"The way of war has never been a simple math game. There are many people and new equipment, of course they have the advantage, and even have a decisive advantage most of the time, but there are always miracles on the battlefield, because only people decide the war, and only people are the masters of war..."

At the bow of the Rome, Xiao Lotte stared at the blue waters of the Seto Inland Sea and the flying seabirds. In front of the fleet, countless Japanese fishing boats and merchant ships were gathered together to escort to a safe area. The fishing boats on the shore always looked at these tall warships with horror.

Three warships captured from the French, two frigates and a cruiser, were not powerful weapons that Asia could make. The towering ship tower and dense side gun doors all proved the terrifying firepower of this warship.

Xiao Letian's fleet did not fly any flags, and all the Japanese did not know who the owner of the fleet was. Although some smart merchants guessed some clues, they would not inform them, because they knew that offending this fleet would be equivalent to cutting off their future financial path.

Xiao Letian took the latest information from his subordinates, gathering with Zaichun, Pierre, Long Ye, Xiao Hexin, Cai Mao, Luo Huo, Sima Yun... and other senior generals. This was the last meeting before the war. Jiecho was right in front, and there was another half an hour of waterway.

"Look at it carefully. Tokugawa and the French's plans have been completely exposed. Jeecho has been captured by Matsuhira Etsubo and the French. Now the 10,000 troops are heading north quickly..."

"Look at the emergency information sent by Osaka Castle before. This morning, Osaka Castle actually opened its supply of rice and pork. What does this mean? This means that Osaka Castle has begun to mobilize urgently..."

"Is pig meat a pork?" Pierre recalled the information he saw before and asked in confusion, "Don't the Japanese don't like to eat pork? I heard that they think pork is unclean."

"Bullshit, they just can't afford to eat it. Raising pigs requires no food. How much food can Japan produce in a year? Of course, Japan absorbs a lot of culture from the Tang and Song dynasties, and the society of the Tang and Song dynasties really advocates mutton and beef, which is an excuse that the Japanese can find..."

"Precisely because of the lack of food, Japan's breeding industry has been underdeveloped since ancient times. Limited food must be supplied to people. Where can we have rich food to raise livestock? It is not easy to have a few thin sheep and weak cows. Therefore, Japan's marine fishing industry is very developed. They must grab food from the sea..."

"But it is undeniable that the livestock raised, especially pork, provides much more energy than other foods because it is rich in fat. Today, Tokugawa's family actually gave soldiers a abnormal diet of pig meat, which means that today is the day of a decisive battle..."

"If I'm not mistaken, Osaka Castle has started now and the scale is definitely not small."

This is Zaichun's first time to come into contact with actual combat. The little people are now full of fanaticism before the war. The wild blood of our ancestors has begun to revive. The dream of crossing the battlefield has been sleeping in the blood of the Aisin Gioro family, just waiting for the scene to boil.

"Master, can we still catch up? Do we have a chance to participate in the war? I am willing to go to the battle, please give me a chance."

Xiao Letian glared at him, "You are so old, even if you are in the first battle, it's not your turn..." Zai Chun was scolded and hid while sulking.

Xiao Letian continued to analyze the situation in front of him with the generals on the map. "If I were Tokugawa Keiki, I would launch a counterattack against the coalition forces today. It would be better to conduct a field raid. It would be better to humiliate the generals of the coalition forces severely, and then force them to pounce on the city immediately..."

"That's right, it's to pounce on the city, allowing the coalition forces to shed the most blood and the last drop of sweat under the tall walls of Osaka Castle, to consume the coalition forces' physical strength and morale... When reinforcements arrived at the battlefield, a group of tired soldiers faced the new army with all Western equipment, and the consequences were unimaginable."

"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and rush up, bite the tail of the Tokugawa New Army, first defeat the new army trained by the French, and then we will attack Osaka Castle..." Luo Huo roared.

Xiao Hexin gave him a blank look, "Nonsense, what are the benefits of doing this? I really think that the Japanese are our friends. This war must wait until both sides shed the last drop of blood before we can start..."

Pierre also took over the conversation and said, "Yes, the essence of war is interests. Why do we provide so much money and weapons to the four southwestern vassals? The purpose is not to make them successful. The Prime Minister's purpose is to let our power penetrate into Japan..."

Xiao Letian smiled and looked at the endless mountains outside. "Yes, this country is rich in samurai and has a very strong sense of loyalty to the emperor. What a good military base. Japanese samurai have not yet been civilized. They have the idea of ​​being loyal to the lord, but without the idea of ​​being loyal to the country, why don't we take the opportunity to take advantage of it?"

"As long as we can prevent Japan's national concept from forming, we can keep this nearly perfect professional military system. This is our continuous barracks."

At this time, the military reporter Leo had just finished taking a photo. He suddenly smiled and said, "I had chatted with shopkeeper Fan Jian and Mr. Nobel before, and talked about the situation of gold and silver mines in Japan... We know that in areas with complex geological structures and volcanic earthquakes, various mineral resources will be very rich..."

"The Japanese just don't have good technology. If we introduce our Prussian engineers, Japan's gold and silver mineral output will definitely triple. The Prime Minister, please don't forget this great source of wealth."

Xiao Letian laughed, "Yes, war is for the sake of interests. Who would do anything without benefits? Such a beautiful Japanese archipelago, don't be industrialized, and it's better to protect it well. Maybe the tourism industry can be developed in the future."

"Okay, accelerate, capture Jeju Town and then go north to block Osaka Bay."

"Yes." The generals and officials took the order in unison, then returned to their respective warships, and the raid was about to begin.

Xiao Letian stared at the direction of Osaka Castle and said thoughtfully, "Tokugawa Keiki, what method will you use to anger the Southwest Alliance? Takamori Saigo was also a famous general for a while..."

It seems that there is a decisive nature in the dark. Xiao Letian's worries are redundant. Japanese samurai have a perverted obsession with honor. Tokugawa's Imperial Banner Sneak Strike Plan is the most effective tactic to anger the coalition forces.

"The Xuanwu Team...The Suzaku Team...The General's Personal Guard...Brother Duck..." The top 400 warriors were like a hot knife piercing butter. The samurai Yuan's foot light formation was torn a huge gap that was long as a rice, and the samurai who died rushed straight to the fence.

All the warriors were wearing hideous ghost masks, and the ghost screams only hell had in their throats. The musketeers behind the fence were so scared that they even forgot to load.

The musketeers guarding the base camp still use old front-loading guns. The gunpowder and projectiles are separated and need to be tightly compacted before they can be fired.

Only then did people truly understand what the "heart" Matsuhei Eibo said. Tokugawa samurai who has the heart of a warrior can charge bravely against the rain of bullets, while those musketeers who do not have the heart of a warrior cannot even have the protection of fences to achieve effective shooting.

The grimace, roar, and the blood-stained knife were so scared that they fought. Some even urinated, and the rhythmic shooting of the musket was chaotic. One of them was stupid and wanted to shoot with a twig. Of course, there was only one consequence, that was the explosion.

"We are about to break through... we are going to break through... pull down the fence..." Dozens of ropes were thrown out and the ropes were tied to the wooden fence, and the warriors used their strength to pull them back.

"Ho huh...ha, huh...ha." After three shouts, the fence fell to the ground with a bang.

"Onboard, break through..." The warrior rushed into the camp and put over the guards' musketeers like cutting vegetables. The chargers rushed straight to the Imperial Banner.

At this time, the musketeers behind the four hundred samurai went crazy. They didn't care about the shooting of Shintaro Nakaoka and Shin Takasugi. They dragged their scarred bodies and rushed up to the samurai's pace.

"Cover... provide firepower to the warriors... and kill in... destroy the imperial banner." The three thousand musketeers are only more than 1,200 people left, and the battle loss rate has exceeded half, but the morale has not relaxed at all.

"The deceased soldiers, all the Tokugawa army sent out were dead soldiers. How much gold does this motivate morale...the evil ghost."

"Imperial Banner, their target is actually Imperial Banner..." Go back to defense quickly.

After the deep formation, Prince Ren and Prince Gong Jiazhang fell to the ground in horror. Four hundred evil ghosts from afar rushed straight to the imperial banner, and there were only fifty monk soldiers praying for blessings and protection under the banner, and there were also several great priests.

The Imperial Banner was given by the Emperor and represented the emperor's supreme authority. How dare the Tokugawa family be so rebellious? The prince was so scared that his face turned pale.

Saigo Takamoto was also crazy, "Save it, go to rescue it, protect the flag given by the Emperor."

The entire camp was in chaos because of a flag. All the soldiers had no structure and charged under the flag in chaos. However, the time difference could not be compensated. Four hundred warrior vanguards had already jumped onto the earth platform.

Fifty monk soldiers held the unique naginata in Japan and started attacking the samurai with a scream. The priests in white dresses pointed their hands at the samurai and recited some unknown spells. They should be cursing these evil ghosts to go to hell.

How could several monk soldiers be the opponents of this group of killing gods? After a charge, the priest and the monk soldiers were all sent to hell. A warrior from the Aizu Xuanwu team was the first to rush under the imperial banner.

"I...Aijin Xuanwu Team... Kojima fiercely... slashing the flag here." The roar was like thunder and spread throughout the battlefield.

"No..." The camp of 30,000 people suddenly shouted together. The charge of Saigo Takamori, Sakamoto Ryuma and others fell to the ground. "Emperor, Emperor..."

In the distance, there was a silence in Osaka Castle at this moment, and all the cheering sounds were gone. There was only the flag in people's eyes, the Emperor's Imperial Banner.

Tokugawa Keiki pinched the telescope with both hands tightly and "Slash, cut, cut."

The cold light flashed by the island, and the flagpole as thick as a arm broke down. The imperial banner fell with the flagpole.

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The Imperial Banner is a real history. The four samurai teams of Xuanwu, Suzaku, Qinglong and White Tiger of Aizu's vassal are also real. The leading army of Prince Renhegong is also real.

Although the Qing Dynasty Yinlong travels through time and all the stories here are fictional, the taste of history is real, like a glass of old wine, Xinjing will accompany you to slowly savor it.
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