Ever since Xiao Letian's ten combat teams officially entered the battlefield, Naha's situation had become complicated. 300 people against more than 1,000 ronin, from the point of view of troops, is an absolute loss, but because Xiao Letian's tactics are advanced and his weapons and equipment are advanced, he has not suffered losses in several conflicts.

Xiao Lotian and they did not suffer, but the people of Naha suffered, and the burning and looting of the ronin and the Molotov cocktail prepared by Xiao Lotian completely turned Naha Port into a sea of fire. The fire began in areas where commercial districts and warehouses were concentrated, and soon spread to residential areas.

There were crowds running wildly everywhere, and at this time it was no longer possible to distinguish between the Japanese, the Chinese, and the Ryukyuans, and everyone was hiding in Tibet in order to survive.

Of course, there are exceptions, when the chaos has just begun, fishers with ulterior motives have already begun to follow these ronins to take advantage of the fire, especially the Japanese.

The situation that Xiao Lotian was most afraid of finally happened, the number of Japanese in Naha Port was already more than the Chinese, and if these ordinary Japanese also joined in, the soldiers under his command would not be enough at all.

Unfortunately, the wealth accumulated by the Chinese merchants for hundreds of years had long been the target of the greedy, and the desire for robbery was so great that even the Spencer gun could not suppress it, and the Japanese finally began to go crazy en masse at the instigation of these ronin.

"For the sake of Greater Japan...... For the Emperor...... For Amaterasu...... Kill these Chinese, rob them of their wealth, and the Ryukyus will always belong to Japan......" Evil Hachiro was the first to shout such a slogan, and he even threw a lot of the stolen bloody treasure into the crowd.

"Kill all the slaves of the Qing country...... Robbing them of their money, robbing their women......" Naha Castle was filled with terrifying ghost cries and miserable struggles.

Xiao Lotian gritted his teeth and led the brothers to rush to the place where the fighting was loudest, he knew that the whole riot was out of control, and the hundreds of thousands of people in Naba Port could not be pacified by 300 people at all. The waves of Japanese thugs in front of him started out with only a few dozen or even hundreds of people, but soon became three or four hundred people gathered together to attack the main formation.

"Save ammunition...... Molotov cocktails are thrown at the densest spots...... Who still has grenades, blow up the damn ......" Xiao Lotian is now commanding the battle in this formation like a madman, and the raging fire and nervousness make his throat dry and almost stick together.

Now Xiao Letian's main formation has fallen into the whirlpool of thugs, and four consecutive hundred-person assaults have consumed a lot of ammunition, and even Molotov cocktails are left. As a last resort, Xiao Lotian could only use his last secret weapon, the chili powder grenade, to expel him.

The Japanese killed a batch and pounced on a batch, scared away a group and rushed up after a while, the ammunition reserve of foreign guns has been consumed two-thirds, and now Xiao Letian's death order is that a shot must be a headshot, and every bullet must not be wasted.

The god of luck could not favor Xiao Lotian forever, casualties were now inevitable, and just after repelling a hundred thugs, three guards were seriously injured and lay on the ground.

"Take our brother with you......" Xiao Letian was about to reach out to hold it, but unfortunately the seriously injured person pushed his hand away.

"Brothers, take your husband with you, and we will give you a ...... for the queen of your palace" The three seriously wounded jumped up from the ground with the last of their strength and rushed straight towards the thugs who were gathering in front of them. In their hands, three bottles of burning Molotov cocktails dragged a long tail flame in the dark night.

"Lao Tzu will pull a few ...... pads when he dies" Three flames lit up the night sky, and the screams of the enemy came and went.

"Ah......" Xiao Letian's face was full of flowers, and the three special forces who rushed over were the most outstanding veterans in the Tanggu riots, each of them was Xiao Letian's baby pimple, but he died in Naha in just a few months.

A sense of grief and indignation surged from the bottom of his heart, and the scene in front of Xiao Letian swirled back and forth like a marquee, the dark night sky, the city in the firelight, the people who fled in all directions, and the thugs who burned, killed and looted. In the distant harbor, all the merchant ships of the Westerners have been anchored, and Shuri Castle on the top of the hill is brightly lit...... A qiē and a qiē remind Xiao Lotian that he is already in hell.

I don't know where the anger in his heart came from, he suddenly broke free from the support of all the guards, rushed to the crowd behind the formation, grabbed a sturdy middle-aged man, and roared, "Why don't you resist? Why don't you resist......

The man with a dead face looked like an ordinary dock stevedore, his strong body never wanted to fight with people, and he only carried a heavy bag around in the first half of his life, in exchange for a meager salary, barely keeping himself alive.

The man knew that Xiao Letian was a person of great status, and the fear of power in the grass people's bones had flared up again, and he muttered but couldn't say anything, and his knees were about to kneel down as soon as his knees were weak.

Xiao Letian's tears of grief are now long, not only saddening the lives of his subordinates, but also hating the cowardice of these people.

"Lao Tzu smacked your ......" Xiao Letian wanted to hit when he raised his big slap, but when he saw the man's submissive expression, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and the slap couldn't go down.

Who deprived the Chinese of the martial spirit in their blood? Is it the ban that the Mongols even have to take away kitchen knives, or is it the Manchurian people's hair without their heads when they enter the customs? Or is it simply the three kneeling and nine knocks of the cynics?

