I Live Broadcast The Establishment Of The Underworld To Help You Reincarnate

Silence, at this moment, thousands of households in Daxia, countless people were shocked by the pictures on the TV, their scalps tingling.

In the capital, there is a peaceful and happy family of three, all three of them are sitting on the sofa at this moment, crying uncontrollably.

My father was watching TV at the moment and silently lit a cigarette.

The mother was holding the paper pump and kept rubbing her eyes.

"I just said I don't watch it, you have to let me watch it, don't you know how many days my eyes were swollen from crying last time? The eye cream is wasted again... Do you know how much my anti-aging eye cream is?"

The woman complained in a low voice, but couldn't help crying.

"Does it hurt? Why are there still eight or nine-year-old children among those dead people, younger than my son... The scars can still be seen on the lower abdomen, how painful it was back then! 35

The only son of the three was sitting very close to the TV. He stared at the head of the TV and muttered in a low voice.

"The return of the soul..."

The capital is in a shared house not far from the big Internet company.

A young man with messy hair, holding takeaway food in his hand, looked at the screen playing on the computer in front of him, he raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes...

"Stop the knife! Please... Grandpa, what you said back then was that you were once a hero who fought for the country. It's true..."

Jinling, the tavern that had announced in advance that there would be a live broadcast of the ghosts tonight, was silent at the moment.

Everyone stared at the projection screen.

A boy opened a bottle of beer at the moment, and drank the bottle of beer with a trembling.

Some girls covered their mouths, trying not to let themselves whimper.

Even the owner of the tavern, at this moment, brought himself a bottle of dark beer.

"This show is really a waste of tobacco and alcohol!"

Then, the owner of the tavern rubbed the tears from the corners of his eyes fiercely.

"The return of the soul..."

"To the heroic spirits who are still in a foreign land!!!"

The boss himself didn't know how he shouted out such a second line, and he instantly felt a little shy.

But right now.

In the tavern, all the guests raised their glasses one after another.

Respect the heroic spirit of Daxia!!!

At the same time, Caiyun Prefecture, in Chongbai Temple on the outskirts of Baili City.

Zhang Xinyi's eyes were red from crying at this moment, and in the huge temple, she was the only ordinary person.

But she was no longer afraid at all.

She just wanted to record these pictures.

At this moment, Qin Yanliang, who was originally kneeling on the ground, looked at Lin Ge with a smile on his face.

He slowly got up, then thought of something, and turned his head to Zhang Xinyi, who was holding the phone in charge of filming.

"Hey, your live broadcast, I seem to have seen it in the temple before..."

Zhang Xinyi immediately stood up nervously.

"Ying...Heroes are good!"

Qin Yanliang half-drooped his eyes.

"Heroes? Do we count?"

"We are soldiers, and Da Xia lost more than half of them in our hands. Are we considered heroes? I thought at the time, when the battle in Da Xia was like this, all the soldiers in Da Xia at that time should die. !95

"But no, if we all die, there will be no chance for Da Xia to take it back..."

Qin Yanliang's voice stopped, he glanced at Lin Yan, then at Zhang Xinyi, and spoke quietly.

"Girl, are you going to Savage Mountain with us! 35

Zhang Xinyi nodded immediately.

"Yes, I... I can! Don't look at me as a girl, but I'm strong, I'm super strong.

Qin Yanliang was amused by Zhang Xinyi's expression at the moment.

"Then do you know us? Daxia Expedition Force..."

Zhang Xinyi was immediately nervous.

Surrounded by ghosts in tattered military uniforms, they opened their mouths with a smile.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, our head of the regiment, with this temperament, can dance the big gods, recite Chu ci, speak local dialects, and report the names of dishes. If it weren't for his heroic excess on the battlefield, we all think he is a liar." """

But Zhang Xinyi looked at Qin Yanliang at the moment, but spoke very seriously.

"Eighty years ago, most of the forces of that group of evil spirits were concentrated in the northern part of Daxia, and 32 of the 34 divisions were in the Daxia battlefield. However, even so, they "perished in three months. Summer"'s dream is still unfulfilled!

"The group of evil ghosts also know that the longer the war drags on, the worse it will be for them. In the four years since the war started, the group of evil ghosts have already suffered 400,000 casualties in Daxia..."

"Of course, we are dying more, but their daily expenditure on various resources to maintain the army, food, oil, steel, and pens are astronomical!"

"They can't afford to fight a protracted war at all, so they plan to give priority to attacking the Burmese Buddha Country and the White Elephant Country... In this way, not only can they plunder more materials, but at the same time, they can be cut off and transported from overseas when most of Daxia is occupied. Supplies coming!

"The most important supply line in Daxia that year was in Caiyun Prefecture..."

"So they assembled ten divisions to attack Burma and Buddha in a big way. At that time Burma and Buddha had British defenders, but Britain was not up to par, so Daxia assembled the most elite troops at that time, with a mighty 100,000 people... to go abroad. Fight!'

"That's Daxia's iron-horse division. Britain was originally responsible for the rear defense supply of the 100,000 expeditionary force, but they betrayed their promise and only wanted to escape, because they never perished, and they had a way to retreat... The supply of the Daxia expeditionary force became more and more difficult. less!

"And the so-called allies, the British troops, are less courageous than the rat Baba. The seven thousand British troops can be surrounded by a thousand evil spirits. Those British gentlemen, not only did not resist, but only wanted to surrender! !!

"The western position that was originally defended by Britain, they turned around and sold it. They only wanted to escape to the White Elephant Country. The position was lost. No one has notified the Daxia expeditionary force, the fifty thousand people in the Daxia expeditionary force... "

"Being surrounded and attacked by those evil ghosts, I could have won a great victory... no... the expedition troops can only break through... There are two routes for the Daxia troops to retreat, either to retreat to the White Elephant Country, or to pass through the cross country. Shan went back to his hometown...so..."

Zhang Xinyi did not continue to speak.

On the contrary, Qin Yanliang tilted his head.

"So, in fact, we still lost the battle, and now it's shameless to say that we want to welcome our brothers to victory."

Zhang Xinyi was a little confused when asked.

She suddenly didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, the old monk who was still holding a pile of bones suddenly opened his mouth with a tearing voice.

"Not like that!!! At least you are not like that!"

"When I found your body back then... there was your breath on Savage Mountain, but you weren't in Savage Mountain at all!

"You've been lying to us!

"You first said that you wanted to kill the scouts of those evil spirits, and then you said that you were going to the Savage Mountain to pick up more brothers home... So let's go first and don't let us follow."

"But your corpse is clearly in Nantianmen Mountain in the end!!!!

"Qin Yanliang, how long are you going to lie to us? At that time, after you took us out of Savage Mountain, you clearly wanted to continue the war, but you refused to take us with you. You shuttled back and forth between Caiyun Prefecture and Burma Buddha Country, Find the defeated army, find the rogue, pull up an army, and return to the battlefield! You went to Nantianmen Mountain, right?""

"After the Savage Mountain, the rest of the Daxia expedition troops that did not cross the Savage Mountain are still fighting in the Nuxin River with the troops of the evil spirits, fighting for the ownership of the Western Yunnan Prefecture and the Myanmar-Buddha Highway! Fighting for the Nuxin River The Nantianmen Mountain!

"You rushed over and participated in that battle."

"The battle of Nantianmen, we won! In that battle, the front line was pushed out, breaking the deadlock of the battle in Caiyun Prefecture and kicking off the Great Xia counteroffensive. Who dares to say that you are not a hero!! 35

"I didn't find your remains in Savage Mountain, I found it at Nantianmen Mountain. After you took us out of Savage Mountain, you fought for another two years..."

At this moment, I don't know if it was monk Yingwen or Zhu Yunwen's old monk, his voice was torn and he cried and bent over.

"Whoever allows you to run back to the battlefield without us, I don't allow it. We agreed to go home together!"

"You are stupid, we used to fight guerrillas on the battlefield, how familiar we are, even if we can't go home, what will happen if we follow you on the battlefield and fight for another two years! If you want to fight to the death for the country, we will not dare ? We said we wanted to go home, but Daxia was gone at the time, so what kind of home is there!

"You are allowed to be our brother, but we are not allowed to be your brother? Are there any brothers you do?"

"Also, that group of evil ghosts invested more than 230,000 people in Burma Buddha Country, and ended up killing 160,000 people... More than 80% of them were all due to my Great Xia Expeditionary Army!"

"Also, when we were retreating from Savage Mountain, there were 1,500 wounded people who couldn't keep up with the team. They didn't want to be captured, so they lit a fire and burned themselves to death..."

