Chapter 134: The Last Gift

After a day of fierce fighting, everyone had no strength to speak.

Most of them lay down on the ground and immediately began to snore.

Some of them took out half of the bread from their bosoms, and chewed it with great gusto, regardless of whose blood it was stained on. While eating, he was happy: "I really didn't expect that I would be able to eat cakes again!" While eating, he cried: "My brother didn't eat, he ate a lot, this was originally reserved for him!" Woohoo......"

Sima Qingyun also changed his previous elegance, sat on the ground with his buttocks, took out the water bladder, and wanted to drink a few sips of water, but found that it had already frozen and had to be thrown away.

The old man handed over a bowl at the right time: "Drink some hot water!" The broth had long since been drunk, so I ate some dry food. ”

"Does everyone have it?"

"Don't worry about it! If he couldn't even do this little thing, Li Shibin didn't know how many times he would die! ”

Sima Qingyun tore up the cakes that had already been frozen hard little by little, soaked them in a bowl, scooped them up with his hands, put them in his mouth carefully, and chewed them slowly.

Boss Zhe sneered: "I really don't know, who did you learn from this stinky problem?" The handsome man is not as particular as you! ”

Sima Qingyun smiled: "Dashuai is a nobleman, but he hasn't suffered much. I'm different, for a while, I often had to grab food from wild dogs, so I got into the habit of not wasting a little food.

The people who came out of the boys' army were actually pretty much the same. That is, when the handsome man was in Taizhou, he made us live like a person. So we have long sworn that the enemy of the commander is our enemy, and the order of the commander must be completed desperately.

Uncle, don't mind, don't think I'm sinister. I don't believe anyone except Dashuai! ”

Ma Liu interjected: "Okay, okay!" What kind of faithfulness do you express? Knowing that Dashuai values you, Dashuai also specially explained, if you are folded here, we don't have to go back! Dozens of our old brothers, all of us have a few more thunderbolt fireballs, aren't they just to protect you?

Hehe, there are so many good things, I really want to touch Yuan Hao and see if I can blow him up! ”

As he saw that it was getting late, the earth suddenly trembled. When I looked up, I saw smoke and dust rising from the southeast.

Sima Qingyun hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Reinforcements are coming!" Brothers, break through to the south gate! ”

In fact, there was no need for him to shout, and all the soldiers who had been notified in advance got on their horses and went straight to the south gate to assemble.

The Western Xia generals who were in charge of besieging the south gate saw that they were going to do something! Everyone is tired of the day, can't they stop for a while? It's so unlovely!

While organizing people to intercept, he sent a signal to report to Yuan Hao at the West Gate.

However, the veterans of the Western Xia military division are tired, how to resist the Jinmingzhai soldiers who are bent on fighting a way out.

In addition, Liu Ping, who came to respond, was a well-known general in the Western Army. The armored cavalry of that water, marching to the army, really shook the earth and shook the mountains, and it was brave and unstoppable.

As soon as it comes into contact, it is like a hot knife encountering snow, and it disappears in an instant.

Greeted the defeated generals of Li Shibin and his entourage who fled in panic, Liu Ping, the deputy director of the deployment of Yan Yan and Huanqing, had not yet spoken, and the deputy general Shi Yuansun Huobin took the lead: "Sima Doll, are you in a hurry?" The handsome man ordered me to wait to pick you up and take you home! ”

Shi Yuansun can not talk about the rules, Xun Gui, it is all this virtue!

Liu Ping can't, and Li Shibin can't.

Liu Ping, who is the main general, is a person who does not smile, glanced at the sycophant Jingshi Yuansun in disgust, and asked Li Shibin: "How are the casualties in Jinmingzhai?" What is the record? ”

With the urine nature of the Great Song Dynasty officers, asking about the casualties first, and then asking about the battle record is already Liu Ping's love for soldiers!

If there is a fire in the stables of the saint's house, the saint will first ask, "What is hurt?" In order to show the benevolence of the saints.

Liu Ping is not a saint, and the reason why he can make a name for himself in the northwest is not because of bullshit's benevolence.

Before Li Shibin could tell his tragic situation, Liu Ping waved his hand: "The military situation is urgent, don't talk about it!" The merits of your ministry are counted and reported by the Chinese army. I only ask you, can the soldiers who have escaped have horses to ride? ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Liu Ping nodded, and then said in a loud voice: "Pass my order, the rear team will become the front team, empty the mid-abdomen, and protect the brothers of Jinmingzhai to go home!" Be sure to fight your way out of the encirclement before the enemy forces close in! ”

The southeast direction was under the control of the Song army, and Yuan Hao had not many troops in the first place. The tens of thousands of cavalry who were recuperating were like bamboos, and almost encountered any decent obstacles, they successfully broke out of the encirclement and went straight to Yanzhou along the Yanhe River.

The generals of the Western Xia army did not dare to chase after them to the death, in case they were ambushed by the enemy, it would be very bad. said "Poor Kou Mo chase", and hurriedly roared to Yuan Hao to report the good news.

Where does the joy come from?

Isn't it a great joy to finally have a city that can withstand the biting cold wind?

It's a little dilapidated, and there's no one to drive or a decent house to live in, but it's better than setting up a tent in the field that leaks rain on all sides and gets wind in all directions.

