Nashan Nahe

Mighty, boundless.We can see it all the time on the road, people who fall down and can no longer stand up, we cannot protect ourselves, we are powerless, we can only sigh in pity!

Hey... just like General Sun Yuanliang said later, failing to properly resettle compatriots, failing to give aid to refugees, leaving them to fend for themselves, running around, caused the Nationalist government to lose popular support in the mainland!

Because of He Buwei's foot injury, I was afraid that some students would repeat the same mistakes. Before I left, I asked my father to find a large amount of supplies from the rear, all of which were shoes. Although there were a lot of things, they were still not enough. For shoes, we dare not let the students walk for too long, so this journey is very difficult, and it takes a long time. The college students go farther and farther, and we gradually fall behind.

A group of children, gritted their teeth and cried, walked for nearly two months and arrived in Guizhou. The first stop was Longshui Township. There are many unknown mountains and rivers here. The scenery is magnificent and the folk customs are simple. Although there are Japanese bombers behind them, but now We had to stop here. The students were exhausted and exhausted, especially the younger children in junior high school. They basically walked and cried all the way. If they don't take a rest, they may not be able to go far.

Because of the large number of people, my colleagues borrowed several houses in Longjiang Village. They were the yards of local farmers. They found some straw and spread it on the ground. The students spread their quilts on the straw, and finally they were able to lie down and sleep peacefully.

The first thing to do here is to take a shower and change clothes. These students, including our clothes, have not been changed for several months, and they have long been unable to distinguish the colors. When the sun is shining at noon, my female teachers and I took the girls to the river. Taking a bath, the boy was on the other side of the hill, hundreds of children jumped into the river, making noise while washing, and the boy on the other side shouted to this side, and after a while, I heard the voice of the colleague on the other side lecturing, A group of girls couldn't stop laughing, their laughter was like silver bells, echoing in the mountains and rivers, the children who cried all the way, haven't been this happy for a long time!

After taking a bath, there was a lot of dirty clothes piled up on the bank, all of which were cheongsams. I washed all the clothes by the river for a whole afternoon with a few teachers and some students who stayed behind, and finally washed all the clothes. I feel more fulfilled than anything I do.

On the way back, I met a little boy, who was thin and small, wearing an adult's jacket, covering his knees, and barefoot, following us quietly all the way. I saw his feet stepping on the gravel like that On the way, I thought why not because of those black-spotted feet, and hurried forward to hug him

"Where is your home? I'll take you home"

"I don't have a home"

"No home? Aren't you from this village?"

"Yes, but my family is dead, so I have no home"

"What?" He said to me in Guizhou dialect, but I couldn't quite understand

"Everyone in the family is dead"

"..." I heard it clearly this time, and I was speechless

I hugged him all the way, and together with other teachers, I brought him back to school. In several courtyards, I planted a lot of branches and bamboo poles before drying all the clothes. Sitting quietly at the door, looking at me all the time, thinking about it, I found a pair of shoes for her, but he is small and has small feet, and the shoes of these boys are too big, so I finally found a pair of old cloth shoes from a girl

"What's your name?"

"Me? My dad calls me Sanyazi"

"how old are you?"

"do not know"

I inquired from a villager that this child was nine years old, and his whole family starved to death, leaving him alone. The reason why he followed us was that he saw many children suddenly coming from the village, just out of curiosity, and I found out that he recognized them. He had a lot of writing skills, so he was kept at school, but he was too young to meet the admission requirements, so he was kept. I usually taught him to read and write, and I also had a math teacher to teach him other knowledge.

At the beginning, I wanted to stay in Guizhou for a while, but I ended up staying for two years. Graduated high school students were sent to the rear of the country by their fathers to apply for universities, and some joined the army halfway. The past few years have been the hardest for us since we went into exile. In the past few years, the biggest difficulty is that there is no classroom. The house where you sleep at night becomes a classroom during the day, but the room is small and the light is insufficient. Sometimes you can only teach outdoors. When the weather is hot, many students insist on not finishing class and suffer from heat stroke. , The teacher stood there for a day, and it was even more miserable. When it rained, the sound of the pattering rain inside the house was no different from that outside the house. Some students developed eczema, and their backs were rotten.

