February 1940.

The 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army was surrounded by Japanese soldiers in a certain area in central Shanxi.

In order to cover the transfer of divisional headquarters and field hospitals, the new regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, led by regiment leader Li Yunlong, launched a fierce battle with the Japanese Bantian Regiment in the Cangyunling area.

The battle was extremely fierce. The main peak position changed hands several times, and both the offensive and defensive sides suffered heavy casualties.

…

"Captain~!"

"Captain~! Are you okay?"

"Hygienist~!"

Li Yunlong felt vaguely like he was being dug out of the soil. He vaguely heard someone shouting in his ears, and there seemed to be the sound of gunfire.

"Damn~! I just died and someone dug me out of my grave?"

"What kind of immoral thing is this? He doesn't care about other people's affairs."

The hygienist ran over and checked Li Yunlong.

"The leader is fine, he was just knocked unconscious. He should be carried to a safe place, drink some water and rest, and he should be fine."

Guard Hu Zi carried Li Yunlong on his back and left.

The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke mixed with the smell of blood made Li Yunlong feel uncomfortable.

In addition, being carried by Hu Zi and running around, Li Yunlong couldn't help coughing twice.

"Ahem~! Ahem~!"

Li Yunlong slowly opened his eyes and gradually regained consciousness.

What came into view was filled with gunpowder smoke, and gray figures flashed beside them.

Gray cloth military uniform—Eighth Route Army!

Is this filming a movie?

Doesn't it look like it?

Am I not dead?

Li Yunlong was full of doubts.

He was quickly sent to the regiment headquarters.

"What happened to the leader?"

"Captain, are you okay?"

Seeing Li Yunlong being carried in, a group of people cheered and gathered around him.

"The leader was knocked unconscious. Please be quiet."

At this time, Li Yunlong was placed on a simple bed.

It's said to be a bed, but it's actually just a pile of several ammunition boxes, with a dog-skin mattress and a quilt on top.

Li Yunlong leaned on his back and looked at the people in front of him feebly.

Seeing Li Yunlong open his eyes, Huzi said happily: "Captain, it's great that you're awake."

Li Yunlong asked feebly: "Where am I?"

Huzi asked anxiously: "Captain, were you blown away? Are we in Cangyun Ridge?"

"Captain?"

Li Yunlong was confused and then asked: "What leader? Who am I?"

Huzi almost burst into tears and asked anxiously: "Captain, are you really blown away and your brain is damaged?"

"Are you Li Yunlong, our leader?"

"Li Yunlong, commander of the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army?"

"Captain, have you finally remembered?"

"Are you taking pictures of swords?"

"Bright sword? What is bright sword?"

…

A few minutes later, looking at the smoke-filled battlefield outside, Li Yunlong finally confirmed that he had traveled through time.

And he came to the world of Liangjian and became the leader of the new regiment, Li Yunlong.

Because just now, he saw living people torn into pieces by the shock wave generated by the explosion.

This is really a battlefield!

It’s really Cangyunling.

I am really Li Yunlong in Bright Sword!

Li Yunlong didn't know whether to be happy or cry.

Because he was already dead before traveling through time, and now he is reborn in a sense, but not in the original time and space.

This can be considered a disaster!

Now Li Yunlong can only comfort himself in this way.

"Huzi, bring me a cigarette?"

Huzi quickly handed him a cigarette and lit it.

Li Yunlong smoked a cigarette and his mind became clearer.

At this time, the little Japanese launched another attack on the Cangyunling position, and a fierce battle broke out.

Looking at the battlefield filled with artillery fire and blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Li Yunlong felt as if his blood was ignited and began to boil.

A sense of responsibility arises spontaneously.

It was as if someone was calling him!

Go fight!

Go kill the enemy!

This is the call of duty.

Li Yunlong feels that this is his own era and this is his own stage!

By this time, Li Yunlong had fully recovered. He felt like he had endless strength, and he couldn't help but want to rush to the battlefield to vent his anger.

If Hu Zi hadn't hugged Li Yunlong tightly, Li Yunlong would have rushed out.

"Captain! You haven't fully recovered yet, you can't go out!"

"Just rest a little longer! I'm begging you!"

"let me go!"

Li Yunlong shouted loudly: "I'm going to go out and kill these beasts."

Huzi suddenly felt that the group leader had really recovered.

Before, I was stupid and asked some strange questions, but now I am about to rush out and fight the Japanese.

This is their leader Li Yunlong.

It's just that there's something wrong with the group leader's state now, he seems to be too excited.

Some injured people may appear to be fine and very excited on the surface, but in fact they have suffered serious internal injuries. If they are not careful, big problems will arise.

Huzi had seen such a wounded person before.

Now he is worried that Li Yunlong will be like this, so he won't let Li Yunlong go out at all.

"Someone is coming! Stop the leader quickly."

Several people rushed over immediately and dragged Li Yunlong back.

"Damn it, why are you pulling me?"

Huzi quickly explained: "Captain, you'd better calm down first. You were injured just now, so it's better to observe it first."

"I'm fine! The kid is about to rush up." Li Yunlong shouted loudly.

Huzi said quickly: "Don't worry! With Battalion Commander Zhang in front of us, we will definitely be able to repel the little devil's attack."

"If you want to kill the Japanese, don't be in a hurry!"

At this time, Li Yunlong suddenly became honest, with a hint of surprise on his face.

Seeing that Li Yunlong's expression was not right, Huzi thought that Li Yunlong really had an internal injury.
To be continued...