Tang Ji sighed. He certainly knew what Yu Xiaoqing meant by "now", but things were different for him now. It was inevitable that some things were thrown away. This was all for the overall situation, for the long term, and for victory.

"Okay, okay, I know what you're talking about. Aren't they just the ones on the top of the mountain? You said it yourself, over half of them were killed or wounded, with only a few dozen left. Are you going to sacrifice the entire Yu Division for just a few dozen people? I'm saying, why are you so impulsive now? You're going to do something that even a small company commander wouldn't do?"

In Tang Ji's ears, Master Yu had not hidden anything from him at all. He knew everything that happened that day. He looked at his nephew Yu and continued,

"Thirty-five years old, huh? I've heard that before thirty-five, one relies on the good deeds accumulated in their previous life, but after thirty-five, one has to rely on their own efforts in this life. Grandpa Yue was already a military commander when he was twenty-six. What about you?"

Yu Xiaoqing was still able to speak now, simply because he was still unwilling to accept it. He knew it but still refused to accept it. He could do nothing, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

"I respect him as a person. If I respect his rapid promotion, I respect his Fengbo Pavilion even more!"

Tang Ji pointed to the Nantian Gate opposite, which was about to be revealed after the fog had dissipated, and said to him,

"Go, go, Fengbo Pavilion is right there. Go. No one will remember you after you go, because you have done nothing in your life. You are just a short-sighted person who always talks about Yue Fei and Qu Yuan. Even if you go, they may not be rescued. As I said, your death is not a big deal, but your Yu family will lose power from now on and there will be no chance of recovery. If you don't go, the entire offensive along the Nu River will be mobilized and commanded by you alone. As long as you are quick, they can still be saved. After this battle, you will be the deputy commander or even the commander, my nephew Yu~!"

Yu Xiaoqing turned his back to Tang Ji, and the red bloodshot in his eyes appeared again. He was struggling in his heart, and his steps stopped and he was stuck in the mud.

Tang Ji came over and stood beside him, patted his chest, and said like an elder teaching a younger person,

"Your father told me to tell you this when he sent me out, but I specifically waited until now to tell you. Your father said that China will rely on the barrel of a gun in the next few years. Maybe my son is really a genius, but a genius who can only lead a division is just a grandson in my eyes."

"Of course, in my eyes, you are also a grandson." Tang Ji added after he finished speaking, as if he was afraid that his nephew Yu didn't understand. But Yu Xiaoqing understood it very well in his heart, so what else was there that he didn't understand?

But he said nothing and remained silent, his hands clenched tightly at his sides, and spots of bright blood appeared from his white gloves.

At the age of 35, he has accomplished nothing and is nothing more than a grandson in his own eyes.

…

Tanks were not used in this way. They were not artillery batteries, but they were being used as such. The entire infantry-artillery position was firing artillery, but only two people were firing the hardest. One was Yu Zhi, the commander of the Yu Division's tank company, and the other was the fat guy Klauber from the cannon fodder regiment.

The two of them were firing at targets on the opposite bank almost non-stop.

A shell from the west bank was fired towards them, and one of them hit Yu Zhi's precious tank. Klauber looked up at the thick smoke.

"Is he dead? Is he dead?!"

No one answered him, and when the smoke cleared, Cropper saw that the turret of the tank above him had completely disappeared.

On the 27th day that Shuo Yu and his men were defending Nantianmen, Yu Zhi, the company commander of the Yu Division's tank company, was hit by an artillery shell and was sent to a field hospital.

…

After another airdrop, Shuoyu stayed behind in the tree fort to support Silasila and the others, and based on the experience from last time, asked them to pick up as small boxes as possible. The shells exploded outside, and he used the public's assistance to load the only Type 92 heavy cannon they had with shells to fight back, because this time their enemy wanted to rush in directly.

Maybe Takeuchi Renshan originally intended to starve them to death, but they were still alive and waited for this airdrop. This discovery made the petty guy very angry.

So now their enemies were attacking them in large numbers, with numbers and weapons that had not appeared in many days. He did not even dare to stop and fired one shot after another with the help of Collins, fearing that if he was a step slower, more people would die.

They no longer dared to let anyone die.

This time the harvest was neither good nor bad. They robbed two boxes. One small box contained a bag of toffee and the latest issue of an international newspaper, and the other box thankfully contained a roll of ham and a few cans of beef, as well as a few new lunch boxes that were probably used to fill the space.

On the 29th day of their defense at Nantianmen, they faced perhaps the biggest counterattack since they reached Nantianmen.

The artillery fire from the east coast exploded around the little devils from time to time, and the devils' shells exploded around them from time to time, and there was smoke and chaos everywhere.

Takeuchi must have been mad, that's why he made such a big scene. Actually, a few days ago, Silasila had quit the position of the first announcer of Nantianmen Radio Station, and now this glorious title has become Shuoyu's.

Whenever he had time, he would drink water and exaggerate to Takeuchi and the Takeuchi coalition hiding in some rat hole about their meal today. The difference between what he said and the actual meal was probably as big as the difference between cabbage and tofu soup and pearl jade white jade soup?

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