Han Feng's scolding sounded throughout the ruined temple, leaving no room for cursing, and cursing the group of defeated soldiers in front of him was a bloody spitting head.

The entire dilapidated temple was surprisingly no one said anything, it was quiet, and with the dead silence of the night, the soldiers could even hear the heartbeats between each other.

Deafening insults!

The last fig leaf was also ruthlessly pulled down by Han Feng.

No one was angry, and even a little angry expression could not be seen in the faces of these people.

Han Feng just said the words he had long wanted to scold and say.

But when they heard it in their ears, the defeated soldiers truly felt a great humiliation.

"It's better to kill a wall by hitting a wall by fighting like this." Someone has begun to think about it in his mind, and then he feels humiliated that it's too cheap to kill a wall by hitting a wall.

The soldiers who were originally somewhat unfair because the monk and Han Feng blocked the wooden door of the broken temple and did not allow them to escape, didn't care whether the Japanese would come immediately. They all began to hold their breath and concentrate, and all their eyes were gathered on Han Feng's face.

Under the bright moonlight, it was a solemn face, and every word seemed to erupt from his chest.

"I do not deny the strength of your enemies, but I have to admit that you are cowardly. Not to mention the distant future, you know what a humiliating battle in southern Shanxi is.

It was about to collapse at one touch, with 11 troops and more than 200,000 troops. Even if I drove more than 200,000 pigs, I could disperse the formation of the Japanese!

Are you even worse than pigs?”

Han Feng's eyes flashed with cold light under the bright moonlight, "I know what you are thinking at this moment. In addition to thinking that what I am saying is really like, are you still questioning who am I? Why should I stand in front of you and speak better than what he said.

I know that some of your soldiers are old fried dough sticks who cannot get into the air. They are cowardly and can't save him in a few words.

Even if I want you to recognize your abuse at this moment, it will not hurt them.

But I tell you that as long as you are still wearing this military uniform, you should be worthy of your identity.

Why are you cowardly? It’s because of fear of death? I have often heard this saying, "If you have a big scar in your head, are you afraid of a ball?"

I have a brother who was a soldier. He was like you before, even a warlord soldier. However, after the war of resistance began, he sacrificed his life several times. Although he was defeated, he never lost his courage.

He once said that when the country is in trouble, who can't we soldiers go? If even soldiers are afraid of death, then the great country of the motherland will be over.

Where is my brother now? Not long ago, he fought with the Japanese, and he killed more than a dozen Japanese, seriously injured, and lay in the hospital, but was in a coma. The nurse said that he often heard him shouting in a daze, "Kill, ask yourself, compared to him, is it too cheap to hit him and kill yourself?"

"Okay, I'm not idle and I'm here to scold you. I don't have this skill or this hobby.

Let me introduce myself first, I, Wu Feng, belong to the battle sequence, position, and regiment commander of the Guo Army."

The defeated soldiers were stunned, and many soldiers were already in awe. You should know that the highest rank in their team was just a captain, and this was still a civilian captain.

"Your Army Commander Wu, do you know?"

Sun Shu hurriedly said, "I know, I know, during the Battle of Southern Jin, our army persisted until the end, and it was our commander of the Army Commander Wu!"

Han Feng said: "That's right, he is my brother."

Wu Feng... Commander Wu!

Their surname is Wu. Although the defeated soldiers were confused, many people still chose to believe Han Feng's solemn appearance.

At the same time, Han Feng felt a little surprised. He did not expect that Commander Wu had such a high prestige in the hearts of the 98th Army soldiers. He just respected the other party and wished to recognize a brother. The eyes of a large number of defeated soldiers looked at him were very different.

Sun Shu was overjoyed, "...Captain, are you really our commander's younger brother?"

Han Feng said: "Of course, I just didn't wear military uniforms to avoid the Japanese when I came."

"Then are you preparing to come here?"

"Originally, I just came to see what my brother's soldiers are like now, but now the Japanese are coming, and Nancun is facing the danger of destruction. I think my mission is different."

Han Feng said this, his voice raised a little more, and he said to all the defeated soldiers: "I insult you before, I hope you can remember what I insult you in my heart and wash it off one day.

As for now, I just want to ask you a few words.

Do you want to continue to be your defeated soldiers, deserters, defeated soldiers, just like now, like cystics, ground rats, and waste?

Have you ever thought about it? Your hundreds of defeated soldiers have landed in Nancun today and went to Beicun tomorrow. It is definitely not a long-term solution. Sooner or later, they will starve to death. Look at which day no one among you will die?

Are you willing to live so sad, pitiful, humble, and watch your companions die one by one until one day it is your turn?

Since you are so afraid of death and are cowardly, why should you choose this cruelest, most insulting and humble way of death?

I don't know how much touched those of you who were too numb when I said these words, but I don't have the time to educate you slowly like you.

You are my brother's soldiers. If my brother is not here, then you are my soldiers. I will not be too strict with my soldiers. I will give you two ways now.

First, live with dignity. Since you are a soldier and a soldier, you should pick up your gun again, rush to the battlefield, kill the enemy, kill the Japanese, and defend your country.

Second, continue to live like cystics and ground rats, and die in some corners."

"I would like to ask some of you questions before you answer."

"Jiang Long." Han Feng shouted loudly, like a general who was calling his own soldiers.

Jiang Long quickly stood up straight and stood up, "Come!"

"I ask you, how many times have you fought?"

"this……"

"If you are a man, don't rush it, just say it."

"Yes, I can't remember it, but there were at least a dozen battles."

"Victory or defeat?"

Jiang Long lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "We were defeated all the way. The battle has not started until the war has begun. All of us feel that this battle must be a defeat again."

Han Feng said calmly: "Okay, next one, Captain Sun Shu."

"arrive!"

"Answer the same question!"

"Yes, I've fought this battle."

"Then it lost."

“Yes…but…”

"But what?"

"I want to win the battle."

Captain Sun Shu's voice was not loud, but all the defeated soldiers showed a look of humiliation and pain in silence.

Han Feng shouted at everyone: "What about you? Do you want to win a battle?"

"have."

"have."

"Count me."

With the responses, more and more responses were heard, and finally, a collective response burst out, "There is..."

Han Feng laughed, "It's great, defeated soldiers, defeated soldiers, there's nothing scary about it. Only by knowing shame can you be brave and you can win a battle better.

So from now on, from this battle, I will be your leader, now and from now on.

I promise you to take you to win the battle. From this battle, if I can't win this battle, you have nothing to do with me from now on.

But you have one thing to worry about. I will never use you as cannon fodder, because I treat every soldier in the regiment as my brother. Whether it is charging into battle or assassinating the enemy, I will rush to the first place, and my hope for you is not to fall behind.

It would be fine if you don’t have a choice. Once you make a choice, if there is a deserter in my team, there will be no second way to deal with it and you will be killed on the spot.

Okay, now I will answer, is your choice the first way, follow me to kill this Japanese squad, or the second way, continue to be a cowardly cysticer, and live in darkness like a ground rat?

Answer me with practical actions, monk, get out of the way, and let those willing to be cystics for me to crawl out..."
Chapter completed!