In this era, a person's thinking cannot be independent. He must conform to the entire social environment. He hates war, but he cannot break away from the war because of his disgust. He can only go with the flow. This is the perception of this ordinary soldier

, he really has the potential of a philosopher.

Yes, no matter who you are, you will become a philosopher after experiencing several lives and deaths.

His camp was suddenly attacked by the enemy, and the whole camp was in complete chaos. He could not find his soldiers. Firstly, everyone was completely in chaos. Secondly, the newly assigned soldiers were still under his command.

I don’t know anyone. The soldiers can’t find their generals.

Now the stick soldier is anxiously looking forward to finding his superior and getting instructions from him on what to do and how to do it.

But he was desperate. In the raging fire, there were chaotic people everywhere, but he could not find his boss. Even the person wearing a sign of his boss could not be seen, and there was no flag for everyone to recognize.

Knowing the position of his boss, this stick soldier was completely confused. He didn't know what to do, let alone what he should do. Now he has become a component of this war machine, a numb puppet, but

It was with the next war that God no longer favored me and became a dispensable, abandoned thing. Yes, it was a thing, not a person.

Just when he was drifting numbly, he suddenly saw a statue-like figure sitting there on the high general platform, holding a sword and a golden sword. That was the mainstay.

, that is Dinghai Shenzhen. This tall figure gives people a sense of firmness and makes people feel that they can rely on and follow.

Now, Zhang Wan's figure is holding a sword. In the eyes of this stick soldier, although this figure is much shorter than the gods enshrined in his own temple, he does not have a golden helmet or a halo behind him. But he is tall and tall.

The figure of the soldier made him feel like he was worshiping him. That was the idol he worshiped. The soldier's panicky heart suddenly became calm.

At this time, he heard the voice of this idol: "Who will fight with me?"

In fact, although Li Wan, who was sitting above, had the heart to regard death as his own, he did not make such a sound. He used his responsibility as a general and his determination to fight for a chance of escape for the soldiers who had already been defeated.

But the voice of "Who will fight with me?" was spread out invisibly. On this chaotic battlefield, it roared and passed among the souls and the numb hearts, and was spread and expanded invisibly.

The soldier felt this call, stopped drifting with the crowd, stood still, and his shoulders were shaken by the squeeze. He tried to stand up straight, resisting the collision of the brothers who were running in a panic, and then suddenly raised his hands.

He picked up the wooden stick and shouted at the tall figure at the top of his lungs: "I am willing to fight with the general, I am willing to fight with the general."

Although when he shouted, his voice was suppressed by countless frightened voices, and his body was knocked around by the chaotic soldiers who kept running, but he still worked hard to stand firm and stay in the chaos.

Turn your body and face the direction of the enemy.

When he looked at the stalwart figure again, it seemed that the marshal heard his shout, turned his head, glanced at him, and gave him a peaceful smile.

It was this smile that suddenly made the soldier burst into tears, and made him determined to die for just this smile.

The chaos on the battlefield is so chaotic that it makes one's scalp numb. Everyone is making meaningless sounds, which will eventually merge into an earth-shattering sound.

But what stood out was that almost everyone heard a weak but shocking cry: "I am willing to fight with the general."

No one heard this voice at all, but like an awl, it penetrated into the heart of every chaotic soldier. It was this cry that suddenly reminded countless soldiers of their identity. They were not refugees and retreated.

I am a warrior myself.

This realization caused countless people to stop involuntarily, and they involuntarily looked towards the high general's platform, letting them see the commander-in-chief sitting there with the golden sword unmoved.

It was precisely after seeing that unmoving figure that more and more soldiers began to feel more at ease, allowing them to find their target direction.

And at this moment, in the chaotic battle formation in front of the camp gate, someone shouted and announced: "It's Japanese pirates, Japanese pirates are coming."

Originally, the original meaning of this sound was that the ferocity of the Japanese pirates made everyone frightened, and the Japanese pirates made people feel that it was impossible to resist. This was a cry of fear.

But in this era, it also represents the outbreak of a feud. The civil strife in North Korea is an internal matter within our country. The Japanese pirates are coming. How did they come? They must have been seduced by the traitor Li Qing.

In the fight between brothers, God has the final say as to who wins and who loses. If everyone fights, it is just a matter of life and death, and wealth and honor are determined by God.

However, it is unforgivable to bring thieves into the house. At this moment, the Korean soldiers, who were in a chaotic defeat, suddenly felt a common hatred for the enemy.

I don’t know who shouted again: “Kill the Japanese pirates.”

This sound immediately aroused the resonance of all the soldiers. If Li Qing's rebel army attacks, we can be defeated, but when the Japanese pirates attack, we must fight with our lives.

With this shout, the morale of the army, which had been gradually stabilized by the previous shout, suddenly burst out with a kind of anger against the same enemy. Almost all the soldiers stopped running, but turned around and pounced on the Japanese pirates who rushed into the camp.

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No one knew how many Japanese pirates there were, and everyone knew the fighting power of the Japanese pirates, but no one was afraid anymore. They all turned around without hesitation and rushed towards the group of Japanese pirates.

This is no longer a fight between brothers, this is no longer the outcome of a battle, this is an explosion of national integrity. All people, all Koreans, launched a desperate counterattack against the Japanese pirates who suddenly appeared.

(The purpose of writing this chapter is because I deeply admire the Koreans' hatred of Japan from the bottom of my heart. They are not like us Chinese, who shout loudly to boycott Japanese goods, but all the things around them

, almost all are Japanese products, and I will be extremely honored because my sister or daughter married a Japanese. This is a kind of sadness, a kind of national sadness. Brothers, don’t forget, Japan
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