Chapter 510: Immortality

Listening to Jia Qisheng's angry questioning, Xia Qingyun was silent and avoided Jia Qisheng's fierce eyes.

Before the war, there was the 5th Yufang Battalion of the Zhengding Training Army stationed in the Yulin Battalion of Yongping Prefecture, which mainly defended Shanhaiguan.

The 2nd Battalion of the Wuyi Army stationed in Lutai, and the 3rd Battalion of the Front, Rear and Right of the Training Army stationed in Gubeikou are referred to as Lufang.

A total of 10 battalions, 5000 troops.

In the spring of several years, the 5th Battalion of Jeongjeong-trained troops went to Seoul, North Korea, and then retreated to the Yalu River after the battles of Asan and Pyongyang, and joined forces with the 2nd Battalion of the Murui Army who arrived.

Then there was a series of humiliating fiascos, and the 3,500 brothers of the 7th Battalion at the beginning have only returned to Shanhaiguan with only more than 1,000 people.

How tragic this is!

However, as long as Nie Shicheng didn't speak, Xia Qingyun could only choose to be silent to avoid these sensitive things.

Now that Nie Shi has become a saint and replaced Ye Zhichao as the commander of Zhili, it is the time for him to move up.

As long as he withstands the attack of the Japanese and holds the Shanhai Pass this time, Nie Shicheng will be one of the top generals of the Qing Dynasty, and he will be able to form his own line, and there is no need to rely on Beiyang, which has fallen apart.

What's more critical is that the emperor's attempt to take the opportunity to dismantle Beiyang has been clear.

As a courtier, can you still twist your arms past your thighs?

In addition to honestly being wronged and beaten, there can be other ways!

Seeing Xia Qingyun avoid his eyes, Jia Qisheng sighed slightly in his heart.

Originally, although Nie Shicheng didn't come, Xia Qingyun, Nie Pengcheng, and Shen Zengjia came, Jia Qisheng still had some hopes, and it seemed that he was thinking too much.

Now that everyone is flying on the high branches, where are they willing to intersect with their own group of people who are mixed in muddy water?

So Jia Qisheng also fell silent, and watched the huge tombstone being slowly erected little by little in the cold wind of 'whirring'.

——For thousands of years, the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for our China to resist foreign humiliation are immortal!

Xia Qingyun looked at the tombstone that was erected little by little by the soldiers of the anti-Japanese army not far ahead, and the large vertical gilded characters with gold leaf flashed in the setting sun.

The bright sunlight illuminated these big characters directly to people's eyes, and looking at it made Xia Qingyun's eyes can't help but burst into tears.

Even the comrades-in-arms who died in battle, but also for this majestic rhetoric, and even more indescribable emotions.

This line of words, when he just saw it before, Xia Qingyun felt that it seemed a little awkward.

It's just that at that time he didn't know where the awkwardness was, and he didn't think about it.

Now that he was aroused by Jia Qisheng, he looked closely, and felt that the 'whirring' cold wind suddenly took away all the heat on his body.

A feeling of chilling into the bone marrow, a cold back, and a straight scalp explosion completely enveloped him.

Qi Jiguang, who killed countless Japanese people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, is it immortal?

After that, Qi Jiguang was transferred to the chief military officer of Jizhen Town, and he was full of defenses, is he considered an enemy of the Qing Dynasty?

What about Zheng Chenggong who fought the Netherlands and the Qing Dynasty?

What about Yue Fei, who killed countless Jin troops?

Wen Tianxiang, Shi Kefa, Li Dingguo,——

These 'immortal against foreign humiliation' are all enemies from the north.

"This matter really can't be scrutinized!"

Xia Qingyun was sore, raised his hands weakly, and wiped the cold sweat on his pale face.

He now somewhat understood why Nie Junmen didn't attend this funeral, and the rest of the generals would rather bury the soldiers in the mass grave than come to join in the fun.

It's not that they think so far ahead, so absurd and terrifying.

