The morning mist, under the light of the sun, dissipated somewhat reluctantly, revealing a sleeping army* and team that was encamped all over the mountains.

After a night of silence, the team woke up. The officers and soldiers who came out of the tents either ate or walked along the road in front of the camp to the front, and the road that had been trodden under their feet had become a large road. A small river flows slowly in the distance, and although winter has arrived, the water is thankfully not frozen yet.

"Perhaps, it will snow in a few days."

Yang Cheng said to himself, holding a few military uniforms in his hands, he wanted to go to the river to wash his clothes, and he had accumulated several dirty clothes.

Sitting on the stone by the river, Yang Cheng washed his clothes with soap, the soap bubbles floated in the river, and the soldiers who were washing clothes could be seen everywhere by the river, which was different from the mainland, in the mainland, they could throw their dirty clothes to the laundry room near the barracks, and as long as they spent dozens of dollars, they could wash their clothes, but there was no laundry room opened by the people here.

While they were washing their clothes, a horseman on the bridge rode over, and he saw the soldiers by the river shouting loudly.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't do the laundry, hurry back, it's time to act......"

The cavalryman was a herald, and no one doubted his words, and when the soldiers who had been washing their clothes heard this, they all put down what they were doing, and simply fished their clothes in the water, and then ran towards their respective camps with their clothes in their arms. ，

"It's time to act!"

Upon returning to the camp, Yang Chengcheng shouted to the brothers.

"We're going to do it tomorrow! It was the herald of the town command. ”

Yang Cheng, whose eyebrows were dancing, said to the brothers in the team.

"After waiting for so long, finally they don't have to wait any longer, when the time comes, the artillery will definitely blast open the city wall first, just that earthen wall, I dare to say, as long as one cannon hits, it will definitely collapse, and then we will directly kill the enemy in the city."

He described a spectacular battle to the brothers around him, and even made arrangements for the battle, which seemed to be both decisive and detailed.

"Come on, come on, let's wait until the order comes down, we've encountered this kind of thing several times."

Compared to Yang Cheng's excitement, the surrounding brothers didn't seem to have much interest, and they scattered around, as if they didn't believe much in such "rumors" anymore, but between the rows of low thatched huts, they just sat in twos and threes, checking the weapons in their hands.

A local Turen coachman, at the warm invitation of the brothers, performed a dance on the ammunition box, and these so-called "Turen" were actually mostly "banner people", perhaps they called themselves "Ming people", but their appearance was different from that of the Ming people, and their mothers were often local Semu natives. Under the influence of their mothers, most of them are good at singing and dancing.

Lee, who had been dancing on the ammunition box, had to sit there dejectedly when an officer brought him a cloth bag.

"Here, take it."

It's a small bag of steamed buns, and it's why Lee is willing to dance and perform, hoping that by currying favor with the soldiers, he can get extra food, steamed buns, flour and even corn to feed the horses, all of which can improve his life and his family's life.

"Thank you, thank you, Master Jun......"

For Li Huan's gratitude, the officer didn't look at it at all, but it was just a few steamed buns.

"Nonsense! It's all nonsense—it's all deception! ”

The other private had a loud voice. His face flushed, and his hands stabbed angrily into his trouser pockets, without any intention of checking his weapon.

"I don't believe the damn troops will move, let's nail it here. In the past two weeks, there have been eight preparations for the operation, but none of them have been moved, according to me, we are here to eat and wait until we are hungry, and when all the people in the city are starving to death, then let our brothers go in and collect the corpses. ”

The brothers' reaction made Yang Cheng feel obligated to explain.

"Ouch, what do you think of beauty, collect corpses? Maybe it's all eaten by people, what else will they receive? ”

The corporal got ahead of him and cursed.

"No, learn from me, I just laid a wooden floor in my shack yesterday. When I first came here, I couldn't help but make my apartment more comfortable, and at that time, I always felt that we were going to act soon, but now, ...... Brothers, I think we're going to live here almost forever, this place to live is more comfortable, and life is comfortable, isn't it? ”

"I can't say that, maybe it's true this time......"

