N-M Chapter 149 Eight hundred warriors stand alone on the battlefield? Daxia will not die (subscription)
Chapter 149 Eight hundred warriors stand alone on the battlefield? Daxia will not die (subscription)
Lin Yan stared at the crimson light emanating from the piece of meat at this moment.
But unfortunately, it's still a little bit worse.
But the good news is that those hideous black pieces of meat are no longer static black pieces, but gradually, they begin to dissolve, and they have a vague appearance like people.
Lin Yan and Zhu Yuanzhang looked at each other.
know to continue.
must continue.
Lin Yan turned her head.
The picture in front of me revolved again.
This time, the battlefield was moved to a position next to Baoshan.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at this scene, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Here... it's the Luo shop!!!
“Back then, when Baoshan fell, the Luodian line of defense in the north of Mingzhu lost its significance—this position has changed hands several times before, and both sides have invested an unimaginable amount of troops in this small piece of land. 35
"In order to defend Luodian, in Daxia, all the good cards left in his hand were thrown in, including the 51st Division, which made Japanese slaves most fearful, and the 1st Division of the First Army. 99
At the same time, the battlefield in front of Lin Yan and the others was a tragic Shura field.
The time in memory, at this moment, is accelerated infinitely.
Beside Lin Yan and the others, Da Xia's soldiers kept rushing up.
Positions, lost and then grabbed, grabbed and then lost!
In the small Luodian, where the sun and the moon change, every day is a hell-like tragic scene.
Under the attack of the dense bolide, the soldiers of the Great Xia could not even transport the body of his brother. In the end, the body was piled higher than the trenches, and he could only use the body of his brother as a cover for sandbags!
The bullets hit it with a "poof" sound.
Zhang Xinyi saw that some of the soldiers were crying because the bullets hit the other side were brothers who were alive and well before.
Zhang Xinyi wanted to pass a piece of candy to the crying soldier, but couldn't do anything.
The soldier was very young, and he probably looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old.
If you were born now, you should still be in high school.
It's just that they, who are on the battlefield at the moment, even want to understand.
After his death, he will also become a barrier for his brothers.
So after a new round of firefights, they dig their trenches again without a word—every soldier who digs knows that they are digging their own grave.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at this scene, his voice even more hoarse.
"In the Luodian back then, what the soldiers of Daxia wanted most was actually fighting bayonets, because that would minimize the difference in firepower between the two sides. 35
"That's why there were hand-to-hand battles on the scale of thousands of people in Luodian's position. When the soldiers of Daxia, who were all wounded but had blood-red eyes, heard the sound of the trumpet, they still rushed out of the trenches like tigers and rushed towards the Japanese slaves.
"The platoon leader sacrificed, the company commander took the lead, the company commander sacrificed, the battalion commander took the lead, the battalion commander sacrificed, and the regiment commander loaded the bayonet and rushed out of the trench."
"In the small Luodian, the Daxia troops suffered tens of thousands of casualties, and the Japanese army also suffered tens of thousands of casualties. It was recognized as the "mill of flesh and blood in the Pearl War. 1999
And at this moment, Lin Yan was around them.
Daxia's soldiers ran out of bullets and began to install bayonets, and it was time for a round of hand-to-hand combat.
Countless soldiers, with scarlet eyes, then let out a low growl.
'KILL!!!""9
"Kill! Kill, kill!!!"
"Kill! A good man serves the country in the present. 35
Some soldiers leaned behind the trenches, and after installing their bayonets, they only shouted... "Mother"!
Then rushed into the battlefield.
Blood……
There was blood splattered everywhere.
Zhang Xinyi was even stunned.
She saw countless young soldiers falling down.
Flesh...really...flesh.
Zhu Yuanzhang watched this scene and slowly exhaled a suffocating breath.
"Such a scene, you look very tragic..."
"But in the middle of the Pearl War that year, it was the same every day! In the battlefields of Dachang, Yangxing, Liusong, Wuxian, Chuanshakou, and other Daxia troops.""
"When the Japanese slaves with terrifying equipment and superior combat qualities rushed forward, those who supported the soldiers of the Great Xia with their flesh and blood would not retreat..."
Zhu Yuanzhang's voice paused, and he raised his hand and tapped the position of his heart.
"It's the thing here! It's the determination!!!
"By the way, there is a four-line warehouse not far from here! When the Eighth Eighth Division retreated, Xie Yuanwu was ordered to lead 400 soldiers to guard the warehouse..."
"You still remember there! Xie Yuanwu..."
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced back.
Inside the belly of the Specter Ghost, a ghost that had recovered to a vague human form, looked at a warehouse not far away, and seemed to be whimpering silently!
Lin Yan saw the situation and immediately changed the picture.
He began to mobilize Xie Yuanwu, the memory of the famous general's soul.
