C510 Pier capture

Since the opening of the trade road, Naha Harbor had never been so lively. Thousands upon thousands of citizens and soldiers rushed into the dock area with hatred in their hearts, fishing the half-drowned red clothed soldiers out one by one.

It was not bad for these French to attack that tyrant, but no matter how good the water ghost was, it would not be able to withstand the entire city's general mobilization. Usually, when they were still underwater, they would be punched to death by a group of fishermen and thrown onto the shore.

These French soldiers who were scolded by the tyrants and civilians as' lobster soldier 'were now truly tied up like lobster after lobster. The thick hemp rope and even the sturdy ship's rope had become tools for Liuzhu Military and Civilians to play with' SM '.

This was a competition of the art of tethering. Originally, the sailors at sea had considered various kinds of mooring techniques as a necessary skill to earn a living, but after thousands of years of development, the sailor knot had actually become a very profound technique. In the hands of these skilled 'artists', a bunch of boiled lobsters had been tied up one by one.

"Tighten, tighten again... "Bend your waist a little bit more. If it's like this, hang it up …" French soldiers, tied up in lobster patterns, hung from high flagpoles, swaying in the wind.

Water was flowing out of his mouth, nose and even ears. If he tightened the rope just a bit more, lobster soldier would immediately spit out all the dirty water from his mouth.

"Fuck you, you just killed our people, and now you're spitting on me again? "I'll beat you to death …" The group of soldiers with dirty water all over their bodies furiously jumped up, grabbed their thick wooden sticks and smashed their faces in a series of stinky punches.

At this time, there was no way for the crowd to be rational. Everyone followed the example of a person who immediately attacked as hundreds of thousands of people began to attack.

"Fight, fight to the death …" "No, no, no, don't kill him all of a sudden. You've been torturing him for three days and three nights, to avenge his fellow villagers …" In just a short period of time, all that was left of the people at the pier were typing.

The scene was spectacular, the people used all kinds of methods to hang the lobster soldier s in the air, surrounded by a group of people using all kinds of weapons to beat them.

The tall one could beat the enemy with a stick by tiptoeing, while the short one had to stand on a crate or jump to hit the enemy.

At the beginning, the officers of the new army still knew to leave people alive, but after all, the number of these officers was minuscule among the crowd. Their shouts were quickly drowned out by the angry roars, leaving only one word 'kill' between the heaven and earth.

Everyone watched as the dozens of French soldiers were beaten so badly that their eyes, noses, noses, and mouths bled until they gradually lost their vitality. What was left was not much better. It was obvious that they were venting their anger.

Only now did the invaders know what it was like to be afraid. The French soldiers who had just been thrown ashore kneeled on the ground in pain, "No …" Don't Kill Me... "I surrender, I'm a prisoner …"

"Ah …" You are guilty, you are guilty of violating the laws of the world, you are barbarians … "Ah, don't kick his crotch, oh …"

"Barbarians, there has never been a case of captives being killed in Europe. You are all criminals …"

The French soldiers were screaming. They didn't think that the citizens could understand French. What's more, so what if he understood? If the captives were to be protected by the law of the land, what about innocent civilians?

When you massacred civilians and raped and plundered, did you ever think of the Universal Public Law? The world isn't just for your family.

Just as the civilians and soldiers were about to be slaughtered, the sounds of horse hooves could be heard from the north-east side of the street. Soon after that, a familiar voice could be heard.

"Stop..." Everyone stop... Prisoners of war cannot be mistreated … "

This voice was of course King Shang Tai's. Perhaps, before this, the people were not very familiar with this voice, but ever since King Shang Tai had walked out on the streets to personally pay respects to the civilians, this voice had been engraved in the hearts of countless of citizens.

"Your Majesty … His Majesty had come … Long live Your Majesty! " The people on the long street all fell to their knees. If the people had knelt before the monarch in the past it was a habit, but today it was the worship of the people from the bottom of their hearts.

Shang Tai could walk into the refugee camp and take care of the citizens himself. He could save the widowed and the burned down people on the streets, and he could even eat with the citizens in a pot.

Although this war had caused great losses to the people and property of the Ryukyu Kingdom, there was one unexpected gain, and that was that the throne of Shang Tai had become even more solid. Now, even if Xiao Letian wanted to snatch Shang Tai's throne, the citizens would have their complaints, let alone the others.

Of course, Xiao Letian's ambition was not only for a small Ryukyu. What he had always insisted on was the economic and military control of the Ryukyu, and not obtaining Shang Tai's righteous reputation. Therefore, Xiao Letian did not care at all about Shang Tai asking for his help.

