Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Honestly speaking, Sakamoto Ryoma was filled with disappointment for the allied army. Could it be that these short-sighted and narrow-minded politicians and warriors were Japan's future hope?

Was it really as Xiao Letian said, that the nation of Japan only knew how to use tactics and not the strategist? No, no, no... This is not true, I firmly believe that the time has come for the suffering nation of Japan to turn around, the major change that has not been seen for three thousand years will definitely have a place for them.

Having grievances but not being able to spread them on the battlefield was the creed of Sakamoto Ryoma's life.

"Don't run, immediately organize your defense. Right now we need to rely on the support of the cannons from the Ryukyu's battleships, but the cannons also have range, and the further the distance, the lower the accuracy …"

"But artillery is just a blind shot, will it harm us by accident?" Xi Xianglongsheng asked.

"It shouldn't be. The possibility of it accidentally getting injured with the hot air balloon in the sky isn't high …" The most important thing is that it's almost 6 o'clock, and it'll be completely dark in at most another hour. At that time, the naval cannons will no longer be able to provide any cover for the fire! "

"So, we must take advantage of this hour to have more Ryukyu's battleships annihilate all the new troops. Only by doing this can we be safer!"

"Only if it hurts so much that the general won't be able to bear with it, will he lower his head and talk to us. This is a war in which both sides suffer losses and there are no winners. All we can do is leave a little more energy for Japan!"

Sakamoto Ryoma suddenly said in a serious tone, "But if they want to negotiate, they have to be equally strong, and do not consume too much Dechuan New Army, and do not let them be afraid, I think they will not negotiate! So, please give the order to defend on the spot. As long as your flag does not fall, Dechuan New Army will not be able to advance even a single inch … "

Xi Xianglongsheng and Shan Xianyoupeng looked at each other. The two of them were the chief agents of the Changzhou vassal and Samoan, and they had the most troops.

Xi Xianglongsheng fiercely took out his Katana and said, "Warriors of the Samoan, do you still have the strength to fight? I just want you all to guard here for an hour … My Western Village is standing right next to you, and I will fight until the very last moment. If any of you see me turn around and run, you can kill me! "

In this cruel war, Shan Xianyoupeng had also trained himself to look like a great general of the future. He wiped off the blood on his face and roared out loud: "Where are the warriors of Changzhou vassal! Now is the time for us to repay the vassal lords's kindness. Either step on my corpse and escape, or die here with me … "

When the general ordered his men to do so, he would naturally have Hüseyin follow them. Once again, the panicking soldiers gathered together, quickly forming a defensive formation with over three thousand soldiers under the general's banner.

The injured Sakamoto Ryoma held onto the revolver with one hand and roared loudly in front of the position, "All Musketeers, move forward and listen to my orders … No one is allowed to shoot without permission... The warriors are at the back, listening to my commands! "Bullet loading …"

Sakamoto Ryoma was like a furious lion as he ordered his warriors to use Katana s to make the Musketeers strictly observe their shooting discipline.

Of course there would be nervous Musketeers who would open fire without waiting for the order. This type of person who would cause chaos would be kicked to the ground by the warriors and then rushed up to punch and kick.

"Listen to my command..." Those who start firing again without permission will be killed without mercy! " The sound of Katana being pulled out of its scabbard could be heard.

At this point, the Musketeers finally calmed down a little. Although their hands were still shaking, the situation of them firing ahead of time was no longer present.

"Musketeers... "Fire!" With a boom, the Dechuan New Army on the other side of the white smoke was knocked over.

"Well fought, well fought! Listen to my commands... Bullet loading! Fire... Bullet loading! "Fire …" As expected, the battlefield was the best place for grinding. After a few rounds of shooting, the musketeers found the feeling of shooting together. Very quickly, a pile of corpses laid across the ground in front of the Mountain primary matrix.

At this time, the intelligence officer on top of the hot air balloon in the sky also saw the changes that occurred on the battlefield. Not bad, they actually managed to launch another beautiful counterattack after the collapse of their entire army. These Japanese soldiers' endurance was really not bad … "I can't even see it clearly …"

This time, the hot air balloon was not the type to freely fly. In an era where there were no propellers, hot air balloons could only fly in the air, unable to stay in an area for long periods of time.

Therefore, today, the hot air balloon was tied with a long, fixed rope that was more than 80 meters long. The end of the rope was tied to two hundred-year-old trees and it was absolutely safe.

There were more than a hundred special forces of ISI gathered on the hill below. Not only were they on guard to prevent the enemy from attacking, they were also helping to control the height of the balloon.

The coal stove in the basket started to stop the blast and the heat vent was also sealed with iron. Now, there was no more heat inside the balloon to replenish, and soon, the 30 plus strong men began pulling on the rope like pulling out a river, the hot air balloon flying at a height of more than 60 meters started to lower its altitude.

