The night was low, and a faint cloud covered the moon, and I don't know how to make the moon turn as bright red as blood, and everyone saw an indescribable uneasiness in their eyes.

Yamamoto Kiyoshi held his famous one-zhang three-iron spear, sat on a mountain rock and looked up at the moon, and the soldiers around him were carefully helping him tie his armor. This is a Nanban carcass, with a few small pits on the thin stainless steel chest guard, which are the traces left by the lead bullets of foreign guns, which shows that the protection of this armor is very high.

"Isn't it great to have a musket? I have the most protective Nanban carcass in Japan, and I will personally kill you annoying Chinese people......" Just as Yamamoto Kiyoshi whispered viciously, his favorite little surname next to him said softly, "My lord, is it really okay for us to skip the old Birch Mountain family? Aren't you afraid of being punished?"

"Yaga!" Yamamoto Kiyoshi raised his hand and wanted to fight, but when he saw the face of the little surnamed Qingxiu, he was still reluctant in the end, "You have to remember that we are samurai, brave men who guard the way of samurai, and we must not be timid in the face of the enemy...... Lord Birch Mountain has his own considerations and difficulties, and as subordinates, we have to share his worries......"

If Xiao Letian heard his words, his nose would be crooked, there are too many such brainless generals in modern Japanese history, and many military adventures were privately provoked by this group of low-level officers. Their fanatical minds are full of tofu dregs, without the slightest sense of the overall situation and strategy, and they only have a fanaticism for war in their hearts.

These low-level samurai say that they are called dedication to bushido, but what they say is that they want to be promoted and make a fortune and want to go crazy. In military adventures one after another, if they win, their high-level will of course be rewarded, and it doesn't matter if they fail, these head-pickers can do it, anyway, their bushido pursuit is glory and death.

In the history that Xiao Lotian has traversed, the September 18 Incident that shocked China and the rest of the world was actually a military adventure and a gamble by Japanese young Zhuang officers. Several adjutants and lieutenants secretly connected in tandem, and actually led 10,000 soldiers straight to Shenyang Beidaying, but there was not even a single general in the whole operation.

In the hearts of these middle and low-level officers, what they think is similar to Yamamoto Kiyoshi, victory is naturally a great hero, and defeat is nothing more than death.

Ridiculous history, lamentable history, when the September 18 Incident broke out, the first thing to shock was the Japanese government in Tokyo, and all the senior politicians were dumbfounded. The fact that the government of a country cannot control the army, and does not even have the basic right to know, shows the wonder of these samurai.

Just when Yamamoto Kiyoshi was preparing for tonight's operation, the lights in Sakura-no-yado were already busy, and Xiao Lotian had now forcibly requisitioned an entire street of accommodation with a lot of money, and the boss and his subordinates were all evicted, except for the Chixia sisters and brothers and Noheita, there was not a single Japanese.

All the sliding doors in the room were opened, and the various rooms were connected to each other to form a large living room, Xiao Letian was sitting in the center and giving battle orders to everyone present, at this time Liang Kun was kneeling in front of Xiao Letian.

"Strategist, all 245 veterans of the Naha Port Heavenly Kingdom have gathered, just waiting for your order......" Speaking of this, Liang Kun secretly glanced at Shi Dakai, the winged king who was sitting in Xiao Letian's hand, and his eyes were full of doubts.

Liang Kun kept beating the drum in his heart, he couldn't understand the situation a little, Xiao Letian was just a military advisor under the winged king Shi Dakai, but why did he sit on the main seat and give orders, while the prince sat under him? This is too unreasonable.

How could Shi Dakai not understand the doubts in Liang Kun's heart, his eyes flashed and glared at him fiercely, and Liang Kun, who was frightened at that time, was sweating.

Liang Kun hurriedly buckled his head and said, "Strategist, I just convinced you today, when the Chinese businessmen consulted me before, I still said that you would not interfere too deeply, but I was wrong, I am convinced of what the strategist did...... Lao Liang, I kowtow to you to make amends......"

Xiao Letian has always believed only half of these heavenly veterans. Those veterans who are too white-topped have all heard their "Westward Journey" and burned the imperial tomb with themselves, including quelling the chaos in Tanggu Port, these veterans have gradually accepted Xiao Letian's leadership, coupled with Shi Dakai's conscious support, Xiao Letian's authority has been established.

Since Xiao Letian burned the Yongzheng Mausoleum, Shi Dakai and the old brothers held a secret meeting to reach a reunification, and from now on, the command was completely handed over to Xiao Letian, and the winged king Shi Dakai was only the nominal leader of a veteran of the heavenly kingdom.

Xiao Letian is relieved of the brothers on the top of Taibai, but he is cautious about the other Heavenly Veterans scattered among the people. Xiao Letian could feel the hesitation in Liang Kun's eyes, but Xiao Letian didn't care, he had now slowly supported his descendants, and his dependence on the veterans of the Heavenly Kingdom was much smaller.

The musket team represented by Luo Huo was trained by Xiao Letian himself, which has nothing to do with the Kingdom of Heaven, and the Green Forest Special Forces represented by Xiang Shaolong are also Xiao Letian's descendants, and the Kingdom of Heaven system can't control them at all. In addition, the group of businessmen led by Fan Yao's shopkeeper is Xiao Letian's loyal money bag.

