"Today, all the soldiers of our independent regiment are about to embark on the anti-Japanese frontline. Here, I don't want to talk about any big principles. I just want to share two documents with you." Liu Lang did not use the microphone and walked to the log building.
He stood at the edge of the podium and scanned the entire audience.
"One is a list of generals who died in our army since July 7, 1937: General Tong Linge, Lieutenant General Zhao Dengyu died in Nanyuan, Beiping; Major General Huang Meixing died in Hongkou, Major General Cai Bingyan died in Luodian
. Only ten days after the war started, four generals of our army died on the front line. Although I, Liu Lang, am not a general, I will not let the generals focus on their beauty. I will be prepared to sacrifice my life to become a benevolent person. I will not let Sichuan down.
I have lived up to the expectations of my parents in Guangyuan, and I have lived up to the trust of my parents."
Liu Lang's categorical oath made the entire audience fall into silence, and they even forgot to applaud. Especially when Liu Lang's parents' instructions were mentioned, all the officers and soldiers in the audience were silent.
Although they cherish the ambition to protect their home and country, their parents, wife and children are also the softest corners of their hearts. It is difficult not to feel sad when thinking about them.
"The other letter is a letter my old father asked someone to bring to Liu Lang. Every time Liu Lang reads it, he will shed tears on his clothes. However, as a soldier of the country, Liu Lang has a bounden duty to protect his family and the country, and his heart is as sharp as a knife.
At the time of the harvest, I can only look to the southwest, hoping that my blood can protect the safety of my parents. Now I will read my father's family letter to everyone and share my parents' thoughts with all my brothers." Liu Lang took out a family letter from his breast pocket and said,
He read loudly: "My son, Liu Lang, is as trustworthy as his face. Ever since the Japanese invaders entered our border, my father often has trouble sleeping in the middle of the night. In recent months, your mother has also become slightly thinner."
When you first joined the army in Songhu, neither my mother nor I objected. Because of your longing for you, you could do what you wanted to do, whether you be promoted to fame, fortune or glory, or spend your life with the woman you loved. But what I fear most is,
He was my only son. Before he could enjoy life, he was killed by bullets.
However, after these few sleepless nights, I finally came to my thinking. When the country is destroyed, the family is destroyed, and when the mountains and rivers are broken, who can be alone? How can you enjoy life? As a soldier of our country, you are going to embark on this journey.
Defending the front line of the national war is also the life you love. Of course I will help you fulfill your wish. I must not forget about the Chinese nation because of my love.
Farewell, wanderer. The army is about to go on an expedition today. If your father and mother don't come to see you off in person, it will only make you more sad. Even on the front line, you should put national affairs first and don't think about your parents. My mother and I
We should train local warriors at home to serve as the backbone of our country and nation, and we will live up to the bloodshed of my son and all the officers and soldiers on the battlefield."
After reading a letter home, the whole place was filled with sadness.
Many women covered their mouths in an effort to prevent themselves from crying out loud, while the men also had watery eyes and tried hard to hold back their tears.
Which parents don't love their children? But when the country is ruined and the family is in ruins, they endure the pain like a knife in their hearts and send their children to the battlefield. Even, for fear that tears will damage morale, they can't even see Liu Shunhe for the last time.
The letter home written to his son Liu Lang is definitely a heavy tear-jerker for parents.
Facing the officers and soldiers and the common people, their eyes were slightly wet with tears rolling down their faces. Liu Lang's sonorous and powerful voice did not stop: "Look at the whole of China and Sichuan, it is not only my father who understands the righteousness so well. This face was given to his son by the old man of the Wang family."
The flag with the word "death" is also the representative of my Chinese parents. If we don't protect our parents, who will? If we don't protect this home, who will protect it? Here are the two thousand martyrs of our independence group who sacrificed their lives for the country.
, I have tens of thousands of people in Guangyuan, and I, Liu Lang, swear here that if the Japanese pirates are not wiped out, I will never return home."
"I will never return home until the Japanese pirates are exterminated."
"I will never return home until the Japanese pirates are exterminated."
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Not only did all the officers and soldiers of the independent regiment raise their arms and chant, but the people around him were also affected by Liu Lang's passionate officers and soldiers at the scene. Most of them burst into tears, waved their arms and chanted slogans.
The sound of mountains and tsunamis aroused waves of rumbling echoes in the mountains. Even if Liu Lang pressed down to indicate that he could stop it, the rumbling echoes were still rippling in the mountains. It seemed that the ancient Qinling Mountains were also worried about this.
The army that was supporting the oath gave out a cry from the mountains.
"Now, I would like to invite County Magistrate Wang of Guangyuan County to give a speech on behalf of the people." Zhang Ruhao stepped forward and invited Magistrate Wang who was standing in the audience to come to the stage to speak.
County Magistrate Wang did not wear his usual suit this time, but wore a Chinese robe. He stood in front of the stage. This old official who had been in the officialdom for decades actually choked up for a while. He calmed down for a while before croaking.
He said in a loud voice: "Most of the soldiers who are about to go to war are our people in Guangyuan. Wang hereby promises that on any day, he will treat his parents and relatives well so that they can have food and clothing without worries. Wang has done many wrong things in the past, but today
Wang wanted to correct his mistake, and more than 100,000 of our Sichuan troops left Sichuan to rush to the front line. Wang wanted to build a donation platform here to raise military wages and supplies, so Wang first donated 10,000 from his family."
After speaking, the Guangyuan County Magistrate who spoke simply and went straight to the topic waved to the audience. Four big men carried a large wooden box and placed it on the stage. County Magistrate Wang took an ax handed to him by the servant and slammed it towards the wooden box.
