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Chapter 130 - The Weeping Army
There was a limit to the Chinese people's patience, but the limit they could endure right now was Xiao Letian's death order, an hour. After enduring an hour of hand-to-hand combat and collision, these young military officers had finally survived an hour that had caused their lungs to explode.
Their pocket watches were now the standard equipment for all the officers under Xiao Letian's command. When they saw that the pointer was already 6: 30 in the morning, which was the prescribed one hour defense period, these tigers who were tied up could finally attack openly.
”Charge! Everyone, distribute your weapons!” An hour has already passed. Let's open our mouths and kill! ”
”Grab their weapons! Kill these bastards!” ”Our brothers' blood can't be lost in vain …”
”Where's the musket? Bring the musket up here and focus the fire on them. Kill these thugs …”
The guards charged like crazy, the officers in the crowd shouting and shouting. Especially the youths, Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Luo Huo and even the Japanese swordsman Yepingtai … These young warriors had long held back their anger to the point that their eyes turned blue. They were waiting to start a massacre.
Right now, the only ones who could still maintain their cool were the Winged King Shida Kai and the Great General of the imperial guards, Cai Mao. Elder warriors who excelled in strategy like them were still able to restrain the impulsiveness in their hearts.
”Stop, all of you stop. Mr. Xiao wants to submit to Japanese, even if we have to wait for an hour, we cannot start a massacre …” Damn, who told you to order a combustion bottle! ”Have you gone crazy …”
”Slow down, everyone slow down, keep your distance from the Japanese, form suppression, don't kill anymore … F * ck, when did you hide your dagger? Who the hell let you cut his throat? ”Is everyone f * cking crazy …”
The two old generals fought to maintain order in the crowd. After all, the prestige of the two of them was still there, first the Chinese and Ryukyu soldiers started to calm down, and although their hands did not stop, their charging speed was obviously slower.
At this time, the officers of the youngsters all went mad with rage. They were unable to vent their anger as they loudly cursed, ”F * ck, what the f * ck is this war?” ”What kind of bullshit fight is this …”
The Chinese and Ryukyu people are easy to control, but the sea cuttlefish led by Yepingtai were hard to control. This swordsman who had killed to the point that his entire body was like a gourd of blood shouted loudly, ”We are the personal guards of the Prime Minister, we are warriors under Master Xiao's jurisdiction, you guys don't care about us … ”If you won't do it, then we'll …”
While they were talking, a dozen or so figures scuttled up from the back of the group, with the nimble Xiao Bingtailang at the front. In their hands were a bunch of Katana s, they were all just thrown onto the ground.
”Grab a knife, we'll do it ourselves …” Xiao Bingtailang no longer looked like a bad gambler in the past. With an additional surname, it was like he had a new soul.
He shouted out in influent Chinese, ”I am...” The Prime Minister's son … You don't care about me... ”Those with red cloth wrapped around their arms, charge with me …” While talking, Xiao Bingtailang and Yepingtai rushed forward with the hundred over sea cuttlefish s on their left and right, as if they had gone mad. Not long after, a field of blood-red appeared in everyone's line of sight.
Xiao Bingtailang's words had actually stunned Shi Dakai, Cai Mao and the rest. When they thought back to what he had said, they had no way of refuting it. Xiao Letian had adopted Xiao Bingtailang as his godson in front of thousands of people. According to the law, if Xiao Letian did not have a son in the future, he would probably inherit the family inheritance.
Although everyone knew in their hearts that it was impossible for him to become the Young Master, Xiao Letian recognizing his godson was also to repay the two siblings for saving his life. However, at such a critical juncture, the identity of this foster son allowed him to become the leader of the team.
When the sea cuttlefish began their slaughter, some of the fanatics in the group could not hold back their emotions, ”Even the Japanese rushed up to them, even their master's foster son was killed, what are we doing treating it as a turtle hiding its head …” Fuck, laozi can't take it anymore … ”
One by one, the soldiers separated from their primary matrix and charged forward. The situation instantly went out of control, and after much difficulty, they managed to stabilize the troops one by one.
The Winged King Shida Kai was in a rush, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, he realised that his own era was already over, the time when he was the commander of the army in the Southern Wars Battlefield had already slowly disappeared, the time when Xiao Letian was already here.
”The new generation is truly stronger than the previous one. I never thought that I would be marginalized so quickly. But isn't this what I long for …”
The sudden attack of the Japanese Mercenaries had shocked all the fugitives. Kiyoshi Yamamoto was standing at the entrance of the gathering area with one hand holding onto the gate and the other calling the Japanese to retreat towards the concentration camp.
”Run, quickly enter the camp and use all the buildings to defend …” These Qing Guo Nu were treacherous, they had already started killing people … ”Fuck, you don't believe me when I say that they will massacre a city? Now look, look …”