Nine Songs of Anti-Japanese War

Tips: This chapter has a hidden plot that is out of morals. Remojing cp's, please shrink your imagination when reading, let it be when it doesn't exist...

1941年6月22日，德军在北起波罗的海、南至黑海的1800多公里的漫长战线上分为北方、中央、南方3个集团军向苏联发动突然袭击。蓄谋已久的“巴巴罗萨”计划，昭然揭开面纱。

At the beginning of the war, the German army had the absolute upper hand.In the first week, the Central Army Group advanced to Minsk, the capital of Belarus, the Southern Army Group's forward pointed directly at Kiev, and the Northern Army Group had crossed the West Dvina River and advanced deep into the Soviet Union.

In the face of the experienced and well-prepared German army, the Soviet army was caught off guard. In the first 18 days of the war, they lost 2000 trains, 3000 cannons, 2000 aircraft, 1500 tanks, and 30 Soviet troops were killed. captured.

Leningrad, the former capital of Tsarist Russia formerly known as St. Petersburg, once again failed to play its cards according to common sense.When the Soviet army was defeated thousands of miles away in a blitzkrieg and the enemy's deployment was still hidden in the dark, he left the city without authorization and came to Moscow, which was in the Defense Building.As for Moscow, he no longer has the energy to admonish this wild and unruly clan brother.

"Has Smolensk fallen?" asked Leningrad.

"Falled."

"What about the others?"

"Caught with 10,000+ garrison troops. Same as Minsk."

Leningrad unconsciously fiddled with the flaxen curly hair that fell to his shoulders, and said lightly: "Is this the end really... Then, what about Woye in the southern Ukraine? How is our sister Kiev doing?"

"It was also surrounded. The news from the front said that their regular army was almost exhausted, and the reserve team was on the top, but the future was also worrying. Although they were still resisting, the two front forces there had nothing more than two fates: either killed in battle, or Captured. The odds of her coming back to us in Kiev are very slim."

"In just one month, we have already lost Minsk, Murmansk, Smolensk, and most of our companions in the three Baltic countries... Now, can't we even hold back our sister?"

"I'm sorry." Muscovy stared at the casualty statistics and loss reports submitted by the correspondent. Those Arabic numbers gradually emerged from the paper in his pupils, wandering around like fragments, rearranging and recombining, turning into a pile of meaningless The strange symbol, glowing with blood-red glare, pierced him so hard that he couldn't look directly at it.He raised his right hand as unemotionally as possible to cover the paper, but the blood-red light still leaked from between his fingers, wrapped in a long, despairing wail, mocking him, laughing at the thought that he could stay out of the matter and not have to bleed The Soviets of tomorrow will be ushered in.

"My sister can't keep it, and Smolensk has fallen again, brother, so your city will be directly exposed to the Germans."

"You don't need to say it, I know it very well."

Leningrad put his hands on the table and leaned forward.There was a slight ripple in his purple-blue eyes, which seemed to have something magical, and they stared directly at him, boldly against Moscow's wishes.

"I have to point out to you that the National Defense Committee made serious mistakes during the first month of the war. We lost our sisters so quickly and helplessly. They have a responsibility. Including our general secretary, Comrade Joseph Stalin! He should have understood earlier that the means used in foreign wars cannot be achieved by replicating the coldness and ruthlessness of internal suppression... We were attacked in an instant, and the border command organization was paralyzed, completely ignorant of the enemy's strength and Intent, but the people in this building told them not to retreat and organize a counterattack! Anyone with a little military training will see how unwise this is, and you, brother, have you stopped them?"

"I don't think you should dictate the decision of the committee under such circumstances, Peter. You should not blame the general secretary at such a time. You must know that human beings will inevitably make mistakes. Trust the leader with all your heart and unite with him to overcome Adversity is our top priority. Having said that, "Moscow stopped drawing circles on the casualty list, his blue-gray eyes coldly glanced at Leningrad, "Finland not far to the west of you has joined the Axis group, If there is no accident, the Defen coalition forces are about to threaten your administration—you still have the mood to run up to me and tell the Supreme Soviet?"

