Liaoping.

All the people are busy with this war, and what Yang Dagui has brought to the people of Liaodong over the years can be felt by the common people. What kind of life did they live before? I haven't eaten or drunk all day long, from the court, to the foreign lords, to the landlords, one by one, they are greedily sucking them like vampires, making them miserable.

But since Yang Dagui came, he first beat away the foreigners, then drove away the court, and then then those old rich people suddenly found another way to make a fortune, and they all went to set up factories, although they were still exploited, but compared to before, life has been much better.

The big pot rice pattern continues, and the quality of the meals has also improved significantly compared to before. They were fed, their children could go to school, the volunteers had also set up hospitals in various places, and the poor could get sick, and they had never thought of such a life before!

They don't know how Yang fights ghosts, but they know that without Yang beating ghosts and volunteers, their lives will definitely go back to the past! They didn't want to go back to the past, so they heard that the Manchus were going to fight back, and all the people in the base area were doing their best to support the volunteers in this war.

A disheveled front line pulled up in the street, militiamen pushing their own carts, all loaded with ammunition and food for the soldiers on the front line. Although the trucks were already full, there were still villagers who kept scooping things from home that they thought might be used at the front and handing them to the convoy.

Liu Banxian's crutches kept hitting the ground, and he pricked up his ears to listen to the person in charge of transportation in front of him still shouting loudly. Tell the folks not to put anything in the car anymore.

"Three babies, three babies."

Liu Banxian heard that this was Gou Sanwa's voice, and followed it. Now that the demi-immortal no longer works in the factory, people like him are not suitable to work with normal people. However, he has been shown a special policy, even if he is not working, he can go to eat a big pot of rice.

The half-immortal is now carrying his signature again, and the anti-justice warriors are in charge of eating and drinking. When you have nothing to do, sit at the gate of the city and bask in the sun, help people calculate feng shui, and you can deceive one by one. The little life is not bad.

Gou Sanwa had already seen Liu Banxian, but she didn't pay attention to him. What is this blind man doing at this time?

The half-immortal groped his way to Gou Sanwa's side, and touched it indiscriminately with one hand. Gou Sanwa was originally standing on a stone pier. As soon as the half-immortal touched it, he suddenly shouted: "Blind, where are you touching?" Did you touch the crotch of your third master? ”

A burst of laughter erupted around, and Liu Banxian retracted his hand: "Sanwa, I also have something to donate to the soldiers on the front line, can you help me bring it?" ”

"You also have something? Forget it, you are an immortal, you can get some to eat yourself, we ordinary people can't afford it. ”

Although life is better now, every family has some surplus food. But Gou Sanwa doesn't think that there are half-immortals. Even if there were, in his opinion, a person like a demi-immortal would just need to take care of himself.

There are volunteers in the front line, there are militias in the front, and there are workers in the rear, which has nothing to do with the demi-immortals.

But Liu Banxian ignored him. Stretched out his hand and took out a pile of yellow paper from his arms and stuffed it into Gou Sanwa's hand: "Sanwa, this is the fairy talisman I drew, you take it to the soldiers on the front line, one for each person, to ensure invulnerability." ”

Gou Sanwa's head grew when she heard it. If someone told him a few years ago that he believed it, but now that he ......, he pushed Liu Banxian impatiently: "Stay wherever you think it's cool!" The fairy talisman you drawn? ”…,

A person next to him suddenly asked: "Half immortal, when you were hungry looking for food in the horse manure the year before last, why didn't you draw a Dao Immortal Talisman to come out?" ”

"Haha!"

The surroundings were daxiao again, and the yellow paper in Liu Banxian's hand was mercilessly thrown away by Gou Sanwa in the midst of laughter.

Liu Banxian's face changed a little, and his heart was really uncomfortable. He also knew that his worry-free food and clothing today was due to the volunteers, and now that the volunteers were going to fight, he always thought that he could do something for this war like those normal people.

But......

The half-immortal finally lowered his head in the mockery of everyone and slowly walked away.

Gou Sanwa didn't care about him, seeing that it was almost dawn now, she shouted loudly: "Everyone, don't pile things!" Out of the car! ”

The materials sent by the militia of Liaoping to the volunteers are the second batch of supplies, not only Liaoping, but all the counties in Liaodong are doing the work of supporting the front, these militiamen push carts to the front line, if the battlefield needs, they can be put into battle as reinforcements at any time.

Yang Xiaolin's combat mode is different from that of the Qing army and the Japanese, the Japanese and Zaitao have calculated for him, and he can use more than 100,000 troops at most. But Little Japan and Zaitao didn't know that now the workers in the Volunteer Factory were armed, all the young women had even scooped up guns, and the students in the school were also learning the basic skills of killing enemies and surviving on the battlefield under the guidance of their teachers.

These are not what Yang Xiaolin asked them to do, but what the people did spontaneously. Yang Xiaolin hopes that the war can stay away from the children, and hopes that the women can be let go away. But when the Japanese and the Manchus scooped up their rifles and killed them towards Liaodong, these ordinary people in Liaodong were eager to guard their current lives!

