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Chapter 50 Interpretation

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    Without changing his face, Li Yan quietly moved his fingers from the man's eyelids to the top of the man's face, sighed heavily, and then turned around.

    "What's the matter, Brother Deng."

    Deng Tianxiong is a strong man like an iron tower. Although he is injured, his standing posture like a javelin still carries a strong sense of oppression.

    "We caught a spies, possibly Japanese pirates."

    "Since it's a Japanese pirate, it's fine to kill it, so why tell me."

    Li Yan smiled lightly.

    "Keep people under the knife! Keep people under the knife!"

    Li Yan turned his eyes and saw a man in his thirties who was speaking in a light blue cloth shirt and a round-bottomed gauze cap, so thin that he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

    He was supported by two Ming soldiers, who stumbled and shoved him over.

    Li Yan used the Yellow Turban Charm on six people before. Three of them, like Deng Tianxiong, have recovered their ability to move, and the injuries of the remaining two have stabilized. After a few days of care, there will be no serious problems.

    "This man is hiding in a wooden barrel. I opened the lid, and he opened his mouth to speak Japanese."

    Deng Tianxiong pointed at the man.

    "Heavenly Soldiers Are A Mirror, Heaven's Soldiers Are A Mirror."

    The man was frail, with cold sweat running down his face: "The villain is the interpreter of the Seoul government, and he followed Vice President Zha all the way to Pyongyang."

    Li Yan took a look at him.

    "Do you understand Japanese?"

    Speaking of the line, the man seemed to have calmed down a lot. He glanced at the young man who was asking the question.

    Thin figure, high cheekbones, eyes as bright as big stars, gray arrow sleeves half body, cracked leg skirts intertwined with blood.

    He settled down, and his fair face showed a bit of elegance: "The villain went to sea with his father since he was a child. Don't speak Japanese, even the ghost language of the red beard. I also know a thing or two."

    A smile bloomed on Li Yan's face, and he waved his hand to let Ming Jun behind him loosen his shoulders.

    "I don't know what to call Xiongtai?"

    "The villain has admired the Han family culture since he was a child. His family name is Song Zhongji. Because he is the second child in the family, he took the meaning of Kun Zhong's uncle, so he was named Song Zhongji."

    "Good name."

    Li Yan patted the man on the shoulder.

    "Song Tongyi, in the belly of the enemy, the brother just wants to find a way out, and we intend to go south and return to the camp. On the way, I have to bother you sir."

    "It's easy to say, easy to say." Song Zhongji bowed to the ground, but secretly groaned in his heart.

    The moment the cover was lifted, he thought he was discovered by Japanese pirates, so he shouted for help in Japanese, but unexpectedly it was the Ming army.

    Although the Ming army is indeed a friendly army, most of them have an arrogant attitude towards the North Koreans. These Qiuba are even more daring, and even want to forcefully return to the camp now that the Japanese pirates have basically captured the entire territory of North Korea.  It's almost as if Governor Konishi who now occupies Pyongyang City is a dead man.

    Now in such a situation, Song Tongyi has no lack of resentment towards the Ming army, and cynicism and cynicism at the fragility of the North Korean army along the way. In the end, isn't it collapsed at the touch of a finger?  Now I have to drag myself to death.

    Although he was jumping and cursing in his heart, the interpreter did not show at all on his face.

    The person in front of him looked like a cruel and merciless person.  Now he is still respectful in face, if he is a little ignorant, if he really turns his face and kills him, wouldn't it be as easy as slaughtering a chicken?

    Li Yan came to Deng Tianxiong's side, and whispered: "Tianxiong, keep an eye on him, we are not familiar with the place, we must have this person if we want to survive, if he dares to run, he will be killed."

    The problem is that he didn't let Song Tongyi go away. He glanced at him from time to time when he was talking, and words like "stare at him" and "shoot him to death" spread to Song Tongyi's ears along the wind, making him feel chilly all over his body.  Yes, keep a smile on your face.

    In about a stick of incense time, on the huge battlefield, Li Yan and the others found more than 20 survivors, but only gathered nine of them. The others were either seriously injured or unable to move, so they had to give up.

    Some people here are quite stubborn, while others are crying bitterly and begging. Li Yan's face is cold and hard, but Deng Tianxiong's teeth are clenched.

    ?Including Li Yan himself, seven of the ten could walk, and they took turns supporting the three wounded.  These people are all injured and exhausted, and they will never be able to fight. Once they encounter Japanese pirates, Li Yan's efforts will be wasted, but once he recovers from his injuries, his combat ability is by no means comparable to that of a single person.

    A group of ten people.  Taking advantage of the newborn sun to melt the snow, I went to the foot of the mountain

    "Bang bang bang"

    Caimen showed a face, in his early forties, his face was full of wind and frost.

    Song Tongyi swallowed a mouthful of saliva,nbsp; "Song Tongyi, did I say, don't play tricks, or Song Tongyi, your admiration for the Han culture has gone to the bottom of your bones, and even the curses before your death are our Chinese?"

    Before Song Zhongji pounced on him just now, he spoke Ming Chinese with a perfect accent.  If he is really out of anger and instinctively, he will naturally speak his mother tongue.

    Song Tongyi's head was held down, but he didn't have the submissiveness when we first met. His eyes were red, and he cursed loudly in Chinese:

    "What kind of heavenly soldiers are you? Shit heavenly soldiers! What do you get in return for the court's tribute every year? In exchange for the defeat of your three thousand people! Usually, each of you has eyes on the top of your head, and you don't dare to fart when you see our wives and daughters being raped and humiliated.  People in the Ming Dynasty are being bullied, don¡¯t you even fart? The people of Ming Dynasty are human beings, but are the people of North Korea not human beings?¡±

    His saliva was flying all over the place, and his teeth were gritted.

    Li Yan pulled the man by the neck, threw him on the stool, kicked his right foot on the edge of the stool, and kicked him and the stool to the ground.

    Song Tongyi was hit in the waist and eye by a stool, gasping for air in pain, unable to speak for a long time.

    "It's not my turn, Qiu Ba, to say that Ming people are more expensive than Koreans."

    Li Yan held the tea bowl in his hand.

    "However, I would like to ask you, the life of your North Korean people is your life, but the life of my Ming soldiers is not?"

    He pointed to the old man beside him.

    "We put our lives on the line to fight, guarding the land of your North Korean people. He won't let us in. The villagers are afraid of death and ignorant, I don't care."

    Li Yan couldn't hold onto the moaning Song Tongyi's neck, and stared at him intently.

    "But I want to ask you, this bastard dares to raise a kitchen knife at us Ming soldiers, why does he only know how to kowtow to the pirates who broke his house and humiliated his daughter?!"

    He threw the man in his hand to the ground, his eyes were stern.

    "I'll ask you the fuck, why didn't he dare to raise his knife at the pirates?"

    The corners of Song Tongyi's lips were bleeding, but he couldn't speak. Lying on the ground, he glanced around, and all Ming soldiers looked at him coldly.

    "If you want others to think highly of you and take your life as their life, let them see, how is your life worth it?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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