Moscow's tone was full of coercion. His officer pushed the door open, and when he heard his words, he hurriedly put the tea on the table and fled away.Moscow looked at his back, as if watching the tragic defeat of his own country's army, his eyes were three-pointed.Leningrad did not answer positively like countless times before, and said to himself: "When it comes to Finland, there is no need to make enemies with them. The Winter War in 39 [Note 1] was us making trouble for no reason and bullying the weak. As a result, Not to mention the heavy losses, but also pushing Finland into the arms of the Germans... Sometimes, I really can’t tell whether the Soviet motherland was surrounded by enemies as soon as it was born, or whether the Soviet motherland turned its surroundings into enemies one by one!”

"Stop it, Peter. Again, it's human to make mistakes, but it's your fault for not loving it."

Leningrad pulled the corners of his lips and squeezed out a bitter smile:

"...don't tell me how much you admire, love, and identify with the Supreme Soviet from the bottom of your heart."

He actually used "you"!Moscow also smiled, and replied without thinking: "It's like how much you admired, loved, and recognized the tsars since Peter the Great."

"That's right. Whoever caused me to lose my family, I condemn them, whoever it is."

In the silence, Leningrad stood upright with his arms folded.He looked out the window speechlessly, the noise of the people in the market was still in his ears, and the bright atmosphere unique to the clear summer sky had been swept away by the haze of war.

"I'm afraid we won't have tomorrow. So, Comrade Moscow, I'm here to bid you farewell. I don't want to be like my sister, who lost all communication before I could even see one face, and fell into the ocean of enemies. I don't know how long it will be before we meet again. .”

Leningrad bowed his head, his curly hair slid down his ears.

"I have a lot to say to you..."

"Wait." Moscow raised his hand. "I don't want to listen to it for the time being. I have a bunch of urgent reports to deal with, and I have to attend a seminar on warfare for young officers in the evening. If it's important, I'll wait until tomorrow."

"...Tomorrow?"

"Turn left out of the office and find my clerk, he will arrange board and lodging for you. I will not accompany you."

It was very late in Moscow again.The discussion on the war situation ended in an unresolved chaos. Several lieutenants who had just graduated from the military academy almost fought over the tactical differences in the defense of the central region. Get it into their hands just in time to avoid a disgraceful brawl.These brats are full of energy when they quarrel. If they are air-dropped to the front line now, they will be blinded, and they will be surrounded by the whole army before they can think of tactics.The bottle of high-grade and low-quality vodka released a pungent smell as soon as it was opened.He drank a couple of sips and felt very sick, and when he was leaning on the back of the chair, his stomach was overwhelmed, when he ran into a young man who looked gentle and polite to talk to him.

He introduced that he used to study at the Military and Political Academy, was drafted into the army as soon as the war broke out, and was working for the "Zhan Banner".He said that he had just retreated not far from the fallen Smolensk front. On the way, he conceived a poem for a friend, which is still a draft.His eyes flickered, expressing his uneasy mood of not knowing how others would evaluate him. He said that he was undecided, and accidentally found Mr. Moskva at a small gathering of young officers, and wanted to take the liberty of asking him to have a look.Moscow also went along with the flow and asked him to copy the draft to himself on the spot. He said that he would reply after two days when he was not too busy. It's not too much, but it's a pity that the body flowing with boiling blood will still cool down rapidly once it is shot; and these hot blood are being sprinkled on the battlefield by thousands, unable to restore the Red Army's defense line that is constantly retreating eastward.

He half propped his head up, watching the young man with his head buried under the dim light, the tip of his pen brushing across the paper.Perhaps it was the first time that he faced the uncontrollable tension of the incarnation of the city. When he wrote the second paragraph, he poked a hole in the paper with all his strength.Moscow couldn't help chuckling, the young man pursed his lips in embarrassment, and took out another piece of paper to write again.

