"Hahaha, annihilated hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops, is this true? Is this true? ”

"Of course it's true, I didn't listen to the radio, we not only destroyed hundreds of thousands of enemies, but also recovered dozens of large and small counties—dozens!"

"Dogs. Day. Little devil, now you know how powerful we are, hahaha - really we are Chinese so bullying! ”

"It's good, it's good, the sky is open......"

Countless cities, mountain villages, streets, almost everywhere the news of this great victory was heard, and the people cried and screamed, venting the bitterness that had been hanging over their hearts for many years.

Those people whose family members died on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War, or who died tragically at the hands of the Japanese invaders, bought firecrackers, paper money, and wine one after another, to pay tribute to their relatives, and told them the news of this great victory with tears.

I don't know how many young people enthusiastically signed up to join the army, to join the team in Chongqing, to participate in the team of the Eighth Road, their old father and mother did not try their best to stop them this time, but cried and shouted for them to see them off, telling them not to be afraid when fighting, to kill a few more devils, to fight a few big victories like written in the newspapers, to give their families and villagers a long face!

The whole kingdom rejoiced because of this great victory, and they all seemed to see the wonderful peaceful days after driving out the devils, and they would never have to be bullied again, never!

No one would think about how many bloody battles those soldiers fought with the Japanese army on the battlefields in Muma County, Zhongtiao Mountain and Jiaozuo Xin'an for this moment of victory, and how many young lives stopped breathing forever.

Victory is built on countless blood and sacrifices, but people, especially those who have not seen the horrors of the battlefield with their own eyes, will always habitually ignore it, or rather, they do not want to think about it.

However, the people of Trojan Horse County and the surrounding Balu area can't help but think about it, because as soon as they open their eyes, they can see the graves of their relatives or familiar people, and crying and tears are everywhere.

Almost every house is white, and the clouds are miserable.

In the martyrs' cemetery in Muma County, thousands of new graves have been erected, and on the long wall, stonemasons are carving names one after another, but looking at the long list, they don't know when they will finish carving.

Sometimes, when I see the familiar names on those lists, and think that I have drunk and worked with the people whose names represent, I can't help but wipe my tears.

"People, there will eventually be death, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai!"

"You, for the sake of this country, the nation, and your relatives, for the protection of our Trojan County, our homeland, you are brave and brave to die, your death is heavier than Mount Tai!"

"History will remember you, because you fought for this country and **********, and the people of our county will remember you, because you spilled your blood on this land, so that we have land to plant and eat, and our children and grandchildren will remember you, because of your indomitable struggle, so that they will never have to be bullied by little devils in the future and can live a good life!"

"You are dead, only your body is dead, but your spirit, which will never die, will always inspire us to fight the devil to the end!"

In the open space of the cemetery, Lu Yuan was talking, his eyes were red, he was choking, and tears were dripping down one by one.

In front of him, there were a large number of people, compared with nearly 20,000 at the peak, almost halved, and now there are less than 10,000 left, most of whom are old and weak, women and children.

They wept, too, silently weeping, and though they wept, they were by no means weak.

At first glance, I can be sure that if the little devil dares to do it again, they will fight with the little devil to the end like this time, and they will never give in!

"Salute our martyrs, salute ......"

"Shoot!"

The cow pimple was screaming at the top of his throat, and with a crying voice and a sad voice, it went straight to the sky.

Thousands of people, men, women and children, saluted in unison, paying their most solemn respects to the martyrs and seeing them off amid the sound of gunfire.

Dr. Wang, Dr. Qiu, and Dr. An Leping and others were also saluting and saluting.

They are not soldiers, but they are also solemn, no matter where they come from or where they will go in the future, this battle has buried their souls deep in the land of Trojan County, and they can never leave.

Just like the blood of those martyrs, it is intertwined with this land and cannot be separated.

The British and American envoy Jason Bronson watched this scene with a surge of emotion, and they swore that this would be the most moving scene they had ever seen in their lives, and they saw a tenacious and unyielding soul.

They finally understand the reason why this nation can be passed down in the long history of countless glorious burials - some things, buried deep in the bone marrow of this nation, maybe sometimes they will seem ignorant and cowardly, but once there is fire to awaken those things in their hearts, they will become unstoppable again!

That thing is their sense of national identity, their pride that has lasted for 5,000 years!

The breath of sadness only existed for a day or two.

Then, the people of the county wiped away their tears and began to rebuild their homes on the ruins, this time, they wanted to rebuild a real home, a home that would allow them to live in peace and stability for the rest of their lives, not the same killing battlefield built specifically to kill devils like last time.

At the same time, people from other places came to take refuge, migrating from the Yongqing Pingshui side of the Niushou Mountain Range, and some of the surrounding belongings were looted and burned by the devils and had no food, and there were also people who ran away from the Eighth Road Base Area.

Luo Qinghu and Sun Liang brought back the machinery, food and other materials they purchased from Hong Kong and Chongqing, and brought back all kinds of experts and craftsmen who were recruited by the Nanqiao Association.

The doctors began to get busy again, the factories were also started again, the penicillin factory, the cement factory, the steel plant, and the dam were being relocated, this time, they did not have to consider the danger of being discovered by the Japanese fighters, and they wanted to build a bigger dam with more power generation, so that the surrounding area of Trojan County would become the industrial source of the Chinese land!

Houses are rising from the ground again, and the dam is progressing rapidly due to the influx of people from the Eighth Road area.

Smiles began to gradually replace sadness and return to all people's faces.

Just like this land, no matter how much suffering it has suffered, as long as spring comes, the vitality will always return to the earth again.

(End of chapter)