Nostalgia for the past is because the past is worth remembering. W. w'w. Xiang is not a particularly sentimental person.

The reason why he felt lonely and nostalgic was because Xiang Ji suddenly realized that he could only find himself and his home in the past. And now, he was just a lonely wanderer wandering between countless planes. The past cannot be traced, and the future cannot be expected, all he has is the present, and following the mission of the main god is the only thing Xiang Ji can do.

Xiang Ji has always regarded the mission experience of the Grandmaster World of the Republic of China as a special trip. He knew from the beginning that he didn't belong here, and he naturally lacked a sense of substitution for those happy things and sad things. All the people and things in this time and space are a magnificent picture, and he is the one who looks at the scenery outside the painting.

While looking at the scenery here, he learned some useful things, sharpened his kung fu along the way, and carefully experienced every detail of the operation of the mountain. Seeing that I am more and more familiar with this kung fu and understand more and more, I still feel that I am still enjoying this kind of day.

It wasn't until he stepped into the Yellow River Valley that Xiang Ji felt for the first time that he was in the painting, rather than a person who had nothing to do with the painting.

In reality, Xiang Ji is a northerner, and in terms of his time dimension, Xiang Ji has been away from his hometown for a long time. Since that unexpected return in the early days of Xiang Ji, he hadn't set foot on that familiar land for nearly twenty years.

I don't know what it's like to miss if I don't leave my hometown, just like many Chinese who have left their hometowns and crossed the ocean will not know how patriotic they are until they go abroad. Xiang Ji also underestimated the emotional impact of his hometown.

At the beginning of the Grandmaster World of the Republic of China, because it was in the south, Xiang Ji's feelings were not profound. 8_w-w·w-.'Faced with unfamiliar mountains and waters, Xiang Zhi, who saw everything from an outsider's perspective, did not realize that this was the first mission world he had encountered since entering the main city that was highly similar to his native plane. After all, the previous Chu and Han worlds were created by the direct intervention of the main gods, and the geography of the mountains and rivers in that plane was largely different from the native world that Xiang Ji was familiar with.

Therefore, when he crossed the Yellow River through an unknown ferry a few days ago, he suddenly saw the familiar yellow earth, the familiar geography of mountains and rivers, and heard the familiar hometown accent, Xiang Ji couldn't help but burst into tears. Even if his hometown in this world didn't have the modern buildings he was familiar with, the mountains and rivers he occasionally saw in this midnight dream were enough to penetrate Xiang Ji's defenseless heart.

Xiang Ji is deeply aware that he is not only an outsider who sees the scenery in this world, but also a ghost with no roots, no matter what world he is in. Not only here, there is no place for him in this world of the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, and even his own original world has long abandoned him in the flowing time.

Thousands of universes, how vast, but unfortunately there is no corner of the item. Perhaps, only in the place where my relatives are, can I find a sense of home? Xiang Ji had been subconsciously avoiding this question before, but today's unexpected encounter made him suddenly want to end his mission early and leave here.

It was in this state of mind that Xiang Ji began his first battle after going north......

The Eight-Nation Alliance's War of Aggression against China refers to the war that was induced by the joint expeditionary force sent by the British Empire, the United States of America, the French Third Republic, the German Empire, the Russian Empire, the Japanese Empire, the Austro-Hungarian Empire, and the Kingdom of Italy to suppress the Boxer Rebellion in northern China on May 28, 19oo (the 26th year of Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty). 8_>_w-w-w'.·y·a-w'e-n·8-.'c=The total number of the joint expeditionary force sent by the eight countries was about 30,000 at the beginning, and later increased to about 50,000.

At the end of the 19th century, imperialism set off a frenzy to carve up China and provoked the anti-imperialist patriotic movement of the Boxer Rebellion. In March of the 26th year of Guangxu (April 19oo), the Boxer Rebellion had spread from Shandong, Zhili and other places to the suburbs of Beijing, and it was vigorously unfolded.