Moskva could have stopped him and told him to continue writing on the torn paper. It was a draft anyway, and a hole was no big deal, and he didn't even bother to read it.But seeing the seriousness of the young man, he didn't want to stop it.The unshakable, solemn and serious expression, as if he believed that God would bless him, almost reminded him——

He was leaning against the gate of the guest house, dizzy from the vodka, and decided to rest for a while before going upstairs.Peiping proposed that since the war had broken out, staying here would only cause trouble, so he wanted to leave for China; Moscow didn't really want him to leave so soon.He asked him to stay for one day, and discuss it in detail tomorrow, but after drinking too much, his legs became uncontrollable, so he was taken directly to the downstairs of the guest house where he lived in Beiping.

He remembered that the manuscript of the poem was still in his front pocket, and although he didn't feel any interest, he took it out and read it in order to wake up early.He took out the manuscript, smoothed the wrinkles on the paper, and read it with the help of a street lamp: Alyosha, do you remember the roads around Smolensk?

——Dedicated to Asurkov

Alyosha, do you remember the roads around Smolensk,

A continuous, torrential downpour fell,

Weary women bring us pots,

Afraid of getting wet in the rain, put them in my arms like a child,

They secretly wiped their tears aside,

Follow us and pray quietly: "God bless you!"

And according to the old custom of great Russia,

He repeatedly claimed that they were the soldiers' sweethearts.

Not by miles, but often by tears to calculate the distance of the journey,

The road stretches forward, and the hills hide it

Village after village, village, village linked to cemetery,

As if all Russia was made of them,

As if behind every village in Russia,

our ancestors...

He grabbed the paper suddenly, casually folded two pieces and stuffed them back into his pocket.can not watch anymore.

What has been shed, what is about to be shed, too much blood, too many tears...

This is a text written by a soldier who knows where he belongs.He lived for 800 years, but he couldn't gather the courage to face the women in the poem who secretly wiped their tears, and the old or newly dug tombs that connected the villages.

Holding on to the banister of the stairs, he rushed upstairs and knocked open the door.After a rustling sound, the door opened, and Pei Ping, who had put on his coat but had no time to tie up his long hair, appeared in front of the door in surprise.

"You are..." As soon as he smelled the alcohol exhaled by the panting midnight visitor, Pei Ping suddenly realized, led him to sit down at the coffee table, and poured a cup of hot water.

"Excuse me." Moscow whispered, burying his cheek in the hot steam.

Peiping sighed slightly. "You really, what should I ask someone to say? Although I have no position, but drinking bad wine and ruining my body will not have a positive effect on the situation of the battle."

"You... how do you know it's bad wine?"

"You can guess it just by smelling it. After living a long time, there are still tricks like this."

Moscow silently handed over the poem.Although Peiping was somewhat puzzled, he couldn't reason with a half drunk, so he just obeyed him and read the book.The light was half-bright, flowing through his long black hair that hung over his shoulders, and also reflected the serious expression on his face. By the way, it was similar to that young man, unwavering, solemn and serious, as if he believed that God would would bless his look—

And does this person know where he belongs?

"It's a good poem." Peiping raised his head, "My Russian is not very good, and it's a bit difficult to read literary works directly, but this poem is very simple and very... Красная"

He used the adjective "beautiful", which is also translated as "red"."I only read the first two paragraphs and didn't finish it," Moscow said.

"You should read on. It's very sad, but what comes out of it is the voice of your soldiers and people. They are at a disadvantage or even hopeless. They have only a weak body to resist suffering and death, but they are calm and not afraid. It is a powerful voice, and after reading it, you will find comfort."

"But we...the Soviets, and those of us who are different from ordinary people and are high above us, the commanders of the army that is constantly retreating on the front line, these guys who failed to protect the people under their rule, what should we use to respond to their calmness? It's just... …not worth it."

"Please don't think so. You don't have to force yourself to read this poem because you are in a bad mood tonight, but I think you will feel relieved after reading this poem. Did the author give you the manuscript?" After receiving the affirmation, Beiping's tone became more serious. Somewhat decisively, "Yes. Your people... trust you."

"And I can't repay their trust, only give them tears and pain."