My father asked someone to bring some antibiotics. The local uncle helped us find some mugwort leaves and sophora flavescens, which were crushed into powder and applied to the affected area. There was no sufficient condition, so we had to use such earth prescriptions for treatment.

Sanyazi is 11 years old, and his grades in all subjects are also good. I arranged him to enter the first grade of junior high school and formally study with the class. He worked very hard, but he didn't want to talk. I have never taken in any students. Actually, to be precise, I have never taken in anyone except why not. It is my father and other teachers who are doing these things. I think he looks a bit like why not. This is one of the reasons why I took him in. one.

In the past few years, why not have been in Shanghai, because of her efforts, the Shanghai station has become the most widely circulated and most influential reporter station, she occasionally writes letters, only a few words, with forbearable sorrow and inadvertent sighs, I hope She could tell me, but she didn't!

In 1940, why not come to Guangxi, then hitchhiked all the way to Guizhou, that night, I was going to rest, when I heard the cry of a child outside, the cry was getting closer, I came out to have a look

"No reason? This is..." Why not, before I could see her clearly, I saw a little boy in her arms. It looked like he was one year old

"Lingping's child" she ignored my surprise and said lightly

"Ling... Ling Ping... You, did you see her? Why didn't she come together?"

"I didn't know where she was, so I brought this child"

"..." Hearing what she said, I couldn't make up my mind for a while, so I could only stare blankly at the child in front of me.

"When I come back this time, I won't go back to Shanghai"

"Oh"

"It looks like this here, why haven't you moved out?" She didn't enter the house, but stood in the yard

"I haven't been able to find a suitable school building nearby, and my father has been contacting the school site. It won't be long before I'm afraid it will move out again."

"Well, you boil some hot water, I will take a bath with Xiaomao"

"Xiaomao?"

"Well, this kid's name is Xiaomao" Mao?Rabbit?That child is indeed over a year old.

I added water to the pot, full of doubts in my heart, why not come in and light a fire for a while, I looked at her, wanted to ask her something, but I didn't know where to start, and she seemed very tired

"In the second year in Shanghai, I met Ling Ping." She seemed to see my thoughts and said to me proactively

"Meet? Coincidentally?"

"Well, I met her in the British Concession. She was married to a tea shop owner. I met that man. He was very nice and had a child later." What a coincidence, after searching for so long, I didn't find her, but By chance, by accident

"What about her?"

"I don't know, the newspaper office is in the British Concession, and she also lives in the British Concession. I would go to see her occasionally. Later... the maid at her family said that she hadn't come back for several months. I went to the tea shop, and the tea shop was also closed. Well, that maid didn't know what happened, she was a little scared, and said she wanted to leave, so I had no choice but to take this child with me, but I just waited and waited, but I couldn't see Ling Ping."

"Then, then... what to do now? Ling Ping? Missing? How could it be such a coincidence? Both husband and wife disappeared?"

"I also think it's very strange. Before I came back, I left a letter to Lingping's neighbor and also wrote to Chongqing. I hope Mr. Han can ask my acquaintance in Shanghai to help find her."

"Um"

After I calmed down, I went into the house and saw why not laughing with Xiaomao. This small room is a utility room next to the kitchen. It is usually used to bathe some girls. Girls are no better than boys, so they can’t often go to the river. Taking a shower in cold water, I closed the door with my backhand, and laughed unknowingly when I saw the big and the small

"Hehe, Jiayu"

"Yeah" I smiled, walked to the side of the barrel, and looked at this little guy. I didn't look at it carefully before, but now it seems that it not only looks like Lingping, but also looks like Lingping.

"Hehe, no, this is Ling Ping's son? He looks so cute." I couldn't stand this little thing, so I stepped forward to hug him

"Well, he is very good, he seldom cries, um... just at night, sometimes noisy at night, uh..." Why don't you look at me with some embarrassment, now I'm with Jiaqi and a few female teachers Living in a student dormitory, if you bring children, I am afraid that there will be a lot of inconvenience. Thinking of this, I suddenly lost my mind

"Um...it's okay, kid."

"Hey... That's not okay, can I sleep in this room?"

"This... how do you sleep here?"

