The War of Resistance
Chapter 1109 The Root of the Nation
"It's so hanging!" The soldiers crawling out of the dry well felt like they were surviving a disaster. One soldier pointed his finger at the door panel that was lifted to the side of the dry well.
Hearing what the soldier said, Shang Zhen and Fang Yong noticed that the wooden frame on the edge of the broken door panel that was fastened to the dry well had been broken.
It was a new crop, although not very neat.
"Was stepped on by the little devil's war horse?" Fang Yong asked.
"Yes! Thanks to me holding it with my hands below!" said a soldier who was standing on the top floor.
"What do you mean you are holding it up with your hands down there?" The second soldier who was stepped on his shoulders was unhappy, "Then there are two of us down there, how can you hold it up without us supporting you? "
"Yes, yes, yes, everyone has a share!" the first soldier said hurriedly.
After hearing what the soldiers said, there was no need for them to explain anymore. Shang Zhen and Fang Yong could both imagine the previous situation.
The Japanese war horse happened to step on the door frame.
Although the door frame was made of flat wood, it could not withstand the kick of a Japanese horse weighing several hundred pounds.
Fortunately, there were soldiers holding it down, and the horse had just broken the wooden door with one leg, but its other front leg fell on the ground.
Otherwise, although the horse would not fall because the wellhead was small, it would definitely be stuck at the wellhead. As a result, not to mention whether the soldiers inside the well would be trampled by the horse, the battle would be It definitely happened again.
"It's good that nothing happened. The little devils and the others can't come again this time. Let's quickly split up and see if each family can find something to eat." Shang Zhen ordered, and at the same time he felt lucky in his heart. This move I made was so impressive!
"Find some water for our two heroes." At this time, the soldier joked.
Although there was a scare, there was no danger. The Japanese army was finally fooled. The soldier was also in the mood to joke. The other soldiers looked at Shang Zhen and Fang Yong and laughed.
Shang Zhen and Fang Yong emerged from the ashes. Neither of them had to look in the mirror. They were like a black pig looking at an old bird. They only needed to look at each other to know how black they were now.
The two of them also smiled, and when they smiled, they showed their white teeth, just like the natives of Africa.
The soldiers went to the village to find food, while Shang Zhen and Fang Yong guarded the entrance of the village.
There were still Japanese and puppet troops active on the highway in the distance, and only now did Shang Zhen and Fang Yong have time to talk about their respective situations.
Shang Zhen just casually said that he was from the Northeast Army, and he did not go into details.
It's not that he doesn't want to talk about it, it's because he has been to too many places and has "mingled" in various departments of the Northeast Army, so he really can't talk about it.
But the source reported by Fang Yong was the first time Shang Zhen heard that the reason why it was called the source instead of the number is because the team to which Fang Yong belonged was called the "Red Spear Club"!
What's the point of throwing a red gun? Just by the name, Shang Zhen thought of hundreds of farmers charging at the Japanese army with red-tasseled guns.
Seeing Shang Zhen's puzzled expression, Fang Yong explained to him.
It turns out that Fang Yong and these people are all from Henan.
Henan has always been a populous province in China, but the Yellow River flows through Henan. There were floods in eight of those ten years, so that place was rich but poor.
There has been a Red Spear Club in Henan since the Boxer Rebellion in the Qing Dynasty. When the Anti-Japanese War broke out, the Red Spear Club attracted even more people. It was really red tassels rustling and colorful flags fluttering.
Some of the members of the Red Spear Association were absorbed by the national army. As the wars became more frequent, they naturally abandoned the red tassel spears and swords and acquired rifles and even machine guns. Fang Yong and the others belonged to the 110th Division.
Fang Yong couldn't tell which warlord leader the 110th Division belonged to, and Shang Zhen didn't bother to ask.
China has a large population, and it is hard to figure out the Central Army and the local military and commercial forces within the Nationalist Government's military department, not to mention the overwhelming number of local armed forces.
Shang Zhen, with his combat experience as a veteran, did not think that a civilian organization like the Red Spear Society would have much combat effectiveness when fighting the Japanese army.
The truth is obvious. If the national army charges at the Japanese army with guns in hand, it will kill people, let alone ordinary people.
But having said that, it didn't mean that he wasn't curious about the Red Spear Club, so he listened to Fang Yong talk about it.
From Fang Yong's story, Shang Zhen learned several things.
For example, the Red Spear Association is similar to the Big Sword Association, and depending on the region, there will be something to offer, just like the Northeastern people offer sacrifices to great immortals.
Some are dedicated to Guanyin, some are dedicated to Taishang Laojun, some are dedicated to the ancestors, and some are dedicated to Zhao Gongming, the god of martial arts and wealth.
Shang Zhen had always believed in these things about gods and Buddhas. He believed in them when he needed them and put them aside when he didn't. As he listened, he asked Fang Yong: "Then what do you offer?" ?”
"We, we serve Yue Fei and Yue Wumu!" Fang Yong replied.
"This is a good offering!" Shang Zhen blurted out in praise.
Shang Zhen's limited culture does not mean that he does not know the story of Yue Fei's resistance to the Jin Dynasty. He was a great national hero!
"The strong men are hungry and eat the meat of Huns, and they are laughing and talking about drinking the blood of Huns!" Fang Yong suddenly said at this time.
Shang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Say it again!"
"A strong man eats the meat of Huns when he is hungry, and drinks the blood of Huns when he is hungry!" Fang Yong repeated hurriedly, not knowing why Shang Zhen had such a big reaction.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Shang Zhen, who had always been steady, understood this time. He muttered in a low voice, "When you are hungry, eat the little devil's flesh, and when you are thirsty, drink the little devil's blood." Then his voice Suddenly he got louder, "This is so ambitious! If all of us Chinese thought this way, there would be no puppet troops or traitors!"
Shang Zhen has memorized an idiom dictionary, but he has not memorized Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong". Naturally, he does not know where the two sentences "A strong man eats Huns' meat when he is hungry, and drinks the blood of Huns when he is thirsty" come from.
But he knew that Hu Lu was not a Japanese devil, so it was almost the same. Yue Fei's famous sentence successfully aroused resonance deep in his heart!
Why is it said that the future of a nation is not only determined by technological power, but ultimately is reflected in culture?
Only a nation that follows the example of heroes who resist foreign aggression will pick up knives and guns and go to the battlefield!
So I don’t understand why there will be people in later generations who worship Wang Zhaoming and his like. If a nation follows the example of such people, I’m afraid it will really perish!
Culture is the spirit of resistance. Even though we are lagging behind, we can always improve our fighting wisdom by constantly learning lessons from the setbacks in the past century.
For example, the Chinese People's Volunteers later became the best light infantry in the world. They took the light infantry to the extreme and eventually forced the United States to sign the armistice agreement.
But if a nation has no spirit of resistance at its roots and bones, and its spirit has no place to settle down, it will inevitably become rootless duckweeds in reality.
For this reason, it is true whether it is ancient, modern or contemporary.
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