HCB Chapter 172: I am the Great General of Liaodong!
Chapter 172: I am the Great General of Liaodong!
The roar from the snow field is getting more and more shrill!
The sky over the snow field was even rendered blood red.
A shrill roar rang out continuously from the snowfield.
Lin Yan and Fusu with white hair turned their heads at the same time.
In Lin Yan's place, in the snowy field, there is a swelling scarlet ghoul, shouting in a hoarse voice...
"Son... Mommy didn't fulfill the responsibility of educating you, it's a pity! Because Mommy resolutely fought against those beasts, today has come to the eve of sacrifice. 35
"Mother and you will never have the chance to see each other again before you die. I hope you will become an adult soon! My dearest child! Mother doesn't need a thousand words to educate you, but practice to educate you. After you grow up, Hope not to forget that your mother died for the country!"5
The ferocious aura of that female ghost was almost suffocating.
Lin Yan looked at the ghost in shock.
He turned to look at Fusu with white hair.
"..."
Fusu spoke in a low voice.
"Zhao Yeni, was originally a college student at Liaodong Normal University, but the Japanese slaves came and joined the Liaodong Volunteer Force."
"After the fall of Liaodong, the family was wiped out by Japanese slaves and went straight up the mountain to become a bearded lady on the mountain..."
"After I met the Battle League, I took all the beards and joined the Battle League... She was originally a good girl, but then she murdered... Died in the battlefield... When she died, her son, only six years old, would say The first sentence is... don't be a slave to the country!
Lin Yan was shocked beyond words at this moment.
It was the first time he saw the red soul of a woman.
The woman's red soul was extremely ferocious.
But Lin Yan felt that the red soul was beautiful and sassy...it was very beautiful.
And behind the woman's red soul.
There are more red soul awakening.
Before them, they were all white wolves on this snowy field
There is a red soul with a broken body, dragging a machete...
"Liaodong is our hometown, where there are our parents, our wives and children, our brothers and sisters. We must eliminate those bastards. We are willing to die in the battle for the sake of the old folks who rely on the door and look to the south. .35
There is a red soul growing with a big tree, roaring lowly.
"I hate to die against the enemy, and I will leave it as a shame for today. The country is still like this, I don't care about it! I died fighting the enemy, I can't kneel and get shot, and I can't fall down! Let me lean against a tree , I have to sit and die. 263"
There is a red soul, holding a scroll in one hand and a gun in the other...
"I don't know that the difficulty is so far, it has come to the last moment, the country will not be protected, how can the family exist?
"When a man comes brightly, he must die in a bright and upright manner. I seek benevolence and benevolence for the righteousness of life and death, and the purpose of Taishan's feathers has been carefully considered. Even if I die today, my heroic spirit will last forever. Therefore, in this sinister environment, I will follow I didn't take it into consideration. Such as the day when the enemy robs me, when I become benevolent. There is a certain death in life, and death in this situation is the joy of life.
There is also a burly man with fierce eyes, but he is laughing wildly.
"I, Ma Qingyun, have made up my mind, that is, I want to fight with the Japanese slaves! If I make a mistake and cause trouble for Da Xia, you will cut off my head and send it to the general to be punished.
At the same time, above the snowfield, there are more red souls, all awakening!!!
"Looking at the recent situation, the enemy may want to hit the nail again. As long as the enemy invades, we will sacrifice together. Daxia has reached such a point, there is no other way but me to die for it. We must not let the Kwantung troops leave. Liaodong..."
"I believe that as long as we can make this determination, our Daxia and our ethnic group with a history of 5,000 years will never be killed by the hands of the three Japanese slaves on the island. The determination to die for Daxia is unclear. The stone is not rotten, and it will never change in the slightest! I would like to encourage it with you all.
"If I don't die, I will do my duty to kill the enemy one day; if the enemy doesn't go for one day, I will be loyal to death."
"My leg is broken, don't worry about me. I am determined to die in order to preserve my national character."
"It is the responsibility of guarding the soil, looking at the north with a split canthus, and never crossing the south, the liver and brain will be wiped out, and I will not hesitate to do so."
"Yue Wumu died heroically for his country at the age of 38, and I have passed the age of 38, and I have no resentment for the death of Daxia.
"Liaodong is my burial place, goodbye friends in the next life!
"Why do you deal with Daxia? I'd rather fight a dead ghost than be a slave to a subjugated country! 99
wind!!!
Gale!!!
Above the snowfield, everything is windy.
