I Live Broadcast The Establishment Of The Underworld To Help You Reincarnate

Chapter 173: With my molten iron, the general will be decapitated! With my iron and blood, I hope th

On the snow field next to Baima Village.

At this moment, the snow is swaying.

The ghost gate of the underworld has been opened.

The ghosts of the people of Liaodong, who had recovered their sobrieties, had been led by the red souls of the underworld Yin Cao, and went to Yin ~ Cao.

The two actors who gathered in White Horse Village—and the truck drivers.

Somewhat melancholy, I don't know what to do next.

But fortunately, Fatty Wang and Du Laosan made another trip to their three-story building.

Drag out a projector and projection screen.

Lin Yan's live broadcast was projected on a white screen.

Everyone gathered together and continued to watch Lin Yan's live broadcast while surrounding the still steaming big iron pot that contained pork-killing vegetables.

Baima Village, there has been no such scene for many years.

Fatty Wang, remember the last time there was such a scene.

Still in my childhood.

When I was a child, the village was poor.

No one has seen the movie.

The film troupe in the town came over and gave them such an open-air movie.

But only in summer.

Autumn and winter are too cold.

At this moment, it is already autumn.

A group of middle-aged men and women gathered to watch the live projection.

Fatty Wang didn't even dare to think about it before.

What is even more frightening is that there are tears on everyone's face.

Eye circles are red!

Live projection.

Lin Yan and Fusu, who has white hair, have already left Baima Village.

The camera is aimed at the vast forest and snow field.

The white-haired Fusu talked about the past of General Yang Yubai.

The villagers of Baima Village were also listening quietly.

They all heard the general's name, but never knew his past and life.

Just like they all knew that Liaodong was occupied by Japanese slaves back then... but no one knew that Daxia was suffering, but Liaodong was the worst!!! Unimaginable suffering...

something……

It's a bad memory...

And at the same time.

on the live screen.

The headless general was the first to go mad at this moment.

At his severed neck, blood mist continued to drift away, turning into a bloody pack of wolves!

The wolves had already begun to growl, rushing across the snowfield.

It's about to rush out to the snow field.

But thousands of zhang ghosts fell.

Fa Xiang raised his palm and slapped the wolves away with a slap.

All the red souls turned their heads at this moment.

Staring at the thousand-foot-long ghost.

Lin Yan's expression was solemn.

But he's used to it.

That kind of thing attracting hatred.

He is already familiar with...

First hold these red souls, and then wake them up.

In the specter of ghosts, Lin Yan turned to look at Fusu with white hair...

"Then!"

"You haven't said it yet."

"After the general has finished speaking... I would rather break my head and return me after the rivers and mountains!"9

The white-haired Fu Su froze for a moment.

Then continue to speak quietly!

"After nothing..."

"They were soon surrounded by Japanese slaves..."

"The Japanese slaves initially wanted to persuade surrender, but General Yang Yubai took this opportunity to break through once again..."

"However, at night, the women followed the footprints on the snow and found them again. After a big battle, they broke through the siege for the second time and found a place to hide.

"There were only six people left by his side, and four of them were all killed: some had broken arms, some had been shot in the legs, some had a hole in their palm, and some had their thumbs knocked out. "

"Everyone was exhausted, cold and hungry, but because they were afraid of being discovered by the enemy, they couldn't make a fire, so they could only sit on the wood and rest.,In order to reduce the target, they decided to break out.

"He ordered the brother who had been wounded in the leg to take the other three wounded back along the way, to the north to find the secret nutrition wound, and at the same time, he reported to the other troops to be careful, and he led the two uninjured soldiers. The brothers continued south, preparing to find and join the second line of troops.

"Even at that time, he didn't admit defeat..."

"He is the king of Lin Haixueyuan... He has this kind of confidence...

"The Japanese slaves are still trying their best to follow, and even use a match-by-match method to find footprints in the snow, but they still lost their tracks the next morning..."

"On that day and night, the Japanese slaves were dragged to their knees. More than 600 people were killed, injured, frostbitten, and more than 500 people left behind because of exhaustion. In the end, only 50 or 60 people were left sitting in the seats. Tired in the snow!

"General Yang said that he was on a hill not far away, lying on the snow, looking at them...

"Too arrogant..."

"But the three of them were still closely surrounded. At that time, they had not eaten for several days, they had nothing to eat, and there was no food to be found in the forest!

