On the night of the 17th, Jinzhou City.

A searchlight that is one person high is above the three-meter-high city wall. The sharp column of light shines a huge spot of several meters in diameter outside the city. The faint reflected light allows objects in the area of ​​more than ten meters to appear briefly.

Yang Hao sat upright behind a Maxim heavy machine gun installed on a tripod, his eyes passed through the ten-fold scope and followed the light spots slightly. Soon, a low and low figure with darkness appeared in his sight, jumped up from the ground and hurriedly dodged to the side. He suddenly pressed the trigger!

"Tututu!"

More than a dozen bullets were mixed with a few traces of light, and the slight movement of the muzzle formed a scattered light belt like a broom. The black shadow seemed to be hit by a hammer and trembled violently, and fell into the dust unnaturally. A package the size of a schoolbag rolled to the side weakly.

"How many are this?"

Yang Hao didn't look back and asked casually.

Liu Dafu looked down at the handwriting written with a highlighter in his hand, and grinned and said, "Young master, there are seven! Your marksmanship is really accurate, it's just a hundred steps to penetrate the sun, and it's a perfect example..."

He was still waiting to pick out the few words from his head and praise him, but Yang Hao raised his legs and kicked him: "Stop talking nonsense. How many times have you told you, don't call me a young master."

Liu Dafu looked lazy and said, "Isn't there no outsiders? Besides, what do you call the young master? I can't keep up with the things in the army. Apart from being a follower and running errands for you, I can't do anything else!"

Yang Hao shook his head, stood up and gave the position to the machine gunner waiting next to him, pressing Liu Dafu's shoulder with his hand. He said earnestly: "Dafu. You are very smart. I don't believe you will be worse than other soldiers. You just have some old ideas that have not been eliminated. You think what I said in the army is just temporary and will become the situation you knew before. I tell you, that is absolutely impossible!"

Liu Dafu's smile was a little stiff, and he still said with a tough forehead: "No, isn't the truth in the world all the same? How can a person lose his high and low status, and his superiors and inferiors? Then there is no way to be a king?"

Yang Hao said seriously: "For the last time I tell you today, there will be no king's law. But there will be a constitution that anyone must abide by. The distinction between high and low, high and low, and high and low, will never be the same as before for thousands of years. What everyone in our team, this is such an equal world."

Seeing that Liu Dafu was a little dissatisfied, Yang Hao pinched his shoulder hard: "If you plan to continue like this, I can only give up on you."

"Ah?! That won't work!" Liu Dafu shivered all over and looked at Yang Hao with panic, "Sir... no, sir! I'll change it, can't I change it? You must not want me anymore!"

Yang Hao was unmoved and shook his head firmly: "I only look at the actions, not the guarantee on my head. Remember. You don't have the chance to make a mistake next time."

After saying that, he left the lost former thief Liu family boy, turned around and walked towards the next guard post.

Yang Hao did not take advantage of the situation, he really discovered how terrible the impact this stubborn traditional concept of master and servant has in the army.

The first subconscious idea of ​​Liu Dafu and others who followed the Yang family was to regard themselves as slaves of the Yang family. Naturally, three generations of the Yang family became young masters, old masters, and grandmas, etc.

If Yang Hao just ran to another world to fight for hegemony and become the emperor, then there was nothing, just enjoy their flattery and serve.

But unfortunately he is not.

The mission of the Yang family is to create a brand new China and bring light and freedom to people in this other world. If his family first enjoys the status of the master and the master, then calling on others to make a revolution together and strive to create a future where everyone is equal will become a huge lie.

The collapse of any revolutionary force begins with the corruption and degeneration of the most fundamental ideas. When they identify with and enjoy the so-called respect created at the cost of other people's dignity, they are no different from the old rulers.

Looking at the thousands of years of history of China, the purest revolutionary group is the people who created the new China. In the decades of hard struggle, they have achieved equality between officers and soldiers and unified thoughts to the greatest extent, and for the first time, they have promoted the right to speak to every corner of the country.

No matter how some of them fell into depravity and began to yearn for and enjoy the vanity of the young master, at least their core philosophy was the process of striving towards that pure goal with countless sacrifices at the beginning.

That is also the fundamental reason why they can eventually rise and sweep the world with extremely weak power and receive support from hundreds of millions of people.

At that time, no matter the height of the position or the size of the power, everyone was called a comrade, which was to fundamentally eliminate the deep-rooted idea of ​​the ruler, minister, master and servant.

When that kind of thought begins to spread everywhere and is sought after and recognized by many people, the fate of the entire country will become very dangerous.

