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

Original city.

The sky was filled with yellow sand, and a team of a hundred people braved the wind and sand and arrived at the 33rd Division’s base outside the original city.

Yi Zhihua sat leisurely on a white horse, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

"What's wrong with Yi Zhengguo? He hasn't sent his troops out for training at this hour, but they're already on the battlefield. How can they be combat-ready?"

Yi Zhihua sat on the horse, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes full of sharpness.

If the soldiers don't train, how can they have any combat effectiveness? How can a group of rabble possibly make others afraid?

"Something's wrong, there's no one at the sentry post..." Qian Bojun frowned, his bad premonition growing stronger.

Yi Zhihua seemed to have thought of something and could no longer sit on the horse. Feeling uneasy, he quickly dismounted and ran towards the camp. His eyes were full of hesitation and his steps were very unsteady. Qian Bojun beside him hurried to catch up.

The more he ran, the more Yi Zhihua's heart trembled.

Running into the camp, his eyes were filled with dullness...even though it was early morning, it gave him a creepy feeling.

The yellow sand rose up and blew the tent, making it crackle.

The flag of the 33rd Division was blown down by the wind and no one picked it up, looking desolate and dilapidated.

The camps that were once packed with people are now completely empty.

Ammunition, mortars, food, medicine, guns...all were swept away!

At this time, a few beggars were seen rummaging through things in the camp. When they noticed someone coming, they quickly took some cloth and left.

Not far away, more than a dozen close associates of the clan stood there, each of them lowering their heads silently, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Where are the people? Where are the people? What on earth happened?" Yi Zhihua growled, his tone full of murderous intent.

This was the team he had built with all his hard work and money, but now it was completely gone.

Yi Zhihua's curse was heard, but no one responded.

After a while, one person stepped out from the crowd, his voice trembling.

"They...they were taken away by the Tiger Brigade again!!"

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"What's going on?" Yi Zhihua said word by word, gritting his teeth.

"When you went to Niangzi Pass, the Tiger Guards arrived. A dozen or so of them took away the entire force, leaving only about 350 of our trusted members..."

These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, leaving Yi Zhihua's eyes filled with dullness. What the Tiger Guards Brigade took away was not his troops, but his soul, his ambition, and his heart to dominate the troubled times.

Yi Zhihua's face turned red and his body kept shaking.

"Lin Tianchen!!" Yi Zhihua said with a ferocious look on his face and gritted teeth.

What friendship, what bravery of the 33rd Division, all that flattery is just a show.

The Hongmen Banquet is, after all, the Hongmen Banquet.

"It turns out that Lin Tianchen has set his sights on us again." Qian Bojun collapsed on the ground, muttering to himself.

In the empty camp, the cool wind blew two figures there, looking very lonely.

At this time, a messenger ran to Yi Zhihua with a telegram in his hand. He hesitated for a moment but finally said:

"General... Chief, today's newspapers heavily promoted the return of the Tiger Brigade, but there were no photos of us there..."

"Also, I heard that a troop is heading towards northwest Shanxi..."

The messenger couldn't help but glance around, but after saying this, he seemed to realize something and immediately lowered his head.

Yi Zhihua's face turned pale. He knew very well that the 33rd Division, which was established with the empty money of his family, the soldiers trained with huge amount of financial and human resources, and the guns, ammunition and supplies obtained from the mountain city and the arsenal by cheating and deceiving, etc., were all used to make wedding dresses for Lin Tianchen.

"Why on earth do we work so hard, provide food and wages, but are still not as good as the Tiger Guards' words of joining in this great cause! What's wrong with this world?" Yi Zhihua went crazy and felt that everything was unreal.

The empty camp before him and all his hard work were rewarded with four nightmarish words.

"I'm going to report this to headquarters. Lin Tianchen is not a human being!"

Yi Zhihua gritted his teeth.

In a courtyard in the original city, the scene was completely different.

Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and the warm sun shines in the courtyard.

Gentle breezes blew, and the rustling of bamboo leaves added a touch of tranquility.

In the lobby within the courtyard.

Old Yan was sitting in his seat, reading the report issued by Niangzi Pass that day.

"Hey, I just wonder if Lin Tianchen will bring people from the Black Cloud Village with him this time. If not... we might have to take better care of them."

Yan Laoxi calmed himself down and spoke in a heavy tone.

His roots are here. He can lead his troops to follow the Northern Expedition, but he cannot take everyone away from their hometown.

"Yes." Zhao Songshan nodded immediately after hearing this.

However, just as the two were talking, a messenger appeared in front of them.

"Sir, this is a personal letter from Yi Zhihua of the 33rd Division."

After he finished speaking, Yan Laoxi and Zhao Songshan looked at each other.

But it was Yan Laoxi who took the letter.

"Ever since the Central Plains War, I have followed Lord Yan. During the Battle of Xinkou, the Battle of Yuancheng, and the Battle of Hukou, I diligently supervised the battles on the front lines."

"I've seen too many deaths and deaths, and there's no hope of saving the country. I just want to survive in this chaotic world. Three generations of my family's hard work has been poured into me, and now it's all gone to waste."

"Everyone in my clan is a soldier, and I have placed my trust in you. Now I am penniless, and I have the will but not the strength. If I stay, I will have no hope of survival and will not even have enough food to eat."

"I only have one and a half mu of land left at home. I have resigned from my post and wish to be an idle farmer, working from sunrise to sunset..."

Yan Laoxi examined the letter, and Zhao Songshan, who was standing beside him, smiled slightly when he saw it.

"It seems that Yi Zhihua has been really drained this time and wants to retire and return home, but he still can't hide his little thoughts. At this time, he really wants to gain a good reputation." Zhao Songshan shook his head and said.

"Hmph, if I leave my name to him, will it be worthy of the soldiers who died in the Tiger Brigade?" Yan Laoxi said leisurely, throwing Yi Zhihua's handwritten letter away.

"Then...how should we deal with Yi Zhihua?" Zhao Songshan thought for a moment and asked.

"Let him be. At least he can provide the Tiger Guard Brigade with 30,000 well-trained soldiers." Yan Laoxi thought for a moment and spoke.

Then he turned his eyes to the map. This was the route of the Tiger Brigade's southern expedition. The starting point of the southern expedition might be in the north, but it would definitely pass through Heiyun Village.