The next morning, the sound of the bombardment last night became a topic of conversation among the people of Fengtian.
It even made the front page of the newspaper. A piece of news titled " The Fengtian Army bombarded the Guandong Army Camp late at night. The bombing lasted the entire night." It had already spread throughout the entire Fengtian Province.
For a time, the commoners were talking about it with relish, praising the young and promising Young Marshal for having the demeanor of a Great Marshal.
The local people had long held grudges against the Cherry Blossom Tribe. Ever since the Guandong Army entered Fengtian, they had done countless dirty things in the areas they occupied. Not only did they rape and plunder, but some forces that did not obey them would send assassins from the Special Higher Police to assassinate high-ranking leaders. For a time, everyone felt threatened and could not bear the consequences.
Therefore, the Fengtian army bombarded the entire night, which greatly relieved everyone's anger. The villages that lived not far from the camps of both sides listened to the sound of the artillery all night long. Every family ran to tell each other, hoping that the Fengtian army would completely defeat the Guandong Army.
And the commander who gave the order naturally had a huge boost in prestige.
Although the Young Marshal's drunken actions were a little impulsive, he had managed to revive the powerful military style of Fengtian and establish his prestige among the people for the first time.
However, the next afternoon, an even more sensational matter came from Fengtian Province.
The source was still the newspaper.
This day was the busiest day since the establishment of Fengtian's newspaper agency.
In the morning, the Mukden army bombarded the Guandong army camp, which made the people celebrate and cheer.
In the afternoon, there was even more explosive news. It was like thunder on the ground. It instantly exploded on the already turbulent water surface of Fengtian!
In the newspaper was a blurry silhouette of a man.
At first glance, everyone would find it strange, but when they read it carefully, especially when they saw the title, their eyes immediately lit up!
Shocking! The mysterious masked man defeated the Wei Nation's Ronin Matsui Jiro and saved the dignity of the Martial Nation!
The Ghost of Guandong, Hades Reverses the Storm of Chinese Martial Arts!
The nameless hero! Who was he?
The short news headline was like a bell that rang deeply in everyone's hearts…
Ever since the Ronin challenged the dojo, they seemed to have witnessed the entire history of the decline of traditional martial arts.
Looking at the famous elders of the famous sects fall under the blade of the Wei Nation's arrogant ronin, they felt that their dignity had been insulted.
Those days.
Matsui Jiro's demon sword, Murasame.
A saber was so powerful that the entire Fengtian Jianghu Temple could not raise its head.
And this was also considered a lifelong shame by countless hot-blooded men!
It was like a sharp sword hanging on everyone's foreheads. They even had doubts. Could it be that National Martial Arts really couldn't compare to the Cherry Blossom Sword Technique?
However, the mysterious masked man's appearance finally dispelled the doubts that were buried in everyone's hearts.
Traditional martial arts could still be saved!
Our Chinese martial arts are stronger than the Japanese's sword arts!
If the commoners were like this, the entire Fengtian military, business, literary, and political circles were surprisingly unanimous in their views.
The news of the mysterious man defeating the Japanese spread like wildfire, waking up the people of the country from their numb dreams of becoming Japanese slaves.
With the help of the young marshal, the training program for the soldiers of Fengtian also included a few more traditional martial arts practices.
In the business world, some far-sighted businessmen began to enlarge the blurry photo of the back and hang it on the signboard. In an instant, the number of customers nearly doubled.
The literary world and the political world used their pens to publish articles about the soul of the nation. This nation had been suppressed for too long and was beginning to show signs of awakening.
Especially a young scholar whose pen name was Lu Xun. His words were especially sharp.
"Selling newspapers!"
At the same time, the Sakura Ronin Matsui Jiro, who had participated in yesterday's martial arts competition, was killed. It immediately became the headline of the newspaper and was printed in large numbers.
For a time, the news of the Fengtian army bombarding the Kwantung Army camp was also suppressed.
All the citizens of Fengtian clapped their hands and cheered when they heard the news in the newspaper.
"This short guy, let's see if he still dares to be arrogant in our territory!”
"It's so satisfying! It was a good kill, but why did they publish such a blurry back view?”
"What a hero. I heard that the ronin was no match for him. He wanted to ambush him, but he was killed by this person with a hidden weapon!”
"It seems that this damn ronin brother is also a lieutenant. Yesterday, I saw the Wei Nation military vehicle go to the police station, but I don't know what happened after that.”
“......”
The news of the Ronin's death spread like wildfire, and the entire city was in an uproar. Everyone praised the mysterious masked man with endless praise. For a time, the people were excited and patriotic sentiments erupted. The entire Fengtian City was very active. For a time, the number of people practicing martial arts in the major martial arts centers increased rapidly.
Lin Ling's accidental attack had actually caused a wave of martial arts in Fengtian.
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At this moment, in the highest command headquarters of the Kwantung Army.
Ono Minobu looked at the news in the newspaper and his expression changed.
The ronin had been killed, and the Fengtian army had bombarded his camp for an entire night. This had a very bad impact on the upcoming Great East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere Meeting.
The most serious thing was that the death of the Wei Nation soldiers had shaken the confidence of the Wei Nation soldiers.
This was not conducive to their next invasion.
Ono Minobu understood that the voices in the country were getting louder and louder. They could not stay in a corner of Fengtian forever.
The success of the invasion was related to the opposition between the two races and whether they could be integrated.
But now that this had happened, the mentality of these Chinese people began to change. They were unwilling to be enslaved and might develop a rebellious mentality.
Moreover, the failure of the assassination of the marshal had affected their next step.
In the end, Ono Minobu decided to invite international people from Fengtian Province. Since force was not feasible, they could only slowly infiltrate through culture.
Ono Mitsunobu's wild ambition was obvious. He wanted to slowly swallow the entire Fengtian and then invade the Great Land.
However, as long as Fengtian Overseer Zhang was not eliminated, he would still be a huge threat to him.
"Keiko, are you sure Overseer Zhang is still alive?”
Ono Minobu sized up Tanaka Keiko.
He had called Fengtian this morning to hold them accountable for the bombardment last night, but they had said that it was a command error and that the bombardment had gone in the wrong direction.
As an apology, he returned the Special Higher Police Chief, Keiko Tanaka, who had been captured the day before.
To the commander of the Kwantung Army, this was undoubtedly a great humiliation.
However, Ono Mikoto had no choice. Right now, he couldn't arm-wrestle with Marshal Zhang.
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Ps: I still have my drafts. I hope that all the bosses will make a fortune. Author, please do everything!!!
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