"Nam no Jizo King Bodhisattva...... Nam no Jizo King Bodhisattva...... Om, the end of the bowl is in Tuoning, and the ...... of Suo Po He"

In the castle tower of Osaka Castle, Tokugawa Keiki sits cross-legged on a tatami mat with a string of prayer beads in his hand, and in front of him is an open sliding wooden door, giving you an unobstructed view of the battlefield in the distance.

The shogun is chanting prayers for the dead, and in Japanese Buddhism, the Jizo King Bodhisattva is very revered, and the Jizo King Bodhisattva can be seen carved in stone everywhere on the mountain post road twice, and people will bow down and pray for the Bodhisattva's blessing when they pass by.

Perhaps because of the Japanese bushido spirit's admiration for death, the Jizo King Bodhisattva, who is in charge of hell, is closer to them, and these samurai who died on the battlefield also hope to be blessed by the Bodhisattva.

The four hundred samurai had completed their task, the banners were trampled on the ground and even cut by the ribs, and the glory of the coalition army was trampled on the ground, but these dead soldiers were only in their early two hundred.

Surrounded by waves of Allied soldiers, they seemed to have forgotten that they had foreign guns in their hands, and they only knew how to kill these rebels with their cold weapons, as if this would dissipate the breath in their hearts.

"The Xuanwu team jade is shattered here!"

"The jade of the Suzaku team is shattered here!"

"The general's guard jade is shattered here!"

The samurai of the 200 Tokugawa clan defended their loyalty with their lives, and death fulfilled the way of the samurai that they insisted on in their hearts. They wanted to lean on their shoulders and backs, forming a circular formation on the earthen platform, and the swords danced like the wind, and the enemy troops who rushed up were killed and pushed wave after wave.

"Come on, come on...... You cowards...... The cowards of the western kingdom will give you a taste of the power of the samurai of the eastern kingdom!"

"The two hundred years of kindness of the shogunate, how can you raise a group of rebels, kill and kill!"

The samurai have all been killed into blood gourds one by one, and the Japanese Taidao is the world's famous king of cold weapons adhering to the secret method of the Tang Knife, but now even the Taidao made by these famous craftsmen has broken countless pieces.

"We still have ribs without Taidao, we still have fists without ribs, come on, let this battle go down in history forever, and our name will be remembered forever by future generations!"

At this time, the more than 1,000 musketeers were also crazy, and the four hundred warriors were excited at the moment, and none of them turned their heads and fled, and they actually rushed into the gap in the camp.

"We are all rushing together, if we want to die, we will die together!" But the musketeers did not play any role in hand-to-hand combat, and their sacrifice did nothing but add a little tragedy to the whole battle.

No, their sacrifice still had an effect, and their death boosted the morale of the entire Osaka Castle defenders, and now the entire city's 10,000 soldiers suddenly roared collectively and rhythmically.

"Roar...... Hah!roar...... Ha!" every time they shouted, they would beat their armor with their weapons, and the whole city was enveloped in this mournful atmosphere, and the soldiers were torn apart with grief and indignation.

The musketeers were soon drowned in the crowd, and the samurai circle was compressed smaller and smaller, and many wounded samurai were dragged into the crowd by the coalition soldiers, and their bodies were actually dismembered alive.

The murderous aura of grief and indignation rushed straight to Xiao Han, the heavens and the earth were crying, and a cloud began to obscure the sun. In a dense forest to the east of the battlefield, several intelligence officers from the torture hall were using binoculars to monitor the battlefield at the foot of the mountain, and behind them lay several ninjas, looking at the costumes of the coalition and the shogunate.

"Obediently, this group of Japanese is really crazy, why don't the coalition forces use foreign guns? It's okay to get a salvo of bows and arrows?" A torture hall, oh no, no, no, it should be called the CIA now, Xiao Letian directly plagiarized the name of this famous institution in later generations at the beginning of the year.

In the Qing Dynasty alone, the CIA was under the command of Wang Huaiyuan, and in the Qing Dynasty alone, it had 10 intelligence subdivisions, including the northwest, southwest, Lianghu, Guangzhou, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Fujian, Taiwan, North China, Gyeonggi, Guanwai, and Mongolia, and the number of domestic intelligence personnel was approaching 100,000.

Wang Huaiyuan's area of responsibility was not only within the Qing Dynasty, but also under his management of the Korean, Japanese, and Russian Far East branches, while the intelligence agencies of the Ryukyus, Southeast Asia, the Indian Ocean, North America, and Europe were all directly managed by Xiao Letian.

Xiao Letian's emphasis on intelligence work has simply reached the level of perversion, perhaps because of the identity of the traverser, or because he tasted the sweetness of predicting the future, so in Xiao Letian's strategy, intelligence work is even more important than the construction of the new army.

Now the CIA's annual appropriation has reached the scale of four million dragon silver coins, which only the British Empire can compete with in the world at that time, thanks to the huge profits from the silver trade and the private coinage, otherwise it really can't support this scene.

There is no silver in vain, and with the support of huge sums of money, the intelligence bureau's infiltration of Japan has reached the extreme. No one knows how many spies are hidden in Japan's landscapes.

