Naha Port has never been so lively since the opening of the trade route. Thousands of soldiers and civilians poured into the dock area full of hatred, salvaging half-dead red-coated soldiers from the water one by one, and often just throwing them up one by one. More than a dozen people grabbed ropes and rushed forward to tie them up.
The French troops attacking Naha are not bad at water, but no matter how good the water ghosts are, they can't withstand the pursuit of the entire city's mobilization. Often, while they are still in the water, a group of fishermen rush up and punch them, choking them half to death and then throwing them away. Come ashore.
These French soldiers, who were called "lobster soldiers" by the Naha military and civilians, were really tied up into large lobsters this time. Thick hemp ropes and even strong ship cables became a toy for the Ryukyu military and civilians. 'sm' tool.
This is a big competition in the art of rope binding. Sailors who originally made a living at sea regarded various rope tying techniques as a necessary skill to make a living. After thousands of years of development, the sailor's knot has actually become a very advanced technology. , in the hands of this group of skilled 'artists', each cooked lobster is tied up so vividly that it is probably enough for an exhibition.
"Tighten it, tighten it again...bend your waist a little more, and hang it up like this..." French soldiers who were tied into various lobster patterns were hung on a high flagpole, like a string. The strings swayed in the wind.
There was water flowing down from his mouth, nose, and even ears. If he tightened the rope a little more, the lobster soldier simply opened his mouth and spit out all the dirty water in his stomach.
"Fuck you, you just killed our people, and now you spit on me, beat you to death..." The militia soldier who was stained with dirty water jumped up angrily, picked up a thick wooden stick and covered his head and face with a stinking blow. beat.
At this time, there was no sense left in the crowd. People saw one person taking action, and then hundreds or thousands of people started to do it.
"Hit him, beat him to death... No, no, no, don't beat him to death all at once, torture him for three days and three nights to avenge his fellow villagers..." After a while, there was only one person left in the mouths of the tens of thousands of people on the dock. Typed.
This scene was so spectacular. People tried their best to hang the lobster soldiers in the air, and a group of people around them beat them with various weapons.
The taller one can hit the enemy with a stick while standing on tiptoes, while the shorter one needs to stand on the wooden box or jump up to hit the enemy.
At the beginning, the officers of the New Army knew how to keep alive, but after all, the number of these officers was very small in the crowd. Their shouts were soon drowned out by the angry roars, and there was only one word left in the world. kill'.
People watched as the orifices of dozens of French soldiers who were beaten with sticks were bleeding and gradually became lifeless, while the rest were not much better. The air coming out was obviously more than the air coming in.
Only then did the invaders know what it was like to be afraid. The French soldiers who had just been thrown ashore were kneeling on the ground and crying in pain: "No... don't kill me... I surrender, I am a prisoner..."
"Ah... you are committing a crime and violating the public laws of all nations. You are barbarians... ah, don't kick your crotch, oh..."
"Barbarians, there is no precedent for killing prisoners in Europe. You are all criminals..."
This group of French soldiers were gibbering, and they didn't even think about whether these civilians could understand French. What's more, even if they did, so what? Prisoners must be protected by the laws of all nations, so what about innocent civilians.
When you massacred civilians, raped and plundered, did you ever think about the public laws of all nations? The principles of the world are not just in favor of your family.
Just when the killings between soldiers and civilians were on the rise, a heavy sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded from the streets in the northeast, followed by a sound familiar to all people.
"Stop... everyone stop... prisoners of war must not be abused..."
Of course, this voice belongs to King Shangtai. Maybe the people were not very familiar with this voice before, but since King Shangtai took to the streets to personally interview the soldiers and civilians, and to fight with the people in person, this voice has been known by all the people. Remember.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is here... Long live Your Majesty." The people on the long street suddenly knelt down. If in the past, people kneeling to the emperor was a habitual constraint, but today's kneeling is the people's inner worship.
King Shangtai can go to the refugee camp and personally take care of the people, can personally rescue the orphans and widows in the burning streets, and can even eat from the same pot with all the people and survive the bombing of the warships together. Such a king is already rare. The wise king.
Although this war caused heavy casualties and property losses to the Ryukyu Kingdom, it also had an unexpected gain, which was that it made King Shangtai's throne more secure. Now even if Xiao Letian wants to seize Shangtai's throne, the people will not. There will be complaints, let alone others.
Of course, Xiao Letian’s ambition is not to build a small Ryukyu. What he has always insisted on is to control Ryukyu economically and militarily, rather than to gain the righteous status of King Shangtai. Therefore, Xiao Letian’s move to win the hearts of King Shangtai is It doesn't matter at all.