In order to suppress the Boxer Rebellion and expand their aggression against China, the eight imperialist countries of Britain, France, Germany, Austria, Italy, Japan, Russia, and the United States jointly marched into China under the pretext of exclusion by the Qing government. In June 19oo, the Eight-Nation Coalition captured the Dagu Fort; In July, Tianjin was captured; In August, Beijing was occupied. The war ended with the defeat of the Qing Dynasty and the signing of the Treaty of Xinchou with the foreign powers, with a compensation of 450 million taels of silver.

When Xiang Ji came to Tianjin, it was the sixth day in the world. It was the hottest season of the year, and the war was in full swing.

"Hey, the young boy is disobedient, I have to cross the river!" the chattering captain held a small sampan and lowered the Xiang Ji on the bank.

"Come back, old man. Xiang Ji didn't say much, but just told the fisherman who had sent him across the river to hurry back to the other side. Xiang Ji, who arrived at his destination, was now blocked by a river. There was a war going on the other side, and no one on the river wanted to cross the river at this time.

In the end, Xiang Ji rented a fishing boat at a high price in the fishing village, and then arrived at the battlefield on the other side. The old man had already persuaded Xiang Ji several times along the way, and now that the wood was complete, he had to shake his head and hold the small sampan and hurriedly leave the dangerous place.

The old man's eagerness and panic seemed to be justified, and as soon as he stepped onto the empty ferry terminal, before he could check the situation, Xiang Ji heard two piercing gunshots from a nearby village, and this place was obviously not safe.

The sound of bolt-activated rifles is the army! Xiang Ji's heart moved, and he hurried towards the village. Then, he saw a group of Asian faces in black uniforms and hats with strange accents burning and looting in the village. The group he saw was a dozen or so men, most of them armed with long-pole rifles equipped with bayonets, and a guy who looked like an officer, with a pistol pinned to his waist and a long, sharp and narrow command knife, pulling the bloodied long knife out of a corpse on the ground. Around him, there were dozens of corpses of villagers in different places, and the red blood had gathered into a river.

Seeing the iconic Ren Dan Hu on the lips of the guy with the knife, Xiang Ji instantly confirmed the identity of these people, and a nameless anger followed. It's you guys again?!Xiang Ji, who was already not in a good mood, was even more angry when he saw this scene, and rushed straight forward without thinking about it.

I no longer cared about the low-key principle formulated in advance, and I forgot my previous fear of the powerful firepower of the army in this era, and my mentality was a little stimulated.

Looting neighbors, searching for goods, and slaughtering defenseless civilians didn't require much ammunition to be wasted. When a Japanese soldier saw Xiang Ji, who looked like a mad tiger but rushed up with his bare hands, he didn't think much about it, and casually picked up his gun and fired a bullet. Then with a click, he lowered his head and pulled the bolt to exit the cartridge case, and did not look at the item again. Dead man, what's there to see? He's seen too much these days.

Suddenly, he heard an exclamation, what? When he looked up, he saw that the Chinese was actually still alive! And it was already close in front of him, a fist in his eyes was getting bigger and closer, and then his eyes were black, and they hit his cheek directly.

The Japanese soldier who fired the gun finally heard a soft thump in the back of his neck and lost consciousness. The other Japanese around him saw a dusty Chinese man rushing up and smashing a companion's neck with his fist. Then he seemed to be still angry, grabbed the collar of the corpse, and slapped the head with the palm of the other hand!

The unfortunate man's corpse was cut short out of thin air, and with the crunch of bones breaking, the corpse's head was violently slapped into its chest!

Letting go of the limp corpse, Xiang Ji looked at the Japanese around him with a gloomy face, and did not continue to move, his mood at the moment was not very good.

What happened just now? Xiao Lin obviously shot just now? Didn't he hit? But the distance was so close, how could it be? The scene was a little strange for a while. The robbers, who have been going smoothly and are scrambling for the first time in the war, have some nerves that can't react. One by one, they held the looted belongings and looked at this special Chinese.

"Baga! Kill to give!" (shooting)" The officer leading the team shouted an order, waking everyone up.

The officer leading the team pulled out the pistol on his waist and opened fire first.

Xiao Lin, an idiot, didn't shoot such a close target, and as a result, he lost his life in vain. However, it was just an accident, and your good luck ended there!

Several Japanese soldiers present at the scene fired bullets from their guns.

The bullets flew with cheers towards the target, which was standing still.