"The Battle of 131, also known as the Haicheng Incident, was the first and longest war in the modern history that was waged between China and the East in the eighth year of China. The Haicheng army united as one. , Taking the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway as the boundary, in a situation of isolation and helplessness, he guarded Haicheng for 36 days."

"Historians call this battle a continuation of World War I, or the beginning of World War II..."

In the bright and clean classroom, the two blackboards were pulled apart, and the built-in LCD screen played black and white images.

The gray-haired teacher on the podium bowed his back slightly, explaining a history lesson today.

Rows of students in blue and white school uniforms were lying down, leaning back, or sitting upright, all looking up and listening.

A boy in the window seat squinted and listened for a while, then yawned in distress.

I am really not interested in boring history lessons, but I am more interested in the history celebrities in the graffiti textbooks, and they are more interested in fashionable makeovers. Withdrew his pretentious, focused gaze, ‌ reached out and touched the drawer, and found two highlighters, one green and one yellow.

Flip through the history book, ‌ familiarly search for objects suitable for transformation in the content of this lesson.

Suddenly, the hand that flipped the page stopped.

Looking at the two photos printed on the page, opened mouth in surprise.

Good guy, did this person named Chu Yunsheng and this person called Yu Jing bribe the compilation team of the history textbook?

Why in this half book, everyone else is the image of an old man and an old lady. No matter how young, the top is still middle-aged. It is also outstanding, even more dazzling and temperamental than the stars in Xu?

Putting this on the old men and old ladies on the same page, the painting style is completely different.

‌This appearance, ‌ is fashionable enough, it doesn't need to be remodeled, which is a pity. While admiring the looks of historical figures, the boys bemoaned their useless heroes.

Also at this moment, the teacher on the podium suddenly raised his voice and said, "Zhuang Yingrui, you don't listen to the class carefully, keep your head down and open your mouth, what are you trying to do? There are still twenty minutes before the class starts. What, are you so hungry?"

There was laughter in the classroom.

The boy holding the highlighter was also Zhuang Yingrui, who was shocked by the sudden sound. He has rich experience in committing crimes. Even if he was called by his name, he was quite general, and he calmly pressed With the pen in his hand, he looked up at the sixty-year-old gentleman with an honest smile.

"Teacher, I'm listening, it's not according to what you said, it's taking notes."

The old gentleman smiled: "Okay, then get up and tell your classmates, after listening to what I said, what do you think or understand?"

How can I tell which paragraph you are talking about?

Zhuang Yingrui's scalp was numb, and she murmured in her heart that she was unlucky.

‌ Standing up, ‌ glanced at the page of the book at the same table,     the page that he had just turned.

The deskmate didn't look sideways, his fingers crossed the textbook inadvertently, and he keyed on a paragraph.

Zhuang Yingrui coughed, picked up his book, quickly glanced at the content, then was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "These two handsome guys died young?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

This voice made the classroom burst into laughter again.

The old gentleman on the podium pushed his glasses, and when the laughter subsided, he raised his hand and signaled to some students to be quiet: "Actually, what Zhuang Yingrui said is right, look at the photos, Yu Jing and Chu Yunsheng are two handsome guys, everyone has to admit it."

"These gentlemen are from the same period and the same age group as the other gentlemen on the same page. In fact, we also want to choose two people who are older and have a more glorious period. , and more mature photos in the book, it's a pity that these two gentlemen did not live to such an age."

The students who still had smiles on their faces gradually came quietly. Zhuang Yingrui stood and looked straight at the podium.

The old man operated the computer, picked out a video, and clicked play.

"The two of you are important figures leading the battle of Haicheng, and your years will forever follow that old Haicheng, staying at the age of 20, and staying in the country for eight years."

"At the age of 20, you may still be in college or graduate school, or you may have just entered the society and started working. However, they have reached the end of their lives, dedicating their lives to protect their home and country. At that time, there were still many people just like them, some famous and some not."

"Fairy Wood"

The old gentleman's voice became hoarse and seemed to contain heavy pain.

"The battle was brutal."

"At that time, the Orientals had just occupied Qingzhou, and despite the dissuasion of European countries, they insisted on the south, and even broke through Jinling, Suzhou and Hangzhou, and arrived in Haicheng on New Year's Eve of the eighth year of the country."

"Chu Yunsheng and Yu Jing had long anticipated that the Orientals would go south, and made a lot of preparations, including not only relocating and entering the concession, setting up defense lines, supporting Jinling, and contacting Foreign aid, etc. It is also these preparations that allow Haicheng to have the miracle of being unbreakable for 36 days."

