C699 After the Bloody War (1/2)
At this time, Shan Xianyoupeng, who was gasping for breath and covered in blood, walked over and shouted in grief and indignation, ”Why did you stop firing? Why not attack the enemy? Is this how the Prime Minister treats his allies? ”
Luo Huo was immediately angered when he heard that. It must be! Who was the enemy? Tell me, who is the enemy of our Prime Minister? Tokugawa did not steal our pot cover, why would I fight with them? ”
”Allies? Who is your ally? Back then, when the prime minister asked, didn't you politely reject his request for troops? Beat each one of you who can! Why didn't he continue? Aren't you guys capable of doing it yourselves? ”
”Eight!” Shan Xianyoupeng subconsciously wanted to pull out his blade, but the guards around him reacted quickly and stopped him.
”General, please calm down!” Shan Xianyoupeng was still too young, and his attitude was not as calm as Xi Xianglongsheng's. Being angered and frustrated, he did not even realize that all of the guard company around Luo Huo had already taken out their revolver.
”Aiyo?” He wanted to make a move! ”Come, come, come, come. Your grandpa will let you hit me. If I hide, your grandpa will feed me …”
Luo Huo spent that winter in the Beijing, learning a lot of insulting words. Wasn't the one your grandfather was feeding, the one he considered himself Shan Xianyoupeng's father?
Japan did not have that much culture to scold people, and Shanxian could not understand what Luo Huo was saying either. However, he was very angry, to the point that his hands were trembling.
”I want to see Prime Minister Xiao! I want to see the Prime Minister Xiao immediately … I won't tell you! ”
”See you whenever you want? What the heck are you? Even if Mao Li Yuan wanted to meet with our Prime Minister, he would have to wait in line. He would even forget about his status, do you still dare to call yourself a warrior? ” Luo Huo curled his lips and turned away, ignoring him.
Since when has Shan Xianyoupeng received such a humiliation? In his heart, Xiao Letian is a great character who is on equal footing with his master, but who do you, Luo Huo, think you are? It's just a normal general in Xiao Letian's army, you have more men than me, Shan Xianyoupeng.
And who are you, Luo Huo? He had come from a humble family, and had served as a bodyguard for the caravan. He said that you were a wild warrior and already had a high opinion of you, how dare you behave atrociously in front of me! However, the situation had reached such a critical point, and no one dared to offend this force.
Compared to Shan Xianyoupeng's rudeness, Matsudaira Katamori's calmness and politeness was clearly contrasted. Matsudaira Katamori then bowed respectfully towards Sima Yun and General Luo Huo, ”This must be the General Si Ma, who is known as the number one calm and steady character in Prime Minister's Manor, right? Was this General Luo Huo who the Prime Minister claimed to have the first hand in command of? It is my honor to be able to meet the great generals of this world! ”
's expression immediately became better. Of course, he knew that Matsudaira Katamori still had a great reputation, and the education of the nobles he had received since childhood was much stricter than that of Shan Xianyoupeng. This sort of courtesy did not allow him to take it too seriously.
After a few simple words of courtesy, Matsudaira Katamori also requested to see Xiao Letian. This time, Luo Huo did not push him back, and only expressed that he wanted to ask for instructions.
The specks of light in the southern sky were slowly descending, as the hot air balloons that had completed their mission started to return to the ground. Osaka City and the battlefield had started to light up piles of bonfires.
However, the new army still paid attention to people and soon the video was distributed. A kilo of white rice, a few pieces of lambs, and a small bag of salt were thrown beside the bonfire. This was the dinner of the soldiers surrounding the bonfire.
”Those who have a military pot can use your own iron pots. Those who don't have one can go to the private rooms and take them out by themselves. If it doesn't work, then you can also use a jar …” F * ck, that means our Prime Minister is merciful. Look at how miserable you guys are fighting on your own, not even giving you a single grain of rice to rely on, you guys can't even starve to death! ”
The Ryukyu Marines had a large percentage of members of the knife drawing team s, all born and raised in the Japanese. However, it was strange that these people were the ones who cursed the most uncleanly.
In the Japanese's heart, white rice was the best delicacy in the world. A bowl of white rice was not even worth a single side dish, and they could eat it as happily as if they were celebrating a holiday.
Right now, not only was there the white rice, there was even the lambs and salt. In this era, normal Japanese could already show off their porridge with just a meal.
After the war, a bowl of hot porridge happily made these soldiers cry bitterly.
However, this happiness only lasted for a short while. When the rich fragrance of meat started to permeate the entire battlefield, the Southwest Allied Army and the other Dechuan New Army s were all captivated.
In the isolated area between the two armies, the Ryukyu Marine Corps had already started cooking meat soup. Tanks after cans of tin cans were opened, and the cooked beef mixed with grease was poured into a pot, throwing in the salt mixed with spices. With the addition of the pure white rice rice ball s, the food's temptation caused all the eyes of the Japanese soldiers to turn blue.
In Matsudaira Katamori's hands was a rice ball that the Marine Corps had just delivered, and in front of him was an exquisite metal lunch box, it was filled with meat broth, the fragrance of it made the guards beside him gulp.
However, Matsudaira Katamori did not have any appetite at all. It was not because he was not hungry, but because there was a blockage in his heart that made it hard for him to swallow any food.