C508 Can't torture a captive?

Once a person reached that age, their emotions would not be able to handle it anymore. From beginning to end, the war in the Ryukyu had turned over and over like a sesame seed cake, and the most worrisome matter was Xiao Letian's life and death.

Molière's strategy of deceiving the people of Ryukyu had successfully made the people of the entire Ryukyu anxious. From the day of the bombing onwards, the hearts of the citizens of Ryukyu had been restless and restless, because everyone had a question in their hearts regarding Xiao Letian's life and death.

It was precisely because of this that Jin Changsen and the others, who had already suppressed themselves to death, finally had the chance to turn the tables. If they did not have the support of a few wavering citizens, how could these old coffins possibly cause trouble again?

If not for the fact that Shang Tai had set up an ambush at the end of the tunnel, Molière's plan might have really succeeded.

After a few ups and downs of emotions, Xiao Letian died, then lived, and then died again … In the end, when the Prime Minister's will was forced out, it became a slogan that should not have appeared in front of the people of the world and became a martyr for all the Liuzhu Military and Civilians s.

In this storm, their hearts were instantly pushed to the peak of the Himalayas, and then fiercely pressed into the depths of the Mariana Abyss. The young people could barely stabilize their minds, but Fan Lian, Lin Yuanmiao, and the other old officials couldn't take it anymore.

When the final and perfect ending was placed in front of them, the anger that had been supporting them all of a sudden subsided. It was inevitable that they would fall unconscious.

Shang Tai stared at the thick stack of newspaper in his hand. There was an English version and also a Chinese version that was translated by the Singapore, and even if there was a picture that flowed into the Ryukyu, this war would not end up like this.

The Fa Rui border maimed the cavalry regiment, the hamburger Fire saved the orphans bravely, and protected the miracles created by the Shiqiao uplands to the death … With so many wild victories, even if there was a teleportation Ryukyu, even if it was just a photo or a sentence, it would be fine.

"Oh no!" So many civilians and soldiers died unjustly … Prime Minister, why didn't you bring the news back earlier … Wu wu wu … Too many people from Ryukyu have died … "

Holding onto the crater with one hand, Shang Tai's knees weakened and he slowly kneeled down towards the burning Naha Harbor. He was kneeling towards those tens of thousands of wronged souls.

"You all died unjustly! If only my heart had been stronger... If I were a little more mature... If I hadn't flinched, maybe you wouldn't have died... I am guilty! "

Shang Tai's remorse affected everyone present. They knew that if they had stood united against the French from the start, not only would they win, they would also lose less than a third of their current casualties.

After this war, Xiao Letian had hired many of the elites from the American, Prussian and even British military academies to analyze the situation.

"If Ryukyu chooses to defend this battle to the death without moving left and right, then the number of civilian and military casualties should be between twenty thousand to thirty thousand. Which is to say, Molière's strategy of deceiving them caused the deaths of more than fifty thousand civilians and soldiers in vain!"

This group of foreign Military experts s were rather polite with their words. They were close to directly saying that the strategy of the Ryukyu's officials had caused the death of so many innocent civilians and soldiers.

Shang Tai kneeled on the city wall, the regret in his heart could not be washed away no matter how much he tried, while his other subjects felt the same way. In the end, Taro Shimadzu could no longer hold back and rushed to the front of Molière.

"Liar …" "The executioner …" He only said that one line, "swindler", and "executioner". Molière's two back incisors had all been broken.

The current Molière had already completely lost hope. From the moment Jin Yandiao brought back the news, he knew that the loss had been decided, coupled with the fact that the gunshots above the ocean surface had already stopped, he knew that Bruce had made the right decision.

"The war has stopped... Your abusive treatment of prisoners is to be condemned... " Bruce twisted his body to avoid Taro Shimadzu's mouth.

"Bag …" "You are unworthy of being treated kindly, you are just a venomous poisonous snake …" Then he slapped himself twice.

"Your Majesty … Please remember, I am the Special Envoy of France … "It's a tradition in Asia for both countries to fight and not kill any envoys …"

"Please remember, you all only defeated me, Molière, alone. You all simply did not defeat the France at all … The mighty Empire did not even use a thousandth of its power, and the wise monarch would not do such a foolish thing! "

Just as Molière was screaming, Shang Tai jumped up like a madman and rushed forward, pushing Taro Shimadzu away. "Go away, let me do it!" Shang Tai raised his hand and wanted to pull back, but he resisted at the last moment.

