Age of Conquest Reborn

Shan Hu's words were not polite. Tang Qiuli rolled his eyelids and had no way to refute, so he gave Shan Hu a vicious look in return. Shan Hu laughed proudly. Indeed, after all, he came from the later generations.

Among them, only the days after the age of sixteen are the clearest. The memories before are all blurred and fragmented. How can a mountain tiger who grew up here be more familiar with everything in his hometown!

The convoy drove south along the bumpy dirt road along the river, and the ferry appeared in front of them. "Stop!" Tang Qiuli suddenly said to the driver. Then, he pushed the door open and jumped out. He stepped on the solid black earth and took a breath.

He was intoxicated by the clear river breeze and the atmosphere of his hometown.

Shan Hu gestured to the special guards to alert them, walked to Tang Qiuli and stood side by side with him, "Huzi, do you still remember, I fell from the cliff, and after I recovered, we

Is there a winter fishing scene on the river not far ahead?"

"There are dozens of friends in the village, good guys, a large group of people, driving horses and sledges. At that time, it was the twelfth month of winter, and the ice on the river was very thick. You, me, and Brother Qiu Sheng

, Brother Qiuquan, the two little guys Yunfei and Yunpeng, and..."

Suddenly, Tang Qiu stopped talking like he was dreaming, his cheeks twitched, his face was full of pain, he shook his head slightly, as if he wanted to get rid of something, Shan Hu gently put his arms around his shoulders, "Xiao Qiu, I know why you don't

To Mei Ting

They left a few words and then ran back here. How many years have passed and you still can't relieve the pain in your heart. If her soul in heaven knew that you were like this, she would also be heartbroken and sad. Oh, you...

." Shan Hu couldn't continue talking.

"The past is like the wind. The sound of the wind has passed your ears, but have you ever forgotten the lingering fragrance in the wind?" Tang Qiuli murmured to himself.

Shanhu patted Tang Qiuli on the shoulder, pointed to the river not far away and said, "Xiaoqiu, remember that winter fishing, we caught a lot of river whitefish in one net, each of them was more than a foot long."

They are long and lively. There is also the young master of Lao Gou's family in Sanchahe, who came with a dozen thugs to steal our fish. As a result, he received a fat beating, hahaha, it makes me happy just to think about it!"

"Think about that time. I was still young. I was just a stupid half-year-old child, timid and afraid of getting into trouble. If it were left until now, I would take care of them and punch out all the feces and urine of those guys, and then stuff them into the ice cave to feed them.

You bastard, especially the young master named Gou!" As he said that, Shan Hu got into a stance on the spot and punched and kicked him vigorously.

Tang Qiuli smiled. Knowing that Shanhu was changing the subject, he put away his fists. Shanhu's expression did not change, he looked at him steadily, and asked with a slightly solemn expression: "Xiaoqiu, after crossing this river, how can we go through this river?"

I went to Tangjiawopu. I have a question that I have been holding in my heart for many years. Please tell me the truth now!"

Tang Qiuli looked at Shan Hu in surprise, and said dissatisfied: "Huzi, since we were two, what have I hidden from you? Besides, if there is anything embarrassing, you can't ask me

of?"

Shanhu rubbed his big hands and asked stubbornly: "Xiaoqiu, tell me, has it been since you had a conflict with the young master named Gou during that winter hunt and was intercepted and killed on the way that you have been able to pull the team?"

What's on your mind? Also, after the fight, during the few days when you left the village alone, did you go to Sanchahe to get guns?"

Tang Qiuli felt relieved. He thought that Shan Hu had some unsolvable doubts in his heart for so many years. If such a reason affected the brotherly relationship between him and Shan Hu,

Then the gain outweighs the loss, and it’s also your own fault!

"Huzi, I thought it was a big deal. That's it. Yes, you guessed it right. One day after we beat away the boy named Gou, we were chased halfway. You don't know what I was doing at that time.

I felt so scared. There were more than thirty thugs with guns. If we hadn't prepared in advance, we would all have died on the way. So, I secretly made up my mind to get a gun.

, pull up your own team!"

"For myself, for the sake of my brothers and the fellow villagers of Tangjia Wopu, I have to have a gun in my hand, not to mention our mortal enemy, the Japanese, that guy named Gou is just an introduction! For this little thing, still

I've been holding it in your heart for a few years, Shanhu, so what?" Tang Qiuli said leisurely as he looked at the ice floes on the slowly flowing river.

Tang Qiuli's words were half true and half false. After traveling through time, he had no intention of living an ordinary life in another world in obscurity, especially when the Japanese invaded his hometown in the three eastern provinces.

Starting from the hometown where he was born and raised - Tangjia Wopu, the first thing he has to do is to arm himself. Of course, his identity from time traveling must not be told to Shan Hu!

What's more, even if he says it, can Shan Hu believe it? In this world right now, no one will believe what he says. The secret of his identity can only be taken to the grave. "Hey, it's almost as I guessed, come on."

, I also relieved my doubts, got in the car, and left quickly, we have to get to Sanchahe to stay before it gets dark!" Shanhu said with a proud smile.

"Let's go! Get in the car!" Tang Qiuli also gathered his mood, turned around and got into the jeep. The convoy passed the ferry. The wheels rolled over the thin ice floe, making a slight "click" sound, and the cracks in the thin ice expanded rapidly.

, so that the large pieces of ice in the distance broke off, rolled around, and plunged into the river. Fortunately, the Songhua River in winter is the dry season, the river is not deep, and it can barely pass the wheels, so it passed without any danger.

River.

After crossing the river, the convoy entered the secret forest and walked along the narrow mountain road in the forest. There were tall pine trees on both sides of the mountain road. In the early winter in the Northeast, the leaves of the pine trees lost their verdant green and turned into

Dark green, with fluffy withered grass, hidden in the pine forest, turning around the foot of a mountain, the car drove up a ridge, roared down, and in front of it was the Tangjia Wofu.

However, when the car approached, Tang Qiuli and Shan Hu, who were full of expectations, were stunned. The scenery in front of them was still the same, still surrounded by mountains, and the mountains were covered with tall pine trees, but the scene in their memory was still there.

There were thatched houses one after another, but none of them could be seen, let alone ruins. There was not even a trace of a house that had once existed. Tang Qiuli and Shan Hu looked at each other and jumped out of the car in unison.

Come.

The two of them couldn't believe their eyes. They just stood there blankly, standing in the place that was once their home. The cold wind of early winter blew through the pine forest, and the sound of pine waves echoed in the mountains. There was an open space in front of them.

Clumps of weeds and fluffy shrubs, waist-deep, swaying in the cold wind. Where did that Tang family home shop with hundreds of households, the small mountain village with memories of my childhood and youth, go?

Both Tang Qiuli and Shan Hu couldn't believe what they saw. They were sure that they had not remembered the wrong way, absolutely not. Shan Hu walked over, pushed aside the dead grass, and looked carefully.

For a long time, as if searching for traces of his hometown in his memory, Tang Qiuli just watched the mountain tiger walking through the wormwood and bushes, feeling completely empty in his heart.

After a long time, Shanhu came back, glanced at Tang Qiuli, and said: "Xiaoqiu, I checked carefully and found that the village had been burned by fire again. Moreover, it was many years ago. I guess we might have burned it.

Parents and Tun

After all the villagers there withdrew to Dingbian, the Kwantung Army's little devils took revenge. They couldn't find our people, so they took out their houses and burned down the village. These damn little devils didn't even think about it.

Leave it to grandpa!"

Shanhu gritted his teeth as he spoke, and his fists clenched loudly. The wind roared and the grass rustled. Tang Qiuli's heart was completely cold. He looked at the destroyed mountain village, the home he once lived in, and now it is

There was a field of dead grass and bushes all over the place, without even a trace of its past existence. His heart seemed to have been taken away, and it seemed that there was no place for his heart to rely on.

Shan Hu guessed well. After Tang Qiuli led the Blood Hand Regiment at that time into the customs, his identity was betrayed to the Kwantung Army intelligence by Xiaoling's second brother, a scum who had defected to the Japanese in Harbin and was willing to be a traitor.

headquarters, and Tang Qiuli also wanted to

Realizing that his identity could not be kept secret forever and that sooner or later he would be exposed, he ordered Tang Qiuquan, the then captain of the special operations detachment, to secretly sneak back to the Northeast with the special operations detachment and pick up the parents and fellow villagers from the whole village of Tangjiawopu to Dingding.

Living on the edge.

Tang Qiuquan went through countless hardships and finally fulfilled his mission and completed the task. When the Kwantung Army sent a regiment of troops to surround Tangjiawopu, preparing to eradicate the roots, the villagers in the village had already sat down on the

A fleet of aircraft commanded by Le Yiqin and Liu Cuigang were flying to Dingbian.

The Kwantung Army, which had been defeated, vented its hatred towards Tang Qiuli and the Blood Hands on this deserted mountain village. A fire burned them all, and Xiaoling's second brother, who led the Kwantung Army, also

He became the target of the Kwantung Army captain to vent his anger. He was cut in two with a knife and disappeared into the raging fire along with the small mountain village!

Regarding everything that happened in Tangjia Wopu, among the more than fifty people who came out of the village, only Tang Qiusheng and Tang Qiuquan knew about it. For some reason, they did not tell anyone else about it. Later, as time passed,

As time went by, the two of them gradually forgot about each other.

"Let's go, Huzi!" Tang Qiuli called Shanhu with a gloomy face.

Arriving in front of the special guards' jeep, Tang Qiuli gritted his teeth and said to the special guards carrying the radio: "Immediately send a telegram to Li Honggang in the Kulun Prisoner of War Camp and search among all the Kwantung Army prisoners of war for those who arrived in the 32nd year of the Republic of China."

In the 33rd year of the Republic of China, the soldiers of the Kwantung Army stationed in the Sancha River area were interrogated and found out which unit was responsible for burning down the Tang family's nest. After finding out, they reported it to me immediately!"

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