Thousands of soldiers and civilians poured into the dock area full of hatred, salvaging the half-dead red-clothed soldiers who had been drowned in the water, often throwing them at each other, and more than a dozen people rushed up with ropes and tied them up.

These French troops attacking Naha are not bad in water, but no matter how good the water ghosts are, they can't stand the pursuit of the whole city's national mobilization, often they are still in the water, they are washed up by a group of fishermen, and they are half choked to death and thrown ashore.

These French soldiers, who were scolded by the Naha soldiers and civilians as 'lobster soldiers', were really tied up into large lobsters this time, and the thick hemp ropes, and even the sturdy boat cables, all became tools for the Ryukyu soldiers and civilians to play 'SM'.

This is a great competition of rope art, originally the sailors who begged for a living at sea took all kinds of rope tie-up techniques as a necessary craft to make a living, thousands of years of development, sailor knots actually became a very profound technology, in the hands of this group of skilled 'artists', a boiled lobster was tied vividly, it is estimated that an exhibition is enough.

"Tightened, tightened again...... Bend your waist a little more, and hang it up for me like this...... "The French soldiers, who were tied up in various lobster patterns, were hung on high flagpoles, and swayed in the wind in strings.

There was water running down his mouth, nose, and even ears, and if he tightened the rope a little more, the lobster soldier simply spit out all the dirty water in his mouth.

"Fuck you, you just finished killing our people, and now you're throwing up me again, beating you to death......" The militia soldier with dirty water jumped up in anger, picked up a thick wooden stick and slashed his head and face.

At this time, where is the crowd still sensible, people have seen a move, and then hundreds of people have begun to do it.

"Hit, beat to death...... No, no, no, don't kill him all at once, toss him for three days and three nights, and avenge the villagers......" After a while, there was already a typing left in the mouths of tens of thousands of people on the entire dock.

The scene was so spectacular that people tried their best to hang the lobster soldiers in mid-air, and a group of people around them whipped them with various weapons.

Tall people can hit enemies with sticks on tiptoe, while short ones need to stand on wooden crates or jump up to hit enemies.

At first, the officers of the New Army knew how to keep alive, but after all, the number of these officers was very small in the crowd, and their shouts were soon drowned out by angry roars, and there was only one word left in heaven and earth: 'kill'.

People watched as dozens of French soldiers were beaten with sticks and bleeding and gradually lost their lives, and the rest were not much better, and the breath was obviously more than the breath.

Only then did the invaders know what it was like to be afraid, and which French soldiers, who had just been thrown ashore, knelt on the ground and wept bitterly...... Don't kill me...... I surrendered, I am a prisoner ......"

"Ah...... You are sinning, you are transgressing the law of the nations, you are barbarians...... Ah, don't kick your crotch, oh......"

"Barbarians, there has never been a precedent for the killing of prisoners in Europe, you are all criminals......"

This group of French soldiers was screaming nonsense, and they didn't want to think about whether this group of people could understand French, let alone what if they did, the prisoners should be protected by the public law of all nations, so innocent civilians.

When you slaughtered civilians, raped and plundered, did you ever think about the public law of all nations, and the truth of the world is not only in your favor?

Just as the killing of soldiers and civilians was rising, a dense sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded from the streets in the northeast, followed by a voice familiar to all the people.

"Stop...... Everybody stop...... Prisoners of war are not to be mistreated......"

Of course, this voice is the king of Shangtai, maybe the people were not very familiar with this voice before, but since the king of Shangtai went to the streets to ask the army and the people, and went to personally touch and roll with the people, this voice has been remembered by all the people.

"陛xià...... It's majesty xià here...... Long live Majesty. "The people on the long street fell to their knees, if in the past the people knelt to the king it was a habitual constraint, but today this kneeling is the people's inner worship.

King Shangtai can go to the refugee camp, take care of the people personally, personally help the orphans and widows on the blazing streets, and even eat with the people in a pot, and survive the bombardment of warships together, such a king is already a rare king.

This war, although it caused heavy losses of people and property in the Ryukyu Kingdom, there was also an unexpected gain, that is, to make the throne of King Shangtai more solid, and now even if Xiao Lotian wants to grab the throne of Shangtai, the people will complain, let alone others.

Of course, Xiao Letian's ambition is not a small Ryukyu, he has always insisted on only controlling Ryukyu economically and militarily, rather than wanting to get the righteous name of King Shangtai, so Xiao Lotian doesn't care about King Shangtai's move to invite people's hearts.

