Chapter 312: Earthcube Sang, I can't cut it anymore
"Kill! Take back the Emperor!" The samurai of the Shinsengumi roared, and as they looked at the Imperial Palace, which was getting closer and closer in front of them, the group of people went crazy.
Perhaps for them, as long as they took the emperor, they had already taken everything.
The strength of the Left Shogunate faction and the Zunwang faction itself is stronger than that of the Restoration faction, and if the emperor is still in his hands, it will at least be the situation of the Wei State during the Three Kingdoms era.
When the time comes, whether it is the replacement of the shogun or the creation of a new system more suitable for the samurai, it can be announced in the name of the emperor.
When the time comes, they will be the real heroes, and the reformers will become anti-thieves.
"That's, it's on fire! Damn, why is the Emperor's Palace on fire!" The samurai of the Shinsengumi looked at the burning Emperor's Palace, their eyes split, and they gritted their teeth and rushed to the Emperor's Palace.
"Damn it! Help! Fire! Rescue the Emperor!" Hijikata years old three roars.
He suddenly had the terrible idea that if the Reformers killed the Emperor, it would really be the end of it.
In this blitzkrieg, they basically gambled on everything and the fortunes of the country, preparing to take back the emperor and occupy Kyoto, and then completely use Kyoto in Guanzhong as a base to radiate the whole of Fuso.
These old-fashioned samurai could not have imagined that this was the last plan of the Restorationists, which was to burn everything in Emperor Koji with a single fire.
Their gang of ronins and the gang gathered in Yakuza could not defeat the samurai of the Left Shogunate faction in a head-on battle, but in terms of the degree of viciousness, the samurai combined could not match them.
They had already decided on the next prince in advance, and they even secretly had the name "Meiji".
And after receiving the information from Ryoma Sakamoto, they instantly had such an extremely vicious plan.
And take advantage of the opportunity for the Shinsengumi to attack Kyoto, kill the emperor, blame the Shinsengumi, and then, because the prince is in their hands, they can blame all the people's grievances on the Shinsengumi.
They even have even more ruthless plans.
"Mr. Yin To, Mr. Saionji, Katsura Kogoro their intelligence letter is coming again, do we need a response?" In Nara, the corners of the mouths of the high-ranking reformers who watched the fire in Kyoto were cracked.
And beside them, Emperor Rokuhito even ascended the throne this morning and changed the name of the country to "Meiji".
Emperor Meiji is only fifteen years old this year, but at this time, instead of feeling sad when he heard the news of his father's death, he laughed heartily.
He has been the prince for seven years, and the seven-year period has arrived, so there is no need to be afraid of being a prince for decades from now on, the whole country is his.
"Farewell, my father, you will no longer have to worry about your people, and you will no longer have to be overwhelmed by your burdens. I've taken over everything for you."
The corners of Emperor Meiji's mouth even smiled crookedly, and he even felt that he was really very filial, allowing his father to have the most valuable way to die.
"His Royal Highness the Emperor, the leaders of the Shinsengumi and the rebels of the Left Shogunate are all in Kyoto at this time, and we only need a fire to completely eliminate them all." Yin Teng Bowen knelt down on one knee, practicing the etiquette of a foreigner, and this bearded young man in a suit and leather shoes showed great loyalty. ….
"But...... When I think of the countless treasures in Kyoto and the hundreds of thousands of people, I am saddened." The Emperor said, but he kept laughing and didn't stop.
"Your Excellency, this is a necessary sacrifice, we are willing to bear such a sin and completely eliminate the thieves of the Left Shogunate, and the people of Kyoto are also for the sake of the Emperor's loyalty, sacrificing tens of thousands of dollars to save the remaining 30 million, this is a righteous act!" Xiyuan Temple Gongwang also knelt down on one knee.
"That can only be a bitter Kyoto people, let you bear the infamy, I also feel guilty......
"No, that's what we're supposed to do." Yin Teng Bowen and Xiyuan Temple Gongwang glanced at each other, looked at each other and smiled.
