Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Everyone quietly listened to Sakamoto Ryoma's narration, their tone and manner of speech were indifferent as if they were discussing what they had eaten last night. The 'executioner' who had personally buried over ten thousand Chinese actually had a holy and clear sense of guilt when he described his actions, the scene was extremely contradictory.

If there were tens of thousands of people, there would be no end to it. To ordinary people, killing one person was enough for them to condemn him to death. Even if it was a vicious bandit or bandit, to have hundreds of ghosts in his lifetime, they could be called the Bandit's God of Slaughter.

And the cause of the tragic case in Belait, facing the ten thousand victims, he did not look guilty at all. He did not feel guilty at all.

Especially the descendants of the officials of the Glazed sphere aboriginals, Cai Bixia, who were furious because their country had been colonized by Japan for 200 years. They did not have any good impressions of these warriors.

The Zhiyuan Warship boss of the cannons, Lin Zhen, had just finished listening to Sakamoto Ryoma's explanation. She angrily stood out from the crowd. A debt of blood from ten thousand people and you act as if nothing had happened, is your face like a wall? Is your heart a stone? "

"What crime did the Chinese people of the Belait commit? Why would they die for nothing? Not only that, you've also become the prime minister of our country … In order to protect you, the Prime Minister had just insulted his own reputation to protect you! "No matter how much damage to the Prime Minister's prestige, you are the main culprit …"

Lin Zhen's scolding signified many thoughts in his heart, and nearly half of the generals present started to criticize Sakamoto Ryoma while whispering in their ears.

"This group of Japanese really can't do it. Their blood is already dirty to the extreme, even the Prime Minister's blood can't dilute the original sin in their bodies …"

"Exactly, this group of madmen can't be relied on. If you want me to say it, let them, the knife drawing team, leave this battle. We, the Chinese, will beat it ourselves …"

Yepingtai and Bing Tai Lang could not bear to listen anymore. Although the two of them disapproved of Sakamoto Ryoma's actions, as members of the Japanese samurai, they had to stand out and speak out for the common good.

"Eight!" What are you talking about? Aren't we part of the Chinese race? Our years of fighting are not in vain, right? "

"Black men and Westerners can become Chinese, what right do you have to eliminate us? Chinese don't mean Han Chinese... "This was written in black and white on the Chinese Statute Book. Even the Han Chinese in Jiangnan have to apply to join the Chinese …"

"Come out, who was the one farting just now, come out and I'll fight with you …"

The other young man also rushed up and shouted, "So what if we fight! I'm afraid you won't win, but the Prime Minister is strictly forbidden from fighting to the death. If there's a chance, we'll meet at the training field after the competition. If you don't believe me, I won't beat you to death …"

"Eight, eight!" "Just you wait, I'll teach you a lesson …"

"Just wait and see. Laozi isn't afraid of you …"

The scene instantly became chaotic, but the current Xiao Letian was not angry, his eyes lightly looked at Sakamoto Ryoma, and without even turning his head, he only said a single sentence in a soft voice, "Xiao Hexin … "Remember the name of the quarrelsome, and if it goes on any longer, keep him out of this battle..."

This was like a magic spell, immediately silencing the entire scene. The ones who were arguing the loudest even subconsciously hid themselves in the crowd, afraid that they would be discovered.

"You have nothing to explain in the face of criticism?" Xiao Letian asked.

Sakamoto Ryoma bowed on the stretcher towards Lin Zhen and the others to express his apology: "What kind of explanation do you need me to do? What kind of expression do you need me to have? Crouching on the ground in pain, begging for forgiveness? Or do you want to be like a dog fighting for a chance at survival in front of the Prime Minister? "

"You're underestimating me. You don't understand what I'm thinking at all …" Hehe, here, I can guarantee that you, Lin Zhen, will only be a general talent in your entire life. If you say it, you will never be able to become a handsome talent, and even a statesman … "

"Pah …" Cai Bixia spat in anger, "You think that you can become a handsome man just by killing innocents like that? Become a politician? Do you even have any shame? "

Sakamoto Ryoma did not care about this level of ridicule, he merely laughed and said, "Those who know me are worried about me, but I wonder what those who know me want from me? You and I are not the same type of people, so why bother saying so much? "

Sakamoto Ryoma turned his head to look at Xiao Letian, "I request the Prime Minister to allow me to complete my plan, I am willing to use my life to apologize, I will kill tens of thousands of people, then I will reincarnate ten thousand times in the next life and give it to my relatives and creditors to enjoy …"

"The life that I owe them, I want to repay them!" No matter how many people die because of me, I will be reincarnated and killed many times by them … "If you still can't vent your anger, then use the method of the Chinese people and hack them into pieces!"

"How many cuts do you think my body will make? Just make your move. In any case, haven't you people killed many people in the history of the Han people? "If Yuan Chonghuan was not killed that year, then Daming would not have died so quickly …"

"Shameless!" Cai Bixia scolded angrily, "Who are you to compare yourself to the wronged Yuan Chonghuan … How can a man be so morally degenerate? "

"Morality?" Sakamoto Ryoma glared at him. "What is morals? I only know victory or defeat, I don't know what morality is... "No, no, no, I also know a morality, a morality that I approve of!"

"If I can kill a hundred people and save a thousand people, then I will be duty-bound to kill those hundred people. Then, I will kill myself and become the one hundred and one dead! This is the true essence of human existence. This is the true essence that we have learnt since ancient times! "

"When humans gathered together to avoid the ferocious beasts and cruel environment during our era of farming and drilling for fire, if we want the entire race to survive, then we must have people die …"

"Everyone has gone in pursuit of the happiness of this little one. Who will care about the welfare of this entire clan? Humans are born selfish. They are unwilling to pay taxes and even more unwilling to take risks for their own benefits, let alone their own lives … "

"The heaven and earth nurtures tens of thousands of people. Everyone hopes that the wealth they create will be left in their own homes, and they even wish to steal a little from others …" I know all of this, this pursuit is my happiness! "

"But this pursuit is wrong!" If all the Chinese go in pursuit of the happiness of this humble people, if no one goes into the military, if no one goes into industrialization, if no one gathers the power of tens of thousands of people for the Prime Minister to drive, then how do we fight against the outsiders? "

"Remember, remember! Foreigners aren't benevolent people. All they have to do is try to take away our wealth … When our hearts are in disarray and everyone pursues happiness for themselves, those races that are able to gather the power of tens of thousands of people can bring their armies to take away our wealth … "

"So, if a race wants to live, then under the condition that they can protect themselves, they have to pursue the happiness of this so-called commoner …" Now that the Russian Expeditionary Force is in front of us and no one is going to sacrifice themselves, how do we fight this battle? "

"You're telling me how to fight?" Sakamoto Ryoma's voice resonated in the hall, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.