C489 The layout of the Prime Minister (1/2)
Molière was about to go crazy. He looked in disbelief at the group of Asian in front of him whose eyes were filled with fanaticism. He suddenly felt very lonely, and his values were completely unable to connect with them.
”You can still feel hope now?” Is there a problem with my IQ, or is there a problem with your IQ? All of Ryukyu's army structures have been disrupted, the city has fallen, and we French battleship are still swimming on the sea … So what are you talking about? ”
After taking off the evil ghost's hood, Taro Shimadzu returned to his previous state of courtesy. He bowed towards the His Excellency the Special Envoy and replied, ”Yes, why not?”
”You are European, you naturally love Europa and France. As for us, we are Asian, so of course we are closer to Asia. What's wrong with that?”
”When I fight with you, there is not the slightest bit of hatred in my heart, because our stand is different from each other. If you win, no matter how many cities you slaughter, you will still become the hero of the France … If I succeed, even if your French Expeditionary Force's heads are piled into a mountain, I will still be a brave warrior of East Asia … ”
”This has nothing to do with right or wrong. You and I are two different races, aren't we? Even if I surrender and you become a dog, I will only be the domestic dog of your Europeans. Am I to be cursed by my people for the sake of two mouthfuls of dog food with meat? ”I really don't know how your righteous words came about …”
Taro Shimadzu's words were like a lump of ice that smashed into everyone's hearts. The logic behind it made them unable to refute, but the coldness it revealed was also extremely terrifying.
There was no right or wrong in war, and there were no right or wrong. The Japanese had a unique understanding towards this kind of law of the jungle, and that kind of understanding showed a kind of abnormal beauty.
Molière suddenly had a strange feeling. The Taro Shimadzu in front of him seemed to be a sheep and wolf complex.
That image just emerged from Molière's heart in a daze. The night wind blew past his back, causing goosebumps to form all over his body.
The debate over values finally came to an end. When people raised their heads to look around them, they discovered that the night had covered the entire world and the sounds of killing had become much quieter in the city.
The dark night brought inconvenience to human activities and also protection for the weak. In this era, the European army did not have any night vision equipment. Let alone entering the mountains to clear them out, they even had to carefully pass through unfamiliar streets.
The sounds of gunfire in the city finally died down!
”General, please drink some hot soup …” After taking off the demon's mask, Taro Shimadzu returned to his usual Knife Puller appearance. He respectfully held a bowl of Kunbu Soup in both hands and brought it in front of General Cai Mao.
”Unexpectedly, you are a Shimadzu Family's blood warrior? ”Your identity …” Cai Mao asked suspiciously.
”According to the family tree, the current head of the family is my older brother, but my branch has been separated from the direct line for many years. We need to work as hard as retainers to ensure my status as a warrior …” He smiled awkwardly.
”It is precisely because of this that I was assigned such a secret task … Please rest assured Your Majesty and the General, our Shimadzu Family has no ill intentions, we just want to learn a little more. If we do not learn more, facing an unprecedented talent like the Prime Minister, wouldn't that mean that we would return empty-handed after entering the treasure mountain? ”
Cai Mao nodded his head, ”Mn, you are of the Shimadzu Family's bloodline, so your Patriarch won't worry about your loyalty. As you belong to a distant branch, you look unfamiliar, and aren't afraid of being exposed … But I am very suspicious, it was clearly Xiao Letian who stole your Shimadzu Family's rule over Ryukyu, and you actually did not use this chance to take revenge? ”
When Taro Shimadzu revealed his identity for the first time, everyone already knew without hesitation that he was going to rely on Gong Cheng to betray the Prime Minister. This was because in the minds of normal people, Shimadzu Family would easily come across a chance to take revenge, so how could he let it go so easily?
It was because everyone had this kind of inherent thought that even Molière and Gong Cheng had confidently and boldly allowed the island warriors to become the last spies who controlled Shang Tai. They never thought that the truly loyal ones in this group of people would actually be Xiao Letian.
Why? Everyone was curious, why did the Shimadzu Family Warriors choose Xiao Letian as their 'enemy'? Forget about Molière who was full of questions, even in a corner of the city that was shrouded in darkness, the selling nation's specialist Gong Cheng was also pulling his beard down, as if he would get an answer if he pulled his beard up.
Taro Shimadzu's face turned slightly red, he was not very good at making speeches. Just as he was thinking about how to organize his speech, a group of people walked up the horse path on the city wall, and one of the women's voice sounded out loud.
”This question is actually very simple, because we are all students of the Prime Minister …” The people who walked in from the shadows were also familiar with each other. One was Xue Ying, the other was Ling Mutai, and behind the two of them was another group of Knife Puller s that were formed from the wild warrior s.