Before the war, soldiers wrote suicide notes in advance. It was no longer a testament to what era the popular custom was, but the authenticity of Xiao Letian's will is unquestionable.

In the era of wooden sailing ships, human journeys across the oceans were always full of dangers. Even in the era of pure steam engines, did not the Titanic sink?

What's more, Xiao Letian went to Europe not to travel but to participate in the Pakatani War. Since ancient times, any accidents may occur due to fierce wars and dangerous wars.

Xiao Letian is no longer alone now. His life and death are related to the welfare of hundreds of thousands of people. With such an important responsibility on his back, it is necessary for him to give an explanation to all those who follow him before he dies.

The dawn of the morning began to reflect the earth little by little, and the war between Naha City and the national defense line had intensified. French warships on the sea also began to bombard wildly. The day of killing slowly began with the sound of King Shangtai reading the suicide note.

"I have a dream. In that dream, wars no longer arise in the sky of East Asia, and there will be no oppression or injustice in the land of East Asia... Maybe it's just a dream, but I, Xiao Letian, have indeed found the key to realizing my dream..."

"In 1864, I returned to the Qing Dynasty with this dream, returned to Asia with the same language and species, and began my dream pursuit journey, and God will never let anyone down, and the God of Destiny loves me indescribable..."

"I can convince the bandits in the Taihang Mountains, and I can also write books and biography to enlighten the people in the four nine cities. In the city of Tanggu, Lotte's foreign army emerged and finally dominated the business district of the northern region. The 100,000 people in Naba Port took over the colonial rule of the Shimazu family in Japan because of me... I, Xiao Lotte, was invincible."

On the long streets of Naha and on the paths of Beishan, the fastest-running sword-drawing team members held a copy of Xiao Letian's suicide note in their arms, quickly passing on the last fate of the Prime Minister's life.

All the messengers had a fire in their hearts, tears in their eyes, and the Prime Minister's voice was still echoing in their ears, inspiring them to move forward bravely and never get tired.

"Why is Xiao Letian invincible? It's not how capable I am. I am just a useless scholar. I can't shoot accurately. I'm not the opponent of most people when I fight with each other. But just such a weak me can lead everyone to create so many miracles. Why is this..."

"There is nothing else, it's all because of my true heart, and because the smooth road I pointed out is our only correct path. Those who love me will wake up quickly."

"Those who love me, wake up quickly. The 19th century was really the last chance for us Han people and Asians to catch up. We have missed an industrial revolution. Do we miss the second time?"

"The Western world is a thousand miles a day, and the tree of science and technology is spitting out old and new branches. He has become unattainable. Look at their industrial strength. Battleships are driving into the sea like dumplings. A national war even reaches the scale of millions of people fighting each other..."

"While we are still sleeping, the new types of nationalist countries in the West, even without hesitation to fight all the people, launching a battle of millions of people, what they want is nothing more than giving their own nation a chance. In this jungle of wild beasts, even if you don't eat people, you always have to protect yourself."

Xiao Letian's voice rang on countless battlefields, and the sword-drawing team members who ran to the bottom of their feet and bleeded, teleported the "will" quickly copied by the civil servants on the city wall to every corner of the Ryukyu Kingdom.

The miserable refugee camp, the busy arsenal, the dead soldiers' camp that was about to attack the French positions, and the reserve team that was preparing for war... including the fanatical and brave student legions and civilian organizations, until the national defense line sounded Xiao Letian's voice.

That was the "last" order of the Prime Minister of the Ryukyu Kingdom in his life.

"Those who love me should wake up quickly. The old path has gone through. Surrender can only survive. Perhaps in the Middle Ages, your humbleness can be exchanged for a cowardly life, but now the times are different, and great changes are right in front of you."

"Remember what I said? The advancement of technology will make the earth smaller and smaller, and the development of industrial power will make hungry wolf beasts put on the minions of steel... My blood relatives, please wake up. The future beasts have already possessed the strength of global warfare. The era of deep colonization has arrived. Destroying the country and combining land is an inevitable tide."

"The kind of unity and confrontation in the Middle Ages, the kind of cautious and contributing to the full, no longer works. Those who love me should wake up quickly."

This is really blood, every word is tears. When I recall all the atrocities of the French after the war, countless people really sublimated at that moment. They were like Buddhist enlightenment, and finally understood what the Prime Minister had been motivating.

"It's a big mistake. Our judgment of the enemy from the beginning was wrong. The French wanted to take revenge in name, but they actually wanted to deeply colonize, to destroy the country and merge the territory. They wanted to completely annex the territory of Ryukyu."

"Prime Minister, we are all your unfilial children. We only understand where we were wrong until now. Prime Minister, please come back."

Countless soldiers fell to the ground and saluted to the West. They shed tears in pain and begged the Prime Minister to return, but everyone knew that the moment the suicide note kept by King Shangtai and Fan Jian was released, it proved that the prime minister they beloved had really left and would never come back.

The suicide note was also passed to the prison cell in Shuri Castle. Jin Changsen and his most hard-core direct descendants were already detained here. Under the dim oil light, they also saw Xiao Letian's suicide note.