The violent wind lifted the snow on the ground.
Behind Lin Yan, even Zhu Yuanzhang squinted slightly at this moment.
The red soul here in Liaodong is very special.
very special!!!
There are no specific adjectives to describe them.
There are Liaodong troops that originally belonged to Liaodong.
There are green forests and grasses...
There are scholars in Liaodong - since a hundred years ago to the present, the education rate of Liaodong has been in the forefront of the Daxia prefectures.
There are also people who are cornered and just want to fight with Japanese slaves.
They are like Tianfu Prefecture, in a mass grave.
The combination of those ordinary Tianfu army red souls and general souls.
They were scattered in the snowfield, each with their own abilities, dragged the Kwantung troops of Japanese slaves abruptly, and could not go south...
Lin Yan forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart at this moment.
He turned to look at Fusu with white hair.
The voice is low.
"I need to find the...leader of them!!!
Fusu turned to look at Lin Yan.
He understood what Lin Yan meant.
No matter what the spirit of war is...
On the battlefield, the most important person is always the general.
The general is the true soul of an army.
Fusu looked at the red soul on the snowy field, shouting and killing the sky, and said faintly.
"The Liaodong War Federation has eleven troops and three main areas of activity!"
"To the south is General Yang Yubai, and to the north is General Zhao Mingtong... General Yang was even enslaved by Japanese and called him a "big bandit head"!"
'And General Zhao is the most capable of fighting in the Liaodong Battle League, and its vertical and horizontal north..."
"The Japanese slaves once offered a reward of 10,000 yuan in counterfeit coins to capture the two generals, and even publicly declared that "one tael of bone is worth one tael of gold, and one tael of meat is worth one tael of silver."
"Before and after the battle alliance, there were 60 Japanese slaves who were called "bandit leaders" and had to be removed. The first was Yang Yubai, and the second was Zhao Mingtong."9
"The Liaodong League of War has endured for 14 years in a bitter and cold place! Due to the harsh and cruel environment, Liaodong also suffered a serious setback that was almost destroyed when it finally won. With only 11 troops, nine generals died!
"We fought with Japanese slaves, big and small, about 100,000 times, annihilated 180,000 enemies... and contained the Japanese slave troops, reaching 760,000 at the peak.
"In his heyday, there were about 30,000 people who joined our troops successively, with a total number of about 50,000 people, and the final victory, including those who returned from abroad, was less than 1,000..."
"A few days ago, besides me, the last old soldier from Liaodong... also died!""
"I'm the only one left."
Lin Yan was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, he suddenly felt an indescribable sadness and... loneliness from the body of Fusu with white hair!
I have also drifted for a long time! For thousands of years, I have been deeply grateful, and my teachers and friends have died.
But at this moment, the white-haired Fusu still suppressed the sadness in his heart.
He raised his finger and pointed at the one with the most blood-red fiendish aura among the ferocious ghosts.
It was a headless ghost.
Li Gui stood on the ice field, holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other.
His body was riddled with holes.
But around the body, there is still an indescribable bright red blood.
Those blood demons, around his body, condensed into blood-colored wolves.
Evil wolves have turned into wolves.
Seems to be biting on something.
The white-haired Fusu pointed at the headless red soul like the legendary Xingtian, and spoke faintly.
"That's General Yang Yubai... He told us back then..."
"If we don't go to war, the enemy kills us with bayonets and points to our bones and says '(bedg) Behold, this is a slave!"
"If it wasn't for him back then, Liaodong wouldn't be able to last..."
"If he can be born in Daqin, he must be his father, the favorite kind of general! 35
"Even Daqin may have the possibility of turning the tables..."
"The capital of Yao, the land of Shun, and the title of Yu, are due in Xia, and there are one and a half of shameful ministers."
Lin Yan took a deep breath at this moment.
He looked at the headless red soul.
The breath of the headless red soul.
It's already the pinnacle of the avenue ghost...
Even infinite approach is virtual.
You know, the virtual reality that Lin Yan has seen before...
Without exception, even the one at Kyoto University has experienced hundreds of years.
And this headless red soul.
It has been less than a hundred years since the time of death.
Lin Yan let out a suffocating breath.
He turned his head to look at Fusu with white hair...
"How he sacrificed! 35
"Can you wake up?"
Fusu half lowered his eyes.
"T"
"After he died in battle, his body was humiliated and his head was cut off! 35
"The brothers around me betrayed..."
