C479 A mad man unafraid of death

Just a moment ago, Shang Tai was just a piece of meat on the chopping block, but now, Molière had also become a meat ticket under the steel blade.

One was because he did not expect Shang Tai to be so tough, while the other one was because he did not expect the Japanese to actually have principles, they were actually able to maintain their loyalty to Xiao Letian.

"Dammit, what benefits did Xiao Letian give to all these Japanese? Why were they so determined? Isn't this group of Japanese the most popular group to take advantage of? "

But before Gong Cheng could understand what was going on, the scene suddenly became chaotic once again.

At this time, Molière had already walked out of his earlier rage, his calm mind returned to his body, and he was no longer struggling.

"General Bruce, I know what you are worried about. You are afraid that my death will implicate you, that those politicians in Paris will use this matter to open fire at you … "You are more afraid of His Majesty's punishment!"

Molière's tone became calmer and calmer, "But you're wrong, you've not only misjudged me, you've also misjudged the almighty Emperor. In our hearts, the honor of the France is greater than ours, as long as you can bring victory to the France, you won't be punished in the slightest …"

"You don't understand, you don't understand at all! Do you really think that His Majesty's accession to the throne was a conspiracy and a coup d'état? Is all that straw in your head? Without the support of the elite of the France, do you think the Napoleon Empire would be reinstated? "

"After the defeat at Waterloo, the anti-French alliance forced us to sign the [Vienna Contract]. We have lost all our territory and all our overseas colonies!"

"Without population and markets, how exactly do we survive in French industry and commerce? Can't you see the desire for the colonies in private capital? Did you not hear the hearts of the people? Did you not hear their desire for victory? "

"Yes, there are many people who are cursing our emperor as a tyrant, but this tyrant has instigated countless wars overseas, even viciously taught the Tsar Russia a lesson in Crimea! It is he who has brought victory after victory, reunited the hearts of the people of the France, and flourished the development of business and industry … "

"Even the great reform of Paris is a gift to the people from His Majesty the Emperor! This is what France needs, this is what our motherland interests mean … "

At this moment, Molière felt as if he was standing in the middle of a Paris plaza and giving a speech to a myriad of citizens. Are we really despicable invaders? No, we are the communicators of civilization, and we are also defenders of the interests of the France … Now tell me, will the victory of our motherland end here? "

"Soldiers, do not worry about my life or death. Go and fight, attack this group of barbarians. Victory is the foundation of the strength of our motherland!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor! Long live the France! " Molière suddenly roared loudly, he suddenly exerted all of his strength and wanted to slash the blade with his neck, he even wanted to drag the blade with his body, but he actually wanted to commit suicide.

"No!" At this moment, they could tell that Taro Shimadzu's swordsmanship was superb. At the most critical moment, he flicked his wrist to reduce the force Molière used to attempt to commit suicide.

That strike did not cut through the arteries, but had left a shocking wound, as well as the anger of all the French Army present. Molière's declaration of patriotism just now had triggered the fighting spirit in all the French Army.

"Back..." Everyone back... Molière wants to die, you all want him to die too! " Taro Shimadzu didn't dare to use his blade to threaten Molière anymore. He took out his handgun and pressed it against the Envoy's temple.

The furious French army almost charged forward, but at the most critical moment, it was General Bruce who restrained himself and said, "Everyone retreat …" Don't enrage this group of lunatics! "

Bruce coldly stared at Shang Tai and the others, "You guys are playing with fire now, killing the His Excellency the Special Envoy, all of you will not live, you guys are not afraid of threats, all of us France warriors are not afraid of threats either …"

"What did you say to your soldiers just now, Shang Tai? That's good, then we can take out our France Warriors' decision now … "

"All warriors, disperse and slaughter the city! As long as they dare to kill our His Excellency the Special Envoy, we will kill all of the barbarians in this city to avenge our lord! "

"Slaughter the city! Revenge … Slaughter the city! "Revenge …" The roar shook the earth.

Bruce was not an idiot, he could already see the decisiveness in Molière's eyes, and he knew that this knight who carried a stubborn personality was serious this time. If he and Ryukyu were to agree, then not only would he fail, he would also be a knight.

Besides, the general had also understood that as long as he won this battle, no matter what happened to Molière, at least he would be able to make up for it.

"Very good, General Bruce, your decision shows me the courage of the Empire's soldiers! "Disperse, I can take a walk in the Shouli City, I want to personally see this city in ruins …"

"Fuck you..." "Abnormal!" Taro Shimadzu slapped the envoy across the face, interrupting the envoy's arrogant clamor.

This was truly a rare spectacle of war. It was as if the commanders of both sides had been driven to an isolated island, causing both Shang Tai and to lose control of the battle. They couldn't even issue any orders right now.

