C691 last straw (2/2)

”We've lost, we've lost, we've fallen into a trap, the Tokugawa is using the Osaka City as bait, letting out our blood, and then letting these new soldiers make the final cut …”

”Die here!” Let us shatter the jade here! ”

Despair filled every corner of the chaotic battlefield. Not only did the soldiers who were brainwashed by the martial dao not retreat, they even started to attack even more crazily.

”The French general, Xie Duowan, put down the telescope and turned to face Matsudaira Katamori.” Now, I already have a little admiration for you two, even though I know I will definitely lose, I still have to fight. ”Forget it, I'll go find the answer later …”

”Send orders to the artillery, extend fire, cover the enemy base with firepower …” ”Even if they can't be blown up, I will scare them. I don't believe that warriors are powerful. Could it be that the people behind the scenes are powerful as well?”

Before Xie Duowan could finish his words, Matsudaira Katamori suddenly grabbed his arm. ”No, absolutely not … Prince Renhe is at the base camp, and he cannot be harmed! ”

Xie Duowan stared at him as if he was looking at a monster. ”War!” We are at war now, I want victory, I don't care if he is a prince or not... ”The artillery, at my command, will fire at the enemy base.”

”NO!” ”We are all subjects of the Sky Emperor, and our Tsurukawa's Palace is not a traitor. We are only fighting over what concept to use to govern Japan …”

”The Southwest Four Feudal Lords thought that by withdrawing from the Sky Emperor, they could revive Japan, but we do not think that way. After 200 years of rule in the Tsurukawa's Palace, they have accumulated enough experience, so the reform should be put forward by the Mu Clan. That way, it would be even more effective!”

”The reason we started the war was to avoid a bigger one. If the alliance army wins, then we, Japan, will really fall into a civil war. The name of support for the Mu Family and the Southwest Soldiers will definitely not rest until we die. Who knows how many years the civil war will last!”

Xie Duowan was a pure professional soldier. He did not understand the complicated philosophy of Eastern politics, what dog shit was this about fighting to avoid war, what kind of dog shit was this?

”I'm sorry, I'm a professional soldier, I'm not a politician, I don't understand these words... ”Fire!”

With the order given, the twelve cannons were lifted up high, and the trajectory curves were quickly calculated according to gunner's measurements. Soon after, white smoke and raging flames were shot out from the muzzle of the cannons, and the twelve high explosive projectile s pounced towards the camp.

It was not as if the Japanese soldiers had never seen cannons before, but they really did not expect that the rifled cannon would shoot so much farther than the musket.

For a moment, the entire camp was in chaos. Ren He and the prince collapsed limply to the ground. He had seen with his own eyes that the few soldiers outside the camp had their waists blown off and their internal organs all over the ground.

”Go …” ”Hurry up and leave this place …” The prince gave a strange cry, turned around and fled with his servants.

This was the last straw that broke a camel's back. The spirit of the warrior was never afraid of death, but death must have value. The flag of the Southwest Four Marines was a king, and the Emperor was their flag.

His Highness the Prince was the representative of the Sky Emperor, he was the one who brought the Imperial Banner and the thirty thousand soldiers of the alliance were fighting for the Sky Emperor, but no one expected that everyone was shouting for Jade Fragment to die, so how could the prince be the first to escape?

The distance between the base camp and the Dechuan New Army's artillery site was simply too far. There were no longer any aim when shot from a cannon, just a few explosions at the entrance of the base camp. In total, no more than a dozen people died, but for the prince, who had always lived like a prince, this scene was already hellish.

The royal and Public official Clans who had been reared by the martial families for hundreds of years no longer had any bravery left. Although their words sounded very beautiful and magnanimous, each and every one of them were willing to sacrifice their lives like brave warriors, if they really came to the battlefield, they would only be pretending to be at their headquarters.

But now, Prince Renhe couldn't even put up a show. He was scared out of his wits by just a few artillery shells fired. The enemy was still four or five miles away, yet he had already run away.

A wave of sorrow surged out from the hearts of everyone present. Was this the royal family that they had to serve? Over ten thousand of us have died for the sake of the Celestial Emperor, but in the end, the imperial clan is the first to escape.

”Dammit, our lives were not blown by the wind, we are living people raised by our parents, why should we die in vain? ”Let's go, I don't want to work anymore …”

There would always be a second way to escape from the first. When the first choice was to turn around and flee the battlefield, the fear spread like a virus.

One becomes two, two becomes four … By the end, with thousands of soldiers choosing to retreat, Southwest Allied Army's morale was completely down.