(Today's chapter is updated late, sorry!)

"Xianwu, Xianwu" strings vibrated and made a pleasant sound, adding a bit of emotion to the season when the snow was blowing. If they were in the palace of the princes and the banquet site, they would complement each other, but in today's Nanjing City, it was out of place. The person who played the piano was Xianglan. They originally arranged them as nurses with the army, but unfortunately they could not do this technical job, but the female students in the church did it. Seeing that they were really unbearable to cultivate, Eagle had to let them stay with the refugees. The female artists covered with the Qinhuai River labels were like water and fire that could not be matched with these refugees.

Xianglan, the tunic player, was too cold and was wearing bloated, which made her feel even more inconsistent. An old pedantic man spat: "The business girl does not know the hatred of the country's destruction, but she still sang the back of the river/Tinghua!"

Yu Mo suddenly stood up, walked to the old scholar with the snowflakes all over the sky, and said lightly: "Have our country been destroyed? Our soldiers are still striving to kill the enemy, we are still proud Chinese, our country is destroyed!"

Even though he had not washed up for several days, Yumo still exhaled like orchids and her eyes were full of peach blossoms, but her expression was as cold as ice and frost. The old pedantic wife stood up tremblingly and said apologetically: "The old man is speechless and is so confused. Miss, don't be as knowledgeable as him. The old woman apologizes to you!"

Seeing the awkward expression of the old scholar, Yumo didn't care much about himself, so he turned around and sat down next to Xianglan. Xianglan asked timidly: "Sister Yumo, do you think we can win? I'm so hungry, just like when I was a child, I felt so hungry!"

Yumo closed her eyes, hugged Xianglan, and said nothing. Just yesterday, the food for all of them changed from four liang to three liang, and Yumo immediately became nervous.

They knew that there was not much food, but Yingling would never withhold refugee food. The reason for doing this was self-evident. Yumo was a smart person, and she really thought it was her natural instinct.

Unlike those complaining refugees, Yumo only felt the urgency of the storm coming and the wind was coming, and the decisive battle was about to come! This battle will determine the fate of China and Japan in Nanjing. They can only live one kind of life, without exception!

At this moment when life and death were determined, they could only sit here and could not do more, but the truth was not the case. Another team of refugees were led by dozens of soldiers to distribute rations to them.

Yu Mo looked at someone who looked very familiar. In the eyes of most Chinese people, foreigners looked almost the same, but Yu Mo could tell them more carefully. He looked at the voracious guy carefully. It was not until he began to lick the food on his fingers that Yu Mo suddenly realized that this person was John, the American who dressed up the dead.

Yumo walked slowly to John and asked, "What's going on outside these days? Father!" The last two words were obviously teasing, and they were also enjoying the pain!

When John saw Fengzi Yanran's weathered Yumo even though she was covered in rags, he couldn't help but be stunned. Then he recognized her. John jumped up and gave Yumo a bear hug. Then he said excitedly: "Oh, my god, you can still see my angel. It's God's favor."

Yu Moyu's face turned slightly red, and she struggled to push John away, but she didn't say anything. The old peddler there whispered again: "It's so unfair to the customs, so unfair to the customs!"

John said excitedly: "There were several times when I was almost killed by the Japanese with a sling. In despair, I swear that I must confess my love to you when I see you again."

"I love you, love the loneliness and sadness in your eyes, love the story behind you, and love you even more!"

John knelt down on one knee and said sincerely: "Marry me! Although I don't have much money, I have a sincere heart!"

As one of the heads of the Qinhuai River, Yu Mo has seen countless big scenes, but no man will kneel in front of her like a knight to propose to her.

In 1937, the concubine and concubine were still extremely rampant in the land of China. Unlike now, she had to hide her mistress. Those who could consume the leader of the flowers like Yumo were naturally either rich or noble, and would give her sincerity to a woman in the world. Therefore, Yumo was very moved by John's performance!

Yu Mo looked around in a daze and looked at his sisters, hoping that they could come up with some ideas, but they had never seen this scene. They all opened their mouths wide and didn't know what to do.

The snow was flying, and John knelt in the snow, raised his head and stared at Yumo with hopeful eyes, but Yumo didn't answer for a long time, his eyes slowly dimmed, as if he had lost all his vitality. The snowflakes fell on his dirty beard, making him look even more embarrassed, but John's body was not shaken at all.

Yumo leaned over gently, held John's hand and replied, "I promise you!"

John's eyes suddenly became extremely bright, as if they were about to emit colorful divine light. He suddenly stood up, and to Yumo, he looked like a giant standing tall.

