Liangjian: I, Jia Xu, Offer Sacrifice to Pingele

Jia Xu, the poisonous warrior of the Three Kingdoms, died and became Li Wen, a weak soldier in the cooking class of the New Regiment in northwest Shanxi in 1940. There is no system warehouse, no advanced technology, only the brain of a poisonous man who once calculated all people's hearts in the troubled times of the late Han Dynasty, and an iron rule engraved in the bones - a strategy for troubled times, which can sacrifice thousands of enemy chiefs without harming an inch of our land or half of our compatriots. Cangyunling was under heavy artillery fire, and Li Yunlong was about to break out to the east. Jia Xu held a bowl of porridge and whispered: "Captain, there are pockets on the east side, and Bantian's head hangs on the high ground on the west side. But we must first let the villagers withdraw into the mountain col, and then use mortars to call their names - only the headquarters will be bombed, and half of the houses will not be touched." In that battle, the Bantian regiment headquarters was wiped out in ashes, and the people at the foot of the mountain were unscathed. Li Yunlong stared at the separation line drawn by this "little cooking soldier" on the map and cursed: "Damn, you dare to gamble more than me, but you are more protective than the political commissar!"