Devil's Army

After the song was over, everyone was still immersed in the feeling of homesickness.

Liu Cuihua kept staring at Gray Wolf. She only knew that the deputy commander loved to joke, but she didn't expect that he sang so beautifully.

He Shiqi was also shocked by Gray Wolf's singing. She couldn't imagine that the efficient and capable deputy commander could have such rich and delicate emotions.

"Good!" Xiao Fei and several classmates who came over at some point took the lead in applauding. Only then did the crowd burst into applause.

"This song expresses the aspirations of us Northeastern people. Drive the Japanese out of the Northeast!" Xiao Fei continued.

"Drive the Japanese out of the Northeast! Drive the Japanese out of the Northeast!" the onlookers shouted one after another.

Leng Feng saw this scene and thought to himself, "He really deserves to be a political worker."

Gray Wolf walked up to Liu Cuihua and said, "Can I have the wine now?"

"Deputy Commander, you sing really beautifully. Can you sing another song?"

"Next time, I'll sing next time. I don't feel like singing now. I want to drink."

Everyone laughed. Gray Wolf and Black Wolf each carried a jar of jam wine and left.

He Shiqi looked at the gray wolf's figure gradually walking away, and really wanted to say that we were together by the pond, enjoying the evening breeze, drinking jam wine, and watching the moon. But she didn't say it, she couldn't wipe her face. And she also knew that He Guihua had always liked the deputy commander.

Miao Nana was still immersed in the sad tune of the song sung by Gray Wolf. Leng Feng wanted to leave and walk around alone, but he found that his clothes were being pulled by Miao Nana.

"Okay" The shout from next door pulled her back, and Miao Nana quickly pulled Leng Feng into the crowd.

It turned out to be a rope pulling competition. Barun and Spring Festival Fishing defeated his squadron leader, and now his second battalion leader both came out and were ready to enter the finals.

Baron and the second battalion commander stretched their backs to relax their muscles.

"Okay, get ready," the referee said, and Baron and the second battalion commander tied a long red cloth around themselves, tied a knot in the middle of the cloth, and placed it on a line drawn on the ground.

"Start," the referee gave the order, and Baron and the second battalion commander pulled hard in front of them.

"Brother Baron, come on! Brother Baron, come on!" Miao Nana shouted at Baron.

When Barun saw his sweetheart coming to cheer him up, he immediately became more confident. The only flaw was that she was still holding Leng Feng.

The knot in the middle of the red cloth moved towards Baron for a while, and then was pulled to the second battalion commander's side.

In the end, the red cloth was completely pulled over by Baron, and Baron won.

"Brother Baron, you are so awesome!" Miao Nana rushed over, hugged Baron, then let go and returned to Leng Feng.

Baron stood there and grinned foolishly.

There were archery and other competitions ahead, but Leng Feng didn't want to watch them anymore and wanted to walk around by himself. So he said to Miao Nana:

"I'm tired and want to go back."

"Where are you going? I'll go with you. I have nothing to do today anyway."

"Let's go for a walk by the pond." Leng Feng had no choice. He couldn't take Miao Nana back to the dormitory.

The pond was also bustling with people, as a rowing competition was being held. The tribesmen placed their bamboo rafts in the pond and were having a heated competition.

Alas, it is not easy to find a quiet place during the grand festival of Oroqen. Leng Feng and his companion walked to the grass outside the pond where there were few people and sat in the grass, enjoying the breeze and the early summer sun.

Leng Feng didn't say much. It was Miao Nana who was talking about the interesting things that happened to their anti-Japanese drama troupe when they went out to perform.

"By the way, how is Tian Xiuli now?" Leng Feng suddenly thought of Uncle Lao Gen's daughter and asked Miao Nana.

"She's very good and learns quickly. She can already perform on stage a long time ago."

"Oh".

Perhaps she was tired, Miao Nana stopped talking, and the two of them just sat there quietly. At this moment, Leng Feng hoped more than ever that the signalman would come over and say, "Report, there's an emergency." But no, there was no one. Only two guards stood far away, staring around vigilantly.

At noon, shortly after lunch, various competitions continued.

At night, the whole tribe lit many bonfires, and the soldiers and tribesmen sat in a big circle around the bonfires.

Liu Cuihua pulled Gray Wolf to sit with them and pestered him to sing another song. Gray Wolf could not refuse, so he sang another song, "Yellow River Cantata", which had a completely different tune from "On the Songhua River".

The passionate and majestic melody made everyone seem to see the surging Yellow River rushing forward, just like the soldiers rushing to the anti-Japanese battlefield one after another.

The soldiers who could dance and the Oroqen people held hands and sang and danced around the campfire. It was very lively.

Fearing that a sudden battle might break out the next day, Leng Feng ordered the soldiers to return to the barracks to rest at 11 o'clock. The Oroqen people sang and danced all night long.