Are there ghosts and gods in this world? Xiao Letian never believed it before, but after experiencing the bizarre time travel, his belief has long been shaken.
After he came to this world, Xiao Letian could feel that he was not alone. Rather than fighting against this era, it was better to say that there was a powerful force that was always protecting him.
It may be that the heroes of the ages are surrounding him, or it may be that China's thousand-year-old national destiny is struggling to support and seek breakthroughs... Anyway, Xiao Letian can always feel a force in the dark every time he makes a major decision.
"The soul is back..." Xiao Letian sighed and burst into tears, and at that moment, the entire keel of the Zhiyuan suddenly made a very low click sound that could be heard by everyone.
It was as if something was resurrected on the huge steel keel!
The face of the sailor who was throwing the cable on the deck suddenly turned pale, and the hairs all over his body were shaking. At that moment, the aura of the Zhiyuan suddenly changed.
If the Zhiyuan that traveled across the ocean before was just a steel weapons platform floating on the ocean, now the Zhiyuan seems to have a soul. It has turned into a heavy maritime cavalry wearing heavy armor and wrapped in steel. , something indescribable awakened at this moment.
Xiao Letian reached out and stroked the rough steel plate, wiping his nose and tears with his cuffs. "It'll be good to come back. Everything will be fine when you go home!"
When Xiao Letian was crying, no one around him dared to get close. The soldiers of the Prime Minister's Guard automatically dispersed under the command of Luo Huo and Wang Huaiyuan, leaving the Prime Minister a space that was absolutely independent enough.
They didn't hear clearly what Xiao Letian had just underestimated, but they saw the Prime Minister's tears and heard the weird and supernatural scene on the Zhiyuan.
When Xiao Letian turned around, his expression was much calmer, "Where is Xiang Ying!"
"Arrived!" Xiang Ying shouted, stepped out of the queue, stood in front of Xiao Letian, raised his chest and raised his head to perform a military salute.
"I can only give you a 60% credit for this mission. Being able to bring the Zhiyuan back is considered a 60% achievement... You dare to start a war without my permission. This is a fourth-level fault! Damn it, I really won't let it. I'm sorry, I originally wanted to give you the title of viscount, but now it seems that you are just a baron..."
"Are you convinced?" Xiao Letian stared at him and said.
Xiang Ying's eyes were red, "I'm convinced! Not only are I convinced, my subordinates also hope that the Prime Minister will not reward me as a Viscount. A total of 134 brothers died on the way back home this time... I beg the Prime Minister to share my credit with them! They just He’s a hero!”
Xiao Letian nodded, "Understood! Since you don't want the title, I won't give it to you... As for the rewards for the dead in battle, they are absolutely indispensable!" At this point, he smiled mischievously at Xiang Ying, "How about it, You didn’t expect me to be so rude, did you? If you are just being polite to me, I will take it seriously! Hahaha..."
Xiang Ying was unmoved. He still stood up straight, his waist straight. "This subordinate is not just being polite! The small achievements I have made all the way back from Europe are due to the joint efforts of this group." , relying on the incredible performance of the giant steel ship built by the Prime Minister! It is my honor to be able to command such a warship in my life, and this is already my luck! "
"It's important for people to know themselves! What do you think?"
Xiao Letian's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "Damn it, this sea of stars is for training people! That little scholar who cried his nose back then was actually tempered into such a piece of steel! The navy is really talented... …”
"I have to reward you with something..." Xiao Letian thought thoughtfully, and suddenly he raised his hand and threw the riding whip over. "If you catch it, then I'll reward you with holding the horse for me!"
Xiang Ying was stunned and subconsciously caught the riding whip thrown by the Prime Minister. He blinked but quickly strode forward, grabbed the reins of the war horse, and walked in front without any complaints.
At this moment, all the officers in the military port stood at attention and saluted Xiao Letian. When the war horse passed by Nohira Tai and Hyoutaro, Xiao Letian said lightly, "Any soldier who participates in a fight will be locked up for three days and will be recorded as a major demerit... and suspended." The Chinese applicants for these soldiers..."
"Prime Minister!" Nohira Tai and Hyo Taro suddenly shouted, and they said with great sadness, "Prime Minister, don't do this! You can punish them as you like, make them a death squad, and let them be detained for seven days, no, no, no... for a month! I Please Prime Minister, please don’t reject their Chinese application..."
At this point, the two of them knelt down on the ground. "We are willing to use our titles to atone for the sins of those soldiers! If you want to be punished, please punish us... Wuwuwu!" The cry was heartbreaking.
Sakamoto Ryoma also knelt on the side of the road and presented his canonization order. "Prime Minister, I am the biggest sinner in this conflict. I also ask the Prime Minister to take back my canonization order! Please give those soldiers a chance to change their ways!"
Xiang Ying's title was retired very happily, but it was difficult for these three people to retire. Xiao Letian shook his head, "No! I will not take back the titles I gave you... I can understand it very well." I’m telling you, this is your punishment!”
"Those five hundred Baidao members lost the opportunity to apply for the Chinese clan, but the three of you can still live a good life with your noble titles... Go feel guilty! Go blame yourself! Go face the helplessness of those soldiers who are loyal to you The look in your eyes!"
"Because of the stupidity of you three, so many soldiers were punished! You are really good at it... Of course, you can also treat those soldiers as victims. Can they become Chinese? Can they get rewards in the future? What does it have to do with you?"
"Isn't it enough to enjoy your own blessings? Once a general achieves great success, his bones will wither away. Doesn't your Japanese Bushido spirit advocate sacrifice? Even if you don't care about your own life, you still care about other people's achievements?"
"No..." Hyoutaro hit his head on the cement pavement, and blood spurted out. He really couldn't stand the ridicule from his godfather. This kind of punishment that hit people's hearts was simply unimaginable to them.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Okay...don’t let me be such a despicable person! I’m not, I really am not!”
These Japanese samurai are not afraid of pain, tiredness, or death... They can accept any punishment, but they are afraid of this heart-wrenching insult.
The three of them could imagine that if those five hundred brothers lost the opportunity to join the Chinese clan, they themselves would always enjoy the blessings with the title. So throughout their lives, the three of them did not dare to face the eyes of these brothers.
They will not be able to escape the condemnation of their conscience. The Prime Minister is forcing them to commit suicide!
Noheita kowtowed to Xiao Letian respectfully, without saying anything. He just unbuttoned his military uniform and tore open the white shirt underneath.
There was a cry, and the sharp ribs were unsheathed. "Prime Minister! I can no longer serve you! I will give you this life..." After speaking, he exerted force on his wrist, and the blade went straight to his abdomen.
