The sun dispelled the darkness and brought light. It was a new day. The Yi family got up, gathered in the front hall, asked each other, and sat down at the table. Tang Shuangyun picked up the Jizhou Morning News and immediately shouted in anger: "The Tang family's reputation for the rest of their lives has been ruined."

Everyone looked at her, and Yi Huan asked, "What's wrong with my sister-in-law?"

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry." Tang Shuangyun threw down the newspaper and beat her chest, "Look, this shameless person, what kind of evil did the Tang family have committed?"

Yi Huan got up and took the newspaper and saw it. He saw a photo of Tang Mi'er dancing at the school beauty competition yesterday. The angle of the reporter was a bit dirty, and he could clearly see Tang Mi'er's underwear. Yi Huan's mouth twitched. It turned out that as early as this year, the reporter liked to use exposure to attract readers.

Although Tang Mi'er did not get the first place in the school beauty competition, her reputation was even louder than the first place. Major newspapers in Jizhou City regarded her as the headlines; when Yi Huan went to school, her classmates were also talking about this.

Tang Mier did not think there was anything wrong with her behavior and refuted everyone: "Youaretoo conservative, Yougoto the coast for Citigroup, Swimsuitins and shorts, There is nothing wrong with my performance onstage."

"Huanhuan, what did she say?" Zeng Shaowei's foreign literature was not well learned and she couldn't understand it.

"She said you are too conservative. There are many people wearing short-sleeved short-sleeved swimsuits by the sea in Citigroup. There is no problem with her dress and performance. You are making a fuss." Yi Huan translated.

Zeng Shaowei curled her lips contemptuously, "This is China, not Citiland."

"Miss, I know this is China, not Citi. I want to tell you, because Chinaisbackwardandignorant, and does not appreciate such, Weneed to change this and learn from Citigroup, Wewant to bepioneers." Tang Mier said righteously.

"Huanhuan, what are she saying?" Zeng Shaowei asked.

Yi Huan's eyes were slightly cold and said, "She said that China was backward and ignorant and did not know how to appreciate such beautiful dances. To change this situation, to learn from Citigroup, she wanted to be a pioneer."

"Ah," Zeng Shaowei spat Tang Mi'er, "You are just behind and ignorant, shameless."

"What does shamelessness mean? Misie, was Misie scolding me?" Tang Mier asked.

Zeng Shaowei curled her lips and said, "Fake foreign devils, I don't even know the idioms of my own country..."

"Shaowei." Yi Huan interrupted her, preventing her from having an argument with Tang Mi'er, and dragging her away.

"Mistang, don't pay attention to Zeng Shaowei. She is jealous of you. Let's talk about Citigroup." A female classmate who yearns to study abroad said.

Tang Mi'er said that she had heard about her in Citi Country. Liao Chunli felt that Tang Mi'er had the potential of a revolutionary warrior, so she talked to her privately; Yi Huan didn't have to listen, and she knew what Liao Chunli said, and in the end, Tang Mi'er became a member of the front-line condolence team.

What surprised Yi Huan was that Peng Lingfu also decided to go with them. Yi Huan and the other two advised her, but she insisted on going, "I want to see my father, I want to know how they are." The voice cords cried, she was really worried that the farewell that day would be a perfect match.

On March 1, Peng Lingfu and others did not come to school. The teachers were convinced that these students were really going to the front line, not just talking. They were so scared that they quickly reported to the principal and asked the principal to come forward to find someone to recover the students.

After school in the afternoon, Zeng Shaowei went to inquire and told Yi Huan, "No one was chased."

"How is that possible?" Yi Huan frowned. There was only one road from Jizhou City to Shengjing. Peng Lingfu and his friends brought their supplies and could not take the small road.

"I heard that the person who drove there was only two legs, and the four wheels were faster than the car." Zeng Shaowei replied.

Yi Huan sighed. It was over, and I only hope that God would bless Peng Lingfu and others to be safe.

At the same time, the artillery battalions of several infantry divisions of the Northeast Army on the front were firing artillery shells violently at the Japanese positions, "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The Northeast Army is a local war. Even though it is in the mountains and the transportation is inconvenient, Yan Zihui still tried his best to transport artillery and artillery shells to the front line.

On the contrary, the Japanese army had no artillery support and relying solely on the terrain that they barely fought with the Northeast Army, but this was not a long-term solution. The front lines were lost one by one, and the troops were lost heavily. They retreated again and again, and finally had to retreat and hike in this not-so-high mountain forest. A large number of wounded soldiers were unable to receive effective treatment due to the lack of medicine. The lack of food made healthy soldiers so hungry that they were weak.

If the Japanese army and the Goryeo army do not break through, they will have only one dead end. If they continue to hold on, they will only cause the defensive positions to be eaten up little by little, and eventually the entire army will be destroyed. Major General Keisanro Ono, the commander of the Goryeo Army, discussed and Major General Haguezaka, the commander of the Goryeo Army, ordered, "If you have to break through to the south with all your efforts, you must break through the defense line of the Northeast Army."

In order to survive, the Japanese army and the Goryeo army launched a large-scale attack southward, which caused the pressure of the Third Infantry Division of the Northeast Army to double. The commander of the Third Infantry Division was Peng Lingfu's eldest brother Peng Lingshan, who immediately changed the attack to defense and relied on solid fortifications and firepower to consume the Japanese army's vitality.

"Onboard on board!" The Japanese officers waved the samurai swords in their hands and shouted loudly, directing the troops to attack.

But the dense guns and bullets caused these Japanese soldiers to fall on the way forward, and soon the soil was dyed red by their blood. The Japanese army's attack was very fierce. Although they tried their best, it was just a battle for trapped beasts and paid a heavy price. When the sun set, the Japanese army had to stop the attack.

The Northeast Army also paid a considerable price to block the Japanese and Goryeo coalition forces. Fortunately, it was able to rely on fortifications and powerful firepower to kill the enemy, thereby saving its strength to the greatest extent.

Major General Keisanro Ono, whose scalp was scratched by stray bullets, looked at Major General Hasebashi with his arms hanging and said desperately: "Send a farewell telegram to General Masayoshi Oshima." If they could not break through, they could only be loyal to the emperor.

"With the night, launch another breakthrough attack to the west." Haseka was not giving up.

Keisanro Ono thought for a while and said, "No need to leave the reserve team anymore. All of them are transferred to the offense. You must tear open the defense line of the Chin man." It has reached the last moment, and there is still a glimmer of hope for success. If you fail, you can only die in the battlefield. Who wants to die if you can live?

"Hi!" The chasing officer went out to issue an order.
Chapter completed!