MTL - The War of Resistance-Chapter 1102 national roots

"It's so hanging!" The soldiers who crawled out of the dry well felt like they had survived a catastrophe. One soldier pointed to the door panel that was thrown to the side of the dry well.

Hearing what the soldiers said, Shang Zhen and Fang Yong noticed that the wooden frame on the edge of the broken door panel that was fastened to the dry well had been broken.

That's new stubble, although it's not very neat.

"Been stepped on by the little devil's war horse?" Fang Yong asked.

"Yes! It's thanks to me supporting it with my hands underneath!" Ben said, a soldier standing on the top floor.

"What do you mean you are supporting it with your hands?" The second soldier stepped on his shoulders was not happy, "Then there are two of us below, can you support it without us supporting you? "

"Yes, yes, yes, everyone has a share!" said the first soldier hastily.

Hearing what the soldiers said, Shang Zhen and Fang Yong could imagine the previous situation without them needing to explain.

The Japanese army's horse happened to step on the door frame.

Although the door frame was made of flat wood, it couldn't hold a Japanese big horse weighing several hundred kilograms to step on it.

Fortunately, there were soldiers holding it up below, and one leg of the horse had just broken the wooden door, but its other front leg fell on the ground.

Otherwise, although the horse said that it would not fall due to the small mouth of the well, it is certain that it will get stuck at the mouth of the well, and that kind of result, not to mention whether the soldiers in the well will be trampled by the horses, the battle will be difficult. It must have happened again.

"It's good that nothing happened. This time, the little devils and the others can't come again. Let's split up quickly and see if each family can find something to eat." Shang Zhen ordered, and at the same time he felt lucky in his heart. The move he made by himself is quite impressive! new

"Find water for our two great heroes." At this moment, the soldier joked.

Surprised but not dangerous, the Japanese army was fooled in the end, and the soldier thought about joking, and the other soldiers laughed when they saw Shang Zhen and Fang Yong.

Shang Zhen and Fang Yong got out of the ashes, neither of them need to look in the mirror, that is a black pig looking at an old raven, and they only need to look at each other to know how black they are now.

The two of them laughed too, and when they smiled, they showed their white teeth, just like the natives in Africa.

The soldiers went to the village to look for food, while Shang Zhen and Fang Yong stayed at the entrance of the village.

There are still Japanese and puppet troops active on the highway in the distance, and it is only now that Shang Zhen and Fang Yong have the time to talk about their respective situations.

Shang Zhen just casually said that he was from the Northeast Army, but he didn't say anything in detail.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk about it, it's because he has been to too many places and has "mixed" more or less in various departments of the Northeast Army, so he really has no way to talk about it.

However, the source reported by Fang Yong was the first time Shang Zhen had heard of it. The reason why it was called the source and not the number was because the team Fang Yong belonged to was called the "Red Spear Club"!

What's the point of throwing a red gun? Just based on this name, Shang Zhen thought of the scene of hundreds of peasants charging the Japanese army with spears with red tassels in their hands.

Seeing Shang Zhen's puzzled expression, Fang Yong explained to him.

It turned out that Fang Yong and the others were all from Henan.

Henan has always been a populous province in China, but the Yellow River flows through Henan, and there were eight years of flooding in those ten years, so that place was rich but poor.

Since the Boxer Movement in the Qing Dynasty, there has been a Red Spear Club in Henan, and when the Anti-Japanese War broke out, the Red Spear Club will attract more people. It is really red tassels rustling and colorful flags flying.

Some of the members of the Red Gun Club were incorporated by the Communist Party. As the battles continued, the red-tasseled guns and broadswords were naturally abandoned. Instead, they had rifles or even machine guns. Fang Yong and the others belonged to the 110th Division. .

Fang Yong couldn't tell which warlord the 110th Division belonged to, and Shang Zhen didn't bother to ask.

China has a large population, and the Li Central Army and the local miscellaneous military Shangzhen in the national government's military department are not clear, not to mention the plethora of local armed forces.

With his combat experience as a veteran, Shang Zhen didn't think that the Red Spear Society, a common people's organization, would have any combat effectiveness when fighting the Japanese army.

The reason is obvious, if the police charge towards the Japanese army with a gun in hand, that is giving away their heads, let alone the common people.

But having said that, it doesn't mean that he is not curious about the Red Spear Club, so he listened to Fang Yong.

In Fang Yong's narration, Shang Zhen knew a few things.

For example, the Red Spear Society is similar to the Big Sword Society and so on. Depending on the region, they will offer something, just like the people in the Northeast offering to the Great Immortal.

There are those for Avalokitesvara, the Supreme Lord, the Patriarch, and Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth and Martial Arts.

Shang Zhen has always believed in these things about gods and Buddhas. He believed in them when he needed them. When he didn't need them, he naturally put them aside. He listened to him and asked Fang Yong: "Then what do you offer?" ?”

"We, we offer Yue Fei Yue Wu Mu!" Fang Yong replied.

"This is a good offering!" Shang Zhen exclaimed in admiration.

Shang Zhen's culture is limited, but it doesn't mean he doesn't know the story of Yue Fei's fight against gold, he is a great national hero!

"The strong man eats the meat of the barbarians hungry, and laughs and talks about drinking the blood of the Huns!" Fang Yong said suddenly at this time.

Shang Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Say it again!"

"The strong man eats the meat of the barbarians hungry, and laughs and talks about thirsting for the blood of the Huns!" Fang Yong repeated hurriedly, not knowing why Shang Zhen had such a big reaction.

"Good! Good! Good!" Shang Zhen, who has always been prudent, understood this time. He muttered in a low voice, "Eat the little devil's meat when you are hungry, and drink the little devil's blood when you are thirsty." Then his voice All of a sudden, he became angry, "These words are ambitious! If we Chinese all think so, then there will be no puppet soldiers and no Han women!"

Shang Zhen has memorized a dictionary of idioms, but he has not memorized Yue Fei's "Manjianghong", so he naturally does not know where the two sentences "the strong man eats the meat of the barbarians hungry, and laughs and talks about drinking the blood of the Huns thirsty" come from.

But he knew that Hu Lu was not a Japanese devil, so Yue Fei's famous sentence successfully aroused a deep resonance in his heart!

Why do we say that the future of a nation is determined not only by technological power~www.novelbuddy.com~ but ultimately by culture?

Only a nation that follows the example of a hero who resists foreign aggression will take up the knife and gun and we will go to the battlefield!

So I really don't understand why people in later generations worship Wang Zhaoming and his ilk. If a nation follows such people as an example, I'm afraid it will really perish!

Culture is the spirit of resistance. Although we are backward, we can always improve our fighting wisdom by learning lessons from the setbacks in the past century.

For example, the Chinese People's Volunteers later became the best light infantry in the world. They brought the light infantry to the extreme, and finally forced the old US to sign the armistice agreement.

But if a nation has no spirit of resistance in its roots and bones, and the spirit has no place to settle down, it will inevitably become that rootless duckweed in reality.

Based on this principle, whether it is ancient or modern or contemporary, it is all established.

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