waste of death, but now that the war has begun, they have no choice. If the soldiers use their lives to hold off the enemy for one more minute, hundreds of thousands of people will be able to escape.
The soldiers who were full of grief and indignation were already crying. The younger ones opened their mouths and cursed, "You have committed evil. Look at the evil you have committed. You also believe what the jackal said. All the hard work of the prime minister is in vain... in vain."
At this point in the war, tactics no longer matter. What both sides fight for is will, the most basic military literacy. Individual combat effectiveness and squad coordination are the key to determining victory or defeat.
The French warships on the sea no longer dared to fire. Now even gunshots were heard on Qixing Mountain. Those coastal defense forts were dumped by the French army. Even though the side of the forts facing the sea was made of solid reinforced concrete, The rear buttocks are very fragile, and the defensive positions are nothing more than sandbag fortifications.
Perhaps the engineers did not have time to perfect the fort, or perhaps they never thought that the enemy would attack from behind from the beginning of the design. In short, all the defenders did not expect that the indestructible coastal defense fort would fail like this.
Groups of French troops climbed up the mountain like wolves, raining bullets and bayonets. The dozens of defenders in the fort were simply unable to resist. They often fired two or three rounds before being swallowed up by the crowd in red. .
"I'll fight with you for this stupid thing..." The battle was fought to the last man. The unyielding soldier smashed the lantern on the wall, and the flames immediately ignited on the ammunition box.
"We will die together..." Amid the roars of the soldiers and the terrified screams of the French troops, the fort exploded with mushrooms and smoke rising into the sky. One of Ryukyu's ten coastal defense forts was shattered into pieces.
