At the last moment of his life, he still did not regret agreeing to the request of the Military Affairs Office. After all, he had the opportunity to compete with the Chinese samurai and the opportunity to be loyal to the emperor. As a samurai, he would not give up.

He only had some regrets and his last slight attachment to his relatives...

He failed, but he believed that no one would make things difficult for his wife and son. On the contrary, his wife and son would get a large amount of money and live a very comfortable life because he used his life to prove that he was a qualified warrior.

This is the Bushido spirit of Neiri. It is difficult for people who grew up under the distorted Shinto beliefs of Neiri. This behavior of committing suicide after failure is difficult to understand.

In the hearts of the Ming Ri people, there is a flower that is very consistent with the image of a samurai, that is, the cherry blossoms, whether it is her overall group or the withered beauty...

People in Ming Ri believe that the most beautiful time for cherry blossoms is not when they bloom, but when they wither. The cherry blossoms do not bloom for a long time, but withering has a characteristic, that is, all the cherry blossoms in the mountains have withered overnight, and no flower is left alone on the branches.

This is the spiritual realm advocated by the Warrior of the Mid Ri. He reaches the peak of his life in a moment of dazzling beauty and maximizes his own value, and then ends his life without any lingeringly.

The samurai committed suicide not because he could not afford to lose, nor because he felt ashamed of failure, so he committed suicide because he was humiliated. The samurai was not so fragile. He committed suicide because he felt that he had done his best and had understood his wishes. It was impossible for his life to be greater glorious. At this time, he should wither without any nostalgia like a cherry blossom.

For example, a warrior admires a master of swordsmanship and wants to duel with him. He exhausted his energy and practiced hard. After many years of preparation, he finally had this opportunity. This person regards this duel as the most glorious moment in his life, as if he survived just to wait for this duel. But as soon as he fought, he found that he was no match at all.

The failed warrior committed suicide, not because he felt regret and humiliation, but because he felt very satisfied. He felt that his life's goals had been achieved, he worked hard, and got the opportunity. In the duel, his life had released the greatest glory. After this glory, his life should end abruptly and he should not have any nostalgia.

Therefore, the suicide of a warrior is not as many people think that they have to wash away shame or cannot afford to lose. On the contrary, this is due to their own awareness of their own life, a judgment that they have reached the peak, a satisfaction, and a yearning for the sad and beautiful cherry blossoms withering.

Of course, everything is wise and has a different opinion. Some people will agree with this spirit, and some people will sneer at it.

But no matter what, compared with Koizumi Kotomizu and Sato Yuko, a tuft of hair is indeed more decisive and more bachelor. In the words of the Hidden Hito, it is indeed more like a real warrior.

However, not everyone in the Ming Ri people are seekers of the spirit of the Bushido. It can even be said that among the Ming Ri people, there are not many warriors like a tuft of hair.

From the fact that the Bushido spirit was used as a smoke bomb by the Hitori people, and now the behavior of Koizumi Koizumi and Sato Soko, who are hiding among a group of monsters, also proves that Hitori's Warshido began to decline.

Takahashi Yichuangjiu, who was offline, was very angry, but at this moment his angry target was no longer those useless guys. He put all his anger on his allies. If the European and American Legions and the Philippine Legions marched with all their strength, if these two legions could fight to kill the enemy like his Nether Japanese Legions, no matter how strong the Chinese area is, how can they resist it?

Just as he was about to negotiate with Lieutenant General Hams, Qiqisi Jialian, another bad news made him unable to help but punch the wooden wall, making a hole in the thick wooden wall. Of course, Takahashi's fist is not easy to use. After all, time is arousing, and he is no longer the young Takahashi Jun.

One bad news after another made Takahashi Yichuangjiu's spirit become more and more intense. If he didn't think of a solution, the army in the Chinese region would once again enter the Mingri District.

Could it be that players who have not yet made four-turns to resist these four-turn players who are like wolves and tigers? Or should people who are online in other periods of time in China who are online temporarily?

But soon, Takahashi Yichuangjiu shot the latter idea, because it was undoubtedly the act of digging a grave. Even the first idea was suspected of digging a grave. After all, the third-turn player is the main reserve force. This is the same as the use of a boy scout who was less than ten years old in war in ancient times. Isn’t it a behavior of cutting off his own way?

Before the last resort, Takahashi Yichuangjiu would never, and he would not dare to give such an order.

Just hold on for a few more hours... When the time for players to go online tonight is up, the offensive level of the Chinese area will collapse, and the Mingri District can regain its foothold and give itself a day to renovate and devote all its military power to defense. There will be no big problem in defending the Mingri District.

Although anxious and angry, Takahashi Yichuangjiu did not lose his mind. In this situation, he had to admit that there was only one way to solve the endgame of Ming Ri, that is, the Allies. Only by seeking help from the European and American zones and the Philippine zone again, even if it was just one side of the help, the losses of Ming Ri District could be reduced a lot.

Takahashi Yichuangjiu's main lobby is naturally the Phyllia District. After all, the Phyllia Legion has not withdrawn yet, and has always restrained nearly 500,000 troops from the Jiuli Division and Tianmeng Division in the Chinese Region. Only the European and American Legion directly retreated to the occupied Blood Demon City.

Weiwei filtered the current situation in her mind, and the clear ideas made Takahashi Yichuangjiu gradually return to a little bit of confidence. He believed that there was no hurdle that could not be overcome.

Lieutenant General Hams and Chichisgalian agreed to the meeting, causing the heaviest stone hanging in Takahashi Yichuangjiu to fall down, while other groups of doubts arose in his heart at the same time, but no matter what was waiting for him, he had to do this because he had no other way.

The same secret basement, the same holographic projection meeting method, and even the atmosphere seemed to be the same. Only one day apart, the top leaders of the Virtual Operations Department of the District 3 met again.

However, this meeting did not preface the anger of Lieutenant General Hams. The man who was like an angry lion yesterday was as quiet as a big tabby cat, or an honest tabby cat with harmless humans and animals. He smiled and said: "Mr. Takahashi, didn't he just meet yesterday? Why did he have to have an interview again?"

"Yes, Mr. Takahashi, if you don't sit in Mingri District to fight against China, why are you free to come to us for tea?"

Qiqisi Jialian's strange words made Takahashi Yichuangjiu scream in secret. Why did this woman who was still old yesterday and talk with her today?
Chapter completed!