The God of War is so ruthless and cruel. Sometimes he has no sense of justice and right and wrong. In his eyes, everything is a comparison of naked strength. The cries of the weak are nothing in his heart.
No matter how much grievance you feel, no matter how much justice you have, no matter how unyielding spirit and strong will to fight you have in your chest, it is all in vain amidst the roar of artillery shells.
The French army who fought to the end went crazy. They even fired bright flares into the sky to locate the naval guns on the sea. On the sea, General Bruce specially assembled a group of top shooters and the latest weapons. The artillery is on standby 24 hours a day to support the army.
The advancement of science and technology has brought about the improvement of weapons level. The gap between rifled artillery and smoothbore cannon is epoch-making. The high-speed rotating artillery shells surpass the smoothbore cannon by an entire era in terms of range and accuracy.
When the bright signal flares in the night sky took off, the shooters on the sea knew that the Army had reached its most critical moment. Without saying a word, they adjusted the angle of the muzzle, and quickly fired one round after another out of the barrel.
"Damn barbarians, if you want to die, I'll let you die... At worst, we risk our lives together, we French warriors are not afraid of death." It seems that these French veterans are also a bunch of bachelors, and they probably roamed the countryside back home. Scoundrels, after being soldiers for so many years, they are used to seeing life and death. Once they are cornered, they will fight tooth and nail.
In the dark night, the enemy and we rush together to fight with bayonets. At this time, the naval guns do not distinguish between the enemy and us, covering the bombing. The death scythe does not distinguish between the enemy and us when waving.
The impact of the air wave lifted the person into the air and tore him into pieces like a rag doll. Chinese, French, Japanese, Ryukyu... At this moment, there was no distinction between you and me, and no matter the race, the flesh and blood were torn apart in the violent force. Stirred together, they turned into a rain of flesh and blood, mixed together, and will never be separated.
After only two rounds of shelling, the French army and the New Army were already separated. Both sides began to retreat in the opposite direction with their remaining troops. The French retreated to their defensive positions, while Lu Ying retreated outside the city with the remaining troops of the New First Battalion.
"Fuck, these French big noses are really ruthless. The Prime Minister has always said that the French Army is the strongest in the world. I didn't believe it before, but I am really convinced in this Ryukyu match." Lu Ying said.
"Madman, a madman trained by Xiao Letian... When we fought towards Beijing six years ago, Seng Gelinqin's cavalry was crazy enough. I didn't expect to encounter an even crazier one today. I want to turn up the enemy force." The Chinese people's evaluation..." the major who once burned the Old Summer Palace said harshly.
That's what war is like. The harder the two sides fight, the more hatred there will be. But if the fight really comes to the point of dying together, the two sides will actually feel a little sympathy for each other.
"Check, go down and check for me right away... I want to know who is betraying us and how many traitors are hidden in Ryukyu." Lu Ying was furious when he returned to the mountains. Liang Kun immediately ordered a search after hearing this.
"This group of traitors is hiding in the darkness, in the empty street between the French and us. They want to report to their French father, but they won't be able to run far. I will search them out and kill them with a thousand cuts." …”
Amidst the roaring military orders, countless assault teams armed with rapid-fire rifles like Spencer entered the streets and began searching in the buffer zone between the enemy and ourselves.
"Class 1 goes to the left, Class 2 to the right, the rest follow me... All living creatures that resist will be killed..."
"Is there anyone inside? Answer immediately...if you don't answer, you'll shoot..."
"There is someone here... tell me your identity immediately... Oh, you are Dalin, the butcher shop's man. I don't even know you... Come out squatting with your head in your hands. If you resist, I will shoot..."
The commandos searched houses one by one, and after struggling for more than half an hour, they rescued many people, but Sun Ximei and his gang could not find any of them.
"There is a figure here, stop... Come out squatting with your head in your hands... Don't run away, I'm going to shoot..." Two figures began to flee in the darkness, and the soldiers didn't bother to care whether they killed by mistake or not. They had to resolutely execute the order. .
Bang bang bang... With a flash of gunfire, the two black figures who jumped on the roof screamed and fell down. As a result, the gunshots and screams alerted the French army not far away. The commandos and the French army once again A small-scale firefight began.
This is really a chaotic battle. Night battles have been chaotic since ancient times, and today's war is even more chaotic. The gunshots all over the city are like convulsions. There is a strange dead silence, and there is a strange loud noise. Anyway, there is no There is a bit of a pattern.
The commando team's search was still very effective. Hidden snooping points were discovered one after another. Manchu and Qing spies were killed one after another, and their bodies were even stripped naked.
"Look, squad leader, this man has a lot of banknotes...not certificates of deposit from Lotte Bank, but banknotes from Qing Dynasty...Holy crap, I know these are Siheng's banknotes, this one's from the Manchus Spy."
"Good boy, we have found the mole. Send the body and the captured evidence to the general... let's catch the mole."