I have money, I have guns, and all I need now is time to gradually grow. And Xiao Lotian is very confident, if he can't convince a Liang Kun with his own skills, then simply go back and continue to work from 9 to 5.

Xiao Letian nodded, "General Liang, you get up first, no matter what doubts you have in your heart, you can tell me openly and honestly after the war, but what is about to start is the national war, I hope you remember the identity of a Chinese and fight bravely to kill the enemy......"

Liang Kun didn't say a word, smashed his right fist into his chest, got up and retreated. By this time, several soldiers had already carried several batches of white cloth and spread them on the ground.

The Great War was about to begin, and in the chaotic field battle, command was the top priority, and in this era when there were no telegraphs and radios, the flag was the best command tool.

"Lord, I won't take out this stinky word to show ugliness, and I will ask the prince for these flags......"

Recognize the flag, which is a necessary thing for the ancient march and war, different teams must have their own flags, which are either Chinese characters or patterns, and even a variety of birds and beasts or mythical beasts. The purpose of recognizing the flag is to let the soldiers find a place of home among the hosts, and under the flag is the main formation.

The ink has already been polished, the extra-large wolf pen walks the dragon, and the rectangular flag recognizes the flag from top to bottom, and the three big characters 'Xiao Letian' are black and white and unusually eye-catching.

This is a Japanese-style recognition flag, the rectangular flag is tied to a tough bamboo pole, carried on the back of the strongest warrior, in the chaos of the battlefield, these flags are a stronghold in the battle, scattered soldiers can find their own home when they find the flag.

"Lord Wang, this and this...... Just use my name directly, okay?" Xiao Lotian originally thought that writing a Xiao character or Chinese character on the recognition flag would be enough to make the Chinese in Naha recognize it, but he really didn't expect Shi Dakai to write his name directly.

"In this war, the name of the military division will be famous overseas, the trend of the times is instigated by the heroes, the era that belongs to us has passed, and now it is up to you...... If you want to rule the Ryukyu Kingdom for a long time, then you have to show your prestige!"

Xiao Letian's eyes were a little moist, the Wing King was worthy of being the righteous king in the mouth of the people of the Heavenly Kingdom, and he was far beyond ordinary people with this open-mindedness and indifference to power.

"Luo Huo......! Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Liang Kun ......" One middle-level officer after another was called, and one after another black and white recognition flags were sent down, a full ten.

The two hundred and forty Liang Kun's subordinates plus the sixty elites brought by Xiao Letian, a total of more than 300 people were evenly divided into ten squads, and thirty Spencer rifles were also evenly divided into each squad.

Xiao Lotian really wants to use these weapons together, but no, the phenomenon of Naha Chinese living together is very strict, and once the conflict starts, the whole port will fight together. The number of troops is not enough at all, even if it is concentrated, it is only three hundred people, and if you want to win this battle, you must rely on chaotic battles, you have me, I have you, and you may have a few chances of winning.

In the era of cold weapons, people were always sensitive to the flag, so why is rebellion called raising a flag? That is, the flag is the first element of forming an army. The veterans of the Kingdom of Heaven and the guards of the foreign bank who were present looked at the flags fluttering back and forth in front of them, and suddenly felt that something was stuffed into their hearts, no one could say but everyone could feel the heaviness.

"Brother, do you think the Japanese will really do it tonight?" one of the soldiers waiting for the order quietly bit his ear.

"Nonsense, didn't you see that those ronins don't drink tonight and don't look for women? Look at this blood moon again, look at it, it's seeping, I can't be wrong with my intuition, there must be something ...... tonight"

Xiao Lotian doesn't know how many times he has taken out his pocket watch, and now the hands are already past eleven o'clock, so it is supposed to be time for the Japanese to do it? Just when Xiao Lotian was anxious, suddenly there was a commotion from the distant dock in the silent night, and then a light came out in the darkness.

"Strategist, these pigs and dogs have really done it, and there is already a fire on the other side of the dock......," the condescending lookout shouted angrily and angrily through his throat.

"! this group of ...... who kill a thousand knives" Rao is Xiao Letian made all kinds of preparations in his heart, but once the real killing was provoked, he still couldn't control his anger.

"The whole army obeys the order! The beacon of war has been lit, whether we can save the Chinese in the city depends on us, the firelight is our battlefield, Lao Tzu will take you to kill it together......" Xiao Letian clutched the Colt pistol that Lincoln had given him, and led the first to rush out.

Liang Kun, including the veterans under him, looked stupid, no one expected that the military advisor, a civilian official who had no martial arts at all, would be the first to rush out, and the veterans who were full of murderous aura almost fell on their heads.

Xiao Hexin strode past Liang Kun with the flag on his back, picked him with his eyes and said, "There will be more places for you to be surprised in the future, follow the military advisor, and you will not be called Bai Huo ...... in this life."

Liang Kun felt like a thorn in his heart, and he suddenly jumped up three feet high, "the little Japanese son, the brothers rushed up with me...... The military advisors are all fighting, what do we dare not fight for our lives......"

"Kill ......" 300 people roared in unison, and the streets of Ryukyu suddenly filled the streets with the sound of leather boots trampling the earth. K