The honest Zen masters had a very simple idea. The Jiang defense that they originally thought could not be defended was miraculously held, and they finally did not have to be displaced due to the war.
All of this was because these real heroes in front of them blocked the Japanese guns for them, so that they could continue to live peacefully on their own land.
Compared with those soldiers who huddled by the river and did nothing, they were the real Chinese soldiers, and the people were grateful to them from the bottom of their hearts.
Liao Mingyu waved his hands quickly, and the people finally calmed down.
"Actually, I have a heartfelt request. Can you guys help me?"
Liao Mingyu paused, pointed to the wounded at the rear of the army and said: "In yesterday's battle, many of my soldiers were seriously injured. They urgently need a clean place to recuperate. I would like to ask the villagers to help settle my brothers. .”
There are more than 300 wounded people in the team who need to be accommodated. Now that there are more troops, the original shelter is obviously not enough.
Moreover, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Without a clean and refreshing environment, these injured soldiers are likely to suffer even more, and their injuries may even worsen and endanger their lives.
"Come to my house, my house is spacious!"
"Come to my place, we have an empty room over there."
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Before Liao Mingyu could finish speaking, the people started to recommend themselves. Seeing the enthusiastic scene of everyone, Liao Mingyu was a little embarrassed.
"Quiet! Listen to me."
At this time, the old scholar tapped his cane on the ground, cleared his throat and shouted loudly.
Maybe it was because the old scholar had a higher prestige in Zenda and everyone respected him more, so the noisy crowd instantly became quiet.
"Sir, this old man still has a few houses in his house. He is willing to make room to express his feelings to the warriors. I hope that your Majesty will not refuse again."
The old scholar cupped his hands and said to Liao Mingyu sincerely.
"Oh, thank you so much. Well... don't worry, you won't bother me any more after my soldiers recover from their injuries. I will give you some compensation at that time."
"Hey! What kind of compensation do you want for these things? Are you looking down on the old man?"
Before Liao Mingyu could answer, the old scholar loudly ordered the people:
"Don't look at it anymore. Come over and help the warriors. Only in this way can you really do a good job for them."
Everyone immediately obeyed the arrangement and stepped forward to help the soldiers support the wounded. Some even ran home, hurriedly made several stretchers, and helped lift the seriously injured people to the home of the old scholar.
Liao Mingyu thanked the old scholar gratefully, but the latter just waved his hand and didn't take it to heart. After a while, the restless old scholar ran into the crowd and directed everyone to go to his houses.
Liao Mingyu nodded silently. It could be seen that this old man was not pretentious, but a man of good temperament.
"Commander, after settling the wounded, let the remaining brothers rest near the shelter first. Everyone is exhausted. Don't worry about anything else and have a good sleep before we talk."
"Also, if you work harder, take Milong and a few old brothers to contact the black market. First, exchange a batch of Japs' rifles for some oceans, and then buy some food. Now that there are more troops, the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the soldiers cannot be enough. Sloppy, I’ll leave this matter to you.”
"Tuanzi, don't worry, this is a trivial matter. The young master can handle it all by himself."
Liao Mingyu found Meng Fan, and he and Mi Long were the only ones in the team who knew the black market best, especially since Meng Fan was a clever guy, so Liao Mingyu felt relieved to let them handle this matter.
"Hey! Wife and son, haha, I miss you so much."
Milong finally found Shangguan Jiici and Lei Bao in the crowd. He happily jumped three feet high and quickly pushed through the crowd to come to them.
Lifting Lei Bao above his head and riding on his shoulders, he took Shangguan Jiici's hand and wanted to make out with it.
Shangguan Jiici blushed and pushed him away hastily. He was not ashamed in front of so many people.
Lei Bao seemed to be fighting for his mother's injustice, pulling the dragon's hair and shouting: "Stinky pig!"
"Haha!" This made Milong dance involuntarily.
"You want me to come~ Who the hell doesn't want to come? What kid doesn't want to come~"
Liao Mingyu looked at this stupid scene with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh, it's true that stupid people are blessed.
"Hey! Liao! My dear friend."
"Oh, my God, thank God, you are finally back."
Jamie walked out of the crowd. He excitedly stepped forward and gave Liao Mingyu a hug, the first Chinese officer he regarded as a friend.
"I've been waiting for you all night in this small town, and I knew you would come back safely, haha, it was indeed the case."
Liao Mingyu was also very happy and patted him on the shoulder.
This American could be regarded as a pure soldier. He escorted him and the wounded across the river first. Unexpectedly, he was still thinking about him and was waiting for them in Zenda, which surprised Liao Mingyu.
"Jamie, how is your injury? By the way, why didn't you go find your troops?"
"I'm not familiar with this place, and I don't understand the language. I don't know where the troops are now. Don't rush this matter. The most important thing is that I want to see my friends return safely."
Jamie shrugged indifferently and said casually. This actually made Liao Mingyu feel a little apologetic.
"Sorry, this was an oversight on my part. Let's do this. You'd better come with us first. Once we've rested, I'll help you find allied troops!"
"Haha, no problem."
When the two were chatting happily, a beautiful figure walked over silently.
Liao Mingyu noticed her immediately.
"Xiao Zui?"
Xiao Zui, who had a braid tied sideways on her chest and was wearing a white floral top, was looking at him shyly.
"You're just so cool." Xiaozui brushed the bangs on her forehead and looked at him with a smile, her clear eyes full of admiration.
"Haha...it's okay"
Liao Mingyu smiled awkwardly. Unexpectedly, this girl also came to watch the fun.
"Hey, why are there so many wounds on your face? Please wipe it quickly."
Xiaozui looked at the several wounds on Liao Mingyu's left cheek, with dried blood stains still hanging on them. She felt a little distressed and hurriedly took out the white handkerchief she was wearing to help Liao Mingyu wipe it.
Liao Mingyu stood there stupidly, watching the girl in front of him earnestly wipe the dirt on his face, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed...
"Hey! Liao, there are girls surrounding you as soon as you come back. You are so lucky, haha."
Jamie next to him whistled, looking at this beautiful scene and couldn't help but joke.
Although he didn't understand what the foreigner said, he felt something from his teasing tone. Xiao Zui suddenly blushed and lowered his head in embarrassment, but the movements of his hands did not stop.
"I'm going to say hello to those brothers. I won't disturb the world of you two. Liao, I just finished a battle. Take care of yourself, haha."
"It's your uncle's fault, go away!"
Liao Mingyu, who blushed at his teasing, nervously said something that combined Chinese and Western language. But Jamie gave him an expression that everyone understood, which immediately made him furious.
Alas, after rolling his eyes at this crooked American, Liao Mingyu shook his head helplessly.
"Why is there so much blood on your body, even on your hair?" Xiaozui asked Liao Mingyu worriedly.
"Hey, these belong to the little devil. I'm fine. I'm fine. Isn't there a war during this period? How can I have time to wash it?" Liao Mingyu said haha indifferently.
"Well, why don't you go to my place and have a good wash? You must be tired."
"Forehead……"
"Oh! I didn't mean that. I just wanted you to have a good rest. I..."
Xiaozui's words were incoherent. This simple girl was afraid that Liao Mingyu would misunderstand something.
Liao Mingyu smiled helplessly and asked why the atmosphere suddenly became awkward...
