louisehourcade Chapter 174 I can go to the snowfield again and kill the enemy for hundreds of days! May my compatri
Chapter 174 I can go to the snowfield again and kill the enemy for hundreds of days! May my compatri
From the streets and roads of Baima Village, the big truck rushed up and rushed across the snowfield.
The driver of that big truck is just an ordinary person.
What he can see...
They are the most common scenery on the forest sea and snow field.
He could feel the raging wind on the snowfield, and the snow was like a knife.
It's only early autumn.
In such a season, the snow field should not be so cold.
But the snowfield at the moment may be a bit colder than the coldest twelfth month and January.
The truck driver could only watch the live broadcast on his mobile phone, speeding across the snowfield.
The horn of the big truck was kept ringing by him.
to be frank.
The truck driver felt at this moment that he must be crazy.
Fatty Wang from Baima Village may be an actor.
The villagers of Baima Village may also be actors.
But not myself.
I am an ordinary worker in a steel factory.
I love Daxia, and be honest...
I haven't done anything out of the ordinary in half my life.
As a result, I watched a live broadcast, and even took the things inside seriously.
In modern society, we must pay attention to science.
What ghosts, what souls, what reincarnation... are all fake.
Although I am not educated, I have never believed this before.
What a ridiculous thing to do today.
The truck driver gradually reduced the speed of the truck.
He laughed self-deprecatingly.
Just turn the car around.
But at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed.
Because he saw that he was not far in front of him.
The snow was lifted high.
Like a wave on the sea, like an avalanche.
However, a snow wave nearly "280" 100 meters high was set off, and when he was about to drown his truck, it stopped eerily in the air.
The snow wave was frozen into ice by a colder air current.
The truck driver was incredulous and rubbed his eyes hard.
The picture in front of him is too incredible.
But that's not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is...
At this moment, he saw himself in the live broadcast of his mobile phone.
on the live screen.
Own big truck parked on the college.
When the blood-colored wolves melted with the snow, forming a snow wave rushing towards him.
But it was stopped by a entrenched white dragon.
The dragon breath spit out by the white blue dragon directly froze the hundred meters of snow waves into ice.
The truck driver also saw that countless barrages flashed across his mobile phone at this moment...
"Every time, because of the special effects in the live broadcast, I was shocked and wanted to kneel directly!
"A master driver appeared, blindly guessing it was a clue character..."
"Damn it, the terrified look in the driver's master's eyes is so good!!! Where did you find so many immortal actors!!
"Wuwuwu, today's tears are all for Liaodong.
"Don't cry...the tears will freeze.""
"Is it really impossible to find General Yang's severed head?"
"I don't know. At that time, there was a legend that the head of the general was secretly hidden by the Japanese slaves... Later, there was a legend that the head of the general had been found and buried safely... But there may not be..."
"You only see, you only see the dragging river and the big fish leaping over the dragon gate. You only see the Changxue Mountain, and the decapitated generals do not count! You only see, you only see the eight soldiers retreating to the three states in September. You only see the bones of the dead in the snowfield. Supporting pillars..."
"If only I could find the severed head of the general..."
At the same time, the truck driver who was looking at the barrage was a little stunned.
He looked out the car window silently.
At this moment, he seemed to be able to see the overwhelming scarlet soul outside the car window.
I saw the white dragon and the ferocious ghosts.
Stop those red souls in the snow field.
At this moment, the truck driver was indescribably frightened.
At this moment, he gripped the steering wheel tightly, the blue veins on the back of his hands bulging.
Looking struggling.
But he glanced at the live broadcast on his mobile phone, and soon he made a decision.
At this moment, the truck driver from Liaodong Steel Factory opened the door and jumped off the truck.
After that, braving the wind and snow, he ran to the back of the truck behind him.
The fleece covering the carriage was pulled off by him.
A beautiful bronze statue stands there.
It was designed by the old factory manager himself many years ago.
Every statue is lifelike.
They are all like the heroes of the Liaodong Volunteer Army or the Liaodong Battle League.
There is a statue of a man with a big sword on his back, and he is going forward - the strong man Xu Guo, don't have to send them off!
