There was a dead silence at the scene, and the psychological pressure brought by the tall Molière to the Ryukyu monarchs was enormous, and of course the greater pressure came from the warships at sea, especially the battleship Glory, which had a three-story shooting deck, which was the most powerful weapon that mankind could make in the 19th century.

Strategic weapons, this name sounds atmospheric, although everyone doesn't know why Xiao Lotian invented so many new terms, but this does not affect everyone's understanding.

Battleships and cruisers, the ultimate weapons of the sail era, are proper strategic weapons, and even if a fleet does not fight, as long as it is placed in a certain sea area, it can bring tremendous pressure to geopolitical affairs, just like the US aircraft carrier combat corps after World War II.

Blockade of shipping lanes, bombing of offshore ports, and beach-grabbing landings...... There are countless tactics to choose from, and his enemies can only tremble under the threat of artillery fire.

Today's King Shangtai is the same, his eyes are looking at the huge figure of the battleship, and what he thinks about is the knowledge that Xiao Letian once taught, today he can be regarded as a big lesson combining theory and practice, but this feels a little cruel.

Gong Cheng also ran up to the high platform at this time, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat, "Your Majesty, we are a state of etiquette after all, since the guest has made this request, it is not unreasonable, you see ......"

At this time, King Shangtai had no choice, he only hoped to finish this ceremony as soon as possible and send away this group of Western evil gods as soon as possible, as for the rest, he couldn't care about anything.

"Well, parade first, and then sign...... As soon as you are a special envoy, Mr. Yi......" The young king's tone was full of helplessness.

The high viewing platform is filled with mahogany seats, and the photographers accompanying the expeditionary force have set up a tripod in the corner, and the camera frequently presses the shutter to record the next classic moment.

The French envoy sat on the left hand side of King Chantai, and the proud knight had a bit of a gentlemanly demeanor, and even nodded his head to the palace maid who served the tea, which had to be photographed.

King Shangtai's face is very bad, his expression is stiff, and his body shape is unnatural, this is also going to be filmed, what? You Ryukyu Imperial Forest Army won't let you? Who told you that the camera is a demon weapon of the soul? How did Xiao Lotian educate him?

This is a historical event that must be recorded......

The French military photographer sensitively captured the moment of every attraction in the venue, and he knew that this was a moment to record history, and any inconspicuous place could become a precious archive a hundred years later.

Jin Changsen and Cai Mao really quarreled, and in the corner of the back edge of the viewing platform, two important Ryukyu ministers, one Wen and one Wu, lowered their voices and were arguing about something.

"Jin Changsen... Don't you believe in His Majesty's Imperial Guards? Who gave you the right to temporarily mobilize your defenses? Are you going to rebel?"

"Cai Mao... Don't buckle my hat indiscriminately, how can I not believe in His Majesty's Imperial Guards, what I don't believe is those Imperial Guards who have been brainwashed by the new army... Don't forget the assassination that just happened, how can you guarantee that there won't be another madman?"

Cai Mao's head jumped with green tendons, "You, you, you...... Do you believe me? Do you think I'm going to betray Your Majesty......"

"I never said it, but the ministers don't believe you, and Your Majesty is probably suspicious of you...... Shimazu Dairo... Immediately take over the arming ...... around the viewing platform"

Jin Changsen really didn't have time to argue with Cai Mao, and as soon as he waved his hand, Shimazu Dairo behind him rushed up.

Today, Shimazu Dairo did not wear the uniform of the New Army, he restored the traditional dress of the Japanese samurai, rattling armor, the waist is too cross-inserted between the ribs and the ribs, the only discordant thing is that Shimazu Dairo is still carrying a Spencer, which makes him look a bit of a time-traveling postmodernist style.

Shimazu Dairo has gathered the best samurai under his command, and a hundred samurai in ancient costumes are competing with the Ryukyu Imperial Foresters, who are trying their best to squeeze a way out of the ranks of the Imperial Foresters.

"Hai...... Please give the order to Lord Kim..."Shimazu Daro bowed ninety degrees, and his attitude was extremely humble.

At that moment, Jin Changsen suddenly thought of the era when he was colonized by Japan, when had the Japanese samurai been so humble? He had never seen a Japanese samurai, especially a samurai of the Shimazu family, salute the Ryukyu monarchs.

It's refreshing, Jin Changsen was like drinking ice and snow water on a June day at that moment, and his whole body was refreshed, look at it, even retainers like Kayama Kuriten and Takenaka Inoue would not salute themselves back then, and today the blood relatives of the Shimazu family are unusually respectful to me, this is the magic of power...

Jin Changsen may have long forgotten who these dignity come from.

"Cai Mao, General Cai... Do you really think that I have acquiesced in doing this? Do you really think that the French will be so relieved to let the Imperial Forest Army surround the envoy? You can sober up, Gong Cheng has already reached an agreement with us last night, and the escort work around the viewing platform must be handed over to the samurai of the Shimazu family..."

