Rise From Eight Hundred

The leading soldier was tall and burly, and the three gold stars on his collar badge also shone brightly.

Although the two columns of cavalry behind him had begun to run at high speed, they did not mess up the queue and did not kick up the stalls set up by the people on the street. Their control over the horses was amazing.

You almost don’t have to wait until you get closer to know that this is definitely a powerful team. Even though there are only a few dozen riders, it feels like a huge army.

As a soldier, the colonel's adjutant instinctively sensed the crisis. He gently shook his white-gloved hand. A lieutenant behind him understood and waved his hand. In addition to an infantry squad, more than a dozen guns continued to suppress the little Taoist priest and the sword-wielding little Taoist priest. In addition to the surrounding people, more than forty soldiers moved to both sides and turned their guns to aim at the rushing cavalry.

The cavalry obviously saw this scene, but it didn't slow them down and they continued to charge towards this direction at a fast pace.

The people who were pointed at guns panicked, but they dared not move as more than a dozen guns were pointed at them. They could only watch the cavalry charging closer and closer.

50 meters, 40 meters, 30 meters, 20 meters...

It was only then that the leading officer suddenly tightened the reins. The maroon Mongolian horse under him neighed, suddenly slowed down, rushed forward another seven or eight meters, and gradually stopped.

The twenty cavalrymen behind them all moved in unison, slowed down and stopped behind the tall officer.

The officer glanced at the squatting people on the ground, but turned a blind eye to the submachine guns pointed at him from both sides. He looked past the several officers standing opposite him and looked at the little Taoist priest standing at the door of the grain store more than ten meters away. , the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked.

Obviously, this colonel officer came to see Mingxin.

However, Mingxin did not recognize this soldier with a heroic face, even though he felt that this soldier was here to find him.

In other words, I came to save him.

Otherwise, there would not be such a big battle.

"Brother, you belong to that department. This is a city area, not a military camp. You allow the cavalry to run wildly, but you violate the military regulations of 'no disturbing the people' issued by the theater headquarters a few days ago!" The colonel's adjutant looked at the sitting proudly The army colonel on the horse frowned and stepped out from the crowd to accuse.

A soldier who can become a colonel must be capable enough, and when he becomes a colonel or an adjutant, he is the smartest among smart people. There is no need for the army colonel to treat someone of the same level as nothing and charge the cavalry. He rushed over with no scruples, and he knew that he was here to cause trouble.

It's really strange that a little Taoist priest has an army colonel as his backing.

However, to the person behind him, this was nothing. Let alone a mere colonel, it was the person from Xuzhou who was in charge, so what?

"Are you a war zone supervising team?" Tang Dao glanced coldly at the army colonel in front of him.

Yes, Tang Dao is here.

Lu Zhongda originally wanted to go to the liaison department of the 67th Army in Xuzhou City to move reinforcements. That was what Tang Dao told him before leaving. If he encountered any unsolvable difficulties in Xuzhou City, he would go to the people of the 67th Army and they would definitely do it. help him.

Tang's Food Company has a military background. If they want to save the little Taoist priest Mingxin, the only way is for the 67th Army to take action.

Fortunately, before he reached the 67th Army Liaison Department, he saw Tang Dao and the cavalry platoon pulling their horses over.

Lu Zhongda naturally reported to Tang Dao immediately and explained Ming Xin's personal situation clearly. He knew that talents were rare and Tang Dao would definitely help.

Of course, Lu Zhongda also knew the stakes and briefly explained the relationship behind Tang's Grain Company.

"The 20th Army? Those weaklings!" Who knew it would be a good thing if he didn't say that? As soon as he said that person's name, Tang Dao, who was still weighing the pros and cons, snorted coldly. "Cavalry platoon, all mount up and follow me to rescue people!"

Of course Lu Zhongda didn't know that as a commander, he had very few people who disliked the Chinese soldiers in the war. If there were, I'm afraid the high-ranking commander of the 20th Army must be one of them.

On the battlefield, if you are not as skilled as others or you are greedy for life and fear of death, which leads to the failure of the battle, there is nothing to say. It is a mediocre general who loses. It is impossible for everyone to be a famous general like Yue Wumu.

But every time there is a war, he must reserve his strength and let his friendly forces fight to the death. In his own jurisdiction, he even tortures his own people and tries their best to siphon money into his own pockets. There is no cure.

And that person is such a person.

Of course Tang Dao knew how vicious this person was. After this battle, because he was a direct descendant of someone, he was promoted from the commander of the 20th Army to the commander of the 31st Group and concurrently served as the deputy commander-in-chief of the first theater, taking charge of the entire Henan Province.