The guys are fighting for it there. Some people were still there to talk about the battle plan in a nutshell, and the result was a disaster

to the opposition of the brethren who thought they would not act. The big guys are talking to each other about their opinions, and they all want to get people's attention. And Yang Chengbing constantly coped with everyone's questions.

"What are we going to do, Yang Cheng."

"Be actionable."

"Oh, it's all about smuggling. How do you know?"

"Hmph, believe it or not, I don't care."

Yang Cheng's reply was intriguing, and his disdain to show evidence convinced everyone. Many of the brothers began to examine their weapons.

Keep your ears up and listen to the gossip of the brothers. Having heard enough of the chatter of marching and fighting, Li re-entered his shack tomorrow. In winter, the half-ground shacks are warmer than tents, so when the weather cools down, the shacks replace the tents.

Li Mingming just wants to stay here alone so that he can be alone. Lie down on a plank bed. At the other end, the ammunition box was used as furniture and was built by the firepit.

On the wall of the wooden plank was a picture torn from a pictorial magazine, a woman outlined in simple lines, a certain comfort for the soldiers, and a few rifled guns hung on the wooden nails. The gear is hung on the wall, and a folding tent overhead acts as a roof.

The sun outside shone on the tent, making the shack glow a pale yellow. A ray of sunlight came in from the small window, and it was messing around

A slanted white mark was left on the messy floor. The green smoke on the fire pit always ignores the smoke made of mud

The chimney lingers in the house. This unreliable chimney and firewood burned the whole shed all the time

The danger of dropping. Still, the fire pit is the only tool they can rely on to keep warm after dark.

Li Tomorrow was a little frightened by the news he had just heard.

Looks like we're going to fight!

Tomorrow, perhaps, there will be a battle!

He also had to participate.

Although when he joined the army, he knew that war was inevitable. But he felt fear just by thinking about death.

Of course, like many young people, Li Mingming had always dreamed of fighting, and he had imagined himself bloodshed on the battlefield, and he had imagined the sweeping artillery fire, all of which had thrilled him. In his dreams, he witnessed that he had participated in many battles, and when he triumphed, the villagers would congratulate him and envy him.

But when he woke up, facing the possibility of going to war at any time, he felt fear, he felt fear. He kept trying to make himself stronger so that he wouldn't run away.

Although he knew that he would not escape, he was truly afraid of death. Although his heart was filled with a desire for victory and military feats. But on the other hand, there was a senseless fear in his heart. When you think of war, all kinds of possibilities arise in front of you.

Death is possible!

He pondered the dangers he would encounter, but he did not have the courage to be steadfast.

Jumping up from the bunk, Lee began to walk back and forth nervously tomorrow.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with me?"

Li Xingxing hugged his head and said loudly to himself.

All his previous understanding of himself was vague, Li Xingxing didn't expect that he didn't know anything about himself, he didn't expect that he was so timid. He was afraid that because of his timidity, he would fall into eternal shame for himself, his family, and even the entire Li family.

Deserter!

Coward.

"Ahh

He screamed again in frustration.

After a while, Zhao Peng walked into the door, followed by Wang Yuan, who had a loud voice, and the two of them were still arguing.

"Alright,"

Zhao Peng said when he came in, waving his hand with a rich expression,

"Believe me or not. You just have to sit down, just wait, and you'll soon understand that I'm right. ”

Wang Yuan also seemed very stubborn, and he said casually:

"Hmph, you can't be so sure, do you think you're the town guard?"

"I didn't say that, I'm just a private class."

Zhao Peng said as a country began to pack bits and pieces into his backpack, apparently, he had already decided that there would definitely be a war tomorrow.

Looking at the busy figure of the brother, Li asked tomorrow.

"It's going to start, isn't it?"

"Definitely,"

Zhao Peng replied confidently.

"Just wait until tomorrow, and we'll be able to see the biggest battle of our lives. Wait and see, when this battle is over, we can show off in front of others in this life. ”

"Really?"

