Age of Conquest Reborn

Amidst the overwhelming artillery fire, Prince Zain fled back to Tokyo in a hurry with the personnel of the Home Defense Zone Headquarters. Unable to catch his breath, he asked the chief of staff, Lieutenant General Yamaguchi, to redeploy the troops to the defense zone that had withdrawn to Tokyo city and arrange for a temporary commander.

He was in a position to support the overall situation. He took a car and took several guards with him, and rushed to the palace as fast as he could to meet his brother, the emperor, to discuss countermeasures.

A low-key, very low-key motorcade drives through the streets of Tokyo. Everywhere you can see queues of soldiers marching in a panic, as well as Tokyo citizens walking in a hurry as if the sky is falling. The whole city is filled with fear, chaos, and despair.

In a helpless and helpless atmosphere, the China Division troops invaded the mainland of the empire. After several bloody battles, and now the troops pressed into the territory, destroying the backbone of the empire. Seeing this, Prince Zai Ren felt a sense of despair in his heart.

There was also an atmosphere of panic in Hirohito's palace. As soon as Prince Zairen's car arrived, he could smell this atmosphere, which made him very disgusted. After he got off the car, Asakawa, the chief guard, looked around at the entrance of the palace.

The lieutenant general hurriedly came forward and said: "Your Highness, His Majesty the Emperor is waiting for you in the palace, please come with me!"

Prince Zai Ren remained silent and followed the captain of the guard Asakawa, but he knew very well in his heart that his brother, the emperor, had grass growing in his shoes and his feet were barren. He was helpless and was waiting eagerly for him to come.

For a moment, a sense of sacred mission arose in his heart.

In the empty palace, Hirohito shunned everyone, just like an ant on a hot pot, restless. When he saw Zairen coming in, his eyes lit up, then dimmed, and he coughed violently.

I have been busy working on the front line for about a few months. I didn't see my elder brother, the emperor, who was living in the palace. His great changes surprised Prince Zai Ren. He lost a lot of weight. Originally, he had lost a lot of weight.

His thin body was even more frail. His face, which was already rarely pale, was covered with a thick layer of sallow, his eyes were dim and lifeless, and after he coughed, a sickly flush appeared.

"Brother, your body...?" Prince Zai Ren felt sad in his heart and asked with concern.

"It doesn't matter!" Hirohito interrupted Zai Ren. He said: "It's just a minor problem, Zai Ren. I know you are coming back to see me. I just want to ask you one question. You have to answer truthfully. How long can Tokyo hold on? In the end,

Can it be defended?

"Brother Imperial, based on my judgment, Tokyo can hold on for at least a year and a half!" Prince Zai Ren sighed and replied, but he knew very well that it was mostly to comfort his elder brother, the Emperor. How many days can Tokyo hold on?

It depends on Tang Qiuli, the China devil outside the city. I can say for sure that once the China division troops attack the city, Tokyo can hold on for six months, which is already the limit.

"What about one and a half years later?" Hirohito asked, staring at Zairen with his narrow eyes, his eyes complex, including disbelief, more hope and a little confusion.

"This..." Zai Ren was speechless. He didn't know how to answer. He was also at a loss, even desperate, about the future and destiny of the Japanese Empire. He could support himself and fight the Chinese devil with nothing more than determination.

It was just a burst of courage, but he didn't know if courage without capital could change the fate of the empire.

"I understand!" Hirohito said painfully: "Zairen, before you return to Tokyo, I have already met with several important members of the base camp, including Army Minister Yoneuchi Koichi, Navy Minister Nagano Shuzan, Foreign Ministry Minister Kage Sasaki, etc.

We have discussed that when necessary, the empire can seek peace from that Chinese devil Tang Qiuli in order to preserve the last bit of blood in the empire. I want to hear your opinion?"

Probably because he spoke too hastily, Hirohito's face turned red as he coughed violently again.

"Seek peace?" Prince Zai Ren was confused for a moment, and then a heartbreaking pain hit his heart. At this moment, if he actually asked for peace, the Japanese Empire would have to pay a heavy price. People in China said

After all, "Alliance under the City!" It was a request for peace under gunpoint.

It seems like a lifetime ago, more than forty years ago, the Empire of Japan took advantage of the victory of the Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese War and signed the Treaty of Shimonoseki with the then Qing government, laying the foundation for the rise of the empire. It was a typical "alliance under the city walls."

More than forty years later, it was the empire's turn to sue for peace at the gunpoint of the Chinese. Things have turned, and what the Chinese said is true!

Zai Ren's heart was so gloomy that there was no light at all. He knew very well the price that the "Alliance Under the City" had to pay, but he still asked in a hoarse voice: "Brother, what price is the empire prepared to pay to fight against the Chinese devil Tang Qiuli?"

Seek peace?"

"Cede Hokkaido, Kyushu Island and Shikoku Island, the Hawaiian Islands, the Ryukyu Islands, and all the overseas islands of the empire to the Chinese people as long-standing colonies!" Hirohito said with the same painful cheek twitching: "The empire only retains Honshu Island.

This place is used as a place to recuperate and recuperate. At the same time, the imperial army is cancelled, only a certain number of policemen are retained, and military expenses are compensated equivalent to three million taels of gold!"

