The commander of the 7th Division, Duosan, has been having a headache recently, because he has been in great trouble in Shikoku, and as a political cadre, he is very worried that he will be accused of his lack of military command ability because of his predicament on Shikoku Island. The Tosa Domain, one of the four strongest domains, was easily destroyed by the Seventh Division, and the rest of the Nitta, Nakamura and other feudal states did not surrender obediently, but the Seventh Division still failed to completely pacify Shikoku because they encountered terrible guerrillas.

Guerrilla warfare was the only way to defeat the strong, and even with rudimentary and outdated weapons, the samurai could still give headaches to the well-armed and well-trained Manchurian army. There were quite a few samurai, and there were also a lot of new breech-loading rifles, and even some Spencer repeating lever guns, which suddenly appeared out of the mountains to shoot black guns, which was indeed enough to bear. As the hometown of Sakamoto Ryoma, the great god of the Restoration, Shikoku Island is very rich in people of insight, so although there were no large-scale battles, Shikoku's resistance was still very fierce. After the siege was over, there were still a large number of samurai who refused to admit defeat.

The samurai, who could not hold on to the city and were unwilling to give in, abandoned their families one after another, and then ran away to the mountains to become savages. They launched endless attacks on the Seventh Division, just as Goxinga had done against the British and French forces. Even if they are the ones who suffer every battle, Duo San is also very headache. The Battle of Shikoku Island was the first large-scale corps battle under the command of Tasan since he was transferred to the division commander, and he very much hoped for a perfect ending, rather than handing over a place full of war to the follow-up garrison troops.

Duosan was very uncomfortable, and the Japanese samurai in the mountains were also uncomfortable, for them, the Manchurian army was too strong. Every contact would inflict great losses on them, and killing a Manchurian soldier would often cost the samurai thirty or even fifty times as much. Moreover, as the Manchurian Army began to search the mountains and forests on a large scale, their living space was greatly compressed. Food and ammunition were not replenished, and the wounded were not treated with any medicine, and the samurai could only watch their comrades leave in agony.

"There's fish to eat raw!" Masaya Matsumoto, a young junior samurai, always has a good mentality, he can always face everything optimistically, and at the same time, he can greatly boost the morale of others.

Because the Manchurian army blocked the nearby mountain roads, Matsumoto's Shenlong team had been without food for three days, and could only rely on some wild animals that could be caught around them to survive. But Matsumoto was still optimistic, he talked and laughed everywhere to cheer up his comrades, and even sang a waka in the midst of suffering. Today, the Shenlong team can only eat raw fish, without any condiments, and the fish is just carp caught in a nearby mountain stream, but Matsumoto can still be very satisfied.

"If only I could have a mouthful of hot fish soup!" After receiving the raw fish and meat sent by Matsumoto, the middle-level samurai Nakamura Osamu began to eat with difficulty, and he had to insist on eating it if he didn't want to, this was his only food today.

Nakamura didn't have the optimistic attitude of Matsumoto, his stomach had been uncomfortable for a few days, and now he was worried that he would die of diarrhea if he ate such a raw and cold thing again. Nakamura hoped that he could get food like white rice and kimchi, after all, those things would make him feel more comfortable, but unfortunately there were no conditions like that. It's already a very fortunate thing to be able to eat yusheng, too many brother troops may not even have to eat yusheng.

"I can't help it! Please be patient! The Manchurian search force is not far from us, and if we make a fire and cook, not only will the Manchurian army quickly discover us, but the airships in the sky will be able to see my every move. If there were fireworks in the woods, it would be an invisible sign to the Manchurians. The hiding place we found through constant shifting will be exposed in an instant!" Matsumoto also felt Nakamura's despair, but he didn't want to start a new topic yet, he wanted to cheer everyone up and give everyone hope again.

"Rush down the hill and fight them! How can a husband live like an ant! Nakamura chewed the fish, which was really not very easy to chew, and this kind of fight made him want to rush and kill.

"Please bear with me! The enemy is strong and we are weak, and we cannot make meaningless sacrifices! If we hold on for a little longer, the Manchurian blockade will inevitably weaken, and the people will certainly find a way to provide us with food. Although we cannot defeat the Manchurians head-on, as long as we keep harassing them, the Manchurians will inevitably be in trouble, and they will be driven away by us sooner or later! Although Matsumoto's status is relatively low, his consciousness is much higher than that of Nakamura, and he is also convinced that Japan will win.

"Damn the Manchurians!" Nakamura no longer complained, nor did he talk nonsense, but just muttered and cursed the enemy.