"It's the foundation."

"In addition, the outstanding military talents of the two men and the strength of unity displayed by the Haicheng army were also extremely important factors in the miracle."

On the big screen embedded in the blackboard, pictures were broadcast, and the big ones were the solo and group photos of Yu Jing and Chu Yunsheng.

Some are on the Haicheng line, some are in the mansion, some are on the bustling streets, and some are dance halls, clubs, racecourses, or a banquet. There are others who look younger, standing on ships at the wharf, standing at the railway station, students dressed up, and their faces green.

The photos are from the back, and the two faces range from disheartened and mature, to high-spirited, young and frivolous. They seem like a dying person who is carrying on the revolving light of his life, which is inexplicable. Sigh, my heart is sour.

"Historically, the evaluation of Yu Jing has been quite polarized. Some scholars believe that he is the executioner who has changed his mind, while some scholars say that he is a hero from beginning to end. On the other hand, the information on Chu Yunsheng is quite different. Little, unlike Yu Jing, a famous figure in Haicheng, he is very low-key and very mysterious, and because of a drawing and manuscript presented to Mr. Fang Jiming, Xu  netizens dubbed it as the first time to travel across the city. people."

"At that time, few people could understand their decision to stick to Haicheng, and some newspapers even criticized them for making unnecessary sacrifices and consumption. If those materials were not transported to Haicheng, they would be Save thousands of beggars, and if those guns and ammunition are not wasted in Haicheng, they will be able to fully support a fierce small-scale war."

"On the seventh day of defending Haicheng, the Eastern Army crossed the railway line and captured most of Zhabei."

"When I got this news, Yu Jing's old friend, Qiu Hongguang, the southern warlord who had come to support Yu Jing, who was halfway along the way, turned around and returned with his army on the same day. He believed that the outcome of the war could no longer be changed, so he took pictures for Yu Jing. sent five telegrams, persuading people to give up Haicheng."

"On the thirteenth day of defending Haicheng, the Orientals cut off Haicheng's land and sea access routes, and completely surrounded the city."

"On the fifteenth day, Dongyang proposed to the Haicheng Concession to exchange some benefits for Haicheng's non-concession residence, and wanted to take this as a hostage to intimidate and shock Haicheng. Britain and France were shaken. After three consecutive days, the concession There have been bombings and ten assassinations, and that's not the case."

"On the 22nd day, the Dongyang reinforcements from the Northeast arrived and attacked the city with all their might. Yu Jing was shot at the line and fell unconscious. Chu Yunsheng took over command of the war."

"On the 28th day, the northern Jiangxi warlord Gao Lan launched an attack in the southwest of Haicheng to assist the Dongyang Army. That night, a mutiny broke out in the northern Jiangxi army. Gao Lan was stabbed to death. Interrupt the transportation of materials from the East, and then enter Haicheng and be incorporated into the Haicheng army."

"On the thirtieth day, Haicheng's reserves are about to be exhausted, the external transportation line is cut off, and the concession refuses to support. The Haicheng army is in a desperate situation of running out of ammunition and food."

"On the thirty-third day, the Eastern Army launched the final general offensive, and the Haicheng Army fought to the death."

"The thirty-sixth day... the city is broken."

There was silence in the classroom, and needles could be heard.

The screen where the photo was originally displayed turned out to be a black and white image.

The pictures that were recorded by the camera were fragmented and blurred, and many of them were shaking and couldn't see clearly. They could only vaguely say that they were filming the battlefield. , rush up again, and fall again.

The corpses lay on the ground like rocks and piles higher than the mounds of the trenches, shells fell, and buildings swayed and collapsed like unstable blocks.

These pictures are filmed by foreign reporters, and there are also adventures by the Huaguo News Agency. Either way, they are silent.

Those blurred faces were screaming silently, charging silently, and those strafing gunfire were breathing silently, killing lives silently.

Compared with the various special effects blockbusters that are flooding today, with heavy sound effects, these simple silent images look very inferior and not shocking. No, no, why, some students took it seriously, devoted themselves, and even showed grief with empathy.

Zhuang Yingrui slowly put down the book he was holding, and said in a low voice, "Teacher, if we escape and come alive, with our talents, we will definitely be able to make greater contributions. Why didn't we leave, at that time, Haicheng couldn't hold it at all..."

