C503 Closing Ceremony of War

The tide of the Ryukyu's nationalist awakening was not smooth sailing. The people who were used to living their lives would not easily change their beliefs. If not for this war, all of Xiao Letian's efforts would have been in vain.

Perhaps there was some secret certainty that the French massacre, though it had cost a great deal of people and property, had at the same time contributed to the emergence of nationalism.

And Xiao Letian's final 'will' was the most powerful catalyst in the world, allowing the people who were already extremely furious to completely realize the truth.

"We still have to listen to the Prime Minister. If we had been resisting all this time, how could we have been deceived?" How could there be such a massacre? "The blood has proven once again that the old road is a dead end. Besides the prime minister, who else can we trust?"

"Foolish! Stupid! The Prime Minister pointed out that we should not walk the bright road, but we should still walk the same path. How stupid are we? "But now, the prime minister who guided us is no longer here. He's already left us …"

Up until now, rather than say that the war was driven by vengeance and despair, it was more so by the power of self-blame. Hundreds of thousands of citizens' hearts were blocked by a huge boulder.

It was precisely this kind of remorse and remorse that caused the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians to erupt with endless fighting strength. The closing ceremony of Ryukyu's Great War officially began.

Under the attacks of the Liuzhu Military and Civilians which were like a tidal wave, one defensive position after another had to be abandoned. The remaining French troops started to retreat towards the dock step by step.

More than a thousand French troops had not slept that night as they tried to repel the new mass twelve times consecutively. When the first rays of the morning sun illuminated the land, the people found that the battlefield between the enemy and themselves was filled with corpses.

Layers upon layers of warriors of new mass stood unyielding on the battlefield, while the French army inside the Guotou Village was not much better off.

This group of nervous French soldiers did not know what kind of demons the Chinese were like. They were as excited as if they had been injected with opium, and there was a huge commotion in the northern defense line. No one knew what they were shouting about.

"They seem to be reading something... "I think it must be some kind of Chinese religious language. When we were fighting the Crusades, we used to recite praises of God and then charge at the pagan..."

"Yes, these Chinese must be praying to their gods, or they wouldn't be so mad …"

These Frenchmen don't understand 'the one who loves me!' "Wake up quickly!" What did they mean? They thought it was a spell, a spell that would drive the Chinese crazy.

"Not good... "Those Chinese people are shouting that incantation again. Quickly distribute the ammunition, get ready to face the enemy!" The French army, which had not rested for more than ten minutes, heard the terrifying shouts of the Chinese people. The national defense line of the North Mountain was swarming with people, and a new charge was about to begin.

"Warriors of the France, the enemies facing us are the last remaining troops of the Ryukyu. The longer we stay here, the more successful our friends will be in attacking the Hegemon's city. We will defend this place with our lives! "

These thousand plus French soldiers were truly worthy of being called the elite of the elite. Not only were their soldiers of high military quality, but their commander's strategic intent was also very clear. He knew that the Hegemonical Market area was the main battlefield for victory, and his own place was the key point to restrain the enemy's forces.

Although His Excellency the Special Envoy's deceptive tactics didn't succeed, they had at least messed up Ba Shou's command system. With the support of the cannons at sea, if they persevered on, victory would inevitably belong to France.

However, these tenacious enemies of his were an iron army that could influence the battle situation. Without being polite, these Chinese people would not be able to defend until their country was defeated, and the chances of success of the Tyrant Wars would be even higher.

If the Guotou Village did not defend, and his soldiers were defeated, the two thousand plus Chinese Army s would quickly defend, and they would become the last straw that would crush the camels.

The tenacity of the French army was unparalleled in its tenacity. These veterans who had served for ten years on average were now using their actions to teach the Chinese opposite them how to fight.

Chu Zhao and Luo Houzi were already wounded from their fight, at this time, the two of them wanted to charge forward, but they couldn't do so. Their eyes were fixated on the's defensive circle, looking at the rain of bullets and their hearts bleeding as they watched their brothers die on the way.

"This bunch of French bastards, why is it so hard to fight? It's like they're unable to cook their cow tendons …" How did he train it? "Just how did you train these soldiers …" Luo Houzi anxiously smashed the trench repeatedly.

Chu Zhao's mouth was full of bitterness, "This is the strongest army in the world! What the Prime Minister said was not wrong. This was a proud army that allowed the Napoleon the War God to personally channel his soul … "They were all brought up on the battlefield …"

If the enemies were not life-and-death enemies, Chu Zhao and Luo Houzi really wanted to rush over to show their respect. This group of tough French soldiers was really worthy of respect from a military point of view.

Although Napoleon III was recognized as a warrior of war in Europe, but what was undeniable was that the battles he had fought with the France, one after another, were unquestionable and even the British had to secretly praise him.

