Chapter 10, Feixianghu. Li Huamei (Part 1)

Chapter 10, Feixianghu. Li Huamei (Part 1)

At dusk on June 20, the northern end of Taiwan Island, Keelung Port coast

The dusk is dim, the setting sun is like blood, and the mountains and the sea are dyed with a bright red color. It looks like a dream, and it is so unreal.

The last trace of the sunset fell on the beach, blending with the mottled yellow sand. A surging sea làng endlessly slammed the dark sea wall, rolling up countless scattered white foam.

Just on this ancient bluestone seawall, under the tiger-patterned banner of the character "Li" with a roaring figure, a heroic and heroic general stood tall, facing the sea, looking at the land shrouded in the twilight, silent for a long time.

From any perspective, this is a peerless beauty who is amazing.

A thick short black hair that was not shoulder-length, full of clean and neat atmosphere; a brocade robe embroidered with gold and silver thread, fully highlighting her body with wild charm; a pure black smooth and bright long sheepskin boots wrapped around a pair of slender people's eyes; and the slight sweat stains on her pretty face still do not hide her amazing charm; and the scarlet cloak flying in the wind behind her, and a pink peony silk worn at her mouth strongly demonstrated her bold and bold personality.

Although she always looks so quiet and beautiful, she also has a stern aura that looks like a king.

Behind this female NV general, there was a veteran with long hair and beard standing. His face was clearly wrinkled, but his eyes were still as bright as a sword, his whole body was bright in armor, and helmet. Whenever the sea breeze blew, there was a piece of silver thread flying in front of him, but his figure seemed to be as if it was cast iron.

And ahead of them, there was a twilight setting sun, and the afterglow was like fog. Looking around, under the dazzling fire clouds, the vast mountains, rivers and wilderness were full of bright red as blood.

——In fact, this beautiful and fertile island is indeed being reflected in the red by the war and dyed red by blood...

Even though you are still standing here on the seawall, you can see the thick smoke rising slowly in the distant city and hear the rumbling explosion. A little closer to the seawall, between the muddy rice fields, countless refugees carrying luggage were struggling to travel hard with their families, and crying and wailing for a while, and under the reflection of the afterglow of the sunset, it seemed extremely dazzling.

Such a cruel scene ravaged by the war has brought a layer of shadow to everyone's hearts on the seawall.

"...Sister Huamei, Uncle Xien, please leave quickly. The officials and soldiers of the court have landed in and participated in the war. Keelung Port can no longer be defended."

A young man wearing a red and white Korean style tumbled skirt, holding the hem of the skirt with both hands and feet on the soft beach, stumbled towards the seawall, and shouting from afar... Unfortunately, when he was about to run below the tiger-patterned banner of "Li", the young man fell forward with a "click". After a while, he couldn't struggle to get up.

“…Yi Feng”

The female NV general, who was called "Sister Huamei" by the young man, quickly jumped off the seawall when he saw this, helped the young man who came to report the news, and asked anxiously, "...Is Keelung Port now lost? What happened to Yulian and Yian who have been staying in the city for a long time? Why haven't he retreated as agreed and joined us?"

"...Ph, bah," Shao nv spit out the sand in his mouth casually, and then gasped and told a string of bad news, "...No need to wait anymore, Sister Huamei

After the city of Keelung was broken, Mr. Yujiu Baimu led the sword-drawing team to fight and retreat, and had already boarded the Wenzhou to go out to sea. As for Yian and Yurien... Yian was seriously injured by the flying sword of the monk Mén of Yushan, while Yurien turned around and wanted to rescue... As a result, they were all captured by those stinky monks..."

"…Uh…I hope they won't live too miserable in the black prison in Yushan, and don't be so sad that they were killed by a group of hungry prisoners for three months like they did last time when they were imprisoned on the mainland. Unfortunately, they got sick and even had their mouths ulcer..."

The dark-bellied general NV was silent for a few seconds in his heart for this pair of best pseudo-woman friends, and then made a decisive choice, "...Uncle Yang, how are we going to retreat to the Hangzhou account?"

"... Report to the admiral that the food and fresh water have been prepared, and the confiscated soldiers and colleagues of the ** have also boarded the ship one after another."

The white-haired veteran Yang Xien, who was still standing on the seawall, hurriedly stepped forward and replied with a strong voice, "...you can raise the sails at any time."

"...Well, it's not too late, Uncle Yang, then let's go."

General nv sighed lightly, and finally took a look at the lush and abundant land nostalgic.

This time, the party members were defeated again

——More than ten years of hard work, more than a hundred mutinies and uprisings, and bloody sacrifices of hundreds of thousands of comrades, not only failed to overthrow the decadent Tartar court in one fell swoop, successfully rescued billions of citizens who were exploited and killed by foreign races, but also failed to gain a foothold on the mainland opposite the strait. On the contrary, even the starting place of the Taiwan Island, the power of the ** is unable to save it.

Is it just to see the hope of restoring my country again and again?

When will we wait for us to drive out the Tartars and restore the mountains and rivers?

Thinking of this, General NV could not help but blurry, but he was unwilling to reach out to wipe away the tears. He just lowered his head and recalled a song of death by a past friend: forty-nine years, one dream, one glory, one glass of wine; life and one not knowing death, and the years are just like a dream.

For her, the stormy journeys over the past few years have also seemed like a long nightmare?

I thought I had died of a shipwreck for a long time, and I happily woke up again with joy, but found that the once familiar world had already become a world of upside down.

The ocean is no longer the ocean she is familiar with, and the land is no longer the land she is familiar with.

The Heavenly Kingdom, which was once famous for its glory of treasures and its gracefulness, has now become an old country that was stolen by barbarians.

The people of the Celestial Empire, who were once proud of their clothes and etiquette, are now dragging their ugly pigtails behind their heads. This is the result of the separatist rule of the feudal states and shaving their heads after the Tartar court moved south. If they had been in the morning for decades, they would probably only see the ugly money rattails...

Seeing this land that I once loved extremely and was willing to defend with my life, it turned out to be such an unsightly scene. General NV was really disappointed for a moment. Fortunately, she was surprised to find that in the southeast corner of this country, there was a group of passionate and lofty ideals who were working hard under the banner of restoring the country and fighting hard under the banner of the War of Resistance.

So, her cold heart became hot again. Without hesitation, she drove her legendary battleship "Hangzhou" and joined the camp of these people, trying to work with them to restore the countryside as soon as possible...

However, after a few years, she was disappointed again - why did the ** army in various places always fight repeatedly, but repeatedly defeat? Why did the ** party members always lose their money in a mess, destroy each other, and never see any progress?

Finally, the immortal monks who were said to have given the Middle Earth civilization a fatal blow, once again became accomplices of the tiger and became the minions of the Tartar court.

Today, under the back of the monk Mén of Yushan, the Taiwan base that counterattacked the mainland is about to fall, and the ** party members gathered here are also seriously injured, but the honor and belief she fought for all her life will never die because of such a little setback...

"...I will fight on the ocean, on land, in the wilderness, and in the city... As long as I, Li Huamei, still have a breath, I will fight to the last moment to restore the mountains and rivers of my hometown."
Chapter completed!