That is really a disaster for the people of Henan Province!

It was during his administration that the famous Great Famine occurred. From July 1942 to the spring of 1943, 96 of the 111 counties in Henan Province were affected. The total number of people affected by the famine reached 12 million, and about 1.5 million people died. During the disaster, about 3 million people fled Henan Province, and countless people became sick and hungry on the way.

Isn't that ironic? The massacre that the Japanese bravely provoked the whole country to fight was only a fraction of the death toll from the famine.

That great famine was a natural disaster, but also a man-made disaster! See what he did during the famine? They did not care about the lives of the victims at all, but still captured young men, built government offices, and repaired river embankments. Countless people died here.

Forget it, he even used his power for personal gain, hoarded goods, drove up prices, and enriched the country. His subordinates were even more corrupted to the extreme, and they did all the bad things that the old army could do. At one time, organized robbery, rape and other crimes occurred. The people of Henan Province hated Tang deeply. There was a saying that "the four wildernesses in Henan are floods, droughts and locust soup". .

What makes people feel even more hopeless is that when the Battle of Henan, Hunan and Guangxi was defeated, the Japanese army captured the Tangbe warehouse and found that there were 1 million bags of flour, enough for 200,000 troops for a year!

So why didn't Tang show sympathy to the people during the famine? An officer under his command told a Western reporter: "If the people die, the land will still be Chinese; but if the soldiers starve to death, the Japanese will occupy these lands."

Compared with the intensification of costs in the future, the shoddy Tong's Food Store at this time is simply like a charity organization.

Such a stinky person, Beng said that there is only one liaison department for his 20th Army here. Even if that weakling Army is here, Tang Dao will have to deal with him for a while.

After asking about the location and Mingxin's appearance, Tang Dao asked Zhuang Shisan to take Lu Zhongda to the 67th Army Liaison Department first, while he jumped on his horse and rushed to the location of Tang's Grain Store.

"We are not, but it is the responsibility of all soldiers to maintain military regulations in the theater!" The colonel's adjutant was slightly embarrassed, but he was using the truth to criticize people.

"Responsibility of a soldier?" Tang Dao's face, which was as sharp as an axe, suddenly burst out into a smile, and he raised his whip and pointed it at the colonel's adjutant's nose. "Since you talked to me about a soldier's responsibility, I will tell you what a soldier's responsibility is."

"The responsibility of a soldier is not to protect the profiteers here and harm the people, nor to hold a gun to the heads of our Chinese people in our city, but to fight the invaders on the battlefield until the last drop of blood." Tang Dao stretched his body slightly forward, his eyes as sharp as a knife. "Tell me, what did you and you do?"

"Arrogant! How dare someone from your unit say this to our 20th Army Corps?" The colonel's adjutant couldn't help but feel angry when Tang Dao criticized him like this. "Our unit, led by Commander Tang, fought bloody battles with the Japanese army at Nankou for several days and is famous throughout the world. Who knows?"

"A bloody battle at Nankou?" Tang Dao then remembered that Commander Tang Da led the 13th Army to fight a bloody battle with the Japanese army at Nankou. He used one army and two divisions to resist the Japanese army and combined one division into a mixed brigade for the 18th day.

The 13th Army lost half of its troops in this battle, but killed and wounded more than 10,000 Japanese invaders. This shattered the Japanese invaders' wild claims of capturing the south entrance in three days. Even though they were defeated, it was an honor!

But that is the result of bloody battles by middle- and lower-level Chinese soldiers. Does it have anything to do with the military commander who is hiding in the headquarters 100 kilometers away?

"The bloody battle at Nankou was indeed heroic, and our Chinese military and civilians all know it!" Tang Dao's eyes showed respect, and then he looked at the colonel's adjutant with eyes full of contempt. "But what does that have to do with you? Is it just because the 13th Army belongs to your army? In other words, the heroic sacrifice of the 13th Army is not far away, so we can take a good look at your ugly behavior of being the lackeys of the powerful?"

As if that wasn't enough, Tang Dao pointed his riding whip at the colonel's adjutant and the several officers holding guns before him, "You, you, and you, who of you have been on the battlefield, show me your scars, any one of you has , I will kowtow to you and apologize for what I just said!”

Tang Dao didn't hold a gun or a knife. He only had a riding crop. He cursed dozens of guns pointed at him. He looked domineering, but he was Ming who was not even afraid of the hail of bullets on the steps. My heart is extremely broken.

This is the real soldier!

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