A glass of wine, a few drops of bitter tears.
The firelight illuminated Chu Qing's reluctant face.
"Farewell, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, farewell, Kawabata Yasunari, 嘤嘤嘤..."
"Farewell, Showa beauties, woo woo woo..."
"Farewell, Nakamori Akina, Amami Yuki, Ozawa Makoto, Fukada Kyoko, if I can't get it, don't be born..."
"Farewell, Aoi Si, Yiyi, Yoshizawa Bubu, hey..."
Chu Qing was really reluctant to give up. He turned his head and shouted emotionally: "Keep shooting, keep burning, don't stop!"
Twenty warships were circling the offshore area while firing fierce kerosene and gunpowder crossbows into the territory of Yingdao.
Chu Qing stood on the bow of the boat, thinking hard for a long time, and found that there seemed to be no nostalgia for this poor place.
After laughing, Chu Qing thought of an interesting thing.
The civilizations that have disappeared, such as Atlantis, the Golden Fruit, the Kingdom of Shambhala, Avalon, etc., will at least leave records in later generations. As for Yingdao, there is really no way to compare with these disappeared civilizations, because There is no value worth recording, no contribution to all mankind at all, nothing worth recording.
"It's not that I won't record it for you, and it won't be of any use if I give you a chance."
The more Chu Qing thought about it, the happier he became, and said to himself: "I can't even write about it. People say that the disappearing civilization or country is such and such a country. There once was a splendid civilization. How can I write about Yingdao? This is One whose clothes are purely for decoration, whose wealth does not go to outsiders, whose mother can turn into a sister, and whose sister can turn into a wife, is extremely disgusting..."
"That's not right. Europe and the United States seem to have the same virtue."
The warship rides the wind and waves, spreading the anger of the people of Chang.
The third brother calculated the angle with an abacus.
Chu Qing muttered to himself.
The cuttlefish roared loudly.
"Hang it out for Yu Zhishen and hang it on the bow of the ship, and hang Di Qinhu on the stern of the ship. Let them open their dog eyes and take a good look at how the Chang people take revenge!"
Chu Qing no longer thought about the things that existed and didn't exist, and shouted.
Now, of the three great beasts, only two are left. Either the traitor will die first, as is the case in Dingmo Village.
Chu Qing didn't want to kill Ding Mocun, mainly because he forgot about it.
When the southern naval camp was burned down last night, Ding Mocun was hung on the stern of the ship, hanging in a cage, half of his body in the water.
In the end, some Japanese thieves really swam over. They couldn't damage the hull of the ship, let alone climb on it. For some reason, they stabbed Ding Mo Village in the cage with a knife.
Ying Thief's knife skills were very good. His uncle glanced at the corpse and saw that Ding Mocun had been stabbed more than sixty times in total. His skin was pierced like a steel ball. You could tell from his expression that he was extremely frightened and in agony before he died.
I just don’t know if he regretted what he did the moment before he died.
It should be regret, traitors are all like this. When they betray their country, they feel happy in one word. When retribution comes, they are willing to use everything for a chance to reform. Of course, if he can really go back to the past, should he betray his country or betray his country? This kind of person is hopeless.
A flag ship appeared, sent by the nearest west side force.
There is nothing to say. Brother Dajun’s side went extremely smoothly, and Boss Fu’s plan was perfectly executed, sinking the ship and burning the camp.
"Tell Brother Dajun that the plan remains unchanged. After the flames are extinguished, we will explore the horse ashore and survey the terrain, especially areas with many woods. Mark them out. If you encounter enemies and thieves, return to the shore. No one is allowed to fight. If you come, burn them. , burn it and run away.”
"only."
Tan Ma disembarked and returned to the flag ship.
There is nothing that can be done about it. In maritime operations, there is no quick and effective way to convey military orders, not even flying pigeons can do it.
Seeing that the fever was almost done, Chu Qing lay on the rocking chair specially designed for cuttlefish, basking in the sun leisurely.
