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Chapter 598: Magic Stick

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    "If Battalion Commander Liu really wins Xuancheng, and if the 17th Brigade only loses more than half of it, then I, Mr. Sun, will call the commander when we meet in the future, and only Battalion Commander Liu will follow the lead." Sun Zhiyuan took a breath, and threw out a sentence half sold and half given away.  Then, he raised his glass and turned to Liu Yang: "Come, Commander Liu, I respect you."

    I can't help but secretly praise Sun Zhiyuan for being sensible. As expected of everyone's background, he is also a person who has studied.  Chengcheng, whether it is the 60th Division, the Ninth Regiment, the Ang or the 17th Brigade, including the Independent Regiment, is actually relying on Liu Yang to dispatch them in the middle.

    If Liu Yang really abandoned him, no matter who it was, even the 60th Division would not be able to face the Japanese army alone. After all, Liu Yang still had a powerful force like Li Brigade in Wuhu.

    Sun Zhiyuan had to obey orders, not to mention Officer Luo's military order, and he couldn't do without it. Putting it this way, it made people think that Sun Zhiyuan was a good-natured man, not too embarrassing, nor servile, otherwise he would be like Song Yu,  At that time, I really won't be able to step down.

    Of course, Liu Yang really has the ability to take down Xuancheng easily, even calling the officer is the right thing to do, which has to be admired.

    Liu Yang grinned, and looked at Sun Zhiyuan with his eyes closed. This guy is quite capable, so why did he get the nickname of Crazy Sun? Of course, this nickname is not a insult, but a compliment.  Crazy Sun's ability on the battlefield, in the final analysis, everyone is a soldier, and the most important thing is being able to fight.

    In fact, whether it is Sun Zhiyuan or Song Yu, they have to admire Liu Yang now. Seeing the might of the Special Forces these days, people have to admire it.  The Central Army is incomparable. It can lead troops, and being able to lead troops is a kind of skill. Besides, the secret service battalion is even more loyal to Liu Yang.

    Liu Yang smiled and said nothing, shrugged his shoulders, and raised his glass: "Come on, drink, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return, let the brothers have a good rest for two days, and send troops to declare the city after two days¡ª"

    Immediately, the atmosphere became lively. Even when Chunmei was pouring wine, she always poured a little less for Liu Yang, but Liu Yang still drank too much, completely too much. In the end, Li Baozhu carried Liu Yang back, finally letting Song  Yu let out a sigh, at least Liu Yang is not an opponent at the wine table.

    After resting in Ningguo for two days, the 17th Brigade has regained its spirit, and the preparations are ready. However, when they set off, the Special Forces team had some extra things, which were pulled by carts and covered with tarpaulins.  What made Song Yu and Sun Zhiyuan very curious.

    In fact, it is still the old way. Liu Yang is preparing a hang glider. If he wants to enter Xuancheng, which is like an iron barrel, the hang glider is undoubtedly the best equipment. Of course, it is not appropriate to enter the city at night, but Liu Yang has other plans.

    Liu Yang has been observing for the past few days. The recent weather is a bit abnormal. The sky has not been very clear and the clouds are thick. Moreover, since November, the temperature difference between day and night has continued to widen, and the weather has also begun to turn cold. Liu Yang judges that it may  There will be foggy days, and this is the time Liu Yang is waiting for.

    Fortunately, Liu Yang remembers some common sense about the weather. This is not something to talk about. Liu Yang once studied it, and I still remember it. I feel relatively sure, and November is also the season of heavy fog. God knows  There will be thick fog in one day, and then it will be the best time to win Xuancheng. When the fog falls, everything can be covered, and no one will find the hang glider.

    Liu Yang hoped that the bigger the fog, the better. Anyway, he had to prepare, and the rest was up to God.

    From Ningguo to Xuancheng, it took a day and a half to reach Xuancheng in the afternoon of the next day. Nishimura Morinai was not surprised by Liu Yang's arrival, and let Liu Yang lead the team to station in Xiaogushan in the south of the city.  When they got down, both sides could see each other from a distance. Nishimura Morinai observed Liu Yang's movements, and thought about those large vehicles. It seemed that Liu Yang came prepared.

    There was nothing to say that day, Liu Yang established a position on Xiaogushan, but Xiaogushan was still a few miles away from Xuancheng, and it was not within range at all, so both sides were very calm and began to wait silently.

    The night fell quickly. From a distance, the little lonely mountain was lit with sparks. On the one hand, it was to keep out the cold, and on the other hand, it was to prevent the enemy from attacking, so a bonfire was lit on the periphery.

    Liu Yang sat on a rock, staring blankly at Xuancheng, four miles away, Liu Yang was brave enough, but the Japanese army was very careful, the Seventeenth Brigade and the Ninth Regiment were also very careful, no one dared  In general, they were all afraid of being attacked. The 17th Brigade and the 9th Regiment had set up their guns and were ready to fight at any time. The machine gun forts were also ready.?Pay a terrible price.

