The crazy legion Liu Zhe looked at the old man in front of him, and was silent for a long time, with a calm expression. This calmness is more terrifying than the devil's roar.

The old man looked at him, his body trembling, and he didn't know if he was angry or afraid. The two of them stared at each other in a puzzle, without saying a word. The Shaolin soldier looked at him, a little discouraged, muttering in his heart: "Are you wrong? I have tried my best to catch this old man? You slapped him twice. What's the point of crossing your eyes like this?"

Ha Ling pulled him gently and whispered: "This is politics, please don't care."

Shaolin Little Soldier said: "I hate politics!"

Liu Zhe finally spoke, his voice cold, with a hint of disgust and contempt without any concealment: "His Majesty the Emperor?"

The old man said, "Yes, General!" He raised his chin at the Shaolin soldier: "Reward him, this excellent hunting dog has captured the spiritual leader of Japan for you. This is even more severe than the blow to Japan that you eliminated the ten divisions of Japan!"

When the Shaolin soldier heard that he was a dog, he rushed up. Before he could speak, Ha Ling widened her eyes and grabbed the emperor's collar and slapped him in the face: "What did you say? I have the kind of saying it again!"

This slap was quite heavy, causing the Emperor's mouth to bleed, but his eyes became more arrogant and stubborn: "Are I wrong? Not only him, you, you, you, and you, you are all dogs from Beijing! Follow their orders to come to my country and kill wildly, throwing the minimum moral code behind your head. What is it if you are not a dog??"

Ha Ling was furious: "Believe it or not, I will hit your teeth back into your stomach with my palm!"

Liu Zhe waved his hand and said, "Harling, let him go."

Ha Ling retreated resentfully.

Liu Zhe carried his hands on his back and looked at the Emperor slightly with his head tilted, saying, "If we were hunting dogs, you were the wrecked dogs who were chased by us and were hiding in their own territory and were in a panic all day long. Isn't it more pitiful than us?"

A trace of green air flashed across the emperor's face, and he snorted, and said nothing.

Liu Zhe continued: "As for the moral code......" Suddenly, he poked out his hand and grabbed the emperor's collar with lightning. He stared at the emperor and said word by word: "Are you worthy of talking about moral codes to us? Go and see the pits of people in Shanxi, Hebei, look at the bloody evidence arrayed in the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall, then look at the heads and internal organ specimens soaked in the antiseptic liquid in the array room of the Unit 731, and then touch your conscience and ask yourself, are you worthy of talking about moral codes to us??"

A strong and violent murderous aura surged like a tsunami, almost submerged the emperor. He stared at Liu Zhe with his eyes widened in horror. Liu Zhe's eyes were like a black hole. The most humiliating time from the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 to the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan seemed to be condensed on him. Tens of millions of unjust souls cried and roared in the black hole, stretched out a pair of blood-filled hands to grab him, dragged him into the eighteen layers of hell to tear him into pieces! His arrogance was shattered, and fear grabbed his heart, and he said silly: "This is all......... This is all the things in the past.........."

"What happened in the past?" Liu Zhe sneered, pushing him back several steps, his eyes almost spitting out of fire, "No, it hasn't been over yet!" He took a deep breath, revealing a look of memories, "On July 7, 1938, my grandfather went out to work and came home. He encountered a small group of Japanese soldiers who were humiliating women in the village. In anger, he smashed all four guardless Japanese soldiers to death with a hoe...

The Emperor blinked his eyes. He could not know such small things, so he would not have the mood to care about them. However, for him, it was just a small thing, but for China, it was a big disaster, at least for that village.

"My grandfather beats so many Japanese soldiers to death, and knows that he has caused a big disaster. He packs up his things overnight and wants to escape. Who knew that as soon as he goes out, he sees a bunch of torches surrounding his home tightly. The people of the village, men, women, young and old, have come and surrounded him and say that he can't leave because he beats Japanese soldiers to death. If he leaves, your army will come to take revenge and cannot find anyone, they will kill all the villagers. They tie up my grandfather, my grandmother, and my father, and lock them up in the woodshed.

You won't let go... It's a surprise. The villagers were trembling in front of your soldiers. The dozens of young and strong men watched helplessly as four Japanese people smashed, robbed and burned women in the village, and even humiliated women. They didn't dare to say a word. However, in front of your own people who were much taller than your soldiers, in front of my grandfather, they were as fierce as a group of wolves, almost breaking my grandfather's legs! At that time, my grandfather was completely desperate, and the whole family was lying in the woodshed waiting for you to enter the village to ask for people."

The entire command center was silent, and everyone clenched their fists. Why did the War of Resistance last for eight years? In the end, it was the price of independence from Outer Mongolia to exchange for the Soviet Union to send troops to the Northeast, which forced the Japanese army to surrender and ended the war? On the one hand, the military was inferior to people, and on the other hand, the national strength was inferior to people. However, the numbness, cowardice and even self-interest of the people were also an important reason. Finland, which had a population of only four million, faced the Soviet Union with four million troops, and men who could use guns across the country were on the front line.

Even women spontaneously took action to transport supplies to the front-line army and even helped dig trenches. They united as one, making the extremely powerful Soviet Union pay a heavy price. Hundreds of thousands of Soviet troops turned into rigid corpses in the snow and ice of Finland, forcing the Soviet Union back to the negotiating table and saving its country at a relatively small price. However, China... China, with a population of 450 million, did not face more than one million dispatched troops against China at the most, but the entire battlefield was on one side.