The front line is about to start, Yang Xiaolin knows that these ordinary people are ready to work hard, if they want to get them not to go to the front line, there is only one way, that is, to win this battle cleanly!

"Where are the Japanese now?"

His eyes were fixed on the map, and like Zaitao, he was now concerned about Naokami Matsubara's movements. This battle must make a time difference and take out Zaitao's troops before the arrival of the Japanese, so as to surprise little Japan!

Feng Delin's hand clicked on the location of Benxi on the map: "It's almost here, I just received a telegram that the Japanese started marching at five o'clock this morning, and the vanguard troops are coming quickly, obviously they are also eager to join the Qing army." ”

Yang Xiaolin pondered for a moment, the movement of going straight to Matsubara was quite fast, and he probably didn't have to wait for the Japanese to arrive the day after tomorrow, which made his time a little tight.

Biao Zi has returned to the division, he carried out another massacre of Yunshan in North Korea after Jiuliancheng, this time he did more ruthlessly than Jiuliancheng, and Li Debiao's name is now close to Yang Dagui, a beast among beasts, in the newspapers.

Just when others thought that Li Debiao would continue to stay in Korea and kill a lot, Yang Xiaolin telegraphed him to join the division immediately to participate in the battle with the Japanese army.

The massacre in Korea was originally a move to disrupt the pace of the Japanese army's attack on itself, and now that the effect has been achieved, there is no need to let Biaozi continue to stay there. Cai Yi is also rushing back with Qian Yao's troops, Yang Xiaolin wants to concentrate all his liliang to kill Naogami Songyuan, as long as he can wipe out the 100,000 army in Naogami Matsubara's hands and fight Liaoxi back, Little Japan is basically losing this battle.

Straight to Matsubara's quickened pace, which was somewhat disadvantageous to himself.

Yang Xiaolin thought for a while, then raised his hand to look at his watch, it was now five fifty-eight. He inadvertently exhaled and came out: "Sui Bing!" ”

"Here!" …,

"At 10 p.m., the attack begins!"

"Yes!"

Since the Japanese are speeding up, I have to be faster for them.

At ten o'clock at six, the sky was not completely bright, the entire Fushun City was still in a hazy darkness, the remnant snow outside the city had not completely melted, and gusts of cold wind blew the soldiers on the front line on both sides.

Zhao Yansun was shocked when he saw that the volunteers were preparing to attack.

He is the old man next to Zaitao, and he has not dealt with the volunteers once or twice, and it was this guy who led the troops to encircle and suppress Yang Xiaolin for the first time, so he knew very well how powerful the opponent in front of him was.

But that's not the question he was thinking about now. Zhao Yansun is a veteran soldier, he has been a soldier in Mukden since the year of Gengzi, when the Russians attacked largely, he can survive for so many years, luck is certain, and he has his own set of methods that can allow him to survive.

Lao Zhao's principle of doing things is that he can correct his position, and he knows that he is actually a chess piece, a chess piece used by those big men to attack and kill each other when they are playing. And Lao Zhao never thought that he was the indispensable one on the chessboard.

Lao Zhao knew that the situation in the Qing Dynasty was not very good now, and he originally wanted to find an excuse to retire, and he had made a lot of money over the years, which was enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life. But as soon as Tie Liang came, he immediately broke his jihua.

Tie Liang asked him to win this battle and then retire, which really made Zhao Yansun very depressed. Win against Yang Xiaolin? Yang Xiaolin's toughness gave Zhao Yansun a great shock, and he didn't have the courage to face the volunteers head-on.

Just when he was a little frightened, Yang Xiaolin's people found him, Yang Xiaolin said very simply, let Zhao Yansun tell the volunteers about his marching position, and when the time comes, the volunteers will not fight him. If Zhao Yansun looks at the situation, he will turn back, and if he sees that Zaitao is really going to succeed, Zhao Yansun can also fall into the well.

Yang Dagui said this very authentically, and it did not embarrass Lao Zhao at all. It was precisely because of the confidence he said that Zhao Yansun couldn't make up his mind now. The volunteers in front of this are already about to attack, so let's do it ourselves? Didn't Yang beat the ghost and said that he didn't beat himself? Why do you seem to want to rush to yourself?

Lao Zhao's heart was really scared.

Liang Changlin quietly came over: "Brother Zhao, it seems that Yang is going to beat us first, what should we do?" ”

Zhao Yansun thought for a moment and finally made up his mind: "Reply to Lord Belle, just say that the enemy is preparing to attack us!" Damn, I said that I wouldn't beat Lao Tzu, but now I dare to scoop Lao Tzu and open the knife, is this Yang beating ghosts really good for me to bully? Get ready for battle! ”

A moment of anger made him say nothing, but Liang Changlin didn't care, since Brother Zhao said that he wanted to work hard, then work hard.

The Qing army also began to prepare, and the guns of the front-line soldiers on both sides were aimed at the enemy's positions, and the battle was about to break out. (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )