War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 130 Kailu

Kailu.

When Xu Chaoyang and his companions rode their horses to the outside of the city wall of Kailu County, the bullet craters were still on the low city wall that bore traces of time. The penetrating power of the Japanese Type 38 rifle bullets was revealed in the cracks in the wall around the bullet holes. And they had finally found a place to live after escaping from the Northeast.

“Chaoyang, let your people hand the horses over to Mandulatu later. He is a young man who takes care of horses as if they were his own children. Don’t worry, he will never mistreat your war horses… Go!”

Li Haidan tapped the horse's belly lightly with his foot, and the horse immediately spread its four hooves, slightly quickening its pace and trotting towards the city. However, when Xu Chaoyang followed the horse team into the city, he saw a scene completely different from what he had imagined.

He thought he would see the Mongolian army, or the Northeast Army coming to help...

result!

After entering the city, I found that the doors of every household were closed. Only under a low shed at the entrance of a huge courtyard could I see a Northeastern Army soldier with a bandage on his head and a Mongolian with a bandage on his arm communicating.

The key point is the dejected look on their faces...

Didn’t we achieve a small temporary victory in Shebutu?
Why is there such an ominous atmosphere in the city?

Xu Chaoyang watched Li Hai ride alone into the courtyard and dismount in the yard, then he urged his horse to come over.

A man in a dark blue Mongolian suit among the Mongolian cavalry approached Xu Chaoyang, covered his chest with one hand, bowed slightly and said, "Captain Xu, leave the horses to me."

Xu Chaoyang turned around and shouted, "Altai, it's too tiring for this brother to take care of the warhorse alone. Ask a few brothers in the platoon to help."

He doesn't believe anyone now, even in Kailu!
Altai personally led two people over and said, "Our horses have bad tempers and can easily hurt people. It would be better if we accompany you..."

Mandulatu raised his head and looked at Xu Chaoyang, then looked at Altai who was standing behind Xu Chaoyang. He turned around with an unhappy look on his face, as if he was not trusted, and waved his hand: "Come with me."

Qu Yong also got off his horse and glared: "Why is he still looking so sullen? Does he deserve a beating?"

"Alright!" Yang Jingyu tried to calm down Qu Yong's anger: "Why don't you plant crops just because the crickets are calling?"

While Yang Jingyu and Qu Yong were talking, Xu Chaoyang turned around and walked towards the door. He leaned against the wall with his shoulder tilted, and listened to the conversation outside the door through the wall as if looking up at the sky.

"You have done well this time. You have commanded Li Haidan, who has been highly commended. The whole army has been informed of this and he has been appointed as the commander of the 1st Liaobei Cavalry Army. Even Liu Zhenyu has been appointed as the commander of the 2nd Army..."

"We are lucky, but no one even mentions it!"

"As for us, only his grandmother was raised by a stepmother!"

The Mongolian was still trying to persuade him at the door: "Aren't we all brothers?"

"My brothers?" The Northeast Army soldiers were not happy at the time: "My brothers, next time you go to fight a positional battle, we also have cavalry, you go and try the enemy's artillery!"

"Brother! That's easy to say!" After hearing this, Xu Chaoyang felt relieved and turned around and walked back to the yard.

This kind of thing is common in the Northeast Army. It's just the uneven distribution of spoils.

People from Northeast China care a lot about their reputation. They may not care no matter how much benefits you give them, but if you don’t say the right thing, they will be really angry.

Take the battle of Shebutu for example, all members of the 9th Brigade of the Northeastern Army participated in the battle and attracted the firepower of the Japanese army directly, which gave Li Haidan the opportunity to shoot from the side and won the victory. But when the matter was over, the little guy Zhang from the interior was not mentioned at all, and he drooled over Li Haidan and insisted on appointing him as the commander of the 1st Army of the Mongolian Border. What, the people of the 9th Brigade were not human beings?
In fact, Xu Chaoyang could understand other people's ideas. After all, Li Haidan was not a member of the Northeast Army yet, and the Northeast Army's cavalry was indeed inferior to others. So what was wrong with putting a big hat on Li Haidan? In this way, Li Haidan had a formal organization, and he didn't need to add guns and people to him. The Northeast Army also had real cavalry. What was wrong with that?
But the people below didn't understand, which led to the demoralization of the army.

What annoyed Xu Chaoyang was that even at this time, why were they still trying to be clever?
In the courtyard, a Northeast Army soldier with a cigarette in his mouth sat on a sack and swung his legs. Several of his companions were sitting or standing lazily around him, chatting. The whole courtyard didn't look like a military zone at all, but more like a gathering place for gangsters. Those Northeast Army soldiers with their shirts open really looked like big brothers roaming around in the underworld, rather than like soldiers.

Even so, Xu Chaoyang still suppressed his anger and walked over: "Brothers?" He asked in a friendly manner: "Where is the military doctor? A brother is injured."

The soldier holding the cigarette didn't even look at him. He tilted his head and hummed, "Which unit are you from? You asked the military doctor right away. Do you think this is your grandma's home?"

Qu Yong walked over with his head down. He had been in the Northeast Army for so long, and he had never seen anyone dare to talk to his elder brother like this...

Xu Chaoyang said slowly, "Ma Zhansan's unit, 7th Regiment, 2nd Battalion, 1st Company, Company Commander Xu Chaoyang."

"who!"

The Northeast Army soldier sitting on the sack turned his head and stared at Xu Chaoyang as if Sun Wukong had shouted "Ding".

Xu Chaoyang repeated again: "Ma Zhansan's unit, 7th Regiment, 2nd Battalion, 1st Company, Xu Chaoyang!"

"Bullshit!"

He jumped down from the sack, threw his cigarette to the ground, and shouted angrily, "The entire Seventh Regiment was destroyed by the Japanese artillery in Qi City. How could anyone survive?"

"I'm telling you, you can curse Xiao Liuzi or the Northeast Army and I won't pay any attention to you, but if you dare to slander Ma Ye's soldiers, I'll fuck your mother!"

Qu Yong wanted to go over and fight, but when the boy finished speaking, he stopped behind Xu Chaoyang as if he had stepped on the brakes.

Xu Chaoyang watched as the man came over and grabbed the front of his shirt, and said in authentic Northeastern dialect: "My eldest brother is Lü Damazi, the head of the Seventh Regiment."

He didn't say that their regiment commander was Lü Damazi. Just the word "big brother" made the soldier who was holding Xu Chaoyang's shirt loosen his hand and turned around and shouted, "Still standing there? Report it to the higher-ups and verify it quickly!"

Turning back, he pointed at Xu Chaoyang and said, "If you really mean it, we can do whatever we want. I'll let you ride on my neck and I'll personally hold the wine bowl and feed you wine. If you don't mean it, oh! We'll talk about it later!"

At the moment, not only are they stationed in Inner Mongolia in decline, but the entire Northeast Army is in decline, but Ma Ye’s troops are their only chance to survive!
In this situation, they do not allow anyone to impersonate or insult Ma Ye's troops. You can scold him, you can scold Xiao Liuzi, but they will never let you scold the souls who died in the battle on the river bridge!

(End of this chapter)