"Who are you?"

Qi Jiguang saw Xia Xuan walking into the lobby, dressed in strange clothes, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Junior Xia Xuan, from more than four hundred years later, I have come to see Qi Jiguang, General Qi!"

After hearing that Xia Xuan was from more than 400 years, Qi Jiguang was even more puzzled.

"Young man, are you deceiving me that Qi is old and telling such lies to deceive me."

"More than 400 years later, although I am old, I am not confused."

"If you come to my mansion and rest for a while, Qi is welcome, but you deceive me, then find another place."

After speaking, Qi Jiguang continued to bow his head and counted the accounts.

"The juniors will not dare to deceive General Qi, the juniors are here this time to ask for something important!"

"Oh? Tell me, then, what is the matter? ”

Qi Ji didn't raise his bald head, continued to lower his head, looked at the account book, kept gesturing with his fingers, and kept chattering in his mouth.

"I want to ask General Qi, how to deal with the invasion of the Japanese invaders, and what should our people do if they are addicted to the Japanese culture?"

At this time, Qi Jiguang suddenly stopped the movements in his hands, his hands trembled a little, and he glanced up at Xia Xuan.

The young man in front of him, with black hair and yellow skin, really looked a little heroic.

Only the dress made Qi Jiguang very puzzled.

"Qi has been relieved and returned to the field, he is a husband, and such things should be reported to the court."

Hearing Qi Jiguang say this, Xia Xuan was not discouraged.

He knew that in Qi Jiguang's later years, the court was not kind to him.

The imperial court dismissed him from his position, and on the way back to Penglai, his younger brother was implicated in him and died.

Because he was plotted by the authorities in the court, Qi Jiguang was punished by the seizure.

So much so that in the end, he didn't even have money for medical treatment, and finally died of illness in Penglai's hometown!

"General Qi has been fighting horses all his life, crisscrossing the north and south of the frontier, and has made military achievements, but he never thought that when he heard the word "Wokou" in his later years, he refused to even raise his head."

"Young man, your agitation method is useless, I'm just a grass farmer now, Qi Jiguang, I'm already dead."

"Qi Jiguang, General Qi, he will always live in the memory of everyone in the Chinese nation, and the deeds of his life are enough for us to look up to."

"In the twenty-fifth year of Jiajing, along the coast of Shandong, the Japanese were raging, burning, killing, looting, raping, and plundering."

"You wrote the poem that shook my nation, 'I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope the sea will be flat'."

"At that time, your heart to resist the Japanese has been deeply planted!"

"In the thirty-second year of Jiajing, you entered the department to command the post of servant to defend against the Japanese on the coast of Shandong!"

"Thirty-four years of Jiajing, this year, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and the Japanese are extremely serious, you served as a general, transferred from Shandong to Zhejiang, and guarded Ningbo, Shaoxing, and Taizhou.

"However, history is always strikingly similar, in my later generations in China, the heart of the Japanese is not dead, like a robber, invading my homeland, slaughtering my people."

"I just want to ask, such a crime, such a bad act, General Qi, my Chinese nation, what should we do!"

Xia Xuan's words pierced Qi Jiguang's ears one by one.

It wasn't until he heard the last sentence, that in the future generations of China, when the heart of the Japanese was immortal, his whole body trembled.

"You, what did you say? The Wokos, the Wakos are back? ”

At this time, he finally couldn't sit still and got up to look at Xia Xuan.

And from Xia Xuan's eyes, he could see that this person did not deceive him.

Because he knew that the feeling and eyes of hatred for the Japanese and the tone of pity for the nation could not deceive him.

Because, once he was, the same was true.

"Are you really from the afterlife?"

"The juniors are true, and they don't dare to deceive General Qi."

"Okay, okay, come, you sit down and talk slowly."

As he spoke, he invited Xia Xuan to sit down with him.

"You just said that in the future generations, the heart of the Japanese will not die?"

"Hmm!"

Xia Xuan nodded heavily, and the picture of the massacre of 300,000 people in the city already appeared in his mind.

Thinking of this, his fists clenched a little unconsciously.

It was as if the nails had sunk into the flesh.

"My God, look at Qi Jiguang's eyes."

"This, this is too strong, just a look, I am full of respect, that kind of hatred for the Japanese to the bone."

"Damn, if all of us have a heart like General Qi now, why worry about the cultural invasion of his thieves, I!"

Qi Jiguang was confirmed by Xia Xuan, and in his eyes, the killing intent of swearing to kill the Japanese was not concealed at all.

Even, he is still worried about the invasion of the Japanese invaders, what will happen in the future, and what will be the situation.

"Then, what happened to the future generations of China?"

"General Huiqi, everything is fine in the future generations of China, and the Japanese will not dare to invade."

"However, the Japanese invaded, slaughtered 300,000 people in our city, burned, killed, looted, raped, adultered, and even spared their newborn children."

"This is a shame that my descendants will never forget in my life!"

Hearing this, Qi Jiguang was very shocked in his heart, his body trembled, his hands trembled, and his eyes began to turn red at some point.

"If the thief doesn't die, I won't die!"

"Unexpectedly, after my death, the thieves came back and slaughtered 300,000 people of our nation, sad, weeping, hateful!"

"It's a pity, my Qi Jiguang is now sick in his hometown, if I give me another chance, I vow to cross the coast, level the nest of the widows, and drive them out."

"The Japanese are endless, Qi is ashamed of the imperial court and the future generations of China!"

At this moment, Qi Jiguang's eyes were full of tears, and a man over fifty years old slapped the chair hard.

The words that came out of his mouth were still so arrogant, you can imagine how high-spirited he was when he was young.

He fought against the Japanese all his life, and he was crisscrossing the northern and southern territories, but he never thought that he would fall into such a field when he was old.

"Xia Xuan, you, since you can come here, then you must be able to go back, right?"

At this time, Qi Jiguang suddenly turned his head to look at Xia Xuan, and pulled him to say, his eyes were full of anticipation.

For a while, Xia Xuan didn't know what he wanted to do.

"General Qi, why did you suddenly ask that?"

"You, take me to the afterlife, I, I'm okay."

"Swear to kill the robbers, I will pacify the thieves who are not as good as the beasts."

When Qi Jiguang said this, Xia Xuan's whole mood had completely reached the verge of collapse.

What is it that makes an old man in his fifties still want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Maybe later generations of Huaxia don't understand, this thing flowing in the blood.

Qi Jiguang is not just a general of an era, his spirit should be worth inheriting.

If you think that the Ming Dynasty is too far away, then the time when it invaded China was only less than a hundred years apart.

The massacre, the invasion, all the things they have done on this land, we should not forget, and we should not forgive,

Moreover, we have not experienced it in future generations, but we must remember that we cannot forgive anyone for what our ancestors did!