"Brother Imperial!" Prince Zai Ren shouted angrily: "The price the empire has paid is too great. Once peace is sought on these terms, the empire will never be able to turn around, and its subjects will fall under the rule of the Chinese for generations!

"

"Zai Ren, apart from this, is there any other way for the empire to avoid the fate of national subjugation?" Hirohito's tone was much calmer, probably numbed by the pain, and said: "Reserve a corner of Honshu Island and use it to

Recuperate and recuperate, endure the humiliation and bear the burden, and continue to preserve the blood of the empire. There will be a chance for a comeback, which is better than destroying the country!"

"Brother Emperor, since you and the ministers in the base camp have made a decision, I can only support you, Brother Emperor!" Prince Zai Ren knew that what he was telling the truth, and said with determination and sincerity: "

Have you decided who will be sent to negotiate peace with the Chinese devil Tang Qiuli? I am willing to go, and I will bear all the shame and infamy. I will not let the honor of the emperor be shamed! In the future, the empire will still need the emperor.

It unites people’s hearts!”

"Zai Ren..." Hirohito cried out sadly, choked with sobs, and stepped forward to hold Zai Ren's hand with tears in his eyes. He was speechless. At this moment, he truly felt the warmth of his blood relatives.

This clever and scheming younger brother always takes great precautions and plays tricks on emperors, but at the most critical moment, he is still a brother! None of the important ministers dared to stand up and take on the important responsibilities.

"Okay! Okay!" Hirohito wiped away his tears and said hello happily, "I'll bother you. I will serve as the chief representative of the peace negotiation. However, you still need a strong intermediary to guarantee all the terms after the peace negotiation.

All can be implemented, but I can’t trust that Chinese devil Tang Qiuli!”

"After discussing with the ministers, I believe that only by asking the German head of state Hitler to be the intermediary can we ensure stability, supervise the implementation of the peace terms, and curb the greed of the China devil Tang Qiuli!"

"I have already sent a telegram to Hitler in my own name, asking him to help the empire at a critical moment. It is estimated that in a week or so, the Germans will have an attitude. What I am most worried about now is that the China devil cannot wait.

Launch an attack on Tokyo. Once Tokyo falls, it will be too late!"

The overall idea was determined, and Zai Ren's mind became more flexible. He thought for a while and said: "Brother, please rest assured that I will let the China Devil Tang Qiuli know through certain channels that the empire is preparing to negotiate peace with him and that the empire is opening up."

The conditions he will come out with will prevent his attempt to attack Tokyo in the short term!"

"Furthermore, according to my brother's observation, after capturing Yokohama, Kofu and Urawa, the China Division troops did not take advantage of the situation to attack Tokyo. Instead, they deployed their troops in the suburbs of Tokyo. Tang Qiuli probably had this idea too, right? After all, once the Imperial soldiers in Tokyo

He and the citizens must resist desperately with determination. Even if he captures Tokyo, the price he will pay will be extremely heavy!"

"Okay!" After listening to Zai Ren's analysis, Hirohito seemed to be greatly relieved. A long-lost smile appeared on his pale face. He patted Zai Ren on the shoulder and said expectantly: "Zai Ren, negotiate for peace.

I will entrust you with all your affairs!"

Yokohama, a place very close to Tokyo, among the ruins, one of the few intact buildings has become the frontline headquarters of the division. At this moment, the sunset has already set in the west, and the blood-like glow on the horizon has enveloped this city that has not yet seen smoke.

The ruined city is scattered.

Tang Qiuli was smoking a cigarette, standing on the balcony of the highest floor, looking at the hazy Tokyo in the distance at dusk. More than a dozen special guards were scattered in different landings. At his feet, on the streets covered with broken bricks and tiles, groups of

The Japanese were gathered together and then rushed onto trucks. Under the escort of heavily armed soldiers, they headed towards the northwest of Honshu Island. The long convoy rolled up puffs of smoke and dust.

After encircling Tokyo, Tang Qiuli did not allow a single Japanese to stay around Tokyo. Since he had made up his mind to slowly kill Hirohito and Zairen, he had to eliminate all unstable factors. At this moment, Tang Qiuli

, the question of how much it would cost to rebuild Yokohama suddenly came to mind. The whole city was blown to pieces, it would definitely cost a lot of money, and he felt very sad.

"It's a bit more than worth the loss!" Tang Qiuli shook his head with a wry smile. Tens of thousands of artillery pieces and thousands of planes, two hours of shelling and bombing, didn't kill many Japanese soldiers, but blew Yokohama to pieces.

"Commander! Why are you here? Let me look for you upstairs and downstairs!" Lieutenant General Zhao Yuhe, the division commander's chief of staff, held a telegram in his hand and walked up in a hurry, far away from Da Da.

Just shouted.

Tang Qiuli interrupted his thoughts and said with a smile: "Yuhe, what's the important thing? If you, the chief of staff, are in such a hurry, it's not like the Japanese troops retreating into Tokyo. Have you made any new moves?"

"I'm not the division commander. There is no unusual behavior by the Japanese troops in Tokyo. This is the latest important information obtained by the Intelligence Department!" Zhao Yuhe said concisely and concisely.

(To be continued)(To be continued)

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