The Rise of the Youth in the War of Resistance

A round cannonball flew straight towards Zhao Shao.

Li Xi saw it and shouted:

"Team Leader Zhao, get...away...quickly."

Zhao Shao stopped shooting and asked:

"What do you mean quickly..."

Then I saw a dark thing coming towards me. Shaoqing, the system voice sounded in time:

"Host, lie down quickly, or you will die."

He quickly lay down.

Then, with a "bang", the huge shock wave caused by the explosion blew Li Xi several meters away.

It even made Zhao Shao run into the wall and run away.

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The enemy's attack did not end with this brief episode.

On the contrary, he was determined to take over Yongxin County.

Zhu Kan, who was really angry, used a telescope to observe every move on the battlefield. He saw the defenders of the southern wall rushing towards the eastern wall, and he kept cursing:

"Trash, trash, those who attack south are all trash"

"Chief of Staff, find out for me who attacked the South Gate. I'll skin him alive."

Qian Youcai naturally heard a sudden increase in gunfire coming from the direction of the city defense in the east city. Combined with Captain Zhu's words, it was not difficult to guess that support had arrived from the opposite side.

He was calm and offered his advice quickly:

"Captain Zhu, why don't we first let the troops retreat to prevent losses and allow the enemy to take advantage of the situation and attack us later? Then..."

Zhu Kan was still watching the battle on the city wall. Seeing that the people he was waiting for on the wall were still fighting, he said:

"Wait, if we retreat now, won't you be asking our brothers who are already waiting on the city wall to die?"

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Towards Dongcheng.

Then Yuan Wencai shouted:

"You bastards, your grandfather is here to take your lives."

Then he led the troops brought from the south city to provide support and fought with real weapons against the enemy who had already climbed onto the city wall.

The peasant army coming from the south city suddenly gave the defenders in the east city a great boost of confidence. They couldn't help but tighten their grip on the guns. They were at a disadvantage for a while, but they immediately changed roles.

Some peasant soldiers shouted to boost morale:

"Brothers, our support has arrived, let's go and kill the enemy."

At the same time, the weapons in his hands were also dancing with great vigor.

Zhu Wu, a high-ranking enemy official who had climbed onto the city wall, stabbed a peasant soldier to death with the dagger of his gun, while encouraging the soldiers:

"Brothers, think about your future wealth and glory. Killing one person will earn you one dollar."

At this moment, people from both sides were fighting in a melee, and the rear also tacitly stopped firing, just waiting for the melee to end.

But this was not a fair battle. Zhu Kan did not see the victory of using fewer troops to defeat the larger force. Instead, his team became smaller and smaller.

He reluctantly put down the telescope, a surge of anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and said the word he least wanted to say:

"withdraw"

With the withdrawal of the main enemy force, the only ones left besieging the city were Zhu Wu and the rest of the men who were still struggling to hold on.

But no matter how powerful Zhu Wu was in wielding the bayonet, it was an indisputable fact that those who fought with him fell one after another.

Wang Yaxin loudly urged surrender:

"Brothers on the opposite side, stop resisting. If you continue fighting like this, you will only lose your lives in vain. Surrender quickly and save your lives. Think about your wives and children."

The enemies all looked at Zhu Wu. Zhu Wu looked outside the city wall. His uncle Zhu Kan actually abandoned him, his most beloved nephew. To be honest, this made him very unbelievable.

But he still raised his bayonet and faced Wang Yaxin and his group, showing his determination to fight to the end.

He shouted loudly: "Kill!"

Then dozens of sharp bullets shot towards him, passing through his chest and leaving dense bullet holes.

He fell down with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but his gaze was looking outside the city wall. I wonder what he was lingering on?

(1902, Zhu family.

I was born, and I was very lovable from the moment I was born. The reason was that I was the only son in the family.

As an only child, I can get whatever I want and live a happy life.

Our family is originally from Xiang Zheng's family, and my grandfather led our family onto the path of warlords.

When I was ten years old, I saw my father in military uniform making everyone give way to him. He looked so handsome, and that gave me the idea of ​​becoming an officer.

After I explained it to his father.

My father was also very happy and started training me since I was young. When I grew up, I not only made breakthroughs in martial arts, but also became unique in leading troops.

The war between warlords began, and as a small warlord, their family was inevitably involved in this war.

But unfortunately my father died on the battlefield.

I started to talk less.

I began to follow my uncle on his expeditions.

But my uncle protected me well and made me the commander-in-chief of every war.

At first, I was very happy, after all, I could get military merit without going to the battlefield.

But as I became more and more senior, it was inevitable that people would gossip about me.

I am angry that I am not a coward.

So in today's battle, when I saw my uncle's men climbing up the city wall and about to win, I also climbed up the city wall to fight the enemy, wanting to prove that I could also fight.

But I didn't expect that the enemy's support would arrive so soon. I thought that as long as I killed enough people, and with the support of my uncle, we could win no matter how many enemies came.

As the people around me fell one after another, and the enemy urged us to surrender, I looked outside the city uncertainly and found that my uncle had actually retreated.

I don't want to surrender!

But my father’s words made me say: “Surrender is shameful.”

I raised my bayonet again, intending to fight the enemy to the end.

But the enemy had no intention of fighting me and opened fire.

From beginning to end, I couldn't understand why my uncle wanted to retreat.

So with blood on the corner of my mouth, I looked out of the city unwillingly.

Then, I seemed to see my father saying, "Well done, son."

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