King Shangtai rode his horse through the crowd. When he saw that there were more than a hundred corpses standing on the pier, he did not dare to neglect and quickly ordered: "All soldiers and civilians obey the order. From now on, Xiang Ying is appointed as the leader of the student soldiers. The prime minister's sword-drawing team and The Japanese Shimadzu reinforcements accept the command of Xiang Ying... All prisoners are under the supervision of student soldiers and no one is allowed to take over."
"From now on, we are not allowed to torture prisoners, let alone kill them without authorization."
With a bang, everyone on the dock exclaimed, "Why, these bastards have killed so many of us, why can't we kill them? Your Majesty wants to avenge the dead people."
Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians knelt on the ground and cried. Their only request was to kill the prisoners. Kill all the prisoners.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. King Shangtai had no experience in dealing with such group incidents. He was helpless on his horse. General Liang Kun arrived at the critical moment and became angry when he saw this scene.
"Where's Lu Ying, you are a bitch, how can you control the soldiers... blow the rally call, the new army will assemble for me first, and make a fuss among the common people..."
Lu Ying blushed and ran over to salute, "Yes, blow the assembly horn..." After a while, the ticking bugle sounded, and the new army on the dock began to break away from the crowd. The soldier looked for his squad leader, and the squad leader looked for his company platoon. , under the military banners, military formations that looked like tofu chunks began to gather together.
The army is such a strange collective. They are all ordinary people when they are scattered. Their emotions are also affected by the surrounding environment. But as long as they gather together and find their own organization under the military flag, then collectivism will immediately replace it. Individualism.
It doesn't matter what you want to do, what matters is what the collective wants to do, and only the military commanders, only their leaders, decide what the collective wants to do.
"Everyone is here, take a moment...stand at attention, and the whole army will tie up the prisoners together. They are not allowed to beat or torture, let alone kill...the prisoners are counted and handed over to the student soldiers immediately...to execute the order."
"Yes... execute the order." The entire army immediately began to form a group of companies and platoons, separating the civilians and the captured French troops with a human wall.
French soldiers were brought up from the sea one after another. After their weapons were collected, they were registered by student soldiers who were proficient in foreign languages. Ten prisoners were taken away from the dock in groups of ten.
The streets were full of people's eyes of hatred, and some people picked up stones and threw them at them. However, because there were soldiers maintaining order, every riot was blocked by the new army's body.
"Fellow, stop smashing it. If you hit me again, you'll hit me... We also have orders. Don't worry, the Prime Minister will never spare them when he comes back..."
"Yes, yes, sir, please don't get excited. Sit behind the door and rest for a while. Don't be angry... You think so. If we kill them all, won't there be nothing left to kill when the prime minister comes back? Let's give him The Prime Minister leaves a few..."
"Yes, yes, let's leave a few for the Prime Minister, so that the Prime Minister can enjoy his hand addiction..." Old people are really like children. He actually believed such an excuse. However, such an episode did dilute the violence in the crowd. gas.
Senior Japanese officials such as Ryoma Sakamoto and Rigen Kayama were so impressed that they couldn't say anything about the soldiers trained by Prime Minister Xiao.
These senior Japanese samurai know that it is not easy to lead troops. The most difficult part of leading troops is to stop their anger. It is easy to make soldiers fanatical and there are many ways to make them risk their lives, but to make the army after a bloody battle Stopping anger is very difficult.
After the bloody battle, the soldiers had too much anger hidden in their hearts. They were overwhelmed by the blood and relied on their blood bravery and wild beast-like primitive killing desire to support their spirits.
Why have cities been massacred, plundered, and prisoners tortured at the end of wars since ancient times? This is because the hostility of the entire army must be released.
Ordinary soldiers are not very well educated, and they do not know how to control their emotions. This kind of anger is ultimately vented through violence.
The Japanese samurai share the same sentiments on this point. This nation is small but violent. In their thousands of years of history, their research on the subject of 'curing anger' has made no progress at all. Just go and see it after every war. Japanese soldiers must Let it vent, otherwise the army will be in chaos.
Today, the Ryukyu New Army's unique ability to 'stop anger' completely conquered them. Sometimes the difference between the upper army and the lower army can be clearly revealed at this point.
Sakamoto Ryoma whispered, "When I was young, I grew up in Shikoku. The waters of the Pacific Ocean broadened my mind. At that time, I thought my mind was as big as the sea... But today, when I met Prime Minister Xiao, I realized that my mind is not even as deep as a pond, and the Prime Minister is the man as deep as the Pacific Ocean..."
Huashan Liyuan was completely convinced now. He recalled the scene where he and Xiao Letian were against each other, and his calves were even trembling. "Hai... If your mind is as big as a pond, then I am as small as a teacup."
Behind the crowd, Takenaka Inoue leaned weakly on half of the remaining wall, and could only mutter to himself, "How did you do it? How did the Prime Minister train the army? There must be some truth in this. What exactly is this truth?" What."