King Shangtai rode through the crowd, and when he saw that there were already more than a hundred corpses standing on the dock, he didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly ordered, "All the soldiers and civilians obey the order, and from now on appoint Xiang Ying as the leader of the student soldiers, and the Prime Minister's sword drawing team and the Japanese Shimadzu reinforcements accept Xiang Ying's command...... All captives were guarded by student soldiers, and no one was allowed to take them. ”

"From now on, no prisoners shall be tortured, let alone killed. ”

There was a bang, and there was an exclamation on the dock, "Why, this group of bastards killed so many of us, why can't we kill them, Your Majesty wants to avenge the dead people." ”

Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians fell to their knees and cried, and their only request was to kill the prisoners, and kill them all.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, how could King Shangtai have the experience of dealing with this kind of **, he was helpless when he rode on a horse, and General Liang Kun arrived at the critical moment, and he was angry when he saw this scene.

"Lu Ying, you shit, how do you manage the soldiers...... Blow the rallying trumpet, and the new army will gather for me first, and what kind of coaxing will be made in the pile of people......"

Lu Ying ran over with a red face and saluted, "Yes, blow the assembly trumpet......" After a while, the sound of the military horn sounded, and the new army on the dock began to break away from the crowd, the soldiers looked for his squad leader, and the squad leader looked for his company platoon, and the military flags on one side began to gather a military formation like tofu blocks.

The army is such a strange collective, scattered all by the common people, and their emotions are also affected by the surrounding environment, but as soon as they gather together and find their own structure under the military flag, then collectivism will immediately replace individualism.

It doesn't matter what you want to do, what matters is what you want to do collectively, and only the military commanders, only their leaders, decide what you want to do collectively.

"All of them, take a break...... Stand upright, and the whole army will bind up the prisoners, and they must not beat and abuse, let alone kill...... Once the prisoners were counted, they were immediately handed over to the student soldiers...... Execute the command. ”

"Yes...... Execute the command. "The whole army immediately began to style the area in a company platoon, separating the civilian and captive French military walls.

One French soldier after another was brought up from the sea, and after the weapons were collected, they were registered by student soldiers who were proficient in foreign languages, and the prisoners began to be taken out of the dock in groups of ten.

The streets were full of hateful eyes from the people, and someone picked up a stone and threw it at it, but because there were soldiers to maintain order, every riot was stopped by the new army's body.

"Fellow, don't smash it, if you smash it again, you'll hit me...... We also have orders, don't worry, the prime minister will never spare them when he returns......"

"Yes, yes, uncle, don't get excited, you sit behind the door and rest for a while, don't be angry...... You think so, if we don't kill all of us, won't we kill the prime minister when we come back, let's leave a few ...... for the prime minister."

"Yes, yes, let's leave a few for the prime minister, so that the prime minister can also have a good time...... "People are really like children when they are old, and he actually believes in such an excuse, but such a small episode does dilute the anger in the crowd.

Sakamoto Ryoma and Kayama Kurigen and other high-ranking Japanese officials, who now admire, have thrown themselves to the ground, and they have nothing to say about the soldiers trained by Prime Minister Xiao Cheng.

These high-ranking Japanese samurai know very well that it is not easy to lead troops, and the most difficult thing in leading soldiers is to 'stop anger' It is easy for you to make soldiers fanatical, and there are many ways to make them forget about death, but it is very difficult to make the army after the bloody war 'stop anger'.

After the bloody battle, the soldiers had too much anger in their hearts, and they relied on a bloody and primitive killing ** like a beast to support their spirit.

Why have cities been slaughtered, plundered, and tortured at the end of wars since ancient times, that is, the whole army must be unleashed in this kind of arrogance.

Ordinary soldiers are not highly educated, and they do not understand the methods of controlling their own feelings, and this anger is finally vented by violence.

The Japanese samurai deeply sympathize with this point, this nation is small and violent, and in thousands of years of history, their research on the topic of "stopping anger" has not made progress at all, and you go to see it after every war, the Japanese soldiers must vent, otherwise the army will be in chaos.

Today, the Ryukyu New Army's peculiar ability to 'stop anger' has completely conquered them, and sometimes the difference between the upper army and the lower army can be undoubtedly revealed at this point.

Ryoma Sakamoto whispered, "I grew up in Shikoku when I was younger, and the waters of the Pacific Ocean broadened my mind, and at that time I thought my mind was like the sea...... But today, when I met Prime Minister Xiao, I realized that my mind was not even as good as a pond, and Prime Minister was the man who was as deep as the Pacific Ocean......"

Huashan Liyuan is now completely convinced, he thinks back to the scene when he and Xiao Lotian went against him, and his calves are even trembling, "Hai...... If your mind is like a pond, then I am a teacup. ”

Behind the crowd, Inoue Takenaka leaned weakly against half of the remnant wall, and only muttered to himself, "How did you do it, how did the prime minister train the army, there must be a reason in this, what is this truth." ”