"The most important thing is... He can't rest assured that Liaodong! If he dies in battle, who else can support Liaodong..."
"When he died, the battle alliance in Liaodong was about to die..."
"That was the cold winter of eighty years ago!
"The Japanese slave Guandong troops, after long-term preparations, specially formulated the "Liaodong Dao Suzheng Plan"!
"They brought tens of thousands of people and started a crusade against the activity area of the First Army..."
"The first unit was then broken into pieces, organized into multiple units, scattered in the mountains, and engaged in sparrow warfare with the enemy.35
"But the Japanese slaves didn't evenly distribute their troops and energy because of this. They only have one target that they are keeping an eye on, and that is General Yang Yubai..."
"Their goal is very simple... use tens of thousands... to stare down a great general!
"I was not by his side at the time, but after the general died, before he lost his mind, his soul found us, and I was with him...because only I could see his soul!"
"He told me... At that time, the brothers he brought with him had run out of supplies... For the supplies, he brought a company, about seventy brothers, and could only prepare to attack the warehouses of Japanese slaves."
"At that time, the snow was too heavy, and before they got to the warehouse, they found that the two regiments of Japanese slaves had reached the bottom of the mountain."
"About seventy people, for two regiments... Ordinary people must be cold... But the leader at that time was Yang Yubai...
"He is the king of the mountains and forests in the eyes of Japanese slaves... and the battlefield is in Liaodong, in the forest sea and snowfield!
"Not only did he break through the siege, but he also took the pursuers of those Japanese slaves and circled the snowy field several times... but there were hundreds of Japanese slaves that he killed..."
"But there are too many people on the other side... He took the Japanese chasing soldiers, and ran in the snow field for nearly two months..."
"In the snowfield, spent New Year's Day...even waiting for New Year's Eve...35
"They could have lived...
"No one is more familiar with this snowy field than Yang Yubai... It's very strange, it's obviously a vast white forest, and if I turn into a blue dragon, I may not be able to remember the road... He has walked through it once, and he knows it like the back of his hand..."
"He is the king in the snowfield, and he is invincible..."
"But there's no way...the first unit...someone has betrayed..."
"In the ancient city of Tong... 51 people have been sentenced to change..."
"General Yang, he told me at the time that it's not that he can't understand them..."
"Liaodong was abandoned by Daxia back then. There were no reinforcements, no supplies, and no support. Everyone felt that Liaodong had been lost... Except for the old soldiers of Liaodong who wanted to go home, no one would help us! 99
"As long as you surrender, you don't have to suffer in the ice and snow, you don't have to have frostbite on your hands and face, you can't sleep peacefully, you don't have to live as a dog for fear of freezing to death in the snow..."
"Those traitors gave the Japanese slaves a road map for the battle alliance to travel in the snowfields..."
"For the first time, the Japanese slaves narrowed the encirclement, leaving General Yang around...more than 200 people. It quickly reduced to 150 people, 100 people, and even more than 50 people. In the end, there were only seven people left by his side!"
"At that time...it was...it was February, and it was the coldest time in the deep mountains of Liaodong. The temperature reached minus forty degrees Celsius, and the trees were so frozen that they clapped, and even the thick trunks were cracked!"
"The Japanese slaves start their last siege and kill..."
"They were also afraid that a simple ground attack would not be effective, and they specially dispatched planes to stare at Yang Yubai from top to bottom. Wherever Yang Yubai went, the planes followed and indicated the target to the troops on the ground.
"They gathered from all directions to Yang Yubai's location, and searched forward tree by tree."
"But General Yang and the others are still withdrawing... I asked him at the time why he didn't fight those Japanese slaves directly..."
"His headless soul wants to scratch his head, but the head is empty..."
"In the end, he was talking to me in a condensed voice... He was a flag of Liaodong, a battle flag... Even if he was destined to die, he had to hold on. The longer he held on, the people in Liaodong knew that, Maybe I'd like to keep going...
"Liaodong is the Liaodong of the Great Xia... For freedom and survival, the people of Liaodong are not slaves. Stepping on the forest, sea and snow, and shedding the tears of heroes, why should you be short of breath and long for love? Ning break the head and return my rivers and mountains!
Lin Yan turned her head at this moment.
Looking at the headless general.
There is only one word in my head...
"I'm the battle flag of Liaodong...Ning break the head, give me back the rivers and mountains!"
Awesome my general!!!!
Magnificent, my Liaodong general...
I would rather break my head and return my rivers and mountains!