When the crowd reappeared, they were already on the north bank of the Jiangnan River in Xiabei District, Mingzhu City. On the warehouse in front of them, there was a plaque that read... Four Elements Warehouse
It was a six-story reinforced concrete building...Because it was the warehouse of the joint business office established by the four banks of Mingzhu at that time, it was called the "Sihang Warehouse" by the people of Mingzhu.
In the warehouse at this time, the sound of footsteps and the voice of people was full of people.
"All doors and windows on the first floor are blocked with sandbags and food!
"The windows above the second floor are half blocked! You can throw the bullets at that time!
"All the power is cut off! Don't let the Japanese slaves use the wires to set fires!
One after another orders were conveyed, and teams of soldiers shuttled back and forth in the warehouse.
"Report sir! Everything is ready!
Soldiers report to an officer.
"Count the people! Write everyone's name down!
The commander's voice was hoarse.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood beside Lin Yan, looking at the officer, his voice hoarse.
"He is Xie Yuanwu...,
"The reason for this order is because he hopes that this roster can be passed on, and after everyone has died, Daxia will give preferential treatment to the families of the soldiers in this warehouse.
Later, Lin Yan saw that Xie Yuanwu had walked to the middle-aged man in the warehouse at this moment and ordered everyone to gather.
After everyone had assembled, his voice ripped apart.
"This warehouse is our last position!
"It could also be our grave.
His voice paused.
"However, as long as we have one person left, we must fight the enemy to the end! Can you hear me clearly?!
Xie Yuanwu's voice was hoarse.
"Listen clearly!
All the soldiers responded loudly, and the voices rang through the entire warehouse.
Lin Yan looked at the soldiers around and suddenly remembered.
There seems to be a movie based on the experiences of these people in front of me.
That movie is called "Eight Hundred"!!!
Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was still low and hoarse!
"Xie Yuanwu, a native of Jiaoling in Suizhou, was a college student back then, and he was originally an authentic scholar. But in that era, it was very difficult for scholars to rise up... So he was admitted to Huangfu as a college graduate. In the fourth issue, I will be writing from the Rong.
"Back then, in order to make the big army retreat and not want Da Xia to lose too badly, he was left behind, with 400 people, and stayed in the warehouse. In order to confuse the Japanese slaves, they called "800 people, so they have it." Later "eight hundred warriors guard the four lines.""
"The Pearl War at that time was still doomed... The citizens of Pearl City were still numb... waiting for the country to be destroyed! 99
"Rich people, on the other side of the river, on the other side of the lease, continue to be infatuated with money, anyway, Japanese slaves dare not move the lease!"5
"People who have no money... have long been dying in the scorched earth..."
"I was also on the other side of the river, playing mahjong with a group of wealthy wives, and even I felt that in the summer of that year, I must follow the old path of the Yuan Dynasty...
"No one thought that there would be gunshots on the side of the Sixing Warehouse..."
Zhu Yuanzhang's voice paused.
Lin Yan turned his head and saw that there were not many soldiers in the warehouse, and they were exchanging fire with the Japanese slaves not far away with scarlet eyes.
The gunfire was fierce, but the Japanese slaves did not dare to use the plane, nor did they dare to use the gun. Because the lease is on the other side of the river.
Under basically the same weapon conditions, the soldiers of the Great Xia, who looked at death as if they were at home, commanded and occupied the defensive position. When the Japanese slaves discovered them, they defended the warehouse.
On the other side, the citizens of the Pearl River were boiling.
"There is another big summer that has not withdrawn! They are still fighting!
This news spread quickly among the citizens of Pearl. On the banks of the big river, gradually, tens of thousands of Pearl citizens gathered.
Although not far away is the battlefield where shrapnel is flying, the Pearl citizens watching across the river have no intention of avoiding it.
When they saw Xie Yuanwu's soldiers kill the Japanese slaves or blow up the Japanese slaves' chariots, they clapped and cheered together and cheered in unison.
Seeing that the Japanese slaves wanted to make a sneak attack, they shouted in unison to remind the soldiers of Daxia, and also used the big blackboard to write and draw pictures to warn the soldiers of Daxia in the warehouse.
Know that the Daxia army left behind in the warehouse may be short of food and medicine!
The people on the other side of the river began to organize spontaneously to donate food and medicines. On the first day, they sent 20,000 flatbreads, various fruits and medicines through the settlement.
Lin Yan also saw that there was a young girl.
Climb over the West Window Road in Mingzhu City, pass through the tobacco shop connecting the Sihang Warehouse and the British Concession, and send in one thing.
When the scene shifted to the next day, the light was bright and the sky was slowly showing the whiteness of the fish belly. The Pearl citizens who came to watch early in the morning found that a flag of Daxia was actually raised on the roof of the Sixing Warehouse.
That big flag, made of two bamboo poles connected together as a flagpole, fluttered in the wind in the middle of the sun white flag of Japanese slaves and the rice-character flag of Yingmaozi, which was very conspicuous.