In fact, it is not accurate to say that there is no one in Jinmingzhai. There were always seriously wounded soldiers, unwilling to drag others down, and begged to stay on the final mission.

At this time, in a cave in the ground, there were three such people.

A gray-haired veteran, an immature teenager, and a middle-aged man with a missing eye.

The three were different in age, but they all had the same thing in common, seriously injured and dying.

The boy's legs were cut off in unison, and there were still a few arrows left on his body that could not be pulled out—because he was wounded in the heart, and once he pulled it out, he would immediately die of exhaustion.

The veteran was also uncomfortable, one arm was missing, and the other arm didn't seem to be very agile, and he couldn't lift it up on his stomach.

The worst thing was the middle-aged man. Originally, there was only one eye, and half of his face was cut off, so he didn't look like a human in the first place, and now he can't look at it.

A few people listened silently to the sound of the people and horses in the city leaving, from the hustle and bustle, to the quiet, to the deathly silence.

The young man suddenly sobbed and cried, and said to the veteran in a slurred voice: "Uncle Wang, I'm afraid! ”

The middle-aged man, who could barely speak, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and muttered, "Bad seed! ”

The veteran was the calmest, took out a bag of wine from his bosom, and threw it over: "Just drink some wine!" ”

The young man took it, took a big sip of it, and then was choked and squirted out again: "It's so strong! ”

The veteran smiled: "You melon baby, this is alcohol, should you be sour pulp?" Throw it away, and don't spoil the good stuff! This is what Lao Tzu stole from the wounded barracks, do you know what alcohol is? It is the essence of wine. I don't get it either, probably the best bar! ”

Reluctantly took the young man's throwback, and the veteran took a sip of it: "It's delicious!" It's just a good thing, and it was actually used to clean the wounds of wounded soldiers. Handsome, this is a rich man! ”

took another sip and shook his head, as if he felt unworthy of a certain handsome's ruined behavior.

The middle-aged man smelled the wine, and the gluttonous worm was hooked, and muttered, "I'm going to do it too!" ”

The veteran said angrily: "Want to drink? You're not going to come and get it yourself, are you? Isn't it inconvenient to see Lao Tzu's hands and feet? ”

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and pointed to his waist and abdomen, the gauze wrapped around his waist had been soaked with blood that kept flowing out, and it was still dripping down, and a piece of it was already flowing on the ground.

The veteran smiled: "Look at Lao Tzu's belly, the intestines are turned out, and it doesn't look like your bear!" Yes, Lao Tzu is waiting for you, so that you can die together, it is also fate! ”

The young man finally cried out loud, and even the old soldier was angry: "You bear child, why don't you look like Lao Tzu at all?" Death is death, Sima Bu also said that we die more than Mount Tai, and after death, we will enter the martyr's ancestral hall. What a great honor! ”

The boy cried: "I haven't got a family yet, I don't want to die!" If I die, my mother will have no one to take care of! ”

"! Lao Tzu didn't have a family, didn't he live a happy life all his life? Besides, your mother looks like a watery spirit, like a flower, and I'm afraid that no one will take care of it. The people who lined up to take care of her could circle our village three times.

So far, I won't hide it from you. A few days ago, your mother went to see you in the stockade, and the two of us rolled in the woods in front of us. Tsk, that's a pinch! ”

The young man was furious: "You dare to arrange my mother, I will kill you!" ”

Reluctantly crawled to the veteran's side and made a gesture to kill.

The veteran smiled: "Aren't you afraid?" As far as your mother doesn't have a good face for anyone, who dares to be disrespectful to her? I thought, not that blessing!

This person, as long as he still has some thoughts, he will not feel how terrible death is. If you die, there will always be people in this world who remember you, and you will not be afraid. Unlike Lao Tzu, the lonely one, who died and didn't even burn paper money. ”

The boy said, "It's all right! Didn't you say that? After we die, we are going to enter the martyr's ancestral hall, how many people have to burn paper money for us that year? I'm afraid that when the time comes, you will always think that you have too much money and can't spend it all! ”

The veteran touched the boy's head: "What a good boy!" If I had a son like you, it would be worth dying! ”

The young man simply opened his mouth and shouted "Dad".

The veteran was so happy that he burst into tears, and cried in a low voice: "My old king has a queen!" Father, mother, do you hear me? Our Wang family has a queen! ”

The middle-aged man who was still drinking, looked at the scene of the father's love and filial piety, and snorted coldly.

Lao Wang was not happy: "You hum a fart!" I can't see Lao Tzu well, or what's wrong? I know that you have a small family, and you don't want to do this desperate errand. But if you look at your own appearance, can you cure it? If nothing else, it's cured, how do you eat? Sooner or later, it's a starvation death, so don't drag down your family anymore! ”

The middle-aged man muttered: "You are a good man, we are not a good man!" ”

"It's not a bad seed, you say frustrating words? Don't think that in our place where the fire is lit, there are dozens of other brothers waiting for meritorious service! ”

The middle-aged man was about to refute, when he suddenly saw the earthen wall above his head falling dust, and then he heard the sound of the booming and booming team.

Lao Wang smiled: "It's here!" Son, get ready to light the fire, let's go on the road together! ”

The young man pulled open a wooden board under him, which was full of hundreds of pounds of ** that he hadn't had time to load.

Lao Wang couldn't stop laughing: "I hope that our good things can send Yuan Hao back to the West." Son, light the fire! ”