In an instant, an unspeakable emotion, bitter and warmth, surged from the bottom of my heart. The sound of the Beiyang Navy officers and soldiers conveying passwords in English echoed in their ears.

It was an extremely desolate and distant feeling. What you touched seemed to be the soul of the Dingyuan warship that had been enclosed in it for a hundred years.

Of course, we know that maybe the afterglow of the afternoon sun made the remains of a hundred years seem to have the feeling of life, and a passage of text suddenly passed through my mind...

The Israelites crossed the Wailing Wall, and the Huns crossed the Qilian Mountains.

If you pass, you will cry. - Sasu

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In the early morning, Nishiyuanji took his secretary and quietly went to the negotiation location booked by the contact person. There, negotiators sent by the National Defense Forces would arrive.

Then, the two sides will negotiate to end the battle. Nishienji knew that despite the fact that the National Defense Forces had a lot of chips, they would still hope to end the war as soon as possible.

Domestic construction and Southeast Asian stability are extremely important to them. As long as the conditions are appropriate, it is not impossible to stop fighting against Japan.

"Hahaha... The name of Prime Minister Nishiyuan Temple has been admired for a long time! I saw it today and it deserves its name! Fortunately! Very lucky! Hahaha..."

As soon as he saw Xiyuan Temple coming, Yang Yuting laughed and greeted her. The name of Xiyuan Temple, Yang Yuting, was certainly revered for a long time, but it was a bit bad if he smiled so hard.

"I have long admired Mr. Neighbor Ge's name. I have seen him today. It is also a great honor..." Xiyuan Temple bowed deeply to Yang Yuting and said softly: "How dare you speak out for the defeated general?! Please don't make fun of Mr. Neighbor Ge..."

"Mr. Nishimotoji is modest. You are a political veteran in your country! As early as the Meiji period, you have already started to serve as the Prime Minister of the Empire. It has been decades so far, no matter whether you are old or experienced, how can you compare with you..."

Yang Yuting looked at Xiyuan Temple and said sincerely: "This is a junior, respect for the senior..."

Xiyuan Temple bowed deeply again, and after a while, the two sides began to get to the point. This negotiation was very well prepared.

Hirohito's minimum requirement for Nishinoji is that the National Defense Forces must ensure the status of the Japanese royal family in Japan. The rest are easy to discuss.

The condition set by Nishiyuan Temple for itself is to try to preserve the army as much as possible. Even if it becomes a vassal again, it is acceptable. If the war compensation is less, the amount is less.

Try to keep the country intact as much as possible. If not, at least the national integrity of Japan should be maintained. As for the outer islands, if they cannot be maintained, then you can hand over them over.

Unfortunately, Nishiyuan Temple did not know that Yang Yuting and the coalition government had such a big appetite. In this regard, the two sides were already irreconcilable...

"This is a gift from the Japanese?!" Chen Shaokuan frowned and looked at the big boxes and asked, "What is it in it? Have you checked it?"

"After checking, it was filled with a bunch of steel plates and wood wheels. But we can't tell what it was." The Marine Corps commander who sent the goods was also confused.

"We checked it several times and found no dangerous items. But I always feel that the steel plates and wooden wheels sent by the Japanese are weird..."

After saying this, the regiment commander turned his head but found that Chen Shaokuan was trembling all over. He glanced at the commander of the Navy Combined Fleet in confusion. He didn't understand why he was so excited.

But Chen Shaokuan tried to walk forward, but his adjutant thought it was dangerous to hold him back. But this adjutant was thrown away by Chen Shaokuan!

Chen Shaokuan suddenly rushed to an open box, grabbed a huge wooden ring, and tears appeared in his eyes...

"Oh my God...this is...this is..."

"These are the wreckage of the Beiyang Navy's Dingyuan ship..." At some point, the elderly Sa Zhenbing came to the scene. He looked at these Mulun and said tremblingly: "This is the invincible warship that my Beiyang Navy once dominated Asia, and the largest ship in East Asia - the Dingyuan's steering wheel!!"

The Marine Corps Commander who transported these boxes was stunned when he heard this. Then he roared: "Press up all the Japanese who sent these things to me! Hurry up!"

