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    What Zhang Xian didn¡¯t expect was that this Ma Wenlong was not a monk who robbed homes and houses. It turned out that he had attended the Whampoa Military Academy and had studied the courses he had learned. He was a leader with both civil and military skills.  The instructor Ma Wenlong mentioned was also a cultural person, a college student named Hao Bin. He came from Yan'an. However, in Zhang Xian's eyes, this instructor was just a nerd. Compared with Ma Wenlong in leading troops in war,  Just a little kid.  The instructor did not reject Zhang Xian's National Army team as Ma Wenlong feared. He just felt that it was inappropriate for Ma Wenlong to bring back such a Kuomintang team, so he immediately reported to Dawushan's division.  A report was made to the headquarters.  Zhang Xian had been worried that the New Fourth Army would remember the Wannan Incident and embarrass himself. Unexpectedly, the telegram from Dawu Mountain asked Ma Wenlong's department to do a good job in united front work and escort the departed national army back when necessary.  It seems that the New Fourth Army is not what the instructors and division commanders preached. It may indeed have some soil, but it is definitely not barbaric.

    Liuji is a relatively large village. It is located in a mountainous area surrounded by mountains. A small river flows through the mountainous area to the south. The surrounding rice fields are scattered at random, and the mountains are densely wooded. It is late autumn.  The autumn leaves all over the mountain are as red as fire and as yellow as gold. Crushed among the lush pine forests, it is a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers.

    It seems that the New Fourth Army is very good at doing mass work. The residents of Liuji support the New Fourth Army very much. They have organized a strict militia organization. Almost every house has a militia and almost every house is fighting the war; and the local people are very conscious  They not only provided military rations for the New Fourth Army, but also made military shoes for the New Fourth Army. They also took the wounded back to their homes and took good care of them as if they were their own relatives.  Of course, the New Fourth Army also responded to the requests of these people, actively harvesting rice for everyone, threshing grain and raising dust, and rushed to do whatever they could.  Zhang Xian has never seen this kind of army, which has such a harmonious and harmonious relationship with the people. Even the 11th Division to which he belongs, which never fights with the people or disturbs the people, has not been treated so well.  Seeing these scenes, he couldn't help but feel a little fond of the New Fourth Army.  When these ordinary people saw a team of national troops stationed there, they looked at them with such strange eyes that it was depressing.

    Ma Wenlong's New Fourth Army has more than 500 people. Compared with Zhang Xian's guard company, it has an absolute advantage.  The New Fourth Army was stationed in a mountain temple in the east of the village, while Zhang Xian's guard company was arranged by Hao Bin in a theater that was no longer in use in the west of the village.  As soon as the troops were stationed, Zhang Xian immediately asked the confidential squad to set up the radio and contact the division headquarters. It took a long time for the two sides to get through.  It turned out that the 11th Division had tried to contact Zhang Xian for a long time, but there had been no reply. In everyone's hearts, the Guard Company had been eaten by the Japanese.  Just when everyone was feeling sad and ready to give up, news came from the Guard Company, which made everyone in the 11th Division very excited. Fang Qing sent Zhang Xian an extremely excited telegram, which contained only one short sentence.  :Long live the guard!

    Zhang Xian reported his position to the division headquarters and told them clearly that the Guard Company had broken out of the Japanese encirclement and was supported by a certain unit of the New Fourth Army. It was now in the territory of the Communist Party. Because there were too many wounded, it could only stay here.  Rest.  Division commander Fang Qing agreed with Zhang Xian's idea and asked him to wait until the right time to return with his troops. At the same time, he also assured him that the number of the guard company would be kept until they came back.  Zhang Xian was finally relieved. With this telegram from the division commander, he would no longer be afraid even if someone held him accountable in the future.

    After coming out of the confidential class, Zhang Xian saw many of his soldiers looking down on the stage, and at the same time, faint singing could be heard in his ears.  He walked over to them strangely and asked, "What are you looking at?"

    Xiong Sanwa saw him coming and told him, "Company commander, we are watching the New Fourth Army harvest rice."

    "Oh?" Zhang Xian also stood on the stage. This theater is built on the hillside to the west of the village. The stage is the main part of the theater. Standing here, you can clearly see the entire village below the mountain and those surrounding the village.  At this time, the golden rice fields were crowded with people, everyone was harvesting enthusiastically, and there were many people threshing grains in the open space beside them.  Looking at those nervous and busy people, Zhang Xian suddenly felt that this should be the life that everyone expected.

    "Company commander, those who cut the rice are the New Fourth Army!" Xiong Sanwa told him: "I didn't expect that the New Fourth Army can not only fight, but also do farm work."

    "What? Do you want to go too?" Zhang Xian asked casually.

    "It should be time to harvest rice at our house at this time, but I don't know when my parents will receive it at home?" A soldier looked at the crowd below and couldn't help but think of his own home.  Listen to what he saidThe son of a teacher, he was the son of a big capitalist, but the path he chose was so different. He had a vague feeling that this Ma Wenlong might become his opponent in the future.

    In the evening, everyone was not idle, because time was tight and there was no telling when the Japanese would come. They might arrive tomorrow, so they lit up lights and fought at night.  Zhang Xian did not cut the rice anymore, but followed Ma Wenlong on the threshing machine to thresh the grains. This job was much more comfortable than cutting the rice, but there were too many bugs at night and some of them bitten.

    In the lively scene, what is even more lively is the confrontation between the military songs of two different armies. These confrontations were not directed by Ma Wenlong and Zhang Xianchang, but were created by these lovely soldiers themselves.

    First, the soldiers of the New Fourth Army sang labor chants in unison while doing farm work. But as they sang, they began to sing military songs. The first thing to be sung was "Three Major Disciplines and Eight Points to Pay Attention to". This song  The melody of the song is the same as the military song of the Eighteenth Army, but the words are different. So as soon as they finished singing, someone took the lead in singing the military song of the Eighteenth Army: "I don't see you, the Han army has ended, and the weak crowned prisoners please take long tassels."  "You don't see me, but I'm far away, and the Jueyu Qingqi urges me to fight!" After singing this, all the people in the guard company sang along, and the singing was equally loud and clear: "A man should be in a dangerous career, how can he let a scholar's crown miss his life? Kuang Naiguo  The danger is like laying eggs, and the competition between feathers and feathers will never stop! Abandoning my old pen, I keep my wartime bow, calling for more than one hundred thousand comrades, singing war songs and joining the army together. "

    Ma Wenlong couldn't help but stop what he was doing, and murmured to himself involuntarily: "Abandon my old pen, keep my wartime record, call out more than 100,000 comrades, sing war songs and join the army together" It seems that he has found it.  What kind of resonance may be a reflection of himself.

    As soon as the military song here fell, the military song of the New Fourth Army began to sing again: "The glorious Northern Expedition below the city of Wuchang, our names are stained with blood; we fought alone on Luoxiao Mountain, inheriting the special merits of the martyrs. " It's just this song  The song was too long, and there were too many tunes, so it became a bit chaotic while singing. However, everyone was very serious and worked very hard, and they all hoped that they could suppress the other party.

    ?????????????? Then there¡¯s the ¡°March of the Volunteers¡±, and the ¡°March of the Broadsword¡± again, etc. I wish I could sing all the songs that everyone knows how to sing.

    Zhang Xian and Ma Wenlong looked at each other, and then they both smiled heartily.

    This was truly the most enjoyable and fulfilling night. In the long years to come, Zhang Xian could never think of another night that could compare with this night.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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