C476 Hell on the Observatory

In the eyes of the people of Ryukyu, this was a war to protect their homeland. Since the French were determined to slaughter the city, they would not wait for death either.

To Molière and the others, the Ryukyu was just a small island nation in East Asia. This war was just for the emperor's revenge, victory was inevitable, if they were to lose … Absolutely not, in the French soldiers's eyes, there was no possibility of losing this battle.

However, what they did not know was that to the future generations of Historian, this war had an extraordinary significance.

Since the beginning of The Age of Great Navigation, the expansion of the Western Civilization had never stopped. First, it was in Africa, North America, South America, then India, Arabian region, Southeast Asia … And East Asia was the last place where the Western Civilization would expand.

From the earliest Portugal s' probing to the invasion of Britain and France, the Europeans had prepared for more than four hundred years to conquer Asia.

Until the outbreak of the First Opium War, the victory of this strategic gamble instigated by the British made it clear to the Europeans that they were ready for a strong invasion of East Asia.

From then on, the Western powers, represented by the English and French s, started to advance aggressively. They opened one sealed door after another, not thinking that only the Great Qing was the only victim. In the whole of East Asia, no country was able to escape this calamity.

Japan had encountered the 'Black Ship Incident' and 'Xiaguan Incident', Korea also had the 'C C C Yang Disturbance' and 'Xin Wu Yang Disturbance', and Annan, also known as the future generation of Vietnam, had shamelessly signed the 'Saigon Treaty' and officially became a French colony under fire from the French.

Since the First Opium War of 1840, the West had never lost to anyone in East Asia. More than 20 years of time had gradually created an unbeatable pessimism in the hearts of the Asian.

Xiao Letian had once said that the most horrifying thing was when countless races, and even a civilization was enveloped in pessimism, no one dared to dream of victory … Such a terrifying scene was simply unimaginable.

Why did Xiao Letian want to go to Europe? This question had troubled many people before, even though they had all gotten a clear answer from the Prime Minister, and wanted to show the spirit of the new army and the might of the Asian.

Although this logic sounded easy to understand, no one would be able to understand it if they were to carefully ponder over it.

The Ryukyu had not finished her own matters yet, why did she have to run all the way to Europe to participate in the war? Was it wise to take a risk across half the world without even having a navy built? Even if Xiao Letian is right, our most important strategy right now is to defend? The countries of East Asia had been trembling under the barrage of the Europeans for more than twenty years.

This was the common problem that many decadent scholars had in their hearts after Xiao Letian left the Ryukyu. But today, the cruel battle had allowed for an epiphany, and the changes in the situation in the Ryukyu allowed all intelligent people to truly comprehend the logic behind the Prime Minister's words.

Especially the students who had been brainwashed by Xiao Letian. This group of crazy student soldier had already become a group of lecturers who encouraged the students' morale one after another.

"He did not have the courage to fight, did not have the confidence to win, and did not have a proud morale. Even if he were to give the Ryukyu many new weapons, he would only end up with failure …"

"A race without a backbone, even if they were armed with the most advanced Iron-armored battleship, in the end, they would only be threatening and threatening to sign several life-saving agreements …"

"Look at the so-called officials in the Ryukyu. They obviously have the most advanced Large-scale Gun for Coastal Defense s in the world at that time, advanced rifles and a huge amount of ammunition that surpass the enemy, a group of warriors who are willing to fight and are willing to fight. They obviously have hundreds of thousands of gradually awakened citizens …"

"They had everything, they had almost everything that would make a European militarist jealous of them, but in the end their choice was still negotiation, an attempt to add a fee for protection with two lips. in exchange for the so-called peace … "

"A great sorrow is greater than a death in the heart … These officials from the Middle Ages were destined to be swept into the trash heap. They once again used evidence to prove that the old ways are unworkable. If we want to live, we need to rely on the new path pointed out by the Prime Minister … "

"Stepping over mountains of corpses and seas of blood …" "Even if the Ryukyu dies fighting to the death without a single soldier, even if there isn't even a single survivor, as long as we win, we will be able to create a brand-new nation from the ruins …"

"Flaming Rebirth …" "Phoenix Rebirth …"

The battlefield was humanity's best classroom. Surviving and dying were things that every human would be tempered with. The fresh blood could always prove that someone's words were correct, even though no one dared to pay such a heavy price.

Since he had already walked the old path, he could only walk the new path of the Prime Minister. If he wanted to survive in the wild forest, he could only turn into a wild beast.

