Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The country was located at the northernmost part of the Bulbus Glazed Island and according to what was said today, it was considered to be one of the economically less developed regions of the Ryukyu. There were many mountains here and many reefs in the sea.

The beach outside the Guotou Village was in a limited area in the North Mountain that could be used to dock large ships. If the French were to land here from the North Mountain area, this five hundred meter long beach would be their only target.

Right now, the regular army garrisoned in the Guotou Village only has one company of troops, the rest were young and strong from the surrounding fishing villages, adding up, they only have a little more than one thousand people. However, looking at their clamoring and fighting like ducks, the Forces nouvelles soldiers s present could not help but shake their heads and sigh.

The Company Commander's surname was Chu, and his background was not simple. He was also the Musketeers that Xiao Letian had personally trained in the Taihang Mountains, together with Luo Huo and the others. If not for the fact that he failed the English test in this selection, he might even be part of the Shiqiao uplands's Blood War.

"Luo Houzi... Take a few people to the village to look around, how did this happen? At the west end of the village, whose stove had opened fire? "Damn, the smell of the grilled fish has reached me …"

"Pass down the order …" Let the civilians quiet down. Since we all want to protect our homes, since we have already joined the military, we have to obey the military's orders! "

"F * ck, stay if you can't listen to any orders. If you can't, hurry up and get out of here …"

Chu Zhao's usual temper was not like this. In the new army, he was famous for liking soldiers, but today, no matter how good his temper was, he could not hold it in.

The citizens of the Ryukyu Kingdom were the first people to receive a nationalist education in East Asia. Through a brutal and bloody battle with the Japanese, Xiao Letian allowed the natives, Chinese and even some of the Japanese Rangers s to understand what a nation was and what a nation was.

Under the cruel law of the jungle, if every race wanted to survive, they wanted to live better, or maybe they just wanted to protect themselves.

The Japanese Shimadzu Family had enslaved the Ryukyu for three hundred years, so what would be the last thing to rely on to chase them away? Of course, Xiao Letian and the others contributed a lot, but how could they do it with just the few hundred people under Xiao Letian's command? In the end, victory depended on the same kind, and the citizens who shared the same values walked together. They gathered under the Xiao character recognition flag and used their lives to carve out a road of revival.

It was only on that day that people understood that regardless of whether one was a Glazed sphere aboriginals, a survivor of the Ming Dynasty, or even a newbie who had just crossed the sea from Qing Dynasty, as long as everyone spoke Chinese and could write Chinese characters, had the same festival and customs and abided by the same values, they were all of the same race.

They were willing to accept the values of the Chinese. Then under the sky of the Ryukyu Kingdom, everyone would be of the same race, and the Ryukyu would be everyone's country.

A bloody battle had given the concept of a nation with hundreds of thousands of citizens a chance, and Xiao Letian's crazed brainwashing afterwards had made this concept even more profound in the hearts of the people.

A devil who was good at manipulating people's hearts. He was very good at using all kinds of advanced methods to instill information into the masses.

The ten universities were currently desperately instilling nationalism and the concept of a nation into them. On the blackboard, besides the portrait of Shang Tai, there were also many people who said that the picture of Xiao Letian was even higher up than the one of Shang Tai. Many of the old officials were worried that Xiao Letian would replace them.

At the ends of the streets, people could often see Japanese shrines used for sacrifices. The offerings were not for the weird gods in the Japanese Islands, but rather, half of them were for the heroic shrines of the fallen soldiers. The other half were for the shrines to pray for Xiao Letian.

Inside, there were a lot of photos of Xiao Letian using his blood to treat Sakamoto Ryoma. In the midst of the rising smoke, the image of Xiao Letian was slowly becoming more and more mythical.

The people of Ryukyu were sincerely thankful for everything that the Prime Minister Xiao had brought them. Not only had they overthrown the brutal rule of the Shimadzu Family, and not only had they flourished due to the large amount of investment, but the most important thing was for Xiao Letian to let everyone understand a principle, which was how to survive the cruel competition of the 19th century.

In the 19th century, Asia was the home of the Second Industrial Revolution. In this era, whoever initiated the nationalism in Asia first, or understood what was going on with their country and nation, would become the locomotive of Asia and lead the world.

Fortunately, the people of Ryukyu were the first to awaken. This time, the contributions from the people amounted to over a million silver dollars. The number of young and strong people who volunteered to join the group of people reached a terrifying 70,000 silver coins.

Of course, Cai Mao and Liang Kun would not take all seventy thousand. On one hand, they didn't have that many weapons and equipment, and on the other hand, they didn't have that many military officers to command them.

The difference between the military and the common people lay in its discipline and organization. Discipline required a long period of military training, while organization required a large number of basic military officers.

It was a pity that he did not have these two Ryukyu Kingdom s at the moment.

His company and these thousand plus young and robust men had already been stationed at Guotou Village for three days, and Chu Zhao didn't even know how he managed to make it here in these three days.

