"Why this, this, this?" Maoli Yiyuan and the others immediately became angry. "Sir! Why can they Chinese people kill people and kill these high-ranking officials? Why do we have to be punished for killing people? We don't accept it!"
Looking at this group of Fuso warriors from beginning to end, they are three officers at the level of division commanders. In Japan, generals who can command an army of ten thousand people are already at the level of family elders or above. Such people have their own main cities and fiefs. In Europe, they are called Nobles, these people are called local daimyo in Japan.
This kind of big shot kills as many people as he wants. We killed a few big soldiers and civilians, but we were punished and even expelled from the battlefield. Who the hell can be convinced!
The pot is fried, everything is fried! Shimazu Asuka pulled Chosi's sleeve and shouted, "Why do you want to kill them? Why do you use such cruel methods as hanging? Why can you kill them, but we can't?"
Ding Si was stunned when he asked, "I'm so stupid, why are you so surprised? Just kill people, why do you ask so many questions? Bullets cost nothing? Killing with a knife won't spurt blood? Rope?" I'm happy to make it clean and tidy, and you can take care of it!"
"Crazy!" Ding Si was speechless at the frequent brain cramps of these Fuso warriors. Maybe it was a cultural surprise. These men outside the customs thought that the Fuso warriors were mentally abnormal.
To give a simple example, there is a big gathering every ten days. The volunteers distribute drinks to the soldiers. Of course, if we men outside the customs drink too much, we are bragging. If we brag happily, we will continue to drink. If we brag too much, we will hug and fall. , feel good, then drink, then blow
But this group of Fuso people are different. They sing and dance after drinking too much! In the middle of winter, people would strip naked and wear only a thong or even no thong at all, and the big swaying birds would sing and dance. The scene was really spectacular.
From then on, everyone in the volunteer army believed that this group of Fuso warriors were perverts. Yes, they were perverts. It is said that the prime minister coined this term and it was very popular in Ryukyu.
Today, it seems that they still haven't taken their medicine and have become mentally ill again. Do you care if we kill people? Ichigen Mori and Asuka Shimazu received countless eyeballs.
Unable to explain the reason to these Chinese people, these Fuso warriors surrounded Sakamoto Ryoma. "Sir! We don't understand. Isn't this bullying? They can kill noble officers with impunity, but we can't kill a few common people." We are not convinced!”
Some warriors were almost crying. They were not willing to be punished, and they were not willing to have their achievements discounted or even wiped out. They grabbed the clothes of the Dragon Attendant and started crying.
"You said we are perverts and like to enjoy the process of killing. Don't the Chinese enjoy it? Look at how excited they are to strangle people with ropes! They kill people in different ways, but we just behead them. Why should we be punished? They Nothing happened? If you don’t accept it, I just don’t accept it!”
Sakamoto Ryoma was defeated by the paranoia of these samurai. He went up and kicked "Yaga! Yaga and the others got military orders to kill! Did you get military orders to kill? Don't ask me why. Wait until the war is over and the post-war summary meeting will begin." When the time comes, I will give you the answer!”
"You don't need to ask questions like this. The post-war summary meeting is the time to ask questions! Military regulations, you must keep them in your heart and regard them as your soul."
After beating, scolding, and persuading, these Fuso warriors were finally persuaded to leave. In the end, Sakamoto Ryoma was so tired that he stuck out his tongue. He looked at the sailors guarding him and smiled bitterly, "I made you laugh."
The sailors were not in the mood to talk about this at this time. They pointed in the direction of the Amur Gulf with shocked expressions. "Sir, the enemy's warships have made strange movements! They are going to make a desperate attempt to escape."
At this time, Sakamoto Ryoma was standing on a relatively high ground, where he could overlook the entire Amur Gulf and the hills on the opposite side.
There were a total of fifteen large warships and more than twenty small gunboats deep in the bay. At this time, the small gunboats began to attack forward with a phalanx, and they were prepared to sacrifice themselves to expand the safe exit range of the mine array.
Behind these small boats are fifteen scattered warships, and at this moment the largest tonnage of the Aleut has lowered its flagship flag.
"The flag has been lowered! The Ariut has given up command? Which warship will take his place?"
Sakamoto Ryoma sneered and said, "No one will replace him. Etolin is crazy. He wants to disperse the attack. How many ships can survive? They would rather sink the warship into the sea than leave it to us!"
That's right, the faces of Aitorin and Diachenko are now ferocious, the city has fallen, and any resisting army soldiers have been massacred. Those Tsarist Russian soldiers on the coast who had no way to escape were slaughtered one by one with volleys and bayonets.
The weaklings are surrendering, being tied up with ropes and dragged away by the Chinese. God knows what fate awaits them.
The two generals were completely desperate. They issued the final combat order, "Brave navy soldiers! The army has been completely wiped out. We have lost this battle! The Central Asian cavalry regiment did not arrive in the end!"
"At this last moment, I, Diyachenko Etolin, with the authority granted by His Majesty the Tsar as the commander and deputy commander of the Far Eastern Army, issue the final battle order to everyone!"
"All naval warships, fight independently, break out of the enemy's blockade, and leave our destiny to God! You must remember that although we lost today's battle, the final victory of the entire war is still ours! "
"One hundred thousand cavalry regiments from Central Asia have arrived! These rebels will eventually die under the sword of the Cossacks! Tsarist Russia will win! Tsar Ula!"
The grief-stricken navy sounded the whistle, and all warships were on first-level combat readiness. They looked at the slowly descending flagship flag and saluted the last military salute. At that moment, the mourning soldiers burst into desperate roars.
"Tsar Ulla! Imperial Ulla! Rush out and disperse the assault. Wait until the cavalry regiment arrives. We will definitely come back here!"
At this moment, the Zhiyuan was ready for battle. Xiao Letian sneered, "That's cruel! Don't I just want you warships to be training ships? Are you so unwilling to obey me? If you don't want to, then sink them all."
The Zhiyuan's main gun roared angrily, and an offshore patrol gunboat that rushed forward was hit by a shell in the middle of the ship's hull. The violent explosion completely turned this small gunboat of more than 200 tons into parts on the sea. .
At this moment, the field artillery group in the urban area of Vladivostok was already in place. At Xiang Shaolong's order, the artillery shells hit the Amur Bay like hailstones.
The Russian fleet's due south and due east were all covered by a hail of artillery shells, and thick smoke billowed in the bay.
