Hanging on a broken wall, about one or two meters long, the cloth that resembles the signboard of later generations has been mostly destroyed, and the text written on the upper part of the remaining cloth has also been blurred, but Liu Lang still vaguely recognized the word "temple line". Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Temple Walk" 。。。。。。 Two traditional Chinese characters are not very difficult for Liu Lang, who has been learning simplified Chinese characters since kindergarten, and Liu Lang, who has long been away from the exam, will naturally not be ecstatic when he recognizes the two traditional Chinese characters, but these two words are really like a thunder in Liu Lang's heart.

Is this a temple line?

Temples in Shanghai?

Liu Lang's eyebrows and eyes relaxed.

Miaohang Town, for Shanghai, the largest city in eastern China, is just an obscure place, and I am afraid that even many Shanghai locals do not know about this place.

But, after today, it will go down in history.

Liu Lang silently stared at the ruins in front of him, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.

The Nationalist army was not so much a draw with the arrogant Japanese army in Songhu, but it was here that the prestige and determination of the Chinese were displayed.

The temple was a great victory, a battle that many Chinese had never heard of. However, this war, in which more than 40,000 people from both sides participated and thousands of people were killed, was the most important battle in the entire "128 Songhu War of Resistance", and there was no one.

In this battle, the Chinese soldiers fought the enemy's blood station here for three days and nights, annihilating more than 3,000 Japanese troops, resulting in the worst defeat suffered by the Japanese army since the First Sino-Japanese War, and also brought the arrogant Japanese army base camp to the negotiating table through this battle.

Peace and tranquility have never been fought by white doves soaring in the sky, but by flesh and blood.

Liu Lang is very excited to witness this history with his own eyes and participate in it personally, which is the glory of a soldier.

The mutual shelling of the Japanese and the Nationalist army did not last long, and as the artillery fire stopped, the Japanese reoccupied their positions, but did not stop long, and continued to advance, presumably with the intention of building positions at a higher edge before dark, in preparation for tomorrow's attack.

The Japanese army didn't have time to clean up the battlefield, but it was just convenient for Liu Lang, who was trying to be confused, he didn't have to do anything now, he just rolled his eyes and lay there, waiting for the night to fall completely, he could take a long step, no, now it should be a thick fat leg, slip away.

What, dreams? Single-handedly facing nearly 20,000 Japanese troops, that is not a dream come true, it is definitely sleepwalking. Liu Lang is not so brain-pumping.

If he remembers correctly, the national army will counterattack on a large scale in the early hours of tonight, and the Japanese army that is caught off guard will suffer a big loss, and Liu Lang can take this opportunity to get out of the battlefield.

As for this war, Liu Lang knew that after the end of the Battle of Miaohang, the highest echelons of both sides no longer wanted to fight, and ten days later, they would sit down at the negotiating table under the mediation of Western countries, the mission of the soldiers had been completed, and the rest was all the performance of politicians.

He's a pawn, even if he comes from seventy years later, in front of the rolling wheels of history, he can't change any results.

Liu Lang's idea is very simple, after leaving the battlefield, he will first go to find his grandfather, who is just eighteen, and maybe he can see his grandmother who has never met and died under the guns of the Japanese army. After all, to fight the Japanese, according to the trajectory of history, he will have to wait for five years.

However, Liu Lang didn't mind slaughtering a few little devils to collect some interest before leaving, even if he was just a white fat man now.

The most elite special forces of the Republic have never relied on brute force to kill people, and the killing skills that have been tempered are far beyond the reach of the soldiers of this era.

Especially this person who still has the intention of sneaking up on the lonely.

A large number of Japanese troops passed by Liu Lang not far from in a queue until they were silent, and Liu Lang calculated in his heart that their forward position was at least three or four kilometers away from here.

Here, it turned out to be the rear of the Japanese army.

As night fell, the position that had been fiercely contested by bullets and bullets turned out to be quiet. Liu Lang lay in the crater and quietly moved his stiff hands and feet, thinking about how to slip away with a little headache.

Being surrounded by tens of thousands of Japanese troops was not a pleasant thing.

didn't give Liu Lang a headache for too long, and a burst of wanton laughter broke the silence of the last dusk.

Liu Lang peeked in, and not far away, five or six soldiers dressed in khaki uniforms, wearing steel helmets, and holding spears, led by an officer wearing a cloth military hat, led a team of about thirty people in the direction of Liu Lang.

However, at a distance of 100 meters, although the fat man has a lot of flesh and a weak body, but in this era without electronic products, the fat man who will never study hard under the oil lamp still has very good eyesight, no 2.0 and 1.5, Liu Lang clearly saw the yellow five-pointed star on the steel helmet of the soldier who was laughing with a gun.

This is a squad of Japanese troops. And the other group of ragged, bloodstained and dejected remnants of the defeated army was naturally the captured national army.

The Japanese soldiers were obviously very proud of the victory of the daytime attack, laughing wildly while holding the butts of their rifles and wantonly beating the prisoners who were silently moving forward, and the prisoners had obviously accepted their fate, no matter how the Japanese soldiers beat them, they only fell numbly to the ground and rolled and wailed in pain, but they had no intention of resisting.

The leading military cao was even more proud, and after raising his foot and slashing the prisoner rolling under his feet, he looked up and looked around, and his eyes stayed on the position where Liu Lang was currently hiding.

With a flash of his eyes, he waved to the two soldiers in charge of guarding next to him and whispered two commands.

"Hi Yi" As soon as the two soldiers lowered their heads and shouted orders, they turned their heads and walked towards Liu Lang.

Liu Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, it stands to reason that the place he chose can be said to have put a lot of thought into it. The terrain is relatively open, but there is a broken wall next to it that is still sparking, which is not only convenient for him to use this terrain to avoid bullets and shrapnel when he escapes, but also to remind people passing by here that this place has been rounded by shells several times, and there are no living creatures.

The battlefield terrain, battlefield survival, including psychology, have all been used, and I have been hiding for a long time, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But this one doesn't play his cards according to reason! Liu Lang suddenly admired it very much, a small soldier of the Japanese army Cao was hanging like this, how did Taizu resist for eight years with the predecessors of millet and rifles in front of this group of cattle with aircraft cannons?

Soon, Liu Lang found that he was thinking too much.

The two Japanese soldiers were very responsible, carefully inspecting the smoking ruins, but they turned a blind eye to the "fat corpse" in the crater no more than a meter away, and made a safe gesture over there.

The military cao shouted loudly, and brutally pulled a prisoner from the group of captives and walked this way, and the captives were suddenly very excited, but soon regained their calm in the sound of a bolt pulling.

At this time, the sky was already slightly dark, and it was not until thirty meters away, Liu Lang, who was trying to turn his dead fish eyes and look at it with his spare eyes, saw clearly that it was a female captive.

A female captive with a black and gray face and a dark blue military uniform that looked like she had rolled around the garbage dump several times, if it weren't for her desperate sobs being sharp and thin, Liu Lang wouldn't have been able to tell that she was a woman anyway.

Obviously, there is a big gap between the current dress of the female soldiers of the national army and the graceful and swaying flowers of the army wearing long leather boots and swaying in various films and television in later generations.