"Why can't I sleep, I think it's very clean"

"Clean is clean, but there is nothing...don't talk about it, take a shower first, the water will be cold in a while" I said, took Xiaomao, and wiped him with a towel

"Well, there are clean clothes in my bag, right next to your hand, you can see them when you open them, put them on quickly, and I'll wash them later"

After taking a bath, why not wander around in the yard, find two door panels from somewhere, and spread them carefully on the ground

"What are you doing?" I held Xiaomao in my arms, watching her rush in and out, and it took me a while to stop

"Just sleep like this, I'll lay out more straw." Then I went to the yard to hug the straw, I was stunned for a while, and finally... I had to compromise, went to the house to get the mattress, and brought Jiaqi's Let her sleep with another teacher

"You!" I laid out the quilt to see why I didn't do it, and she was looking at me with a smile on her face.

"Hey, you've worked hard, go back and rest."

"I..." Where do I go to rest?Blankets and blankets are brought...

"what happened?"

"I..." I didn't know how to speak, I was a little embarrassed, I could only look at her with a blushing face

"...Oh, you, I see, come on, don't stand there, it's getting late, tomorrow is class." She took off her clothes, sat on the floor, and tidied Xiaomao's clothes, I thought about it , hesitated for a moment, went to lie down

"Hehe, what's the matter with you? I haven't seen you for two years, and you're back more than ten years ago? Are you still shy?"

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"No" I replied in a low voice, took Xiaomao, hugged him in my arms, turned my back to Hebuwei and lay down, the little guy opened his mouth and yawned, he seemed sleepy

"By the way, no, I just remembered, does he want to eat at night?"

"Oh, no, I was on the way and soaked compressed biscuits for him, he won't ask for anything anymore"

"Well, how about you? Have you had dinner? Why don't I make you some?"

"Don't worry about it, I also ate biscuits." Why didn't you hug me from behind as he said

"Hey... It feels like it's been a long time since I slept soundly. How are you guys doing here?"

"Well...fortunately, there are a few families in the back, also living with students. In terms of life, it's not a problem, but there is no place for classes."

"Are you still in class?"

"Of course I did"

"Well, where's Qin Yuan? Has Mr. Han told you about him?"

"Well, Dad said once, after the battle of Xuzhou, he returned to Chongqing, and now, I don't know where he went again."

"Well... I was in Taierzhuang, and I actually met him once."

"Oh?"

"He, he was very angry with me because of Ling Ping. I saw Ling Ping later and knew that she had a family. I was really happy for her, but... I was also sad for Qin Yuan. Ling Ping wouldn't let me tell you that she was in Shanghai. , so... I never told you."

"...It's a pity"

"Hey... I told Teacher Han that I wanted to find you, but he didn't agree at first, saying that the mountain road here is difficult to walk, so I came here by myself, and I finally figured it out, Jiayu, I have worked hard on you this way."

"Hehe, it's not hard. I like being a teacher. I can be with students. How can I feel hard? It's hard work for you. After walking such a long way, your feet are fine. Show me." Xiaomao fell asleep, and we He spoke very softly, and I said I wanted to turn over, but he hugged me tightly

"My feet are fine, don't worry about my feet anymore, I have your "talisman" on my feet!"

"Hehe, what kind of amulet, it's just a red-headed rope"

"But haven't you been enlightened?"

"Consecration?"

"That's right, it has your blessing on it, so it's already been opened." I heard why couldn't help but smile

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a god"

"I don't care about God, what's the use of God now? It's better for you"

"Yeah, what's the use of God..." I heard the sadness in my tone

"Hmm... do you sleep on the floor?"

"no tickle"

"Is it cool?"

"not cool"

"Does it itch?"

"Hehehe, don't make trouble, don't make trouble" may be aware of my emotions, why don't you start scratching me, I am afraid that I will meet Xiaomao, and I dare not move, so I can only bear it

"Why, I miss you, why don't you let me tickle you?"

"Miss me, is that how you express it?"

"Then...the other methods don't seem to work now either."

"You..." She said something teasing and teasing, which made me speechless for a while

"Hehe, go to sleep" why didn't you kiss my neck from behind as he said, and after a while, there was a slight snoring sound

Just as I said, in the middle of the night, Xiaomao suddenly started crying. I have no experience in raising children. Before that, Jiaqi’s child was also taken care of by my mother. Seeing him crying, I couldn’t coax him no matter what. I was at a loss for a moment, why didn't I get up and hug him, walking around the house, saying words I couldn't understand

"Hehe, it's okay, you go to sleep, he will be fine in a while" Buwei said to me while circling

"Well... how long will he cry, can you hold him like this?"