"Why can't they be a triumph!!!'

"Qin Yanliang, I really annoy you to death. You keep talking about defeat, defeat, defeat. I really annoy you!!!!"

At this moment, Qin Yanliang stared blankly at the old monk.

He covered his face with a weird smile on his mouth.

"Monk Yingwen...you are really the waste emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

"Only the emperor can say such a thing!"

"You're right... all the brothers who fought to the death for the country back then deserve a victory!!!"

Qin Yanliang turned his head at this moment, looked at Lin Pavilion, and his voice was hoarse.

".~ Lord Ghost, come with me!"

"No one is more familiar with the battlefield than back in the day.""

"No one knows better than me how many Daxia's brothers have died in every mountain plain, in the waters of the Nuxinjiang River, and in the grass next to them!

"My brothers, I always said that I have no humanity and only want to win, even if it is a small victory! I am a wolf, and victory is meat... A wolf will not let go of any meat!"

"Except for monk Yingwen and the others...they who were brought to Savage Mountain by me, once ate pork stewed vermicelli in a pot...that was the best pot we had ever eaten in Burma Buddha Country. Dish, I want to bring them home alive.

At this moment, Qin Yanliang's voice was low.

Even too peaceful.

He was different from all the spirits Lin Yan had encountered before.

He was peaceful, shrewd, sober, like a living man.

So this is ah!

The heroic spirits who fought to the death for Daxia...

Each one was once such a fresh life.

They are not symbolic red souls.

They can be monks, hot-tempered Tianfu soldiers, bold men from Liaodong, or Qin Yanliang, who is a bit of a charlatan, like a charlatan, but a soldier with ideals

They have lived distinctly.

But he was still not afraid of dying.

Among them, there are 12- or 3-year-old teenagers, some rich children who write and join the army, some refugees who have nowhere to go, and ordinary people who only want to defend the country.

Knowing that rushing up is to die, they still dare to rush, still dare to die!

It wasn't until now that Lin Yan suddenly understood what Yue Zishan said... What does it mean that the slaves of the subjugated country are not feeling well.

Lin Yan took a deep breath.

"Then I'll trouble Head Qin Yanliang...lead the way!""

Qin Yanliang smiled.

Then he turned to look at the old monk who was still sobbing.

"Go! 35

"Monk Yingwen, I still want to guard your ruined temple, and let us take care of (Da Da Zhao) you are called Master!

"Bastards, turtle sons, turtle grandsons, shrewd calves, fools... fortunately you didn't become emperor, otherwise your Ming Dynasty would have been a few decades shorter!"

"Throw away those bones you are holding, you will die!"

"I want to take my brothers home triumphantly, and then follow the ghosts to send the souls of adults to go to the underworld to have a half-official position, or reincarnation! Monk Dead Yingwen, tell me how many years you have delayed me.

Qin Yanliang's mouth was terrifying at this moment.

There is no seriousness of being a leader at all.

He really looks like a charlatan.

But it is this charlatan who is the least afraid of dying for the country.

At this moment, Qin Yanliang was standing at the door of the temple, standing side by side with Lin Yan who came over, and he pointed to a mountain col in the distance.

"Master Ghost, can you fly?"

"Fly there! That mountain, about two thousand meters, is Nantianmen Mountain! We fought Nantianmen to the death!!!"

"That group of evil ghosts is actually nothing special, the tactics are very monotonous, infantry rushing, artillery banging, infantry rushing, artillery banging, artillery rushing, infantry rushing, boring, boring to want to be...

"Let me tell you again, Master Ghosts, the necks of that group of evil ghosts are actually very easy to cut. When the knife falls, it disappears with a click..."

Qin Yanliang smiled.

He smiled proudly.

But Lin Yan clearly saw a trace of sadness in this ghost's eyes.

Then he heard Qin Yanliang chanting in a low voice.

"Why do you say that you have no clothes? I share the same robe with my son. Wang Yuxing is a teacher and repairs my spear.""

"Island pirates are poisoned, and the pain reaches western Yunnan, who has no blood and can bear to abandon the border!

"Huanhuan generals, regardless of difficulties and dangers, are willing to die like a candy! 39

"Tianzhong has Kuang, famous in the mountains and fields, burnt and righteous, and his soul returns.