C125

Chapter 125 - Rumors of Slaughtering Cities

That tyrannical night once again fell into a state of fear, the streets were filled with madly dashing messenger soldiers and squads of guards searching the streets. All of the Japanese's gathering areas were surrounded by soldiers. Their fearful gazes looked out from the gaps between the fences and the wooden walls. No one knew what these Chinese and Glazed sphere aboriginals were planning to do.

"What do these Chinese and Ryukyu people want to do without sleep? "It can't be that they're taking advantage of the night to attack us, right? I heard that the Chinese love to massacre cities …"

"It's possible. For the past few years, Long Hair's rebellion has been going on in the south of China. The Manchu army and Long Hair have slaughtered their way to and fro. Every time they capture a city, they have killed off all the civilians … "So many Chinese died this time. Are they going to kill us for revenge …"

Japanese gathered and discussed softly, many people even started to secretly search for some self-defense weapons. There were no iron grade equipment, at least there were sharpened bamboo rods and wooden planks, if there really was nothing wrong with it then there would be.

Amongst all the Japanese s, the most terrified were of course the thousands of soldiers. Although they were divided and guarded, there were at least two hundred soldiers living together in every concentration camp.

"Lord Hua Shan, what are these Qing people trying to do?" Why is it so chaotic, could it be that they are going to kill us? " Kiyoshi Yamamoto asked suspiciously.

Ever since the Japanese had unconditionally surrendered, Huashan Liyuan and the other two high ranked military generals were locked in a gathering area closest to the pier. Due to their status, the three of them did not participate in the hard labor. However, they were given only preferential treatment. The daily food treatment was the same as that of the hard labourers. Two porridge would be served at the end of each meal.

Huashan Liyuan still had a bit of the calmness of a senior warrior, so he disdained Kiyoshi Yamamoto's worries. "Don't worry, Xiao Letian is still a scholar to the bone, from his books, I can read his soul. "Of course he'll be ruthless to us, but he definitely won't do something as heartless as slaughtering a city …"

As he spoke till here, Huashan Liyuan looked coldly at Kiyoshi Yamamoto, and spoke with incomparable ridicule: "He's not you, he needs to slaughter the weak to obtain pleasure. What he hopes to achieve in his heart is to conquer the strong, and even conquer a nation, a race …"

Kiyoshi Yamamoto was not in the mood to listen to birch elder's eight articles, nor was he in the mood to respond to his ridicule. At this time, he could only stick to the cracks of the window and anxiously look out. Right at this moment, an evil wind suddenly blew towards Kiyoshi Yamamoto's eyes, causing him to unconsciously pull back, a sword in his hand wrapped in white cloth suddenly came into contact with the wooden board, it was only an inch away from Kiyoshi Yamamoto's eyes.

"Enemy attack, huh? "This is a ninja's shuriken …" Fortunately, Kiyoshi Yamamoto had dodged quickly, otherwise his left eye would have been crippled. Just as he was about to curse, he discovered that there were words written on the cloth strip on his shuriken.

Kiyoshi Yamamoto opened the cloth and only swept it with his eyes, his entire body was trembling. He suddenly smashed the wooden door and grabbed onto the thickest pillar, and actually used the strength in his arms to break the pillar into two.

"Darn it, I've invited the people here to kill Lord Sakamoto. They're going to slaughter the entire city …" "When the soldiers come together, we can't be killed like sheep..." After which, he rushed out like the wind.

Huashan Liyuan and Zhu Zhongjingshang were both dumbstruck. They watched as the berserk Kiyoshi Yamamoto brandished his three-meter-long spear and roared everywhere in the camp. Some of the soldiers had already started to gather around him.

Zhu Zhongjingshang crawled his way over using both hands and feet, picked up the cloth strip, and looked, sure enough, it was scrawled in Japanese, 'Xiao Letian assassinated Sakamoto Ryoma, about to slaughter all of Japanese'. Zhu Zhongjingshang's heart instantly plummeted into the abyss. He turned around and was just about to speak, but didn't expect that the roof, which had been removed from the pillar, would suddenly collapse at this moment. The broken wooden board directly buried him inside.

"Someone, hurry up and save them …" Huashan Liyuan didn't care about the left or right of him, and anxiously smacked his head straight away. Forget it, let's save Bamboo Lord first. I really can't control that bastard Kiyoshi Yamamoto.

A group of Japanese citizens helped the birch elder dig Zhu Zhongjingshang out. Fortunately, the Japanese houses were made of wooden planks, so the damage was not too great. After Zhu Zhongjingshang was dug out, he spat out two mouthfuls of water and woke up.

"Master, quickly stop Kiyoshi Yamamoto … "This is a conspiracy, this is too unreasonable …" "Xiao Letian is now the Prime Minister of the Ryukyu, and all of the troops on the island are his subordinates. He had achieved all of his goals, and even obtained more than he expected.

"Benefits, everything is benefits. If Xiao Letian were to massacre the entire city, there would be no benefits at all, and he might even lose his hard-earned good situation. He is the Unparalleled National Scholars, the Master of Western Studies, how can he do such an unwise thing … There must be someone secretly instigating us. There must be some unknown power interfering … "

Hearing that, Huashan Liyuan understood what was going on. The sturdy old general jumped up in anger and shouted, "I am Huashan Liyuan, all the soldiers and citizens loyal to me, quickly gather here for me!"

Kiyoshi Yamamoto was the model warrior with an irritable personality, he was straightforward and even thought that he was a wise general. When he saw the fake intelligence that Xiao Letian wanted to slaughter the whole city, he believed it completely without any doubts. He didn't want to be a fish on the chopping block. Killing him without any resistance was just a dream.