Jin Changsen unconsciously recited the old tears and burst into tears. "I don't know what was happening in Ryukyu when this suicide note was opened. I don't have the tricks like Prime Minister Zhuge who can leave you. In fact, what I want to say has been said a lot in "The Journey to the West" and countless small classes..."

"The smaller the nation, the weaker the country, the more dangerous it will be in the future. The increasingly ferocious beasts that evolved in the jungle have gradually lost their interest in colonization. The final outcome of a small country like Ryukyu must be chewed and swallowed by fierce beasts..."

"At that time, something is destined to happen. It is considered light to migrate. Perhaps what is waiting for Ryukyu is a genocide... Because it is weak, the world will not listen to your voice. Even if hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Ryukyu Kingdom were massacred, it is not enough for the entire earth to reach the headlines of the last Times..."

"Fight, my blood relatives, don't be lucky. Don't fall into past experiences and can't extricate yourself. Even if you are the weakest in the jungle of wild beasts, you must show your fangs."

"Is it a humiliating thing when slaves are slaughtered, or is it a brave death on the way to charge, to fight for one-tenth of hope for survival, and those who love me will wake up quickly."

Jin Changsen's emotions were completely broken when he thought about it. He grabbed the railing with both hands and cried and howled like a wolf, "I was wrong, why did I be wrong? Where did I go wrong?"

Jin Changsen didn't know where he was wrong, but Xiao Letian knew very well that this traditional Confucian old minister actually never knew what technological progress was in his life. Even if Xiao Letian kept indoctrinating, they couldn't understand it.

The small Ryukyu can last for a few days under the bombing of the sail battleship, but when the oceanic steel monsters appeared during World War I and World War II, how many hours could he resist.

Nowadays, weak nations can rely on their unyielding will and their chests to block the enemy's bullets and exchange their lives for victory. However, when the king of land warfare tanks are rampant on the ground, the sky is filled with the screams of heavy bombers throwing bombs, how can you resist such combat power?

Jin Changsen probably wouldn't have imagined such a horror scene until his death, but he didn't need to fantasize anymore. The French Expeditionary Force's massacre had already shattered all his extravagant hopes, and these historical scoundrels will eventually sweep into the dust.

"Those who love me should wake up quickly. It is precisely because we are weak that we should gather the soul of the nation, let all our hearts be united, wave your iron fists to smash all invaders, tighten our belts and exchange the last copper plate for the industrialization and military modernization of our nation..."

"This is the only way out for the disadvantaged nations and the last chance. If we miss this train, we will sink forever."

"It doesn't matter whether I, Xiao Letian, live or die. What's important is whether you firmly believe in the right path I pointed out. As long as everything I do will not perish, then I, Xiao Letian, can also rest in peace in the underworld."

"Goodbye, my relatives, goodbye, my brothers of the same clan, goodbye, my beautiful dream."

At this point, Xiao Letian finished reading the last word of the suicide note left by Liuqiu, and the Prime Minister's will hit everyone's heart.

People no longer cried in the streets and alleys of Naba. When the most terrible thing was finally confirmed, people became stronger. Since the Prime Minister asked us to fight, we should continue to fight. Anyway, the French devils did not want to let us go. Fighting is death, and not fighting is death.

"Come on your spirit, the Prime Minister said, fight bravely and fight for even one-tenth of victory. This killing will make the Europeans remember for a hundred years...the new army charge."

The streets and alleys were filled with soldiers and people holding weapons. They did not run wildly quickly. They pushed forward hand in hand like an iron wall.

The steps were extremely firm at that moment, and the standard stance was not fast or slow, revealing a disdain for the enemy and death. The French army opposite was finally panicked, and a fearful expression appeared on the faces of more people.

Their shooting rhythm became more and more chaotic, and their command voice became more and more sharp. When they realized that the killing could no longer conquer the city, they suddenly realized that they were already in poverty.

The iron wall crushed over, and people sacrificed one hand in hand and placed it gently on the ground. The warriors behind them immediately filled in, and people rushed to the first row in a row. No matter how dense the rain of bullets was, they could not stop the iron wall from moving forward.

"Press up... and leave no whole body." When the iron wall rushed to ten meters of the position, the officers in the crowd ordered the soldiers and civilians who were swarming up instantly swallowed up the French army's resistance.

One defensive position after another was lost, the warships on the sea were already crazy, and the city was full of urgent fireworks for help. Now these warships on the sea didn't have time to adjust their posture.

Even if the old sail battleship is equipped with advanced artillery, it can only adjust the angle of the muzzle in a small atmosphere. If you want to provide firepower support from a large angle in the city, the sailor and the helmsman must work together, and the battleship must move.

But there are too many, and the signals of asking for help are transmitted from all angles of the entire city, and fireworks are everywhere in the sky.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Can anyone tell me what's going on?" General Bruce's roar changed.

"Those who love me, wake up quickly." There was only this roar in the mouths of the military and civilians in the whole city. It was the last destiny given to them by their beloved Prime Minister Xiao at the last moment of his life. That passion was destined not to flow in vain. The people of Ryukyu had already awakened at that moment.

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