One man's resistance against Japan, I mobilized a million people to aid Shanghai.

Inside the basement.

"Two million more is still needed..."

After pondering for a moment, Zhu Yong decided to summon his clone to discuss a solution face-to-face.

"Bai Qi, Sha Wujin, Chang Yuchun, Zhu Wenzheng...come quickly!"

The consciousness was transmitted, and in less than three seconds, the entire conference room was filled with people.

As soon as he sat down, Chang Yuchun started shouting in his loud voice.

"Damn it, all those monkeys from the Indochina Peninsula have gone into the rainforest! Even setting the mountain on fire won't help!"

"I wonder how they survived in the rainforest? That place is full of poisonous insects. Aren't these monkeys afraid of being poisoned to death?"

Sha Wujin said calmly:

"They're afraid! But they're even more afraid of us."

Zhu Yong interrupted their nonsense, glanced at the group, and said directly:

"We're still two million kills short. I only have one question for you guys: can you speed up the cleanup? I want to lead my troops right now and chop down those little devils!"

Everyone fell silent.

They were all alter egos of Zhu Yong, and when it came to killing Japanese devils, they were more enthusiastic than anyone else.

The key point is that it's not that they're unwilling to kill, but that the Japanese soldiers who were easy to purify have already been mostly purified.

Major cities on the Japanese islands, such as Kyoto, Nagoya, and Hiroshima, have long been cleaned up, just waiting for Zhu Yong to immigrate.

The remaining 70% are in the countryside, making them very inconvenient to search.

The "raw materials" are already on high alert, often searching several hidden villages before they can catch any fish that have slipped through the net.

After a long while, Sha Wujin spoke first:

"My Lord, give me another half day, and I can purify about another million."

This efficiency is already very high.

This is with the support of a large number of clones. Without the previous support clones, Sha Wujin would only be able to produce this much per day at most.

Zhu Yong remained silent, but Wang Lei was the first to become restless.

"My Lord, North China cannot wait."

"The poison gas is spreading, the people are wailing, and our brothers are falling in droves."

"Once Jinzhou falls, the 500,000-strong Japanese pirate army will advance unimpeded and head straight for Beiping and Tianjin!"

"We must send troops back to reinforce immediately!"

Zhu Wenzheng also shouted:

"Jinling can't wait either."

"**A million-strong army besieged the city, and the gates of Nanjing were wide open.**

"If East China is lost, our army will lose its most lucrative region and industrial base!"

"Your Excellency, prioritize redeploying troops to reinforce East China!"

"With the fall of East China, Nanjing changed hands, and the morale of the army and the people was utterly lost!"

"If we occupy Nanjing, we will surely declare ourselves the legitimate rulers, and those who are watching from the sidelines will flock to join us! That will be the true end of our power!"

Both clones need reinforcements.

But where will the reinforcements come from?

Zhu Yong's eyes were cold and stern as he shouted:

"Shut up, all of you."

The room fell silent instantly.

"Wang Lei,"

Zhu Yong asked:

"How much longer can you hold out on your end?"

Wang Lei's consciousness received clear images and data streams.

The dilapidated defensive line, soldiers coughing and vomiting despite wearing rudimentary gas masks, wounded soldiers with festering, ulcerated skin on stretchers, civilians crying and fleeing, and the dust billowing up by the Japanese invaders in the distance...

"The fighting is still raging on the outskirts of Jinzhou, and the pressure on the Shanhaiguan direction is immense."

"Without reinforcements, my most optimistic estimate is... Jinzhou can only hold out for two more days at most."

"Two days later, either the city will fall or we will be forced to retreat, but retreating means exposing more civilians to poison gas."

"Two days."

Zhu Yong repeated.

"Zhu Wenzheng," he turned to Hua Dong, "what about Nanjing?"

"The garrison in Anqing has engaged the enemy and is currently engaged in fierce fighting."

"If Anqing had the support of Li Wenzhong's 300,000 troops, it would probably have been able to hold out for a longer period of time."

"However, the Nationalist army on both sides of the Yangtze River is also constantly attacking. If Luzhou is lost, Nanjing will still be in danger."