The coast of Yingdao was blazing with flames. The Japanese thief had no choice but to lie in the sun on the enemy's land and waters. This feeling was simply not very pleasant.
The flag ships on both sides also arrived before sunset on the second day.
Chu Qing expressed high praise for Wang Tianyu's "flower work". This kind of groundbreaking thinking is very cruel. He does not agree with it and does not advocate it. However, if it is used on the Japanese thieves, it will not be rejected.
As for Wen Ya's side, Chu Qing sprayed Tan Ma with blood.
"Wen Laoliu's head was caught in the cabin. Those sick horses are useless. Does he know how big Yingdao is? Go back and tell him that if he does such useless things again, go back to the East China Sea and A Yi will take his place!" "
Tan Ma was innocent. He was just reporting the news. He was kicked back to the boat by Chu Qing. He returned to the flag ship and was about to find Wen Ya to express his anger from the supreme commander of the Three Ways Boat Division in the East China Sea.
Chu Qing's good mood was swept away.
Nineteen people were killed in the battle, which was somewhat unacceptable to him.
"Master, Wen Laoliu's method..."
The third brother hesitated for a moment and did not continue. He knew that Chu Qing also understood that it was right to let the sick horse transmit the disease, but he could not accept the battle losses at the beginning of the war.
Chu Qing ran to the edge of the ship again and shouted to Tan Ma who had just boarded the flag ship: "Tell that idiot Wen Laoliu that we have plenty of time, but life is the most important thing. Enough people from Chang have died already! "
Tan Ma stood on the boat, knelt down on one knee, and performed a military salute. He was too far away, so he didn't know what he said.
Chu Qing squinted his eyes: "That Dasan's lips moved, what did he say?"
Fu San: "It should be Wei."
"You're not going to kill my uncle, are you?"
Fu San: “…”
The four armies wandered leisurely on the sea for three days, and the supply ship from Ryukyu Island arrived.
Chu Qing began to be troubled again. Except for Chen Dinglan's side, the fierce fire oil did not consume even 30%. Only Chen Dinglan's side consumed 60%, mainly because Wang Tianyu blindly set the fire there.
The other three armies burned the mountains and forests, or any place where they could set up camp. Only Wang Tianyu, like a psychopath, would not stop until all the soil he saw was scorched black.
On the fourth day, the southern fleet began to disembark. Stepping on the charred earth that was still warm, Chu Qing smiled like a child.
"This is the land of Yingdao."
Chu Qing opened his hands and breathed in the pungent burnt smell, with a hint of excitement on his face: "This is the place where my soul lingers in my dreams, the place where I long for my dreams."
The eldest uncle cannot understand Chu Qing or Chu Qing's "feelings" for Yingdao.
Everyone hates the Japanese thieves, no one does not hate them, but my friends only started to hate them after they arrived at the Three Paths of the East China Sea, and they hate them even more.
Only Chu Qing has never been to the East China Sea. Except for Cao Hu, he has never communicated with people in the East China Sea. In fact, even before Cao Hu arrived in Changjing, Chu Qing made no secret of his love for Ying. The "emotion" of the island is almost fanatical and seems to be an obsession.
"Explore the horse thirty miles deep, draw the map, mark the mountains and forests, retreat when encountering the enemy, don't be reluctant to fight."
Chu Qing issued the military order, and fifty men got on their horses and ran in all directions.
"The next step is to fight hard."
Chu Qing put away his cynical smile and clenched his fists tightly: "For the rest of the days, we will be accompanied by the flames."
Liao Wenzhi nodded slightly: "One day, we will accumulate soil on the top of Mount Fuji to commemorate our Dachang soldiers!"
Chu Qing looked back at Lao Liao, feeling disgusted because this guy was too high-level and looked low.
Ertong was dumbfounded and asked: "Mr. Liao, where is Mount Fuji?"
Liao Wenzhi smiled slightly: "In the central and southern part of the country, your commander said that the mountain is called Fuji."