Xiao Lotian shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and took out a snow-bright dagger from his waist. The stevedore thought that the old man was going to kill him, so he knelt on the ground in fright and kowtowed like pounding garlic, "The old man spares his life, the old man spares his life......" Behind him, a group of grass people knelt on the ground and begged desperately.

Xiao Lotian said with a wry smile, "No one will blame you, because you haven't learned what resistance is since you were a child, but today...... Your home has been burned, your relatives and friends have been killed, and if you don't dare to resist now, then no one will come to save you again......"

Xiao Lotian suddenly stood up and shouted, "My brothers' lives are also fate, and their blood cannot be shed in vain." I can save you once, but I can't save you for a lifetime, if you want to live, you will work hard with our team, even if you die, you will be an upright person......"

"Look at your appearance, you just want to kneel on the ground like this and let the enemy hack to death without resistance? If so, how can you explain to your ancestors after you die? Do you sue them, I am a minion, I was hacked to death on my knees? Are you still worthy to be a human being?"

The dagger in Xiao Letian's hand slid to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound, and the sound crashed into everyone's hearts like a bell.

yes, what the hell are we doing in the whole riot? The people present are torturing themselves. Seeing that relatives and friends were killed, he just hid in the corner and wept. Watching the enemy's steel knife slash at his head, he only knew kowtow and beg for mercy. What is the result of being a cowardly obedient citizen? Has any enemy ever put away the butcher's knife with good intentions?

Xiao Letian looked at this group of hesitant people, shook his head and sighed and turned his head to leave, there are still countless Chinese people waiting to be saved in this city, and he can save them for a while but he can't save them for a lifetime.

Just as Xiao Letian led the brothers to continue to charge forward, a strange howl like a wolf suddenly came out behind them, "Damn, people live for only a few decades, Lao Tzu doesn't want to ......die as a dog slave" The man who made Xiao Letian scold, picked up the dagger on the ground and rushed forward, behind him were hundreds of men and women who had gone crazy.

"Folks, don't run away, do with them, kill these brutes...... Boss Liu, don't kneel them, even if you kneel, they won't let you go, copy the knife and fight with them......"

"Blood for blood, life for life, even if he dies, Lao Tzu is still a man......"

The crowd was furious, and the discarded knives and ribs on the ground, the broken door panels and sticks on the streets, and even the bricks and stone tiles on the collapsed walls became weapons of the people, and all their anger poured out on these rioters of the Japanese thugs.

Xiao Letian excitedly wiped a handful of tears with his sleeve, "Damn, I'm tired of Lao Tzu, this people's morale is finally rising, after this battle, I think no one wants to be a slave anymore...... Long Ye, have you seen it, the blood of the Chinese has not disappeared at all, he is just suppressed, no one is born a slave!"

Under the instigation of Xiao Letian, the riot in Naha Port gradually changed its nature, and under the encouragement of countless Chinese villagers, and under the iron-blooded agitation of Xiao Letian's ten assault troops, the sheep-like Chinese in the past actually hugged the group. They picked up a weapon that could fight beside them, and followed Xiao Letian's soldiers to stir up the entire port of Naha and shake the entire Ryukyu Kingdom.

Yahachiro and his men are now dumbfounded, in their memories, there has never been a memory of Han rebellion, since the Ryukyu Kingdom was subsumed into the Shimazu family control, the pirates of the Han people in some periods have been invincible, and these people will always be synonymous with cowardice.

But today, this flock of sheep suddenly turned into a group of lions, and even women and children dared to throw stones at them behind the crowd, and the men gathered under the banner of Xiao Zi Zhi, one by one, they were crazy.

"That man is the devil, that flag is the devil's flag, and everyone rushes up to capture the flag...... Duck give!" Evil Hachiro himself didn't know that his shout was already trembling at this time.

At this time, the person facing Evil Hachiro is Xiao Hexin, who considers himself a big disciple under Xiao Letian, and the young man who always claimed to be a Confucian general and a wise general in the past has become a killing god. He rushed to the front of the formation, and his whole person was killed into a blood gourd.

"Save bullets, save that cocktail...... Push these beasts down into the sea and let them die...... "Xiao Hexin's back recognition flag has been splashed with countless blood, just like the spirit banner in the hands of the god of death, all the people gathered under this flag are fanatically ignoring death.

Without knives and guns, we still have sticks, without sticks we have fists and teeth, dockers, merchants, gardeners, farmers, cooks, little two...... The Chinese who worked hard to build this city on weekdays are now all crazy.

"This is a city that we built with our own hands, and even if we destroy it with our own hands, we won't give you brutes...... Even if this city is completely destroyed, as long as our Chinese remains, we can build a better one with our own hands, but there will not be an inch of land for you Japanese......"

This is already a dock, and there are already four or five hundred Chinese behind Xiao Hexin, and in front of them are more Japanese thugs, and Evil Hachiro is among them. But what frightened the mob was that they were still being pushed by the sea behind them, and that all the merchant ships on the surface of the sea were anchored and departed, and no one would come to their aid.

"Yaga! Yaga...... Have you eaten all your rice balls in the dog's stomach? You can't even beat the Qing slaves. Go and inform Yamamoto-sama that we've done our best, and it's up to him now......"

"One, two, three! push...... One, two, three! Push ...... Avenge our dead folks, and push these bastards into the sea......" Xiao Hexin held a knife in one hand, like a killing god, and the flag fluttered high in the air behind him, even if it was soaked in blood, it was still hunting. K