The anti-Japanese battlefield in Ningbo, Zhejiang, Li Mingshuo's camp tent.

Li Mingshuo looked solemn under the lamp, his brows were furrowed, and he thought heavily.

They were facing a battle with a huge disparity in numbers, and they did not want to fight, but they were forced to divide it among them, ordering them to attack an enemy army several times their number.

Do you want to obey the orders of the upper peak and meet the enemy army? Or do you disobey orders and refuse to send troops?

If you go, you will inevitably lose, as long as you have learned arithmetic, you know that there is no suspense in the battle where the number is too disparity.

Li Moge stared at his worried boss for a long time, and finally made up his mind, walked up to his master, and expressed his attitude to Li Mingshuo categorically: "Master, I will fight this ......

"The two of us are not suitable" 127, the strong man died in a hundred battles, and the general returned in ten years is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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