This bunch of commoners really do whatever they want to do. Everyone lives according to their habits, and you say that six in the morning is time for breakfast? But there must be people who are hungry at five, and there must be people who are still awake at seven.

You say that this is the war period, so try to eat the dry food sent from behind so that you can fire less? However, there would always be people who would secretly go to the seaside to fish for the two delicious Groper Fish.

You can't fight, you can't scold, they just see the soldier, they promise you the most delicious one, you have to eat it.

Many young and strong men also had the habit of secretly drinking and gambling. If you catch them red-handed, they won't be afraid of you, but rather, they will point at the sea and talk back to you. "There are no enemies here, so don't worry, once the enemy appears, if we drink and gamble again, you'll kill us!"

Would Chu Zhao be able to kill these commoners? These people had never received any military training, so even shooting would take place over the course of these three days. If there weren't any accidents during this period of time, then it would be considered as Chu Zhao's appearance.

The chaos had only abated a little this morning. When the Naha Harbor rang out with their shrill war horns and the shore defense cannons began to rumble, these robust men finally realized that the war was coming. All of them hid in their hiding places with pale faces, no longer daring to cause a ruckus.

However, Chu Zhao and the others did not last long because at that time, when the needles were pointing to eleven o'clock in the morning, the young warriors who had listened to the sounds of the cannons the whole morning could no longer sit still.

"Sigh, fellow townsman …" They had been firing cannons for the entire morning and the explosions had not stopped. However, they hadn't discovered the enemy on the island? Do you still have a head left after this? "

"That's right, I just went to that Ba a few days ago. The shade of the mountains nearby has become a refuge. Where there are tents and grass sheds everywhere, they all say that once the war starts, the entire city will be evacuated …"

"That's right, I've also seen that refuge … How much do you think this round trip will cost? I heard that the biggest cannon emplacement in the Shouli City costs a thousand taels of silver just to fire a cannon ball! "

"Aiyo, mom!" He hadn't been able to create a silver mountain for a long time? Hi... "Those are the worries of the big figures. Let's think about what happened during lunch today. The moment we fired our cannons in the morning, my breakfast was already messed up. Fuck, I starved to death …"

As soon as the topic of hunger was mentioned, the group of people began to rub their stomachs. A few of them had the guts to lie on the window and look out at the sea, "There's nothing here, there's nothing here on the sea!" Why don't we get some dried fish to eat? "I remember there's still a bit of it left in the room …"

Not long later, smoke began to rise from the thatched cottage that they were hiding in. The brothers had actually started roasting fish to eat.

"What are you doing? What are you guys doing? "I don't want to live anymore …" With a splash, the bonfire that had just lit up was extinguished. The furious Luo Houzi pointed at them and started cursing.

"It's you guys again! We were drinking alcohol last night, but today you're secretly roasting fish! Are you fools? The French are already on their way, aren't you pointing the gun at the enemy? "You all don't want to live anymore, don't drag everyone down …"

Luo Houzi was Chu Zhao's assistant, the vice company leaders had scolded a few citizens, of course they did not dare talk back, but they could not avoid mumbling.

"It's been an entire morning, and there's still no sign of the large nose or foreigner? "This is the head of the country, an extremely poor place. This village isn't even worth a single round of ammunition …"

"That's right, you, Luo Houzi, are the foster son of the Boss Mi. "We can't do that, we have three sweet potato dumplings a day, if you have the ability then give it a try?"

Luo Houzi was so angry that his nose was crooked. In his dreams, even if he wanted to be a foster son, he would have to follow Bing Tai's example. A Japanese good-for-nothing gambler would become the Prime Minister's foster son just because she reported a piece of news. This made Luo Houzi incomparably jealous.

The godfather that Luo Houzi had been ridiculed by was the Boss Mi that Xiao Letian had personally saved his life when he was at the time of the Tyrant Blood Battle. The number one grain merchant in the entire Kingdom of Qing, who brought his wife and daughter along, had almost been killed by the Japanese Rangers at that time.

After that, the entire family and the little fellow followed Xiao Letian for the entire night, and they had experienced the entire process of Ba Ping's chaos. This, of course, included the scene of Xiao Letian recognizing a husband as his son and bestowing his surname upon them. It was also from that moment onwards that wild grass grew crazily in Luo Houzi's heart. He never thought that the lousy gambler Bing Tai Lang would be able to become the son of the Mr. Xiao, what was he younger than Bing Tai? Why couldn't he make a name for himself?

And it was precisely because of this that Luo Houzi rejected the Boss Mi's request to be his son after the end of the war, and decisively joined the new army, and even relied on his own hard work for over a year to actually become a vice Company Commander.

Luo Houzi's status was too high, and what he hated the most was people laughing at him about past matters, but the commoners in front of him actually dared to mention such a thing today. This made him extremely angry.

"What did you say?" Say that again if you dare! "