Soon, this place, which was almost run into a base camp by the Restorationists, exploded into the highest efficiency in an instant.
Taking advantage of the Shinsengumi entering Kyoto, close the door and set fires, leaving hundreds of thousands of people in Kyoto to join the Shinsengumi and left
The elite of the shogunate faction was buried together!
This was the final plan of the Restoration faction, sacrificing the ordinary people of the entire Kyoto and completely dragging down the main force of the great enemy of the Left Shogunate, and then their army on the Kwantung side could completely close the door and set fire to the Left Shoku faction.
The sacrifices made were only 100,000 people in Kyoto, and not all of them would die, but at most 1/10th.
And afterwards, who set the fire, it is not up to them to have the final say?
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"Fight the fire, save the Emperor!" Isamu Kondo and Toshimizu Hijikata roared.
But the flames almost covered the Imperial Palace, and in this dry season and the almost pure wood of the Imperial Palace, the flames invaded like immortality.
Later, all the water around the palace dried up due to the firefighting, but the flames were still burning.
Countless Shinsengumi samurai gritted their teeth, wrapped their bodies in cloth, poured the last of the water, and resolutely rushed into the fire, but the last thing they brought back was several completely charred corpses.
In fact, at the time of the fire in the Emperor's Palace, they had already realized that the Emperor might be dead, but they didn't want to believe it.
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"No, we haven't lost yet! We escape, as long as we survive, escape to Ezo, we can make a comeback!" The three major drinks of the earthwork year.
There was only anger and hatred on his face.
"Yes, we haven't lost yet, as long as we're not dead, the Shinsengumi haven't lost!" More people cheered.
Hatred and anger turned into strength, and Toyozo Hijikata counted the Shinsengumi again.
There are more than 100 good boys in the Shinsengumi, but now, there are less than 60 left.
And the nearly 1,000 strange soldiers of the Left Curtain faction were only a few hundred people left at this time.
Toyozo Hijikata felt his unparalleled sorrow, and he yelled, "Shinsengumi, the law of the bushido bureau! Captain of the Ichiban team!"
"Soji Okita is here! Ahem...... First! Don't go against bushido!"
"Captain of the second team!"
"Eternal New Eight Ginseng! First! Don't leave the organization without permission!"
"Captain of the third team!"
"Saito Kazusami! First! Don't raise money privately and take bribes!"
"Captain of the Fourth Fleet!"
"Captain Matsubara is loyal......
"Captain Goban!"
"Takeda Motoyanagi Shoga! First! Do not litigate and mediate without permission!"
"Captain Rokuban!"
"Captain Inoue is loyal......
"Captain of the Seventh Team......
"Captain Gu is loyal to ......"
"Captain Fujido is loyal to ......"
"Captain Suzuki has done his ...... loyalty"
"Captain Juban ......"
"Harada Sanosuke is on board! First! Do not fight for no reason. Anyone who violates the above-mentioned Shinsengumi regulations will be punished with seppuku. Because the five laws are equally important, they are all first." ….
Looking at this last person, Hijikata seems to be dozens of years old.
The brothers who came with him, that's all that's left at this time.
"Charge! Get out of Kyoto!"
"This is, Shinsengumi!"
The loud cheers came, even though they were exhausted, but they were the Shinsengumi, the strongest in this era!
Hijikata took the lead, and raising Lee Enfield, who was carrying a bayonet, was a charge.
Outside the city, the Restorationists had already begun to assemble and block them.
At this moment, the Shinsengumi were completely encircled by an endless circle, and there might be enemies of the Restorationists in all directions, and the teammates around them fell one after another, and every time they broke out of the encirclement, they only had to turn back to find that there were fewer people following.
But there was a steady stream of encirclement, the enemy forces of the Restoration faction in Nara, the Restoration faction enemy forces in Osaka, and the Restoration faction enemy forces in Edo......
