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

"Captain Yang, are you sure you want to follow me?"

For Yang Zhihua to stay, not only his subordinates, but even Wu Qianli were a little shocked.

Yang Zhihua nodded vigorously: "Commander Wu, I'm sure."

"You are kind to us, and you know how to fight devils. I have no reason not to follow you. You just have to tell me what tasks you have in the future."

Wu Qianli laughed: "This is a good relationship."

"Commander Yang, to tell you the truth, I've heard your name before, and I've also heard of your title of gun god."

"My current army has a cavalry commander and an infantry commander, and now I only need an artillery commander."

"If you stay, you will help me train the artillery, and you will be my artillery commander in the future."

Yang Zhihua was taken aback for a moment, and fell silent.

He originally wanted to stay, even as an ordinary artillery soldier, but he didn't expect that Wu Qianli would give him a heavy responsibility when he came up.

Seeing that Yang Zhihua didn't speak, Wu Qianli looked at him puzzled.

"Why? Don't want to be an artilleryman? Infantry is fine too. Anyway, you can choose whatever you want."

"No, no, no!" Yang Zhihua raised his head and said with a smile, "I'm average in other aspects, but I'm a little confident when it comes to shooting."

"Just artillery, I'll be artillery."

"Company Commander Wu, don't worry, I promise to help you train a strong artillery team. If you can't train, you can take my head."

Wu Qianli laughed: "I'm relieved to have Commander Yang's words."

"You can pick whatever you want for the guns here, there are enough shells!"

Yang Zhihua nodded with a smile, and then walked in front of the artillery behind Wu Qianli, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

Wu Qianli now has not too many types of artillery, mainly 75mm and 92mm.

Both infantry guns and mortars are available.

Among them, a total of twelve 75mm infantry guns were seized and provided by the system, and all mortars were provided by the system, a total of fourteen.

Eight 92mm infantry guns, a total of 34 guns.

No matter any army has this number of artillery, it can be called the main force.

Especially in the ranks of the Eighth Route Army, when Li Yunlong had an Italian gun, he dared to clamor to attack Ping'an County. At the same time, he also claimed to be rich, which shows the scarcity of artillery.

Now there are 34 artillery pieces in Wuqianli, and the ammunition is sufficient. Isn't that already a "local tyrant?"

Seemingly sensing that something was wrong with Yang Zhihua's mood, Wu Qianli asked in surprise, "Teacher Yang? What's wrong?"

Yang Zhihua blinked fiercely with his back turned to Wu Qianli, and the tears that were about to fall were withdrawn again.

"No, it's okay, I just remembered something."

Yang Zhihua's subordinates took a step forward, their eyes full of loneliness.

"Company Commander Wu, Commander Yang is thinking of his wife and children."

"When the devils attacked the village where Commander Yang's wife and children lived, Commander Yang gave priority to covering the evacuation of the people. When he turned around, he found that his wife and children had been killed by the devils."

"If we had so many artillery, we could have saved everyone."

"Tuan Zhang is touched by the scene."

Wu Qianli fell silent. He heard Yang Zhihua mention this when he went up the mountain.

Because it was a sad thing, he didn't continue to question it at that time, thinking that it was just an ordinary devil killing people, but he didn't expect that there was such an inside story.

Wu Qianli walked to Yang Zhihua's side and patted him on the shoulder.

A man of seven feet can save the common people in the world, but he cannot save his own relatives. This may become a regret in his life.

There are too many examples like Yang Zhihua in this era.

They beat devils in order to end the war as soon as possible, so that such regrets will be less.

"Captain Yang, the deceased is gone, we have more important things to do."

"For example. To avenge your wife and children!"

Wu Qianli spoke very calmly, but to Yang Zhihua's ears, it sounded like thunder.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Wu Qianli: "Company Commander Wu, are you serious?"

Wu Qianli nodded, and said seriously: "Isn't this exactly what you think?"

Yang Zhihua looked at Wu Qianli in horror: "I don't want to avenge my wife and children all the time."

"But fighting is not a matter of emotion. When the guns are fired, how many soldiers have to pay their lives?"

Wu Qianli smiled and said, "That's why I need you to provide detailed information."

"You know, devils will not disappear by themselves. As long as he is still there, he will always be there. Only when they are completely hurt, frightened, and completely eradicated, will they not dare to bite people."

With that said, Wu Qianli turned his head and pointed at the 34 artillery pieces.

"In the past, we had no strength to endure. Now the cannons are here, and the opportunity for revenge is right in front of us. Use your talent, your cannons, and our unyielding heart to let the enemy pay in blood!"

Yang Zhihua clenched his fists tightly, and a raging anger flashed in his eyes. He knew that the opportunity for revenge was right in front of him.

After a few seconds of silence, Yang Zhihua turned around sharply: "Company Commander Wu, I investigated some time ago, and the devil who killed my wife and children is in Qingyuan County, which is [-] kilometers west of Heyuan County."

"There used to be a squadron of devils guarding there. Recently, for some reason, a large amount of supplies have been mobilized there, and the troops have also been sent to a brigade."

"Mobilized a large amount of supplies? And sent additional manpower?"

Wu Qianli frowned, realizing that things might not be as simple as imagined.

It's not that he is afraid of the strength of this brigade, but that it doesn't make sense.

You must know that the northwestern part of Shanxi has always been occupied by the Quartet forces, the devils, the Jinsui Army, the Central Army, and the Eighth Route Army.

Among them, most of the devil's troops are active near the big cities, and their control over Northwest Shanxi is relatively loose.

"Commander Wu, what's the problem?"

Seeing Wu Qianli frowning, Yang Zhihua took a step forward and said: "After all, the opponent has a large army, so it's not impossible to delay this matter?"

"No!" Wu Qianli shook his head: "Let's say it's a big team, even if there is another big team, I won't be afraid."

"I was thinking that the sudden mobilization of supplies and additional troops by the devils must mean that something big is about to happen."

Yang Zhihua was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Company Commander Wu seems to have not received the news."

"The devils seem to be coming to a big sweep recently. Now all the units of the Eighth Route Army are mobilizing, and all the local troops are involved."

"Our original task was to cooperate with the local regular troops to make defensive preparations, and we only exchanged fire with the devils when we were discovered."

Wu Qianli nodded: "This makes sense."

"The devils mobilized supplies in Qingyuan County, and sent additional manpower, for the sake of this great war."

"Since this is the case, let's take the first step, take down Qingyuan County, and grab the devil's backup supplies by the way!"