"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief..."
"The Tiancheng...is broken..."
The words "Japanese messenger" were like a bolt from the blue.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
"Didn't you say a few hours ago that Tiancheng is as stable as Mount Tai?"
"Don't tell me that there are 200,000 locust troops and 150,000 locust auxiliary troops in Tiancheng. It will be no problem to hold on for more than ten days, right?"
"Haven't hundreds of heavy artillery been deployed from Tiancheng Arsenal to strengthen the firepower?"
"How long has it been since?"
"It's less than a day!"
"Less than a day! Why did it become so fast!"
"Asshole! Asshole!"
"What happened in the meantime!"
"Who can tell me!"
"Who can tell me!"
"hateful!"
"idiot!"
"Bagya Road!"
"You are lying about military information!"
"Are you lying to this commander?"
"You are so brave!"
"Who gave you the balls!"
"Are you a spy of the New First Division?"
"Yes or no!"
"ah!"
"Speak! Speak!"
Old Japs Okamura grabbed the arm of the Japs messenger and roared hysterically.
The whole person's state is like a madman.
It's really like crazy.
It seems to destroy everything!
The Japanese soldiers wanted to cry without tears.
You are holding my neck, how the hell can I talk.
He's about to die!
too painful!
"Your Majesty Commander, you...why don't you put him down and let him speak slowly..."
"If you continue to pinch yourself, you may die..."
The Japanese lieutenant general's chief of staff couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and reminded him.
After hearing this, the old man Okamura's mood improved a little.
She gave up the urge to continue strangling the Japanese messenger to death, and now she was holding on to the arm of the Japanese messenger with a burning gaze...
"cough……"
"Cough cough cough..."
"Whirring whirring……"
The Japanese messenger soldier who survived the disaster was trembling constantly, and his lips could not help but tremble violently.
horrible……
terrible.
He was almost strangled to death.
The ordering soldier survived the disaster, looking frightened at this moment.
The mood is not very stable yet.
At this moment, the demon-like commander was still glaring at him viciously.
He looked like he wanted to swallow himself completely.
"talk!"
"Say it!"
"What's going on!"
The old devil Okamura roared from his throat, his expression extremely ferocious.
"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief, this is...this is a telegram from His Excellency Commander Fujiwara."
"His Excellency Commander Fujiwara said in the telegram that the Chief of Staff of the 1st Imperial Army, Masao Ono, betrayed the Empire and brought the elite troops of the New 1st Division to the vicinity of the headquarters."
"The headquarters was taken away, and dozens of imperial generals died on the spot..."
"Then the defenders of Tiancheng lost their command and became chaotic."
"The New First Division took the opportunity to capture and charge into Tiancheng."
"In order to preserve the strength of the empire, His Excellency Commander Fujiwara chose to lead the remaining imperial troops to Yucheng for a temporary rest..."
"Your Majesty Commander, this is all...the whole situation."
"It's all...explained in the telegram."
After the Japanese messenger finished his report, he struggled subconsciously, but the old Japanese soldier Okamura was too excited, so he held his shoulders firmly.
While struggling, the Japanese soldiers felt a burst of pain...
Bad luck...
It's really unlucky.
At this moment, the urge to vomit blood continued to increase.
My mood was extremely depressed.
What a mess this is.
What bad luck!
"Amagi..."
"Really lost..."
"Masao Ono...the empire is rebellious..."
"Fujiwara Mayu...the empire's waste..."
"This commander is fighting desperately on the front line..."
"These stupid pigs are trying their best to collapse in the rear."
"What's the point of all our efforts..."
"Too many stupid pigs, a crime other than war! A crime other than war!"
The old devil Okamura muttered to himself, his body swayed, and he collapsed directly to the ground.
"Your Mightiness……"
The Japanese Lieutenant General Chief of Staff was startled for a moment and was about to come over to help him, but was stopped by the old Japanese soldier Okamura.
"do not come."
"Let me calm down."
"The Celestial City was destroyed..."
"The way back was raided..."
"As long as...if only that idiot Fujiwara Mayu can hold on for three more days, it would be great if I, the commander, take over the mountain castle."
"This way...the imperial army can still have a way out."
"Now... morale is gone and there's no point."
"well……"
A long sigh.
Gradually it fell into silence.
Everything... was cleared.
Everything without meaning is destined to have no value of existence.
"Your Majesty Commander, what should we do next?"
"Do you want to...continue to...continue to attack this mountain city?"
The Japanese lieutenant general's chief of staff opened his mouth, looking dazed.
As he spoke, there was a look of helplessness on his face.
"What's the point of continuing to attack?"
"The destruction of the Celestial City was a bolt from the blue for us."
"But for those Xia troops, this is great news!"
"Their morale will soar to the extreme because of this incident."
"If we continue to stay here and attack the mountain city, a steady stream of Xia troops will come from the surrounding areas and engulf us completely..."
"At that time, it will be meaningless except that the empire will pay hundreds of thousands more pensions."
"It's better to take these hundreds of thousands of imperial warriors away..."
"Gather the imperial army and retake Tiancheng!"
The old Japanese devil Okamura took a deep breath, his body trembled slightly, and his face continued to beat in a pale state.
"If I had known this, why would I do it in the first place?"
"I should have been more determined and killed the stupid pig envoy Miyata Masao directly."
"Then directly lead the assembled 600,000 imperial army to attack Jincheng directly."
"First eradicate the scourge of the New First Division..."
"If we really did this, there would be no chance of today's collapse!"
"Time is destiny!"
"Time is destiny!"
"Are these all decisions of fate?"
The sound of muttering to oneself followed, and the meaning of sighing was very touching.
The old devil Okamura seemed to have lost all support and instantly aged by more than ten years.
His energy level collapsed immediately.
"Your Excellency Okamura..."
"You have to hold on."
"You are the backbone of the empire."
"The future of the empire depends on you to plan..."
"If something happens to you, the empire will have no hope..."
"Your Excellency Okamura..."
The Japanese lieutenant general's chief of staff kept shaking the old Japanese man Okamura's body, fearing that he would collapse and even become so angry that he would be angered to death...
Who will deal with this mess then? Who will bear the responsibility for the destruction of Tiancheng?
What is needed most now is a high-ranking imperial general who can take the blame.
Old devil Okamura is obviously suitable.
"The new 1st Division is not destroyed, and there is absolutely no way that this commander will lose his fighting spirit!"
