Anti-Japanese War: I, Li Yunlong, a warlord in Northwest Shanxi

Chapter 234: All brave men, have a glass of wine and have a safe journey!
Chapter 235 Have a good journey.
On the Baizhang Cliff, after Li Yunlong and others cut the rope, the little devils fell off the cliff one after another before they reached the bottom of the cliff, and Hiroshi Ito was one of them!

It's just that Hirohito Ito didn't fall to his death. When he fell off the cliff, he was actually very close to the bottom of the cliff, so he only broke one leg.

Holding the broken leg, Ito Hiroyuki was sweating in pain. If the little devil hadn't injected him with analgesics, he would have fainted from the pain.

A dozen little devils simply made a stretcher, and then they carried Ito Hiroshi and left dejectedly...

After this battle, Ito Hiroyuki was completely disheartened.

He brought more than a thousand people, but faced Li Yunlong and others with three to four hundred people. Except for the surviving defeated generals around him, the entire army was basically wiped out.

Not only were more than a thousand people killed, but his best friend also died because of him and eventually lost a leg!

Ito Hiroyuki knew that after he returned, he would most likely be sent back to the country. After all, he was a cripple and loser, and it was impossible for him to continue to be reused by the emperor...

On the cliff, a flash of fish belly white slightly illuminated the sky. Li Yunlong stood for a long time where Ito Hiroshi had slipped away.

When a cool mountain breeze blew, Li Yunlong came back to his senses...

"Monk, take the people to clean up the battlefield quickly. Dig a hole for the little devil's body and fill it in, and then quickly go to Zhongyi Village to rest!"

Monk Wei received the order. Although he was very tired, he still carried out the tasks assigned by Li Yunlong in an orderly manner.

Beside the temporary shack where seven or eight injured brothers were staying, Li Yunlong looked at his subordinates who were all wrapped up like mummies, and asked the medical soldier in pain: "How are you doing? There's no big problem, right?"

Hearing Li Yunlong's inquiry, the medical soldier who was immersed in suturing the wound was startled and directly pierced the soldier's flesh with a needle...

"You bastard, are you treating me, or are you using me for training?" The soldier who was pricked shivered in pain. It was obvious that the needle prick was not shallow...

Hearing the soldiers' wails, Li Yunlong laughed loudly: "If you still have the energy to curse, it's no big deal. If you cultivate yourself for a while, you'll be a man again!"

"Yes, Brigadier!"

After inspecting the wounded one by one, Li Yunlong came to the body of the dead Kuanglong Special Forces member.

"They are all good men! In your next life, join a good family and stop fighting with me. My abilities are limited and I really can't take care of you brats! Maybe it won't be long before the little devils will be beaten away by us, and so can everyone. Happy birthday in a few days!"

As he spoke, Li Yunlong couldn't help but his eyes turned red. The people lying in front of him were no more than thirty, and the youngest was no more than early twenties. These good years were completely over on this land.

"Brigadier...what's wrong with you...?" After Monk Wei finished cleaning the battlefield, he ran over to report. Unexpectedly, he happened to see Li Yunlong rubbing his eyes.

"The wind was too strong... there was sand in my eyes..."

He found a not-so-pretty excuse to excuse himself, but to his surprise, Monk Wei scratched his head and said doubtfully: "Wind? This... there is no wind..." As he said this, he also tested the wind power with his hands.

"I said that where there is wind, there is wind. Are you questioning whether I am telling lies?"

Seeing Li Yunlong's rare outburst, Monk Wei laughed and said: "Xin, I didn't have it just now, but now I have it. It's such a strong wind. Brigadier, I'm going to find some clothes to wear. I feel a little freezing..."

After saying that, Monk Wei disappeared in front of Li Yunlong as if he was running away.

The other members of the Kuanglong Special Forces also knew Li Yunlong's temper. Every time a brother was killed in battle, he would always mutter to the cold corpse for a long time!

No one knows what he said, and no one wants to know, because everyone knows that maybe one day they will know what their brigade commander said, and they can also be nagged by their brigade commander for a long time. It's war...

After everyone waited for a long time, they saw Li Yunlong starting to dig a hole with a shovel, and then they hurried over to help.

When everyone retreated back to Zhongyi Village, it was already approaching noon.

Because of the shared joys and sorrows this time, Zhongyi Village's doubts about Li Yunlong and the Kuanglong Special Forces team from the beginning to cooperation, and then to the final life-and-death struggle together, seemed to have long since eliminated the previous barriers.

As soon as we returned to Zhongyi Village, a woman brought hot steamed buns and vegetable soup to them. Whether they were people from Zhongyi Village or the Kuanglong Special Forces, everyone could always see amiable smiling faces.

Some people laugh, and of course some people cry...

In front of Zhongyi Village, a large mourning hall was set up. There was nothing else in it, except for a tablet with the names of many people written on it.

Mahua, old winter melon, vegetable roots, Xu Laizi...

These people all have code names, and many of them can no longer remember their real names, but those unique faces are branded in the hearts of those who are familiar with them!

The tiger from down the mountain came over with two bowls of wine and said to Li Yunlong who was eating with his head down at the side: "Commander Li, thanks to you and other brothers, our Zhongyi Village was saved this time! Brother, I have an unkind request. I would like to ask Brigadier Li to say a few words, is that okay?"

Li Yunlong held the wine, looked up at the sky, raised his hands and said: "When Master Wang brought peace to the world, he never forgot to pay tribute to the martyrs. I would like to toast you all heroes, and have a safe journey!"

(End of this chapter)