"Brothers!"
"Fengtian is our home. Now that the Japanese are doing evil here, are you willing?”
At this moment.
The security division commander, Feng Ding, shouted loudly.
His voice spread throughout the entire battlefield.
"No!"
"No!"
Hearing this.
All the soldiers present roared in unison.
The outside of the pass was a treasured land that their ancestors had developed for generations, a home forged by the bones of many ancestors.
How could they be willing to watch the Japanese burn, kill, rob, and commit all kinds of evil?
"I swear to follow the commander and chase the Japanese out of the pass.”
Feng Ding shouted again.
"I swear to follow the commander and chase the Japanese out of the pass!”
"I swear to follow the commander and chase the Japanese out of the pass!”
All the soldiers of the Feng army were excited and shouted.
The hatred accumulated in their hearts for so many years. At this moment, all they wanted was to kill the Japanese and take revenge.
Zhang Shao Shuai and the national team couldn't compare to Zhang Jing 'an and Marshal Zhang, who could help them fight the Japanese.
Zhang Jing 'an's smile grew wider as he watched the scene in front of him.
Feng Ding did better than he had imagined.
In just a short moment, these two sentences roused the emotions of all the officers and soldiers.
Now, the soldiers on the battlefield only acknowledged Zhang Jing 'an.
With these soldiers who recognized him as an example, would the loyalty of the entire army outside the pass be far away?
The road ahead was already open, waiting for him and the new Feng lineage would be a path to heaven.
When it was first established, the Feng Army was indeed a new army.
However, the malady left over from Zhang Yuting's era had not been completely cured. Instead, it had been magnified by Zhang Xiaoliu.
Until now, apart from being rotten, the army was still rotten.
The mighty Feng army attacked Chihli and Anhui horizontally and conquered Jiangzhe. Hundreds of thousands of people behind them could not even stop tens of thousands of Japanese. How ridiculous!
What was the use of such an army?
If he wanted to change the current situation outside the pass, the best way was not to reform the Fengjun, but to start over.
What Yan Huang did not lack the most was people. It was easy to find a group of young men who were suitable to be soldiers.
The reason why Zhang Jing 'an had racked his brains to convince the soldiers was because he did not have enough strength at the moment.
When there was enough time, he would reorganize the army and rebuild the mountains and rivers!
The guard division in front of him was the seed of rebuilding the army.
The elite guards were selected from the 200,000 soldiers of the imperial army. Even the ordinary soldiers were basically educated.
The officers came from Lu University, Baoding Military Academy, Fengtian Military Academy, and other official military academies.
Most of the high-ranking officers had overseas backgrounds.
These people didn't have the old-fashioned loyalty and patriotic thoughts in their bones. Instead, they had the new-style courage to save the country and the people.
After today's battle, they had completely submitted to Zhang Jing 'an and were filled with hope and yearning for the future.
In time, they would become the new strongest blades of the Feng family.
"Xiu! Bang! Bang!"
The 60mm mortars continued to fire into the trenches.
This section of the trench was getting shorter and shorter.
The original 70 to 80 Japanese soldiers were reduced to two or three.
Broken limbs were everywhere, and a lot of blood mixed with brain matter stained the soil, turning it into a mess.
"Vatahiva, don't you feel ashamed to use such dirty methods against the warriors of our empire?”
Shūji Sakata, the commander of the Kwantung Army's Sixth Regiment, shouted angrily.
Hearing this, the soldiers present were stunned.
They really didn't expect a Japanese to be able to speak such good Mandarin. It was even more accurate than what they said.
Only Zhang Jing 'an was not surprised.
During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the Chinese language used by the imperial court was regulated and called the official language.
In the Ming Dynasty, the capital was set up in Jinling, so the official language was based on the sound of Jianghuai.
The Qing Dynasty established the capital in Peiping, so the sound of Ji and You was correct.
In the early years of the Republic of China, the official language of the north was established as the national language.
East Japan and Yan Huang are separated by a strip of water, and have always been proud of learning Chinese.
The upper class, even the nobles, learned Chinese.
In addition, the Japanese had always regarded swallowing the Yellow Emperor as their biggest goal.
If they didn't know how to speak the official language, they would really be blind.
"Marshal, what do you think?"
Feng Ding glanced at the trenches, turned to Zhang Jing 'an, and asked.
"Let them out. I want to know what these Japanese want to say.”
Zhang Jing 'an sneered and said disdainfully.
"Yes, sir!"
Feng Ding immediately stopped the mortars, and the surrounding soldiers scattered to a hundred meters.
Immediately, a few Japanese with dirty faces walked out with Type 38 rifles with bayonet mounted.
Behind them, a Japanese soldier who looked like an officer also came out of the trench.
"Oh?"
Zhang Jing 'an glanced sideways and a glint flashed across his eyes.
Guandong Army officer, holding the emperor granted Zuo Guan Dao, the handle engraved with chrysanthemum.
This Japanese in front of him was truly an impressive Eastern Japanese noble.
"This humble one, the commander of the 6th regiment of the 3rd division of the Imperial Kwantung Army, Shoji Sakata, is willing to have a warrior duel with your commander.”
As soon as he stepped out of the trenches, Sakata Shoji swept his gaze across the battlefield and said proudly.
The few Japanese soldiers who followed him also revealed a determined expression. They were not afraid at all.
This behavior made many of the soldiers present sigh with emotion.
If our countrymen are as brave as the Japanese pirates, how can they be bullied and humiliated by the great powers?
"The Sakata clan was a noble clan from the ancient era.”
Narrowing his eyes, Zhang Jingan waved his hand and said,""Han Shaogong, go train this little Japanese.”
The Eastern Japanese were deeply influenced by the Yan Huang Empire. During the Jin Dynasty, the Sima family's reputation in the Eastern Japanese was even greater than in the Yan Huang Empire.
Sima Da and the others moved to the eastern Japanese to promote the development of local Buddhism and culture.
His son, Smadashina, became a monk for the royal family and founded the Sakata Temple, one of the earliest temples in the East Japan.
His daughter Sima Island is the ancestor of the Japanese nuns in the East and presided over Fengpu Temple.
His grandson, Sima Zhili, was granted the title of Great Benevolence, which was the third of the twelve crowns. His fief was near the paddy field of Sakata Prefecture in Jiang State.
According to the Japanese surname system, his family could only use the fief Sakata family and could no longer be called Sima family.
In other words, the Sakata clan's ancestors were actually from the Yan Huang people.
These people who betrayed their ancestors were even more hateful than the Japanese natives.
"Yes, Marshal!"
Han Shaogong immediately stretched his body.
All parts of his body emitted heart-palpitating bone sounds.
"Japanese."
"In terms of combat, I'm your ancestor!”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Han Shaogong charged out like a ferocious beast.
"Baka Yalu!"
How could Sakata Shoji not hear the contempt in his words? He drew his sword and charged forward.
The moment the two sides came into contact, Han Shaogong was as ferocious as a human-shaped tyrannosaurus.
His movements were extremely swift and quick. One grab, one knee, one elbow.
Shoji Sakata let out a wail. His hands were broken, and his bloody bones were exposed.
In the next moment.
Han Shaogong kicked him hard on the temple.
This Eastern Japanese noble son died.
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