Refuse to join the Wansui Army, I will build an ace division

Not only Qin Wei had this idea, most of the soldiers stationed on the front line had the same mentality.

If they were not worried about the negative impact, they would have slapped the people of the Southern Dynasty in the face long ago!

Is it that grandpa can no longer lift the knife, or grandson, you are getting cocky again? !

"Commander Qin, I hope you can send a team to conduct drills near Panmunjom!"

Li Xiangyang said.

"Sure, no problem!"

Qin Wei agreed readily.

"Also, I need a few more buglers."

"Trumpeter?!"

Qin Wei was stunned for a moment, "Xiangyang, why am I a little confused about what you mean?"

"Captain Qin, negotiation is all about momentum. Only when you overwhelm the other side with momentum will the enemy be convinced."

Li Xiangyang explained with a smile.

Former Eagle Sauce Commander-in-Chief General Ridgway once said that on the battlefield, as soon as this bronze instrument sounded, the Dragon Country's army would be like possessed, and would rush towards the Allied Forces recklessly. Whenever this happened, the Allied Forces would always be defeated like a tide.

A British soldier even wrote in his diary: That is the horn blown by the god of death. If you don’t want to die, run away quickly!

Almost every country that has fought with the Dragon Kingdom has a deep fear of the Charge.

As the best among them, the Southern Dynasty imprinted this fear in its blood, and it would never be forgotten even in later generations.

When the charge sounded, the entire army had only one belief.

forward!forward!forward!

It is this fearless spirit that makes the charge a symbol of our military soul.

第三次战役期间，39军116师第37团第7连曾奉命坚守阵地，与日不落精锐部队29旅展开作战。

The 7th Company repelled countless enemy attacks, but its own company commander and instructor also died one after another.

In the end, they ran out of ammunition and food, and even the soldiers who were transporting the supplies were completely killed.

A bugler named Zheng Qi, along with a few remaining comrades, put on their bayonets and prepared to fight the enemy to the death.

He raised the bugle in his hand, and the loud sound resounded in the sky above the ancient city.

As a result, upon hearing this heart-stirring charge, the 27th British Brigade actually stopped the attack. They thought that our main force had arrived, so they turned around and ran away.

This shows what the charge means to the enemy.

Qin Wei obviously knew about this, and he nodded in realization, "You still have many ideas!"

"Since Nanchao thinks he can do it again, let them remember that they couldn't do it in the beginning, and they can't do it now!"

Li Xiangyang said word by word.

.......

The sky in the distance was covered with thick dark clouds, which seemed to be falling down, giving people an unspeakable feeling of oppression.

The cold wind is raging, making people feel chilled.

Bai Shanhua drove to the agreed negotiation location, a wilderness near Panmunjom.

And this was exactly Li Xiangyang's idea.

As soon as Bai Shanhua got off the car, a gust of cold wind made his scalp numb.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his cheek.

"Commander, it's snowing!"

The soldier next to him reminded.

For some reason, Bai Shanhua suddenly had a bad feeling.

It snowed on the day of the negotiations. It didn't seem like a good sign!

At this moment--

"squeak"

Several cars arrived one after another, and the Longguo delegation got out.

The leader was Li Xiangyang.

"Hello, Commander Li!"

When he saw the young man, Bai Shanhua felt a sense of oppression, which made his breathing unconsciously quicken.

He took the initiative to step forward, bent slightly, and extended his hand.

"Master Bai Shanhua, I have long heard of your great name!"

Li Xiangyang didn't move and looked him up and down.

Bai Shanhua just stood there frozen, not knowing whether to take his hand back or not.

Just when he was at a loss, a familiar male voice sounded.

"Brother Bai!"

Bai Shanhua looked up and found that it was his younger brother, Li Zaishin!

"Humph!"

Bai Shanhua's face was gloomy and he snorted coldly from his nose.

Although he could understand Li Zaishen's choice, the other party was a Dragon Country man after all at this moment. If he got too close to him, it would have a bad influence.

"Hello, Commander Bai. I am Liu Song, the deputy leader of the Dragon Country delegation."

Liu Song is indeed a negotiation expert. His every move makes people feel warm and at ease. Although he is very dissatisfied with the Southern Dynasty, he maintains a very friendly attitude.

Seeing this, Bai Shanhua breathed a sigh of relief.

If all the representatives of Long Country are people like Li Xiangyang, then there is no need for him to stay here.

"Let's sit down and talk slowly."

Liu Song said.

Soon, people from both sides sat across the table from each other and looked at each other in silence.

"huhu"

The gloomy sky occasionally emitted a whistling sound, and the cold wind blew on Bai Shanhua's face, feeling like a knife cutting the flesh, causing a dull pain.

Before I knew it, there was a thin layer of white snow on the ground.

"Master Li, you are not as good as us..."

Bai Shanhua noticed that several of his representatives had pale faces and slightly trembling shoulders, so he wanted to propose moving the negotiations inside.

But at this moment, Li Xiangyang interrupted him.

"It was all white, what a clean death!"

He stared at Bai Shanhua with a playful tone.

"Master Bai, tell me, which side's people died more cleanly?"

Bai Shanhua was frightened by his eyes and his face gradually turned pale.

"Master Bai, this is what is said in a famous book of our Dragon Country. Don't worry."

Liu Song added on the side.

"I see......."

Bai Shanhua breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense mood eased a little.

He thought that Li Xiangyang wanted to fight if they disagreed with him!

"Master Li is so knowledgeable at such a young age. I admire him!"

Bai Shanhua forced a smile.

"Hache"

Suddenly, a representative next to him sneezed.

Li Xiangyang turned his gaze towards him and frowned.

"Commander Li!"

Bai Shanhua was afraid that he would be dissatisfied, so he quickly explained: "It's too cold here, why don't we go inside to talk? If either party gets sick, it will really delay the negotiation process!"

"Get ill?"

Li Xiangyang seemed to have heard a joke, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Commander Bai, you may not understand that our army has been fighting in this environment since entering North Korea."

He looked at Bai Shanhua and said slowly, "Commander Bai, have you ever experienced a forced march in minus 40 degrees Celsius? Have you ever felt your blood slowly cooling down, your muscles gradually stiffening, your fingers frozen firmly on the butt of the gun, and you couldn't even pull the trigger?"

A drop of cold sweat slid down Bai Shanhua's forehead.

He didn't even dare to breathe and could only listen to Li Xiangyang's story tremblingly.

"Oh, I forgot, with Master Bai's status, how could he put himself in danger!"

Li Xiangyang smiled casually, but his expression was very cold, without any smile at all.

"So, Commander Bai definitely doesn't understand what it feels like to be frozen to death!"

"Commander Bai will never understand how humiliating it is for these fallen soldiers to not be able to return home with their bodies!"