Xiao Letian's new army had encountered such a strong enemy in their first bloody battle.

"We can't do it, we can't do it anymore, these Frenchmen are shooting at us at a terrifying tempo, our flesh and blood can't do it!" "Dammit …" Luo Houzi grabbed onto revolver and jumped out of the trench with one hand.

"If we can't beat Guotou Village, we can't go back to defend that Ba … We can't complete the Prime Minister's final orders! "One hundred more Death Soldiers, charge with me …" The rice shop assistant from back then had quickly matured in this war. With a wave of his hand, he had gained the general's might.

Many tenacious figures jumped out from the trenches. Even though some of them were so tired that their legs were shaking, but they didn't fear death. Their eyes could still intimidate their enemies.

As more and more figures gathered above the trench, a soldier suddenly pointed into the distance and yelled, "Look!" What is that? "

The sky wasn't bright yet, and only a faint golden light was shining on the surface of the sea. The silhouettes of a few battleships suddenly jumped out from the golden light and rushed straight towards the country.

"Telescope... "Give me the telescope …" Luo Houzi took the telescope and only glanced at it for a second before tears started streaming down his face.

"Reinforcements!" "Fuck you, our reinforcements are finally here …"

That's right, the battleship that was rushing over from the north is the Shattered Waves s and the two Ryukyu's scissor boat s. At the most critical moment, Xiang Ying and the others had finally arrived.

"Well done... We were rushed and did not hold up anything. The battle of the Ryukyu is not over yet, and we still have this island in our hands. Long live the … " The Shattered Waves cheered.

Until now, the French Army of the Guotou Village had completely resigned themselves to fate. Molière had previously transferred all the warships to the Naha Harbor's mouth to reinforce it, but now the nation's sea was completely defenseless. The appearance of the Ryukyu's warships had completely changed the outcome of the battle.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The cannons were open fire, the Guotou Village was blown up into a mess. After three rounds of gunfire, the sea was full of boats and boats, countless of Shimadzu Family warriors were moving their oars and fighting for the beach.

"Here's the duck …" God of Heaven bless us for a long period of time … Whether the Shimadzu Family could board the great ship of Prime Minister Xiao would depend on whether the various lords had worked hard enough or not … "Fight!"

Huashan Liyuan, the elder who was kicked out by Xiao Letian, had actually changed his identity completely. He had become the reinforcement and emergency vanguard of the Ryukyu Kingdom in the most critical moment.

The cannons on the sea were bombarding the soldiers on both the north and south sides in a pincer attack. The French army on the Guotou Village could not hold on any longer, how could their flesh and blood withstand the bombardment of the steel cannons?

"Fight... Slaughter the city … "No one is left alive …" This group of Japanese samurai s had not seen any blood, so how could they accept the surrender of the enemies? Huashan Liyuan brought his elite warriors and wanted to rush up to massacre the city.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the beach, "Stop!" We cannot kill captives, we are not beasts! " His voice was still very young, but it carried an unquestionable aura. Everyone turned to see that he was student soldier's leader, Xiang Ying.

Although Xiang Ying was young, he had already established his prestige after the battle of breaking through the encirclement. Huashan Liyuan did not even dare to fight him.

"Ha …" But is there no punishment for these French atrocities? "

"Of course there are penalties, but they must be approved on the basis of the law of the world … "Elder, the matter of the diplomatic negotiations is still difficult. We must seize the initiative of the law!"

Sakamoto Ryoma and Zhu Zhongjingshang looked at each other, and thought to themselves, "This Ryukyu University really has many talents. The Prime Minister's small classroom only taught a group of monsters.

When Huashan Liyuan heard that the Universal Public Law had been brought out, he did not dare to beat around the bush and immediately ordered to tie the captives up, standing guard on the spot. At this time, the injured Chu Zhao and Luo Houzi had already charged over like madmen.

"All troops return to defense... The entire army, save Na Ba... This was the Prime Minister's last wish! "The prime minister is gone …"

"AHH!" The Guotou Village was shocked. Sakamoto Ryoma nearly fell to the ground after seeing this, a few university students immediately rushed over to surround the two and shouted loudly.

"Bullshit!" Bullshit! How do you know? "How did you know …"

Amidst the curses, the prime minister's will floated down to the ground, every word on it was like a knife stabbing into people's hearts.

"Wake up quickly! Wake up quickly! "Wake up …" Xiang Ying continuously muttered to himself as if he was holding onto a thousand kilograms of olives, to the point where he howled towards the sky with tears flowing down his face.

"Everyone, retreat and defend against Na Ba …" We will complete the Prime Minister's last orders! "As long as we are still alive, the Prime Minister's career will never stop …"

"Powerful countries, strong races... It's in this day and age! "