It felt like more than ten minutes was longer than an hour. I don’t know if it wasn’t enough fuel or if I really didn’t find the target. After more than ten minutes, the Japanese plane finally flew away, and Hu Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

After another half an hour, the Japanese plane never came back, so Hu Fei took his troops back on the journey. Wanghaishan could not stay anymore. Where should we go next? Should we find another mountain to continue to occupy the mountain as king, or find an opportunity to attack the Japanese and make some noise? Hu Fei was thinking about the gains and losses of interests and silently assessing the feasibility of several plans.

According to the report of the Cavalry Regiment, there are eight trenches in front of them. Eight trenches are a big town shop, which was called Zhen'anbao in the Ming Dynasty. It is said that there is a beacon tower built hundreds of years ago in the fort. Once foreign tribes invade, they will light up the fire at night and light up the wolf smoke during the day, and can be seen dozens of miles away.

Hu Fei has heard of it but has never been to Badao Tui. It’s okay to forget it. Since I have passed by here today, isn’t it quite meaningful to go and see the beacon tower built hundreds of years ago? Take a look.

The situation of the Badao Trench is unknown, so the large army must not be able to drive in directly. Hu Fei trapped the troops three miles away, and he led a group of elite guards and several senior generals rode into the Badao Trench.

The countrymen had never seen the world before. When they saw a large group of people rushing into the town in a furious manner, they were already scared to hide on the roadside. The streets were still bustling just now, and in the blink of an eye, there was no one in the middle of the street!

It is said that no one on the street was convenient for riding a horse, but Hu Fei always felt awkward. Seeing the common people huddled on both sides of the street and looked at him with curiosity in fear, he no longer had the intention to sit on the horse. He couldn't say that he could turn over and jump off the horse, and clasped his fists at the crowd on the roadside: "Dear fellow villagers, everyone, everyone is pretty good."

No one answered his words, Hu Fei didn't feel embarrassed, and coughed and continued to talk to the people: "Friends, we are the first volunteer army in the anti-Japanese war. I passed by you today, there is no other meaning. I just heard that there is a beacon tower for the Ming Dynasty here. I am very interested and come here to take a look."

It was here to browse the ancient monuments! The people in the town breathed a sigh of relief, but they still did not relax their vigilance.

"Friends, who can tell me where the beacon tower is here?"

"I know!" Just when Hu Fei thought he had to continue living in vain, someone came out of the crowd. He was about forty years old, with a little black beard with a horoscope and a six-petal melon-skin hat on his head. This man did not just point a direction in place, but walked to Hu Feima and bowed, "Sir, what kind of troops are you in?"

Which army? This question is a bit strange, but Hu Fei knew exactly what he meant, "We are the national army, the national army under the jurisdiction of the Military Commission."

"Are you really a national army? Are you a regular army of our country?" The man repeated half-believingly.

"Is there any fake?" Hu Fei frowned and a thought came to his mind, "This is my officer certificate, like a fake one to replace the national army." As he said that, Hu Fei took out a small red book from his arms, which was the officer certificate issued to him by the National Government.

The fellow melon hat stretched his neck and widened his eyes and identified carefully, nodding repeatedly, "It's really a national army, it's really a national army." Then his eyes began to turn red, "Since you are really the commander of the national army, you are here in the right place! Villagers! Have you all seen it? These commanders are all national army, and they are real national army!"

The people in the town seemed to suddenly get alive, and all kinds of jokes and shouts appeared at the same time. Many curious people walked to Hu Fei and the others, looking at these tall and long-legged war horses curiously. Some pointed at the swords and guns worn by the generals, and their faces were full of envy.

"Sir, if you don't dislike it, please go to the humble house for a few drinks. After the meal, I will take you to visit the beacon tower!" Gua Pie Hat took the initiative to invite her to dinner, and she also recommended herself to be a guide.

Although this person's behavior is absolutely suspicious, Hu Fei doesn't care at all. Someone around him has a gun, and he is a master. How easy is it for ordinary people to plot against him? Besides, looking at the appearance of this melon-shaped hat, he doesn't look like a traitor and evil person, and probably doesn't have any bad intentions. Of course, what should be asked is still to ask: "Who is sir?"

"Oh, here is Yu Shouren, the chief of the eight trenches. Please don't misunderstand, sir, I am not a Japanese man, I was appointed by the commander when the commander was in power." Chief Yu introduced himself to Hu Fei proudly.

It turned out that he was the local security chief, so he had a good relationship. Since there was such a semi-official local figure who came over with him, Hu Fei certainly welcomed him. If he had, he would be bothered with the hospitality? That would be even better. He didn't happen to have dinner, so he filled his stomach while asking for information, so he would not delay.

The chief of staff prepared stewed pork with pickled cabbage, stewed with mountain mushrooms, and some local specialties. He put a full table and served a jar of locally brewed daughter red, and the wine and food were all there. A group of people sat around the table, Hu Fei picked up the wine glass and met the audience, and the banquet officially began.

The table is delicious, let's do it! Yu Shouren introduced the special taste of each dish on the side. Hu Fei picked up the chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. There was only one word in his mind: it smells good! Let Yu Baochang beside him and make a joke, Hu Fei only cares about eating it happily.

The guests and guests had fun all the time. After the meal, they brought in fragrant tea and fruits. Yu Shouren began to introduce the local cultural terrain under Hu Fei's inquiry. He did not go through the system organization. Anyway, he said wherever he thought of it, and slowly poured out one by one.

After September 18th, Badaoqi also experienced the turmoil of war. First, the Japanese came, killed a few people, and robbed a batch of food and left. Then the Volunteers came, fighting many battles with the Japanese, and they didn't know how many people died. More than 60% of the eight trenches had male members participating in the Volunteers' Army. As a result, the Volunteers were defeated and left, and the Japanese came to harm them and left.

Later, the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces also came, and many big and small battles were fought. The people of the Badao Tube suffered enough and hated the Japanese. Two times the Japanese had occupied Badao Tubes, but the local people would rather go into the mountains to escape than stay in their hometowns to serve as obedient people for the Japanese.
Chapter completed!