Anti-Japanese War: My strategist joins the game and awakens the small map!

Jin land, Yuancheng.

Fish-scale white clouds dot the sky, and red clouds fall where the sun is setting.

The mountains support the bright red sun, trying their best to shine the last few rays of warm sunlight on the earth.

Inside the city, in a courtyard.

Yan Laoxi looked at the bright red sunset in the west, his heart actually full of worries. Although the battle was fought in Chuncheng, everyone now knew that Beidingyuan was the real main battlefield.

"Commander, a telegram has been sent by the informant in the mountain city. They have already started sending telegrams in clear text, and it will probably be published in newspapers tomorrow." Zhao Songshan handed the telegram and related materials to Yan Laoxi.

Yan Laoxi took it and looked at it carefully for a few seconds. A hint of doubt involuntarily appeared in his eyes, and he even raised his hand to confirm again.

"Is this a telegram sent from Shancheng?" Yan Laoxi confirmed again, his tone full of doubt.

Zhao Songshan on the side nodded in response, causing Yan Laoxi to unconsciously look at the newspaper.

The country is fortunate to have the people's tiger...

The content of the telegram made Yan Laoxi wonder for a moment whether he had read it wrong, and even wondered if Shancheng had changed his personality.

"Did the fucking person change?" Yan Laoxi cursed instinctively, with doubt involuntarily revealing in his eyes.

The changes in the mountain city gave him a feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Songshan, what do you think?" After pondering for a long time, Yan Laoxi couldn't help but ask Zhao Songshan next to him.

Zhao Songshan pondered for a moment, his tone hesitant.

"There must be something fishy going on. Shancheng has just learned that the Tiger Brigade hasn't established a Far East Joint Command, and has reacted in this way. There must be some conspiracy..."

Zhao Songshan said this in a serious tone, but for a moment, he couldn't figure out why Shancheng did this.

Although the Tiger Guards Brigade is powerful, it is of no benefit to the mountain city.

He didn't quite believe that there would be any change in the Tiger Guards' attitude.

"You think the same as I do..." Yan Laoxi frowned, and the vigilance in his eyes became more serious.

The Tiger Guards originated from the Jin Dynasty. Logically speaking, they were actually his enemies. However, the first communication between them when he chased the enemy for thousands of miles in the rain from Yuancheng and led the Northern Expedition truly shattered all his fantasies.

Don't expect to get at the negotiating table what you can't get on the battlefield.

Yan Laoxi began to face up to his past and began to change his attitude.

However, Yan Laoxi couldn’t figure out what Shancheng was going to do for the time being, but if they wanted to target the Huben Brigade, they would have to ask him first whether he agreed.

"We can't control other places, but within Jin, all newspapers must be controlled." Yan Laoxi's tone was very firm. Shancheng obviously wanted to make use of this to make a fuss. As for what kind of fuss he wanted to make use of public opinion, he had to find out as soon as possible.

Yan Laoxi's eyes gradually turned cold, his body straightened, and he said in a cold tone:

"During this period, any newspaper they publish about the Tiger Brigade must be sent to me for personal review."

"Yes." With just one look, Zhao Songshan immediately understood the meaning.

Although the snow had melted, the chill in it made Zhao Songshan realize that Yan Laoxi was truly angry this time.

Yan Laoxi waved his hand, and the people around him left tactfully. He looked towards the north, a little dazed.

Winter goes and spring comes, flowers bloom and fall, and another season begins.

Autumn Wind Pavilion.

Rumble~

A continuous roar came from the train station.

Water vapor was like white smoke, streaking across the blue sky. Although the weather was cold, the sun was still warm.

In the back mountain of Qiufengting Railway Station, a three-meter-high and two-meter-wide stone tablet stands in front of a thick earth slope. There are no words engraved on the stone tablet.

It’s just during the Qingming Festival that many people come here to worship.

In front of the stone monument.

A middle-aged man looked at the stone tablet in front of him for a long time, as if the wordless tablet was engraved with words that were worth his careful observation.

The silence was interrupted by a pleasant and crisp voice, which brought him back to his senses.

"Stationmaster, newspaper about the Tiger Brigade."

The man's eyes moved slightly, and he turned to look at a girl about seventeen years old, his gaze gradually falling on the newspaper she was waving in her hand.

"You girl." Han Xiangbei scolded with a smile, took the newspaper and read it carefully. Just one glance, the muscles on his face were visibly rising.

Obviously, the content in the newspaper made him ecstatic.

Between the lines, it seems that every byte can touch the heartstrings.

"Stationmaster, have you really seen Lin Lu, the Tiger Guard? Is he really that huge, nine feet tall, immensely strong, brave, and resourceful, just like the storytellers described? I've heard from many workers that Lin Lu moved this stele here by himself."

Cheng Tingting raised her eyebrows and asked in a very curious tone.

But Han Xiangbei, who was concentrating on the newspaper, didn't hear it at all. He was reading the newspaper intently, with a suppressed, low, but excited roar coming out of his mouth.

"Great fight!!!" Han Xiangbei clenched his fists, his tone full of excitement.

"Can you tell me more about the story of the Tiger Brigade?" Cheng Tingting's eyes showed strong curiosity.

"Let me tell you about Taikoo County..."

When Han Xiangbei heard this, he thought about everything about the Tiger Brigade in his mind, as if he was back in the dark prison again. The door was opened and the light shone in. He still remembered the faces of those gun-wielding soldiers.

It seemed to have been integrated into his bones and he would never forget it.

"Because several of us here crawled out of this pit..."

"Without the Tiger Brigade, we wouldn't be where we are today..."

"They are real soldiers, and Brigadier Lin is the real commander!!!"

Han Xiangbei's expression was full of longing. He didn't care whether Lin Lu was nine feet tall or not, because no matter how tall, short, fat or thin, it would not affect his position in his heart.

Speaking of Lin Lu, Han Xiangbei's face seemed to be filled with light.

Cheng Tingting looked at it carefully, with a strong curiosity in her eyes. She had just arrived in Jin and had never seen the Huben Brigade. However, how could she not have heard of the Huben Brigade in Jin?

Because of this, she became more and more curious about the Tiger Brigade.