It's a fighting method between Beiyang and the imperial court, and everyone is unwilling to get involved.

The tombstone was erected steadily, Xu Bangdao and Jia Qisheng walked to He Changying's side and stood at the forefront.

Burn paper, light incense, melons and fruits, pastries, meat dishes.

Burn wreaths and set off artillery battles.

"Brothers, go all the way, we will avenge this revenge for you!"

Xu Bangdao has words.

"Brothers, go down first and take a good place, maybe I'll be there in a few days; He Junmen, this place is really good, if the old man dies in battle, please find me a good place to be quiet here. ”

This style of the imperial court can be regarded as completely chilling Jia Qisheng's heart.

Except for him Jia Qisheng, who escaped through the net, the rest were all detained in the prison of the Criminal Department waiting to be questioned.

The tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers who went south are about to arrive, pointing to the three cities outside the Guanwai, this bit of firepower of soldiers and horses, it is obviously more than lucky.

"Brother Jia, you can't say such depressing words, Anzhi's North Wing City didn't say this in front of you and me; You and I are three cities in one, ** thousands of people, and it is not so easy to break! ”

Xu Bangdao is straightforward and simple, and he pays attention to doing things according to his heart, so that he doesn't think too much about nonsense.

"Can't die!"

At this moment, He Changying's voice was very cold.

This allocation of stupid idiots in the imperial court can make He Changying angry a lot these days.

Now that she has met a group of pig teammates, all He Changying can do is to try to protect herself and her allies.

As for those fat pigs, He Changying has no ability and no mood to care about their life or death.

Liu Yufu led a battalion of soldiers, standing behind the generals of the three cities, and behind the solemn phalanx of 600 people were 2,500 newly joined the 'Jinsheng Battalion' and the Lushun deserters.

In the past two days, some soldiers have fled, some soldiers have sabotage, and some soldiers have rioted to camp.

However, more soldiers became stronger and more resolute as they carried the bodies of their comrades, put them into thin coffins made of improvised wooden planks, and carried them up the hillside with difficulty step by step.

"Chen Tianyi, Lu Youshui-"

"Zhao Jialiang, Zhou Chuanxin-"

"Wu Zhiguo, Sun Wenming—"

The nine company commanders of the anti-Japanese army were loudly reading the names of the fallen soldiers one by one.

After reporting his name, He Changying turned to face the more than 3,000 soldiers below, his face was solemn, and his eyes scanned the officers and soldiers standing below.

"For thousands of years, the martyrs who sacrificed for our China to resist foreign humiliation are immortal!"

He Changying pulled his throat and shouted: "All the fallen soldiers, after the war, your tablets and deeds will be sorted out one by one, and placed in the martyr's hall below to enjoy the incense and admiration of future generations, and your deeds will be widely spread in your hometown; Your parents, wives and children, our anti-Japanese army is responsible for the honor, and your family will receive the respect they deserve, the bereavement they deserve, and the 50 acres of land that will never be paid. ”

"Hum—"

Hearing He Changying's words, the phalanx of 2,500 people suddenly turned to each other, and even Xu Bangdao, Jia Qisheng, and Xia Qingyun's group of officers were also shocked.

"The clerks of the Dagu Military Station have come to the North Wing City, and the wounded soldiers in the three cities outside the gate are also equivalent to the standards of the anti-Japanese army, and all kinds of pensions will be distributed immediately!"

"Hum—"

Hearing He Changying's words, the phalanx of 2,500 people was even more in an uproar.

There was only a 600-person anti-Japanese army formation in front, and all the soldiers were standing straight and proud with a resolute face.

He Changying waited until the voice below gradually subsided, and countless pairs of eyes below looked at him with a shining light, and continued to roar: "For this country, you selflessly pay, shed blood and sacrifice, this country has to be worthy of you, can't-"

He Changying stopped talking, and in the howling of the mountain wind, he looked at the young faces below, not knowing how many people would survive after the battle.