The Little God Who Sells the Protagonist

Chapter 227 Heavy History

"These anti-war hero cards were given to you after you killed the anti-war hero? Are they permanent?"

"That's right." Wang Yichen nodded, "In my card space, a brand new section of Anti-Japanese Heroes has appeared, but the only card soldier that can be purchased is this Taoist man, probably the only one who was killed by me in the Anti-Japanese War Only Qi Xia will appear on this board."

"The price is not very expensive, just [-] energy coins. As a blue-quality card soldier, this is a free gift. Unfortunately..." Wang Yichen shook his head, "Although these heroes of the War of Resistance are also card soldiers, every Only one unit can be purchased, just like this Taoist man, I can only have one. In addition, these cards are not permanent, but have a limit on the number of times they can be used. For example, this Taoist man, I can only summon up to five times, It will explode automatically."

"You can be content! Five hundred energy coins and a blue soldier card, you still dislike this? I really want to bite you!" Bai Xiaogui slapped his buttocks and stood up, "Enough rest, let's It's time to act! With this new combat power, we can definitely do something big!"

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It was almost noon, and the sun was shining hotly, which was the hottest time of the day.

On a yellow mud road that is not very spacious, about [-] Japanese cavalrymen in dark blue military uniforms are escorting hundreds of local people in Northeast China to carry grain and supplies.

These Northeast people are generally a head taller and a circle wider than the Japanese soldiers who escorted them, but facing the small number of Japanese soldiers, the faces of these Northeast people are not only numb, but tame.

Lieutenant Yamamoto rode listlessly on the horse, walking lazily at the front of the team.The more than 20 cavalrymen under his command almost all looked tired, and hedgehogs gathered together on the narrow road, forming a long snake formation.

Under normal circumstances, high-mobility cavalry should always put the main force at the forefront, and open a large search front for the most dangerous front and flanks, instead of piled up indiscriminately as they are now, otherwise once they encounter enemy attacks , The cavalry team cannot form a formation, and it is easy to fall into chaos.

However, Second Lieutenant Yamamoto didn't intend to adjust the formation at all-the Qing people really didn't have the will to fight at all!It doesn't matter whether it's this group of Northeast civilians who are a head taller than his soldiers, or their regular soldiers.Second Lieutenant Yamamoto's Second Zhengqing Army has been going smoothly since it set foot on Chinese soil.

Originally, in the hearts of the Japanese people, there has been a mentality of looking up and fearing the huge neighbor to the west for thousands of years. Many Japanese soldiers were a little trembling at the beginning of their journey.

But it wasn't until the war really broke out that they realized that their previous worries and fears were unnecessary.

The soldiers of the Qing Dynasty seemed to have no sense of honor as a soldier at all. When the battle went wrong, they fled quickly one by one, and they could leave everything behind.

The people of the Qing Dynasty were numb and silent, as if the changes in the world around them had nothing to do with them.It is nothing more than Japanese officials replacing the original Qing officials, and the food and materials that were originally collected by the Qing army were replaced by the Japanese army...

Second Lieutenant Yamamoto was born in a Japanese vassal family. He has read a little, and even studied modern Western history in a non-commissioned officer school.In this sweltering weather, he squinted his eyes and looked at the hundreds of people in the Northeast who were silently and tamely in short gray clothes and kept moving forward. He also looked at the lush hills and the black land around him. The young second lieutenant suddenly had a sudden whim and expressed emotion.

"It's true, as Matsudo, Yuezhao and other sages said, the rule of the Jurchen Tartars in the Manchu Qing Dynasty has destroyed the hearts of the Chinese people. How fortunate is the Japanese Empire. When the Western white ghosts invaded, there were all the sages of the Meiji era. Awaken the hearts of the people, and created the current appearance of the empire in one fell swoop."

"We have opened our eyes, but the old Qing Dynasty is still asleep. It seems that the task of raising the yellow race can only be undertaken by the Japanese Empire. This land is so rich and beautiful, and only we, Japan The empire is worthy of ruling..."

Second Lieutenant Yamamoto hadn't finished expressing his feelings. Suddenly, a series of whistles came from the originally quiet hills and hills on both sides of the road, and then white smoke rose, and gunshots sounded like frying beans!

A bullet hit Second Lieutenant Yamamoto's horse, and the horse immediately hissed and fell to the ground. Second Lieutenant Yamamoto also felt numb in his shoulder at the same time.

Before realizing what happened, Second Lieutenant Yamamoto fell heavily to the ground, subconsciously touched his shoulder, his hands were covered with blood, and there were a few grains of iron sand that could not get into his shoulder.