This educated soldier is really good and has a very sharp mind. If he were a soldier who had never seen anything, he would not be able to guess the identity of the enemy from the banknotes.
Ryukyu's finance has now been unified by Rakuten & Co., and what everyone uses daily, except for Mexico Eagle, are small-amount bills. Although Rakuten & Co. claims to the outside world that they are small-amount certificates of deposit, everyone now uses the word money to describe this kind of money. Scraps of paper.
Once the credibility of banknotes increases, people will definitely do it. Who will use large banknotes at this time? Only large transactions between merchants will use this thing.
Dressed like an ordinary fisherman, he actually carried a Qing Siheng silver note with a denomination of 500 taels. It would be crazy if he wasn't a spy.
"Kill, kill, kill... kill these dog Tatars, they are the ones who betrayed us..." The angry New Army went crazy and killed these traitors, even more ruthlessly than they killed the French devils.
Sun Ximei and the others were so frightened that they couldn't hide in the buffer zone. It would be easy for them to be peeled off by the new army. At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the next block. Sun Ximei knew it when she heard it. Blind Wang was caught.
"Come on, little sister, run on. These soldiers have gone crazy. They are not human beings. Old Wang's head was chopped off with an axe, and he was tortured to death..."
Chang Sanhao ran back like a gust of wind, his face turned pale with fright, "They are really not human, they are all beasts." Chang Sanhao actually had the nerve to scold him. At this time, he had forgotten that all the soldiers and civilians in Ryukyu died directly because of them. There were no less than thirty or forty thousand people.
In the eyes of Ryukyu soldiers and civilians, they are beasts.
Run, Sun Ximei and Chang Sanhao didn't dare to run wildly on the rooftops because the whole city was full of fires. They could only avoid carefully in the shadow areas of the streets. Fortunately, they knew kung fu and had good movement skills, so they ran through three or four streets. None of the blocks were found.
But they never expected that when they escaped to the fourth block, an accident happened. A group of French soldiers had just finished fighting with the New Army and were retreating. As a result, they happened to be face to face with Sun Ximei and the others.
"Damn Chinese, kill them... no, no, no, catch them alive, I will tear them into pieces." The officer on the opposite side seemed to have red eyes, and when they saw Sun Ximei and the others, they became completely furious.
"No, we are our own people..." The stubborn donkey stretched out his hand and shouted, but everyone had forgotten that there was no interpreter at the scene, and everyone on both sides was talking to each other.
The French had just killed many people in the battle, and now they were all furious like bulls in heat. They wanted to kill Asian faces whenever they saw them, and they had to kill them brutally.
As for this group of Manchu craftsmen, perhaps their brains were a little cramped after not sleeping all night, and they wanted to distinguish friends and foes from each other. As a result, the two leading craftsmen had just yelled a few words, and their hearts were pierced by sharp bayonets.
"Kill these Chinese, kill them... Oops, there is actually a nice woman, catch her." As soon as the French army swarmed forward, Sun Ximei fled back with a whoosh like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
The killing sobered up the spies. They looked at the outnumbered French army and the pointed rifles. They left their brother's body behind and ran away without even releasing a fart.
Now, among the three leaders, Sun Ximei and the others, there were only seven hardcore people left around them. Two of them had just been stabbed to death, and the others also died one by one in the pursuit of the French army.
"Damn, how come these Chinese people are running so fast? What kind of magic is this? Shoot..." The French didn't know what qinggong was, but they had bullets. After a burst of gunfire, the six iron men all lay down. After falling, even the stubborn donkey was shot in the shoulder and staggered to the ground.
"I'm your ancestor. I sent you a message and helped you conquer Ryukyu. You actually killed me. I'm your ancestor..." Stubborn Donkey was also a hero from three mountains and five mountains. He was filled with anger and tied his hands around his waist with a shake. The chain whip started shaking.
"If you want my life, you have to trade it with your lives..." Stubborn Donkey rounded up the iron chain and rushed over with a roar. The iron whip like a spiritual snake suddenly wrapped around the neck of a French soldier. With a slight shake, black blood spurted out of the soldier's mouth.
"Kill, kill, kill, I was born not for you to kill in vain, at worst, we will die together..." The crazy and stubborn donkey rushed away in the military formation like a tank, and another French soldier was killed in the flash of the iron whip.
"No way, you stubborn donkey, just hurt us. It's easy to get some credit. But if you kill like this, it's all in vain... How can the imperial court reward the person who killed the foreigner..."
Chang Sanhao is a typical slave. In his eyes, only the Manchu official positions are real, and the rest are fake. If foreigners want to kill someone, just kill them. If they want to kill themselves, then run away. There is no way to fight back.
"Stubborn donkey, you really killed us..." However, although he scolded, he was not slow on his feet. He used the exquisite light skill of chasing cicadas in eight steps with great proficiency.