Cai Mao stammered angrily, "You...... You...... Are you crazy? It's only been two years and you've forgotten about the feud between the Shimazu family and us? Would you rather trust the Japanese than your own people......

"Enough... I found out that your Cai Mao's mind is full of stones, why are you so stubborn... Governing the country requires flexibility, and the situation between the enemy and us is also changing at any time, and the enemies of the past may not be able to become friends now......"

"Have you forgotten all about yesterday? A group of Japanese wild warriors, who had been brainwashed by the new army for a year, dared to rush up and assassinate the envoy, and those group of royal guards still dared to pull the side, did you think I was blind? Suzuki Tai and Yuki Sakura were not even beaten with a fist until they were caught......

"Who do you want us to believe? You say let His Majesty believe who of you..."Jin Changsen's angry scolding made Cai Mao speechless, and until this time King Shangtai did not look back, Cai Mao knew that this argument King Shangtai had definitely heard it clearly from beginning to end.

陛xiàah... What's wrong with you? Are you going to abandon the new army? Are you going to abandon the prime minister? Cai Mao is bleeding in distress, but the king's life is unbearable...

Jin Changsen smiled coldly, "Okay, don't have illusions, let the brothers get out of the way, the parade is about to start......"

Shimazu Daro put down his lower pocket, and the hideous demon face pocket was displayed in front of everyone, and with a wave of his hand, a hundred samurai rampaged and scattered the originally neat Imperial Forest Army.

Gong Cheng, who was sitting on the stage, didn't look back, his mouth was crooked when he listened to the quarrel behind him, and he felt so cool watching the Ryukyu monarchs jump up and down under his baton.

In the end, Shimazu Dairo and his more than 100 samurai successfully took over the defense around the viewing platform, while the Imperial Forest Army, which had been the first line of cordon, was driven to the second line of defense, and they were getting farther and farther away from King Shotai.

At this time, the onlookers suddenly let out a neat boo, it turned out that at this moment, the three hundred soldiers of the French army, the three phalanxes lined up, had begun to stand still, and they were ready for the parade.

"One-two-one...... One-two-one...... Walk in unison......"

This military parade lineup is really luxurious, it is actually Major General Bruce walking in the front, the photographer hurriedly pressed the shutter, he also knew that this was the major general's sycophant shooting the envoy, how dare he slack off.

The world's strongest army is really unique in its pride, don't look at their formation, which is not very neat, but the perseverance between the steps and the murderous aura in their eyes can't deceive people.

"Veterans, these are all veterans... Rolling out of the sea of corpses and blood, looking at people's eyes are aimed at the vital point, it is estimated that all they are thinking about is how to kill with one move......"

"Child, you can see clearly, this is the enemy who bombed our Ryukyus, and they are still showing off their military parade Well, you have to remember this hatred for the rest ......of your life."

"The executioner... I don't care about you...... Shh......h

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and in the end, it only converged into one sentence, and 10,000 people shouted in unison, "Executioner... I don't care about you...... Executioner... Fuck off......"

Major General Bruce didn't understand Chinese but knew that it wasn't a good thing, and his hands holding the command knife were sweating, and he cursed in his heart, "Damn yellow-skinned monkeys, in another hundred meters, we can let you know what regret is..."

Molière, who was sitting on the viewing platform, was also a little nervous, he involuntarily twisted his back, as if he wanted to resolve the embarrassment, and suddenly said to His Majesty beside him, "Your Majesty, these veterans have all participated in the Crimean War, they bravely defeated the invincible Russian soldiers, and they are also victorious in the French colonies around the world..."

"Britain's navy is the strongest in the world, and our French army is the strongest in the century, and if the Ryukyus want to enter the ranks of civilized countries, they should not learn from the decadent and lonely Manchu Qing Dynasty, nor should they listen to the demagoguery of a few Asian liars...... If His Majesty wishes, our French instructors will definitely be able to help the Ryukyus train a strong army..."

King Shang Tai looked at the rolling red phalanx, looked at the cold light on Rulin's bayonet, and suddenly an inexplicable chill surged up in his heart, and the smell of danger and conspiracy entangled like a ghost.

Almost subconsciously, King Shangtai wanted to leave here, but at this time, Jin Changsen, who had returned, suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted this premonition on King Shangtai.

"Oh, is the French government interested in helping the Ryukyus train their troops? I wonder if you can sell us some warships?" Jin Changsen opened his mouth before he could sit still.

Also seated at the same time as him was Cai Mao, and General Cai looked at him like an idiot: "Jin Changsen? What are you dreaming? Don't forget what the Prime Minister said, battleships and cruisers are the weapons of the country, and they will be sold to you?"

Without waiting for Jin Changsen to speak, the envoy Molière spoke, "Sell... Why don't we sell them? Battleships and cruisers have always been exported in France, so why don't we sell them if you can afford them?"

Cai Mao, who was stuffed with a word, didn't expect Molière to answer like this, and this unexpected quarrel successfully interfered with the direct of King Shangtai, and the young king lost his last chance to escape.

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