The soldiers of Daxia, under the banner, saluted solemnly.
The citizens of the Pearl River on the other side suddenly boiled, many people took off their hats, and many more people shed hot tears in an instant.
The crowd suddenly burst into unison shouting!
"Down with them!
・・・・Seeking flowers・
"We must win!
"Summer lasts forever!!!"
And the Japanese slaves also felt the feeling of being provoked on that day.
The memory revealed in the book of life and death.
It has always been the most profound memory of those general souls in their lifetimes.
So the screen goes by very quickly.
Until now, the time for Lin Yan and the others to enter the book of life and death has only been about an hour.
But with Zhu Yuanzhang's deep voice, the scenes were clearly connected, the bloody battles.
The deaths of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers, the hundred days of every inch of mountains and rivers and every inch of blood...the present that they will never see again...the present and the year are separated by eighty years.
And the picture in the warehouse is turning again at this moment!!!
It's a new round of Japanese attack!
This time, the Japanese slaves found a thick steel plate, which was held above their heads by more than a dozen soldiers to block the bullets, and rushed to the bottom floor of the Sixing warehouse. A breakthrough was made in the wall of the building.
At this moment, a young soldier stood up. He tied his hands full of bullets, pulled the fuse, and jumped directly from the window, perishing with the young Erlang's dozen or so slaves.
That soldier, Lin Yan, seems to have an impression... when reporting his name.
He said his name was Chen Shusheng!
He is from Tianfu Prefecture, and he wrote a blood letter to his mother far away in his hometown on a white undershirt before!
"Sacrificing one's life for righteousness is what a child wishes!
There are a total of 298 suicide notes like this in the Sixing warehouse.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at this scene and looked back at Xie Yuanwu in the belly of the specter of the ghost...
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"Remember this day! 99
"Xie Yuanwu, you also left a letter, I took advantage of the night to see if you bastards can still live, when you and I met for the first time...
"The letter you left is for your teacher..." I vowed not to retreat easily, and I would never do anything to steal my life for a moment. Before Yuan Wu died, all the soldiers must pay a considerable price from the Japanese pirates. "Never lose the teacher, nor Da Xia!
"But you didn't expect...you were actually allowed to retreat, and you were evacuated to the lease. It was probably the hairy guys on the lease. They were afraid that the Japanese slaves would be angry and use planes, fireballs, etc., and the concession was afraid of harming Chiyu, so you only have it. chance to live.
"Sixing Warehouse held for four days, eliminated more than 200 Japanese slaves, and destroyed two armored vehicles, and you finally had the opportunity to withdraw to the lease... As a result, your troops were disarmed as soon as they arrived at the lease."
"You should have joined Daxia's troops and continued to fight in the front... As a result, the Japanese slaves threatened that if you left, they would immediately enter the lease..."
"In the end, due to the pressure of the people in Daxia, Leasing did not hand you over to the Japanese slaves, but did not dare to let them go. Instead, they placed you in a 15-mu area in the concession and placed you under house arrest.
"This ban lasted for four years, and I got a lot of scorn... But I remember you, you still go out to exercise, train on time, prepare meals, and hold sports meetings on your own every day.
"When the Pearl also fell. The citizens of the Pearl themselves were worried, but they still came to this "lonely camp" every day to bring you delicious food and tell them the news and the progress of the war outside. "
"When there are many, there are thousands of people every day, and sometimes there are hundreds of people. Some citizens of Mingzhu, when they come, bow to you from a distance, then turn around and leave!"
"I thought you would have a chance to come out, but no...you were finally assassinated by a traitor and Xia Jian...he died of serious injuries, at the age of 37 when he died.
"On that day, the whole country was in grief and indignation. The 300,000 citizens of Mingzhu City voluntarily offered their condolences, and several roads were blocked. They were also posthumously named a general.
"But the bad news didn't end there. Later, the Pearl Loan, who had been trying to protect himself, was also taken over by Japanese slaves, while the lone soldiers in the rental camp were all detained, and then sent to various places to work as laborers and hard labor...'
"The four hundred warriors who once shocked the enemy finally ended up like this.""
"DAJ..."
There was a rare bitter smile on Zhu Yuanzhang's face at this moment.
Lin Yan lowered her head even more, not knowing what to say.
History is sometimes more ruthless than imagined.
People always fantasize about heroes having a happy ending—or at least a tragic ending, but the real history just leaves you speechless.
But it shouldn't be like this... to be remembered, to be remembered.
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the soul whose expression became more and more struggling, and suddenly sang a minor tune.
"Daxia will not die, Daxia will not die!"
"Look at the big summer hero, Captain Xie."
"Daxia will not die, Daxia will not die!"
"Look at those eight hundred warriors who are alone in the Eastern Battlefield...
"Compatriots, get up!"
"Rise up, my compatriots! 39
"Daxia will not die! Rowan