After hearing that these were the wreckage of the Beiyang Navy's warship Dingyuan, all the naval soldiers who received Japanese gifts at the port were excited.

Countless men were red with their eyes. With the Marine Corps soldiers, they escorted the Japanese entourage who had given gifts to Sa Zhenbing in front of Sa Zhenbing in a few seconds.

These naval men looked ashen and had red eyes. As long as these Japanese people didn't say a word, they could just take the sword and kill these Japanese people!

"Say!! If you don't say something about it today, I'll just peel you off here!" The captain roared, looking at his extremely ferocious face, the Japanese priest who came to give the gift was weak...

"This... this is the wreckage of the Dingyuan, which was once the Beiyang Navy. After the Dingyuan destroyed itself, some of the wreckage was salvaged by our navy. A year later, these wreckages were bought by Ono Takasuke and the Dingyuan Pavilion was built..."

The priest was frightened and cried. He sobbed at Sa Zhenbing and others, and said, "I am Sanzhi Maya, the priest of Tianman Palace Shrine. This matter does not matter to us! The Prime Minister just asked us to explain the origin of these things..."

"Then you just explain it carefully, just explain it clearly..." Sa Zhenbing had gradually recovered his spirit at this time and said coldly to the Japanese priest: "Speak clearly, you will be fine. You can't explain clearly..."

"We are from the Dingyuan Pavilion in Fukuoka. These are the building materials that the Prime Minister of Nishimotoji ordered us to dismantle..." The priest named Sanzhi said in a crying voice.

"Legendly, these are the wreckage of the Beiyang Navy's Dingyuan warship. One year after the war, Mr. Takasuke Ono and built the Dingyuan Pavilion. But no one lives in the Dingyuan Pavilion because it will be haunted..."

Sa Zhenbing was trembling at this time, pointing at the boxes with his fingers tremblingly: "Disassembly...disassembly!disassembly!disassembly!!"

The boxes were quickly disassembled, but the boxes and the canvas were filled with logs and large pieces of steel plates.

"Oh my God... It's really my Dingyuan!!" Sa Zhenbing walked to these broken wooden blocks and crossed the strips. He stroked the bullet marks on it and cried bitterly...

All the naval soldiers in the port, looking at the once glorious First East Asia warship and the wreckage of the warship that was once stained with the blood of their ancestors, couldn't help but burst into tears...

The Dingyuan ship and its sister ship Zhenyuan ship were improved Saxony-class armored ships made by Germany, and are also the most powerful battleship in the Beiyang Navy.

The Japanese Navy was very afraid of these two warships, and even promoted the game of sinking Dingyuan and Zhenyuan among children. Dingyuan and Zhenyuan ships fought desperately as the main force of the Beiyang Navy in the Dadonggou naval battle.

Although the Beiyang Fleet suffered heavy losses in this battle, the Japanese army could not do anything to the two iron armored ships, Dingyuan and Zhenyuan. The commander of the British Far East Fleet, who was watching the battle on the nearby sea, commented: "If Japan cannot completely wipe out the Chinese army, there are two large ships of the towering iron armored ships."

During the melee, Dingyuan and Zhenyuan's 305mm heavy artillery hit the Japanese flagship Matsushima one after another, causing it to be severely damaged, and the Japanese fleet had to take the lead in withdrawing from the battlefield.

However, the heroic battle of the Dingyuan ship could not save the entire situation. On February 4, 1895, the Dingyuan ship was seriously injured and stranded by a Japanese torpedo boat in Weihai Guard. Soon, the Beiyang Navy was defeated. The Dingyuan ship leader Liu Buchan committed suicide, and the Dingyuan ship, which had been stranded under the enemy command, had been blown up...

"This is bulkhead armor..." Sa Zhenbing stroked the steel plate with huge hideous bullet holes, and burst into tears: "This is the boat paddle, this is the bulkhead plate, this is the cross-truss of the Dingyuan ship..."

Touching the same material, Sa Zhenbing could even tell which part of the Dingyuan ship they once belonged to. He could even tell. Their specific locations were named.

Suddenly, Sa Zhenbing's words stopped. He stared at a huge Mulun blankly, with the words "The servo of the Qing** ship Dingyuan" engraved on the Mulun ring.