"Don't blame yourself too much. Everyone has failures. The people trust you, which means you are worthy of their trust. In any case, you can't doubt this. My city was captured by the Japanese four years ago. I I participated in the battle, but I couldn’t recover, so I could only stay behind, watching my own people suffer, and I kept losing brothers and sisters..." Bei Jing calmly stood up, walked to Moscow, and stared at him, "and What you are going through is the rapid fall of the country and the lack of resistance. Everything is terrible... But we, the cities that fell and the cities that did not fall, never gave up hope. Didn't you also deal with it in the beginning in 1812 Was Napoleon at a disadvantage when he invaded? You did not hesitate to burn down your entire city in exchange for a turning point in the war." [Note 3] Moscow smiled wryly, and moved his hand involuntarily to the old scar on his chest: "That time was ordered by the Tsar, I had to. I almost died in that fire, and the scars are still there. To be honest, it's not the same as today. The Nazis wanted to burn our nation and ideas, compared to the French army. The purpose is softer too much……"

"We...so do we."

"These unsolvable problems...how did you solve them?"

"There is no solution. There is no answer, only to get through it. Do what you should do, trust the people under your rule, and do everything in your power to survive to the end. I've grown my age by more than 1000 years, and that's the only truth I can come up with."

Moscow puts down the water glass.He pondered for a while, and then said: "Peking. I always feel inexplicable unhappiness when I look at you. When I was young, I saw you coming with the Mongols, and this unhappiness arose. It has nothing to do with Mongolia; When I knew that the person who came to visit was you, instead of disappearing, it became more and more turbulent."

"..." The other party changed the second person just now.

"I just figured it out. You have experienced too much glory and suffering, and your heart is like a deep well, containing too many things, so that no matter what situation you are in or what you are forced to do, you can go Tolerate those pains instead of being crushed by them. My emotions, loves, pursuits, and yearnings are all insignificant in your eyes; as long as I appear in your field of vision, I will have nothing to hide , was completely seen from top to bottom, and at the moment when I was ashamed of it, you still stretched out your hand and said something nonchalantly 'I understand you, and I don't blame you for the pain you caused me in the past , I can understand and tolerate those things'..."

"You flatter me too much." Beiping said seriously, "How can I be so detached, how can I see through you so easily... When I opened the door, the sadness in your eyes made me unable to use my reason and experience To analyze, I can do nothing but a few pale words of relief... just like your nation. It neither belongs to Asia, nor is it tolerated by Europa. Except for the ideal that has trampled on countless heads, but also for burning ideals, except in any adversity. I don’t know more about your unbreakable perseverance.”

Before he finished speaking, his right hand was caught off guard. He wanted to resist reflexively, but after finding it was useless, he could only half-kneel down in the direction of that force in the next second.Moskva sat there, but slowly leaned forward.The hair of the Slavs was hanging down, and the blue-gray eyes were clear and unfathomable, as if they were burning with stars that had risen and fallen for dozens of centuries and never died.

Moscow's voice became gloomy all the way: "It turns out...we have known each other for hundreds of years, but we don't know each other at all."

Beiping tried to make a sound, but his throat choked up untimely.He was convinced in his heart that Moscow did not need his consolation, and could get out of the momentary depression. He had to know that at the moment when a country and nation were united, any outsider's words were just passing through; It's so big, it's like grabbing a life-saving straw.He couldn't get away at this moment.

Also... don't want to get away at this moment.

The breath was getting closer and closer, and the alcohol smell that had already faded gathered back in a trance, making him a little dizzy.

"But I shouldn't expect extravagantly... After all, people are lonely. There are always corners that others can't walk into and that I don't understand. This doesn't stop me from loving you. What do you think?"

He wanted to shake his head, but stopped halfway, and wanted to speak again, but he missed the opportunity.

