C1518 The decapitated wine, the food on the road!

"The Prime Minister told me to bring you all a sentence. This is for all the samurai to hear …" With the support of the sailors, Sakamoto Ryoma sat on a wall that had collapsed.

"The Prime Minister said that war is destined to result in people dying. This is something that no one can avoid. Slaughtering cities can sometimes be a tactic of war …" "But you have to remember, war will kill people, but the goal of war is not to kill people!"

"The essence of war is the pursuit of national interests. We need the expansion of territories, we need fairer commercial treaties, we need more resources and living space for our people …"

"This is the nature of war, and killing and murdering is just a by-product of the pursuit of national interests!"

"We are not afraid of death, but we cannot enjoy it... The spirit of the Japanese samurai is just too much of a myth! It even went up to a ceremony! "

"This is wrong. Look at you, actually enjoying the process of killing! What should he do? You should be enjoying the process of seizing national interests after victory. How can you enjoy killing people? "

Sakamoto Ryoma rubbed his temples in pain, "Pass down the general order that all samurai should retreat from the battle and gather at the army camp outside the city. No one is allowed to participate in the subsequent battles without orders …"

"My lord!" All of the samurai s present were dumbfounded. They did not expect that the consequences of the massacre of the city would be so serious, and directly threw them into the cold palace.

"Don't say anymore, hurry up and go!" "I'll tell you guys what went wrong later …"

The group of samurai stood up like walking dead. Looking around, all of this was the result of a bloody battle that had lasted for one night, but now at dawn money was being exiled, they were unwilling but helpless.

As they were walking, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of them. It was Ma Hui and Ding Si escorting a group of captives on the street as they separated.

The group of Russian soldier captives held their heads and squatted on the ground, surrounded by a circle of loyal soldiers holding shiny bayonets as they checked each and every one of their identities.

Ding Si shouted loudly, "You, you, you … You three, stand up and report your military titles and names! "

"Moshenko... Far East grenadier Third Battalion Captain, Company Commander! " The military officer whose face was full of burned beard humiliated replied Ding Si.

Behind Ding Si, a translator was inspecting the other party's military officer certificate, and then adding on their armband, flower collar, and epaulettes … He waited until all the locations for his identity to be recorded and checked before finally nodding his head.

Now that you have passed, you can go to the Southern Safety Zone to gather. Sign your signature there, and follow Andreev and the others to Ryukyu … F * ck, so you guys have gone as far as I've heard, but that's heaven on earth. I, Lord Ding, haven't even been there yet, but you should go and enjoy yourself first … "Next!"

"Avalon... Second lieutenant Queue length, First Division Third Regiment, Second Battalion … "

"Alright, alright, why are you blabbering so much? As long as you know your name and rank, then shut up the rest … "Yes, the identity verification is correct."

"Next... "Hmm?" Ding Si's eyes suddenly lit up, following that, Ma Hui also stood out: "Sir, may I know your name?!"

The uniforms worn by senior military officers were different. Just look at the embroidery and fabric on the uniform, including the white cotton shirt on the inside. This was enough to identify them.

"This is my military officer certificate. I am Alosha, the deputy commander of the Far Eastern Army's First Division. I am a senior colonel …" An officer indeed had the bearing of an officer. Perhaps it was because he saw that these Chinese had some respect for some of the major and second lieutenant, so he was more at ease. At this moment, his expression was very relaxed.

Ding Si and Ma Hui looked at each other and laughed, "Seems like you are a high ranking officer? Your identity needs better screening, please rest in the nearby wooden house … Get the officer some coffee, bread, and sausages! "

Upon hearing about the bread and sausages, the remaining low-level officers and soldiers became restless. After the bloody battle that night, they were hungry to the point that their chests were pressed against their backs. Adding to the lack of food for the winter, bread and sausages were the dream of all the soldiers.

"Be more honest!" Be honest... Once again, use your bayonet to pierce through your transparent hole! Do a bunch of soldiers still want to eat officers' sausages? "There's black bread stewed with pickled vegetables for you guys to eat, please be honest …"

bayonet suppressed the officers present, and the identification was carried out in an orderly and tense manner. The soldiers were easy to identify, and could be seen by their uniforms. The junior officers didn't need to worry, they directly sent them to the southern seaside.

A warm feeling hit Alosha's face as he walked into the cabin. Two of his colleagues were already waiting there. There was oil coming out from the sausages that were being roasted on a stick above the stove, and the strong aroma of coffee filled the entire cabin.

They were all familiar faces. The three senior colonels were all teachers, and the three of them drank together on a daily basis. Alosha's heart was in her stomach. It seemed that these Chinese respected high ranking military officers a lot, and were much stronger than the average barbarians.

There was no need to be polite, Alosha grabbed the sausages and bread on the stove and wolfed them down. Not long after, a Chinese soldier delivered a bottle of rum s to the three of them.

"It's better to be an official! He was already a prisoner, and he still had wine to drink! "We soldiers have to train for ten days before we can have a gathering to drink. Fuck, I'm so hungry …"

There was no one in Russian who was not addicted to alcohol. When they saw that these were the famous rum s specially made in Amami Oshima, all three of their eyes turned blue.

"Drink up. It seems like these brave soldiers do not want to be annihilated. There will be negotiations later on!" We still have hope to return home, great! "

Just at that moment, the wooden door suddenly swung open, and Ding Si and Ma Huan rushed in with a group of soldiers that looked like a pack of wolves and tigers.

"Have you drunk the decapitated wine? "Then let's go!"

"What?" God! This was the decapitated wine from Chinese legends! "They want to kill us …" The three of them reacted quickly. They jumped up, grabbed their stools and swung them in a circle in order to resist.

"You are violating the common law! We are senior officers, we are nobles, and we have the immunity to war! This is no longer a battlefield, you can't kill me … "

Ding Dong lang, the house was in a mess. Even three tigers wouldn't be able to withstand a pack of wolves attacking them. Soon, three ropes were tied around their necks. The soldier in the back pocket sneered and said.

"I'm sorry! Our brave soldiers love to play with new flowers. Today, we will kill the officials and not the soldiers! "Do it …"

Outside the hut, Mao Liyiyuan and the rest of the samurai were staring with widened eyes. They watched helplessly as the three senior teachers were strangled to death, until their eyeballs popped out just like a dead fish's eyes.