"Damn you, the eighth generation of Japanese ancestors!! Who carved the words on it?!" Sa Zhenbing suddenly roared, pointed at the wooden wheel with his fingers trembling, and roared: "This is the wheel heart of my Dingyuan Ruler! Who dares to carve on it?! Who can carve on it?!"

A group of people suddenly turned their heads and glared at Sanzhi. Seeing the priest suddenly fell to the ground and cried, "It's not me who engraved it! This word has been engraved long ago. Legend has it that it was written by Yuki Ito, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese Joint Fleet during the Japanese-Qing Dynasty War, indicating that the Japanese Navy's takeoff began with the victory over the Beiyang Navy..."

A group of naval soldiers couldn't help but get angry when they heard this. Several angry naval soldiers didn't know where to find the knife and wanted to shovel the engravings.

"Don't shovel it away! Keep it!" Suddenly, Sa Zhenbing, who was covered in tears, roared lowly. After hearing this, the angry naval soldiers put away the knife and stood aside with a pale face.

"Save it! I want it to warn our navy and the Chinese nation! What kind of humiliation did we suffer when we were weak!" Sa Zhenbing roared with red eyes and whispered: "These words must not be shoveled away, they must be kept! Protect them and put them at the door of the Naval Academy!!"

"Build a sign for me under this wheel heart. Every naval soldier entering the Naval Academy must read the words on it for me! I want to engrave a sentence in their hearts!" But Sa Zhenbing paused and roared loudly: "If you fall behind, you will be beaten!!"

Several military doctors saw Sa Zhenbing so excited, and couldn't help but walk to him with concern to try to calm his emotions. The old man in his 80s would be unable to afford it if something happened.

Seeing this, Sa Zhenbing shook his head and pointed at Sanzhi and said, "You! Come here, you just said that our warship was haunted?! Tell me what's going on?"

Sanzhi was searched by the man guarding the mountain dog who had come out of nowhere and was pushed to Sa Zhenbing at the fastest speed. Sanzhi was about to wet his pants now, but in fact his tears had already shed a lot.

The men around him looked at him like wolves. Sanzhi did not doubt that if something was wrong with him, they would immediately be torn to pieces by them.

"I heard it too. After the Dingyuan Pavilion was completed, some people went there to stay, but in the middle of the night, they were vaguely seeing figures walking around. They were all wearing Chinese sailor uniforms..."

"A thief once went to Dingyuan Hall to steal things, but heard a very majestic voice asking 'Chun'. The thief was so scared that he surrendered himself in the police station. Later, some people said that this was the voice of "who" people in southern China..."

"Someone came to stay after drinking, and woke up and found that he was leaning against the iron gate of the villa. After three days, he could not lift his waist, as if he was beaten. Some people said that not only did he not enter Dingyuan Hall after drinking, but he could not wear clothes in a bad manner. Because Dingyuan was originally a warship, and the military rules were not allowed to drink, nor was he allowed to wear clothes in a bad manner. If he violated it, he would suffer from back pain and leg pain..."

Listening to these words, Sa Zhenbing suddenly burst into tears. He knew that he knew. These were those endless heroic spirits. The officers and soldiers who were injured and killed in the Dingyuan ship fell on these materials.

They are all warriors who fight to the end with the enemy. How can the back of such a warlike Dingyuan ship be free of those heroic spirits who cannot return home but still remain?!

Perhaps it was already destined to be. The old man from Beiyang lived to bring these heroes home. He used his warships to completely defeat the Japanese Navy that had successfully attacked!

Then, welcoming these heroes who have never been lost in foreign lands will return to the motherland!!

"After Ono Takasuke's death, his descendants set up spiritual seats in Dingyuan Pavilion. They said, "Pray for the blessings of the loyal and brave officers and soldiers who are enemies, even if they are enemies, they will continue to fire as long as they are not buried in the belly of fish, and will pray for the good fortune of the loyal and brave soldiers of the country.'..."

"But Dingyuan Pavilion is still haunted. There is no way to live in it. So, they handed Dingyuan Pavilion to our Tianman Palace Shrine..."

Sanzhi finished speaking, but Sa Zhenbing, the old man with a gorgeous hair, hugged his head and cried in a chair. Sobbing sounds were everywhere in the port...