When the Ming Dynasty was still stable, occasionally when he was free, he would take off his heavy clothes and go to the beach with Tianjin to play.Tianjin, who has just grown into a juvenile body, is curious everywhere and is not afraid of everything.One day when the tide was high in the middle of the night, Tianjin let go of his feet and ran towards the coastline slowly, regardless of the sound behind him. A big wave came from the corner of the reef, and he lost sight of his head after a while.Although he was not worried about the kid drowning, he was shocked and rushed into the waves to salvage his little friend.Just when he touched his hand, another wave suddenly came, and he couldn't help but push him into the water. He swallowed a big mouthful of salty and astringent sea water, and fell into the mud. At the moment when I didn't make it, I felt an indescribable pleasure.

Natural, primitive, such unchanging power, such imposing hatred and love.You cannot resist it humanly, and there is no need to resist it.

They were dripping wet, holding hands, and climbed to a place where the waves couldn't get in. The moonlight was bright and clear, clearly showing each other's distressed appearance.Then, in unison, they laughed for a long time.

Now he understands.Like nomadic tribes rolling across the fields of red dust, like the hills where the women's laments are sung in that poem, like the endless waves of tidal cycles under the moonlight, some natural forces can be produced by man, once it is formed But it is no longer at the mercy of manpower, and manpower... still has no way to resist it.

At the height of the steps of the Defense Building, Leningrad lingered for more than a quarter of an hour.Even in the warm summer, the air in the morning is only about 15 degrees, and the north wind blows slowly, bringing a bit of chill.But he didn't care, grabbed a short-sleeved shirt and went out.

What he really cared about was the late arrival from Moscow.It's still early, but during the intense challenge period, Your Excellency the Capital should have walked into the office with his head down and morning dew like other committee members.Besides, he made an agreement with himself only yesterday afternoon, and today he will listen to his farewell carefully.This unpredictable good man has always said one thing, and hates anyone who bends the track he has set. This also means that he keeps his promises, unlike many tribesmen who are not sure when they speak, and they will do what they think.

Not at a party he attended on a whim... hungover?

The figure of Moscow mixed in the morning light was long overdue.As soon as he climbed the steps, he saw Leningrad: "Peter? Why are you here?"

"Waiting for you. You are so late."

"I drank too much last night..." There was a speck of moisture in his hair, as well as the faint fragrance after bathing.Seeing Leningrad's "I knew it" expression, he shook his head a little irritably, "I don't have a hangover. You are in a hurry to find me? If you have something to say, go into the building and say it, there is no need to wait outside."

Leningrad shrugged.Then he straightened his face immediately: "Actually, it's because of an uninvited guest..."

"Uninvited guests? You are not too many, and there is a second?"

"This guy is much more face-saving than me. He came in a helicopter gunship. On the outskirts of the city, your troops wanted to shoot him down with anti-aircraft guns, but he shouted on the radio and released leaflets, repeatedly declaring his noble status and respect." With pure intentions, they had to allow him to land at the appointed place, right now, in the reception hall. No one can do anything about him... except you."

Moscow's face changed when he heard the gunship, and he bypassed Leningrad as soon as he heard the explanation, and rushed to the living room.Leningrad followed him.He pushed open the hall door, and the moment he caught sight of the back of the man with his suit jacket hanging on his shoulders, he raised his elbow and slammed the door shut.

The man wrapped his index finger around the tie and turned around with a big smile on his face: "Hibaby, are you excited to see me?"

"New York..." Moscow greeted through his teeth, "I haven't seen you for many years."

"For many years? I think it's okay. At home in Geneva in 34, you probably didn't see me? I saw you give a speech at the League of Nations Congress [Note 4], and you were quite radiant at the time... Mikhail. "

Leningrad gasped.Should it be said that this big Dutch apple [Note 5] is bold or disrespectful?A city's human name is an extremely personal thing, used only among very close family members or friends.If it is to deceive people in public, if the name of the city is named after a person, that's fine; but New York, what does he want to test...

Moscow was clearly offended.He rushed forward, grabbed the collar of New York with his left hand and pressed it against the wall, and pulled out his gun with his right hand to press against his temple: "Yanke, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you! Tell me what you want to do, or it will be for you If you are rude, I can kill you with one shot."

New York glanced leisurely at □□□□: "With its lightness, I guess, there is no bullet in it."

