C261 Psalm in the Fire

In a field filled with lush grapes, Lei Ao sprinted westward along a ravine. As a Prussian with strict moral standards, not saving someone from death was the biggest sin and he would be sentenced after death.

"Selfish Chinese, the rumors were indeed correct about them. These inferior people who have abandoned their morals should walk towards the cemetery …"

Leo looked at the burning sky in the distance, thinking of the helpless orphans surrounded by fire, and the hesitant faces of the Chinese, as if he had swallowed a brazier of charcoal.

We can understand the feelings of this freelance writer, the forest trained by the New Army is the closest to the fire, as long as these Chinese are willing, they can reach the fire as fast as they can, even faster than hamburger's fire brigade.

However, at the most critical moment, they actually backed off. For the sake of that shitty Prime Minister, could a single person's safety be above that of a group of people? The Empire was truly muddle-headed to be involved with these people.

Leo ran with all his might. He had used up almost all of his energy, and it didn't take long before he was out of breath.

At the end of the day, he was just a scholar writing on a desk. His physical fitness was already very poor. Even running five kilometers across the fields would take his life.

Sure enough, after running for over two thousand meters, he tripped on something and threw himself onto the grape arbor. The strong vines cut through his clothes and skin, and blood flowed profusely from his forehead.

"Leo!" How is it? "Are you hurt?" Jonas ran over and helped him up.

"I really hate myself. Why am I so useless …" Leo covered the wound on his forehead, tears trickling down his cheeks.

Jonas was also infected by Lei Ao's emotions, but what's the use of being anxious and angry. In the pitch black night and being in a grape field filled with weeds?

At that moment, they suddenly heard a hubbub behind them. Chaotic footsteps pressed against the ground as they rushed towards them. Before they could even wake up, figures could be heard running past them one by one.

"We are not as good as you at writing, but do you want to compete with us in a night march? "You'd better not think about it …"

Everyone was in a state of battle, and one black shadow after another moved like cheetahs, charging towards the west as three hundred people swept across the land.

"Leo, remember your duties... Tell the whole of Europe what kind of army we are, what kind of people we Chinese are... "

"I'm sorry, I was wrong to blame you …" Lei Ao looked at the Forces nouvelles soldiers s who were rushing past him, and tears started streaming down her face uncontrollably.

At this time, Jonas took off the photographic equipment from her back and returned it to Leo. "This is your weapon, the only thing you can do is to record the postures of these warriors, and not let them bear the shame of cursing again … "As for those words of apology, it's better to swallow them into your stomach …"

Lei Ao and Jonas supported each other as they ran towards the burning grounds. At this time, the s of the new army had already rushed out of the grape field and stepped onto the dirt road that led to the city.

The location of the fire was indeed the winery that Lei Ao had guessed. In just a short period of time, the winery was already covered in flames and all the windows and doors were on fire.

Not only was the winery hopeless, even the surrounding houses and warehouses had been set on fire. No one knew what exactly was stored in those warehouses, and the smoke and dust in the air carried an extremely pungent smell.

"Sir, look!" Is that the orphanage Mr. Leo was talking about? " Following the shouts of the sentries, everyone turned their attention to the alley to the north of the street. That was the place where most of the people had been rescued.

"There's no mistake. No one's going to save so many burning places. Everyone's gathered there. It must be that orphanage …"

At the northwest corner of the fire site, in the depths of an alley between two buildings, was the orphanage that was surrounded by raging flames. Now that the fire site had surrounded the orphanage, not to mention saving people, they couldn't even get past this street that was spewing raging flames.

Buckets of cold water were poured onto the street and turned into white smoke. The surrounding residents were all gathered here. There were even some women who fainted on the street corner. The crackling of the flames, mixed with the cries of women and children and the voice of the old man praying for God, and more of the confused footsteps of the fireman.

"That won't do, the flames are too big. We can't even get close …"

"God has abandoned these children. By the time we extinguish the flames in the alley, the orphanage inside will have been completely burnt down …"

"Wuwuwu …" "No, absolutely not. God will not abandon these children. You are blasphemous!"

"Then what do you think we should do? With such a large fire site, what do you think we should do …"

The crowd was in a state of chaos, and everyone seemed to have thoughts of giving up. Those aged elders thought of those adorable and naive children, and they burst into tears.

"Make way... Get Out of the way... Who has a blanket, take it out quickly... "The more the better …" Just as everyone was about to give up hope, a strange accent came from the east side of the street. All the people of hamburger present had never heard such a strange accent.

When they turned their heads to take a closer look, everyone's eyes were as wide as brass bells. People even crossed themselves to vent their shock.

