Who is going to Tokyo?
Of course it’s Emperor Zhu Da!
After more than twenty days of sailing, we finally arrived in Japan!
When the fleet sailed into Tokyo Bay, Emperor Zhu Da deliberately stood on the deck. He stared at Tokyo Bay and looked at the Japanese-style sailboats on the sea. At this time, his mood was very excited.
"The Han flag is flying on the top of Mount Fuji, and the orchid is drunk under the cherry blossom trees!"
Now at this moment, his dream can finally become a reality. This dream has been the dream of many generations of Chinese people.
"I believe that one day our flag will fly high on Mount Fuji!"
Well, martyrs from another world, don't worry, your simplest wish has been fulfilled for you today.
At this moment, he seemed to be relieved, not only because his dream came true, but also because at this moment, some things could really be changed.
Of course, it is impossible to completely overturn. In the next few years, 400,000 samurai will go out from here. They will use samurai swords to open up Africa for the Ming Empire. Millions of Japanese will fight against yellow fever, cholera, dengue fever,
Suffering from dysentery, malaria and other diseases, they spent their lives in Africa to contribute to the Ming Dynasty's African cause. At the same time, millions of women and men would flock to the Ming Dynasty to give birth to children for the Ming Dynasty men.
This is the real conquest... The so-called conquest is definitely not just military conquest. There is also a kind of complete conquest from soul to body.
And this kind of conquest is exactly what Emperor Zhu Da longed for. After all, this kind of conquest is the real conquest and the real domestication.
Thinking of the "grand project" of domesticating Japan, Emperor Zhu Da felt excited. How could he not be excited?
Because at this moment, everything changed.
"Well, let them use their blood to atone for their sins in Africa!"
When Emperor Zhu Da sighed like this, he didn't know that Tokyo had become a sea of joy, and those "simple" Tokyoites expressed their gratitude in the simplest and most direct way.
The streets were full of cheering people. The Japanese, who had been living under the tyranny of the Westerners, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The Ming fleet arrived, and the resentment that had been suppressed deep in my heart for many days was finally released at this moment.
"Banzai of the Ming Empire!"
"The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is Banzai..."
Men and women held hands in joy on the streets, shouting and venting to their heart's content. Almost everyone from the safe zone to the occupied zone was like this.
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Takahashi Korekiyo and his students shouted excitedly in the crowd. He saw many people holding hand-painted sun and moon flags and waving them there. It seemed that at this time, they were Ming people.
Are they from Ming Dynasty?
Of course not, but it does not prevent them from expressing their feelings for Ming Dynasty in the most simple way.
I have to say that for today's Japanese people, their most simple emotion is - Dad Ming is really good.
Dad, love me again!
Korekiyo Takahashi was also a little excited. In such a sea of joy, how could he not be excited?
"This is gratitude from the bottom of my heart!"
Takahashi Korekiyo praised in this way.
"Sir, how can we not be grateful? You know, who in the world would offend Britain and the United States for the sake of little Japan? Apart from them, there is no one else..."
"Oh, Ming Dynasty is really a country of benevolence and righteousness!"
Ming Dynasty is benevolent and righteous. Of course, this kind of benevolence and righteousness comes from contrast. For the Japanese in enemy-occupied areas, they seem to be a little forgetful. Facing thousands of Japanese coming out of their homes, looking at those
The Japanese, who used to be submissive, suddenly seemed to have exploded. When they shouted loudly, the occupying forces became a little nervous. The usually arrogant sailors looked at the Japanese on the streets in horror.
When they gathered together, they had only one thought in their hearts - fear!
Yes, they will definitely be scared and worried. After all, there are more than 200,000 Japanese in the occupied areas, and how many are there?
There are only about 2,000 people, plus at most a few thousand more maintenance members holding wooden sticks and samurai swords. With such a small number of people, facing so many citizens, how could they not be afraid or worried?
Especially these excited citizens are now walking in one direction - the seaside, they are going to welcome the arrival of the Ming Dynasty fleet.
"Tom, they're coming, the damn yellow-skinned monkeys are coming towards us!"
Amidst the deafening sound of "Banzai", the sailors became a little nervous.
"Damn it, let them all go back, go back immediately!"
Facing these Japanese people roaring in like a wave, the naval officers of the United Kingdom and the United States all became nervous. Besides being nervous, their expressions were also angry. How could they do it in front of these yellow-skinned monkeys?
Afraid?
"Warning, you must disperse immediately and return home, otherwise, you will be responsible for all the consequences!"
The officers shouted loudly, and the people who maintained the meeting shouted in Japanese to ask the people to leave. Faced with such an expulsion, the Tokyo citizens who suddenly had a backer and a backbone were brave, and they responded directly and loudly:
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"We are going to the beach to greet the Chinese fleet!"
"It is our duty to welcome the Chinese fleet!"
Faced with the obstruction of the Westerners, these suffering Tokyoites seemed unwilling to compromise. They continued to move forward, completely unafraid. It seemed that all of them were extremely courageous at this moment.
Facing these desperate Japanese, Major Anderson raised his brows.
"What a group of guys who don't care about life and death! Raise the gun!"
gun!
Raised from the hands of the sailors, a Gatling gun was pointed at the people on the street.
Facing the black muzzle of the gun, the people on the street did not stop their steps. They walked forward step by step with firm expressions. Ida, who was walking at the front, was holding a Ming Dynasty flag in his hand.
As he walked, he shouted.
"Great Ming Dynasty!"
"Da Ming, all is well..."
Although his Chinese was not standard, the pronunciation of these words was not very different from Chinese. As they moved forward step by step, several foreign reporters captured this scene with their cameras. At this moment, these British, American and other countries
The reporters were also impressed by the courage of Tokyoites.
"What a brave group of people!"
Just as Thompson finished speaking, he heard the major's shout.
"Fire!"
Gunfire rang out, and at the same time as the sailors pulled the trigger, the Gatling gun also fired. The sudden gunfire shocked everyone, and the bullets roared out, knocking down the Japanese in front one by one.
, and for a time the streets were filled with rivers of blood.
The reporters were stunned by the scene in front of them. For a moment, they even forgot to press the shutter of the camera, but soon they picked up the camera one after another and recorded the massacre in front of them on film.
This is a massacre!
Although people around him kept falling, and bullets flying everywhere, Ida still held high the flag of the Ming Dynasty and walked forward stubbornly. Finally, he was hit by a bullet. The moment the bullet hit him, he almost
He fell down, but he still stubbornly held the flagpole and tried to move forward.
"Long live the Ming Dynasty..."
While shouting this sentence with all his strength, Ida fell to his knees silently, his hand still holding the flag tightly.
Although flying bullets hit Ida's body from time to time, his body was still holding the flag. The sun and moon flag was riddled with bullet holes, and corpses under the flag were scattered everywhere. When he was about to fall, another Japanese
He rushed forward and continued to hold up the flag.
A flag, a group of people, a pile of corpses!
This was a beautiful and shocking picture. Faced with such a scene, all the Western reporters were stunned. They even shouted excitedly at the sailors.
"Stop shooting, stop quickly..."
This chapter has been completed!