Yu Zhimian, the patriarch of Huangcheng Town, has a scholarly family, and has been an official for generations. He is the richest man in Zhanghu County. He raised more than 200 people in the ward. This is not only the guards and thugs that his family has raised outside. The servants are all equipped with Hanyang and several small cannons. Not only does it have a large amount of land and real estate, but the Yu family's shops are also widely opened, and it is said that there are more than 200, rich.

In Yujiabao, Huangcheng Town, Yu Zhimian was furious at this time.

"It's too much." Yu Zhimian angrily threw the wedding letter to the ground. "What is Ma Fucai? He relied on the power of the Japanese and wanted to climb onto the Yu family. The toad wanted to eat swan meat, but he didn't look at his appearance. He wanted my daughter to be his seventh concubine and his dream of spring and autumn. The person came and beat me to death and feed the dog."

"Yes, lord." Yu Deshui, the leader of the guard guard, thrust his chest and led a few guards to leave.

"Master, wait." A middle-aged man who looked like a master reached out to stop him.

"What does Mr. Zhang mean?" Yu Zhimian asked in confusion.

"Master, today is not as good as before!" Master Zhang Huazong stroked his beard and persuaded: "If you want to borrow the courage of the Ma family in normal times, you dare not! Now it is the Japanese who take the initiative. Then, Master, you know how Ma Shiren is, a villain who will be vengeful and sinister. As the saying goes, "It is better to offend a gentleman than offend a villain. If there is a eldest young master on the side of the national army, if Ma Shiren is making trouble in front of the Japanese, it may be detrimental to the Yu family!"

Yu Zhimian sat down slowly, pondered for a while, nodded slightly, "What Mr. Zhang said is not unreasonable. Ma Shiren is not only sinister and cruel, but also extremely greedy, and is not in line with me. In the past, there was Shaoer, and he dared not do anything. Now, will he do it? It's hard to say. Mr. Zhang, how should you deal with this matter?"

"It is definitely not OK to kill the dogs," said Zhang Huazong: "But you can't be too weak, so that Ma Shiren thinks that the Yu family is no longer able to do. If you are afraid of him, your life will be even more difficult. Drive people away, let him eat a few sticks, and tell him that our lady has already betrothed and told him not to harass him again."

"Well, let's do it like this!" Yu Zhimian sighed softly, waved his hand to let the guards do their business. After a while of silence, he said, "Mr. Zhang, after the Japanese devils invaded China, the Kuomintang army retreated step by step, and the country became enemies. If this continues, there will inevitably be danger of destruction of the country. Mr. Xu has a long-term vision. From you, can this Japanese last long?"

Zhang Huazong grinned and sighed bitterly, "It may be difficult for the national army to resist the Japanese. However, isn't there any National League? Foreigners will never watch China annexed by Japan. This will also be a major loss to their interests!"

"I hope this is the case!" Yu Zhimian gently stroked his forehead with his hand, "Although there are many Chinese people, some guys just don't do anything to do. They just sucked into the Japanese's crotch, becoming traitors and traitors. Humph, without any backbone, their ancestors' faces were thrown away."

"The master is right." Zhang Huazong's eldest son was also a national army. He died in the battle with the Japanese devils, so he hated the Japanese devils in particular. Moreover, he and Yu Zhimian were classmates and scholars who went to the exam together. Although he did not pass the exam, he had been a master in the Yu family and had a close relationship with Yu Zhimian and talked about everything. "Dogs like Ma Shiren and Mei Lianli rely on giving money to the Japanese to give women, flattering and licking their butts, and being shameless, became a fake official. The major national affairs were in the hands of these dogs."

Yu Zhimian saw Zhang Huazong's wrinkled face with an indignant look, and grinned, "We two old bones are not afraid of anything, but we have to find a way out for the children! My stupid son, stubborn daughter, and your stinky brat. Oh, I gave a lot of money to the Japanese and wanted to buy peace, but I didn't expect that Ma Shiren, the old dog, jumped out again. What should I do now?"

"I'm not considerate. I think that although millions of national troops have suffered a little setback, the counterattack will be a short time." Zhang Huazong said apologetically: "But it seems that the Japanese are firmly in their position and regret it too late."

"Not Mr. Zhang's fault." Yu Zhimian waved his hand generously, "It's because I can't bear to leave my hometown, I can't bear to leave the family business I have saved by these generations, and Yingyu has not returned from studying in Peking, so she has nothing to do with Mr. Zhang."

Seeing that Yu Zhimian did not blame him, Zhang Huazong calmed down his guilt and began to think about it. Yu Zhimian did not disturb him and slowly drank tea.

After a while, Zhang Huazong raised his head and said slowly: "Now I can't think of any good idea. Why not make some preparations in advance, pack up the gold, silver and soft materials, and then let the third young master come back and bring all the young and old who are unable to move into the mountains. In this way, even if Ma Shiren and the Japanese want to clean up the Yu family, we have a way out."

