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Chapter 675: Confrontation at the city gate, scolding Yu Xiaoqing
“You are a brave and righteous man. Please accept my greeting!” The old man raised his walking stick and was about to salute Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong quickly stepped forward and held him. Although considering the time he spent in the copy world, Wang Zhong was old enough to be the old man's grandfather, but now Wang Zhong looked like a young man in his twenties or thirties, so naturally he didn't want to accept the old man's courtesy.

"Mr. Wang, you are really embarrassing me!"

"Sir, you are an elder, how can you greet us juniors with courtesy?"

"There are no elders or juniors here. There are only a group of common people who have saved their lives and property for us because of the heroes who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood." The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, and he shouted loudly.

"Somebody come!"

"Pour wine!"

Soon, two people came up to the crowd holding wine jars and large bowls.

“Brave man!” The old man looked at Wang Zhong and said with joy, “Don’t worry, brave man. I have already arranged the place and herbs. We Zen masters are always simple and honest. Today I will give you a bowl of welcoming wine.”

"The events of the battlefield are yesterday's events. Today you come to sleep drunk in your hometown. We Zen masters and gentlemen will never laugh at you!"

I'm coming!

A classic scene from the original novel.

However, the target changed from Long Wenjian to Wang Zhong.

Taking the full bowl of wine from the old man's servant, Wang Zhong looked at the old man and said, "Sir, this is a very good thing. We brothers have sacrificed our lives and shed our blood on the other side of the river to fight against the Japanese invaders and defend our country.

"We brothers live and die together. I will accept this bowl of welcoming wine on behalf of all the brothers!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wanzhong turned around and said to the ragged cannon fodder, "Brothers! This wine is a welcome drink given to us by the elders and villagers of Zenda. We lived and died together on the battlefield, so today this welcome drink should be drunk together by all the brothers."

"Why don't you hurry up and thank the elders and fellow villagers!"

"Thank you for the welcoming drink, fellow villagers!" After saying this, Wang Zhong was the first to raise the wine bowl high, loudly thanking the Zenda people around him. Then he took the bowl to his mouth, gulped a few times, and drank one-fifth of the wine. Then he handed the bowl to Long Wenjian next to him.

Seeing this, Long Wenjian immediately took the wine bowl and imitated Wang Zhong: "Thank you for the welcome drink, fellow villagers!"

After saying that, he took a big sip and then passed the wine bowl to Meng Fanle who was beside him.

The cannon fodders immediately understood what they meant and followed their example, drinking one after another. Before each drink, they raised their wine bowls high like Wang Zhong and Long Wenjian and loudly thanked the elders and villagers around them.

When the old man saw this, a strange look flashed across his eyes as he looked at Wang Zhong. He then stroked his long beard lightly, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

Since it is a welcoming party, it certainly cannot be for just one person. These soldiers had fought bloody battles with the Japanese army on the other side of the river and had survived many dangers before returning to Zenda.

They all remembered vividly the great battle that took place at Nantianmen on the opposite bank more than ten days ago. That night, almost no one in Zenda City could sleep, and the sound of gunfire throughout the night kept them awake as well.

Especially in the early morning, the counterattack launched by Wang Zhong and others with the support of Yu Xiaoqing's artillery fire was even more powerful.

Just by listening to the sound of gunfire coming from the other side of the river, the people of Zenda could imagine how brutal the battle on the other side was.

"Wait a moment, brave man. I have already asked someone to clean up the house. It won't take long to vacate the house and settle these wounded first."

“You are so righteous, old sir!” Wang Zhong bowed to the old man again.

"I am a younger brother who was injured. Thank you for your help, sir."

"Brave man..." The old man was about to say something when the roar of cars and the sound of uniform running came over.

I saw a military convertible SUV driving in front, and a team of well-equipped Kuomintang soldiers followed the SUV and trotted up to the crowd. The people around made way for them one after another.

The off-road vehicle stopped steadily in the middle of the road at an angle. Yu Xiaoqing, holding a short whip, jumped off the off-road vehicle with a serious and stern expression.

Wang Zhong and Lin Yi hurried forward and saluted Yu Xiaoqing.

"Master's seat!"

“Deputy Battalion Commander Wang, do you still have eyes for me, the division commander?” Yu Xiaoqing put his hands behind his back and looked at Wang Zhong, his expression still unusually serious.

"The commander is the highest commander of the Jiang defense appointed by the higher-ups. I am not blind and I can recognize the commander."

Yu Xiaoqing's eyes swept over the ragged cannon fodders behind Wang Zhong, who looked like savage beggars, but when he saw the more than 200 wounded soldiers, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"How many of you are left now?"

