Chapter 180: 【Bloody Battle of the Xiangjiang】 The faith that shocked the Blue Star (4.9k)

The Polar Star official website updated with new CG footage, naturally drawing the attention of many streamers.

Tian Sha streaming platform.

Inside Fang Ming's stream room.

Ever since he was blown up by the little Japanese after painstakingly transporting military supplies in the game last time, Fang Ming was so angry he didn't play the game for over a week, only resuming streaming recently when his anger subsided.

At this moment.

The interface in the stream room was paused on the Polar Star official website page.

It was the preview page for 【Four Crossings of the Chishui River】.

In the center of the page was written 【Four Crossings of the Chishui River】, with the Xiangjiang as the background, but it was displayed in gray, clearly indicating that this data had not yet been opened.

And before and after it were several plot events on the 【Republic】 timeline.

Arranged in chronological order.

Currently, only the data pack for 【Bloody Battle of the Xiangjiang】 in the front was lit up.

The plots arranged in order behind it, such as 【Forced Crossing of the Wujiang River】, 【Four Crossings of the Chishui River】, 【Flying Capture of Ludingqiao】, 【Crossing the Snowy Mountains and Grasslands】, were still gray.

Due to just starting the stream.

The number of people in the stream room was not yet high, so Fang Ming did not watch it in advance.

And the Blue Star friends in the stream room, also because they had just woken up, did not know that the Polar Star official website had released new CG footage, waiting in the stream room to watch it together.

However, there were also impatient ones who had already exited the stream room to watch it themselves.

On the bullet screen below, shocking comments drifted by from time to time:

【Go watch it! Bloody Battle of the Xiangjiang CG!!!】

【Streamer, don't just stand there! Click it quickly!】

【Holy crap! This CG is too tragic! My hands are shaking!】

【This CG is too ruthless!】

【I damn near cried! You guys go watch it quickly!】

【Came back after watching it, I'm damn near numb right now!】

【The aftertaste of this CG is too strong...: No, I need to calm down!】

Although the bullet screen comments didn't explicitly say, this reaction made one curious: what kind of CG could be so tragic that the friends watching it had shaking hands?

People were numb?

Is the aftertaste really that strong?

These bullet screen comments also piqued the curiosity of other friends in the stream room, including Fang Ming's own.

Looking at the urging on the bullet screen, Fang Ming took a look and saw that the number of people had already reached tens of thousands:

"Alright, alright, I'll click it now."

"Brothers, don't urge me."

"But what kind of CG is it that made you guys react so strongly?"

Fang Ming clicked on the 【Bloody Battle of the Xiangjiang】 CG.

Then clicked to expand, and the CG perspective was instantly substituted through the virtual sensory cabin.

The screen slowly brightened.

A high-altitude bird's-eye view swept past; on both sides of the Xiangjiang below, thick smoke billowed, dense troops were exchanging fire, and the water of the Xiangjiang was like a bloody ribbon.

Suddenly seeing this scene, everyone in the stream room had not yet reacted.

But the next second, they gasped, looking in disbelief at the blood-red Xiangjiang.

The blood-red river water below was clearly dyed red by fresh blood!

How many people must have died for this!

Just an opening scene left the Blue Star players' brains blank.

Suddenly.

The sound of whistling airplanes came to their ears.

The perspective slowly lifted.

In the sky almost at the same height as the perspective, a group of bombers flew over, rushing toward the opposite bank of the river.

Standing at the same height, one could clearly see the bombs hanging on the fuselage.

The perspective dropped rapidly.

Arriving at the front line of the river crossing, landing among the Red Side's troops.

Then, as if possessing a certain soldier for the first time, following the bumpy perspective, one could see this soldier loading the gun in his hand, then raising the gun to shoot at the opposite side.

From his immature yet rough palms, one could tell this was a teenager.

In the distance.

The roar of airplanes came from the sky on the opposite side.

It was exactly the bomber group seen from the high-altitude perspective, and the teenager whose first-person perspective was possessed also looked up, just seeing the dense black dots in the sky.

Tut-tut-tut—a sound of flesh being pierced rang out; Fang Ming almost had a stress reaction.

But then realized it wasn't in the game.

This was playing a CG.