"Good …" Very good! The Roman was ready to shoot. At ten o'clock in the direction, with an elevation of forty-five degrees … Three shots in a row! The Zodiac was preparing to shoot. The direction was 11 o'clock, and the angle was 35 degrees … The Shattered Waves is preparing to shoot … "

The intelligence officer on the basket were all the limited treasures that Xiao Letian had, and were all mathematics geniuses that jumped out from Ryukyu University. Even the Western teachers were full of praise for him, for example, calculating the trajectory of artillery was a godly skill in the eyes of others, but to them, those were all basic skills.

It was a great test of intelligence. Fortunately, the Chinese were the smartest people in the world, and they were able to calculate the atomic bomb formula with their abacus back in the day, so it was still easy to calculate the trajectory.

Under the guidance of the hot air balloon, the fleet's ammunition consumption rose sharply, the ammunition depot s on the warships watched as the expensive cannonballs were sent out, turning into God's Punishment in the eyes of the Japanese.

Matsudaira Katamori was about to go crazy by then. He realized that not a single company in the New Army had not been bombarded, the chaotic battlefield could no longer form a continuous barrage of cannons. The smile of victory on the soldiers' faces turned to ashes.

"Charge over …" Out of range of artillery... This is a land of death, if you want to live, go ahead! "

"Reporting to the lord, all the primary matrix in the Western Regions have gone crazy. We have organized three raids, but they have yet to rush through!"

"Bastard, was that a surprise attack? You will only stand there foolishly shooting at each other, why didn't you guys launch your charge … "

Although Matsudaira Katamori scolded him on the surface, he was very clear in his heart that the new army was trained in accordance to the west. This kind of army relied too much on rifles to fight the enemy, but once they fought against the traditional Japanese samurai, they would have the absolute advantage.

There were a large number of warriors in the Southwest Allied Army, and a few of the new recruits had been defeated by the warriors' Katana s. When they were at their craziest, those warriors would even cut off the heads of the soldiers and throw them back from the battlefield, showing their arrogance.

Matsudaira Katamori clenched his fists tightly, feeling extremely conflicted. In the end, he closed his eyes and roared out, "White Tiger Squad! Bring all of my personal warriors and Xiao Xing along for a charge … If you lose, we could only choose to retreat! "

"My lord!" This was the last essence of Matsudaira Katamori's own. This was an honorary warrior that he had trained using the most traditional martial dao.

"Go. Let this world see that the warriors are not dead!" No matter how bizarre the world becomes, the warrior spirit will never die! "

"Ha!" The five hundred warriors bowed together to the lord, and they began to prepare to attack from the sides of the battlefield.

The Warriors hid behind the New Army and felt the rhythm of the enemy's fire lances. After the round of shooting ended, the five hundred Warriors bellowed and rushed out from the primary matrix and took the chance to charge while Southwest Allied Army was loading her bullets.

"Here's the duck …" Speed... "Speed..." These warriors were not only crazy in their hearts, they also had a lot of experience in the battlefield. When the Musketeers was fully prepared to shoot at them, these warriors suddenly rolled around in the pile of corpses, using them as shields.

Puff puff puff … Bullets struck the corpses and pieces of flesh flew everywhere. Taking advantage of the time between each round of shots, the Huizinfan Warriors flipped over the corpses and attacked the enemies once again.

"Ah …" "Kill …" Five hundred warriors made up five hundred beasts, of which, the members of the two hundred White Tiger youth were the craziest.

Warriors that looked like spirited monkeys advanced on the battlefield. No one taught them anything, as they knew that this would reduce the chance of being shot. Not only that, there were even some crazy warriors who had used the corpses as shields to rush forward. The bullets had penetrated the corpses and even the warheads were embedded into the armor, but they were still fearless.

In just a single assault, a gap of more than five meters was ripped open in the Southwest Allied Army. Although the Musketeers were in a sorry state to defend, killing with bayonets was not as efficient as Katana.

The Katana rolled like a blade in a meat grinder.

The samurai belonged to the military for life in the Middle Ages, and had been a descendant of her family from generation to generation. His killing skills and determination were incomparable to those of ordinary people.

And what was a musketeers? To put it bluntly, this group of farmers had undergone half a year of brief training and relied on their weapons to fight a dozen times in the right direction.

It could be imagined how aggressive and crazy it was for a warrior who had grown up in such an environment.

From the day they were born, the single sentence they heard the most was that their martial arts luck was long. This was the belief that spanned through their entire life. Warriors were extremely contemptuous of death, not only towards the enemy but also towards themselves.

This was a kind of culture, a culture that could support them slaughtering cities without any sense of moral guilt. It was precisely because of this culture's existence, that there existed a weird army like the Huizinfan.

It was almost dusk, and yet the slaughter had reached its ultimate peak!