Although Yang Hao is young, fortunately he has countless information to refer to, and he can see the danger from the slightest sign. If he had safely agreed with Liu Dafu's name "young master" today, he would naturally agree with others calling him "master". Then, like officials for thousands of years, he was the "parents" of countless people, and even finally put on the yellow robe and became the "Son of Heaven", and stood on the altar and became the mascot.

Yang Hao couldn't imagine whether it was really good to call him father with hundreds of millions of people? But he felt the ethereality of controlling the fate of countless people in his hands. Only in this way, he should be even more alert. The power of habit is terrible. Once he falls in love with that feeling, he will not be far from deterioration.

He has a noble mission to be fulfilled, so he must not allow himself to corruption and depravity. Therefore, he must cut off from the source and kill any signs of change in the bud.

This determination will make it difficult for Liu Dafu and others to accept for a while, but Yang Hao is not going to leave them too much time. The Yang Group has swept too many people in now. He cannot stop his steps just because of a few people, which will only lead to the overall collapse of the entire tank.

Looking back at the journey of the revolutionary ancestors, how many proportions can the people who first devoted themselves to this great cause? Not everyone can persevere until the end, and not everyone can fight against the ** in their hearts.

Neo-Confucianists have been calling for thousands of years "preserving the laws of nature and destroying human desires" and wanting to create a saint but cannot be obtained. However, in the ups and downs of the entire national culture, a group of people have truly approached that standard. It is the blessing of the nation and the blessing of the country.

Yang Hao now has the opportunity to reach that level, and he must decisively cut off all bonds.

Ding Weifen came behind him at some point and listened to all the words in his ears. There was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes, and the original hesitation in his heart disappeared.

In the concept Yang Hao brought them, every pure revolutionary must be as pure and firm as a saint. This only exists in theory and is almost "benevolence". Since ancient times, only a few people such as Yan Hui can do it.

So can they really abandon themselves to become the best, and still remain arrogant and extravagant after taking power, always maintain a hard and simple style, and regard themselves as public servants of hundreds of millions of people, rather than parents? Ding Weifen actually has doubts.

It was not even just him, and the rest of the comrades had no similar doubts in their hearts.

The scholars of this era either have good backgrounds or strive for a good background. It is so difficult to make them give up those glory and completely give up their posture to be equal to a group of untouchables.

They are working hard to do it, and are also seeing whether Yang Hao, the spiritual tutor, can really do it.

Fortunately, until now, there has not been the result that they least want to see.

What just said relieved Ding Weifen. With such a leader who can always stick to his beliefs, the career they strive for will not collapse.

Standing there, taking a deep breath, Ding Weifen quickly caught up and whispered: "Sir, an urgent call from Tianjin Intelligence Station was sent, and found that the clear current was moving. Xu Tieyan analyzed that it was very likely that they learned that our army was in a tough battle and thought there was an opportunity to take advantage of the situation and wanted to take advantage of the situation."

Yang Hao nodded, but turned around and looked at him and smiled: "Are you worried just now that I might make a wrong decision under the pressure of the Qing court? For example, give up resisting the Japanese army and return to defend the base. Or surrender to the Qing court, and use this as the rumor to advance, and win a step to reach the sky?"

Ding Weifen was a little ashamed, but still admitted frankly: "Yes, we do have similar worries. But now we feel relieved."

"Just rest assured. After all, trust cannot be won by empty words. Such suspicion is not all bad things. As the saying goes, the distance between us knows the horse's strength and sees people's hearts over time. Only by going through many difficult and obstacles can we catch gold in the sand and ensure that the final team is absolutely pure."

Ding Weifen agreed deeply and nodded vigorously: "Sir, don't worry, I believe that our comrades will be able to withstand the test. So, what should we do if we are a real Qing court?"

Yang Hao raised his head with confidence: "Don't worry, everything is expected. The only thing we have to do is to completely defeat the Japanese invaders in front of us! Then, we will take the power of victory and go back to settle the accounts with them!"

"Yes! We will definitely succeed!" Ding Weifen waved his fist vigorously, as if he had seen a great moment when the flags were like forests shook the world.

On November 8, the fierce battle in Jinzhou was in full swing, but Shandong Governor Li Bingheng secretly sent Zhang Gaoyuan to lead 3,000 troops to quietly meet in Jiaozhou and approach the old nest!

On the same morning, a large group of Qing soldiers suddenly drove from the capital to outside the Tianjin Mei Concession, with thousands of people thriving, causing smoke and dust inside and outside.

He raised guns and surrounded them from two doughs. The leader came to Changqiao with a arrogant belly and shouted loudly: "According to the order to capture the rebellion of the court, everyone inside, can't you surrender quickly?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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