Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

Tonghe County, a small county at the junction of Loufan and Gujiao.

After the last World War, the base area of ​​the Eighth Route Army expanded accordingly, and a squadron of devils in this small county was wiped out.

Because it was not an important place, the devils did not send troops to take it back.

It is also for this reason that Wu Qianli chose to make the first level here.

"Quick! Hurry up and get into the city!"

"Boom!"

Trucks drove into the city with hurried shouts.

The shops and stalls around the main road in the city were all closed at this time, and there was a heavily armed Eighth Route Army soldier standing every ten meters on both sides of the road.

Wu Qianli walked into the city with a serious look, and Zhao Gang immediately greeted him.

"You can be regarded as coming. Many people have already started to leave the city one after another. Most of the rest are elderly women. They are old and don't want to leave the city where they have lived for so many years."

"I just reported the situation to the deputy commander-in-chief, and our rear station is willing to take over them."

"But I think it's best for you to show your face. After all, these people have started to leave their homes because of your plan."

Wu Qianli stopped in her tracks: "I will personally go and give them an explanation."

"The scale of this battle is too large. Commander Li and the others have already received news that the raid has been successful."

"It's not an army of devils, but only about 1 troops. I estimate that their army will arrive soon. At that time, the devils will definitely mobilize all of them to attack us."

"This place will soon become a battlefield. Although it is painful to leave your homeland, it is better than losing your life."

Zhao Gang nodded: "That's right, but the question is, do these people really have to leave?"

"We have fought the battle of defending the city before. Not only did the people at that time not have to leave, but they could also help us with many things."

Wu Qianli sighed: "To be honest, the people are indeed our weakness. When you are safe, you don't know that Kazuki Yamamoto threatened us with the people. I don't want to see such a thing a second time."

"The situation this time is more difficult than the one in Ping'an. The situation may be even worse than we imagined. We must consider the safety of the people and minimize all risks and losses!"

"Speaking of business, are the vehicles ready to help the people evacuate?"

Zhao Gang nodded: "Most of our trucks were refitted by Lao Li and the others to participate in their operations. After I applied to the deputy commander in chief, he immediately contacted comrades in nearby cities and asked them to find a way to mobilize some. Still not enough."

"So far, half of the people in the city have not been transferred out!"

Wu Qianli frowned: "Let the elderly, children and women evacuate by truck, and you will arrange for a few soldiers to bring some food and borrow some donkey carts and bullock carts from the villagers in the surrounding villages."

"I reckon it won't be too long before the devils launch their attack. All the people must be evacuated within these two days."

In fact, not only Tonghe, but also several counties in the rear are within the scope of Wuqianli's plan.

All of these county towns have been taken back by the Eighth Route Army, and the defenders in these county towns will arrange the evacuation.

"I've already asked people to do this. It is estimated that it will be ready tonight. If they evacuate overnight, all the people in Tonghe will be able to evacuate tomorrow morning."

Wu Qianli nodded, turned around and looked at Zhao Gang: "Is there any news from other troops?"

"Yeah!" Zhao Gang nodded and said, "All are in place, and now the fortifications have begun."

Wu Qianli nodded and said nothing more.

Go straight along the main road and soon come to the square of Tonghe County.

In the square at this time, all the people were sad, and their sides were filled with packages of all sizes.

Some children blinked their big eyes and looked at the Eighth Route Army around them, with suspicion written all over their faces.

They don't know why there are so many strangers in the city overnight, or why they have to leave when these people come in.

The only thing they know is that these people are not bad people.

Seeing Wu Qianli approaching, everyone cast their eyes on him.

An old man with gray hair and crutches walked in front of Wu Qianli with a hunched body.

"Captain Wu, do we really want to leave here? The old man has lived here all his life, and it's really hard to bear to leave suddenly."

"Yes, Commander Wu, can't we just leave? We promise we won't cause trouble for your Eighth Route Army."

With one person taking the lead, everyone immediately followed suit.

Wu Qianli lowered his eyes, he naturally knew the reluctance of these people, but there was nothing he could do about it.

If there were fewer enemies this time, they would not need to do these things at all. Unfortunately, this time the enemies consisted of four divisions, more than [-] people, and there were also aircraft and tanks.

Wu Qianli took a deep breath: "Folks, it's not our Eighth Route Army who wants you to go, it's the devils who want you to go."

"This time the devils dispatched four divisions with 10,000+ troops. This is an extremely severe test for any of our troops in Northwest Shanxi."

"This battle, we have to fight more, and we can't stop fighting. If we win, the people will live a good life for a while, but if we lose, our efforts for so many years will be in vain."

"In this battle, the enemy has planes, artillery, and tanks. They will bomb the city where we are. It is too dangerous for you to stay in the city."

"I know you are reluctant to part with your hometown, but if you don't leave, you will die."

"Don't worry, we have already arranged the rear. You will not be hungry or cold when you get there. When we finish the war, you can come back and build your own homeland together."

After Wu Qianli finished speaking, everyone fell silent immediately.

They all know what Wu Qianli said, but they have lived here for many years. If it weren't for fighting, who would want to stay away from their homeland?
After a long time, the old man slowly turned his head and walked towards the crowd with tears in his eyes.

He remained silent, but slowly bent down with a cane to pick up his package.

Maybe it was because he was getting older, but just as he was about to stand up, the contents of the package fell apart.

Seeing this, Wu Qianli hurried forward to help him pick up his things, and a black and white photo with half a corner missing came into view.

"Old man, this."

The old man lovingly picked up the photo: "This is my son, also an Eighth Route Army soldier, who left when he was fighting devils last year."

"The comrades of the county brigade told me that the body was not found, and only this photo can be left for me to remember."

"I heard people say that this transfer can go to the rear. I plan to take him there to see the current scale of our Eighth Route Army, which will make him happy."

As he spoke, the old man's tears fell on the photo.

"But, I still hope that he can stay with me in Tonghe, and the fallen leaves return to their roots, don't you think?"

Wu Qianli nodded: "Your son is good. The fallen leaves will return to their roots. When this battle is over, I will send someone to pick you up personally."

The old man nodded: "I understand, my son is the Eighth Route Army, so naturally I won't hold you back."

"Folks, Captain Wu said that we can go home after the devils are beaten away!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, everyone picked up their luggage in unison, turning their heads three times at each step, with reluctance in their eyes.

Wu Qianli clenched his fists tightly, and secretly vowed in his heart: This battle must be won, and when the time comes, he will personally welcome the people back!