The box was chopped open, and the white-flowered ocean rolled out, making it bright and clear.
Ten thousand yuan is not a lot of money. Many families that have been in business for hundreds of years have much more money than this hidden in their cellars. But this amount of money is definitely not enough for County Magistrate Wang, who has had little to gain in recent years.
A small number.
Even Liu Lang didn't expect that this old official would make such an appearance today. This is just the way of life!
Obviously, County Magistrate Wang was more decisive than Liu Lang. Not only did he split the silver box, he also threw his gold watch and gold ring onto the silver ocean.
Following his demonstration, a group of gentry who were watching the ceremony in the audience followed suit. Those who had brought money to prepare for the army took their money up, and those who did not bring any money also threw their gold jewelry on the stage.
The man took out his gold watch, and the woman took off the gold bracelet from her wrist.
What Liu Lang and the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment did not expect was that it was not just the rich people who were taking action. The onlookers also spontaneously formed two long lines and walked past the rostrum. Everyone took out their money and put money in their hands.
When we got to the stage, there were oceans and copper coins.
But the most unexpected thing is that an old beggar in ragged clothes, holding a broken rice bowl and leaning on crutches, tremblingly placed the three copper coins hidden in his arms on the pile of money. That may be his last
Property, or more likely, the money he had set aside to survive without food for several days. But he had no regrets and was determined.
Looking at that trembling and somewhat stooped back, at that moment, everyone was silent and everyone's eyes were moist, no matter the officers, soldiers or civilians.
That scene, countless years later, still remains in the minds of everyone who once stood on this school field.
The moment a group of disabled veterans without arms, legs or eyes put their military pay savings on the stage without any hesitation, it ignited the last tears in the audience that were desperately holding back.
Whether they were as strong as Liu Lang or as weak as the little nurse in the field hospital, tears rolled down their faces, and the whole audience burst into tears.
Not counting what the gentry promised, just counting the money on site, all the people donated more than 250,000 yuan and more than 400 taels of gold. But Liu Lang refused, thinking that since the money belonged to the people of Guangyuan
What is donated to the Sichuan Army should not be used exclusively by the Independent Regiment.
Liu Lang was very aware of the predicament the Sichuan Army was encountering at this time. Because of his own emergence, the Sichuan Army's weapons were now better than those in the past, with only a few machine guns in each battalion. I don't know how much better it would be.
In terms of light firepower at the battalion level, the Sichuan Army is not even weaker than the Japanese Army.
However, the Sichuan army was really poor, and they were given rubber shoes as a gift. But when they left Sichuan, most of them were still in their backpacks, and their feet were wearing the straw sandals they had long been accustomed to. According to people in Chengdu, the 20th Army was preparing to go north to fight against Japan.
The Second Army only prepared ten days of rations for each of them, and looked forward to reaching Shanxi and asking for supplies from the old Shanxi man.
However, Liu Lang knew very well that in the past, the old man from Shanxi disliked these Sichuan troops and did not allocate a cent of military pay to provide supplies. If General Li hadn't needed soldiers to take them in due to the heavy losses of his direct Gui army, I'm afraid the commander-in-chief
A military order from the Ministry made these "beggar" troops in their eyes return to Sichuan.
In the end, it was decided that the property would be transported back to the county by the Guangyuan County Government first, and then handed over to Deng Xihou's 22nd Group Army, which would soon leave Sichuan along the Sichuan-Shaanxi Highway, for use as military supplies.
The little foreign girl donated 50,000 yuan alone to the independent group. After Liu Lang thought deeply, he briefly discussed it with Zhang Ruhao and Chi Dakui, and handed the money to the old couple who originally opened a mutton shop in Shankou and Xiao Shuguang.
The mayor of the town wants them to build a large herbal tea shop next to the highway.
The Sichuan-Shaanxi Highway will become the main link between Sichuan and other provinces. A large number of materials and personnel will pass by here. If there is such a herbal tea shop that provides free tea and rice cakes, it will also be a support for them from Guangyuan County.
The boss and his wife accepted this request, which was not a military order, with tears in their eyes. They patted their chests and said that they would live up to Liu Lang's trust and keep this herbal tea shop open for as long as the war lasted, even if it cost them all their money.
No matter what.
The mayor of "Shuguang" Town, a retired second lieutenant from the Independent Regiment due to disability, also said that he will do his best to help the boss and his wife handle this matter, and the town finance will ensure the supply of all money and food.
After everything was done and everything that needed to be said was said, Liu Lang shouted, "Go to war."
All the expedition personnel of the Independent Regiment turned around collectively, and with people's attention and military salutes from their comrades left behind, they headed towards the Sanbengzi convoy that had assembled three miles away.
Liu Lang looked around, but could not find that familiar figure. The woman who loved him most, the comrade who had lived and died with him, did not appear in the crowd seeing him off.
Even with Liu Lang's free and easy attitude, he couldn't help but feel silently sad. After seeing each other for this day, he didn't know when we would see each other again.
However, just when Liu Lang was about to leave, his eyes suddenly froze and his steps stopped involuntarily.
To be precise, Liu Tuanzuo was stunned and crazy.
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PS: I wish all book friends a happy Dragon Boat Festival and spend the holiday with their parents at noon. Sorry for the late update! Thanks to book friend "HZWANGDD" for the holiday reward. Also, these plots of swearing to go to war are not made up by Feng Yue, they happened to me.
Real people and real stories in the land of China, whether it is donations from "beggars", disabled veterans, or gentry, they are all real. Sichuan as a whole donated 600-800 million yuan in eight years.