Once people get old, they can't stand the ups and downs, and the war in the Ryukyus has been turned over and over again like a baked cake from beginning to end, and the most worrying question is Xiao Letian's life and death.

Molière's strategic deception succeeded in making the hearts of the entire Ryukyu people extremely anxious, and from the day the bombing began, the hearts of the people of the Ryukyus were impetuous, because everyone had a question in their hearts, a question about Xiao Letian's life and death.

It is precisely because people's hearts are fluctuating, so Jin Changsen, a group of surrenderers who have been crushed to death, finally have a chance to turn over, if there is no support from some people swaying left and right, how can these old coffins make waves again?

Even Cai Mao and King Shangtai have been shaken for a short time, if it weren't for the final pass King Shangtai ambushed the secret foreshadowing of Shimazu Daro, Molière's plan would have really succeeded.

People's hearts have risen and fallen, Xiao Letian died, then lived again, and then died again...... Until the end, Shengsheng forced out the prime minister's suicide note, which should not have appeared in front of the world, and became the slogan of all Ryukyu soldiers and civilians to die together with the country.

In this storm, people's hearts were instantly pushed to the top of the Himalayas, and then pressed into the abyss of Mariana, and the young people could barely stabilize their mentality, but Fan Yao and Lin Yuanmiao, the old ministers, really couldn't bear it.

When the final happy ending was in front of them, the fire that supported them suddenly collapsed, and coma was inevitable.

King Chantai stared at the thick pile of newspapers in his hand, both in English and in Chinese translated by Lion City, and even if one of the photos on it had flowed into Ryukyu before, this war would not have ended like this.

The Franco-Swiss border remnant cavalry regiment, the Hamburg fire bravely rescued orphans, and the miracle created by defending the stone bridge heights...... There are so many victorious deeds, even if there is a legend to Ryukyu, even if it is just a photo, or a sentence.

"Wrong... It is too unjust for so many soldiers and civilians to die...... Prime Minister, why didn't you bring the news back sooner...... Woowoo...... There are so many people dying in the Ryukyus......"

King Shang Tai held the battlement with one hand, and his knees were soft and slowly knelt down for the burning Naha Port, he knelt down for the tens of thousands of unjust souls who died in vain.

"You've died unjustly... If my heart were a little stronger...... If I mature a little more...... If I hadn't flinched, maybe you wouldn't have died...... I have done iniquity..."

King Chantai's remorse infected all those present, who knew that if all the people were united from the beginning and fought to the end against the French, not only would they win the victory, but they would also suffer less than a third of the casualties they have now.

After this war, Xiao Lotian once hired many senior elites from the United States, Prussia and even the British military academies to repeatedly deduce the war situation, and finally came to a very sad conclusion.

"If the Ryukyus choose to defend this battle and there is no swing from side to side in the middle, then the number of military and civilian casualties should be between 20,000 and 30,000, which means that Molière's strategic deception directly caused more than 50,000 soldiers and civilians to die in vain..."

This group of foreign military experts spoke quite politely, and they almost made it clear that it was the strategic misjudgment of the Ryukyu monarchs and ministers that killed so many innocent soldiers and civilians.

King Shang Tai knelt on the city wall, the remorse in his heart poured out and the Pacific Ocean could not be washed away, and the other courtiers also felt the same way, Shimazu Taro finally couldn't bear it anymore, he rushed to Molière, left and right bows this hard draw.

A snap of "liar......" and then a snap of "executioner...... he was such a liar, a sentence of the executioner's left and right bows, and Molière's back molars on both sides were knocked out.

Now Molière was in complete despair, and from the moment the alfon brought the news, he knew that the defeat was decided, and with the fact that the cannon on the sea had stopped, he knew that Bruce had made the right decision.

"The war has stopped...... Your mistreatment of the captives is reprehensible......" Bruce twisted his body to avoid Shimazu's mouth.

"Baga...... You don't deserve to be treated well, you're a vicious snake......" and two slaps in the face.

"陛xià...... Please remember that I am a special envoy on behalf of France...... The two countries do not kill the envoys when they fight, this is your Asian tradition......"

"Remember, you have only defeated me, Molière, alone, and you have not defeated France at all...... The huge empire is not even 10,000 strong, and a wise monarch would not do such a stupid thing..."

Just as Molière was roaring, King Shang Tai jumped up like crazy and rushed over, pushing Shimazu Tairo away, "Go away, let me come..."

Molière looked up at King Chantai with a swollen mouth, "Yes, Your Majesty, you made the right decision, I hope you remember what I said......"

"The French Army now has 600,000 standing troops at home, 400,000 overseas colonial troops, and in the event of war, a sufficient reserve can raise an elite army of two to three million in a few months......"

"The naval strength of France is now second only to that of Great Britain, and the Atlantic Fleet and the Mediterranean Fleet are the pride of the French Navy, and the number of battleships and heavy cruisers is already close to two hundred......"