"No, there is one. It doesn't matter if you empty the bomb for the first time, I will pull the trigger continuously, and there will always be one destined to belong to you. Our family's game is exciting, isn't it?... It won't kill you, but it will make you happy Ten days and a half."

"Don't be so heartless!" New York threw up his hands in surrender, "For God's sake. Oh I forgot, you don't believe in God, it's all right anyway. I heard that the Soviet people are in dire straits, and I want to bring you good news Soothe your wounded heart after being betrayed by the German ally: We and the United Kingdom plan to sign a declaration on the Atlantic Ocean, and the heads of both sides will participate. I don’t know who the United Kingdom will send, and we have made a default decision to let Boston pass. "【 Note 6] "The declaration of love between your two countries is none of my business."

"This is not just between two countries! You can be sure that once the declaration is announced, people who are enemies of fascism will respond and join the treaty." Feeling the gun on his head was put down, New York regained his spirits and danced as he spoke Rise up, "Unite, fellow travelers of justice! Unite, people of the free world! Truth is on our side, and truth shall prevail! You are as heretical as fascism, but you are welcome to join justice mate."

"Regarding the alliance, we have already exchanged notes with your ambassador and signed a mutual assistance agreement. Your meddling and disturbing behavior here will not have any legal effect..." Slavic with blue and gray pupils People said coldly.

"It's more than that! We plan to further expand the aid so that the "Concession Act" will have the same effect on the Soviet Union. It will take some time to negotiate the specific terms. I'm here because I want us to talk first and draft a draft, so that There will be a lot less twists and turns when it comes to formal diplomatic contacts. As soon as I told Ah Hua my thoughts, he entrusted me with carte blanche... You see, I brought nothing, except a sincere heart!"

Moscow put the gun back on his waist. "It can still be considered. But I got up late today, and I have to prepare for the joint meeting of the city lords. I'm afraid I have to sit down and talk to you..."

New York grabs white: "I know, it doesn't matter if it's postponed for a month!"

"Thank you for your enthusiasm." Moskva stared at him incomprehensibly. "It won't be delayed for a month, at most a week. In a month, the Germans must be at the gates. You can't wait to experience how miserable the war is?"

"I'm not afraid. The "Concession Act" given to the United Kingdom has put us half a foot in the quagmire of war. Young and strong boys are vying to volunteer to join the army. The mothers can't hold back. What good do I have?" Afraid? Ferry [Note 7] also said that I shouldn’t throw myself into such a dangerous place; but he also said that it’s good as a rehearsal. Iowa’s British rose has been damaged for a long time , One day, we have to protect him personally..."

"British rose?" Moscow immediately realized that the damned Anglo-Saxon bandit leader was actually compared to a beautiful flower. He couldn't help laughing, "There are many thorns and few petals, a rose that no one dares to touch except your home in Washington."

"But how many flowers have withered in the smoke, including the one that almost conquered you in 1812." New York said meaningfully, "1812 was a great year. Kutuzov repelled Napoleon, and it is said that you are here for it A horrendous scar? The face is perfect, luckily."

"It's not your luck. 1812 was also the time when you declared war on Britain again after independence, and you lost Washington for a while."

"But we got Ah Hua back very quickly. When he came back, he smiled and said: 'I've seen London, York! You never told me he was a very interesting man'. You say, Ah Isn't Hua's aesthetics strange?"

His words reminded Moscow.Washington was born only after the War of Independence [Note 8]. He was born with the mind and physique of an adult, and he was trained to be a standard Western politician, a supporter of bourgeois democracy, and most importantly, a man who seemed to be moderate but was not compromised. Americans who don't buckle.Count on them?Be mindful of the imminent danger.Moscow was not in the mood to gossip, saying: "Your family's aesthetics are amazing."

"Thank you." New York whistled, "Anyway, the London flower is still open. Please continue to open it! As for me, I won't be too wordy today. When are you free, come to the embassy Talk about it."

New York waved his hand smartly, put it in his pocket, and walked out of the hall.When passing Leningrad, he winked: "You too, Petersburg."

