Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 468 Zuo Ruotong: Don’t call me Master, I don’t have a Master like you

Chapter 468 Zuo Ruotong: Don’t call me Master, I don’t have a Master like you
Originally, the central mission of the Hundred Regiments Campaign in history was to destroy the Japanese's transportation and cut off their supply lines, so it was a relatively conservative strategy.

And then they faced even more high-pressure "mopping up" and "three alls" operations from the Japanese, which caused heavy losses. Li Yunlong's independent regiment was almost wiped out during this period.

But this time it was different.

With the support of He Songling and with sufficient supplies of medicines and weapons, our army organized 150 regiments and launched a large-scale attack on the enemy's strongholds, fortresses, railways, and even some weakly defended airports and cities.

During the first three and a half months alone, more than 2,500 battles of varying sizes were fought, far exceeding the original 1,800 or so. Not only did this deal a heavy blow to the puppet army's arrogance, but even part of the frontal battlefield that Baldy was in charge of was taken over, severely damaging the devil's logistics and troops.

Of course, the Japs were at their strongest at this time. After experiencing this counterattack, they were also planning a counterattack.

This is the macro battlefield.

On the Yiren side, the Nisheng Group was, as expected, attacked by Bihe Ren many times, including assassinations, ambushes, explosions, and stabbings. Not only Lao Zhong's side, but also overseas, the Nisheng Group was attacked.

Fortunately, He Songling had already given orders to make preparations, and under the strategy of saving lives at all costs, the losses of the Ni Sheng Group were not serious, especially the senior executives, who were basically unharmed. Only the general manager in charge of shipping in Malacca suffered minor injuries.

On the contrary, it was the Nisei Group, which had a large amount of weapons and armed personnel, who were guarded by soldiers sent from the main Nisei Military Academy, that killed more than fifty ninjas and almost collapsed the lower structure of the Higashiyama Ninja Clan.

At the same time, Joseph, Fleming and Dongshan, on behalf of the United States, Britain and Zhong, issued a solemn protest against Japan in the international arena, strongly condemned the terrorist attack by Bihe Ren, and imposed measures such as embargo, blockade and seizure of goods, and seizure of early payment and non-delivery on the Japanese country.

For a time, the loss of international public opinion and actual interests was so serious that it even alarmed the Japanese emperor, who ordered the military to stop international attacks on the Ni Sheng Group.

There were also many assassinations against He Songling in Lao Zhong's hometown. However, He Songling was not Boss Zhao in the original novel, an ordinary person who was isolated and helpless and relied on the Tang Sect to save his life.

In the Ni Sheng Hospital where He Songling lived, in addition to the armed protection of the Ni Sheng Group, there were also high-level disciples from the nine major sects, including the Four Families, Longhu Shangqing, and Putuo Three Temples. During this period, those who were injured were gradually recovering, and there were also those who came to accompany and protect him, giving Bi He Ren, who came to attack and kill him, a good kill.

Trinity Gate.

"Master, how is things in the sect?" He Songling, who had disappeared for almost four months, finally reappeared in the world, and his first stop was returning to the Trinity Mountain Gate.

"Six dead, fourteen injured." Zuo Ruotong looked at He Songling with a cold expression, "You still remember to come back?"

"That's okay."

He Songling didn't care about Zuo Ruotong's anger. After all, Sanyi Sect was not a killer sect like Tang Sect. Even if he had tried to change it over the years, as long as Sanyi Sect was still Zuo Ruotong's Sanyi Sect, these Sanyi disciples would not be so fierce. It was understandable that more people died than in the Tang Sect in the original novel. "Not bad?" Zuo Ruotong almost laughed out of anger, his arrogance burning around him like a huge torch. "He Songling, do you know that these are all your junior brothers, my direct disciples, and fellow disciples of our Sanyi Sect! Because of you, six of them died and more than a dozen were injured and disabled, and you told me 'not bad'?"

At this time, the two were standing in the center of the Sanyi Gate's martial arts square. Zuo Rutong's aura was too fierce. Not to mention ordinary disciples, even Si Chong and Cheng Zhen didn't dare to come over. They could only lead the disciples outside and look at the two people in the field with worry.

"I mean the loss is still within the tolerable range, better than I thought. It would be ok if they didn't die, but several of my fellow apprentices died or were injured because of me. I will definitely get their blood debt back from the devils. You know I don't mean that."

He Songling ignored Zuo Rutong's anger and said with a spread of his hands: "Master, it is difficult for you to stay out of trouble at this time. People are dying everywhere. If you don't want to die, will the devils not kill you? We are ordinary people, so it's fine. But we are practicing cultivation, and the country is in crisis. Why don't we go out to kill the devils, but hide instead?

You should know that Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, Shangqing, the Four Sects, etc. have already sent a large number of disciples to officially participate in this war. Our Sanyi Sect, the No. 1 Xuan Sect in the world, is just hiding in the mountains? "

"I have no objection to you killing the devils, but the prerequisite is that they must want to go." Zuo Rutong was not an unreasonable coward. He stared at He Songling and said slowly:
"I don't disallow people like you who choose to sacrifice their lives to save the country. I'm even happy about it. But if there are people who don't want to go and want to survive here, I have to keep them safe. They are not soldiers or politicians, so it's not a sin to want to live.

They are also members of the Old Zhong clan. I saved a few members of the Old Zhong clan from death. I can’t say that I have done a great deed, but at least I shouldn’t be blamed. What about you? What did you do? Because of your actions, innocent fellow disciples were dragged into it and died. Shouldn’t I be angry? "

"This..." He Songling is no longer the modern college student who talks about war on paper and shouts on the Internet. He is Lao Zhong, who has truly experienced this chaotic world, even the end of the world. In the face of national crisis, human life is like an ant. It is impossible for him to say something as ridiculous as "When the devils come, you have to fight to the death."

"I don't need you to avenge me. Trinity School will do it on its own." Zuo Rutong stared at He Songling with scorching eyes:
"I will announce two things in a moment. First, the Trinity Sect will send disciples who want to join the war to officially go down the mountain to fight against the invaders. Second, you, He Songling, will be expelled from the sect and are not allowed to call yourself a disciple of the Trinity Sect anymore. As for your Nisheng Group... I can't control it either. That's it."

"Really?" He Songling was stunned.

"What? Do I have to write a family tree and accept your Taoist name?" Zuo Rutong raised his eyebrows.

"No, I didn't expect that you, a man who never quarrels with the world, would actually send our people down the mountain to die and save the country."

There is no such thing in the original novel. Almost all the people of the same generation died out. All the people of Longhu Mountain died in the war of resistance, while almost all the people of Sanyi Sect died at the hands of Quan Xing. To put it inappropriately, their deaths were very wasteful. He Songling originally thought that Zuo Rutong would not let the disciples of Sanyi Sect participate in the war of resistance.

“Humph, who do you think I am, Zuo Ruotong?” Zuo Ruotong snorted coldly and turned his back: “Also, don’t call me Master, I’m not your Master anymore.”

"Okay, Uncle Zuo, I'll build a new Sanyi Gate later, and you remember to send me a gift."

(End of this chapter)

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