"It's ok, he won't cry when he cries. Ling Ping told me that this child is very good. I think it may be because he is not used to following me." I sat on the floor and looked up at why not , I was actually looking at the little life in her arms. I somehow had a bad premonition. I felt that from now on, this little thing might have to get used to the life without a mother...

Why not because I didn't sleep much at night, afraid of waking her up, I got up carefully, went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, Jiaqi also got up, and bumped into me at the door

"Sister, eldest sister is here?"

"Um"

"With a child? Whose?"

"Lingping's"

"Ling Ping? She, why...?"

"It's okay, I'm going to make a fire"

I don't want to explain this anymore, so I turned around and went to the kitchen. It was a great joy for me to reunite with Buwei, but this time, I always felt restless. I know, because of this child, I have a lot Uncertainty, mainly worrying about Ling Ping, I don't understand, the husband and wife will disappear together?

Don't use a cloth strip, carry Xiaomao on his back, tidy up the yard, and make lunch for the students. The students are in class in the yard, looking at Xiaomao, their minds are not on the books at all. Surrounding Xiaomao, teasing him non-stop, this little guy doesn't recognize his birth, no matter who hugs him, he always smiles

"Jiayu, why is that child so faceless?"

"Huh? Oh, it's a child taken in locally"

"Oh, how old are you?"

"When I first came here, I was nine years old, now I am eleven, and I am in the first grade of junior high school, and my name is Sanyazi"

"Sanya? This name is interesting. It seems that he doesn't like talking very much."

"Yeah, exactly like you back then"

"Oh, so you brought him back?"

"I…………"

"Hehehe, I'll wash the vegetables, I'll wash the vegetables" Seeing me standing there, why don't you look at me with a little complacency

This child is indeed not talkative, but after he came, he became the second person who can get close to him besides me. Gradually, I found that he is better than me. What to do, is to often chat with him about what he has seen and heard at work, and some trivial matters in life, but in this way, it can actually open the door of a person's heart?I think it may be that seeing more and hearing more suffering, such ordinary trivialities have become the desires of people's hearts.Amid the cries of Xiaomao, why not tease, and the sound of books in the farmyard, several months passed until early autumn.

"The situation in Guangxi is unstable now, and we can't stay in Guizhou for a long time. It's autumn now. If we wait any longer, it will be even more difficult to go in cold weather." Father looked at us with a serious face.

"...Then pack up and get ready to go." Seeing that the teachers didn't speak, why not say, we don't speak, because we don't want to leave at all. Although there are many insurmountable difficulties here, at least we can stop If we step down, we can stop our life in exile, but where will the Japanese give us a chance to stop?I looked down at Xiaomao, he was sleeping soundly with his little finger in his mouth...

"Dad, I didn't ask you to help me find out about Ling Ping's whereabouts. Is there any news?" At night, my father was pacing in the yard with a heavy heart, and I walked over with Xiaomao in my arms.

"Huh? Oh, come give me a hug." The father hugged Xiaomao, looked down at him carefully, and smiled

"Is there any news about Ling Ping?" I asked again

"I can't call it out"

"Um?!"

"Go and call Buwei to come here" I went back to the house and called Shang Buwei to the yard together

"Ling Ping is in Chongqing, and her husband" we both stood still, and my father spoke

"Chongqing? Teacher Han, have you seen them?" I was a little excited

"I saw it...in Zhazidong"

"..." Why not be stunned on the spot, and I immediately thought of Mu Ying, and my ominous premonition intensified a bit

"why"

"No reason, she is the Communist Party"

"Communist Party? How is it possible? She has no political beliefs, so how could she join a party? Her husband is only the owner of a tea shop, Mr. Han, are you making a mistake?" Why don't you get a little emotional?

"I don't know either. She was escorted to Zhazidong. I met her by accident. I don't know the specific situation."

"During the period of cooperation between the country and the Communist Party, how did you do such a treacherous thing?" Why not because I have never talked to my father like this. I was a little frightened. people

"Hey... When we arrive in Kunming, we may not have to run away anymore, let's take care of this child." The father didn't answer why not, but just sighed heavily, came over to touch Xiaomao's face, and entered the house

"Not because of... Dad, he might really..."

