C504 The Dawn of Victory

The victory of the Guotou Village finally reversed the situation. The combined army of the new mass and the Japanese Island warriors only had a few troops left to defend the city.

In the vast mountains, the figures of soldiers shuttling through everywhere. With the might of a wild victory, the soldiers supported each other, encouraged each other, squeezed out the last of their strength and rushed towards Naha Harbor.

"You all … new mass is a tough guy … "After fighting without rest for an entire night, they were able to charge even when all of them were injured. This is truly admirable …" Countless martial artists raised their thumbs up in influent Chinese.

"Nonsense, this is a national war, this is a national war, do you understand!? What was the last will of the Prime Minister? Wake up quickly! For this great cause, even the Prime Minister is willing to sacrifice his own life. "Speed up …"

The Japanese samurai, this iron army that was born from the flames of war, used their tenacity to conquer all these people, causing the Japanese samurai s to stare blankly. They had thought that Japanese samurai was already the most tenacious and hardworking soldier in the world, but compared to these Northern Mountain Defense Army, their pride did not have any room to show off.

The soldiers had not slept for more than 24 hours, and during that time they had eaten only a small amount of food, and even drinking water was scarce.

On the way to Naha Harbor, there were always soldiers on the mountain spring, who wanted to drink a mouthful of water but never got up. When people supported him, they discovered that he was already snoring thunderously.

There were even some soldiers that fell to the ground after running for a while. When people turned around, they found that the young soldiers were no longer breathing.

Sakamoto Ryoma, Huashan Liyuan and the rest were already at a loss of what to do, this kind of powerful mental strength did not allow them to do anything. In the end, Huashan Liyuan helped one of the fallen Han soldiers up, put him on his neck and led him forward.

"Support our comrades …" "Entering the city together, we cannot let such a hero not see the final victory …"

The Japanese believed in all kinds of Dao, they were born with the ability to comprehend the power of the spirit. The exhausted and wounded new mass looked weak, but their powerful spirit, like the reincarnation of the God of War, shocked everyone's hearts.

"Heroes should not die before winning. The blood from behind please let us Japanese samurai bleed!" Finishing his words, he bent down and carried a small warrior on his back before charging forward.

You have to completely subdue the nation of Japan spiritually. Just relying on raw materials is not enough, even the British strong and powerful Shimadzu Family would dare to attack you, so you have to make this nation completely submit to you.

But today, the spirit of the new army had completely subdued this group of Japanese samurai, and what they returned was 100% loyalty.

The flames of the Naha Harbor were already flickering in everyone's eyes, the deafening shouts of battle shook the heavens and earth, the battle between the Seven Stars Mountain and the head cannon had already begun, the cruel battle between the two sides only had three cannons left to resist.

The biggest Shouli City's cannon emplacement and the last two cannon emplacements at the highest point of Seven Stars Mountain were already covered by the mountain fire caused by the explosion. One could clearly see the distance between the two mountains as flames and smoke jumped about.

"Hold the fort! The final cannon cannot be lost... This is our last hope to resist the battleship, especially the Shouli City's Cannon, we definitely cannot lose it … " No matter what, Xiang Ying was still considered a close disciple of Xiao Letian. His judgement of the overall situation of the battle was already better than others.

The defense returning new mass had just rushed out of the cove, and people here could overlook the entire city and the entire bay. Xiang Ying didn't even need three minutes to give the order.

"Warriors of the Shimadzu Family... "Carry enough ammunition and immediately head to the head cannon emplacement to disperse the encirclement of the French army. Within an hour, I must see the head cannon emplacement open fire towards the sea …"

"Ha …" I swear on my warrior's dignity that I will defeat the enemy in an hour... Shimadzu Family's Warriors, charge at me! " Huashan Liyuan waved her hands and led the warriors to split up.

"Brothers and sisters from new mass … Can you kill him again? " Xiang Ying's question was not answered, the air was filled with bullets, the sound of triggers rang, and killing intent immediately rose.

"Good job, you guys are really vicious!" Right now, we have the absolute advantage in the city. We can win even without our help … Right now, the biggest threat on the surface of the sea is the French warships. Let's go to the Seven Stars Mountain and kill them to protect the last two cannons … "

"Shift the cannon, blow up the enemies on the sea... "Charge!" Xiang Ying shouted as he grabbed Spencer and rushed out. Behind him was the last essence of the new mass.

When the northern defense line appeared at the mountain pass, the Shouli City's Knife Puller was the first to notice them. Taro Shimadzu looked at the familiar figure in the distance with tears in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, look …" It's the garrison of the North Mountain, and the warriors of the Shimadzu Family. God of Heaven, what is going on? Why were they fighting in one place? "Just what happened to the country …"

Shang Tai, Fan Lian, Cai Mao and countless of officials looked to the north, hearing the shouts of battle, looking at the black cloud like armor, everyone started to shout.