There are sculptures of women, guns in their hands, and children in their arms—women are not allowed to be men, Liaodong Erlang, both men and women, can go to the battlefield!
There are strong men, sharpening knives in their own courtyard...
But that's not what the truck driver was looking for.
He ran to the innermost part of the carriage.
There was a sculpture the size of a basketball, covered in flannel.
Pulling open the flannel...you can see a head of equal proportions.
The eyes of the head are closed, and the brows are furrowed, but the original shape of the head can still be seen. He should have been a strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes before his death.
The head made of iron is lifelike.
If it's not made of steel...
At first glance, it will make people think it is a real head.
The truck driver held up the head with some difficulty, then jumped out of the truck.
Without looking back, he rushed into the snow.
He didn't even know where he got his so much courage.
He is an ordinary factory freight driver.
The family is definitely not rich.
Just a normal and peaceful life.
There is a daughter at home...
Now working as a teacher in the city.
When my daughter was young, my family was poor for a while...
But because of Daxia's student aid, her daughter did not drop out of school...
Over the years, he has driven a large truck and walked around on various roads in Daxia, but he has also seen some things in the world...
Daxia has fed more than one billion people, and it is hard to find the memory of being hungry after being a child. Daxia has connected every household with electricity, and where there are people, there are roads. Nutritious meals, no disaster has fallen!
Ten years ago, during the Great Xia earthquake, he drove a truck and delivered supplies to Tianfu Prefecture!
I saw that because of a disaster in one place, Daxia was able to immediately send 100,000 troops to help, I saw someone rushing directly to the disaster area in two hours, and I saw that on the streets of the city, people were rushing to donate blood, causing traffic jams!
Such a big summer will never be defeated.
And the generals who created such a great summer should not be able to find their heads.
At this moment, the truck driver ran into the wind and snow.
He raised his head, which was made of copper and iron, and shouted hoarsely.
"General Yang's head..."
"it's here!!!"
"This is the head that our old factory manager made for you!
"He said before his death... that the general was iron-blooded to cast Liaodong immortal, so I used molten iron to cast the general's decapitation!"
"General Yang Yubai..."
"I...I'm stupid...I don't know if you can hear...
The truck driver seemed to have thought of something at this moment. He held the head of the sculpture in one hand and took out a plastic bag from his arms!
In the plastic bag, there is beef with steamed bread and pancake sauce!
From the looks of it, he should have been the truck driver's dinner!
And at this moment, the truck driver's voice is hoarse!
"I'm not good at studying history, but I just heard someone say... You had a hard time back then... Are you hungry... If you want to eat or not, deduct the beef and steamed buns...
"My daughter just sent me a text message saying that if you persist for five years, we will win, and if you persist for another nine years, we will enter a new era, and in seventy years, ordinary people will be able to eat my plastic at any time. these things in the bag.
"It's not really that great, people in the city eat better than this! With a few clicks of the phone, you can eat a hot meal!"
"Daxia has held a lot of conferences, and foreigners are scrambling to compete, and they come to participate in their duties... Daxia has planes, big ships, the largest kind of ships..."
"If we are shameless and go to the East China Sea to exterminate Japanese slaves, ten minutes will be enough. We have mushrooms..."
"You... did you hear that?
The truck driver was holding the cast iron head helplessly at the moment.
He didn't know what else to say.
There was still snow around him.
But the strange thing is that it seems to be a little calmer than the previous snowstorm.
And at the same time.
The sky the truck driver can't see.
Lin Yan stood on the head of the specter of the ghost, and looked at the truck driver in shock.
He didn't expect it.
this kind of place.
I can still see the people of Daxia.
He drove the big truck to this kind of place just to lift the cast iron head.
And what shocked Lin Yan the most was.
When the head was lifted by the truck driver...
He was still in a state of rage, with a broken head and a red soul.
It seems to have calmed down a bit.
Although there is still a steady stream of blood energy, it rises from the severed head and turns into a pack of wolves.
But the red pack of wolves were indeed milder than before.
Lin Yan turned his head at this moment and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang.
"A broken head made of iron...does it work?"
