C3923 The blood flag in his heart (2/2)

”All the men of Xishan camp are doing quite well! Laozi will tell you how we Chinese should survive! ”

”How many thunderstorms have I gone through, how many winds I've welcomed, how many frosts and frost I've gone through, how many winters did I have to fear the wind, how much fear the rain, how much fear did I have to fear the shaking of the mountains?”

”If I go up the mountain, it will be a tiger... I'm a dragon when I go into the sea... ”I am a great hero of the mortal world …”

Dragon Song, the Chinese's military song. It had been sung for seven years and had long been deeply ingrained within one's body and mind. However, the people had never stopped.

Xishan soldiers, who was preparing for their final charge outside, was completely dumbfounded. They had never stopped hearing such majestic lyrics before, and they had never seen such a domineering and arrogant aura!

The warrior of these Chinese s actually dared to call me a dragon. This kind of heroic spirit that looked down on everything caused the things hidden in their souls to suddenly tremble!

Perhaps there were some things that would not be enslaved nor killed … It was just a deep concealment, covered up.

Being brainwashed by a lot of people, they tell you, you don't have this kind of thing, this is what you never have before!

But it was all a lie, the memories of the early days of the Ethnic Group had already been assimilated into the bloodlines of the people, the progress made at that time, the courage and dominance, they would never be forgotten!

”I am... Am I Chinese? ”It seems like I haven't thought about this question for 200 years …”

Just how many people had a single war song planted seed in their hearts? There was no way to count this!

The battle song was loud and clear, the aura of a hundred people could suppress the entire battle. Yi Yuan and Yi Xuan had already gathered 3000 men to surround them, but they could not suppress the aura of this war song!

All the disciples of the Manchu Eight Flags were dumbfounded. The most terrifying thing in their souls was flipped upside down!

There were countless Chinese people in this world. If every single one of them were like these Soldiers, treating death as if they were their own, then where would these mountains and rivers sit? Could the Manchu still live?

put down his telescope. He obviously knew that he couldn't see anything from this far away, but he still stood there and looked into the distance.

”They will not surrender, is the leader Ye Qiu? ”I once learned spearmanship from him …”

”What a pity …” Those people are too proud, and proudly, they think that this Kaiser is just like an ordinary person, and is even like a little Brothers! ”

”They won't surrender. Raising their blood flag and singing the dragon song means that they already have a death wish …”

”Furthermore, their mission is not only to save Huang Xie Doctor, but also to demonstrate the determination of the entire Great Qing Kingdom to advance their industrialization!”

”He's trying to tell my Sixth Uncle's Seventh Uncle and the others to stop the industrialization from proceeding any further, that's just not going to end until they die …”

Zai Chun's eyes grew hot, he turned and walked down the city gate tower, and waved his hand, ”Go back to the Heartbreak Palace … ”I'm not going to watch it, I'm not going to watch it anymore …”

This was a battle that made Zai Chun incomparably sad. On one side was the Brothers that had once trained together, and ate a big pot of rice together, and on the other side was his own Home Country.

No matter what, he could not be happy about this war!

At the back of Ma Jia Bay, on the west side of wool Lane, there was a small yamen called the Treasure Source Bureau.

Today, in the Treasure Source Bureau, a middle-aged man was crying like a child!