"I misunderstood.
I am not a god or a fairy.
Please ask me for help."
Just as Yue Feng was about to help him up, a girl walked in outside the door.
This prairie girl is very beautiful, the most beautiful prairie girl Yue Feng has ever seen.
I was shocked when I saw this scene.
Yue Feng smiled and asked: "Zhuoma, you are back."
The girl was stunned: "Who are you and how do you know me?"
Yang Ji climbed up and said excitedly: "Sister, he is a god, come on, come and worship him."
Yue Feng spread his hands and said: "I am not a god, I just know some things."
Zhuoma looked at Yue Feng suspiciously, as if looking at a liar, and said: "Who are you and why did you lie to my sister.
My sister is innocent and honest, I am not that easy to deceive."
Yang Ji hurriedly said: "Sister, he is really a god, just now" She recounted what had just happened in detail.
Zhuoma understood, pointed at Yue Feng and said: "I am sure that you are a big liar."
Yang Ji hurriedly said: "Sister, he knows everything about us, he must be a god."
Zhuoma is a very smart person.
She rolled her eyes a few times and said, "Sister, this person must have eavesdropped on your conversation before coming in."
Yue Feng thought to himself: Hey, this Dolma is only twenty years old.
I didn't expect him to be so smart and have strong reasoning ability.
Zhuoma pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Yue Feng: "Tell me, what is the purpose?"
Yue Feng took a look and saw that the other party's insurance hadn't been opened yet.
He spread his hands and said, "Miss Zhuoma, this is my home."
Of course Dolma would not believe it: "Your home has proof."
Yue Feng was a little embarrassed: "It's a little difficult to prove that my home is my home.
Wait, I have the key."
He walked to the door, pulled out a brick from the door frame, and took out a key: "Smart Dolma, have you seen it?
This is the proof."
Zhuoma said coldly: "This can only prove that you know the key is there, but it cannot prove that this is your home."
Yue Feng thought for a while and said: "At least I know the location of the key, and I can be sure that this is definitely not your home."
Zhuoma was startled, this was indeed true.
Among these people, she is the youngest, but because she is the smartest, everyone listens to her.
Because the Japs occupied the grassland, more than 30 people in her family and tribe were killed.
She decided to lead everyone to revolt and kill the Japs together.
Unfortunately, there is a lack of weapons and ammunition, only a few shotguns.
When she heard that Harbin was besieged by dozens of armed forces, she had an idea and took everyone to sneak into Harbin to find out.
It's a pity that it came too late and the opportunity was lost.
She was unwilling to give in and still wanted to look for an opportunity to see if she could seize some guns.
Yue Feng smiled and said: "Come, come, let's eat and drink together."
Zhuoma rolled her eyes and nodded.
She felt that since this person came to her door, he must have intentions.
At this time, it was getting dark, and several strong men lit a bonfire in the yard and continued to eat beef and drink strong wine, very happy.
Yue Feng kept asking Yang Ji one sentence after another.
Yang Ji was very convinced of him and answered three questions to one question.
Dolma wanted to stop it, but couldn't.
Yue Feng understood.
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Due to various reasons, their people left their hometown and left the Western Regions to graze in the Hulunbuir grassland.
Unexpectedly, they were killed by the Japanese army, so they rose up to resist.
These good guys must be helped.
Dolma couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Sister, this person is a liar.
Don't say anything."
Yang Ji said: "Sister, I listened to you before, but this time you listen to me.
I think he is a good person and will help us."
Zhuoma said coldly: "I only know that Leshan is a good person, I don't know about the others."
Yue Feng laughed loudly: "I am Leshan, really, happy Leshan, the mountain of mountains."
Zhuoma said contemptuously: "If you are Leshan, then I will be the god of heaven."
Yang Ji still believes: "Sister, I think he is Leshan."
Zhuoma was almost angry to death.
If Yangji was not her sister, she would whip her to death with a riding crop.
Yue Feng ignored Zhuoma and asked Yang Ji: "You want to fight the Japs, but do you know the tactics to kill the Japs in the prairie?
You know, a good tactic can withstand thousands of troops."
Yang Ji said eagerly: "God, tell me."