Kiyoshi Yamamoto loudly shouted, and as expected, countless people responded. A general like him was prone to rage, but was also an example of true character. Normally, he could drink and sing with the lower ranked warriors, and could even lightly brag and gamble with the lowest ranked soldier.

On the contrary, because Huashan Liyuan, Zhu Zhongjingshang and the others were too reserved about their identities, although they were revered by the soldiers and the citizens, they were definitely not as impressive as Kiyoshi Yamamoto. In the midst of the chaos, Kiyoshi Yamamoto's orders were subconsciously followed by even more people.

At this time, Kiyoshi Yamamoto had already gathered over a thousand soldiers and citizens. Kiyoshi Yamamoto, who was holding onto the thick pillar, rushed to the front like a god of death, as he crazily shouted out, "The Qing Guo Nu are actually planning to assassinate the envoy. "Fight with me if you don't want to die …"

The surrounding soldiers and citizens were all surrounded by fear as they also hysterically shouted out, "Fight! We have to fight!" The Qing people were about to massacre the city. If they didn't fight, they would be reclaimed … "We don't want to die, we want to live …"

The confusion coalesced into one sentence: "Live, we will live..." "Live, we must live …"

This was a gathering point for Japanese closest to the dock, and it was also the most heavily guarded area. The guards formed by the Chinese and Glazed sphere aboriginals stood guard at each street entrance, trapping tens of thousands of Japanese within two small blocks. Many of the roads they had to pass had simple barricades and sandbags piled up.

The Chinese general who was on duty tonight was Sima Yun. When the chaos in the camp had just started, he had already made preparations to fight.

"musket team is ready... Molotov's cocktail Ready... Handgrenade Preparation... "Archers, pikemen, get ready for battle …" At this time, the military officers under Xiao Letian's command had already gradually regained the courage to point general. Facing these Japanese mob s, they were not the least bit disturbed. In fact, their emotions did not even fluctuate at all.

Under Mike's introductions, all of the war supplies that the American businessmen held in their hands had already been bought by Xiao Letian and the others. Right now, Sima Yun was dressed in the uniform of the American Army during the Civil War era. The dark blue turtleneck uniform, knee-high cowhide boots, heavy military belt, flat roof hat, exquisite brass buttons and belt buckle were all polished and polished. The horse's paws hit against the stone road and made 'ka ka ka' sounds.

It had to be said that this Western style military uniform was a combination of beauty and practicality. It added a bit of dignity to the uniform. At the beginning, the newly recruited guards were a little panicked, but it was strange, as long as Sima Yun's military uniform appeared anywhere, the place would immediately calm down.

"Stinking brat, what are your hands trembling? When we were unarmed and Japanese was fully armed, we even won. Now that we met some unarmed thugs, are you guys scared? "How embarrassing, send your mother to drink her milk if you continue trembling …"

Sima Yun's witty words were immediately exchanged for the laughter of the surrounding people, and the tense atmosphere dispersed.

"Brothers, we are on the main street, if the Japanese wants to rebel, they must break through from here, and now, all of you must focus, and the slaughter will begin. Let us send these Japanese midgets to hell …"

"Victory!" The guards erupted into cheers like a tsunami. Everyone got into position, ready to fight. With the sandbag wall as a cover, the s that were bought at a high price aimed at the indistinct crowd in the dark night. The buildings on both sides of the road were filled with vigorous figures. Bottles of Molotov's cocktail s and chili handgrenades were hung from their waists, the fire piston was already lit, waiting for the commander's order.

Sima Yun looked at the figure in the distance with disdain. He did not know why these crazy Japanese people came to throw their lives away, but now, it was not two days ago. With the foreign material support, the combat power of Xiao Letian's guards increased exponentially.

Gun s, crossbows, combustion bottles, grenades and even Sima Yun had hidden two small caliber naval gun s in the warehouse at the pier, their cannons facing the main street of the concentration camp. Sima Yun firmly believed that his soldiers did not need to fight in close quarters, just with these firearms alone would be able to slaughter all of these unarmed lunatics.

Sima Yun straightened the brim of his hat, his ice-cold eyes stared at the gradually clear figures in the distance and he sneered in his heart, "This group of idiots, just who gave you the confidence to stand in front of our guns once again? If it weren't for sire stopping us, we would have killed all of you long ago … "Today, you've all come to me for nothing. Don't blame me for being ruthless …"

As he got closer and closer, when Kiyoshi Yamamoto's exaggerated wooden stick could already be clearly seen, Sima Yun raised his right arm. "Musketeers, get ready …" Just as the command to shoot was about to burst out, hurried footsteps and the sound of a messenger came from behind him.

"The Prime Minister's Order... All firearms are forbidden to be used, all people are required to defend the primary matrix, the Japanese are not allowed to flee, and no large-scale casualties are allowed to occur … "

"What?" What order is this? " Sima Yun's eyes were even wider than an ox. He couldn't use firearms, and wanted to reduce the number of casualties, so he had to block the enemy at the end? Isn't this utter nonsense? But when he turned around to look, it was impossible for the messenger to be fake. It was the old man from the who had followed him here.

Sima Yun stomped his foot in anger, and shouted at the guards, "What are you all standing there for? Quickly pile up obstacles and prepare stone bricks. Burn bottles are no longer allowed on the rooftop, only chili powder grenades are allowed … "Fuck, this bunch of damn little midgets, they really gave Grandpa trouble …"