Molière's mouth swelled up as he looked up at Shang Tai, "Yes Your Majesty, you have made the right decision. I hope you will remember what I have said …"

"The French Army now has six hundred thousand soldiers on standby, and there are four hundred thousand colonial troops overseas. Once the war breaks out, a sufficient number of reserve troops can form two to three million elite troops within a few months …"

"The strength of the France's navy is only second to the British, the Atlantic Fleet and the Mediterranean Fleet are the pride of the French navy, the number of battleships and heavy cruisers is already close to two hundred …"

"My dear King, I am not threatening you. I am merely explaining a very cruel reality to you … The Expeditionary forces you all are facing today is just something that the France made up from the continent of India … "

"Do you think they are elites? "Wrong, compared to the best local trump cards, they are completely unranked …"

Molière's cheeks were extremely red and swollen, upon a closer look, it was clear that he did have the shadow of a cobra's head, which also bulged out from his cheeks. However, his venomous tongue was still very powerful, and every word that came out of his mouth made Shang Tai unable to refute him.

"Your Majesty, you have won this war, but you have only won in the strategic buffer period. France's pride cannot be trampled upon, sooner or later, French Emperor will send an army ten times stronger for revenge …"

"This is not alarmist talk, nor is it a bluff act. I am just calmly explaining a principle to you …" From now on, from the moment the war ends, you will all have to be even more courteous to me, because my identity represents the France … "If you want to get more from the negotiating table, you need to be even more polite to me, otherwise …"

"Bajah!" After an explosive shout, three Katana s came out of their sheaths at the same time, and slashed at Molière's neck. The three angry Knife Puller s, Taro Shimadzu, and Xue Ying had made their moves.

This dying Frenchman still dared to speak such arrogant words. Did he really not know how the word death was written? Tens of thousands of ghosts were tied to him, and now he actually dared to threaten someone?

"Tens of thousands of pieces …" The three Japanese samurai s roared in unison as they prepared to attack.

Shang Tai was so frightened that he shouted loudly, "Stop... "We can't kill an envoy!"

"Your Majesty! What kind of envoy was he? He's the captive of our Ryukyu, you can't leave such a venomous tongue … " Although the blades from the three Knife Puller s stopped, they still did not want to give up.

At this time, the imperial doctors led by Cai Mao had also woken Fan Lian, Lin Yuanmiao and the others up. When the weak Wen Chen saw this scene, they were all stunned, "We can't kill him, we absolutely can't kill him! If Molière is dead, then the negotiations with France will be impossible. At that time, even if French Emperor wants to negotiate, he will not be able to make the decision … "

Cai Mao was, after all, the current leader of the warriors in the Ryukyu. The Prime Minister had completely forgotten about military discipline? "Step back …"

Since the general had spoken, Taro Shimadzu and the others did not dare to continue. With a flash of their blades, the Katana returned to its scabbard. However, Xue Ying suddenly licked her lips and laughed strangely: "Master General, since we can't kill him, then we should at least lock him up, right? Our knife drawing team is willing to bear the heavy responsibility of imprisoning the captives! "

Shang Tai immediately understood that this was the only thing he could do. If this group of French prisoners were to fall into the hands of the knife drawing team, they would definitely suffer a fate worse than death.

Right now, there were more than a thousand captives from the French Army in Guotou Village. The chaotic battle between the fishermen in Ba Wan was not over yet, and there were probably around two thousand captured from the French Army. Adding the envoy Molière along with the three thousand prisoners, it was no small feat at the negotiating table.

"Three thousand French soldiers …" "There's another envoy …" Shang Tai immediately hesitated. Molière was able to understand Chinese, he shouted coldly from behind: "What are you guys trying to do? Do you want to torture the prisoners? I tell you, it's going to be punished... "

With a crisp slap, Xue Ying slapped him across the face. You bastard, did you ever think of abusing people when you massacred them? Have you ever thought about punishing yourself? "

"What other rights do the prisoners want? "In your dreams …" As she spoke, her hand rose again.

"Stop! "This group of captives definitely cannot be under your watch …" Right at that moment, a dignified voice suddenly sounded out from the horse path. Although it sounded very young, the voice carried an unquestionable aura.

"Who is it!?" Hm? Xiang Ying... " Xue Ying turned her head to look, and the one who followed the horse path to walk up was the leader of the student soldier, Xiang Ying. He was the one who successfully broke through the encirclement in Guotou Village, and even brought back reinforcements from the Shimadzu Family.

The knife drawing team did not dare to be rude, their respect for Xiang Ying had even surpassed Cai Mao's.

"Mr. Xiang …" What do you mean? " Taro Shimadzu asked as he bowed slightly.

Xiang Ying was sweating profusely now, the military uniform on his chest and back was drenched in sweat. He held onto the wall and took a few breaths, "Your Majesty, please hand all the captives over to us student soldier to take care of. New troops, knife drawing team s and other groups are not allowed to take over.

"Why?" The people on the city wall cried out in disbelief.

"Dammit, have you forgotten what happened six years ago? Have you forgotten how the Yuan Ming Yuan was burnt? Oh damn, have you not heard the Prime Minister's analysis of that fire? You all better not make a big mistake! "