Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 132 Long Wenjian wants to trick Wang Zhifei
"What do you mean, you dead cripple? Will they die if they listen to Tang Ji?" Meng Fanle said this, but Milong still didn't understand.

"Just think about it, a while ago a fool died on this shore who listened to Tang Ji and blew up the bridge. His brain should be scattered here.

Even killing the battalion commander is as easy as killing a chicken. Among them, the highest-ranking official is just a squad leader, right?

Our regimental commander dared to stab even the division commander. If he knew that Yu Xiaoqing, a regimental commander, was plotting against him, do you think he would go find Yu Xiaoqing with the Zhongzheng Sword?"

After Meng Fanle explained to Milong, Milong also understood that these people were doomed to die.

"What the hell, they're behind the scenes, I really want to kill them."

"Our leader is afraid of getting his hands dirty. They don't even have the qualifications to die in our hands."

As the two walked and talked, these people panicked: "Help, Commander, help! Commander..."

Wang Zhifei turned around and said, "Don't try to get close to me. I'm not your group leader. Your group leader is Yu Xiaoqing."

"Commander! We know we were wrong, we know we were wrong, we have elderly parents and young children to take care of..."

Wang Zhifei went up and kicked him: "Do you know you are wrong? You are scared to death!
You have elderly parents and young children to take care of, so when you blew up the bridge, why didn't you think that your comrades on the other side of the river also had elderly parents and young children to take care of?

You treated us like this today, will no one treat you like this tomorrow?"

At this time, Long Wenjian saw that Wang Zhifei wanted to keep them, so he came over to plead for them: "Commander, why don't you spare them this time since they are all cannon fodder?

"Commander, Commander!"

Wang Zhifei pretended to hesitate for a moment and said, "Okay, take off your clothes and pants and throw them into the river.

Also, brothers, give them some clothes. Kang Ya, don't run away. Don't think I don't know that you are wearing three pairs of pants. Take them off! If you want to get numb, hold him down!"

They changed into the clothes and pants of the cannon fodder group, sandwiched among the cannon fodder group, and walked towards Zenda.

"Veterinarian, where are all our wounded soldiers?"

"They are all in the shelter for the defeated soldiers. In the past few days, many people from Zenda sent me food, but I didn't dare to touch them. I put them all in the warehouse of the shelter."

"Oh, about this, just eat it. I'll pay for it when the time comes. We can't do what the Yu family army did..."

The two were chatting when they heard a gunshot.

"Boom! Boom boom!"

"Where? Where is the shooting?"

The people of the cannon fodder regiment had just come down from the battlefield. The gunshot startled them and they immediately looked for cover and prepared for battle.

Wang Zhifei didn't feel any danger at all. Looking at everyone like this, he shouted, "Don't move! Don't move! There's no danger!"

Long Wenjian thought for a moment and said, "Raise the gun."

"What do you mean by raising the gun?"

"Fire the gun! It's a local custom, and it's the same as firecrackers. People listen for the noise during weddings and funerals."

Long Wenjian knows all about this.

"Oh, tell them to straighten their uniforms and stand still..."

"Commander, you'd better go to the front and take a look. I'm here." Long Wenjian rolled his eyes and said this.

Wang Zhifei certainly knew what was coming next. The Zenda elder offered a bowl of wine, and Long Wenjian offered three tributes to heaven and earth. Obviously, this kid knew the local customs and wanted to trick Wang Zhifei. Wang Zhifei was not afraid of this, but Long Wenjian wanted to see him laugh.

Hehehe!
Wang Zhifei just looked at him like this, and after seeing Long Wenjian getting scared, Wang Zhifei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go to the front and take a look."

The people of the cannon fodder group in front stretched their necks to look. Ayi was maintaining order. More than ten meters in front of them, the common people of Zenda were standing there, just looking at the cannon fodder group.

"With this kind of situation, it's not even worth mentioning for grabbing a cow. Who did what?" Bu La said from the side.

"We just got back. Not to mention the cows, even the dung beetles didn't pick up the Zenda."

"Don't be ridiculous. All the people who can move around in Zenda are here."

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!" Ayi carried the radio with great effort, straightened his back, and tried hard to make everyone look a little like a military officer, but none of the old cannon fodders listened to Ayi.

Even though he was personally appointed as the commander of the communications battalion, the battlefield liaison officer, the flag signalman, and the temporary commander of the third battalion...

A lot of titles.

In the eyes of the old cannon fodder in the cannon fodder group, his many titles were the same as the medals hanging on his chest, which looked beautiful but were completely useless.

However, everyone still recognized the temporary battalion commander of the Third Battalion.

"The commander is coming! The commander is coming! Get out of the way!"

Wang Zhifei came over and asked, "What's going on?"

When they got to the front, as expected, the people of Zenda came out. Among them were those who had been protected by Wang Zhifei all the way over there and came to seek refuge with relatives and friends, as well as local people from Zenda.

Needless to say, those who provided cover would have died without Wang Zhifei and his men, so they were naturally very grateful.

The locals of Zenda were also very grateful. They had all wanted to run away. If little Gaga had broken through the defense line and rushed down, Zenda would have surely been reduced to a scorched earth.

They knew what kind of attacks Wang Zhifei and his men had suffered over there during this period.

The sounds of gunfire and artillery fire never stopped during this period, and wounded soldiers were carried over from there every day.

He lived in fear every day. Those who came from the other side of the river to seek refuge with relatives and friends had long told the story of Xiao Gaga's cruelty, and how he could cause villages to disappear at any time.

The people of Zenda are ready to run away, but it is hard to leave their hometown. They can run away, but can the trees in their hometown run away?

Can the land of my hometown run away? Can the well that has provided water for generations run away?
People become cheap when they leave their hometown, while things become expensive when they leave their hometown. This has been the case since ancient times. But if you don’t leave, you may lose your life!

Just when they were about to leave, suddenly an army appeared out of nowhere, and like an iron chain across a river, they stopped the demonized Little Gaga.

Divine soldiers descend from the sky!
Many villagers were watching and praying, praying that the heavenly soldiers would stop these demons and monsters.

Day after day passed, and Wang Zhifei and his men still pinned Xiao Gaga on Tulong Ridge on the west bank of the Nujiang River, repelling their attacks time and time again.

At this time, Yu Xiaoqing also did something useful, or rather, he did something he should do. He built the Henglan Mountain defense line on the Nujiang River. Although it was not as solid as an iron barrel, it looked pretty good.

With an entire division of troops guarding the natural barrier of Nujiang River, even a pig like Xiao Gaga would have to think twice.

When the defense line was initially completed, the people of Zenda breathed a sigh of relief. They were safe, Zenda was safe!

Heroes, please come back quickly and don’t fight with them.

At this time, Wang Zhifei killed Yoshida Jiro and Tachibana Kio, and Takeuchi Renzan arrived. The wounded soldiers also brought the news back to the east coast. Looking at Takeuchi Renzan's artillery fire, the common people were in despair. The shells were like hail. Could people come back?
(End of this chapter)