Tang Dynasty, I can lead troops through ancient and modern times

In the early morning, the convoy finally arrived at the base of the Third Regiment.

Because everyone was traveling very fast in the car, when they arrived, the people in the direction of Wei County had not yet returned.

The soldiers and civilians who stayed behind in the base were also in a panic when they saw a large number of Japanese military vehicles coming towards them.

The alarm was not lifted until Yang Cheng and his men appeared in front of them.

Wait until Li Chengqian drives a truck full of grain to them.

Seeing the food, some old men and women were stunned at first, and gradually, low and suppressed cries began to spread.

Since the great sweep, their husbands and sons have been dying on the battlefield just to earn food for their families.

They did not hate the Eighth Route Army, but they all knew that when the nest is overturned, no eggs will be left unbroken. They supported the Eighth Route Army and the base areas' anti-Japanese war activities from the bottom of their hearts.

They only regretted that they had not seen the food earlier so that their children could have full stomachs before going to the battlefield.

Now that these grains are placed in front of them, the sight brings back sad memories!

Yang Cheng lowered his head guiltily and faced his fellow villagers in silence.

Although many fighters and guerrillas originally aimed only at stuttering.

But their fighting on the battlefield was real.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t bring back all the soldiers.

After years of guerrilla anti-mopping-up operations, the soldiers under his command were replaced one after another.

The average time spent in the military is less than three months...

Li Chengqian came up to Yang Cheng and said, "Captain Yang, you are the backbone of our group. Now is not the time to feel sorry for yourself."

Yang Cheng took a few deep breaths and quickly adjusted his mentality.

"You are right. I am a soldier of the Eighth Route Army and the leader of everyone. I must cheer up."

"Pass the word, everyone go move the food so we can have a good meal."

After crying for a while, the people in the base area finally released their emotions and looked at Yang Cheng, Li Chengqian and others with gratitude.

As he watched the bags of grain being unloaded from the truck, the previous sadness was replaced by a satisfied smile.

Not long after, the guerrillas returned with the transport team.

Including the female compatriots in the comfort stations, almost all the people in Wei County moved here.

But even so, there are only a few thousand people.

It is conceivable how cruel the Three Alls Policy and the policy of genocide implemented by the Japanese during the great mopping-up campaign were.

Yang Cheng handed the moving work over to the guerrillas and brought Li Chengqian and his party to a yard.

This courtyard built with earthen walls is the regiment headquarters of the base.

Yang Cheng asked the guard to pour water for the few people, and he took Li Chengqian, Li Shimin and Li Jing into the house.

"Tell me, who are you guys?"

Li Chengqian had no intention of hiding it.

He knew that after three time travels, our country's top leaders would definitely have records.

Whether it was Xie Jinyuan of the Sihang Warehouse or Mr. Yuan, they would report the situations they encountered to their superiors.

I will definitely encounter this kind of situation again when I travel through time in the future, and it will be impossible to hide it.

Although he didn't want to have too much contact with senior management to avoid unnecessary trouble.

But letting the top leaders know of their existence can be helpful to both themselves and the country at critical moments.

For example, if there is a chance to travel back to the modern era in the future, say, to America, to steal some technical drawings, or directly steal weapons and equipment, there must be someone to take them over.

Or if we go to Japan and burn down the Yasukuni Shrine or blow up a nuclear power plant, we will need someone to help.

So he didn't think there was any harm in exposing his identity.

Li Chengqian looked at Yang Cheng: "I'm sure you can guess some of the equipment we have."

Yang Cheng looked at the armor on Li Chengqian and said, "This should be the Ming Guang armor from the Tang Dynasty. You can't say you are from the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Chengqian pushed Li Shimin to the front and said, "Let me introduce you to you solemnly. This is the most powerful emperor in history, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the Heavenly Khan Li Shimin."

Before Yang Cheng could be shocked, Li Chengqian pointed at Li Jing and introduced him, "This is the war god of the Tang Dynasty, Li Jing!"

"Li Shimin!!"

"Li Jing!!"

Yang Cheng stood up directly, but his gaze did not linger on the two of them for too long.

He knew that Li Chengqian was the key person.

Yang Cheng tried to adjust his mentality: "What about you?"

"I am a nobody, the failed Crown Prince Li Chengqian!!"

Yang Cheng stared at Li Chengqian blankly: "You are Li Chengqian..."

"No, you are definitely not an ancient person. Regardless of your tone of voice, behavior, or familiarity with firearms, you cannot be an ancient person."

"Also, how did you cross thousands of years to come to our era..."

"I don't believe it. You must be kidding me. There is no such thing as time travel in the world. You must be lying to me."

"But you can come back to life, what's going on..."

"Is it true that there is such a thing as traveling through time and space for thousands of years..."

Yang Cheng began to talk to himself...

Li Chengqian did not continue to explain.

The facts have been stated, and he has no influence on whether the other party believes it or not.

Anyway, they are in the same camp, so their identities are not important.

At this moment, Yang Cheng seemed to suddenly think of something: "Suppose, I mean suppose, suppose you really came from the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, then can you also travel to other times, I mean the future, have we won the war of resistance?"

Li Chengqian said inwardly, "As expected."

As expected, what every anti-Japanese soldier is most concerned about is whether the war can be won.

The era they lived in was full of despair.

Even though they firmly believe that the final victory will belong to them, they still want to know what China will become in the future world?

Li Chengqian said seriously: "The war of resistance was won. After paying a huge price in casualties, we finally won. Not only did we establish the new China, we also became a world-class power again, a superpower that is no less powerful than the Tang Dynasty."

"A superpower that is no less powerful than the Tang Dynasty..."

Yang Cheng muttered to himself, repeating this sentence over and over again.

He was in tears.

This is the joy of seeing a bright future and the determination of regaining confidence.

"Thank you for telling me this. Regardless of whether what you said is true or false, everything you have done in the past two days is enough to prove your Chinese identity."

Li Chengqian waved his hand: "We know that we can be resurrected if we die in battle, but the Eighth Route Army soldiers cannot be resurrected. They are the most lovely people."

Yang Cheng wiped his tears and looked at Li Shimin: "If that's the case, I still have to pay my respects to His Majesty the Khan!"

As he said this, he was about to stand up and bow to Li Shimin.

Although Li Shimin did not understand the conversation between the two, he could understand Yang Cheng's feelings.

When he saw the difficult living conditions of the base, he knew that this was a soldier fighting on the front line for the country and a loyal minister.

"No, General Yang, please stand up!"