Naha's night was once again in fear, with heralds running back and forth in the streets and teams of guards searching the streets. All the Japanese enclaves were surrounded by soldiers, looking out in fear through the cracks in the fence and the wooden walls, and no one knew what the Chinese and the Natives of the Ryukyus were trying to do.

"What do these Chinese and Ryukyuan people want to do when they don't sleep in the middle of the night? Won't they attack us at night, I heard that Chinese loves to slaughter cities the most......

"It is possible that in the past few years, there has been a long-haired rebellion in southern China, and the Qing army and long-haired have been killing and killing, and every time they conquer a city, they will kill all the people...... So many Chinese died this time, do they want to kill us to take revenge......"

The Japanese gathered together and whispered about it, and many of them even began to secretly look for some weapons for self-defense, and if there were no iron tools, at least sharpened bamboo poles and planks, and it was really not possible to use thick wooden sticks.

Of all the Japanese, the most frightened were of course the thousands of soldiers, who were kept separated, but there were at least 200 soldiers living together in each concentration camp, and these people were the most feared group.

"Lord Huashan, what do these Qing people want to do? How can it be so chaotic, are they going to kill them?" asked Yamamoto Kiyoshi suspiciously.

Since the unconditional surrender of the Japanese army, the three high-ranking generals of Kayama Kurigen have been locked up in a gathering area closest to the pier. Because of their status, the three of them did not participate in coolie labor, but the preferential treatment was nothing more, and the daily food treatment was the same as that of the laborers, two meals of gruel.

Kayama Kurigen still has a little of the composure of a high-level samurai, and he is very dismissive of Yamamoto Kiyoshi's worries, "Don't worry, Xiao Letian is still a literati in his bones, and I can read his soul from his books." Of course he is ruthless to us, but he will never do such an inhuman thing as slaughtering the city......"

Speaking of this, Kayama Kuriren glanced at Yamamoto Kiyoshi coldly, and said with great mockery, "He is not you, he needs to slaughter the weak to get pleasure, what he expects in his heart is to conquer the strong, and even conquer a country and a nation......"

Yamamoto Kiyoshi was not in the mood to listen to the old birch-ass essay at all now, and he didn't bother to respond to his ridicule, at this time he just looked out anxiously through the crack in the window. At this moment, suddenly a vicious wind hit Yamamoto Kiyoshi's eyes, Yamamoto Kiyoshi subconsciously shrank back, only to see a sword wrapped in a white cloth in his hand stapled to the wooden strip, only an inch away from Yamamoto Kiyoshi's eyes.

"Enemy attack, huh, this is a ninja's shuriken......" Yamamoto Kiyoshi was fortunate to dodge quickly, otherwise his left eye would definitely be useless, he just wanted to scold but found that the cloth strip on the shuriken had handwriting.

Yamamoto Kiyoshi opened the strip of cloth and swept his eyes, and his whole body trembled, and he suddenly smashed the wooden door with a punch, grabbed one of the thickest pillars, and actually used the strength of his arm to break the pillar into two pieces.

"Damn the people of the country, they murdered Sakamoto-sama, and they are going to slaughter the city...... The soldiers assembled, we can't be slaughtered like sheep......" said and rushed out like the wind.

Kariyama Kurigen and Takenaka Inoue were both dumbfounded, and they watched the frantic Yamamoto Kiyoshi wielding a 'spear' more than three meters long and roaring everywhere in the concentration camp, and now soldiers began to converge on him.

Takenaka Inoue climbed over with his hands and feet, picked up the strip of cloth and looked at it, and sure enough, it was scribbled in Japanese, 'Xiao Lotian assassinated Sakamoto Ryoma, and was about to slaughter the city and kill all the Japanese'. Takenaka Inoue's heart fell into the abyss in an instant, and he turned around and just wanted to speak, but he didn't want to be demolished by Yamamoto Kiyoshi The roof of the pillar collapsed at this time, and the broken wooden board buried him directly in it.

"Come on, hurry up and save people......" Huashan Liyuan couldn't take care of the left and right ends now, and patted his head in a hurry. Forget it, let's save Takenaka-kun first, that bastard Yamamoto Kiyoshi I really can't control it.

A group of Japanese people helped the old man of the Birch Mountain family to dig out Takeaka Inoue, fortunately, the Japanese houses are all wooden houses, and the lethality of smashing down is not great, after Takeaka Inoue was dug out, he woke up after spraying two mouthfuls of water.

"My lord, stop Kiyoshi Yamamoto...... This is a conspiracy, this thing is too unreasonable......" Takenaka Inoue rubbed the big bag on his head and desperately organized the language, "Now that Xiao Lotian is the prime minister of Ryukyu, all the troops on the island are all his subordinates, all his goals have been achieved, and he has even gained more than he expected, how can he slaughter the city in this situation?"

"Interests, every qi is interests, now if Xiao Letian slaughters the city, there will only be a hundred harms and no benefits, and it will even ruin his hard-won good situation, he is a peerless national scholar, a master of Western studies, how could he do such an unwise thing...... There must be someone secretly agitating, there must be a force that we don't know about meddling......"

As soon as he heard this, he figured it out, and the steady veteran also jumped up angrily and shouted, "I am Huashan Liyuan, all the soldiers and civilians who are loyal to me, quickly gather with me......"

Yamamoto Qing is a model of a military general with a violent personality, he ignites the fire and thinks he is a wise general, when he sees the pseudo information that Xiao Letian wants to slaughter the city, he believes it completely without even the slightest suspicion. He didn't want to be a fish on the chopping block, and it was a dream to kill him without resistance.

