Liao Mingyu is in a good mood, and he has just recovered a fierce general, which makes him unhappy.

Dong Dao, as his name suggests, is sharp and strong, and he is a bloody man. Although he doesn't talk much and doesn't like to laugh, he is extremely reliable in killing enemies and doing things, and he is a man of affection and righteousness. He is a rare fierce general.

This guy can now be said to be the most powerful person in the entire Sichuan Legion except for Liao Mingyu, and he has to stand aside when the dragon comes.

At this time, Long Wenwen was smiling with a smile on his face, and he was tirelessly persuading the defeated soldiers.

"Eh, brothers, think about it again, don't you want to find a better way out for such a big group of people?"

"Find a way out, we just want to go home." A Sichuan army routed him in reply.

"What about your sir, is he here now?"

"The chief is dead, where is there any sir" The rout shook his head and glanced at the dragon article angrily.

"It's good to have no commander, come with us, we have a whole regiment, the head and deputy head of the regiment are all alive, what are you worried about. There is a lot of strength in numbers."

When Long Wenwen heard that there was no leader, his feelings were good, and he tried even harder to persuade him. But the soldiers were still walking with their heads down, still not wanting to deal with him.

He still did not give up, if these more than 500 people joined the Sichuan Army, it would definitely be a very strong backbone.

"Lao Tzu is the Sichuan Army, the Sichuan Army who is not afraid of death in battle!" Long Wenwen learned the Sichuan dialect and shouted at the defeated soldiers.

"Grandpa, eh, grandpa, I'm your gray grandson, look back! The little devils are touching the back of their butts! ”

Long Wenwen danced exaggeratedly and shouted loudly to everyone: "Let's work together and do it for the little devil!" Isn't it good to win the battle and return to Zenda, if it's a gentleman, just say it! ”

Chattering like an old mother, it had a little effect, and the soldier at the head of the platoon finally stopped, looked at him helplessly, and discussed with his companions next to him to rest on the spot.

"How's that, think about it?"

Long Wenwen smiled all over his face, showing a row of teeth and asking the routs flatteringly. In order to recruit this group of routs, he also let go, and shouted a few words about grandpa, just let him kneel down immediately, and he didn't hesitate.

This is the dragon article, in order to achieve the goal, he can play tricks and do whatever it takes. As long as you can pull this group of soldiers into the ranks.

And once these people go to the battlefield, he will be like a different person, instantly straighten his backbone, and kill the little devil without mercy.

"If you want to be numb, you say that this is dead, dead, can you fix these gray uncles." Meng was annoyed and looked at the dragon article that was about to kneel, and couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't know, these turtle sons have lost their souls, and they still expect them to fight the Japanese? Bah! He spat and said disdainfully. There are many Sichuan people in the team, many of them are his fellow villagers, but their greed for life and fear of death makes Yao Ma very disgusted, and he simply loses the face of the Bashu people.

The soldier at the head of the platoon was annoyed by his chatter, and said helplessly: "Sir, along the way, the leader has changed several times, which time is not a defeat, I really don't want to consume it, we just want to go home quickly." ”

"It's just that too many people have died, I don't want to lose my life here, you better ask for another master."

"The little devil is too fierce, where can we fight?"

The central idea expressed by the defeated soldiers is that the devil is too powerful for us to fight, and now they just want to go home quickly, and the successive defeats have made them unable to see any hope of victory.

At this time, Liao Mingyu walked over with Dong Dao: "Want to go back to Chanda?" Okay, then we'll have to fix the tail in the back. There's a bunch of little devil scouts in the back, and you can follow you wherever you go, don't you feel uncomfortable? ”

Liao Mingyu's words caused a reaction from the defeated soldiers: "How can I solve it, I can't fight it, I can only run away"

"By the way, so many people were killed by them, where do you dare to fight them."

"Can't beat it? Did you guys fight!? ”

Liao Mingyu snorted coldly and pulled the bolt with a "brush".

"The little devils behind you are at best one or two squads, and there are more than 500 of you who still say that you can't beat them?"

"Everyone in the Sichuan Legion obeys the order and goes out with me! Let these frightened guys take a good look at how we fight. Target, Japanese scouts 2 km from the rear. Let's go! ”

The entire Sichuan Legion instantly erupted with a solemn and awe-inspiring momentum, and they were silent one by one, just clenching the rifles in their hands, following their regimental commander, and rushing in the direction of the little devil's forward.

The routs who were resting in place were stunned when they saw this scene, and they looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

"Finish, they're looking for death."

"It's too impulsive, just that little person, alas." A few of the defeated soldiers couldn't help but shake their heads and muttered to themselves.

