Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 503 Deterring the Devil Prince
Headquarters of the Hebei-Shandong-Henan Military Region, Leijia Village.

Fushimi Gong Mingyi was locked in a small courtyard alone. In order to show the humanitarian spirit of the Eighth Route Army, Fushimi Gong Mingyi was not shackled, but a squad of soldiers was in charge of guarding him.

"Chief!" The two soldiers at the gate of the small courtyard saw Zhou Weihan arrived, and hurriedly saluted him.

"En!" Zhou Weihan returned the military salute, and then said, "How is the Fushimi Palace?"

"Just let the little devil let go of the wind, this party should be taking a nap!"

"Continue to be vigilant!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Weihan pushed the door open and entered, only to see that there were still two soldiers standing guard at the door of the room inside.

The house is divided into east and west rooms, with the main room in the middle. Fushimi Palace lives in the west room, and the soldiers usually rest in the east room. 12 soldiers work in two shifts.

After Fushimi Palace moved in, the windows of the east and west rooms were reinforced and sealed tightly.

In the west room, Fushimi Gong Mingyi was lying on the kang, and two soldiers stood opposite each other, staring at him fiercely, not daring to relax for a moment.

"I have something to tell him, you two go out first!" Zhou Weihan said.

"Chief, this little devil is very skilled, this!" The deputy squad leader was obviously worried about Zhou Weihan's personal safety.

Zhou Weihan grinned when he heard this, and pointed to the two monks behind them, carrying baskets: "Both of them eat dry food, don't worry, it's fine!"

The movement of the conversation just now had already awakened Fushimi Gong Mingyi, who saw Fushimi Gong Mingyi sitting up from the kang.

After two months, Fushimi Gong Mingyi immediately recognized the young man in front of him as the senior officer of the Eighth Route Army who discovered his identity.

"Eight" Fushimi Miya Mingyoshi thought of what happened in these days, and forcibly held back the curse words.

"What? Want to scold me?" Zhou Weihan said with a smile.

Seeing that Fushimi Gong Mingyi was silent, Zhou Weihan took off his shoes and got on the kang, sat cross-legged opposite Fushimi Gong Mingyi, and then called the monk to put the food and wine in the basket on the small table.

"In the past two months, are we not used to the meals of the Eighth Route Army?"

As soon as Zhou Weihan mentioned the question of eating, Fushimi Gong Mingyi immediately frowned: "This is how your Eighth Route Army treats guests? What I usually eat is even worse than war horses and hounds!"

"Hmph, you also said that's how you treat guests. Don't you know what your current status is?" Zhou Weihan asked coldly.

"You don't think that your status as a member of the royal family has played a role in your survival until now! Shit, even if you are the emperor of Japan, you are worthless in China!" Zhou Weihan started pua at Fushimi Palace.

"Baga, you're dying!" Fushimi Gong was enraged by Zhou Weihan, and he stood up from the kang all at once.

As a member of the royal family, Fushimi Gong Mingyi originally had a bit of aristocratic temperament, but after two months of imprisonment, Fushimi Gong Mingyi was unshaven and dressed like ordinary people. When he stood up, his bandy legs were abnormal. conspicuous.

But the little devil is obviously aware of current affairs. The two monks don't understand Japanese, but Baga still understands it.

Seeing Fushimi Palace's reaction, the two monks immediately took out their short spears.

Facing the two tall and strong guards staring at him, Fushimi Miya Mingyoshi didn't make any unnecessary movements, but his chest kept rising and falling.

"Don't get excited, you will hurt yourself if you get angry!"

"Let me tell you, you should be thankful that you didn't attack the local people when you were in Southwest Shandong, or you would have been sacrificed to a fellow villager who died!"

"However, you are not a prince in Japan, what are you doing in our country?"

After Fushimi Palace was captured, Zhou Weihan ordered people to investigate it. After some investigation, it was found that the local people in Southwest Shandong had a good rumor about his cavalry regiment.

Under the restraint of Fushimi Palace, the little devil cavalry rarely did anything to the local people. Of course, this may also be a soft policy implemented by Fushimi Palace to maintain local law and order.

"When the imperial army came to China, of course it was to establish a political circle, to spread our culture, and to bring a more advanced civilization!" Fushimi Gong Mingyoshi replied arrogantly to Zhou Weihan's interrogation.

"Heh, don't tell me this. Such high-sounding words are meant to deceive soldiers at the grassroots level. As a member of the Japanese imperial family, you should have received higher education!"

"Aggression is aggression. In the past, China, a big country, sent envoys to Japan many times. That is to bring more advanced civilization to Japan!"

"Nowadays, China and Japan are at war. The soldiers on both sides were originally civilians. After being recruited into the army, there were countless casualties. Of course, you, a high-ranking member of the royal family, joined the army just to gain more military exploits for promotion!"

"Leaving aside the situation in our country, Japan's domestic economy is already on the verge of collapse. Can you imagine what it will be like if it continues?"

After Zhou Weihan finished speaking, he gave Fushimi Gong Mingyi a bowl of sake without haste, and Fushimi Gong Mingyi on the opposite side changed his face when he heard what Zhou Weihan said.

"In contrast, Japan is small and has few people, and how many lives can be consumed in this war. China can afford it and delay it. What about you Japan?"

"The young and the strong are exhausted. Children of twelve or thirteen years old go to the battlefield with guns. The defeat is inevitable. After the war, the economy is depressed, the people can't eat enough, and the royal family's prestige is ruined!"

"Ordinary people in Japan will wake up and regret that they have been living in the lies woven by careerists and the royal family. The war did not bring more benefits, but brought the news of the death of the man at home!"

Every time Zhou Weihan uttered a word, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest. Fushimi Gong Mingyi's face was pale, until he picked up the wine bowl with trembling hands and drank it down in one gulp.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Fushimi Gong Mingyi asked in a hoarse voice.

"I don't want to say anything, I just want to talk to you about the future, haven't you thought about it?"

"Don't you know anything about Japan's next move in Southeast Asia?"

At this time, Zhou Weihan directly pointed out the direction of the Japanese army's operations in the next stage. Japan's policy will not change because of the opposition of one or two people or the knowledge of the outside world. The little devil will only speed up the implementation even more crazily.

"I am afraid that the current Japanese high-level leaders are already immersed in the grand plans and great achievements. Let me tell you an old Chinese saying, if you want to make them busy, you must first make them crazy!"

"As a member of the royal family, you must have a clear understanding. You have the responsibility to lead the Japanese people to peace!"

"Your personnel are trying to negotiate with us. You are not far away from regaining your freedom, but given your current situation, you must be at home!"

The conversation with Fushimi Gong Mingyi was Zhou Weihan's temporary idea, and it doesn't matter whether he can instigate him or change his mind.

Zhou Weihan only needs to plant a seed, and it will germinate when it is actually mature.

　The emperor of Japan is dead, and the royal family members seem to have a chance to inherit
　　
　
(End of this chapter)