They wanted the Shouli City to break through their encirclement bit by bit, but the French soldiers around didn't dare to open fire at them. Even the New Army and the militia in the distance were cut off by the sharp attacks of the French Army, no one was able to get close to them.

General Bruce left behind the one hundred and fifty soldiers of the Ryukyu with their French and military rifles as they retreated towards the Shouli City. General Bruce and the rest of the soldiers followed suit and entered the streets and alleys of the city.

If it was said that the rebellion in the Japanese Rangers before was only for the sake of stealing money and control, then the attack was somewhat restrained. However, this group of crazy French army only had one goal, and that was to destroy the entire city.

Revenge, revenge, revenge! No one knew how much hatred they harbored in their hearts. They had set fire to every house, massacring every citizen. Only a beastly glint shone in their red eyes.

Damn barbarians of East Asia, why did you resist? The noble France Navy blasted you two cannons, you actually dared to retaliate, you deserve to die …

Damn you, new army of Xiao Letian, you dare to brag in Europe? Poo War is a duel between noble Europeans, who do you think you are? You even did a miracle on the stone bridge.

Damn Xiao Letian and the shameless bastard he bought with money, how dare you discredit the national image of the France in the European media? Didn't I just beat you up, kill a few of you, and try to imprison you? How dare you resist? How dare you shout out your grievances? Damn it …

Damn you Xiao Letian, you actually insulted the glorious French cavalry Group at the Fa Rui border, who do you think you are, you fearless yellow skinned monkey, imprisoning you is giving you face, you actually gave you the face to shamelessly run away? "Dammit …"

Damn it, damn it, damn it... A thousand words could be said, if our French Emperor slapped your left cheek, you should at least give him your right cheek, if he wants to give you a slash, you should obediently offer it up to your chest. Lowly barbarians should at least have a sense of self-awareness, how can they dare to have any dignity in front of noble Europeans?

Damn it, this was turning the sky upside down!

That was right, this was the logic of the robbers, this was the attitude of the colonists. The ancient Chinese saying that they were of a different race, if they were not of the same race, they would not even be considered human.

In the blazing city, the beast-like lobster soldier fought in formation. Rifle after rifle was fired, repelling wave after wave of newly formed army's counterattacks as bayonets killed one after another of the hidden citizens.

Right now, all the roads leading outside the city of Naha Harbor were filled with people running away, they were all crying and running towards the refugee camps deep in the mountains, but the Ryukyu was just a small island nation, so what if they could escape the city, they would not be able to escape the island.

Those citizens who were still trying to persuade the new militia to leave the city and not interfere in the peace talks were all dumbfounded. Those with fast legs had long fled to the depths of the mountains, while the old man with slow legs stumbled and fell on the ground, disbelief filling his cloudy old eyes.

"Hurry up and run. Everyone, retreat into the mountains …" "Fellow villagers, get out of the way. We'll help you drag the enemy …" Groups after groups of new army, groups of people, and student soldier s rushed into the city against the flow of people.

They knew that this strategy of adding fuel to the fire was a waste of time, but since the battle had reached its end, the soldiers had no choice but to use their lives to stall the enemy for one more minute, and hundreds of thousands of civilians would be able to escape.

The soldiers who were filled with grief and indignation were already on the verge of tears. Look at the sins you've created, how can you believe the words of a jackal? The Prime Minister's efforts were all in vain … It was a waste! "

At this point, the war no longer cared about strategy or strategy. What both sides were fighting with was willpower and the most basic military attainments. The key to determining victory or defeat was individual combat strength and teamwork.

Those shore defense cannons were covered with dumplings by the French army. Although the side of the cannons that faced the sea were all solid concrete bars, the rear part of the cannons were very weak. The defensive positions were just sandbags of fortifications.

Perhaps the engineers didn't have the time to perfect the cannon, or perhaps they never thought that an enemy would attack from the back from the very beginning. In short, none of the defenders expected that the impregnable shore defense cannon would fail like this.

The French army climbed up the mountain like a pack of wolves, shooting out bayonets like a forest of bullets. The dozens of defenders in the turret were simply unable to defend against them. They only needed to fire two or three rounds before they were engulfed by the wave of red-clothed people.

"Dammit, I'll kill all of you …" When the battle reached the last person, the unyielding soldiers smashed the lanterns on the walls, and flames immediately ignited the ammunition box s.

"If we want to die, we'll die together …" Amidst the roars of the soldiers and the terrified screams of the French army, the cannon emplacement suddenly exploded. Mushroom dust flew high into the sky, and out of the ten shore defense cannons of the Ryukyu, one shattered.