    However, Liu Yang did not consider this. The distance from Xiaogushan to Xuancheng is very short, and it is indeed the most suitable place. At this time, Liu Yang is observing the weather.  It was a bit damp, and even the rocks under the buttocks were a little damp, which proved that the air humidity was very high, which was a prerequisite for a foggy day. However, it was almost midnight and there was no fog. It might have to wait until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

    Thinking wildly in a daze, something flashed in Liu Yang's mind, whether he was trying to scare the little devil, or give some confidence to the 17th Brigade, the 9th Regiment, and the 60th Division in the west of the city. Maybe this is okay.  of.

    Think back then when Zhuge Liang took advantage of the east wind and was mythologized by people. His morale was greatly boosted in that battle. Maybe he can learn from it. Although it was a bit nonsense, it might be a surprise victory, but it was also quite fun, Liu Yang thought.

    Liu Yang's thinking has always been unconventional, and he has never been rigid. When he thinks of this, he does it as soon as he does it. As a joke, he waved to Li Baozhu: "Old Li, go and do something for me, prepare an altar,  Buy three tributes, buy some paper money for incense sticks, and prepare a mahogany sword for me¡ª¡±

    With a cry, Li Baozhu couldn't figure it out for a while, and looked at Liu Yang inexplicably: "Ying Zuo, are you going to pay homage to the sky or to the brothers who died in battle?"

    "There's so much nonsense, just go if you're told." Glaring at Li Baozhu, Liu Haoyu snorted.

    "Yes." Li Baozhu stopped talking nonsense, and Ying Zuo could do whatever he wanted.

    It didn't take long, the altar and the offerings for the three animals were ready, and the incense sticks and paper money were all common things, except for the mahogany sword, which was not easy to pick up. It took Li Baozhu most of the night to buy it from a big family.  It took a lot of talking, this is the treasure of the town house, no one is willing to sell it easily, and Li Baozhu didn't give them money.

    Along the way, Li Baozhu was thinking, what does the camp want this thing for? It is said that it is to worship the sky or pay homage to the dead souls, so it is not necessary to use a mahogany sword.  Isn¡¯t it all self-provided? Is it still unprofessional, or the camp wants to use it¡ª¡ª

    Thinking of Liu Yang wielding a mahogany sword and chanting words, Li Baozhu's heart skipped a beat, he shook his head quickly, and drove that scene out, Ying Zuo wouldn't really be pretending to be a ghost.

    It really made him guess right. When Liu Yang took these things, he couldn't help laughing. He was still very satisfied. The three animals were a pig's head, a rooster and a big carp. They walked on the ground, flew in the sky, and swam in the water.  It's complete, Liu Yang called it Hailukong, Li Baozhu was considerate, and even made five fruits. In addition, incense sticks and paper money are also piled up, which is estimated to be enough to burn for a while. The best is the mahogany sword, I don't know.  Whose house has been smoky for many years, and they often play with it, so it is wrapped in paste, which looks quite antique.

    "Old Li, I'm most assured of you doing things¡ª" grinning and patted Li Baozhu's shoulder, Liu Yang laughed loudly, causing Chunmei to look at Liu Yang with a strange expression on her face.

    However, Li Baozhu smiled wryly and scratched his head: "Ying Zuo, what do you want this thing for? Don't you want to dance to the master?"

    "The secret must not be revealed, so please do it." Liu Yang's smile became more and more mysterious, which made Li Baozhu feel uncertain.

    Besides, when Liu Yang returned to his tent, he didn't go to sleep quickly, but weighed it up with the mahogany sword, recalling in his mind the virtues of Taoist priests when they walked around the field, that's called stepping on the sky, or stepping on the seven-star chain,  There is also some particularity in swinging the mahogany sword, which is called respecting the heavens and gods. It is actually a kind of ancient beach dance, but Liu Yang couldn't remember it.  How about it?"

    Chunmei, who looked at Liu Yang silently, was stunned by the question, bit her lip and shook her head courageously: "It's not good, it's not good-looking at all¡ª"

    It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. Liu Yang knows that he has no talent for dancing since he was a child, so there is no need to worry about it. Anyway, few people understand this thing, and no one cares about it. He can't dance blindly, but he needs to write  To order something, look at what the Taoist priests are chanting, such as the queen of heaven and earth, the spirit of the heavens and the earth, the Supreme Lord showing his gods, just that kind of posture, absolutely stylish.

    Throwing the mahogany sword aside, Liu Yang picked up the pen and thought about it for a while, and he really wrote an article on offering sacrifices to astronomy. As for what he wanted to recite, it was simple. The old monk recited the scriptures.  Well, anyway, it is to fool the devil.

    Of course, you can¡¯t use a pen to worship Tianwen. Liu Yang called a brother from the special forces team who had attended a private school. This brother¡¯s calligraphy is good. Copy it, and a piece of Jitianwen will be completed. Burn it tomorrow, and then pray to heaven.  I should be more sincere, fooling devils is not enough to fool God, and I still count on God to help me, I must ask for peace of mind in this ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)"Just be sincere, you can't fool God if you fool devils, and you still count on God to help you. This ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven must be done with peace of mind.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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