Li Ming asked, feeling his heart pounding.

"Hey, I said brother, this time you can really see the war, the real battle."

Zhao Peng said with some pride.

"Tomorrow, it is guaranteed that 10,000 cannons will fire in unison, and when the time comes, the cannon will be able to blast out the sky......"

He was bent on showing the brothers a fierce battle, but he didn't describe it in much detail, but even that was enough to make everyone imagine how fierce the battle would be tomorrow.

"You just blow it......"

Wang Yuan snorted casually, and then shouted.

"If there is a war tomorrow, my surname will be written backwards!"

"You are surnamed Wang, and you are also a king if you write it upside down!"

Zhao Peng said with a smile.

"Where are you kid looking for a cigarette, why the hell are you scolding me!"

Wang Yuan heard the scolding in his words.

"Hey, you'll see tomorrow!"

Zhao Peng, who took advantage of the sentence, did not continue, but changed the topic and said.

"There will definitely be a fight tomorrow, I have heard that there are already several troops, and this morning they were dispatched, and I heard that there are not a few troops left in the camp. They have already entered the front line, and I have a fellow villager who has seen it with my own eyes, and I dare say that tomorrow we will definitely be able to fight,"

"Really ......"

Li Ming looked at Zhao Peng in a daze. At this time, he heard Zhao Peng calling him.

"Tomorrow!"

"Huh?"

"Tomorrow, what do you think, am I right?"

"Oh, if you can fight well, in my opinion, it's a good fight."

Lee did not want others to see his timidity, and he did not want to get involved in the dispute between the brothers.

"Of course, whether you fight or not, in the end, it depends on the order of King Jin, if you don't have an order, you will definitely not fight, if there is an order to come down, it will be a knife in the sky, and you will have to kill it."

"You kid, if you say it, you don't say it, do you think there will be people deserting in our camp? There are so many recruits in our battalion. ”

Zhao Peng's question made Li Mingming's heart tremble, he shouldn't have seen it. But he didn't seem to look at himself, just buried his head in packing his things/

"Oh, maybe there will be a few. However, no one in any regiment did not have such a person, especially the first time they encountered a rain of bullets, no one dared to be a deserter, at most they did not dare to charge, and they were frightened. What's the big deal? ”

Li Mingming put on a magnanimous appearance.

Of course, most of the brothers certainly don't do that, they definitely want to have a good time. Don't look at the "many recruits" in our battalion, but the coco brothers all have a kind, as long as they start, the brothers will definitely fight very bravely, no worse than others. ”

He especially emphasized the last sentence, as long as you are not worse than others. This is what he thinks now, just be no worse than others, and then save his life.

"Come on, come on, don't sing and drink there, I dare say, I won't be able to fight tomorrow......" Wang Yuan's big voice sounded again.

"I can definitely fight, I dare say, if it's fast, maybe it will start at night......"

The two of you are arguing with each other, and on this issue, it seems that both of them obey each other, but what's the point of arguing about these?

Seeing the two of them arguing over whether there would be a fight tomorrow, Li Mingming really couldn't figure out why they were fighting.

"Actually, it's okay not to fight!"

Finally, Li Mingming interrupted them:

"If we don't fight, when this winter is over, maybe the people in the city will starve to death, and then we won't have to fight anymore, and this battle will be easy."

"Fart, in that case, what kind of military merit do our brothers have!"

Wang Yuan was immediately unhappy.

"But no, without military merit, what are we going to do as soldiers?"

Zhao Peng said meaningfully.

"I've thought about it for a long time. As long as I go to the battlefield, I will kill a few more enemies desperately, and then make military achievements. That's right, that's it, God, I'll definitely be able to make military achievements when the time comes......"

"Humph! Do you think that's the only one you think? ”

Wang Yuan snorted again.

Everyone is eager for military merit, and everyone is like this, looking at his comrades-in-arms, Li Mingming fell silent, and when he was annoyed by his timidity, suddenly, there was a faint explosion in the air.