When Shang Tai rode his horse through the crowd, he saw that there were already more than a hundred corpses on the dock. Without delay, he quickly gave the order, "All citizens heed the orders, appoint Xiang Ying as the leader of the student soldier, the Prime Minister's knife drawing team and the Japanese island's reinforcements will follow Xiang Ying's lead … All the captives will be taken care of by the student soldier, no one is allowed to take over! "

"From this moment onwards, captives are not allowed to be mistreated, and even more so, prisoners are not allowed to be killed!"

With a boom, the people on the wharf cried out, "Why?" These bastards have killed so many of us, why can't we kill them? Your majesty must avenge the dead! "

Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were kneeling on the ground crying. Their only request was to kill the captives, to kill all of them.

The situation immediately became chaotic, how could Shang Tai have the experience to deal with such a group of people, riding on a horse, he was helpless. At this critical moment, General Liang Kun arrived and saw the situation, he was furious.

"Where's Lu Ying? F * ck you, how can you control a soldier … "Blow the gathering number, let the new army gather for me first. What are they trying to coax me out of the crowd …"

Lu Ying ran over with a reddened face and saluted, "Yes! "Blow Assembly..." Soon after, the bugle sounded. The new army on the wharf began to leave the crowd. The soldiers looked for their squad leader, and the company leader looked for his company. One by one, the troops began to assemble into a squadron.

The army was such a strange group. They were spread out among the commoners, and their emotions were also affected by the surrounding environment. However, as long as they gathered together and found their own organization under the army, collectivism would immediately replace individualism.

It didn't matter what they wanted to do, what mattered was what they wanted to do collectively. The only thing that decided what they wanted to do collectively was the military officers, and only their leaders.

"All of them! Rest a bit... Stand at attention! The entire army was uniformly tying up the prisoners. They were not allowed to beat and abuse them, nor were they allowed to kill them … Once the captives finished counting, they were immediately handed over to the student soldier … "Execute the command!"

"Yes …" "Execute the command!" The entire army took the platoon as a unit and started to move in a style that separated the civilians from the captives.

One by one, French soldiers were brought up from the sea. After collecting the weapons, they were registered by the student soldier, who was fluent in foreign languages.

The people on the streets were staring hatefully at each other. Did it mean that someone had thrown a stone at them? But because there were soldiers maintaining order, every time there was a disturbance, it was blocked by the new army.

"Friend, don't smash it anymore, if you continue, it'll hit my body …" "We also have orders. Don't worry, once the prime minister returns, we won't spare them …"

"That's right, that's right. Master, don't be so agitated. Sit behind the door and rest for a while. Don't be angry …" What do you think? If we kill them all, won't we kill the prime minister when he returns? "Let's leave a few for the prime minister …"

"Right, right, right. Let's leave a few for the prime minister to enjoy …" People were really like children when they were old, yet he still believed in such an excuse. However, such a small interlude did dilute the hostility in the crowd.

Sakamoto Ryoma, Huashan Liyuan and the other high ranking Japanese officials were all filled with admiration. They could not say anything about the soldiers the Prime Minister Xiao had trained.

The most difficult way to lead soldiers was to stop them from getting angry. If you wanted to make soldiers go crazy, there were many ways to make them risk their lives and risk their lives, but to stop an army after a bloody war was very difficult.

After the bloody battle, the soldiers' hearts were filled with too much malice. Being bathed in their own blood, they relied on their bloodthirsty and savage primal desire to kill to sustain their spirits.

Why was it that the end of the great war from ancient times required the massacre of cities, looting, and the torture of captives? It was the hostility of the entire army that had to be released.

Ordinary soldiers didn't receive much education, nor did they understand the methods to control their emotions. This sort of hostility was ultimately vented through violence.

On this point, the Japanese samurai had the same feeling, this nation was small but violent, their thousands of years of history had never made any progress on the topic of 'anger control'. After every war, you have to go and see, the Japanese soldiers had to vent, otherwise the army would go into chaos.

And today, the new army of Ryukyu had displayed this special ability to stop their anger, and had completely conquered them. Sometimes, the difference between going up and going down could be seen on this point.

Sakamoto Ryoma said in a low voice, "When I was young, I grew up in the Four Great Kingdoms. The ocean water in the Pacific Ocean was too vast, and at that time I thought that my heart was like the ocean … But today, after I met the Prime Minister Xiao, I finally understand that my magnanimity is not even comparable to a pond. The Prime Minister is that man that is as deep as the Pacific Ocean … "

Huashan Liyuan was completely convinced now. He recalled the scene where he was fighting against Xiao Letian, and even his calves were trembling. "Ha Yi …" )) If your heart is like a pond, then I will be as small as a teacup! "

Zhu Zhongjingshang who was behind the crowd leaned on one side of the dilapidated wall weakly and muttered to himself, "How did you do that? How did the Prime Minister train such an army? There must be a reason behind it, what exactly is this logic? "