"Who are these people? "Who are they?" No wonder these ordinary citizens were shocked. No matter what era it was, a soldier wearing the same uniform would always give people an intense visual conflict. Furthermore, the people in front of him were all Asian faces.

"Could it be the legendary Mercenaries of China? Were they the mysterious armies from the east? "Oh, God, it's all real, it's all real …"

Xiao Hexin and the others did not have time to respond to their surprise. The fire field was a battlefield, and their gazes were only directed towards the end of Fire Lane, the orphanage that was at the brink of death.

"Blanket... Where are the blankets... "Give us blankets …" The continuous repetition of the German words finally calmed the citizens down, and the weeping women rushed back to the house and took out the heaviest blankets.

"Water... "Hurry up and splash the water …" The first to snatch the blanket was the Japanese swordsman Yepingtai. The homes in the Japanese Islands were basically all made of wood, they had more experience dealing with fire than anyone else.

"What are you standing there in a daze for? Hurry up and splash the water …" The continuous roaring and gesticulating finally let the foolish Hamburg citizen understand. Along with three buckets of cold water, he splashed them out, and the heavy wool blanket instantly became as heavy as a piece of metal.

Yepingtai's entire body was hidden under the blanket, the torn up military uniform was tied to his nose and mouth, looking at the dragon's throat like fire alley, he rushed in without hesitation.

"AHH!" The crowd was going crazy. They never would have thought that these people from the East would be this crazy. They really wanted to die!

At this time, Lei Ao and Jonas also ran over. Seeing this scene, Lei Ao immediately grabbed his camera and started to take pictures nervously, while wailing and crying at the same time.

With Yepingtai taking the lead, following closely were Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Luo Huo and the rest. Even Xiao Letian's foster son, Xiao Bingtailang, also rushed in with a wet blanket on his back.

Jonas was dumbfounded. Why did she discover that the first ones who charged into the sea of flames were all military officers? Didn't Xiao Letian say before, that these people were his new army seeds and treasures? In the future, the army leaders would come out from this place. Why didn't the soldiers go in first?

How would he know that it was an iron law for officers to go first in the new army? This was an iron law that Xiao Letian had used actual action to create during the Tyrant Blood Battle. The other side, the literati Xiao Letian was able to lead the citizens and attack the enemy, what do we count as?

This was a soldier's soul, and it was not something that could be created just by a scholar writing on a stick, nor was it something that could be formed just by a few words of righteousness. Without a friendship that bled together, one would not be able to obtain a soldier's soul, and that was exchanged for with blood.

Company Commander rushed forward. Queue length also rushed forward. In the end, there weren't even enough blankets.

Not a single German present did not cry. These Chinese people really used their own lives to save them! Jonas cried profusely, and in the end, she kicked open the wooden door at the side of the street. She rushed into the room, grabbed a blanket and was about to rush into the fire.

"Splashing water, what are you all foolishly watching? "The Chinese are already giving it their all. What they are saving is our child …"

Prussian Nation was also a brave man, he could not be a coward at this time. Dozens of men wrapped in blankets wanted to rush in.

"No, definitely not. The space in the fire is narrow, it's bad if there's too many people …" "All of you, stand still. Don't cause any more trouble …" The rest of the Forces nouvelles soldiers formed a human wall to stop the crazy German.

"Let us go, that's our child. We can't watch our guest take the risk and remain indifferent. Otherwise, I won't be able to escape the condemnation of my conscience for the rest of my life …"

"Get out of the way, you've already done enough. We should be the ones following …"

"No, absolutely not. Fighting the fire also has its rules …" Mr. Jonas, please advise them not to push further, there will be danger … "

Just as the two groups of people were locked in a stalemate, there was a sudden boom from Fire Lane. They raised their heads and saw countless sparks flying in the air.

"My God! "The orphanage was burned down, it must have been burnt down …" The women and children hugged and cried together.

"Enough, enough, you guys don't have to squeeze anymore. There's no more space left in the fire …" "Wu wu wu. I'm begging you, yet you've caused so much trouble. We've already rushed in with almost a hundred people. The orphanage only has a total of a hundred children. It's enough, it's really enough …"

The young soldiers were already crying when an old man on the street suddenly knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together and held the silver cross in front of him. He began to sing a prayer song for the church, he was praying for the brave Chinese.

One, two, three, four … At the end of the long street, all the elderly, women, and children knelt down together and began to chant a prayer song, praying for the good Lord to save their children and save these young men from the East.

Leo was crying so hard that snot bubbles appeared on his nose. He kept manipulating the camera, trying to frame all the moving scenes in the photo forever. He wanted to let the whole of Europe know what a real Chinese was.

"God, please, I'm willing to work for these soldiers for my entire life, they are real heroes!"