That cry of "Charge with me!" was like a thunderclap that had crossed seventy years, erupting over the Martyrs' Cemetery!
Every word carried the killing fury of clashing steel and charging steeds, the carnage of mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
Boom!
Throughout the Cemetery, hundreds of thousands of Dragon Kingdom soldiers were shaken to their very cores.
They seemed to see a sweeping panorama of war unfold before them!
On the frozen Korean Battlefield, a towering figure raised his arm and called out. Behind him, a vast army launched a charge to the death against the enemy positions!
Even through a screen, even across seventy years, that overwhelming martial fury still made every battle-hardened commander present tremble, their blood surging!
"Grandpa..."
Yue Xiaofei's hand trembled slightly as he held up his phone.
So Grandpa had not truly lost his mind.
The supposed dementia, the supposed failing memory-it was only that this sleeping tiger had yet to hear a bugle call powerful enough to wake him!
And MacArthur was that most piercing of bugle calls!
He had briefly unleashed the god of war named [Tiger Braves]!
"O-old commander..."
Lin Tiejun, a major general who had weathered countless storms, was now trembling all over, tears streaming down his aged face.
Back then, he had only been a young soldier in Yue Qinhu's guard company. Only later had he become the regimental commander's personal guard.
In his memories, the old commander had commanded only a single regiment.
Only today did he learn that the old commander had once commanded a vast army-the Dragon Kingdom's iron army of an entire era!
In a corner of the Cemetery.
Sun Desheng, the cemetery keeper who had remained silent all this time, slowly raised his hand toward the phone screen and gave a military salute