"Let Chengzhang pack up Liugong Island in Weihaiwei, and we will welcome these heroes home now!" Sa Zhenbing suddenly stood up and roared: "Let the Air Force send paper money and incense and candles! I want to sacrifice these comrades in the sea, I... want to take them home with me!"

"Yes!!" Chen Shaokuan stood up and replied loudly in tears.

The news that the wreckage of the Dingyuan was returned by the Japanese spread throughout the National Defense Forces. Tu Mengben personally ordered the prisoner of the Japanese aircraft carrier and the National Defense Forces' own aircraft carrier, together with the captured Japanese warships, to send the remains back.

At the same time, all navy soldiers were ordered to wear formal clothes and telegram to request the coalition government to draft a tribute to welcome the return of the Dingyuan.

The news quickly spread throughout China through newspapers and radio. Countless people were in tears, thinking of the naval soldiers who fought hard on the sea and refused to take a step back.

They were wandering in foreign lands, which was once a pain that every Chinese dared not raise. Now, they are coming back. They are going to be welcomed by the glorious Chinese Navy!

Everyone was extremely excited, and countless people flocked to Weihai. In order to personally welcome the heroic spirit and return to the motherland.

Chinese representatives from China’s United Government Chairman Lin Sen, Chinese Prime Minister Yan Zhengqing, provinces, autonomous regions, North Korea, Thailand, Myanmar, Malay, etc., have sent Chinese representatives to welcome the heroic spirits.

Even the Soviet Union, Britain and the United States, which were fighting fiercely, sent their own representatives to participate in the welcoming ceremony. The imperial capital Baiyun Temple specially drafted a sacrificial article for this, and hundreds of Taoist and Buddhists rushed to Weihai.

The negotiations have not made any progress, but the gift given by Nishiyuanji has caused a great sensation. The remains of the Dingyuan, a Dingyuan rudder wheel sent to the Yasukuni Shrine, and a donated rudder wheel were all taken back.

They were also seriously injured and captured, and eventually died in the remains of the former Beiyang Navy soldiers of Japan. They were all sent to the national defense and front line by the Japanese, and then carefully arranged and returned to the country.

After arranging everything, Tu Mengben chose to go to the Beiyang Navy Memorial Hall on Liugong Island to welcome these heroes who had been wandering outside...

On April 30, 1942, Liugong Island was in a state of solemnity. The huge warship slowly revealed its extremely ferocious head on the sea.

The crowd faced the rising sun and watched the warships slowly leaning towards Liugong Island. When the fleet approached, people saw that there was a special large ship in the central area of ​​the fleet.

The big ship was painted white, and a huge banner was hung on the ship. The banner was written in black and white with dragons and phoenixes, saying: The heroic spirit of the Beiyang Navy is back!

"Here... he's finally... he's finally back..." On Liugong Island, countless people cried bitterly. The elderly people can't forget how the navy that made them proud fell back then.

They can't forget the roar of those proud and unyielding soldiers in the artillery fire. These days, they have cried countless times when they look at the news in the newspaper about the heroes' unresolved in Japan.

At this moment, these heroic spirits were finally returned...

The fleet slowly stopped outside the port, and only the big white ship slowly leaned towards the shore.

"Crash the cannons!!" The captain of the military band took a step forward, pulled out his sword and roared. Then the rumbling cannons rang on the shore. Monks and Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes and monk robes came out one after another and stood in two rows on the shore.

At this time, the ship slowly opened the front deck. Teams of soldiers wearing military uniforms, holding urns in their hands, and under the cover of the solemn soldiers holding black umbrellas beside them, they slowly stepped out of the ship.

They walked between the monks and Taoist priests, expressionless. Behind them were teams of soldiers carrying the wood and the deck.

They were also wearing military uniforms, but they carried horizontal wood on their shoulders. Tied on the ropes of the horizontal wood were the pieces of wood and steel plates, and the most important rudder wheel.

"Ah~ My heroic spirit is back..." When the soldiers walked to the port and stood in line, Yan Zhengqing slowly stepped out and stood on the altar. Using his low voice, he recited the sacrificial text.

At this moment, the originally clear sky suddenly roared with thunder. Then, a drizzle drizzled. In the sacrifice, people's tears mixed with the rain, but they could not tell...
Chapter completed!