Chapter 15: The Wrath of the Dragon Soul Warrior Part I

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"Why is China living under nearly a hundred years of humiliation, poverty, accumulated weakness, opium, exploitation, has wiped out the will of our Chinese people, bowed its head in front of the great powers, it's not that it doesn't want to resist, it has no ability to resist!"

In Long Xing's mind, Long Zhongtian's small figure was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the blue sky. Baidu search to see the latest chapters //

"As long as I am here, since I have come here, as a son and daughter of China, I cannot live up to my ability, I want to create a force, a powerful army, an elite army, to tell the world that the majesty of China cannot be provoked, the majesty of the dragon cannot be provoked, and there are dragon souls everywhere in China!"

The young Long Zhongtian's eyes were full of resentment.

Long Zhongtian's eyes carried a colossal murderous aura.

"Slaughter, endless slaughter, every inch of my motherland's territory will be drained by the blood of the invaders, and I will make the invaders who meet me pay a terrible price, and the blood will flow like a river, proclaiming that the whole world, in this poor and weak China, there are people resisting!"

In Long Xing's mind, Long Zhongtian's small figure suddenly grew up, and Long Zhongtian looked at Long Xing with a mature face.

"Every unit has a unique mark, and the mark of my dragon soul is the wrath of the dragon soul, which represents the identity of the dragon soul warrior, and also represents the final imprint of my Chinese sons and daughters' national hatred and family feud, Jin Ge Iron Horse, and horse leather shroud."

Long Xing, who recalled this, clenched his fists tightly.

"I don't know if the young master is still alive, I always feel that the young master has not disappeared in this battle."

Long Xing looked at Lan Hai and said, with a strong confidence in his eyes.

"Yes, I think so too, if the young marshal hadn't died in battle, where could he be?"

Lan Hai looked at Long Xing questioningly.

At this moment, Long Xing frowned.

"Where is the young master?"

Long Xing pondered and meditated, and after a long time, Long Xing suddenly opened his eyes.

"Long Xing, if this young marshal fails in the Northeast, you must remember to come to Shanghai to find me, that place is a famous city in the world, and this is also Japan's next target."

When Long Zhongtian was heading to the northeast to leave, a conversation made Long Xing think.

"Let's go, let's go to Shanghai!"

Long Xing said affirmatively.

"Shanghai!"

Blue Ocean was stunned.

"Yes, it's Shanghai, the young master once told me that if we are defeated in the Northeast, we must go to Shanghai, regardless of whether the young marshal is alive or not, this is our only hope."

So Long Xing told Lan Hai what Long Zhongtian had said.

"Let's go!"

As soon as Lan Hai's words fell, the figures of the two disappeared in Zhulong Mountain.

It is said that Long Zhongtian walked out of Zhulong Mountain under the burden of Putian, Wang He, Zhao Daring, and Buhua Dao.

"Lao Tzu really wants to kill these damn guys, where did they go when my dragon soul was fighting, but now it's good, the battle is over."

Zhao boldly walked to Putian's side angrily, took Long Zhongtian over, and carried it on his back.

"Brother Putian, don't think about it."

At this moment, Zhao Daring's face turned red, which was completely caused by anger.

"Don't complain, the national government wants my dragon soul to be wiped out, if it weren't for the fact that the regiment commander still has a little conscience, we will explain there."

Bu Huadao comforted.

"Yes, we have already spent our strength, how can we keep this life and make a comeback."

Wang He said.

"Yes, as long as the young marshal is alive, we have hope, revenge, it's only a matter of time."

Putian said.

"Ahhhh

Zhao dared to yell unhappily.

"When will the young marshal wake up, look at his half-dead appearance now, I, Zhao Daring, am holding back the fire in my belly."

Zhao Daring carried Long Zhongtian on his back and walked with heavy steps, and it could be seen that his physical strength was no different from that of ordinary people at this time.

"You just complain, it's better to save some effort, and find a Lang Zhong in a nearby town to take a good look at the young marshal."

Bu Huadao limped behind Zhao Daring, waiting to see that a piece of flesh and blood on his left leg had disappeared, and there were white bones exposed on his calf.

"yes, even if you were asked to kill those bastards, would you have the strength?"

Putian said, waiting to see Putian carrying the dragon blood knife, his abdomen was strangled by strips of cloth, and the blood continued to overflow, his face was blue, and the corners of his mouth trembled from time to time.

"You can save it, we don't have the strength to fight anymore."

Bu Huadao said, but saw that his right eye was covered by a strip of cloth, and his body was trembling in action.

"Hey! What's the matter, don't I just whine, as for it? ”。

Zhao Daring looked at the situation of his brothers and sighed, he knew very well in his heart that his buddies were holding on, and in their hearts they were always worried about the comfort of the young marshal like himself, and they would definitely not fall down until the last moment.

That fatal wound, who can bear this kind of pain, plus continuous fighting, physical strength has long been exhausted, but no one wants to fall, just want to live.

"Looks like I'm more normal."

Zhao Daring looked at the wound on his chest that had been cut by a katana, and drops of blood dripped on the ground, with a smile on his face.

"Brothers, don't lose the Dragon Soul's Wrath Ability."

Zhao boldly reminded and lifted the dragon Zhongtian behind him.

"Don't worry, the young marshal once said that this is the only trace of my dragon soul warrior."

Putian, Wang He, and Buhua Dao said in unison.

Then there was a laugh, this smile was very far-fetched, very helpless, with many complicated feelings.

They knew that the wrath of the dragon soul represented the entire dragon soul and carried the spirit and will of the dragon soul.

At the foot of Zhulong Mountain, a wide avenue appears, which is also the road leading to Shanhaiguan, and the road is overgrown with weeds on both sides, and the deep grass can completely hide people.

At this moment, the four of them couldn't hold it anymore, so they carefully put Long Zhongtian on the side of the road and sat down one after another.

At this moment, Long Zhongtian's soul has been sealed, his eyes are eclipsed, but his mind is full of planes, cannons, machine guns, war fire, and gunsmoke, and he has not come out of the destruction of the dragon soul at all.

"Brothers, don't sleep, rest for ten minutes and set off immediately!"

Bu Huadao reminded.

The crowd nodded.

At this moment, the whole atmosphere was quiet, and the four of them looked at Zhulong Mountain behind them, where there were many of their memories and heartaches, and the familiar faces were like movie pictures in their minds.

Their tears flowed in silent weeping.

However, at this moment, Long Zhongtian's stiff body suddenly moved, and in Long Zhongtian's mind, there were bursts of violent explosions, and in Zhulong Mountain, the last line of defense in the Dragon Soul position was drowned in the bombardment of the Japanese army.

Long Zhongtian suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly.

This move made the four of them startled suddenly, and their eyes widened as they looked at Long Zhongtian, who suddenly sat up.

"Young marshal!"

The four shouted in unison.

Long Zhongtian, who heard the voice, looked around at the four of them.

"You guys are still alive."

Long Zhongtian said in a low tone, and the four of them nodded.

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