It has been five years since Xiao Letian's journey to the West was born. This period is neither long nor short. If Xiao Letian's national theory can influence many people in the Qing Dynasty, it is purely bragging.

However, in the past five years, Xiao Letian's thoughts have indeed deeply influenced all Chinese members. The Chinese Code was born in Ryukyu, and most of the people in Ryukyu naturally became members of the Chinese. These people's fanatical worship of Xiao Letian's thoughts is unimaginable to outsiders.

The Western businessmen trapped in Naha were all shocked, so some people wrote in their diary in horror, "On April 1, Chinese Prime Minister Xiao officially announced his war. I have never seen such a warlike nation..."

"The old man with gray hair took out his coffin and replaced it with roughly printed war bonds. The Han women wrapped in small feet squeezed into the crowd to buy war bonds regardless of the difference between men and women..."

"Some children even brought out the long-lost white porcelain piglet, shouting and tearfully smashed it on the long street, silver coins and copper plates spilled all over the ground, and the money will also become the coal burning in Xiao Lotte's war machine..."

"This is a crazy city, this is a crazy people, and this is even more a crazy nation! You can't see the usual fear of foreigners that Asians have on their faces. The rough actions of the military and police when they arrest European spies made me feel scared!"

"Who would have thought that European gentlemen, who are representative of the civilized world in Asia, would be knocked off their hats, tore their suits to pieces, and even their belts off... Oh, my God! Their reason is that they are afraid of escaping, they are too savage!"

"What's even more barbaric is that this group of people is a nation that worships blood. I don't know why the Prime Minister's Mansion raised a strange flag with a dark red splashing pattern on it... Later I realized that it was called the residual blood flag. The side raised by the Prime Minister's Mansion was the biggest side, and there was Xiao Letian's blood on it!"

"The moment the flag of residual blood rises, the Chinese will immediately become an invincible and furious lion. The whole city has been shattered by the call for victory. The streets are full of people marching. Lotte Bank is full of citizens who are rushing to buy bonds. Whenever an army is pulled out of the barracks, it will be surrounded by citizens at the first time..."

"Food, fruits, flowers... and even money are just scattered from the crowd onto the army, and the fierce and fierce soldiers of iron and blood are unmoved, and are determined as if they are slowly passing through the flames!"

"O omnipotent God! Please bless me, never be enemies with such a nation. They are all madmen, a group of bloodthirsty war madmen..."

What these Westerners know is that they just watch the fun and the superficial ones. The Chinese people who Xiao Letian worked hard for many years are simply unimaginable.

The telegram line was not broken at all, it was just a rhetoric for catching spies in the jar. When the flag of residual blood was raised, the Tanggu Special Zone and the Far East were also quickly received the order.

Tanggu Coastal Building, this old-fashioned restaurant that first hosted Xiao Letian and Jiushuai. At this moment, many merchants gathered, and the people they surrounded were Fan Yan, the old shopkeeper who had just returned from Shanxi.

When the old shopkeeper held the telegram and walked into the restaurant with the help of his servants, all the merchants and giants in the Tanggu Special Economic Zone stood up, and some young people of the younger generation even knelt down and called them grandpa or grandpa. It seemed that they had also come out of the Shanxi business system.

The old shopkeeper's eyes were shining, and everyone in the coastal building was so domineering that they dared not breathe loudly.

"Everyone is optimistic! This is the telegram from Ryukyu. Just at noon today, the Chinese prime minister issued a war order. At this moment, our Chinese people have entered a state of war... Young and old men! It's time to see what we want. Ryukyu's colleagues have already started to move!"

The applause sounded like thunder. Countless people on the streets outside the coastal building looked at wherever they were at a loss. I wonder what the big bosses who booked the venue were going crazy today.

"Preparing for war! Preparing for war! My brothers are poor and they are all left with money. All the money is earned with the Prime Minister. Even if they are all compensated for the Prime Minister, it doesn't matter! I subscribed 3.5 million in war bonds..."

"I'm waiting for today. If this battle is won, our Chinese people's status and reputation in this world will be established, so they cannot be looked down upon! I'll subscribe to 4.8 million yuan!"

"That's right, only when the war opens up new business paths can we businessmen have greater room for business... Why can't we open a semicolon in London? Why can't we set up a company in Paris! This battle must be won! Sihai Business Company subscribed 13.5 million yuan!"

The whole jar of fine wine was delivered up the jars, the hot dishes were not served and the cold dishes were not yet on the table, and everyone present was drunk. The amount of subscribing to war bonds rose rapidly, and in an hour it reached an astonishing more than 64 million silver dollars.

"Hahaha... Let the world look at the financial resources of our Chinese! Let them know how many family background our ancestors have left us with knowing the five thousand years of history of China!"

"Doesn't bully us Chinese have no money? Are we unsatisfied with bullying us Chinese? Let them see what is the real golden dragon... Old and young men, spread the orders of the world, and give a message to all our business partners. If you want to live with dignity in the second half of your life, don't be stingy today!"

"Wuwuwu..." Someone cried bitterly during the meal. "Watch it! Fight it! We donate as much as we want! I love this Chinese, I miss our prime minister... I don't want him to be gone! Wuwuwuwu... I don't want this dream to begin, it's gone!"

The tears rolled into the wine, it was salty! The strong wine drank into the throat, it was spicy! The fire in the human heart was hot!

Some people are hot, some are cold! At this moment, at the south gate of Shuri Castle, Aisin Gioro Zaichun, with a dull face, was at a loss as he looked at the city's fanaticism.

Of course, he hoped that his master would win and teach those Rakshasa ghosts who snatched the land outside the pass! But he hoped that the person who commanded this victory would be himself. How great would it be if he led so many tigers to recover the lost land!

"Ermao... tell me, if the master recovers the Far East, will he return it to me?"

This is probably the most difficult question in the world to answer. None of the four eunuchs spoke, and even Ermao remained silent.

Zai Chun's eyes were red and tears rolled in tears, "I hate so much! I really hate so much! Why isn't it me? Why isn't I climbing the high school and calling for the crowd?"

Just when the little emperor was in extreme depression, Ermao said, "Your Majesty, you are so energetic that you cry. Why not hurry down the city to meet your master and beg the master to take you to the battle with you. If you have time to complain, do you have no time to study?"

One word to wake up the dreamer, yes! What is your ability to cry? Go and learn from your master! Go and take a look and feel what a modern war is and what a large-scale battle is.

Thinking of this, Zai Chun shone his eyes, turned his head and ran down the city.

Note: The third update is now, and the next update is to add updates to the cake!
Chapter completed!