John said with a trembling trembling: "This is the happiest moment in my life!" The Pandan Cardamom and the others immediately started to cheer up, shouting words without any meaning, expressing their ignorant feelings. Yumo is going to get married, so where is their way?

Unfortunately, the cruel reality quickly interrupted this warm scene. Ethereal brought a group of soldiers to step forward, and the neat footsteps were captivating.

The soldiers were lined up on both sides, with sharp bayonets pointing to the sky, and they were extremely harmonious with the silent soldiers. They stood with their hands behind their backs, their eyes swept across everyone, and the entire scene soon became quiet.

Eagle slowly said: "I need your help, and I need your voluntary help!"

The refugees looked at each other, not knowing what the young man in front of him was saying, but they all had a bad premonition in their hearts. Sure enough, Ethereal said: "Now that the Japanese devils' troops have been gathered, and tomorrow will be full. Tomorrow is the last moment of the decisive battle. Our troops are not as powerful as the Japanese devils, and our ammunition is not as rich as theirs."

He said that the ethereal pauses. The citizens below whispered and talked a lot. Their faces were a little worried. Many of them escaped from the safe zone. Naturally, they knew how cruel and inhumane the little Japanese treated them. If they were defeated, they would never have a way out.

Eagle then spoke, and a calming force in his voice was free and calm, saying, "Our only advantage is to have you. You are the only support for our soldiers. Each of them has less than three bullets on average, but they still have to go to the battlefield to fight the Japanese. Why?"

To be honest, it is not appropriate to do such a big and bloody thing, but Lao Luoke is unwilling to do such a thing, and the Dragon Emperor can't beat a single fart with three sticks. Rainbow and a woman go out. As for the gray wolf, Chongling has already booked him as a dead person and is too lazy to talk to him. In the end, Chongling still wants Chongling to come alone.

"Because you are behind them, they don't want you to suffer injustice, so they are willing to rise up and fight the Japanese. But now, we are short of troops and it is difficult to win!"

"We need your support!"

"Whether you want to or not, our hope for victory is always slim!"

"Whether you want or not, the Japanese will come to massacre us!"

"Whether you want to or not, you all need to go to the battlefield to fight the Japanese!"

"Whether you want to or not, tomorrow you will face a life-and-death choice!"

"Now I tell you that you are ready for battle and bring your own weapons! We have nothing to do with you!"

After Kongling said that, he led people away. The Dragon Emperor suddenly appeared and came to Kongling without caring about so many soldiers in front of him, and asked without hesitation: "Is that over?"

Eagle asked back, "Do you have anything else to add?"

The Dragon Emperor said angrily: "If you don't send someone to organize them, someone will come forward and fight to the death. If you just say such a big talk, even if it's over, that won't be the case, you will still need you!"

Yingling sneered: "I don't know who was desperately refusing just now?"

The Dragon Emperor snorted coldly, thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you see it on the spot, there will be surprises!" After that, he stopped talking and took the people away!

The Dragon Emperor watched the lively scene and said to himself, "I want to see what medicine you sell in the gourd?" The Dragon Emperor jumped onto a sycamore tree and watched from afar what was happening there.

After Ewing and the soldiers left, the venue where the citizens gathered was silent, and everyone was confused and didn't know what to do! Xianglan asked Yumo in fear: "Sister Yumo, will we die tomorrow?"

John laughed and said, "No!"

He stood up, and his figure, which was taller than others, looked very conspicuous. He said to Yu Mo, "Translation for me!" After that, he took Yu Mo's hand to a high platform. He glanced in the crowd, and when he saw a few familiar figures, he felt relieved.

He said, "I am an American!" Yu Mo translated it into Chinese sentence by sentence by sentence, and his soft voice was extremely cold at this moment.

"I came to China at the wrong time and witnessed the cruelty of the Japanese!"

"I don't want to participate in the war, but the war cannot escape!"

"They killed my compatriots and threatened my life! They didn't even let the Americans go, let alone the Chinese!"

"In order to survive and to return to my hometown on the other side of the ocean, I have the only way to fight!"

"Will any of you be with me?" John looked excited without saying a word.

"I'm willing, we're willing!" The sounds of voices sounded everywhere, which surprised Yu Mo very much. She saw the indifference and selfishness of the Chinese people. Even at the critical moment of life and death, she would never resist, but rather put her hope on the illusory gods and Buddhas.

John smiled and said to Yumo: "Your leader named Eagle, the method of arranging "Tu" is really effective! Now we need to organize them, and tomorrow is the time to decide our destiny!"
Chapter completed!