As he lay there, he could hear the sound of iron sand being shot out, occasionally accompanied by the sharp whistling sound of bullets.

Hundreds of Northeast peasants shouted in panic, the Taiping truck collided with the cart, and the screams of people turning their backs on their backs rang out uncontrollably.

Attacked!

The long-term training made Yamamoto subconsciously struggle and lie down, looking around.The hills on both sides kept spewing white smoke, and the huddled Japanese cavalry kept falling to the ground.

Second Lieutenant Yamamoto pulled out a western-style saber, pointed at a hill and shouted loudly: "Scatter! Spread! Fire! Counterattack!"

Before the shouts fell, he was already horrified to see a group of knights rushing out of the hills rumbling.These knights wore strange costumes that Second Lieutenant Yamamoto had never seen before. They had all kinds of weapons, and their riding skills were not very good, but for some reason, this group of people gave Second Lieutenant Yamamoto an extremely dangerous intuition, as if they were running out and not at all. Not a group of ordinary humans, but a group of prehistoric beasts!
The first knight was a young man, his left hand seemed to be a little disabled, and he couldn't straighten his waist when riding a horse, obviously he was not good at equestrianism.

But it was this man, holding a cool long-handled saber in his right hand, with a terrifying and destructive aura, like an ancient Chinese general who suddenly jumped out of a crack in time and space, with a ferocious look He was heading towards Second Lieutenant Yamamoto.

This man was naturally Wang Yichen, and behind him were all the players in the player team who could barely fight on horseback.

The battle situation has changed, and Bai Xiaogui finally made timely adjustments.

In order to prevent the revenge of the small group of anti-war warriors, Bai Xiaogui ordered all players to act in unison to ensure the greatest combat effectiveness.

At the same time, use the players' advantages in modern communication and reconnaissance to avoid those devil brigades and look for small groups of devil stragglers to hunt.

This trick is very effective. So far, no hero of the Anti-Japanese War has dared to come to the door to provoke.Moreover, when the devils have assembled a brigade and are advancing steadily, the anti-war heroes who are not as well-informed as the gamers are already a bit difficult to fight. On the kill list, the number of enemies killed by the anti-war hero team has not moved for a while Yes, the players are slowly catching up.

Bai Xiaogui even tried to hunt down and kill the small group of anti-war heroes.It's just that these heroes of the War of Resistance don't know where they have shrunk, and they have been missing, so they give up.

The smooth battle made the morale of the player team very high, but at this moment Wang Yichen had an angry expression on his face.

The hundreds of civilians not far away were just screaming and dodging everywhere, huddled together with the Japanese soldiers. Even though the small group of Japanese soldiers had been completely stunned and disabled, none of the civilians dared to attack them. hands on.

Even if a little devil was shot and lay half dead on the ground, lingering on the ground, the large group of civilians only dared to watch from a distance, terrified, and did not dare to make any changes.

Seeing these scenes, Wang Yichen was full of anger.

He knew that the scene in front of him could not just be blamed on the lack of blood of the common people.The main reason is that the army that was supposed to protect the people has already run away, so what can the people do?Wars everywhere like Spain's resistance to Napoleon, this is a situation that can only occur after the people at the bottom have awakened their national consciousness.But the current Celestial Dynasty is not such a place at all.

For the Celestial Dynasty, the defeat in the Sino-Japanese War was not just a military failure, or even a failure in one aspect.The defeat of the Sino-Japanese War was a total defeat, including the will of the people and the will of the nation.

The Manchu Qing ruled the country with a small population. In order to maintain its rule, it has never given up on the destruction and castration of the national spirit of the Chinese nation.By the end of the Qing Dynasty, the hearts and minds of the people of the Chinese nation had indeed sunk to the bottom. The country did not know that there were people, and the people did not know that there was a country.

The warship of the Qing court was sunk by the invaders, and the scene of the Qing Dynasty people watching the excitement on the shore clapped and applauded, which can be regarded as the heaviest black humor in the history of the Chinese Dynasty.

If it were not the case, even if the little devil bet his last pair of underwear on the gambling table, he would never be able to win the war.

It was not until later generations that tens of millions of Chinese sons and daughters sacrificed their blood to the altar of history that the sacred flame of national will was rekindled and the ancient nation of China was reborn from nirvana again.

But at this moment, all Wang Yichen could see was numbness and gloom.

As a traveler, Wang Yichen couldn't understand the pain hidden under this numbness and gloom.All he could do was to redouble his anger and vent it on the little devil.

Wang Yichen caught sight of Second Lieutenant Yamamoto, who was cheering up the morale among the crowd, and swung his horse's head, and rushed straight towards Second Lieutenant Yamamoto.