The Blue Star netizens in the stream room were also startled.

And this possessed soldier's perspective instantly went dark.

The next second it brightened again.

But it was no longer the soldier from just now, because from this new perspective, the soldier in front was looking up at the sky, with several blood holes in his body, falling backward.

Thump!

Piled up on the corpses.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Artillery shells exploded on the river surface, raising columns of water.

Boom—!

Suddenly, an artillery shell exploded beside the soldier whose first-person perspective was possessed just now.

The end of the vision was the surrounding corpses blown apart.

The perspective switched again.

The Blue Star friends in the stream room had already held their breath.

And the new perspective was indeed the soldier behind.

Because the shockwave raised by the explosion appeared in the new perspective; the new perspective was flipped over by the shockwave, not even waiting to crawl up.

Boom!!!

Another artillery shell fell, and the perspective went dark.

And that bomber group in the sky had not yet arrived.

In the ten-plus seconds before this bomber group arrived, the single perspective switching had already switched no less than 10 times.

Which meant that in these short 10+ seconds, 10+ soldiers had already died.

Almost every second someone was dying, and this was just a single switch; if looking at the overall situation, the number of people dying every second was at least in the hundreds.

And when the bomber arrived in the sky above here.

The dense explosions made the perspective flicker constantly, and one couldn't even count how many perspectives had been switched.

The deafening roar lasted for several seconds.

When the screen brightened again.

On both sides of the Xiangjiang, the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood and gunpowder. The river water was no longer the emerald green of the past, but a heart-stopping dark red.

The perspective swept across the river surface.

The originally turbulent river water now appeared exceptionally heavy, with dense corpses floating on the water surface.

Some were soaked white by the river water.

Some still maintained the posture of fighting, as if still charging.

An eight-cornered hat adorned with a red star drifted with the waves, and the young face under the brim looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

On the shore.

Several shallow beaches had been piled into "human levees" by corpses.

Dozens of soldiers' corpses were piled behind the defensive works, and because there were too many corpses, it had already exceeded the height of the defensive works.

Tragic.

Extremely tragic.

It was already beyond description; even the turbid river water was dyed dark red, one can imagine how many soldiers fell here.

The screen turned to the riverside.

The sky had not yet darkened; a group of shabbily dressed villagers quietly looked here, and only after watching for a long time did a few brave ones come forward to confirm there were no enemy troops.

They waved quickly to the back; that group of shabbily dressed villagers brought simple tools.

There were shovels, straw mats, and a few old people brought incense candles and paper money.

Upon seeing the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood before them, everyone couldn't help but tremble; those villagers holding straw mats even collapsed on the ground.

Wailing loudly.

These few rolls of straw mats were simply not enough to collect the corpses for these soldiers.

A white-haired old man holding incense candles and paper money, looking at the countless immature faces before him, his voice trembling:

"These are all just children..."

"The White Dogs are committing a sin..."

The white-haired old man tremblingly lit the paper money and incense candles, waving the burning paper money out, then looked at the people around him:

"Quick, collect the corpses."

"Before those White Dogs come over, collect all the corpses."

"Find a good place to bury them."

"They died for us, they cannot be insulted by the White Dogs."

A group of villagers acted quickly, carefully carrying every corpse, transporting them to the back mountain of the village.

Fearing that the White Dogs would discover them.

The White Dogs of this period hated the Red Side soldiers to the bone; even if they were corpses, they didn't want to let them go; anyone who collected the corpses of Red Side soldiers would be shot.

The villagers' actions were also risking their heads.

But no one retreated.

The screen flowed quickly.

From dark until dawn, this group of shabbily dressed villagers transported the corpses of the Red Side soldiers to the graves dug in the mountain hollow behind the village.

No coffins, no tombstones, only those hats stained with fresh blood and sewn with five-pointed stars.

The white-haired old man from yesterday lit three sticks of incense, leading a group of villagers to pay respects to the Red Side soldiers who died in battle.

The perspective lifted rapidly.

Then dropped; when the screen appeared again.

It was already inside the Blue Side's command headquarters.

Knock, knock, knock!

Urgent knocking sounded; when the word "Enter" came, the communications soldier pushed open the door of the command headquarters in shock and terror.