The blue crowd surged forward as Spencer fired rain of bullets at the lobster soldier s, causing them to tremble.

The sound of hundreds of shots fired could no longer be heard. In the ears of the people, every shot was like a muffled clap of thunder that rose from the ground, billowing white smoke that drifted across the battlefield like a wall. The bullets that flew out were as dense as a rainstorm on a summer night.

Most of the veterans that Molière had chosen had experienced the cruelty of Crimean War s, while the others had fought in colonies and with the barbarians for many years. They had a natural intuition towards danger.

"Shoot …" Keep Shooting Density... Signal to Warship... "Requesting artillery support …" The commander looked at the people rushing out from the streets and alleys wiping their hands, his back was covered in sweat. Such a tenacious enemy could only be seen in the European war, he had never thought that there would be such a tenacious soldier in Asia.

Bruce and Molière were also shocked speechless, although during the intense battles and strategic bombardment, they were constantly increasing their evaluation of the soldiers, although they were the enemies, they were still worthy of respect.

But today, when they saw with their own eyes the mad fighting spirit of the new army, they finally understood that even though they had gone up so high countless times, they still could not describe the true appearance of these soldiers. No wonder Xiao Letian was able to defeat cavalry regiment at the Fa Rui border.

Molière turned his head and looked at King Shang Tai coldly, "Your Majesty, look at these crazy soldiers. They are not loyal to you, they don't care about your life or death at all … Do you still insist? What responsibility do you have for a group of soldiers who are not loyal to you? "

I will personally eliminate this group of savage soldiers, and then help you train a brand-new, loyal imperial army … It's the modern army! "

"Pah …" Shang Tai didn't care about the image of the Sovereign King anymore, opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, "I won't believe you guys anymore, I won't ever … What is a Monarch? What was a citizen? What was an army? "You don't understand this logic, but the Prime Minister does understand. Now that the foundation of the country has been lost, no matter how strong the army is, it can't stop the nation from dying!"

"Damnit, you idiot stubborn donkey who was brainwashed by Xiao Letian … This is your last challenge to my patience. The next time we meet, I will personally shoot you! " Molière had completely lost his patience.

No matter how dense the bullets formed by the 300 lobster soldier were, they would not be able to withstand the onslaught of 1000 New Army soldiers. Under the pressure of the close range fire of the New Army Spencer, the French army was unable to even lift their heads.

Bullets bounced back and forth on the shooting bunker, and soldiers were killed by the bullets at all times. Those basic officer soldiers had gone crazy. Where are our cannons! "Why didn't you open fire..."

In the midst of all the angry curses, the battleships and cruisers on the sea finally adjusted their shooting positions, and the sound of the cannons, which had been silent for a long time, rang out once again.

The accuracy of the rifled cannon far surpassed that of the musket. The precision of the cannons struck the charging crowd and set off a rain of blood. The pressure on the French lines surrounding the viewing platform immediately dropped.

"Well done... "Continue to maintain the suppression of fire and ignore the cannon on the mountain. As long as our reinforcements enter the city, victory will be ours …" Molière was so excited that he jumped up and down.

No matter how strong one's body was, when faced with a steel cannonball, it was extremely weak. The wave of people charging forward was immediately blasted apart, and the huge crater was spewing out smoke like it was the opening of hell.

"Don't... Retreat! Retreat into the city, retreat into the mountains, fight with these French bastards in the streets, fight with them in the jungle! "Don't make unnecessary sacrifices …" Looking at the mass of dead New Army soldiers, Cai Mao anxiously shouted.

Shang Tai also came back to reality. He clenched his fists and roared, "Retreat, fight with them in the streets … Dodge the enemy's cannons! "

"Run! Don't worry about us! Let's go back and fight guerrilla warfare! Didn't the prime minister teach you guys?!" The officials on the stage cheered.

This angered Molière, he realized why these barbarians were so tough, the more they fought, the more energy they had. The envoy snatched up a rifle and rushed forward to smash the captives with the butt of it.

"Shut up …" Shut up … Shut up … Your lives are now in my hands, even if you want to die, I won't give you a quick death! "

The wooden butt of the spear smashed onto the arm in Cai Mao's hands, onto Jin Changsen's face, and onto Lin Yuanmiao's head. The crazy Molière hated this feeling, this feeling as if the situation was slowly falling out of his control.

"Damn barbarians!" The script I wrote cannot be changed, I am the only one who can decide the fate of Ryukyu! "