The old gentleman sighed heavily and said, "This question, I will answer you with the contents of a telegram sent by Yu Jing to Qiu Hongguang."

 cleared his throat, looked at his lesson plan, and recited: "'Many people are persuading me to give up Haicheng, but only one person does not persuade me, that is Yun Sheng. Because I don't want to When you go to die, you often feel shaken and want to send it away. You refuse, and tell me, everything we do today is not meaningless, what we do is simple things to protect ourselves The territory of the motherland, protect the hometown behind us. We are willing to lose our lives in order to protect our homeland and our country. This is to tell the countless other people that if one day, when the fire of war burns down your homeland, when the guns are aimed at you Your relatives and friends, you should also have such courage and belief, and unswervingly guard everything behind you, not giving an inch of land, not moving an inch.'"

The old voice was sonorous and powerful, clear and loud.

"In this battle, Dongyang and Huaguo have killed and injured more than 200,000 people in total, which can be described as tragic."

"There are so few people who still criticize the campaign as pointless, I never thought that."

The old gentleman said: "History is not a picture scroll of shining stars. It should not belong to someone or someone, but should belong to everyone who strives for the progress of history and the development of the times. Even if people are dead, even if They are nameless, even if they are just a tiny 'a piece of grass and a tree'."

The class bell rang, and the screen of the blackboard also played the video to the end, leaving only the last two sentences in black on a white background—

"Everyone born by fate and created by luck must go through a lot of pain as the price!"

"Only the soul is valuable, and only when it is carried forward can China make real progress!"

...

In the gloomy emptiness, a line of familiar fonts slowly floated out.

"Mission: Change Yin Zheng's fate, the completion rate is 68%. Please choose whether to enter a world and continue the mission. Yes/No."

"Yes."

...

tick, tick-

The sound of slowly falling water.

The humid and cold breath eroded the senses, and the slight heat in the abdomen was highlighted particularly clearly.

For the second time, he did not experience the life of being with him until his old age, and at the end of his life, Chu Yunsheng's mind seemed to remain in the endless flames of war. could feel that there was no smell around me, so didn't rush to open eyes to observe the situation in the world, but calmly recovered emotions.

After about half a cup of tea, Chu Yunsheng leaned against the wall and sat up straight.

 The tongue is indifferent, the hunger in the abdomen is extreme, and almost lose sleep. Roughly speaking, this state should have not eaten for a long time. The ‌‌ is not weak, the dantian is full, and there seems to be a force in the body, which allows the ‌ to temporarily have abundant energy.

After estimating the situation of his body, Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes and looked around quietly.

It was a darkened cell, with stone walls on three sides, and a cell door, consisting of a heavy and sturdy iron bar, with chains around it, and a large lock hung with rust.

However, the inside of this cell was cleaned so much that it didn't look like a cell.

The flat ground was paved with boulders, and at least half of it was quite clean, except for the dried-up dark blood and the puddles formed by drops of water dripping from the rocks overhead, and there was no other dirt. The other half was piled with dry straw, some of which were messy, and some of them were sat by Chu Yunsheng.

Looking out from the iron bars, there were no guards.

The prison door was facing the ten or so stone steps that meandered upward, and a stone gate was sealed on it to block everything.

It seems that this time, the person's part is a high-ranking prisoner. Chu Yunsheng thought.

However, this is not the focus of my attention at this time. What I really care about is my own dress - a dark red light dress, silver bracelets full of wrists, and long hair that is rolled up. With Zhucui, who was inserted obliquely, if he hadn't really felt the reaction of his lower abdomen in the mild heat that the poison was familiar with, he would have to be sure that he had suddenly become a woman.

After a moment of silence, Chu Yunsheng turned his head, leaned down slightly, and observed his appearance using the puddle as a mirror.

It's still his own face, but with very heavy makeup, and it seems that there are subtle changes in muscles and bones, about disguise and bone shrinkage.

Leaning back on the cold wall, Chu Yunsheng half-closed his eyelids, ready to receive the plot and the original memory.

‌‌At this moment, there was a dull sound from the stone door outside the cell.

The mechanism turned, dust and smoke flew, and the stone gate slowly slid open to one side.

There was a dim light entering.

Chu Yunsheng raised his head, and in the light, he saw a pair of cloud boots stepping forward, and a white hem of bamboo-patterned brocade floating in the air.

Immediately, a warm and clear male voice came, cold and solemn.

"Demon girl, I'll lock you up for three days, can you think clearly?"

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