"Report to the commander! We still have 576 people left."

"Among them, there are 268 wounded soldiers, 63 seriously injured, 205 slightly injured, and 310 people who can fight."

The person who spoke was Ayi, who was the real battalion commander of the Third Battalion of the Sichuan Army.

The 310 people mentioned by Ayi did not seem to be intact, but they only suffered minor injuries which did not affect the battle.

There were only about a hundred people who were completely intact, without any injuries on their bodies.

"More than a thousand people moved back and forth within half a month, making the Japanese Takeuchi Regiment run around in circles, trying to defeat the Japanese at night in Nantianmen. Five days later, they captured the Japanese airport, annihilated countless enemies, and bombed the Japanese airport, greatly delaying the Japanese attack and reducing the pressure on the river defense."

"It seems that the half-base of artillery firepower supporting Nantianmen was still insufficient."

Yu Xiaoqing listed the heroic deeds of Wang Zhong and others on the other side of the river today, and his eyes turned complicated when he looked at Wang Zhong.

“Master, you are too kind!” Wang Zhong said, “If you hadn’t thrown us on the other side, we wouldn’t have had the opportunity to accomplish so many feats.”

As soon as Wang Zhong said this, Yu Xiaoqing's face turned red instantly.

I don't know if it's because I'm holding it back or because I'm embarrassed.

"The original evacuation was an order from our superiors. I am a soldier, and a soldier's duty is to obey orders."

"So the commander of the Sichuan Army abandoned most of the army, took only his own people, and ran back to Zenda. He also ordered the battalion commander in charge of river defense to blow up the bridge, cutting off the retreat of more than a thousand of our brothers."

"In fact, we should thank the division commander. If it weren't for the division commander, we wouldn't know that we are so good at fighting. We wouldn't know that the Japanese army, which we thought was invincible, could actually be defeated."

"Wang Zhong, what did you say!" Before Yu Xiaoqing could even open his mouth, Zhang Lixian, He Shuguang and others beside him could no longer sit still. The impulsive He Shuguang immediately drew his gun and pointed it at Wang Zhong.

Unexpectedly, his pulling out of the gun immediately caused a chain reaction. The cannon fodder behind Wang Zhong also raised their guns without hesitation. Some of the Bula people directly pulled the bolt to load their guns. Milong's light machine gun also pointed at Yu Xiaoqing at the first time.

The 'elites' behind Yu Xiaoqing immediately drew their guns and aimed at the cannon fodder.

Zhang Lixian. He Shuguang and the others' faces changed instantly. "What do you want to do? Rebellion?"

He Shuguang, in particular, looked as if he had eaten shit and his face was the ugliest.

"You idiot, you're the only one with a gun, right?" "Why are you pointing at our battalion commander?"

"Correct!"

"Why!"

"You bastard, if you try to understand, I'll shoot you in the head!" Bula spat and said the harsh words calmly.

Even those wounded soldiers who were unable to move pointed their guns at Yu Xiaoqing's elite troops.

Although Yao Ma didn't say anything, his finger was already on the trigger.

The atmosphere in the field changed instantly, and the people around retreated far away, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

But at this moment, Wang Zhong, who was being pointed at by dozens of guns, suddenly burst into laughter.

After the laughter died down, Wang Zhong looked straight at Yu Xiaoqing, ignoring the dozens of guns pointed at him, and asked loudly: "Why, can't we say anything about what Master Yu did? Or does Master Yu want to kill people in broad daylight?"

"Or are all these things just now made up by me to slander Master Yu?"

Yu Xiaoqing remained silent, his face turned from red to blue, he tightly grasped the short whip in his hand, his cheeks bulged from biting his teeth.

"That's right. Commander Yu is no longer the commander who was full of passion and ambition and went to the shelter to integrate our group of defeated soldiers and wanted to cross the river to attack the Japanese army."

Yu Xiaoqing's face became increasingly ugly. Wang Zhong was now completely stripping off his fig leaf, exposing his scars to everyone.

"That's right! After all, Master Yu is now the commander of the river defense, and his reputation cannot be ruined!"

Listening to Wang Zhong's sarcastic words, Yu Xiaoqing took a deep breath and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you want to start an internal fight? Put down your guns!"

"Master!" Zhang Lixian frowned and looked at Yu Xiaoqing!

"Why, my words as the commander are no longer effective?" Yu Xiaoqing turned around and looked at his trusted followers behind him.

The confidants looked at Yu Xiaoqing with an angry face, lowered their heads and put down their guns.

But Bu La and others on the opposite side will not listen to him.