"Stop talking, it's useless to say anything...Where did the Japanese come from, where did the Communist Party come from, where did the Guo Ming Party come from..." She muttered helplessly, I don't know what to do Okay, just stand quietly behind her

A few days later, my father found two trucks and loaded them with bedding and some daily necessities. Some girls in poor health sat in the back of the truck. I asked Sanya to get on the truck too. Now that I am an adult, I want to walk with my brother and sister, why not look at him and smile appreciatively, this is the first time she smiles in the past few days, under the fire of the Japanese, everyone has to force themselves to grow up, even an 11 year old year old child!Jiaqi hugged Xiaomao and sat in the co-pilot of a truck. The others continued to rely on their small feet to fight against the dangerous mountains, against the Japanese fighter planes, against life and death...

The climate in the mountains is changing rapidly. One minute the sun is still shining brightly, and the next minute there may be dark clouds and heavy rain. It is already autumn, and it is in the mountains again. When it rains, the students have nowhere to hide from the rain. It is so cold Trembling, my father came from the back of the team with a wooden stick. In the heavy rain, he directed everyone to speed up his pace, and then he had to go to the front again to contact the resting place at the next stop. Wearing a coat of why not.

This kind of extremely difficult situation is not once or twice, but it is encountered from time to time. This not only tests our physique, but also our will. Many junior high school students, when it rains and cannot hold on, quietly Tears, even though my body was covered with rain, I could still see the tears hidden in the rain, and the girl who couldn't help crying, just cried out. Every time, under the strong wind and rain, between the cliffs, There is always a cry echoing from time to time, as if complaining to God...

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Ten kilometers away from Qujing, the sky was getting dark, and the exhausted teachers and students were walking more and more slowly. Why not take a few students who usually walk the slowest behind me, and encourage them while walking

"In another hour, we will arrive in Qujing, and we can have a good night's rest."

"Really?"

"Yeah, what are you doing? You still don't believe me? What's wrong with you? Are you going to cry again, keep going?" Why not chat with a few children

"But we... are really tired!"

"I have to go if I'm tired, otherwise what should I do if I'm caught up by the Japanese? Or, let's sing, come, come, come together!"

"Sing? Sing what?"

"My home is in the northeast, on the Songhua River..."

"My home is in the northeast, on the Songhua River, where there are forests and coal mines, and there are soybeans and sorghum all over the mountains. My home is on the Songhua River in the northeast, where there are my compatriots, and my aging parents..."

Why don't you say something, the students behind me echoed, Sanyazi held my hand, lowered his head, and couldn't stop chanting

"My home is not in the Songhua River, but my home is in the Songhua River, and there are...the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the Xiang River, the Hanshui River, the Jialing River, Mount Huang, Mount Jiuhua, Mount Wuyi, Mount Qiyun, Mount Putuo..."

Listening to him counting non-stop, I felt relieved. It seems that he is usually very hardworking, not only good at Chinese, but also good at geography.But after counting for a while, he became impatient, frowned, looked up at me, and asked

"Mr. Han, why are there so many mountains and rivers? There are too many to count? But, but, where is my home?" He is from Guizhou, of course he knows where his home is, but now he Asked me where is his home, I didn't know how to answer, stopped for a while, and said to him

"The places you just mentioned... are all your home" After I finished speaking, I pursed my lips and moved my sore throat, not daring to look down at him anymore. His tears will hit his face and hurt him...

There are more and more high-pitched singing voices on the road. My home is in the northeast, on the Songhua River...

From Longshui Township to the present, we have walked for more than two months. When we arrived in Kunming, it was early winter. The temporary university, which moved here a few years earlier, had been renamed Southwest Associated University. Resettlement in Ming County. This used to be an elementary school, which had been abandoned for a long time. A few male teachers repaired the house. The students were like when they first went to Bengbu in exile. "Agricultural Development".

During this journey, Xiao Mao really surprised me. Although he is only one year old, he has great willpower. On the way, I was always worried that the tragedy of my nephew would repeat itself, but no, even though he can only eat When it comes to a hot porridge, Jiaqi chews some dry food for him the rest of the time, but he persisted all the way and never got sick!