Demon! I don’t know how many famous generals and warriors of the War of Resistance died under the guns of traitors, so many generals of the National Army said angrily that this battle cannot be fought, and there are traitors everywhere! Those scum who desperately bleed their compatriots to please the invaders are hateful, but the numbness and cowardice of the people are also crying. A few Japanese ronin who are holding the Rising Sun Flag can occupy a town, a few military police can manage a county with a population of nearly 100,000 and a few Japanese soldiers can take one

Hundreds of people in the village killed all of them, and few people resisted! Those who were determined to resist would be stopped immediately. They were afraid, fearing that these people who dared to resist were even more afraid of the butcher knife of the invader! Perhaps they really regarded themselves as ignorant plants and trees, and could cut them, and thought it was natural. If anyone wanted to resist, they would think that this person must be crazy and would bring disaster to them. With such a "cooperation" common people, it is no wonder that the Japanese army could massacre more than 30 million Chinese people during the War of Resistance!

"It was getting dawn, my grandfather said to my grandmother: 'The Japanese won't let us go. If they hand us over to the Japanese, we can't even die. So, bite off our tongue and commit suicide. At least we'll die just like this." My grandmother cried and agreed. Fortunately, at this moment, a gangster who was usually very annoying came in from the dog hole, cut off the rope that tied my grandfather and the others with a sickle, and stuffed a few big cakes into my grandmother's hands, asking my grandfather to take his family with him and go to a place where he is not afraid of the Japanese. No one will stop him from fighting the Japanese!"

The matter behind it was simple. Liu Zhe's grandfather took his whole family to escape from the village by night. He went to the guerrilla area and joined the guerrilla team. The gangster who let their whole family escape was handed over to the Japanese army by the villagers as the murderer who killed Japanese soldiers and was torn apart by the wolfdog.

"When I was a child, my father often told me this story. Every time I heard it, I felt it was hard to understand why those villagers not only did not help fight the Japanese, but also handed over my grandfather to the Japanese!" Liu Zhe stared at the Emperor, and a burst of anger burned in his eyes. "When I grew up and visited the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall, the mass grave and the ruins of the 731st Army Headquarters, I finally understood. They were afraid of you, fearing you, the group of bloodthirsty devils who made fun of killing people! They were afraid of you more than death! I swear in my heart that in my lifetime, I must return this fear to you with the principal and profit! They killed 30 million us and rooted the endless fear into the bone marrow of the remaining 40 million people to try to destroy their courage to resist. Then I will use 60 million corpses to return you and wash away the fear deep in their souls with the serum of 60 million Japanese people!"

The Emperor was shocked and took a step back.

Liu Zhe did not press over again, saying word by word: "The War of Resistance has not ended yet. Although forty years have passed, Tokyo has been destroyed and you have become a prisoner, this war is still not over. As long as I am still alive, it will not end. Now, tell me where did the dog bastard Takahashi escape?"

The emperor had a fight with teeth: "Don't think about it!"

Liu Zhe sneered: "I don't want to say it? It doesn't matter. If you don't say it, I will kill each city one by one, kill all the people in every city, and one day I will kill that bastard."

The emperor looked dissatisfied and shouted loudly: "You are anti-human! You butcher!"

Liu Zhe said: "I didn't treat you as human beings at all, how can I talk about anti-humanity?" He waved his hand, "Harling, take him down and ask a plane to take him to Beijing."

The emperor shouted: "You... kill me, I would rather die than be insulted like this!"

Liu Zhe smiled coldly again: "You don't have to say whether you die or live, but I don't have to say it! If the leader hadn't spoken, I would have let the wolf dog tear you apart, and let you taste the pain of our benefactor before his death! But since the leader wants to see you, I naturally have to do it and you will be lucky. When you arrive in Beijing, remember to kowtow to the veterans and the people who have experienced the War of Resistance and say sorry, and be more sincere, this is what you owe us!"

The emperor was trembling all over, pointing at Liu Zhe's hand and trembling constantly, unable to speak. Ha Ling said impatiently: "Let's go, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you have been shaking for a long time, so you might as well keep some strength to tell our chief!" He grabbed the emperor's hair with one hand and dragged it out directly, like dragging a dead dog. The emperor's tears were thunderous, and he struggled desperately but to no avail. The grief, anger, and humiliation in his heart can be imagined.

The military reporters outside rushed to press the shutter, and the light kept flashing. Not long after, the emperor's most embarrassing and pitiful photos made headlines in more than 300 newspapers, spreading them all over the world, causing an uproar. The unethical Liu Zhe even made millions of flyers and used planes to scatter them to the city that was still resisting, so that the Japanese soldiers and civilians there would also appreciate the emperor's "heroic posture", needless to say. I don't know how many Japanese people were so angry that their hair was upright, and they cursed and claimed that they were irreconcilable with the Chinese army. More people developed a feeling of sympathy for His Majesty the Emperor... It turns out that you, who are packaged like gods, are not much better than us!

The image of the emperor was shattered by Liu Zhe in the roughest way, and the spiritual beacons of the Japanese people disappeared.
Chapter completed!