"If reinforcements arrive, the siege of Nanjing will last... at the earliest eight days, at the latest ten days."

"You've managed to hold out for so many days, what are you afraid of?"

Zhu Yong calmly said:

"Listen, we only need half a day to complete the system upgrade task."

Wang Lei, his face filled with grief, said:

"But my lord, people are dying every minute on the front lines! The poison gas is still wafting!"

"The Japanese poison gas is about to cross Jinzhou and reach the rear."

"I know!"

Zhu Yong's eyes were cold and sharp as he said:

"So for the next half day, you must use all your skills to hold the Jinzhou-Rehe line, especially the air defense. You must not let the Japanese drop poison gas from the rear."

"Immediately activate all underground bunkers and air-raid shelters in North China, and prioritize the evacuation of civilians, especially the elderly, women, and children."

"The front line adopts a flexible defense, and some positions can be abandoned if necessary, but the structure must be kept intact and resist step by step to buy time with space."

"Mark the areas most severely affected by the poison gas and voluntarily give them to the Japanese pirates. Let them taste the poison they released themselves."

"At the same time, we hereby announce to the entire army and all the people of North China: The Japanese invaders have used internationally banned poison gas weapons to harm our soldiers and civilians, which is an outrage to both heaven and man."

"Our expeditionary force swears to fight the Japanese pirates to the bitter end and avenge our fallen compatriots!"

"Your task for the next half day is not to repel the enemy, but to defend. You must keep the Japanese devils at bay on the perimeter."

"The Eighth Route Army..." Wang Lei asked hesitantly.

"Tell them about epidemic prevention so they can protect themselves."

"Yes, sir!"

Wang Lei finally nodded.

Zhu Yong didn't look at Zhu Wenzheng, but instead looked at Bai Qi.

"Bai Qi, I plan to give you 200,000 troops to launch a northern expedition against Manchuria. While the Japanese are all in North China, we can recover Manchuria in one fell swoop. What do you think?"

Bai Qi was taken aback and said:

"But the purification of the Three Han regions..."

"I'm handing this over to you as my deputy. For you, the Northern Expedition is the most important thing."

"Yes. I wonder where these 200,000 troops came from?"

Bai Qi unconsciously looked at Li Wenzhong.

Only Li Wenzhong's soldiers have free time now.

Li Wenzhong looked troubled and couldn't help but say:

"My Lord, the forces of Lion City must not be mobilized lightly!"

"Malacca is a vital passage; we don't know when John Bull's fleet will arrive in the Indian Ocean, and once..."

"I couldn't persuade the soldiers in Malacca."

Upon hearing this, all the clones were taken aback.

If the troops in Malacca are not moved, the troops in Japan are not moved, the troops in Central and Southern China are not moved... where did these troops come from?

Zhu Yong's thoughts were directed towards a certain direction in Southeast Asia.

"Li Wenzhong, you are stationed in Singapore. How many soldiers and comrades do we have in various parts of Southeast Asia? How many of them are newly reorganized Nanyang Jing'an Army?"

Li Wenzhong's mind raced:

"The total number of conscripts in various regions, including Malaysia, Singapore, and Java, is approximately 200,000, but their equipment is mixed, their training is insufficient, and their loyalty is..."

"Loyalty is not important."

Zhu Yong's voice carried a hint of cruelty: "What I want is quantity."

"Weapons and equipment were allocated from the warehouse, including Japanese and captured British and American weapons. They didn't have to be the best; they just had to be usable."

"In the name of the Nanyang Volunteer Army, you are to immediately send them to the Three Hans."

Li Wenzhong was shocked: "My lord! These soldiers are fine for fighting when things are going well, but in this kind of tough battle, against all odds, if they collapse, they will disrupt the defenses of the Three Hans!"

"Furthermore, distant water cannot quench an immediate fire; sea transport to the Three Kingdoms would take at least ten days!"

"What kind of sea freight?"

Zhu Yong sneered:

"Go directly to your personal space."

"What?!?"

This command left all the clones present stunned and speechless.