After comforting Nakamura, Matsumoto moved like a little bee again, and he walked around, comforting his companions who were struggling in their hard lives. Matsumoto always had a confident smile, but he couldn't smile no matter how hard he tried to feed the wounded. These wounded who have been shot or killed by shrunnel are difficult to treat even in normal times, not to mention the lack of medical treatment and medicine, and they cannot even let the wounded sleep well. These wounded, who still don't want to swallow a breath, can only consume their energy in pain, and then run out of oil and die. Matsumoto didn't know how to comfort them, and could only say some non-existent victories that made the wounded who were worried about the war feel a little more relieved.

"There will be no more food delivered!" Goto Enji, the captain of the Shenlong team, looked at Matsumoto, the little bee who had returned from exhaustion, and bitterly said even worse news.

Goto was the younger brother of Goto Zojiro, a famous member of the Tosa Domain, and after the defeat of the Tosa Domain, he gathered the remnants of the army and some resistance from other feudal states to form the Shenlong Clan. There were nearly 4,000 guerrillas who resisted on Shikoku Island, but they were scattered into more than 20 separate teams, and the Shenlong Brigade, which had less than 300 people, was only one of them. The members of the Shenlong team are all loyal and righteous people who are dedicated to serving the country, but unfortunately their abilities are not comparable to their ambitions at all, except for the low-level feudal lord Matsumoto who is quite reliable, most of them are people who only have a passion but have no actual ability. Goto, who was depressed, could only regard Matsumoto as his deputy, and he discussed everything with Matsumoto.

"Hold on to it! The Manchurians can't block the path in the mountains forever, and we can still explore, maybe find new paths! Matsumoto thought that Goto was also shaken, so he appeased Goto again.

"It's not about the road! I just got the news that the Manchurians have removed all the villagers from the mountain, and even slaughtered all three villages that had provided us with food! Goto kept rubbing his temples, the Shenlong team needed food too much, and if there were no more supplies, they would starve to death in the mountains sooner or later.

"This complicated mountain is the barrier given to us by the god Amaterasu, and it is impossible for the Manchurians to enclose the entire mountain, and there will definitely be loopholes in their encirclement. Now that farmers can no longer provide us with food, we can try to go out on our own. As long as we dodge these main forces of the Manchurian Army in front of us, we can open a new sky. And if we are secretive enough, so that the Manchurians have no chance to find out, we can also raid the rear of the Manchurian army, and when the time comes, we can not only kill the enemy and serve the country, but even get the Manchurians' weapons and food! "Some of the peasants in the village were killed, but it still couldn't shake the samurai Matsumoto, so Matsumoto still had hope that he would not be intimidated by some difficulties.

"It's hard to break through! Not only are the Manchurians blocking the mountain roads, but they are closing us from all sides. This time, the Manchurians mobilized more than 5,000 troops to surround us from all sides, and it is difficult for us to have a chance to find a breakthrough! Goto also wanted to be as hopeful as Matsumoto, but the truth was always cruel. The Manchurian Army's ironclad encirclement strategy completely disrupted the deployment of the Japanese, and they swept across everything that stood in front of them like a comb, and it was impossible for the Shenlong Army, which had nearly 300 people, to break out of the Manchurian encirclement.

"Captain, what are you going to do?" Matsumoto has been hypnotizing others, and occasionally hypnotizes himself, but this time he is also desperate, Goto will not lie to him, the Shenlong team is really in a desperate situation.

"I don't know what to do, we don't have a chance to get out. But there is one thing I remember, I am a samurai, and since there is no way to avoid it, my generation should fight to the death to repay the emperor's kindness, and live up to the name of the samurai's loyalty and good fighting. Goto's idea was that he had no idea, and he was ready to fight with the Manchurian army.

"Fight to the death, in the name of total loyalty?" Matsumoto Man didn't expect that Goto was actually desperate.

"There's no other way!" Goto sat down and fell to the ground.

Matsumoto was also speechless, facing the Manchurian army that was about to be encircled, it seemed that in addition to surrender and decisive battle, their Shenlong team really had no way out. However, Matsumoto was not ready to give up, and he was convinced that they could consume the Manchurians through guerrilla warfare. If they really want to fight to the death, why do they have to wait until now, and why do they run to the mountains to be savages, wouldn't it be better to die directly in the city. After paying so much hard work and suffering so many sins, and as a result, everything has returned to the original point, then everything they have done is not meaningless. Break through, break through, you must get out at all costs, as long as you can jump out of the encirclement of the Manchurians, there is still hope for everything.

"Captain, we need some warriors who will sacrifice for the sake of righteousness and our partners!" After pondering for a long time, Matsumoto finally came up with a plan for the golden cicada to come out of its shell, but he needed to sacrifice some of his companions who lived and died together.

"What's the point?" Goto is still in despair.

"As long as some people suddenly appear and then break out, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Manchurians, so that others can take advantage of the opportunity of the Manchurians to escape!" Matsumoto's plan is not complicated, but it is somewhat cruel!