Running in quickly:

"Report! Urgent telegram from the Xiangjiang!"

"34th Division Commander Chen Shuxiang... has been caught!"

The voice was trembling a little.

The entire command headquarters suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

He Yingqin stood up abruptly, a look of joy appearing on his face:

"Read it!"

"Read it word for word!"

The communications soldier picked up the telegram, his hands couldn't stop shaking:

"Enemy 34th Division Commander Chen Shuxiang was seriously injured and captured, now being escorted to Dao County... but..."

He Yingqin frowned:

"But what?"

The communications soldier's hands shook even more violently:

"But he took advantage of the guards' lack of vigilance and severed his own intestines... and died."

As the words fell.

The communications soldier looked up, his face pale, as if he had been frightened.

And the command headquarters was also silent for a time.

Swish!

The screen switched abruptly.

In a marching troop, an officer walked beside the stretcher and advised:

"Division Commander Chen, surrender."

"The Chairman said, as long as you surrender, he can spare your life."

"Maybe even add an official title and promotion."

The seriously injured Division Commander Chen Shuxiang lying on the stretcher just responded with a cold laugh, closing his eyes.

Seeing this.

That officer also sneered:

"Acting like a tough guy?"

"Wait until you get to the interrogation room, you'll have your share."

He had seen too many such people.

But not many could survive the interrogation room; after laughing disdainfully, this officer turned and left.

As the marching troop rested, seemingly feeling that this seriously injured Red Side division commander couldn't escape at all, the surrounding guards relaxed their vigilance; but Division Commander Chen Shuxiang, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, but the surrounding soldiers had not yet discovered it.

Division Commander Chen Shuxiang, with a firm gaze, slowly moved his arm, reaching toward his abdomen.

The movement was slow, yet not discovered.

Seeing this scene, the netizens on the Blue Star side didn't know what was going to happen, while the friends who had already watched it frantically flooded the bullet screen:

【Don't!!! Division Commander Chen!!!】

【My hands are shaking! I don't dare to watch...】

【His hands are moving! His hands are moving!】

【Where are the guards?! Stop him quickly ah ah ah ah!!!】

【This is the real tough guy...】

As Division Commander Chen Shuxiang's hand reached the wound on his abdomen, the guarding soldiers nearby finally discovered it and suddenly became alert:

"What are you doing?!"

This loud shout attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers, who were frowning and alert.

A few soldiers even had cold sweat, frantically rolling their eyes, recalling that when they searched his body, they should have searched it clean; there shouldn't be any weapons on him, right?!

The two guards nearby wanted to step forward, but only saw Division Commander Chen Shuxiang suddenly laugh out loud.

The blood-stained fingers had already sunk deep into the bandages on his abdomen.

As Division Commander Chen Shuxiang exerted force abruptly, the moment the bandages burst open, the pupils of all the guards contracted simultaneously.

That was not a struggle.

But a precise exertion of force so resolute it made one shudder.

Pfft—a muffled sound of flesh being torn came.

The clear sound was more shocking to the stream room than any gunfire; the tens of thousands of friends in the stream room inexplicably felt a pain in their abdomens, unable to help but feel weak all over.

Thump!

A guard collapsed on the ground, raising his trembling hands:

"He he he he he...! He is pulling... pulling... self... ah ah ah ah ah—!!!!"

The miserable and terrified screams echoed through the camp.

They were scared to the point of collapse.

And the officer in the distance also ran over urgently, but when he ran here, at a glance, he couldn't help but feel terrified and nauseated, looking at Division Commander Chen Shuxiang in horror.

His gaze couldn't stop being shocked:

"You?!!!"

Division Commander Chen Shuxiang just smiled weakly, gritting his teeth; the severe pain made his whole body tremble:

"For the revolution..."

Exerting all his strength in his hands, he twisted down fiercely:

"Ah—!"

A muffled groan, fresh blood gushed out.

That officer could no longer control himself, retreating backward while crawling:

"Madman!"

"They are all madmen!!!"

The surrounding soldiers also ran away in terror, not daring to stay here.

The perspective switched abruptly.

The fallen figure, the scene before his eyes gradually blurred, the blurred scene of the fleeing guard soldiers gradually turned into a series of revolving lanterns.