"General Yang's soul told me at the time... When they were too hungry to walk, the three of them would dig a piece of tree bark, a grass root, a handful of snow, and ate it together to satisfy their hunger. When I get out of the snowfield, I will eat a whole head of silly roe deer! 99

"Afterwards, the last two brothers by his side revealed their whereabouts and sacrificed...the only one left..."

"In the mountain, he found a ground barn, which is a black bear's den. It is usually a cave under a big tree or beside a fallen log. It has been used by the loggers but has long been abandoned. The walls are covered with frost. He is too tired. Tired as never before..."

"His ghost told me that he really wanted to fall asleep at that time, and he couldn't wake up from his big dream...but it can't be done! Daxia hasn't won yet, Liaodong hasn't won yet, he is the flag of Liaodong...he can't fall... "

"He continued to run in the snow by himself, and the cotton shoes on his feet had long since rotted into a ball. He tied it with a rope to prevent it from falling apart. The "food" was that he tore the cotton wool from the cotton coat, rolled it into small balls, and dipped it into a ball. Swallow the snowflakes.

"He got out of the bunker and struggled to continue his journey when the matches lit and burned several documents he was carrying. He was already dying...but he's always been!39

"He continued to run and met four farmers who were chopping firewood in the forest. Yang Yubai stopped the fellow villagers, informed him of his identity, and then asked the leading farmer to go down the mountain to help him buy some food, and then buy a pair of Cotton shoes, he will give money to fellow villagers, don't tell the Japanese slaves."5

"The few farmers looked at their faces and hands, and Yang Yubai, who had frostbite, said...General, you should surrender. Now the pseudo-Qing state doesn't kill those who surrender."

"General Yang's soul told me that he was silent for a while before he recovered... Then he told those farmers... fellow, we are all from Daxia. If we all surrender, will Daxia still be there?"

"After the peasants went down the mountain, they did not keep their promises, but quickly reported to the Japanese slaves: "Yang Yubai is on the mountain where we are!"

The white-haired Fusu made a sound...

"I couldn't hold back then... slaughtered the few farmers who reported... let them go to hell..."

"Besides, there are those beasts who betrayed the Zhan League. I used their souls to light a kerosene lamp... I can understand them, but I can't forgive them..."

"According to the laws of the Great Qin, those who treason and kill the great general will be killed without mercy...

The white-haired Fusu's voice was a bit cold at the moment.

I don't see the handsome boy from before.

However, Lin Yan only spoke faintly while manipulating the Spectre Ghost Statue and continuing to attract the hatred of all the red souls.

"Good kill!"

"If they don't kill them, their current souls should go to hell! Into the oil pan..."

The white-haired Fusu lowered his head halfway at the moment.

Still staring in the distance, the headless general.

The bloody wolves around the general have been defeated by the Specter Ghosts.

But the blood-colored mist surged.

There are still blood-colored wolves, which are continuously produced...

Those wolves rolled and jumped in the snow field.

Just like that general, who was still fighting in the forest sea and snowfield...

The white hair helped Su, and he let out a faint sigh.

"When the Japanese slaves went up the mountain, the general was hiding in a shack.

"He heard the sound of a car's engine from outside. He knew that the farmers must have been the informants. He could only hurriedly leave the shack, armed with guns in both hands, and sprinted into the depths of the forest, while the Japanese slaves were behind. Chase!

"General Yang is actually very tall... one meter eight..."

"Even if I've been hungry for days, I still run fast..."

"In the end, though, he fell...and was surrounded by an old pine tree.

"The Japanese slaves who surrounded him told him...they had received an order to persuade him to surrender or capture him alive after seeing the general. They even imagined that if Yang Yubai was willing to surrender, they would make him the highest-ranking general in the pseudo-Qing state. , in order to use its influence to subdue the Battle League.35

"But what responded to them was the gun in General Yang's hand..."

"Finally, the Japanese slaves started fighting back...the pine trees were all beaten into sieves..."

'All the Japanese slaves were at a loss at the end...I can't imagine that they really killed the legendary general...

"Later the Japanese slaves' reporters reported that after the Japanese slaves were sure that they had really killed Yang Yubai, there was no joy or smugness on everyone's faces, and instead they started to cry. 9999

"But in the end, they cut off the head of the general and broke his stomach, wondering why he could stand in the ice and snow for so long..."

The white-haired Fusu stopped talking.

He just stared at the hideous headless general, his eyes full of sorrow.

Lin Yan lowered his head halfway.

"His stomach is full of indigestible grass roots and cotton wool... Right!