"Cough cough ......" Okita Soji fell to the ground, coughing incessantly, blood spilling continuously.
He hurriedly rummaged through his potion, but finally opened the cap of the bottle, and there was only one left.
Last time, it took five pills to suppress tuberculosis.
"Okita!" Hijikata hurriedly helped Okita Soji, but when he looked behind him, there were less than 100 people, and all of them were covered with blood, and they looked extremely tired.
"Hijikata-san, I can't cut it anymore......" He vomited blood, and finally he couldn't feel any effect after taking this special medicine.
The lungs seemed to burst, as if the pain of billions of ants gnawing there, as if they wanted to vomit out the whole lung.
"Eight Tooth Road! What nonsense are you talking about! I will take you to Flange, and when we fulfill our ideals, we will be able to cure you!" Hijikata scolded three times, and he even raised his hand, wanting to slap Okita Soji in the face.
But he couldn't fann it.
"I'm hopeless, I don't want to die on the hospital bed, Hijikata-san, you go first, I'll come to the palace......
"Kill! Ahead is the last remnant of the Shinsengumi! Kill!" In the distance, shouts of killing were heard.
"Okita,
You ......."
"Hijikata-san, live with my share! Run! Run to Ezo, run to Daqing, and fulfill our dreams! Run! Hijikata-san! Run!" Soji Okita roared.
Toshizo Hijikata tore off the strip of cloth and threw it on the ground, his back to Okita Soji, his dearest friend, and fled.
"We are the flowers and water that have passed through the darkness......
The Santu River, the River Styx, the flower on the other side, the place where yin and yang are divided. And the Santu River and the other side of the flower are like signposts in the dark, guiding the soul who does not want to leave to embark on the road to death, and no longer fall in love with the glitz of the world.
"Rush! Kill Hijikata Suizo and reward 100 people! Kill any team captain and reward ten Mei Ji!"
In the distance, the sound of shouting and killing came, and even the naked reward roared directly, and there were more than 100 chasing soldiers of the Zayi faction who came after them, and Okita Soji stood here alone.
A man, a knife, a gun.
"Stop, this road doesn't work!" Soji Okita was coughing, but he was laughing, laughing maniacally. ….
"Kill! him!"
"Kill! Damn the left thief!"
And Soji Okita, the Kikuichi text in his hand is across his chest, at this moment, this is his most famous sword skill!
One step over the sound, two steps without interruption, three steps to the sword!
This name is nameless, nameless three-stage protrusion!
The three heads at the forefront of the charge flew up!
He coughed incessantly, and blood kept spilling out.
"This is, Soji Okita! Here it is! Shinsengumi!"
It is already those flowers and water that have passed through the darkness......
Countless reformist pursuers completely surrounded him, and the Okita General Division was surrounded and intercepted by pursuers.
When they heard the name of Soji Okita, their eyes glowed green, as if they were beasts who had been hungry for an unknown number of years.
"Ahem, cough, cough......" He kept coughing, blood staining his clothes red, and the word "Cheng" on his body red.
"He's been badly wounded! Let's go together!"
"As I said, this road is closed to traffic!" Okita Soji coughed up blood, holding a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, he did not retreat, but rushed directly towards the hundred people.
A few hours later, nearly 100 bodies lay on the ground, stumps and guns, and the remains of bullets strewn everywhere, bleeding profusely.
And Okita Soji, one person, one sword, one gun, stands here.
The world's last swordsman, lost his breath.
Levi came to this bloody hill, and more people came behind him, and the corpse of Okita Soji was something of value to them.
"I will not be involved in this war, but I will record and write it all for you." After Levi finished speaking, the ghost cut a knife and stabbed into the heart of Okita Soji's corpse.
Subsequently, the flames rose, and the fire only engulfed the Okita Soji, and the scene of the last hundred people of this swordsman was still preserved.
On May 30, 1868, in the northern part of Kyoto Prefecture, Okita Soji, confirmed dead at the age of 24.
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