Zhuoma couldn't bear it any longer, took out his riding whip and swung it at Yue Feng.
Yue Feng remained motionless The whip stopped, a centimeter away from the face.
Zhuoma despised: "You see, he can't even dodge my whip.
If I hadn't been merciful, his face would have blossomed."
Yang Ji said: "But, I think he saw that you didn't dare to hit him."
Dolma was so angry that he had no choice but to throw the riding crop aside: "Yangji, he bought you, and you helped him count the money."
Yue Feng smiled and said: "Yang Ji, let's talk about tactics and ignore your sister.
There are seven major ways to fight on the grassland.
The first is grassland guerrilla warfare."
Yang Ji stared at Yue Feng closely, fearing that he might miss a sentence.
Yue Feng spoke slowly so that everyone could hear clearly.
At first, Zhuoma and other strong men didn't take it seriously, but the more they heard, the more shocked they became.
Especially Zhuoma, she is smart and understands it as soon as she hears it.
After only hearing a few words, she knows that this is the top tactic.
This man is actually a battle master Who is he?
He came out of nowhere Why should he help us?
What conspiracy does he have?
The more Dolma listened, the more fascinated she became, and the more she listened, the more shocked she became.
After talking about "guerrilla warfare", Yue Feng went on to talk about "mine warfare", "trench warfare", "positional warfare" and so on.
The last move is the most powerful, "Prairie Burning War".
Although this requires special conditions, once this move is used, as long as the devil is hit, no matter how many devils come, he can only become a ghost in the fire.
The more Dolma listened, the more "fearful" she became, and secretly shouted: This guy is not a god or a fairy, he must be a devil.
With his method, would the Japs still have a way to survive?
After speaking, Yang Ji said with admiration: "Although I don't understand it very well, it must be very powerful."
Yue Feng smiled secretly: I'm not telling you, I'm telling your sister.
Dolma thought hard, tried hard to digest, hoping to remember every word.
Several other strong men saw that this "god" was sincerely helping them, so they toasted to Yue Feng one after another, and the relationship between the two parties became warm.
The main purpose of prairie wine is to ward off the cold, and it is very strong.
Yue Feng couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the prairie man, so he drank a few more drinks and couldn't help but feel a little tipsy.
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Just by the bonfire, looking at the beautiful Zhuoma sisters, Yue Feng became very excited.
He stood up, patted his chest and said: "Everyone, we are destined.
Today I will dedicate a song to you.
The name of the song is Zhuoma."
Ma.”
Zhuoma was stunned, and came back from thinking: "What, the song is called Zhuoma, what do you mean?"
Yue Feng smiled and said: "It's not interesting.
There are many plateau girls named Zhuoma.
I used to know a few Zhuoma." several people Dolma wondered why there was a disagreement.
Yang Ji was very interested: "Are they all your wives?"
Yue Feng shook his head: "Friends, bosom friends.
They like me very much to listen to my singing, especially this song Zhuoma."
Yang Ji clapped his hands and said, "Then let's sing."
Yue Feng knew that there were no other people around, it was very quiet here, and he could have fun as much as he wanted.
"The wind of the prairie, the rain of the prairie, the sheep of the prairie.
The flowers of the prairie, the water of the prairie, the girl of the prairie.
Ah Dolma, ah Dolma" Dolma, Yangji and others were shocked.
They had never heard such a soulful and beautiful song, especially the other party's singing style.
Is this person really a god, a fairy?
Maybe it's the God of Song descending to earth But his fighting methods are so exquisite, and they are like the God of War descending to earth.
A god of war who can sing fairy songs?
"Beautiful girl Zhuomala, you are like a free bird, singing on the grassland.
You are like a colorful butterfly flying in spring, shining in the flowers."
Dolma was deeply moved, because she was a free bird, a flying butterfly.
"You dedicate your singing to the snow-capped mountains, the snow-capped mountains that raised you.
You dedicate your beauty to the grassland, the grassland that raised you, Dolma, Dolma, the girl on the grassland."
Yangji's eyes were shining, like stars in the sky.
Zhuoma's heart beat faster and faster.
When she was a child, she had a dream.
In the dream, a prince sang a song, descended from the sky, and embraced her in his arms.
Could it be that he is that prince: