The number of prisoners of war suddenly increased by more than 15,000 was really enough. There was no such big place in Luojin County for them to live in, and there was no need to think about the field tents that were already in short supply.

If these already weak prisoners of war and clothes were allowed to sleep in the cold wind of late autumn, then I don’t know how many people would fall down the next morning.

It was still all the young and strong men waiting to join the army in Luojin County and the more than 5,000 people rescued from the Wenzhangguan prisoner camp, led by the Independent Regiment's baggage company stationed in Luojin County, and only built more than 2,000 temporary shacks in a daytime in several wide valleys in the Xuehuashan area.

In it, a yellowish quilt suit taken out of the captured Black Hawk Army supplies was laid, which basically guaranteed a single person. Even a set of Black Hawk Army winter clothes that had no time to re-dye were handed out.

The prisoners of war, whose clothes were so torn to resist the cold in the late autumn wind, didn't care whether it was yellow or yellow. They wrapped themselves around and slept warmly for a long time before talking about it.

At this moment, everyone was wearing the captured Black Hawk Army winter clothes and stood neatly on the relatively spacious valley floor at the foot of the mountain. At first glance, those who didn't understand even thought that the lieutenant generals of the kingdom were inspecting the Black Hawk Army!

However, this valley is still a bit too small for prisoners of war with a total number of more than 20,000. The more than 5,000 prisoners of war who were rescued from Wenzhang Pass were named Avenge Camp by Liu Lang because they had enough food and drink in the past two days, so they simply stood along the hillside along the mountain.

Those who can face Liu Lang face-to-face are mainly more than 15,000 prisoners of war just rescued yesterday. As for the 200 patriots and underground parties who exchanged the school's corpses with the Black Hawk Army, they have long been taken away by the 12th Division.

This was not the first time that the last prisoners of war on the northern battlefield of the kingdom had faced the commander who was about to give them a lecture. However, it was difficult for them not to look at the fat colonel standing in front of them, standing as straight as a green pine, and the eagle and wolf looked at their fat colonel.

That person is famous in the 29th Army, almost everyone knows it; that person is the most iron-blooded soldier who emerged from nowhere; that person is also the most cold-blooded and ruthless soldier. It was him who ordered that more than fifty machine guns built a wall of bullets in front of the running crowd, and anyone who dared to disobey the military order would be shot and killed mercilessly.

Liu Lang was looking at them, and they were also staring at Liu Lang.

One person vs. Ten thousand people, Liu Lang had no expression or spoke, and he stood upright in an extremely standard military posture.

Perhaps he was resentful of Liu Lang's previous order to shoot bullets and suppress the military orders of all men. The prisoners of war who were once a little lazy at the beginning to finally responded with the military posture they thought were the most standard.

Whether he was a soldier or a model soldier, once an officer or a new recruit, in the provocation of Liu Lang's cold but standard military posture, almost all prisoners of war gave their own answers with their actions. It was derived from the language between soldiers, even if you just stayed in the military camp for a day.

a long time......

In such a huge valley, with more than 20,000 people, it was actually a bit terrifying.

Even you can hear the fierce heartbeat in the chest of the soldier at the end of the queue and his heavier breathing.

Standing in a military posture is not only a technical job, but also a physical job. For these prisoners who have just walked out of the prison camp for only seven hours, it is also a huge burden. Finally, some people couldn't help but move their legs and ankles quietly.

Liu Lang's mouth, which was pursed tightly, looked a little cold, and the metallic voice spread throughout the audience, "I believe that most of you already know who I am. Yes, that's right, I am Liu Lang, the leader of the Independent Corps who cooperated with the 29th Army five years ago, and he was also the fat man who ordered the shot at you yesterday."

The row of generals and schoolmen behind Liu Lang almost twitched their mouths together. It’s so damn. This way of introducing themselves to appear by scolding themselves is really unique!

The beautiful reporter's little hand was shaking when he was recording. Writing like this, will the people across the country laugh and suck? If there is such a nickname, my son, no, what will he think in the future?

Liu Xueyuan reporter, the beating range of his thinking was a little bit too big. But his writing turned the fat man who was uncovered in Langpang's mouth into the superior.

"Yes, although there is no expression on your face, your eyes tell me that no matter whether I am the heroic leader who led the ancient city regiment to beat the 8th Division and won the highest medal of honor, but when I ordered you to shoot at you who were already crazy by the desire to survive, I was the fat man you identified in your eyes and in your heart. If possible, you even fantasized about how to throw bricks and hit me with a stick bag yesterday

Including the shooting of black guns, at that moment, you have long forgotten who exchanged you out of the prisoner-of-war camp. Anyone who blocks your escape is your life and death enemy." Liu Lang continued to roar. "So, when I stood here, even if your legs and feet were sore and weak, you would not want to sit down, but you still stood like me. It was nothing more than just trying to tell me, fat man, you wait for me, and one day I will repay this hatred."

The prisoners of war continued to be silent.

I have to say that the fat man in front of me really understands people's hearts. That's what they think.

"Then I will tell you a fact. My damn really regretted it a long time ago. I shouldn't have shot at you." Liu Lang's voice suddenly increased by at least twice. In everyone's shocked eyes, "I should order you to shoot at you trashmen. Since you lost your queue, from the moment you just want to survive, abandon your companions, and even rush towards the friendly positions."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! With a "boom", the prisoners of war were in an uproar.

This fat man is really beyond their imagination. What he said is the regret that he did not shoot at them? Moreover, he also said that they were trash in front of more than 10,000 people?

However, Liu Lang did not continue to speak, but looked at the prisoners of war who were excited and coldly until their voices were slightly lower.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "What? You said you are trash, are you not convinced?"

"Sir, we are not trash." Some prisoners of war responded in the queue.

"We were not convinced. The Black Hawk Empire used various means in the prisoner-of-war camp, wanting us to be the second five, but we did not surrender." A burly prisoner of war who was a northern man separated the crowd and stepped out, untied the black hawk army's yellow cotton jacket on his body, threw it on the ground, facing the prisoners, exposing his thin chest, pointing to the layers of scars on his chest that had not yet completely grown, and said proudly: "They stipulate that whenever they see the guards, they will whip five whips first. In two months, I have been given more than 60 whips."

He pointed his hand at the queue and shouted: "The brothers from the 6th Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 29th Army Independent Brigade have come out and let me see if you are all trash as Chief Liu said."

With the roar of prisoners of war, about a hundred people walked out of the queues, looked at each other excitedly, and then lined up in neat rows and ran to the naked prisoners of war.

"There are only 143 people, and my company should be full of 152 people, and there are still 9 people?" After carefully scanning the queue several times, the prisoners of war changed their faces.

"Company Commander, on the seventh day after we were separated, the third son was starved to death by them because he did not kneel down to wipe the military boots for the Black Hawk Empire guards! Woooo~~~~~" A young man in his twenties suddenly burst into tears.

The burly prisoner of war had a pale face, and large tears rolled out from his sockets. After a while of silence, he shouted: "Everyone turned back and took off his clothes."

The prisoners of war took off their tops.

They were all very thin, and under the raised high shoulder blades were almost clearly visible rib bone marks. Obviously, hunger alone had almost tortured these once strong men.

Of course, in addition to the common characteristic of being thin, there are also various scars that cover the shoulders and almost no one can survive.

The burly man in his thirty years shone with pride in tears. He suddenly turned back to face Liu Lang, stared at Liu Lang fiercely, and shouted almost word by word: "Report to the commander, I don't know anyone else. My 6th company has no cowards. They are all good things, they are not trash."

Liu Lang's face turned cold and said, "Lieutenant, you and your soldiers are very good, I admit it. But, sorry, I can't take back my words. In my eyes, you are still trash."

The audience suddenly silenced.

Including a row of generals behind Liu Lang.

The lieutenant company commander and his soldiers, with their thin bodies and scars, had shown their unyielding submission in the prisoner-of-war camp, which was excellent enough.

Even, they are so outstanding that they cannot be better. In such an environment where they are captured by the Black Hawk Army in life and death, even if they are themselves, they cannot do better than these ordinary officers and soldiers.

The scapula that raised high due to extreme malnutrition, the only skinny ribs and layers of scars are the best medals for warriors to be indomitable.

The lieutenant prisoner war's eyes were even more irritating, and his thin chest was violently undulating, and even his fists were clenched.

Obviously, if Liu Lang could not give him a satisfactory answer, he would fight to the death, even if Liu Lang was a colonel, he was just a lieutenant, and there were soldiers under Liu Lang's command.

"Your performance of your failure to surrender in the prisoner-of-war camp is worthy of respect, but the medal of the warrior should not be just a whip mark. The blood of the warrior should not be left in the enemy prisoner-of-war camp, but flowing on the land under your feet. This land is the land left to us by our ancestors, you and us, let the land groan under the iron hooves of the Black Hawk Army. This is the shame of every soldier in the kingdom." Liu Lang roared coldly. "If you want to wash away the shame, only blood is the only sacrifice. But where should our sacrifice be? Tell me with scars that it is your unyielding medal. Then, I will let you take a good look at what the real medal of the warrior is."

"Lin Li, Liu Dazhu, Ling Hong, Zhou Shiyu, Zhao Ergou, Xiao Fenghua, Ye Zifei..." As Liu Lang called out one by one, the officers of the Independent Regiment, who were either lieutenant colonels or majors, trotted and quickly ran to Liu Lang to gather.

"There are all, except the top." Liu Lang roared.

Including himself, a group of lieutenant and major collectively took off their military uniforms and exposed their strong chests.

Everyone's eyes were frozen.

None of the middle and low-level officers who are the cornerstone of the army are intact. The dark scars that are as big as babies' fists are obviously gunshot wounds, and the red suture wounds that are like centipedes are naturally bayonet wounds. Such terrifying wounds are actually seen in these lieutenant-level majors.

Liu Xueyuan's eyes also stopped, and he stopped beside one of them. She suddenly reached out and covered her mouth, for fear that she would cry, but there were large tears rolling down Danfeng's eyes.

She never thought that there would be so many injuries on a person's body, from behind to his chest, all of them were full of injuries.

It hurt so much that her heart was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

She was not proud at all, even if the man she loved deeply proved to everyone with the medal on his body that he was the best soldier of this era, and he deserved the two highest medals of honor on his chest.

She just felt distressed, irrepressible. The glory that belonged to the warrior seemed to be cut into her heart with one knife.
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