Zhu Yuanzhang's expression is rare and complicated.
"Hard to say!"
"Daxia has always had a tradition of being heroic spirits, resentful ghosts, and statues.
"One is for future generations to pay homage to! Hero, Yan Bing Danqing, virtuous match heaven and earth, meritorious sun and moon!
"The second is to condense the incense of future generations, to help those heroic spirits reincarnate as soon as possible, and to have a good solution... grievances may also be calmed because of the blessings of future generations!""
"This broken head made of steel may really work..."
Then, Zhu Yuanzhang's voice paused.
He turned to look at the headless red soul.
"Throughout the ages, heroes have come forth in large numbers, and there have been tragic and solemn sacrifice scenes, and all kinds of ways of dying.
"You can eat cotton wool, this way of living, this way of dying, but I have only heard of Yang Yubai, and I am afraid it is unique in the world. A strong man sheds blood to fight for the spirit of the great summer.
"In the past, Da Xia was humiliated to such a degree that I was angry and annoyed in my heart. I was annoyed by the suffering of Da Xia in those years, because of the "credit" of my descendants of Da Ming! But I always complained that Da Xia himself was not up to the mark! 99
"In the few battles that started from the Pearl War, although Daxia began to resist, and countless children died in the battle, but there are still some doubts, whether Daxia can survive..."
"I was still traveling around Daxia back then, and when I heard that Yang Yubai died in Liaodong, I didn't care at first. In Daxia, people were dying every day, and generals were dying every day! But then I heard a little about him. I just feel that such a general, in any dynasty, should be the sweet pastry in the emperor's heart!
"Daxia's integrity is still passed down..."
"Thousands of heads are of one mind, how can you be willing to cherish this body, leave a name for a leopard and leave its skin when a person dies, and don't become a general after cutting his head!
And at the same time.
For the first time, Zhu Yuanzhang took a step forward.
There was golden light oozing out of him.
The golden blue dragon, at this moment, also appeared in the academy.
Next to the Dharma Statue of Qianzhang Li Ghost.
One left and one right, two blue dragons.
At the same time, the golden blue dragon let out a low groan.
The golden light spreads around.
In the golden light, there are clattering hooves, and there is the sound of Jin Ge colliding.
In that burst of golden light.
It is the Daming Iron Cavalry.
It is the twenty-six guards of the Ming Dynasty!
at the same time.
Zhu Yuanzhang's tearing sound suddenly came out.
"Come on!!!"
The steel head held by the truck driver suddenly flew up.
Fall 3.6 into the hands of the golden dragon.
The golden blue dragon exhaled a dragon breath.
The steel head was instantly melted and turned into a pool of molten iron.
But the molten iron was more agile.
"I, with the dragon soul of the Ming Dynasty, I will give you a ray of war soul, and recast your head."5
Then the golden blue dragon turned his head and looked at Lin Yan.
Lin Yan understood immediately.
A ghost with three heads and six arms.
At this moment, the six arms started to seal.
The yin qi of the yin cao, which belongs only to the son of the yin heaven, is released.
into the molten iron.
"I, in the name of the Son of Heaven, with the ghosts of the yin, and the merits of the yin, I will reshape your head..."
"Eighty years of public speech, please invite Angelica tonight."
"This is the people of Liaodong... a head reshaped for you!
"Also ask the general to take it!!!"
Following Lin Yan's specter of ghosts, the six arms folded together.
The molten iron flew out and flew towards the headless red soul.
This time, the headless Crimson Soul did not block or evade.
The bloody wolves stood quietly beside them.
The molten iron turned into a head again at the severed head of the severed soul.
The eyes of the head are closed...
After a few breaths, he slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were still crimson red, with a bloody aura.
But the monstrous malice against Lin Yan and Fu Su and the others was gone.
He just raised his hand, rubbed his head a few times, and then opened his mouth faintly.
"Can my severed head be exchanged for the resistance of my compatriots in Liaodong?
"Losing Liaodong, decapitation is still light! May my compatriots work hard to kill the enemy."
"I can go to the Linhai Snowfield again, and fight those Japanese slaves for another few hundred days..."