"I heard that I was suffering a little injury." Yu Zhimian smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Du Laowan's team was beaten very hard by the Japanese. I don't know how much hope it can be. Let's give it a try!"

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Taihang Mountain is also known as Wujie Mountain, Wangmu Mountain, and Nuwa Mountain. It is an important mountain range and geographical dividing line in the eastern part of China. It is located between Beijing, Hebei, Shanxi, and Henan Province. It starts from Beijing Xishan in the north, reaches the north cliff of the Yellow River in northern Henan, connects to the Shanxi Plateau in the west, and extends to the North China Plain in the east, and extends for more than 400 kilometers. It is a natural mountain in the eastern part of Shanxi, southeast and Hebei and Henan Province. The Taihang Mountains are majestic and have many majestic passes in the mountains. The famous ones are Zijing Pass in Hebei, Niangzi Pass, Hongti Pass, Huguan, Tianjing Pass in Shanxi, etc. Cut by the Juma River, Hutuo River, Zhang River, Qin River, etc., and there are many Henggu Valleys. It is called "Xing" locally. It was known as the "Eight Xings in Taihang" in ancient times and is an important channel for east-west transportation.

When you first hear this place name, you may misunderstand it as the Qilidian and Balipu, which are seven miles away from the county town, eight miles away. However, this Qilipu is located on the Huya Mountain on the eastern foot of Taihang Mountain and the Qilipu, which is only seven miles away from the Pakkata.

Qilipu is a small village with only 30 or 50 households in total, but this is Du Laowan's old nest with northwest wind. First, it is remote, with high and dangerous terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack; second, people here are poor, and there are no rich people or wealthy families. If you give the people some benefits, there will be no one to report or report the news.

"Damn, the northwest wind, the name of this ghost is all the damn northwest wind!" Yu Biao was bare-jawed, holding a ghost-headed knife in his hand and was whispering on the hillside. His muscles were tangled, and his shiny sweat beads rolled down from time to time under the sunlight.

"Traveling through time, possession, can such a bloody thing be touched by my head?" Yu Biao waved his sword harder and shining with a cold light, which was amazing. "God, do you understand the different words of the same name? If I want to let me wear it to the emperor, prince, even if it is a rich man in peacetime, it's fine. Marry a few women and eat some delicacies, and it's so good to have to run to you, Sanbiao, is it the most tragic anti-Japanese era in China, and it's so unlucky."

In April 1938, Sanbiaozi saw a scene that he would never forget for life. On the road, in the fields, on the hillside, there were teams of yellow and gray troops, winding towards the sun and retreating southward.

This is a team that was defeated at first glance. It was gone, and the head on the chest seemed to be too heavy to lift. The previous mighty force had disappeared. The gun seemed to have become an unnecessary burden in their hands, carrying, carrying, carrying, and carrying, with different postures. The ragged military uniform was covered with mud and blood stains, which made the dullness even more exhausted. The dust rolled up by the vehicles swept away the soldiers in groups of three or three. However, no one could dodge, but just moved forward numbly. The entire team was filled with a depressing and heavy aura of death.

The Japanese devils came over, and the retreating national army was happily picking up things in the northwest Fengjie, who was experiencing more than 300 troops, met the Japanese devils.

At this time, the arrogant Japanese no longer had any military tactics. A unit ran around Chinese land, and sometimes a detachment dared to escape from the main force and ran hundreds of kilometers.

The bandits who ran back to the mountain were attacked by the Japanese devils. They put on a few national military clothes and picked up some guns and bullets without having to fight to the death! The battle was a one-sided attitude. Although the bandits fought back, there were still many guys with superb marksmanship among the bandits, they were much farther than the Japanese in terms of tactical cooperation. The Japanese continued to attack the bandits' weak wings. At the same time, their mortars were very accurate. Each shell would take away the lives of several or even dozens of bandits. Although the bandits had an absolute advantage, they suffered heavy casualties under the precise attacks of the Japanese.

After several struggles, Du Laowan, the master of Sanbiaozi, was injured and fell to the ground. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the rest of the people retreated from the village with the boss's panic and returned to the Qilipu, Laowo.

Sanbiaozi volunteered to lead several sharpshooters behind him to cover him, fight and walk, and with the advantage of familiar terrain, he dragged the Japanese to the fork in the road. But in the end, a mortar shell hit him, and the simple-minded and well-developed guy fainted on the ground.

"Hehe, I'm really worthy of being called Sanbiaozi. I'm so good at it. I haven't changed since I was a child." Yu Biao put his knife to the soil and turned around and walked under a big tree. He grabbed the small jacket hanging on the tree and wiped sweat.

The more than ten days of bed-living time was enough to make Comrade Yu Biao, who came from 2008, adapt to his thoughts. The possession of souls, this clichéd technique in time-travel novels, appeared on him, from incredible to slowly accepting. The mutual exclusion of the two souls finally turned into an annexation war. The powerful souls from later generations did not take much effort, so they merged the simple thoughts of San Biaozi.
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