The voices of comrades-in-arms also rang in his ears, along with the roar of the bugle for the charge.

Unaccountably.

The Blue Star netizens felt that Division Commander Chen Shuxiang at this moment was smiling, that kind of very happy smile.

Just a few seconds.

As the sound of the charge bugle gradually disappeared, the screen also gradually went dark.

"Red Army... long live..."

The screen completely fell into darkness.

At this moment, the stream room was completely shocked:

【He was really smiling at the end... He was smiling, that kind of impossible-to-bear pain, he was smiling ah!!!】

【Red Army... long live...: (crying until I can't see the screen)】

【The charge bugle in the background... was it the last song he heard?】

【Was there the morning sun of Mount Jinggang in the revolving lantern scene?】

【This is unscientific!! Impossible!!!!】

【The shot of the guards fleeing is amazing... Faith can really scare the enemy out of their wits!】

【That Blue Side officer's face was beaten swollen!!】

【Please remember: December 18, 1934, there was a 29-year-old division commander who taught us what a "tough guy" is.】

However...:

The video was not over yet.

As the screen brightened.

The Blue Star netizens held their breath, because the Blue Side's pursuit was still continuing.

The turbid river water, carrying broken military hats, straw sandals, and corpses, surged past in front of the lens, and a large number of troops had already crossed the Xiangjiang.

But its tragedy was self-evident.

On the only remaining pontoon bridge in the middle of the river.

The last three hundred Red Army rearguards were using their bodies to fix the swaying wooden boards, but the pursuers behind had already arrived.

A small bugler suddenly turned around and rushed toward the pursuers with a grenade.

The broken military bugle at his waist drew an arc in the sunset, but the machine gun bullets from the opposite bank swept over, instantly piercing the little bugler's body, turning his body into a sieve.

The face full of childishness, under the slow-motion playback, also showed a revolving lantern, and that short revolving lantern merged with Division Commander Chen Shuxiang somewhere.

That was...

The morning sun rising over Mount Jinggang.

Bang!

The screen went dark.

The perspective suddenly switched to the opposite bank; at this moment, because the enemy was bombed, they could not pursue.

The Red Army general, soaked all over, held onto half a military flag tightly.

When he looked back at the river surface, the wreckage of the burning pontoon bridge flickered in the river water.

And on the cliff on the opposite bank.

Under an old pine tree scorched by artillery fire, a few tender green shoots were stubbornly drilling out of the scorched earth, looking out at the troops that had crossed the Xiangjiang.

The battle... had just begun.

Boom—!

【Bloody Battle of the Xiangjiang】

Four iron-painted silver-hook characters pierced the screen, every stroke like it was carved with a bayonet, making one unable to recover for a long time.

Only heavy breathing remained in the stream room.

After a long time, Fang Ming's voice came, taking a deep breath:

"Brothers."

"Let me calm down."

No one in the stream room urged him.

Because they hadn't recovered either, especially the resolution of Division Commander Chen Shuxiang...,

That power of faith...

That final Red Army long live...:

The shock to the Blue Star netizens who didn't have this history was no less than a magnitude 10+ earthquake.

Fang Ming calmed down for a while, his voice still trembling slightly:

"This plot..."

"Hard to imagine, really hard to imagine."

"Polar Star's plot is done too amazingly."

"Every time it refreshes the worldview."

Looking at the replay button, Fang Ming took a deep breath, but hesitated to click it for a long time.

Reasonably speaking.

There were so many CGs from Polar Star Company, many of which would be watched repeatedly, but only this CG, Fang Ming didn't dare to watch a second time.

After doing a few minutes of psychological construction, he finally gave up watching it again.

Fang Ming rubbed his face and let out a long breath:

"Brothers, let's look at the forum to calm down."

However... no surprise.

At this moment, the forum was also full of posts shocked by this CG.

The history on "Earth" was truly too shocking, especially the 【Republic】's, which could always bring different shocks to the Blue Star side.

However, soon a post was topped to the headlines of the forum.

The CG on the Polar Star official website seemed to be a preview, because not long after the CG was released, a streamer on the Tian Sha streaming platform triggered the 【Bloody Battle of the Xiangjiang】 plot. ===== CHAPTER 181 =====

plot.