In the imperial palace in Kyoto, you can see a small square covered with blue bricks when you see it. On the square, there are some birds jumping for food. When thinking of food, the emperor's belly wriggles and makes a thunderous sound. The secretion of saliva in his mouth seems to have suddenly accelerated.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, and the Emperor tried hard to concentrate and listen to what these aliens were saying, but no matter how hard he tried, he always felt that he was locked in a transparent cover, and the sound outside was a little hazy, as if it was coming from another world.

The Emperor felt that he might be about to faint from hunger.

"Everyone, the longer the time is, the more unfavorable it is for our army. Is there anything to discuss about this? Kyoto is now an isolated city, without external supplies. Even if we have sufficient reserves, tens of millions of people have to eat, drink, defecate and scatter every day, and no matter how much food is, it cannot help but consume it."

"Everyone knows this, and it has not been calculated long ago. Can it last for six months after implementing the rationing system? What's the point of saying this repeatedly? Is it wise to show that you are particularly calm?"

"I'm telling you not to be entangled in how much time it lasts. It's completely meaningless. Our army should take the initiative to attack! With the determination to die and the fearless belief, we will give the Yu Han army as much as possible to kill and hurt the pride and nobility of our Yamato nation."

Everyone has different expressions, but most people just slap their lips disdainfully. Now they are clamoring for nothing, the pride and nobility of the Yamato nation, and the pride and nobility of the hungry nation?

"It is unrealistic to attack. If it is more beneficial, we will not always use passive defense as the main tactical means from the beginning of the war. Our weapons and main forces determine that we do not have the ability to maneuver quickly, nor do we have the ability to attack quickly. Active attack will not only greatly aggravate the damage to our army's war and accelerate the consumption of gunpowder, guns, and projectiles, but will not have the ability to attack quickly."

"You don't understand that what we need is not the actual effect, but the spirit, the spirit of Yamato democracy and the spirit of being ready to die!!"

"The little dog's statement is not unreasonable. Everyone is clear about the current situation at a glance. Our situation is quite difficult, not just in Kyoto. Large-scale famine is invading the entire country. Now our citizens are filled with pessimism from top to bottom, so it is also very important to inspire everyone's spirit!"

"That's true, I believe everyone understands. What will be the final result of the Battle of Kyoto. Everyone should look at the battle in front of them for a longer time, rather than just staring at the battle in front of them. The Battle of Kyoto is not the last battle, nor can it be the last battle. We will continue to fight until the last person of the Yamato nation dies or completely drives the invaders out of our land! The battle will be long, so the indomitable spirit of resistance is more important. We need to let our people understand that our war against the despicable and evil Han people is a just cause. It is a cause that will surely achieve brilliant victory! We must advance this cause to the final victory with a fearless spirit of sacrifice!"

The little dog with a mouth full of frosty expression was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with strange light, but his words full of bewitching and inciting did not impress many people. These people here are all old fry. The reason why the little dog is so clamoring here is because of the instigation and whipping of the Americans behind it, and the other is because the little dog hopes to win the support of the ignorant citizens.

But now the situation is different. This is not the real world. You can clamor to restore Yamato Glory to flatten Han and destroy rice, reach the peak of the world, and then bewitch those voters who don’t have to pay anything and just have to cast a light vote. Here, facing war, every participant has to put in real time and energy, endure repeated spiritual failures, and bear a lot of economic losses. In this case, how many people will firmly support this hopeless battle? After all, people will surrender to their own stomachs.

However, instead of delaying slowly and failing after the ammunition and food are exhausted, it is better to take the initiative to attack. At least this painful failure process may be relatively shorter and it will be better for the face.

"Little Dog Jun said it very well, I support it!"

"Since that's the case, I have no objection. Since I want to fail, let's fail vigorously!"

"It's time to be loyal to the Emperor. Everyone has the belief of dying and mustering the courage to perish all the enemies, fight!"

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Fang Zhiwen was leisurely fishing in the pond in the backyard. He caught koi, which was a bit unsightly, but after Fang Zhiwen caught it, he threw it back directly. The fish was not delicious either.

Guo Jia was lying lazily on the stone on the side, basking in the warm sunshine.

"Lord, the fight ahead is quite lively. Let's stay here?"

"We are the reserve team. Besides, now we are using our positions to eliminate the enemy. What are our cavalry doing? Do we force the Japanese back? Isn't it a good thing for them to come out to attack?"

"Uh...I know, but it's boring!"

"You won't practice other skills when you're bored."

Fang Zhiwen said angrily, and after that, he glanced at Tai Shi Zhaorong who was doing needlework beside him, and Jia Lan who was reading books. Both women knew that they would not waste time, but Guo Jia, a smart man, did nothing.

"Uh... lord, my skills have not fallen behind, and it's average of about 60."

"That's because you have too few skills."

Guo Jia burst out laughing. What is the lord’s resentment? Could it be that his skill list is too long!

Taishi Zhaorong also looked at her husband with amusement. Her husband's skill list was really scary, and his average level was only 47 or 8.

Fang Zhiwen naturally knew what they were laughing at. Fortunately, the loyal Jialan didn't laugh, but what does her eyes mean? Is it pity? Fang Zhiwen was so angry about it.

"I said Fengxiao, you can go to the office and stay there."

"What am I going there? It's gloomy and cold. There are suns here, which is very good!"

"Don't you wait for the battle report?"

"I have asked someone to send it here. I have worked in the open air and saved a lot of charcoal."

Fang Zhiwen rolled his eyes, too lazy to deal with this lazy person.

Just as he was saying this, a guard hurriedly walked in and handed Guo Jia the latest information scroll. Guo Jia turned over and sat up, sitting cross-legged on the big rock. If he gave him another whisk, it would be quite out of the way.

"Hey, the Japanese offensive is still strengthening, and the focus is all concentrated in the east. The Fifth Legion of the Tiandihui Society, as a reserve team, has also been transferred. Do you want to break through?"

"Impossible." Fang Zhiwen continued lightly, without twisting his head, and his eyes were still staring at the fish float gently shaking on the water.

Guo Jia nodded: "Well, too, you may suffer greater losses from breaking through. I guess you will still struggle to die. Do you want to be defeated in a vigorous battle?"

"This is in line with the character of the Japanese. You can ask Zhang Zhiyuan and the others for some internal information to see how the Japanese are publicized. I guess this publicity is very passionate."

"Are you preparing for the long-term war of resistance in the future?"

"It should be."

"Husband, don't they want to fight quickly before starving to death!"

Guo Jia and Fang Zhiwen were both stunned, and then both laughed. Fang Zhiwen turned his head and looked at Taishi Zhaorong in surprise and said, "Rong'er is right. In fact, that's the case. However, in order to whitewash this simple and helpless decision, the Japanese will definitely have more rhetoric. From a political point of view, even a doomed failure has its value. Therefore, it is inevitable not to waste any opportunity to obtain benefits."

"Haha, in Mr. Lin's words, this is called extracting the final value."

Taishi Zhaorong curled her lips. She really couldn't be interested in these things. Anyway, she knew that she had guessed the Japanese right.

"By the way, what's going on with the famine? Is there any news for Bongxian and the others to come back?"

"The famine is very serious. It's winter now, and there is not even a grassroots on the mountain. Judging from Fengxian and their battle reports, although the Japanese were huddled in the city, they still came out to the mountains to find food at night. The Japanese troops also tried hard to chase and suppress the wild monsters, not to level, but dry food was exploded from the wild monsters."

"Is this method? Then has the dry food exploded on the wild monsters increased?"

"Haha, yes, but it's a drop in the bucket. In fact, there are not many Japanese troops who dare to move in the wild now. Moreover, our scattered soldiers and martial artists have a large range of activities. Once discovered, they will summon Fengxian and they will attack."

Fang Zhiwen looked at the thin ice on the water surface, shook his head and said, "It's just winter. I want to wait until the harvest next year, tsk tsk..."

"Harvest? They can have the opportunity to farm. If they don't farm, how can they get a harvest, haha."

Hearing this, Taishi Zhaorong asked with some concern: "Will there be a large number of starvation to death? That's a bit... miserable."

"Rong'er, they can surrender if they are afraid of starving to death, but we will not accept surrender, haha."

"I'm afraid that Yiren will not let them surrender!"

"Then resist! Fengxiao, go and talk to Zhang Zhiyuan that this work should be done. In addition, let Dai Yilong work harder and a lot of merits are waiting for him!"

"Haha, OK!"

The battlefield in Kyoto became more and more lively. The Japanese attacked out of normalcy and seemed to have slightly regained the sluggish morale of the Japanese army. However, a counterattack would cost a price, especially when musketeers counterattack the fortresses of the Han army. In the absence of artillery fire support, the heavy losses of musketeers who lack defense can be described as corpses everywhere, but the Japanese were not intimidated by the heavy losses, and the Japanese seemed increasingly crazy.
Chapter completed!