The biting cold wind blew, and Yang Ling's roar echoed in the ears of the brothers, sonorous and powerful.
More than 400 brothers subconsciously stood in silence, but their faces covered with dust and blood still looked sluggish, as if they had lost their souls.
"The city of Nanjing has been destroyed and we have been defeated. Are you afraid now?!"
"Are we so vulnerable? We have all rolled over the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in Shanghai. We have never seen any big winds and waves. Why have we become weak now and want to be deserters?"
Yang Ling's voice was penetrating, full of doubts and questions that every brother could hear clearly.
These brothers were silent for a long time. After this series of bloody battles, countless brothers died. But now that the capital Nanjing is lost and the commander has escaped, they are also disheartened.
Seeing that the brothers were silent, Yang Ling added: "Speak freely to me, whatever you want to say."
"Sir, we are not afraid. The capital has been lost, the commander has escaped, and we have all perished. Why bother to fight? We might as well go home and farm." As soon as Yang Ling finished speaking, a bold brother spoke.
Yang Ling sneered and asked, "Who said our country will perish if we lose our capital?"
Yang Ling paused and continued: "It is true that our capital Nanjing has been lost! But we still have 40 million compatriots, millions of troops, and thousands of cities behind us! This city
The gain or loss of one place is nothing. The war does not end today. As long as we continue to fight, we will definitely regain what we lost today in the future! We will not surrender!"
"Sir, what if the superiors surrender?" Someone asked a pointed question.
The fall of Nanjing was a major blow to the Chinese people, especially the escape of the officers, which made many brothers lose confidence in the government and worried that they would be frightened by the powerful Japanese army and choose to surrender.
"I don't know where you heard this news, but as far as I know, the government will not surrender! Nanjing's defeat is only temporary, and we will soon have new reinforcements arriving on the northern battlefield.
, the fraternal troops are still fighting bloody battles, and as long as our troops are still resisting, the government has no reason to surrender!"
"Sir, can we still defeat the Japanese?"
Yang Ling said categorically: "Yes! As long as we unite as one, we will definitely be able to defeat the Japanese! Until we drive them out of China!"
Yang Ling's words were firm and powerful, rekindling hope in the hearts of many brothers. The defeat in Nanjing was not the end, nor was the war.
Yang Ling's tone also softened, and he said sincerely: "Brothers, if we soldiers give up resistance, then we will really become slaves of the subjugated country. By then, this will be the territory of the Japanese. Don't worry.
Do your parents, wives and children live in fear? Those Japanese are very cruel."
These brothers have all seen how ferocious the Japs were. Almost no humans or animals were left wherever they went. Those villages and towns were burned to rubble. Thinking that their hometown might become like this, they clenched their fists.
This is absolutely not allowed to happen.
"Brothers, cheer up, pick up weapons and continue to fight the little devils to the end! Otherwise, the blood of our dead brothers will be shed in vain!"
Yang Ling's words had an inspiring effect, and the blood of serving the country boiled in the brothers' bones again. They raised their arms and shouted for a bloody fight to the end! The listlessness was wiped away, which made Yang Ling very satisfied.
"Now I order to eat! Only when we are full can we have the strength to fight the Japanese!" Yang Ling saw that the morale of the brothers had been restored and he said no more.
Although Yang Ling's speech was not long, he also made it clear to the brothers that if he really became a slave to the subjugation of the country, what would his life be like? For the sake of his relatives and his hometown, he must continue to fight.
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"Is it true that the higher ups won't surrender?" Zhang Hongying handed a piece of roasted sweet potato to Yang Ling, sat down against him, and asked with worry on her face.
The purpose of the Japanese army in capturing Nanjing was to force the Nationalist Government to surrender through force. But now that Nanjing has been lost and all the Chinese elite have been lost, it is no wonder that Zhang Hongying and others are worried.
Yang Ling patted her shoulder, looked into her eyes and said, "Do you believe me?"
Zhang Hongying nodded: "I believe you."
"That's right, the government will not surrender. Although Nanjing is lost, there are still Wuhan, Chongqing, and thousands of brothers who protect their homes and countries..."
Just as Chairman Chiang Kai-shek said in his speech, when the war begins, the general area will not be divided into north and south, and everyone, old and young, will have the responsibility to defend the territory and resist the war. Facing the vast sea of the Chinese people, the Japanese army will use all its troops to fight.
If you are sharp, you will fall into the quagmire.
Now the National Revolutionary Army is fighting bloody battles at the front, and many areas that have not been affected by the war are still living and drinking. Many Chinese people will never know fear unless a knife is placed on their necks.
But now the government has lost all its elite troops on the front lines, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers have been stained with blood on the battlefield. It can be expected that in the not-too-distant future, a large number of countries and cities in Central China, North China, and South China will fall into the hands of the Japanese army. Facing the brutal Japanese army
, those who care nothing about themselves will know how childish and terrifying their original fantasies were.
The Japanese spy agencies were active in China. They claimed that this war was a personal conflict between them and Chairman Chiang Kai-shek, and had nothing to do with the army or the people. This paralyzed many people, but this veil would eventually be cut off by bloody bayonets.
Break...
Yang Ling and the others did not stop too much along the way. They carried a large number of wounded and marched for four days and four nights before finally arriving at Chuzhou City.
Chuzhou is the security area of Hu Zongnan's First Army. Entering Chuzhou, Yang Ling and his several hundred brothers were temporarily out of danger.
The entire city of Chuzhou was in chaos. Refugees who had fled with their young and old could be seen everywhere. Horse-drawn carriages filled with parcels blocked the roads. Dirty children begging for money were weaving in and out of the crowd. The feces of mules and horses filled the air.
Permeated with a turbid stench.
The defeated soldiers who broke out from Nanjing were wandering in the streets in twos and threes. Many of them were carrying dirty guns, and most of them were empty-handed. It was not known whether they had lost their guns or sold them for food.
At least Yang Ling saw four or five people dressed as ordinary people happily changing their weapons from soldiers.
The vendors surrounded these soldiers selling all kinds of food and drinks, as if they regarded these soldiers as big customers.
These soldiers who broke out fought bloody battles with the Japanese army on the battlefield for many days, and more or less captured some rare gadgets, which now gave the vendors a huge advantage.
The troops and refugees who broke out of the siege and fled to Chuzhou plunged the entire Chuzhou city into a period of abnormal prosperity. If Hu Zongnan's First Army hadn't looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, there wouldn't have been the slightest atmosphere of war here.