Yu Xiaoqing turned around and looked at the hundreds of guns still pointed at them, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

It was not until Wang Zhong raised his hand to signal that Bula and others put down their guns.

"Damn you!" Bu La cursed, but he was still ready to shoot at any time.

"cut!"

"I thought a real fight was about to break out!" Milong retracted his machine gun with disdain.

Although Doubing next to him did not say a word, his eyes were fixed on the trusted elite soldiers behind Yu Xiaoqing.

Meng Fanle, who was always sharp-tongued, kept his mouth shut at this moment and did not utter a word.

"Can we have a good talk now?" Yu Xiaoqing walked up to Wang Zhong again and looked at him.

"Of course!"

“But don’t talk to me.” Wang Zhong suddenly turned sideways and looked at someone behind him.

Yu Xiaoqing looked over and saw Long Wenjian wearing the lieutenant colonel's uniform.

"Let me introduce you. This is the proxy regiment collectively elected by the Third Battalion of our Sichuan Army Corps."

"Acting leader?" Yu Xiaoqing looked at Wang Zhong in confusion.

Wang Zhong said sarcastically, "We can't help it. Our regular regiment commander abandoned us and ran away. Our battalion commander is a new soldier who has never been on the battlefield and doesn't know how to command. In order to gather the defeated soldiers and command everyone to fight the Japanese invaders, we can only elect an acting regiment commander to command the entire regiment."

"This is the acting leader elected by all of us!"

“Long Wenjian greets the Master!” In front of Yu Xiaoqing, Long Wenjian did not have the toughness of Wang Zhong. He was clearly a grown man, but in front of Yu Xiaoqing, he acted like a bullied young wife.

"I remember that the commander of the British airport had checked your identities with his superiors, and he seemed to have mentioned you at that time." Yu Xiaoqing looked at Long Wenjian.

Long Wenjian felt a little guilty when he looked at him and didn't dare to look at Yu Xiaoqing.

There was no way. It was because this guy had been using the excuse that Yu Xiaoqing was dead from the beginning. He was the temporary head of the regiment appointed by his superiors.

"Those British guys also mentioned this to us." Long Wenjian nodded.

"So, you were the one who was in charge during these days on the other side?" Yu Xiaoqing was still looking at Long Wenjian with scrutiny and curiosity in his eyes.

Long Wenjian nodded and said, "That's about right."

Yu Xiaoqing nodded, and then asked: "Your command is good. You were also in the Sichuan Army? What was your position? Why don't I have any impression of you?"

There are three battalions in a regiment, and Yu Xiaoqing basically knows all the battalion commanders, deputy battalion commanders and supervisors. He even remembers the two battalion commanders, Wang Zhong and A Yi, of the third battalion composed of defeated soldiers, but he has no impression of Long Wenjian at all.

Long Wenjian lowered his head and said a little embarrassedly: "I was originally a lieutenant, in charge of military supplies."

Yu Xiaoqing's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Long Wenjian in disbelief: "Quartermaster Lieutenant?"

"Master Yu was born into a military family with a strong background, but he fled at the first sign of trouble when facing the Japanese army, and was defeated. Although our Commander Long was only a quartermaster lieutenant before, since he was elected as the acting commander, he has led us to fight the Japanese army no less than 20 times, and won every battle."

Before Yu Xiaoqing could speak, Wang Zhong opened his mouth again, and with just a few words, he blocked what Yu Xiaoqing was about to say.

Today, Wang Zhong had stripped Yu Xiaoqing's face off and thrown it to the ground and stepped on again and again. Now that Wang Zhong stepped on him a few more times, Yu Xiaoqing was not as angry as before, but more ashamed.

At the beginning, he was the one who personally took people to the shelter to trick these defeated soldiers. Just as Wang Zhong said, he tricked them into going to Myanmar, but also abandoned them in Myanmar and treated them like garbage.

It was Long Wenjian. It was Long Wenjian who led these defeated soldiers to fight the Japanese army again and again on the opposite bank. It was Long Wenjian who brought them back to Zenda from the opposite bank. It was Long Wenjian who made up for the mistakes made by Yu Datiexue.

"call!"

Yu Xiaoqing took a deep breath and said to the two of them, "It's no use blocking them here with so many of us. Let's go back to the barracks first and sit down and talk it over."

Long Wenjian was about to speak when Wang Zhong stepped forward again and said, "Please speak first before you act. We have asked the local gentry in the city to find a clean place for these injured brothers to stay. If you are willing, please send some doctors with medicine to treat these brothers."

Yu Xiaoqing looked at the more than 200 seriously wounded soldiers and nodded, "No problem!"