"Why would there be reinforcements from the Shimadzu Family?"

Fan Lian cried. At this time, he no longer had any need to keep this a secret ah, Your Majesty, this is the Prime Minister's scheme, this is the last plan of my son-in-law's life! The Discipline Hall had a branch in Japan since a long time ago, and Sakamoto Ryoma was the person in charge of the branch here … "

"Wuwuwu …" My good Young Master, even when you died, you saved our lives. Your heroic spirit in heaven was truly enlightened, your plan has finally succeeded, your position in Japan has finally paid off, Shimadzu Family has already sided with us … "

"But you can't see it, my son …" A black shadow appeared in front of old shopkeeper and fell onto the crenellations.

"Imperial Physician! Fuck, where did the imperial physician die? Hurry and save old shopkeeper... "

Just as the wall was in a mess, the feverish Molière suddenly jumped up while everyone was unprepared. He rushed out of the crater and shouted at the hundred French soldiers guarding below the wall.

"Retreat!" Return to the sea immediately and tell General Bruce to retreat … "Don't worry about me. Let the fleet return, let the emperor avenge me …"

Just at that moment, the Knife Puller sent him flying back into the city walls with a kick. "Damn you bastard, do you still want to command your troops even now? If you want to die, let me help you! "

The hundred over French Army below the city wall had the most awkward status. Ever since they 'protected' Molière and came to the Shouli City, they did not shoot again. It was as if the war god had already forgotten about them.

However, the rest of the hundred over soldiers had officially finished their rest period. Just as Molière finished shouting, countless Shimadzu Family Warriors flashed and appeared on the mountain path at the east of Shouli City.

"Here's the duck …" Shoot! " Pah pah pah … After a burst of intense gunfire sounds, the French army was as if they had been struck by lightning, and more than ten corpses fell to the ground.

Molière who was on the city wall was completely mad, he rolled on the ground to dodge Xue Ying's punches and kicks, and at the same time, he raised his head and roared, "Retreat!" This is a command... "This is a command …"

"F * ck your mother, why are you screaming like this!" Pa!! Xue Ying's bared teeth loosened from the blow.

Only now did the French army under the city walls know that the situation was no longer good. They did not dare to delay and turned their heads to flee, thinking of the direction of the harbor where they would run.

Beneath the Shouli City, the warriors of the island brushed past the city walls like a flood. Their target was the Shouli City's cannon not far away. Huashan Liyuan stood at the foot of the city walls, raised his head and looked at Shang Tai, who he had not seen for a long time, and bowed respectfully.

"His Majesty is well! It has been a long time since we last met. Please forgive this Foreign ministers for not being able to present your full gift … Please rest assured Your Majesty, under the orders of the leader of the student soldier, Xiang Ying, the warriors of the Shimadzu Family will stand guard at the head of the cannons! "

After saying that, he bowed again, turned his head, and ran, followed by a group of Japanese samurai soldiers with loud iron armor.

Tears rolled down Shang Tai's face as he stood on the city wall. Shang Fu! Heroic Spirit, don't go too far. Just look at your lack of career. We did it. We really did it! "

"No one will die, and everything you point out will be kept by us …" Look, even our archenemy, the Shimadzu Family, is subdued by your spirit … Please come back, and look at the sea of Ryukyu, and then look at the land of East Asia … "

Shang Tai kneeled down on the city wall, clutching the original will tightly, he made a choking sound.

Although the fire on the ocean surface was still fierce, no one doubted that victory would finally come. Even if the entire bay was dyed red with blood, even if there were almost none left of the Liuzhu Military and Civilians, the final victory would still belong to the Ryukyu.

The battle was so chaotic that it gave him a headache. The remaining eight warships to support the scattered fighting forces in the city, they were no longer able to form a standard shooting array, all of the warships were fighting their own battles. From afar, the sea was a complete mess.

"General …" Look at the Gauls... The Chinese man ran away... " Just as Bruce was having a headache, a sailor reported to him.

At the northernmost point of the battle formation was the cruiser Gauls. At this time, a boat had already landed on the sea surface and was rowing westward, its goal being the British scissor boat that was watching the battle from a distance. The boat that was sending Gong Cheng to the Tyrant's warship.

"That damned old Chinese swindler. He doesn't want to be responsible anymore. God will curse you …" General Bruce cursed in his heart. No wonder the old liar didn't go up the Glory s with me.

Although he was cursing, Bruce was also very worried in his heart. The current situation was so bad that even Gong Cheng was not optimistic about it, could it be that he would really fail this expedition?

"Damned Molière, how did you get captured by this group of Chinese people? How do you expect me to retreat? How do you expect me to explain this to Paris … Why does God punish me like this! "