Wandering monks, trafficking merchants, dock stevedores, singing and dancing geisha, and down-and-out wild samurai and ninjas...... No one can tell that those people here are Xiao Letian's spies.

The Fallen Shogunate had no idea that Hokkaido still had 5,000 more elite new troops, which was the killer weapon of the Tokugawa family. They also didn't know that Aizu-Wakamatsu Castle had trained 10,000 new troops. And all this can't escape Xiao Letian's eyes, it is precisely because of the massive intelligence support that Xiao Letian, Pierre and others will judge the enemy's plan so accurately.

There was more than one observation post around the Osaka battlefield, and the novice intelligence officer's question made those present scoff: "You are too tender, you don't understand what Japanese bushido is all about, and people who uphold this spirit are sometimes cunning and sometimes stupid!"

"The Japanese general's understanding of tactics is still very exquisite, look at the tactics of the Tokugawa family, the fraud is almost used to the extreme, and he is really willing to take the bait! Now that the coalition forces have been controlled by him, if the prime minister does not make a move, I think the coalition forces will lose this time!"

"Tactical cunning can't hide the fact that the bushido spirit is overzealous, you see that now after the destruction of the brocade banner, the coalition forces have gone completely crazy, it's not that they don't know that foreign guns and bows and arrows are useful, but they must use this way of slashing enemies to atone for the emperor's sins!"

"Do you see, they think that the dignity of the samurai has fallen into the mire with the fall of the Imperial Banner, and they must prove that they are still a brave samurai with blood...... It's not so much that they're atoning for the emperor, for the spirit of bushido, it's about atonement for the fear in their hearts!"

"Fear?" asked several of the new informants beside him, puzzled.

The leading intelligence officer sneered and said, "I have been doing business with maritime merchants since I was a child, and I have not been on a few trips from Jiangnan to Japan, so I had a little understanding of this group of Japanese at that time...... How can a people beset by typhoons, earthquakes, volcanoes, wars, and hunger since ancient times without fear in their hearts?"

"Japanese, no one knows what their tomorrow will bring, even if you are a great name, a natural disaster will destroy him. So they have a sense of insecurity in their bones, and that's a fear of not being able to live......"

"Later, I had the privilege of listening to the prime minister's small class three times, and the important backbone of our Japanese intelligence bureau gathered together to listen to the prime minister's explanation, and then I knew where the crazy bushido of the Japanese came from!"

"The prime minister said that the madness of bushido is actually the collection of all the fear factors in the hearts of the Japanese, they cannot change the cruel natural environment of this island, and Japan's two attempts to attack the mainland in history have also been crushed by the Central Plains civilization...... If you can't change the environment, you can only change yourself in Japan......"

"Why laugh at death? It's not because even if you don't laugh, this ruined island might be buried one day by an earthquake. Fear is also a day, laughing is also a day, since death is unavoidable, then you have to force yourself to laugh at death, overcoming fear is a survival skill that every Japanese samurai must learn......"

"Because, the Japanese have no way out, their bodies are already soaked in hell, do they still want to let their hearts be soaked in hell too?"

"See, these crazy soldiers have begun to overturn the dead Tokugawa soldiers, and the corpses have turned into pieces of minced flesh mixed with mud and trampled under their feet, the only way to wash away the guilt and fear in their hearts after losing the Imperial Banner......"

"Only in this way can we deceive our hearts and make them feel more comfortable in the rest of their lives......"

Several intelligence officers looked at the intelligence officer who commanded him with great admiration, and said in their hearts that no wonder they are leaders, this vision is higher than ours.

And the intelligence officer's old face was slightly red and said, I am just speculating and selling, the training I just received last month, can the truth that came out of the prime minister's mouth not be bullish.

"Oh, look, the Imperial Brocade has been breached, slaughter! This is a one-sided slaughter...... Hurry up, send a signal to the sea......"

The camp of the Fallen Coalition had now become a Shura hell, and the musketeers were all trapped in the crowd, and the angry and roaring coalition soldiers grabbed each and every Tokugawa dead soldier, stabbed them with various weapons, and even tore them with their teeth and hands.

Those samurai who destroyed the Imperial Banner were punished with the most terrible punishment in the early morning, the flesh and blood were cut into pieces by knives, and some even grabbed human flesh and stuffed it into their mouths.

"My little island jade is shattered here...... The Xuanwu team has been loyal to the lord!"

"I Qianjiang Erlang jade is broken here...... The Suzaku team has been loyal to the lord!"

"Tokugawa Tamura jade shattered here...... General's Guard...... Loyal to the Lord!"

In the midst of the rolling crowd, the struggling samurai shouted the last words of his life and were swallowed up and drowned, and all the 3,000 dead soldiers of the Tokugawa army were shattered under the imperial banner.

Tokugawa tears rolled down his cheeks, and he knelt on the ground and clasped his head to the deceased, "Hai...... I, Tokugawa Yoshiki, have accepted your loyalty on behalf ......of the shogunate, so please feel free to pass away!