Now that I have a child, it’s not easy to live in school, why not find a small yard in Haibei Village, just like back then, our family moved there, my father sent us to Kunming, settled everything, and hurried back to Chongqing , I have been holding my heart for nearly two years, and now I can finally let it go, because here is a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and thousands of miles of fertile fields. In a world full of wars and storms, it is like a paradise. We lived here for five years until the end of the Anti-Japanese War.

I know, why not because of Ling Ping's matter, there is a rift between me and my father, and I also want to persuade her, but when I think about it, how should I say this kind of thing?Looking at it from either side, there is nothing wrong with it. What's more, it wasn't Ling Ping who was arrested by her father. Her father must have wanted to save Ling Ping, but there was no way to save her, just like Mu Ying at that time, so... I finally chose silence……

After I came to Kunming, my life is still going to class and going home. Why not come to school with me every day, but now, she spends most of her time at home reading and accompanying Xiaomao. Only Jiaqi comes occasionally at noon The school cooks for other teachers. I didn’t feel anything at first, but after a long time, I naively became jealous with a child.

"No reason?"

"Well, Xiaomao, do you want to learn how to read?" Why don't you sit on the bed, hug Xiaomao and "chat" with him

"No reason?"

"Huh? You said"

"It's nothing." She didn't even look at me. I felt bored, so I stopped talking. I thought before, if one day we have a child, what will happen to him?Now, I know, that's it, if I really love my child, I'm so jealous

"Xiaomao, will you sleep with Aunt Jiaqi at night?" Buwei bathed Xiaomao, dressed him, and asked him, but the little guy didn't speak, just smiled

"Hehehe, let's go." He picked up Xiaomao and went to Jiaqi's room. I made the bed and looked confused. After a while, why not come in

"Xiao Mao is asleep, Jiaqi seems to like Xiao Mao very much too." She sat on the edge of the bed and removed her clothes, lay down and looked at me

"Well, that kid has a good temper, like Ling Ping, so of course he's likable."

"...Hey..." She sighed when she heard Ling Ping

"Not for..."

"…………Um?"

"Well... why did you send Xiaomao to Jiaqi? What if he cries at night?"

"Don't worry about this, Jiaqi said it's okay, besides, I have to comfort you well"

"What comforts me?"

"It's just..." Why didn't you cover me as he said, looking at me with a dangerous light in his eyes

"You, you...you are, I want to comfort myself" I turned my head and didn't dare to look at her, and my words were a little stuttering

"Yeah, it's just to comfort the two of us, isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

"you……"

"Don't you, me!" She moved down, kissed my lips, and pulled the quilt to cover her head. I didn't want to compromise so quickly, but since I haven't been close to her for a long time, I really can't resist, so I can only let her...

During the Spring Festival, the students who hadn’t eaten sauerkraut dumplings for a long time danced happily, and my father came back with me. I remember that night, why didn’t I go home a little bit drunk after drinking a few glasses of Jiangjin Baijiu brought by my father, and asked Father, why are you attacking your own students, why are you persecuting young people, why are you arresting the Communist Party? Father didn’t speak. Jiaqi and I hurriedly helped her back to the house and lay down on the bed. She was still talking vaguely, Xiaomao didn't know what happened, so why not see why, he was so scared that he cried. Later, his father went into the house and took Xiaomao away...

I poured a glass of boiling water, sat on the head of the bed, and looked at her all night without sleep. I knew that my father had nothing to say, but he just didn’t want to explain. Why not? This world is nothing but me, me, I can't do anything...

At the end of April, when I thought why wouldn't I be here with me, guarding these students and these desks, quietly waiting for the victory of the War of Resistance, she was about to leave again.

"To Shanxi?"

"Yes, the Japanese army is gradually approaching Shanxi. This battle is inevitable, and it seems that many people have gone this time."

"Since a lot of people have gone, there is no shortage of you," I whispered

"Hehe, of course it is missing. I told Teacher Han that I must go this time, and he agreed. Shanxi has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. Mr. Jiang said in his early years that he would fight against the Japanese and fight in the north." I am not afraid, I am not afraid of fighting in the south, but I am afraid that the Japanese will invade Shanxi. You think, if there is no Shanxi, the Japanese army enters Sichuan from Hanzhong, and then occupies Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangdong and Guangxi. , this battle can’t go on, tell me, do I have to go to such an important battle?”

