Zhang Jinglin shook his head: "I don't know what he is going to do either."

On the way to retreat, there was a lot of discussion in the First Army, and everyone was speculating why the young marshal left alone.

Some people speculate that the Young Marshal had another plan, but there were no reinforcements on Fort 178. What could the Young Marshal do even if he arrived at Fort 178?

The steam train was driving at full speed and was getting closer and closer to Fort 178. When the garrison soldiers on the wall of Fort 178 saw the train, they quickly shouted: "It's the young marshal, please open the city gate!"

At this time, the residents outside the Tongzhong Square also looked at Ren Xiaosu inexplicably.

They didn't know what was going on, they only knew that after entering the 178 Fortress, the young marshal suddenly ran to the Tongzhong Square and said a lot of words inexplicably.

They were far away, and they didn't even know what Ren Xiaosu said.

The residents of the 178 Fortress were not sure what Ren Xiaosu was doing.

However, the next moment, a sound suddenly sounded in the center of the bronze bell square: "We are willing to go."

"The responsibility is unshirkable."

"We have been waiting for this moment."

This is no longer a voice that only Ren Xiaosu can hear, but everyone can hear it.

A golden figure walked out from the center. It was Commander Li, the most prestigious of the 270,000 heroic spirits.

Then the second, the third, the first thousand, the first thousand, the one hundred thousand...

Ren Xiaosu originally thought that he could summon ten thousand heroic spirits as the limit, but he himself did not expect that his limit was no limit.

More and more golden heroes walked out of the bronze bell square, like a golden sea.

Gradually, the bronze bell square could not accommodate it at all, and the huge number of heroic spirits squeezed the residents into the next street.

The residents had no idea what was going on, nor did they know where these golden figures came from.

At this moment, a young hero suddenly said to a woman in her thirties: "Nannan..."

The woman looked blankly at the young soldier in front of her. The other party looked particularly handsome in the Northwest Army uniform. She had seen this heroic father in the photos more than once.

17 years ago, when she was about to go to school, her father stuffed her a candy and told her to go far.

As a result, the other party has been away for 17 years and has never come back.

When she was young, she hated the other person, but when she grew up, she didn't hate him because her lover was also a Northwest soldier.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of her, the woman burst into tears. She finally knew what was happening at this moment.

On the other side, a middle-aged man in his forties looked at a young hero in front of him and asked in confusion: "Fang Yuan?"

The heroic spirit named Fang Yuan suddenly turned to look at him, and after identifying him for half a minute, hesitated and asked: "Lin Ke?"

Lin Ke, who was in his forties, suddenly burst into tears: "You are alive. I have been dreaming every day for the past seventeen years. I dreamed that I was not transferred from the outpost on the day when the war began. I dreamed that I was killed in battle with you!"

Fang Yuan grinned and said, "Then you are so miserable."

Gradually, everyone understood.

The young marshal in the center of the bronze bell square is resurrecting all the martyrs of the Northwest Army!

"The pioneers of the Northwest Army have all been resurrected."

"Martials, follow the young martyr to save the 178 Fortress!"

A huge cheer broke out outside the bronze bell square, and almost everyone had only one expression in the cheers, and tears filled their eyes with extreme excitement.

Those martyrs who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood for the Northwest have come alive.

Ren Xiaosu felt that the blood in his body seemed to be burning again and began to boil.

He turned around and walked outside the Fortress 178, and all the golden heroes followed him.

A heroic spirit shouted loudly to the residents from behind: "Is there any Liu Xu who knows Wei Zilu? Tell him that he is alive and is about to go to fight to kill the enemy."

The hero also muttered: "I originally thought this kid was easy to control, but it turned out to be an old monster over 200 years old. Is this a big deal recognized his ancestor!"

"Then we have become heroes now. After the war is over, can we beat him up? This guy has been disgusting us a lot before..."

"Yes, don't forget this!"

Ren Xiaosu didn't listen to what the heroic spirit behind him said, his pace became faster and faster until he started running.

The golden torrent followed him, rushing all the way out of the city, facing the direction of the enemy, and launched a charge from afar.

This is the first time Ren Xiaosu uses the ability of the Temple of Heroes and the first time he has his own heroic spirit. Although Luo Lan's heroic spirit has increased a certain amount of physical fitness, the increase is actually very limited, only about 1.5 times the original one. After all, Luo Lan's own strength is indeed not very good.

But Ren Xiaosu is different. He is much stronger than Luo Lan.

The heroes felt their new bodies, and they only felt that they were full of power. This was a powerful experience they had never had before. Almost everyone's strength increased by three times.

This is a T3 unit with a number of 270,000, and is also the most brave and warriors in the history of the Northwest Army.

Ren Xiaosu ran wildly in front of the golden torrent, looking down from the sky, the golden torrent behind him was so magnificent and magnificent.
Chapter completed!