The Japanese devils obviously saw Wang Yichen's intentions, several guns turned their guns and fired at Wang Yichen at the same time. For a while, the bullets flew randomly above Wang Yichen's head, but Wang Yichen turned a blind eye to this and just urged the horse forward.

When he was about ten steps away from Second Lieutenant Yamamoto, Wang Yichen suddenly stood up from his horse, raised his saber and shouted angrily!

At this moment, the effect of the protagonist's halo and the aura of the blood of the Martial Saint erupted. The devils who were the first to bear the brunt felt as if they had seen the angry eyes of King Kong and the angry demon god. They were all shocked and even forgot to shoot. .

Amidst the sound of horseshoes, Wang Yichen swayed an extremely dazzling half-moon-shaped knife light, instantly splitting Lieutenant Yamamoto and his horse into two pieces!

"Did you see it? It's that simple to kill the Japanese devils!" In the blood rain, Wang Yichen held up his saber and roared loudly at the huddled civilian husbands in front of him.

Behind him, more players roared forward, harvesting the remaining devils.

This was a battle of great disparity in strength. In front of so many players, it was impossible for a mere twenty or so devil cavalry to make any waves. What's more, they were ambushed and fell into a state of chaos.

In just five or six minutes, the twenty or so devil cavalrymen were all lying on the ground, and none of them could breathe.

And those hundreds of civilian husbands gathered together and stared blankly at Wang Yichen and the others, not daring to come up to clean up the convoy piled up in the middle of the road, and not daring to run away.

Wang Yichen waved his hand and said angrily: "You guys carry the food back by yourself. If you can't carry it, set it on fire. Don't leave it to the devils! They are all five-foot-long men, and there are no less than two balls. Why are they like that? What about you? Twenty devils can drive you around?"

A group of civilians looked at Wang Yichen numbly, and were not aroused by Wang Yichen's words.Wang Yichen couldn't help but want to say a few more words, and finally a senior civilian husband spoke up: "Excuse me, sir, which battalion head team is it?"

Wang Yichen snorted coldly: "You don't care where my team is, as long as you know that we are killing devils."

"Then may I ask, sir, will you stay here and kill the devils until you finish killing all the devils?" The old man asked again.

Wang Yichen was taken aback for a moment, but did not speak.

The old man sighed, and every wrinkle on his face seemed to contain pain: "If you want to fight a war, we will send husbands, mules and horses, grain, and money. Whatever you want, we will send you money." We didn't say anything about how much we were lucky or how much we suffered, after all, we all know that if we lose the battle and become chaotic, we will suffer even more."

"We tried our best, but how did the bosses do it? The tens of thousands of bosses, as soon as the devils came, they ran away as soon as they said they would, leaving us little people who can only grow crops, what can we do? Little devil, should it also be the business of us little people?"

Wang Yichen took a long breath.

He couldn't answer any of the old man's questions.The sinking of people's hearts and minds to this point is the result of long-term evils, and it cannot be changed by shouting a few slogans as a little traveler.The kind of scenes where the protagonist stands up and shouts a few slogans casually, and Wanfu responds, men, women and children scramble to fight devils can only happen in anti-Japanese dramas.

"Can we just let the little devil ride on his head and shit, and do nothing?" Wang Yichen finally said, turning his horse's head and preparing to leave, "I'm not a boss, I'm just willing to kill devils. "

"This master... No, no, master, wait a minute!" At this moment, about a dozen young men who had gathered together for a long time and didn't know what to mutter suddenly caught up and took the lead. One of them has a baby face, but his figure is quite sturdy.

The baby-faced man rushed to Wang Yichen's horse in a few steps, and immediately knelt down: "My lord, we are willing to do it with you! We are all broken families, and our father, mother, and father died at the hands of the devil. The little devils have been hated for a long time, and I only wish that the master who had no seeds would take us to do it. Please accept us, give us a gun, and we can kill devils as well!"

"Ding!"

"Trigger the hidden mission: Indigenous War of Resistance."

"Recruit natives from this plane to join your team. For every successful recruit, you will get an additional [-] heads, and after the mission is over, each person will get an extra [-] points. There is no cap. And The heads and points obtained by the ghosts killed by these indigenous residents will also be counted in your name."

"But please note that if you recruit these native fighters, you must bring them to fight together and try to ensure that they survive the battle. If the native fighters die, you will be deducted [-] heads for each native fighter that dies." , and each person will deduct [-] points."

"After the mission is completed, all the recruited native fighters will get special abilities and skills, and stay in this plane to continue the war of resistance."