"You...you look like a strategist"

"Of course, during those years in Shanghai, I also learned a lot from those commentators."

"... When will I leave?" Seeing that she has made up her mind, I can only accept my fate

"Leave in two days"

"Hey……"

"Stop moaning, I promised you, I will definitely come back"

"……Um"

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"I don't care what other people do! But you! Follow my division!" Qin Yuan saw why not doing it in Zhongtiao Mountain, riding on a horse, looking at her, and said in a blunt tone

"Why follow your division"

"Follow me if you don't want to die"

On May 1941, 5, the Japanese army mobilized 7 troops and, with the support of aviation, launched a full-scale attack from the periphery of Zhongtiao Mountain, from the east, north, and west. (Zhongtiao Shanxi starts from Shanxi and faces Shaanxi in the south, and ends in Jiyuan in the north of Henan Province in the east. Meng County is connected with Taihang Mountains. It is adjacent to the Yuncheng Basin in the north and the Yellow River in the south. The territory is full of ravines, undulating mountains, overlapping passes, and rich mineral deposits. Zhongtiao Mountain The three mountains of Taihang, Luliang, and Taiyue are the corners of each other, and their strategic position is very important. After the Japanese invaded and occupied Shanxi, "in order to consolidate North China, restrain Luoyang, and peek into Xi'an, they have besieged Zhongtiao Mountain thirteen times since 1938, but none of them succeeded. ")

Everyone thought that Chiang would attach great importance to this battle. As a result, the national army even dispatched troops to fight against the Communist Party according to Chiang's request before the war, reducing the number of troops in the Zhongtiaoshan area to 18.You must know that with the strength of the national army, even if it is 18 vs. [-], it is not an advantage. On the contrary, the Japanese army attaches great importance to this battle and calls it the Central Plains Battle.Take out a main force of [-] to fight, and we are determined to win the southern Shanxi area!

On May 5th, Wang Jun, the commander of the No.9 Seventh Division, died. The upper echelons were not mentally prepared, and the soldiers below were even more uncertain. Now, a division commander died in only two days, and the army was in a state of chaos.

Qin Yuan led the division to encounter the Japanese army in Yongji. The Japanese army's clean and neat strategy like a textbook surprised Qin Yuan. The national army's fortifications were weak, and the upper-level command was chaotic. There was even a situation of food shortage for several days. By the evening of the 13th, under the fierce offensive of the opponent, the troops had nowhere to hide, nowhere to retreat, the horses could not run, and the machine guns were useless.

The trenches were filled with blood and corpses. Outside, there was a lot of dust and gunfire, but it was the sound of gunfire from the other side. The Chinese troops heard the most screams. Why not drag Qin Yuan and find shelter in the trenches with difficulty? He was shot several times in his body, bleeding profusely, vomiting blood along the corner of his mouth, weakly pulling the corner of He Buwei's clothes, why not stop, leaning him on his shoulder, Qin Yuan looked at her, eyes full of is remorse

"It's okay, we can go out, go to the rear"

"Impossible, we are all surrounded, where can we get out, big troops, whoever dies, whoever flees, no one will come to rescue us" Why not stick to his lips tightly, listening to his weak voice

"Then we'll go out by ourselves"

"Heh, look at it" Qin Yuan said weakly stretched out a hand from the trench, pointed back, why didn't he raise his head carefully, and looked in the direction he pointed... Qin Yuan The division led by 1000 people, who can still stand on the battlefield today, has reached the point where they can be counted at a glance

"We can't get out, don't do it, I regret it so much, take you with me, otherwise, you wouldn't be stuck here with me"

"Stop talking, there will be a way"

"I am half dead, I will be a prisoner..."

"No, how could I be a prisoner?"

"Lingping...I, I never saw her again"

"...Ling Ping, Ling Ping is doing well now, I met her when I was in Shanghai." Qin Yuan suddenly mentioned Ling Ping, which made He Buwei startled for a moment, and said with averted eyes for a moment

"Ah, really?" Hearing why not why, Qin Yuan's eyes brightened

"Yes, really, so, you have to live"

"Then I can't be a prisoner...but...we really can't leave, why..." Thinking of something, Qin Yuan dimmed his eyes again in despair

"Ok?"

"kill me"

"What?" Why didn't you hear clearly, and listened closer

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