"My dear king, I am not threatening you, I am simply explaining to you a very cruel reality...... The expeditionary force you are facing today is nothing more than a piece of paper cobbled together by France from the Indian continent......"

"You think they're elite? Wrong, they're just out of the flow compared to the most elite local aces......

Molière's cheeks were extremely red and swollen, and if you looked closely, there was really a shadow of a cobra's head, which was also bulging out on both sides. And his poisonous tongue was still very powerful, and every word that popped out of his mouth made King Shang Tai irrefutable.

"Your Majesty, you have won this war, but you have only won a little strategic buffer period, the pride of France cannot be trampled on, sooner or later the Emperor will send ten times a hundred times the army to take revenge......"

"This is not alarmism, nor is it a fierce clamour, I just calmly explain a truth to you...... From now on, from the moment of the ceasefire of the war, you will have to be more polite to me, because I represent France...... If you want to get more out of the table, you need to be more polite to me, or ......"

"Yaga Ya Lu ......" After a burst of shouts, the three knives were unsheathed at the same time, and went straight to Molière's neck and slashed at them, which was Shimazu Dairo, Suzuki Tai, and Yuuka, the three angry knife drawing team members.

Does this Frenchman, who was on the verge of death, still dare to utter wild words, does he really not know how the word death is written? Tens of thousands of unjust souls in the city are tied to him, and now he still dares to threaten people?

"Ten thousand pieces of corpses...... the three Japanese samurai shouted in unison.

King Shangtai yelled in fright, "Stop...... You can't kill the envoys..."

"Your Majesty... What kind of envoy is he? He's a captive of our Ryukyus, and this kind of poisonous tongue can't be kept......" Although the three knife drawers stopped, they still didn't want to give up.

At this time, the group of imperial doctors led by Cai Mao also woke up Fan Yao and Lin Yuanmiao, and several weak Wenchen were stunned on the spot when they saw this scene, "You can't kill him, you can't kill him... If Molière dies, our negotiations with France will not be possible, and even if the French emperor wants to negotiate peace, he will not be able to do the ......."

After all, Cai Mao is the current leader of the Ryukyus generals, and when he saw that Wenchen was a little uncontrollable, he hurriedly shouted, "Don't put away the knife yet... The prime minister's military discipline has been forgotten, and he has stepped down ......."

The general spoke, and Shimazu Daro did not dare to insist on a flash of the sword, and the sword returned to the scabbard. However, Xue Ying suddenly licked her lips at this time, and said with a strange smile, "General, since we can't kill them, but we must at least detain them, right?

As soon as King Chantai heard this, he understood that it was not okay for these soldiers to breathe this out of their hearts, and if this group of French prisoners fell into the hands of the sword drawing team, it was estimated that life would be worse than death.

Now there are more than 1,000 French prisoners in Kunigami Village, and the chaotic battle of fishermen in Naha Bay has not ended, and it is estimated that there must be about 2,000 French soldiers captured alive. With 3,000 French prisoners, plus a special envoy Molière, it is also a big weight at the negotiating table.

"Three thousand French troops...... There was also an envoy ...... "King Shang Tai immediately hesitated. Molière could understand Chinese to some extent, and he shouted with a chill in his back, "What do you want to do? Do you want to mistreat the captives? I sue you, that is a punishment......

There was a crisp snap, and Xue Ying slapped her backhand, "Abuse, you bastard, did you think about the word abuse when you slaughtered civilians, did you think about punishment?"

"What rights do the captives want? ...... you dream," she said, raising her hand again.

"Stop... This group of captives must not be left to your care......" At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded on the road of the city wall, although it sounded very young, but there was an undoubted momentum in his tone.

"Who... Hmmm? Xiang Ying ......" Xue Ying turned her head and saw that it was Xiang Ying, the leader of the student soldiers, who walked up the road, who successfully broke through the siege in Guotou Village, and brought back reinforcements from the Shimazu family, and his identity is still very special, Long Ye's own nephew, and a senior officer of the new army in the future.

This is the person who the prime minister wants to use, and the sword drawing team does not dare to be rude, and their respect for Xiang Ying even exceeds that of Cai Mao.

Mr. Xiang...... What do you mean by that?" asked Shimazu Taro with a slight bow.

Xiang Ying was now sweating profusely, and the military uniforms on his chest and back were soaked, he held on to the city wall and gasped for a few breaths, "Your Majesty, please leave all the prisoners to our student soldiers to take care of, the new army and the sword drawing team, including the militia group, cannot take over, we must not abuse the prisoners..."

"Why?" exclaimed unconvinced from the walls.

"Damn, have you forgotten what happened six years ago? Have you forgotten how the Old Summer Palace was burned? Oh damn, haven't you heard the incisive analysis of the fire? Don't make a big mistake..."

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