America 1881: Legend of the West

As a martial arts master, Haruma Yamamoto knows that no matter how fast his fists or feet are, he cannot be as fast as a gun.

He did not choose to charge with Yamada Sho's apprentice, but hid behind the wooden box to observe the situation.

After seeing those rogues being swept away like wheat, the Grand Master turned around and ran away.

He didn't care at all that there were hundreds of thousands of people behind him, and there were a lot of casualties.

What is a master? After defeating those who are stronger than yourself, the one left who can beat you the most is the Grandmaster.

In less than five minutes, Haruma Yamamoto disappeared without a trace.

Under the crossfire of three Maxims, the Ronin suffered heavy casualties, blood flowed into rivers, and the ground was full of mutilated corpses and wailing wounded. .

Even if a will is as strong as steel, it will soon melt into molten iron under the despair of death.

The Japanese position finally began to waver.

"Come with me and fight them back!" Chen Jianqiu raised his gun high and shouted at the soldiers who were still capable of fighting.

The red-eyed soldiers were full of fighting spirit and rushed after Chen Jianqiu with howls.

The Lancers and the surviving Ronins were quickly driven out of Chinatown and rushed towards the foot of the mountain where the Japanese lived.

They passed the ruins of the seaside watchtower.

An area of ​​several hundred meters with the sentry tower as the center was already a scorched earth.

There was a lot of movement in Chinatown, and the whole of Honolulu noticed it, including the indigenous residents and the superior white people.

At first they thought the Chinese were celebrating something similar to the Spring Festival, setting off firecrackers.

But with the addition of the three cannons on the "Kun", the situation began to develop into unknown territory for the citizens.

No other kind of firecracker makes this noise!

Their unease began to grow.

In a stone building in downtown Honolulu, White Safety Council leader Lauren Thurston and U.S. Ambassador to Hawaii Stevens were in a plush second-floor office.

One of them was pacing back and forth in the room, the other was sitting in a chair and fell into silence.

Both men were anxiously awaiting the latest news.

"Thurston, can you stop dangling in front of me? I'm dizzy!" Stevens was the first to lose his composure and said impatiently to the pacing man.

He and Thurston were planning a coup against Queen Liliuokalani.

Stevens already had broad support in the House of Representatives in Washington for adding Hawaii to the American sphere of influence.

At this juncture, the sound of cannons and gunshots suddenly came from the beach in Honolulu.

Stevenson ran through all the possibilities in his mind.

The result made him more anxious.

Hawaii is very important because of its geographical location.

It is a gas station on the Pacific Ocean. Whether it is from Asia to North America or from North America to Asia, ships passing by will stop here for replenishment.

In addition to the United States, both ambitious Asian countries like Japan and established imperialist powers like Britain and France have a strong interest in this place.

Japan is not afraid, but if Britain and France really intervene, it will be really troublesome.

Lauren Thurston is no less anxious than Stevens.

As the representative of Hawaii's white planters, he had long cherished the wish to annex the island to the Union.

He worked hard for this for many years.

Two generations and decades of hard work will depend on the effectiveness of this coup.

No one wants anything to happen suddenly at this time.

He ignored Stevenson and continued to pace the room.

Only in this way can he relieve some anxiety and make his manic and depressed heart calmer.

Just then, the door suddenly rang.

"Come in!" Thurston and Stevens shouted almost simultaneously.

The door was opened, and a man dressed like a postman rushed in, panting and coming to the two of them.

"We found out that the Japanese and Chinese were fighting! The fighting took place in Chinatown, and houses were burned inside and outside. The fighting was so fierce that almost no one dared to come close!"

Thurston and Stevenson were relieved to hear that the fight was between the Japanese and the Chinese.

If these two groups of people want to fight, let them fight. It is best to fight more intensely and bleed each other.

It would be best if they all get out of Hawaii.

No, we still need to keep some. If everyone gets out of the sugar cane fields and docks, who will do the work? Black? That's not as good as these two!

But Thurston suddenly thought of a question and asked again:

"What about the sound of cannons? What's going on with the sound of cannons?!"

"It is said that it came from an armed merchant ship on the sea near the pier, flying the American flag!" the postman replied.

The coffee cup that Ambassador Stevenson just picked up almost fell to the ground.

Armed merchant ships?

Isn't this kind of trick often done by the U.S. Navy? What bullshit armed merchant ships, the length-to-width ratio is simply ridiculous, each one is more fierce than the other in a fight!

However, why didn’t he know that the U.S. Navy was taking such actions?

After all, he is the U.S. ambassador to Hawaii, why should he be notified?

"Where was the bombardment?" Stevenson asked in a calm voice.

His mind was now filled with random thoughts again.

This coup plan was supported by the previous President Harrison and his Republican cabinet. As for the new President Cleveland's ideas, Stevenson was not sure yet.

However, in order to appease Thurston and others, he took it upon himself to tell the rebellious white estate owners in Hawaii:

The new presidential team also supports the annexation plan! In this regard, this administration is no different than the last.

If this is really a special operation by the Navy and Washington to circumvent themselves, the prospect of a coup will become confusing again.

"Oh, you said shelling. A lot of shells were fired near a sentry tower in the middle of the Japanese and Chinatown territories."

"Did anyone else get hit?" Stevenson continued to ask.

"No." The postman shook his head, "The sentry tower was destroyed, and some scattered Japanese buildings nearby were also bombed, but there were no other casualties other than the Japanese."

After listening to this, Stevenson's mind became even more confused.

After thinking for a long time, he made a preliminary judgment.

This may be the U.S. government using the Chinese to teach the Japanese who don’t know how to be humble.

The Japanese government does have ambitions to get involved in Hawaii, and the "King Kong" has indeed been wandering in nearby waters before.

But they are currently at war with an aging empire in East Asia.

North Korea or Hawaii, they have to choose one!

"I judge that these things have no impact on us!" Stevenson made his final judgment, "We just need to be busy with our own affairs. Those two types of people can't make trouble for the time being!"

It must be said that, as the U.S. ambassador to Hawaii, his analysis is not unreasonable.

The defeated Ronin and the remnants of the Phalange fled into the Japanese settlement.

The honest Japanese workers and other residents were a little panicked when they saw the panicked and blood-stained compatriots.

Masao Kameda, the president of Genyosha, who was staying at the headquarters at the foot of the mountain, quickly received the news that these three hundred people were defeated in Chinatown.

"Where is that bastard Haruma Yamamoto? Where have they gone? Why don't you think of a solution?" Kameda Masao half-knelt on the tatami, furious.

"I'm here." Yamamoto appeared at the door of the courtyard.

Half of his clothes were stained with blood from unknown sources, there was an extra bandage on his head, and the machete in his hand was missing several holes.

"My soldiers and I worked hard to kill many enemies. However, the Chinese were well-equipped, large in number, and well prepared. We were ambushed!" Yamamoto said sadly, and then he inserted the machete into the ground. "Those samurai are all heroes, and they will all turn into heroic souls in the shrine!"

His demeanor could deceive others, but he could not deceive Kameda Masao.

The old man's face was uncertain.

But in the end, Yamamoto Haruma was not allowed to commit suicide.

He now has one hope.

That is to go to the Japanese ambassador to Hawaii.

Japan will not ignore the Japanese in Hawaii, and the "King Kong" ironclad is definitely not a decoration!