Yamamoto Kiyoshi climbed high and shouted, and sure enough, countless people responded. Although a military general like him is prone to anger, he is also an example of true temperament, and on weekdays, he can drink and sing with low-level samurai, and even brag and gamble with the lowliest ashigaru, and his prestige among the grassroots soldiers is very high.

On the contrary, Kayama Kurigen, Takenaka Inoue and others, because they were too reserved about their identities, although they made the soldiers and the people awe-inspired, they were definitely not as popular as Yamamoto Kiyoshi. In this sudden riot, Yamamoto Kiyoshi's orders were subconsciously made more people obey.

At this time, Yamamoto Kiyoshi had already gathered thousands of soldiers and people, and Yamamoto Kiyoshi with a thick pillar rushed to the front like a killing god, shouting frantically in his mouth, "The Qing slaves actually assassinated the messengers, they are going to slaughter the city...... If you don't want to die, fight with me......"

The surrounding soldiers and civilians were engulfed in fear, and they all hysterically shouted "Fight, we will fight...... The Qing people are going to slaughter the city, and if they don't fight, they will all be reclaimed...... We don't want to die, we want to live ......"

The chaotic voice finally condensed into only one sentence: "Live, we have to live...... Live, we have to live......"

This is the closest Japanese gathering point to the wharf, and it is also the most heavily guarded area, where Chinese and Ryukyu natives guard the street entrances, locking off tens of thousands of Japanese in two small blocks. Many of the roads are also barricaded and covered with sandbags.

The Chinese general on duty tonight happened to be Sima Yun, and when the chaos in the concentration camp first started, he was ready for battle.

"The musketeers are ready to ...... Molotov cocktail prepared ...... Grenade preparation...... Archers and spearmen are ready for battle...... "At this time, these officers under Xiao Letian have gradually gained the courage to name generals. In the face of these Japanese mobs, there was no confusion at all, and even the emotions did not fluctuate, but quietly issued a defense order.

At this time, Sima Yun was no longer dressed in the Qing Dynasty, and under Mike's introduction, all the war materials in the hands of American businessmen had been bought by Xiao Letian and them, and now Sima Yun was wearing the uniform of the Northern Army during the American Civil War. Dark blue tweed military uniforms with lapels, knee-high cowhide boots, heavy armed belts, flat-brimmed hats, delicate brass buttons and belt cards were polished, and horseshoes clattered on the stone pavement, and they could crash into sparks when running.

I have to say that this Western-style military uniform concentrates aesthetics and practicality, and it adds a bit of majesty without speaking. At first, these newly recruited guards soldiers were still a little panicked, but it was strange to say, as long as Sima Yun's military uniform appeared, it would immediately calm down.

"Stinky boy, what are you trembling with? At the beginning, we won the battle with our bare hands and the Japanese were fully armed, but now we meet some empty-handed thugs, are you still scared? It's a shame, and then you will send your mother to feed......

Sima Yun's witty words were suddenly exchanged for laughter from a group of people around him, and the tense atmosphere dissipated.

"Brothers, this is the main street, if the Japanese want to rebel, they must break through here, now concentrate your spirit, the killing is about to begin, let's send these Japanese sons to hell......"

"Wan Sheng!" the guards erupted into a tsunami-like cheer, and everyone was ready for battle. The musketeers used the sandbag wall as a cover, and the foreign guns bought at high prices were aimed at the shadowy crowd in the night. The buildings on both sides were crawling with vigorous figures, bottles of Molotov cocktails and chili-faced grenades were hung from their waists, and fire folds had been lit, just waiting for the commander's orders.

Sima Yun stared contemptuously at the figure in the distance, he couldn't figure out why these Japanese madmen came to send them to death, it wasn't two days ago. With the material support of foreigners, the combat effectiveness of Xiao Letian's guards has simply doubled.

Foreign guns, crossbows, Molotov cocktails, grenades, and even Sima Yun hid two small-caliber naval guns in the warehouse at the docks, with the muzzles facing the main street of the concentration camp. Sima Yun firmly believed that his soldiers would not need hand-to-hand combat, and that these firearms would be able to slaughter these bare-handed madmen.

Sima Yun straightened the brim of his hat, stared at the figure in the distance with cold eyes, and sneered in his heart: "These fools, who gave you the confidence to make you stand in front of our guns again." If it weren't for the mercy of our lords, we would have slaughtered you all the time...... Today you sent it to the door for nothing, don't blame me for being ruthless......"

Getting deeper and deeper, when Yamamoto Kiyoshi's exaggerated wooden stick was clearly recognizable, Sima Yun raised his right arm, "Musketeer prepares to ......" Just as the shooting order was about to blurt out, suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps and the voice of the herald sounded behind him.

"Passing on the Prime Minister's Order...... It is forbidden to use a single firearm, and everyone is allowed to defend their position, and the Japanese are not allowed to flee, nor are they allowed to cause mass casualties......"

"What? What kind of order is this?" Sima Yun's eyes were bigger than a cow's eyes, and he was not allowed to use firearms, and he had to reduce casualties, and finally block the enemy? Isn't this a complete chaos? But looking back, the herald could not have been fake, it was the Taipingding veteran who had followed him from Tanggu.

Sima Yun stomped his foot angrily, and scolded at the guards, "What are you doing stupidly?" Hurry up and build obstacles for me, prepare stones and bricks, and no Molotov cocktails are allowed on the roof, only chili grenades...... I'm cāo, these damn little people, I can really get my grandfather in trouble......"

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