"Late at night, a dozen gorgeous fireworks suddenly exploded in the sky at the foot of the mountain, and a wave of living people rolled towards us, with Ming soldiers tied with white cloth on their heads everywhere.

They moved forward, pounced, then got up, and then threw down. There were shouts everywhere, and whistles everywhere, and finally all the sounds returned to calm. When the attack stopped, there was no living person in front of us, but only corpses."

——Excerpt from Hesheli clan* Dedemu, vice president of the Disabled Persons' Federation of Jilin Administration Commissioners of the Ming Dynasty, "Resolutely fight against the reactionary separatist group headed by Nurhaci to the end"

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Dedemu was a new citizen with a cane. His legs were disabled in the early imperial counter-rebellion war. Due to certain crimes in the war, Dedemu was declared guilty by the empire, so he lived in the labor camp for three years.

In the past three years, Dedemu learned sewing skills. He was soon pardoned and returned to his hometown. When he returned to his hometown, Dedemu found that his hometown was very poor and his villagers' lives were extremely poor. So he made up his mind to use the skills he learned in the labor camp to lead the villagers to live a happy life...

Five years later, Dedemu became a "model of self-improvement" in Jianzhou County, a "model of morality in Zhongyong Prefecture", and a "March 8th Red Flag Bearer of Jilin Province". He was elected as the vice president of the Jianzhou County Disabled Persons' Federation. He also went to Beijing to celebrate his birthday as a representative of the former Jurchen rebels on his 70th birthday. He was received by Wei Zhongxian in the 9000 year old and highly praised by Wei Duke of the 800 year old. - Excerpted from the "Jilin Provincial Newspaper" in the seventh year of Tianqi.

Author's note: During the Tianqi period, in response to the call of the eight thousand-year-old Wei Liangchen to "people should read newspapers more", provinces and special districts and vassals successively founded newspapers, which led to the great prosperity of the Ming Empire's news industry and made the Ming Dynasty's flood rate qualitatively leap.

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Ding Xiaogong's judgment was correct. Although the first line of defense of the Jianzhou soldiers was broken by a special attack team composed of Japanese prisoners of the shogunate, the special attack team paid more than 1,700 casualties, while the Jianzhou soldiers suffered only a few hundred losses.

With the second line of defense, Jianzhou soldiers suppressed the special attack team that was attacked by the attacking team less than 2 miles away from the top of the mountain.

The admiral Wei Eunuch's son, whose Han name was Wei Zhongwu and his Jurgent name was Zhuobutai, organized four attacks, but each attack ended in failure.

At this time, more than a thousand remaining special attackers were exhausted. After the attack was constantly blocked, the aura of depressed and despair naturally arose, and the atmosphere was very pessimistic.

Although he had already believed in sacrifice for rebirth, the cruel battle still made the special attackers frightened from the bottom of his heart.

"Is it really meaningful to die like this!"

The former shogunate officer, Rikado Suzuki, knelt on the ground in pain, staring at the corpses of companions who were no longer so dark in front of him and the ground.

Tachikawa's self-question resonated with the special attackers around him, many of whom looked towards their distant hometown.

Some people started crying, some started sobbing, some started to slump on the ground, and some were numb and dazed.

Seeing that the morale of the special attack team was about to completely dissipate, Gong Fengxing Kameda Haruki suddenly rushed out of the crowd, then kicked Tachibana Xue to the ground, scolding: "Bastard! You are shaking everyone's beliefs. Are you going to make the dead people meaningless!"

Tachiha struggled to get up from the ground, pointed at Kameda and roared: "What's the point! The Ming people want us to die, die for nothing! Since we are all dead, why do we still have to fight so hard!"

"It's the path you chose!"

Kameda glanced around, "It was us who chose to participate in the special offensive operation, and the Ming people did not force us! It was us who chose to sacrifice for dignity and the future! Before the action, the Ming people had already told us the dangers of this action, but we still chose to participate. Why? Isn't it just to live like a dog without being humble? Isn't it just to be able to return to New Japan to be a new citizen? Isn't it?"

The special attackers around were silent, and no one answered Kameda's words.

"No matter what we say, it is useless. The road is our choice, but we also have the power to regret. We cannot decide our destiny, but we can decide how we die."

Tachiha smiled, with tears in her smile, "I will no longer work for the people of Ming, I will choose to understand my life with my own hands. This is hell, a hell full of corpses. Even if I close my eyes, I can see the hideousness of this hell. Even if I stuff my nose, I can smell the bloody stench from hell. I have enough! I regret, I regret why I didn't fight with the people of Ming in Edo to the end! Everyone, have you figured it out, we can no longer die for the people of Ming!"

"Titani, do you really think so?" Surprisingly, Kameda, who was still very angry just now, suddenly became very calm.

Tachiha nodded: "Yes."

Kameda suddenly said, "Do you know who our captain is?"

Tachika said: "Who is it?!"

"It's the prince of the commander of the Ming Kingdom!"

Kameda raised his uninjured right arm with force and sang to the special attackers around him: "The Ming people did not regard us as cannon fodder, and the Ming people did not abandon us, because the prince of the Ming commander is among us, and we are the prince's army! This is the opportunity given to us by the Ming country, everyone!"

"Nani?!"

Not only Tachika was shocked, but all the special attackers were shocked. This news that only a few people knew was soon passed on to the special attackers who remained in the forest.

When every special attacker knew that his captain was the prince of the Imperial Army commander, he was shocked and ignited a new fighting spirit.

Although he couldn't understand Japanese, the 14-year-old special attack captain Zhuobutai still understood the look of the Japanese soldiers around him.

He stood up, pointed at Jiannu on the hillside with a knife, and pointed at himself.

"Now, Tachibana, what else do you want to say?" Kameda, who calmed down again, reached out to support Tachibana Daoxue.

But Tachibana Yuki pushed Kameda away gently, then walked towards the hillside with his spear.

"Everyone, please continue to fight! Please use blood to defend our dignity as warriors, and please use blood to defend Ming Kingdom to give us the opportunity to be reborn!"

"We have been defeated by the Ming army, will we still be defeated by those Jianzhou slaves? We are alive, not repeated failures, but we believe that we can be reborn!"

"Please, everyone, please continue to fight! If my death can awaken you, let me die before the rising sun!"

Kameda picked up the Tai Knife that he had cut out the curling blade and followed Tarantua.
Chapter completed!