……

Liao Mingyu led the Sichuan army to walk back for about a kilometer, estimating the location and letting everyone hide in the jungle.

The few people who were exploring the road in front ran back in a hurry, and said to Liao Mingyu: "Regiment leader, there is a small team of Xiao Dongyang in front, and they are about to come here, and they may have a team headquarters behind them."

"Mom, a small team dares to play forwards, we are a team of nearly a thousand"

Meng said in annoyance, these little devils don't take them seriously.

"I'm afraid these gray grandsons don't know how to write dead characters, who gave them the courage to be more arrogant than Lao Tzu." Long Wenwen was also scolding, completely forgetting the fact that he had just called himself the gray grandson of who was in order to recruit soldiers.

"It's probably Liang Jinru~" Liao Mingyu quipped.

"Huh? This Chief Liang even knows a little devil? Meng said suspiciously, he had heard Liao Mingyu talk about this Liang more than once.

"Fuck your uncle, stop talking, get ready, Milong, you and Cui Yong arrange machine gun support, let's eat this gang of little devils!"

Liao Mingyu couldn't help but blush, and hurriedly issued an order to fight, just waiting for the arrival of this group of little devils who didn't know the height of the sky. A squad of 5,60 people, for the Sichuan Legion of more than 300 people, it is a piece of cake.

On the other side, the group of more than 500 people all stayed in place without knowing why, and they were all anxiously listening to the movement behind them.

"Boom!"

"Dada!"

After a while, there was a fierce explosion of guns and shells from behind, which startled the gang.

"It's a fight!"

"Look, the little devils still have cannons, where are they opponents."

"Why don't we go over and help?" A young soldier said worriedly to his companion.

"If you want to help yourself, go yourself, don't drag us to death together, you don't know the combat effectiveness of the little devils, most of them won't be able to come back if they go like this."

A big soldier next to him said disdainfully that he had been frightened by the little devil and was very optimistic about the behavior of the Sichuan Army.

After about half an hour, the gunfire behind gradually stopped. But they didn't see the people of the Sichuan Army come back.

"It's over, and it's eaten by the little devil again."

"Alas, tell me, what are these people doing, they have to be angry with the little devils."

"Forget it, let's go quickly, it's too late, the little devil will catch up!"

Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed, and got up from the ground to leave, they all thought that Liao Mingyu's troops had been wiped out by the Japanese.

At this moment, the young soldier just turned his head and looked at it, and he was immediately shocked! He stretched out his hand and pointed behind him, and shouted, "Look, they're back!" ”

Everyone turned around, only to see the young officer leading the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion striding towards them.

The whole army had a murderous aura, and the bright bayonets were still mottled with blood. Everyone held their heads high and had a glow of confidence.

"Wow"

A large pile of Japanese weapons and guns were thrown on the ground. Among them, there are also several heads of lieutenants and military officers.

The rout's eyes widened, and they looked at Liao Mingyu and his party in disbelief. And they did!

"See, the devil team, only fifty or sixty people, was cleaned up by us three times five divided by two."

Long Wen stood in the middle of the team, crossed his waist, and spat about their glorious achievements.

"Look! The devil's 38 style, the crooked handle, and those 50mm grenadiers, the little devils are nothing remarkable, how can you say so tiger? ”

"How's that! Is there anything else to say? ”

"Think about it, do you follow us to fight devils, and then return to Chanda in a beautiful way, or continue to be your deserter, and go back to be sent to a military court by Commander Nayu."

Liao Mingyu stood up at the right time and preached to the defeated soldiers: "I tell you, even if you escape back alive, you will inevitably be forced to die on the battlefield as cannon fodder. ”

"I am the commander of the Sichuan Legion! Look at the soldiers under my command, which I brought out of Zenda, and ask how many little devils have died under their guns. ”

"I also promised them that I would bring them all home, and now tell me if you are willing to follow me to kill devils!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked by Liao Mingyu's hand, they looked at each other, their expressions were different, but they all seemed to have made a decision.

"The commander has a point, and after he goes back, he will still be punished as a deserter. It's better to kill a few little devils now. ”

"If you become a deserter or be sent back to the West Bank, what kind of toss is it?"

"I don't think the little devil is a big deal, didn't they also cut off their heads, let's do it"

"It's done!"

"Sir, let's join!"

One by one, the blood in the hearts of the defeated soldiers was aroused again, and sometimes the shadow of defeat only needed a victory to make it disappear. Although some people want to live better, no matter what, Liao Mingyu's appearance brings them hope.

A group of defeated soldiers agreed to join, and finally made this Sichuan army what it should be. This made several people in Long Wenwen grin happily. He, the deputy head of the regiment, is now worthy of his name.

Liao Mingyu said again: "Come with me!" I'll take you home! ”