"He is even more hungry than the starving ghosts in the Central Plains back then, and even more hungry, right..."

"When he was starving to death, he was running wild in the ice and snow, thinking about fighting, and thinking about not surrendering... How did he do it!

The white-haired Fu Su turned his head away, as if he couldn't bear to look at the headless general again...

Countless scarlet blood energy radiated from his severed head and neck.

・・・ Flowers・

Become a pack of wolves...

Those wolves seemed to be his last obsession.

kill!!!

keep killing!!

Destroy all those Japanese slaves.

drive them out of Liaodong.

The people of Liaodong are not slaves of subjugation.

Lin Yan clenched his fists at this moment.

He originally thought that the spirits of the generals he had seen were enough.

He won't be sad when he sees such scenes injected again.

But he looked at the severed general.

That general, who was covered in blood mist and turned into a pack of wolves, was still indescribably sad.

The white-haired Fusu took a deep breath at this moment.

"If you want the general to dispel grievances..."

"Have to find his severed head first!!!"

"But his head was cut off by the Japanese slaves at that time. I only know that the head was once used as a trophy by the Japanese slaves. It was traveling in the three prefectures of Liaodong. When I wanted to look for it, I couldn't find it..."

"The last news I got was..."

"General, before the pine tree was beaten into a sieve, when facing those Japanese slaves, there was only one last word..."

"He said... I cherish my life, but it is impossible to do what you want. Many brothers have died, and now I am alone. Although I am in distress, my brothers are still fighting in various places, and you will perish. The day will come. I will resist to the end, needless to say, shoot me!!!

Afterwards, Fusu, with white hair, continued to move forward.

He stepped out of Lin Yan's ghostly dharma.

At this moment, the body turned into a white dragon.

Canglong lowered his head.

Staring at the severed general.

"General!!!"

"I can't get your head back!"

"But can you wake up???"

"The people who died tragically in Liaodong have been sent to the underworld! 35

"The Japanese slaves who committed heinous crimes will pay the price sooner or later, brothers of the Zhan League, can you wake up!!

The white blue dragon let out a roar that shook the world.

But the only ones who responded to him were the piercing roars of the red souls!!!

Just like the red souls and generals in Tianfu Prefecture back then!

They are displaced souls trapped in their own memories.

Trapped in their memories, they are still fighting for their lives with the Japanese slaves.

But the spirits of the generals of the past can also take them back to the Pearl City of the past, and on that battlefield, they can remember their past.

But these spirits can't do it!!!

Each of them is a lone hero who will never retreat...

They are not even the same as the red souls of the Tianfu troops.

They have no desire to go home...

The place where they fought to the death was their hometown!

Their obsession is to drive those bastards out!!!

They have to be in the ice and snow, and who can last longer than the Liaodong troops of Japanese slaves.

drag!!

Hold them tightly.

Don't let the Kanto troops go south.

The brothers who were dragged to the gate noticed that they were still standing there.

I don't know if it will come, the day of victory.

They can go back to the Songali River to see their aging parents.

For this, they can ask for nothing.

Say goodbye to your son.

Say goodbye to your parents and folks.

Even... throwing away his own head.

Lin Yan's expression showed sadness.

Behind him, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at this scene and spoke quietly.

"B..."

"You know, if you can't wake them up in the end... what are you going to do. 99

Lin Yan's expression struggled, but he still spoke faintly.

"I know!"9

But right now.

a big truck.

From the highway of Baima Village, we rushed into the snowfield.

The driver was a local Liaodong driver.

In the compartment of his truck, there are a bunch of sculptures!

All steel sculptures!!!

He is from Liaodong Iron and Steel Plant...

in those sculptures.

There is a sculpture, it is the head of General Yang Yubai...

these sculptures.

From the hands of the old director of their steel factory.

The old factory manager has been dead for many years.

But when I was little.

A native of Liaodong... experienced Liaodong when it was occupied by Japanese slaves.

It is said that he once saw with his own eyes a picture of a Japanese slave driving across a long street with the head of the general held high.

So he used the scraps of the steel factory to pour a lot of steel statues. Back then, the general was iron-blooded, and cast Liaodong immortal, so I used molten iron to cast the general's decapitation!

They are all Liaodong heroes, unyielding souls.

You lost your head.

Then I'll reshape one for you out of steel.

You desperately want to defend Liaodong.

We really have a good hold.

So... can you wake up?

Look at my current Da Liaodong Wan.