How brutal the Fushuai battle was in the end was a question the Railway Corps special forces members could answer when the reporter interviewed Dairo Shimazu, who had snow-white hair and even white eyebrows.
Shimazu Dairo, who was building plum blossoms in the courtyard, cut off the most precious main branch with trembling hands. Looking at the bare branches, his face turned pale!
"I was born into a samurai family. The Shimazu family was also a famous name in Japan during the Warring States Period! I have received orthodox samurai education since I was a child..."
"In my heart, war is the duty of warriors and soldiers, and any sacrifice and death is allowed! But in this bloody battle, I discovered for the first time that war is so close to the people!"
"Driving the people into the battlefield, what kind of thing can an evil Shura ghost do?"
"You may not know that during my Fuso Warring States period, Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, Tokugawa Ieyasu... flags stood one after another, and bloody battles continued..."
"But did you know? The total population of Fuso did not decline during the Warring States Period! Instead, it maintained a balance or even increased slightly!"
"The key point is that our Fuso wars are concentrated among samurai and ashigaru. The so-called peasant-soldier wars are very rare!"
"The warriors fought with the soldiers, and the farmers farmed and paid taxes. Life was hard but they could still survive! But after seeing the civil war in the Qing Dynasty, I realized how cruel the competition for conquest on the mainland was!"
"This is not a war that determines victory or defeat at all, but an absolute war that determines life and death! Why bother to coerce so many civilians when the Qing Dynasty's own internal factions fight!"
Shimazu Dairo's eyes became cloudy. He recalled the batches of rebels who attacked the formation. They were no soldiers but ordinary people like crazy!
Shimazu Dairo's remarks certainly have historical limitations, because Xiao Letian knew that due to his appearance in this era, the rise of Fuso's nationalism was interrupted by him!
Since the fall of Japan, there has been a complete trend towards Chinese integration. The trend of thinking about the spread of Western learning to the east has suddenly been changed to the spread of Chinese learning to the east!
Japan's Bushido had no chance to blend with nationalism and capitalist ideas, eventually forming militarism!
Shimazu Dairo and others have never experienced the kind of battle for the fate of the country that drains the lives of all the Fuso people on the archipelago and is tied to the chariot!
Therefore, his bushido thoughts did not evolve into evil ways. Instead, they remained as they were in the medieval feudal era and did not change for a long time.
Therefore, he has never seen such a bloody battle, which involves civilians and even women and children and strangles them together. This is a cruel war that squeezes out the last drop of blood regardless of vitality!
But it’s not enough if you don’t fight. You pity these crazy people but refuse to pity you!
"My military status is in the Ba Dao Brigade and in the Foreign Legion. Due to the charter of the head of state, our Foreign Legion can keep a unique weapon of our own nation on the battlefield!"
"I brought the Bizen Nagafune Tachi from the Warring States Period. It is still extremely sharp after hundreds of years... At that time, our ancestor Shimazu Takahisa used this sword to cut off the assassin ninja hiding in the closet with one blow!"
"The wardrobe and the assassin were chopped into two pieces! This shows how sharp this sword is..."
"When I joined the Chinese clan to fight, the master of the family gave me this famous sword from the treasure chest. I wish that I would have a long martial arts career in the Chinese clan and be able to bring glory to the Shimazu family!"
"It was this Bizen Nagabune sword that was almost destroyed in this bloody battle..."
Directly opposite the dry landscape scenery is the clean tatami main hall. The reporter turned around and looked at a broken scabbard of a tachi enshrined on the low table in the middle.
"That's it...it's beyond repair. I'm lucky it didn't break at that time!"
"That bloody battle... ugh... I never thought in my life that this famous sword handed down from my family would kill so many people!"
"What kind of rebels are they! In my eyes, they are all a bunch of hungry lunatics. Under the torn clothes, you can clearly count every rib, and you can't see a little bit of fat from his lower abdomen! "
"A skinny person is just a skeleton!"
"You...did you know? With that knife, the person who died...had barely a few drops of blood!"
Shimazu Dalang's hands were shaking slightly as he held the teacup. The hot tea could not feel any warmth in his hands at this moment. He was almost surrounded by the memory of fear.
"Amitabha... No wonder the eminent monk who taught me etiquette when I was a child once told me... Whenever there is a great disaster in heaven and earth, many people actually make up for it!"
"The King of Hell will gather all the damned people together and meet this fate on the same day! You can see many people breathing and eating and talking, but this person is already dead, really dead..."
"Three souls and seven souls have been taken away by the ghosts, so you can often see that when the prisoners are slaughtered after the bloody battle, the prisoners can obviously resist but no one resists!"
"Because they are already dead and their souls are no longer intact..."
The two reporters did not expect that the old general would be so excited. He spoke quickly and his eyes were empty. They quickly changed the topic, "General! General, let's not talk about this anymore... Let's talk about the final reinforcements! Let's talk about the final reinforcements." victory……"
Shimazu Dairo took three minutes to calm down and said, "I remember... of course I remember, at that time I cut down the flanking attack of two rebels!"
"My tachi was stuck by my opponent's ring-shou sword. The rough iron ring got stuck on the edge of the blade, causing a half-inch gap..."
"I knew at that time that it was hopeless. This knife would break if it was subjected to another violent chop!"
"Looking around, it was bright red all around, and Fu Shuai's flag was almost planted in a large pile of corpses... The whole army was involved, and even Fu Shuai's civilian staff was hacked all over with an engineer shovel. It’s all blood…”
"I admit that airships and cavalry work really well together... but the number of people is too small, there are too many enemies, too many..."
"Fu Shuai's body is covered in blood, but he is still laughing, still laughing wildly, and he is shouting that he will die for his country today! There is only Fu Qing who died in battle, and there is no Fu Qing who surrendered..."
"Guiziliu, you have lost your conscience and destroyed all human relations... You will definitely be defeated!"
"Haha... Fu Shuai has already tried his best. You can imagine how miserable we are!"
"The army of more than 20,000 people was fragmented and divided into more than 20 independent battle formations of various sizes on the battlefield. We really want to get closer together, but life and death cannot break down the torrent of rebels!"
"Every attempt to get closer failed. The large military formations became smaller and smaller, and the small military formations were even submerged... At that time, there were only more than a thousand people in the Chinese army position protecting Fu Shuai and Shuai Qi..."
"We can see Li Tuo's furious roar in the sky. He doesn't even use any flags, he just leans forward and roars down..."
"I heard it very clearly... That's the enemy's reinforcements arriving! Prince Gong's son Cheng Beile can't fight, but he can still be a transport officer!"
"The rebels coming from the south have been organized by him one after another. At this moment, a group of more than 50,000 new rebels are coming towards us in a steady stream!"
"We have reached a dead end... We know that there is no turning back today! It is a pity that we have failed to live up to the great trust of King Luo Huo. It is a pity that we cannot follow the head of state to see the final victory!"
"There is still a rib around my waist, and I have protected it well... I don't know if I can die by disemboweling myself like a samurai!"
"I really... really want that honor!"
