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

Jiangcheng.

Dark clouds are pressing down on the city, and it seems to be destroying it; but people’s hearts are still moved even before the storm arrives.

To the east of Chuncheng, the atmosphere in Jiangcheng, southeast of Beidingyuan, seemed extremely depressing.

In the city, a young man was the first to take down a flag from in front of a shop, and then more people joined in.

Some of the traitors in the city began to stop them, but as more and more figures appeared, the remaining traitors began to turn a blind eye and avoid them.

In a house in the city, a middle-aged man ran into the house in a hurry, his eyes looking a little hesitant.

"Dad, do you really want to go?" A middle-aged woman asked, holding Xiao Feng's arm with a worried look in her eyes.

"The Tiger Brigade fought a bloody battle in Beidingyuan. More than seventy households in the city have already gone there with bags and belongings..." Xiao Feng stroked Chen Meifang's shoulders, held her in his right arm, and said in a low voice.

According to the information he knew, this time the Tiger Guards Brigade was fighting a desperate battle with the Japanese in Beidingyuan, and all the Japanese in the city withdrew overnight to provide support.

Moreover, I heard from many people in the city that the Tiger Guards Brigade had already defeated all the Japanese soldiers and was still in a stalemate at Beidingyuan.

This is enough to show that the battle in Beidingyuan may continue for a long time.

When Chen Meifang heard this, she looked at the man in front of her with a worried look in her eyes. However, after thinking for a long time, she finally said, "Dad, there are six pounds of food left at home for the winter. You can...you can take it away."

Chen Meifang left Xiao Feng's arms, stared into his eyes and whispered, her hand still holding his arm, as if reluctant to let him go, but also as if saying goodbye.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng on the side hesitated. At this time, a clear and childish voice was heard.

"Dad, I want a hug too." A five or six-year-old girl came trotting out of the house, holding Xiao Feng's trouser legs.

It was this sentence that made him, who was still hesitant just now, instantly become determined. He picked up the girl, kissed her forehead, and handed her to Chen Meifang.

He had had enough of living in fear, and he didn't want his daughter to live that kind of life anymore. The child was growing up day by day.

Xiao Feng has seen women being abused in the streets, and he really doesn't want his daughter to go through those things when she grows up.

"Daughter, I'm going to buy you some candied haws." He held the two of them in his arms, greedily sniffing their scent, then he put on a bag of food he had prepared and walked out.

He glanced at the two of them before closing the door.

And at this time, there were many people like him on the streets.

At every door, there is a figure of expectation.

There are old people, wives and daughters, and children...

They have to make a decision for their own future. The Tiger Brigade is fighting for the three northeastern provinces. This is an opportunity, an opportunity to break free from the cage. If they miss this opportunity, they will be doomed.

Thunderous lightning roared down from the sky, illuminating the way forward.

After leaving the city, Xiao Feng saw a series of human figures.

There were farmers pushing one-wheeled wooden carts, groups of young men carrying muskets from nowhere on their backs, and even fifty-year-old men with patched clothes.

And Xiao Feng is just a grain of sand among the vast crowd of people.

At this moment, they all have an identity, the owner of this black land, and now have a direction.

Beidingyuan.

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Beidingyuan.

boom!

Huge explosions were heard one after another, and behind the Tiger Brigade's front line, tens of thousands of people were constantly rushing forward.

Each of them carried an ammunition box on his shoulder and a bundle of grenades in his hand.

"Battalion...Captain, it seems that the Japanese have reinforced their troops in this battle. There are too many of them." Park Shucheng put down a box of ammunition and said with worry in his eyes.

This battle has completely exceeded the two people's cognition.

Park Shucheng never imagined that an army that originally had only a few thousand people in Pingtuo Mountain would have a battle scale of more than 300,000 after a winter and autumn.

Moreover, throughout the entire battle, the Tiger Brigade withstood the Japanese attacks.

Both sides are still sending more troops! The scale of the battlefield is still expanding.

Chao Yixing was silent, but Park Shucheng's words came again.

"I heard that the Huben Brigade was preparing to attack Tonghua City, but because the war here was tense, they were called back. But I think the Lin Brigade will definitely continue to attack Tonghua City." Park Shucheng said in a serious tone, with a strong desire in his voice.

Because once they pass Assimilation City, it will be their home.

"If... the Tiger Brigade was ours..." Park Shucheng said what Chao Yixing wanted to say most at this moment.

"There are many good horses, but there is only one good horse trainer. And there is only one Lin Brigade in the world. Only with the Lin Brigade can we have the Huben Brigade." Chao Yixing's eyes showed helplessness. He put down a box of ammunition and kept his eyes on the Beidingyuan battlefield.

"After this battle, the situation in the three northeastern provinces will be clear. Ice City, the northern border, the area north of Changbai Mountain, and even the Far East... are all in the pocket of our Tiger Brigade." Chao Yixing could see that the Japanese were making a desperate fight this time.

Judging from the battle situation, the Tiger Brigade is indeed at a disadvantage and has been on the defensive everywhere.

But he didn't know why, but after following all the way from Pingtuo Mountain, he always felt that the Tiger Guards would win this time, and a great victory.

Even now, even if the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army and the people from the base came to support, the troops were still behind, but that was the feeling he got.

But at this moment, Park Shucheng on the side shouted loudly:

"Look! Are those guerrillas? No, they're civilians..."

Park Seo-seong pointed at their flank, disbelief in his eyes.

Chao Yixing turned his gaze instantly, and one civilian after another appeared in his sight.

Someone was pushing a tricycle with all kinds of food on it!

They were clearly dressed in rags, pushing carts that held the most important things in these troubled times, while some who did not push carts were just carrying small sacks of grain.

What's more, some people even came here carrying firewood.

And the number of people is not small, at least around 10,000 people.

"We've been controlled by the Japanese for over a decade...why are we still..."

Chao Yixing was shocked at first, but the more he looked, the more bloodshot and red his eyes became.

He didn't understand why he had never seen such a scene in his hometown!

After more than ten years of indoctrination by the Japanese devils, when he left that year, he only felt indifference and numbness.

Once, during a battle in Korea, their troops fought the Japanese for a whole day and night. The hilltop nearby was filled with people from their hometown, but from beginning to end, no one took action.

He just watched coldly, as if it had nothing to do with him. Chao Yixing had seen that kind of numbness too many times. He even had no land to survive on, so he could only travel west and come here.

"What on earth must have happened to make the people of this land...forget their roots?"