At this New Year’s banquet, the participants had basically stayed for 24 hours without a rest, but the impact brought by the Chinese Code is too great. All witnesses were highly excited. They would rather use strong tea, coffee and spirits to stimulate their nerves than lie down to rest.

Everyone wants to taste this joy more.

However, once this person does not rest for more than 24 hours, his mental work will cause various confusion in his thinking. In fact, it is not a confusion, which is a wonderful feeling that is difficult to explain.

In this mental state, people will take the initiative while their rationality gradually fades away, just like the slightest resonance after drinking too much wine. The words they say are often without thinking.

Ryuma Sakamoto and Heita No, at the window, were obviously already in this state of fascination. They looked at Hitotaro and turned their eyes to the military camp and the excited samurai team of Fuso sword drawing team.

Ryuma Sakamoto grabbed the wine glass in front of him and took a deep sip and sighed, "As soon as the Chinese Code is released, there may be no other nations in Asia to stand out! I have studied the essence of Western nationalism. Once this spiritual theme with national blood as the bond was formed, the terrifying explosive power was not something that politicians in the past could imagine..."

Nohita nodded and said, "Yes, a country that believes in nationalism, the people's spiritual cohesion, and the ability to allocate social resources are unimaginable to the medieval state... Let the people add a concept of a national family to the concept of a small family, so that people know that their sacrifices and dedication are meaningful..."

"Elevate the selfishness of the people for their own families to their own nations, which is the original power to gather the core spirit of a country..."

Hinaro picked up the wine glass from the cabinet next to him and walked over, wanting to join them in the chat, but as soon as he took a step, he was stunned by the casual words from Ryuma Sakamoto.

"There is no hope in Japan. The Prime Minister's Chinese order is too attractive to the lower-class people of Japan. Look at these soldiers and then look at the immigrants of Naha! They are now proud of entering the Chinese. I am afraid that all the Japanese will submit their applications in three days..."

Noheita also shook his head, "Yes, although the Chinese order requires all applicants to speak Chinese and write Chinese characters... But this is not a problem for us Japanese people. Originally, Japanese characters originated from Chinese characters, and there is no high threshold for Japanese people to accept Chinese characters..."

"In less than a year or two, those low-level elite talents in Japan who cannot stand out will probably be cast into the arms of the Chinese... and North Korea, Nanyang and other places will probably have a wave of application!"

"Japan has no future! In the East Asian chess game, it is a world of difference. There is no chance, but the chance..."

The infinite regretful tone angered Hitotaro. Sakamoto Ryuma and the others heard the sound of the Taidao behind them being unsheathed. The cold coldness rushed towards the two of them. Turning their heads and seeing Hitotaro holding the Taidao in his hand cursing.

"Baga! You two ungrateful bastards! Do you dare to betray the Prime Minister? Don't forget your identities. You are also Chinese and are also titled as the Prime Minister..."

At this time, Hietaro also had 24 hours of high-intensity brain exercise, coupled with the stimulation he encountered on the hillside, which made him very impulsive and angry, and he had already cut off without thinking about his brain.

"Haiga! Are you crazy about Hirata?" Noheita swordsman was born with martial arts and had already become a subconscious move. The swordsman, whose body flashed and had not been unsheathed, held Hirata's blade, rushed forward with his right foot and pinned Hirata's lower plate. A light grabber overturned him to the ground.

Ryuma Sakamoto was also stunned, "Bingta...what are you going to do?"

Hidetaro, who was rolling up from the ground, rushed forward with a knife again, "You two dare to betray the Prime Minister! You are Yang Zhi Er... You dare to attack your godfather behind your back! Death!"

At this time, Noheita and Sakamoto Ryuma realized that what they had just said had made Hitotaro ambiguity. The two of them quickly explained, "No! Hitota, don't think wrong, we have no intention of betraying the Prime Minister... We just expressed our feelings, and our hometown has missed this great change that has not been seen in three thousand years!"

"We are definitely not betraying the Prime Minister, calm down..."

Once a person's aura becomes weak, the skill in his hands will also become weak. No Heita is actually Hitoro's swordsman enlightenment master, and he is still this boy's brother-in-law. He should not be suppressed by him.

But when Heita Nobuya recalled the conversation he had just had with Ryuma Jun, he was also furious in his back, and those words were indeed too easy to misunderstand.

Ryuma Sakamoto was also a student of the famous Edo Kendo Kindo, and his sword skills were far superior to those of Hitotaro, but he also realized this problem. His momentum was taken away in an instant, and he was in a disadvantage in the fight.

Ping-pong ding-dong! The entire command center was in chaos, and Takaro rushed towards the two lords like a crazy whirlwind. The sword danced and the room was full of murderous aura.

The fighting alarmed the soldiers outside, and the guards rushing into the door were stunned and at a loss. They did not expect that the three Japanese nobles who were first named to be in a quarrel at this moment.

I was in a daze for only three seconds, and then the plot of the Japanese samurai's natural lord appeared. The three guards pulled out the knife and went to protect the master without saying a word. No one analyzed the right and wrong at all.

This was a mess. The fight between the three people suddenly turned into a melee of fifteen people. The foul-fire problem in the bones of these Japanese samurai was in trouble again.

Bushido emphasizes absolute loyalty to the emperor, loyalty to the lord but without national consciousness. Although Xiao Letian has been brainwashing them in the army, this situation is no longer obvious to the sword-drawing team members, but some habits are deeply rooted and cannot be erased in one or two years.

When the guards saw that their general was going to suffer, they immediately forgot their daily comrades and even more so that the Prime Minister had taught in recent years. They subconsciously drew their swords and slashed each other. In less than five minutes, they seriously injured two people and countless minor injuries.

The entire military camp was in chaos now. When the soldiers who were eating saw that the three commanders were in chaos, they were stunned and actually bombed the camp! This was an unimaginable bizarre event. It was not yet half a day since the Chinese Code was promulgated, but the Fusang Legion actually bombed the camp.

It doesn't matter to Ryuma Sakamoto. His work is mainly responsible for Fuso's intelligence and some cultural and political work. There are only more than 20 guards following him in the military camp. This force can't cause trouble even if it wants to cause trouble.
Chapter completed!