"Remarks: If you are willing to do something for the natives of this plane, then accept this task."

"Yo, hidden mission hey~" There was a voice of surprise in the player team.

In general, finding hidden quests is a good thing, as it represents an added bonus and reward.

However, this hidden mission in front of me seems to be a little special, because it not only has extra rewards, but also has punishments. If it goes wrong, it may be a loss-making business. It is not easy to bring the indigenous soldiers into battle without dying. do it.After all, these native warriors are just ordinary people, and they are peasants who have never touched a gun. When they really go to the battlefield, it is not bad if they can not be scared to pee, and they cannot be used as combat power at all.It is also a big burden for the players to carry such a group of burdens on the battlefield.

So soon, the players all set their sights on Bai Xiaogui. As a leader, he naturally made up his mind at such a time.

Bai Xiaogui glanced at the dozen or so natives kneeling on the ground, slapped his cheeks, and seemed to be a little undecided.

"Xiaobai, we can't take them with us. How can we kill devils with such burdens? We don't need this little reward. Anyway, those heroes of the Anti-Japanese War have already shrunk. Let's catch up slowly." Not far away Bao Zuohuan said immediately.

This guy has been unconscious since he was swiped by Shan Mao, so he was "lucky" not to see the scene of Wang Yichen and Bai Xiaogui embracing each other, otherwise his mood would not be so calm at this time.

Bai Xiaogui glanced at Wang Yichen, and Wang Yichen was looking at her with burning eyes.Seeing Wang Yichen's eyes, Bai Xiaogui immediately understood.

"Who can guarantee that those strange men won't attack again? Who can guarantee that our head count can really exceed that of the strange men by conventional means? Don't forget that this is a difficult task for ten people. And now the devil's team has already surpassed It's getting harder and harder to find, and with these natives who are well-versed in the land, it will definitely be useful." Bai Xiaogui made a decision.

"Guns, horses, they are all on the ground, take them yourself! If you can ride a horse and can keep up, we will take it. If you can't ride a horse and can't keep up, then I'm sorry." Bai Xiaogui came out more and more, facing the A dozen or so kneeling young civilian husbands said.

"If we can ride, we can all ride!" The baby-faced man was overjoyed, and directly picked up a Mauser gun and a Western-style saber from the corpse of Second Lieutenant Yamamoto, and then flew directly onto a war horse. Even better than Wang Yichen and the others...

"Is this... is this lady our leader?" The baby-faced man came up to Bai Xiaogui on a horse and said, "My name is Steel Ball, and these dozen or so brothers are all from the same village as me."

"What old lady? Tell me to be the head of the house!" Bai Xiaogui looked at the dozen or so strong boys riding horses and carrying guns in front of him, somewhat surprised, "The horses are riding well... Can the guns be fired?"

"Report to the head of the family, we brothers have served as guards for food households, and have also seen battles with the beards. We will shoot quickly and accurately, and we will not hinder you heroes!" Steel Ball replied loudly.

"I really didn't expect that this is a treasure..." Bai Xiaogui muttered, waved his hand at the steel ball and said, "The dozen or so newly joined brothers form another team, and you will be the captain first." In front of you. Now, take us to find the devils, you will fight some battles.”

"Okay! I know where there are devils!" Steel Ball was overjoyed, whistled directly, and led a dozen brothers galloping forward like flying. The riding skills seemed to be much better than Wang Yichen and the others.

A group of players followed suit.Bai Xiaogui fell to the end, and softly said to Wang Yichen: "Hey, dead ghost, why did you let these aborigines join? You should know that most of the aborigines can only be our drag."

"Actually, it's nothing. I really want to do something for these people. Just treat me as self-willed. Thank you for allowing me to be self-willed." Wang Yichen smiled at Bai Xiaogui, "But I also I have a vague guess, I have fought against the Son of the Plane before, and I know that some tasks cannot be judged by common sense, and if there are difficulties, I can bypass them and face them, and sometimes they have better results.”

"It's like we took the initiative to kill Qixia, and then you can see the benefits. We accept these natives, and the benefits may not be just as apparent. I think, as long as we don't abandon these native fighters, take good care of them. If they fight a few battles, there may be some unexpected gains."

After Bai Xiaogui listened carefully, he shook his head loudly and said, "That's just how you are, you rely on guesswork and thinking, and you're not scientific at all... Forget it, I'll just treat you as an old lady trying to save you. , these native fighters, I will take them well, and then I will see if the BOSS will give me face."

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Another big chapter of 6000 words. . .There have been a lot of things recently, and the update time is unstable. I am really sorry. Please bear with me.

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