Leningrad royally nodded: "Thank you."

New York smiled, humming the main theme of The Star and Stripes Forever March [Note 9], and left on the beat.

"Okay, the uninvited guest left the venue quite consciously..." Moscow turned his head, "Peter, I was in a bad mood yesterday and my attitude was a bit rough...but I won't apologize."

"You don't have to apologize. Brother, you know, cities sometimes have predictions before disasters strike..." Leningrad's soles scraped on the smooth marble floor, and smiled softly, "So I remembered A proverb."

Moscow did not answer.In the empty reception hall where there were only two people left, the sunlight was thin and the shadows flickered.He didn't move a muscle, just stood and listened.

"When a man is about to die, his words are good."

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Note 1: After Nazi Germany annexed Austria in April 1938, the Soviet Union repeatedly requested to exchange territories and lease military bases with Finland on the grounds of maintaining the security of the northwest border and Leningrad. Negotiations broke down in November 4, and the Soviet Union unilaterally abolished the "Soviet-Finnish Non-Aggression Pact" and attacked Finland across the board.The Soviet Union was victorious, gaining 1939% of Finland's territory.

Note 2: The NKVD was the main political police organization of the Soviet Union in the Stalin era, and the National Security Council under its jurisdiction was the predecessor of the KGB.

Note 3: In 1812, Napoleon I led 60 French troops to invade Russia. The Russian army fortified the walls and cleared the country, voluntarily withdrew from Moscow and put down the fire, and the entire city was reduced to ruins.Soon winter came, and the Russian army turned to counter-offensive. In the end, only 3 French troops successfully withdrew from Russia.

Note 4: The League of Nations was established after World War I and is headquartered in Geneva, Switzerland. The Soviet Union joined the League of Nations in 1934 and was expelled from the League of Nations in 1939 for invading Finland. (The United States has never entered the League of Nations)

Note 5: New York was founded by Dutch businessmen, formerly known as "New Amsterdam". In 1664, the British defeated the Netherlands to acquire this place and renamed it New Yorkshire, also translated as "New York". At the beginning of the 20th century, New York was full of opportunities for immigrants, so it was nicknamed "Big Apple", which means "beautiful and delicious, everyone wants to take a bite".

Note 6: The "Atlantic Charter", also known as the "Roosevelt Churchill Joint Declaration", was signed in August 1941 on the Augusta warship in Akinsha Bay, Newfoundland, Newfoundland, a Canadian territory, in the northern Atlantic Ocean, and promoted anti-fascist unity The formation of battle lines.

Note 7: Ferry, Philly, the abbreviation of Philadelphia (Philadelphia).It is the oldest and most historic city in the United States.The Declaration of Independence was passed here, the first federal constitution was formulated, and it was the capital of the United States from 1790 to 1800.

Note 8: Washington was the capital established after the War of Independence to balance the forces of the North and the South in the United States and purely out of political needs. Therefore, it is assumed that he did not see London for the first time until the Anglo-American War from 1812 to 1815.During the period, the British army once captured Washington and set it on fire (everyone loves to play with fire--), but suffered many setbacks in other battlefields, and finally made peace with the United States.The United States drew with Britain in this war and gained great international prestige.

Note 9: American National March.The same Chinese translation as "The Star-Spangled Banner Never Falls" is often used as the American national anthem. In fact, the two are very different.Incidentally, the national anthem "The Star-Spangled Banner" was composed during the Anglo-American War in 1814.

The author has something to say:

It would be interesting to write a story from the War of Independence to the Anglo-American War with the cities of Ami’s family as the main characters.Miss Boston with an elegant accent but a good temper, Big Brother Philadelphia who preaches brotherly love, New York with the most New World characteristics and the most scheming,...not all substituting into the three-dimensional, my first destiny is Ami=V=

This chapter is all about foreign affairs. Master Jing is purely making soy sauce to show off his high awareness after being educated by Cheng Yu and Chongqing in a long speech... It's just that the price of soy sauce is a bit too high == + the next chapter will leave the remaining problems Confess it, and then there will be actions in the country.