The woman's nagging gave a new start to the New Army captives of the West Garden, like Chen Da. They began to think about their future, they thought about it more than once, but no matter how they thought about it, they would not be full of hope, hope, maybe they were at some point, their hope was very small, it was such a small hope, and it would be difficult to achieve it in such an era. But now, let the woman nag like this. Their hope burned like a small flame that suddenly turned into a raging fire.

They are no longer calm, and they are no longer numb. They want change, they want to get their own hope. It's their right. The wounded soldiers still know that they have the opportunity to change everything about themselves, let alone those with sound arms and legs. It's a gentleman, they all have such a mind.

Marrying a daughter-in-law, having a bunch of children, feeding these children, and passing on their lineage, this is the day, their requirements are not high, there are some fields in the family, and there are some savings. To live well, this requirement does not seem to be very big. But it just can't be achieved. Now's your chance.

Uncle Yang was very distressed here, their militia team only had more than 70 people, plus several nearby villages, and the militia that had been supplemented in the rear barely reached more than 400 people, but after a night of fighting. More than two hundred people went down. There were less than a hundred people left who could move. Uncle Yang is anxious, he can't find anyone, and they will lose Yang Village.

"Captain, what should I do? We don't have enough people. This Xiyuan New Army, last night fought hard enough, as soon as it came up, it was desperately fighting, if we hadn't killed more than 200 people, this opening would have been opened. A middle-aged man asked. Last night's battle was fierce. How intense it is. The trenches were littered with corpses, and both sides were fighting desperately. The death squads on the official side of the army will never be able to go back, and if they go back, they will be beheaded. Only by moving forward and constantly moving forward can there be a way to live, so they fight. A soldier of the New Army in Xiyuan actually used his body to block the muzzle of the artillery and tear a hole for the brothers behind, and their tactical literacy still exists. They quietly tore through a hole and entered it, and they could even touch their artillery position. If it weren't for the quick reaction and musket news later, their position might have been lost. That's it, they also relied on the method of throwing ** bags to repel the enemy, and the opponent's fighting skills really didn't say, in the narrow area in the trenches, the four militias couldn't beat each other alone, both sides were desperately fighting, so they repelled each other, and the officers and soldiers of the brigade cooperated very badly, they didn't even find the hole for the death squad to rush in, if they found the mouth to pour in, all the consequences would change.

That's what Uncle Yang is worried about. They've got to find more people to hold this position, to hold these openings.

"Damn, the new army in the West Garden has surrounded this place like an iron bucket, where are we going to find someone?" Uncle Yang said.

"Why don't you group those captives?" The middle-aged man said.

"Will it work?" Uncle Yang asked. The middle-aged man looked at the position of the new army in the West Garden.

"No, it has to be." The middle-aged man said.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Uncle Yang said. So saying, he went to the wounded soldiers. The captives are there, and there are quite a few captives coming from there these days. Some were blown unconscious. Some people didn't want to fight, so they hid here. Because they are also not optimistic that the new army of the West Park will be able to break here.

Wounded soldiers are still being sent here. The more wounded soldiers, the more intense the fighting is. And then there are the corpses. A large amount of white cloth wrapped the injured corpses, many of them did not have names, and the Red Turban Army could only be reined in and simply buried. This can be regarded as respect for the dead.

Uncle Yang suddenly appeared among the captives and wounded soldiers.

"The situation is urgent, you all came down from the front, you all know, we are about to be overwhelmed. We need people. Those who are willing to join our Red Turban Army, sign up, register, and die. Give more than 300 acres of land. Write the address of your loved ones, and the Red Turban Army will send it to you. If you are still alive after this battle, I will give you credit. From more than a hundred acres of land, it is all yours. Do you want to do it? Uncle Yang said such things very abruptly, which made Chen Da and the others not react.

"It's all men, don't hesitate like the girls, we men talk and say whatever we say. Everyone is a soldier, and now our Red Turban Army needs you, will you do it? Uncle Yang asked again.

"This sir. Do you want me to hurt an arm? Knives, I can still wield them. A wounded soldier from the West Park stood up and said.

"Yes. You are the first, Lao Tzu will give you a credit. Uncle Yang said.

"I did it too. Fuck. One of the West Garden captives stood up and said.

"I did it too. I did it too. Some of the wounded soldiers of the New Army in the West Park stood up and said.

"No, no, you're all still hurt." The woman stopped.

"Little sister-in-law, we are all men, and we have done the things that have made great achievements. You Red Turbans. It really can. As he spoke, a wounded soldier stepped forward. Uncle Yang could only give them a red turban. Then they wrapped themselves around their heads. They were still wearing the uniforms of the New Army in the West Garden, but now, at this moment, they became the Red Turban Army. Chen Da also stood up and joined in, he felt that a man was really faceless when he was a prisoner, and it was a matter of recovering a man's face and dignity, so he joined the Red Turban Army without hesitation.

Look at the wounded soldiers and prisoners of the New Army of the West Park who participated in the battle. They are real men.

The 323rd Regiment had reached the outskirts of Yang Village, and they had advanced for 30 miles in one night, and many soldiers could not find their company. Some of them have broken their feet. Others lost their shoes. I couldn't find the soldiers in the team, and there were many of them. The situation was so urgent that by the time the order was given, they were all asleep. But it's an order. They must also be resolute in their implementation. The 323rd Regiment was like this, they quickly assembled and marched towards Yang Village. It's been a hard journey for them.

Because a lot of troops lost a lot of people. The establishment was also disrupted. Some companies can't even find their own company commanders. They numbered more than 2,200 when they set out, but now there are less than 1,700 of them.

"Brethren, I know that everyone is tired. But the situation in Yang Village is very dangerous, we must immediately enter the battle in order to rescue them, otherwise, Yang Village will be defeated, and the new army of Xiyuan will run out of Yang Village. Yang Lin said.

"This West Garden New Army has run away. This responsibility is our 323 regiment. Our 323rd Regiment is a heroic unit, and each of them is a hero. Yang Lin said. The soldiers below, although tired, their backs were still wet, but now they were in good spirits, and they knew that a bloody battle had begun.

"Take Yang Village and block the new army in Xiyuan, our 323rd Regiment is the first achievement, that is, our 323rd Regiment is gone. It's worth it, too. Yang Lin said.

"Kill the New Army of the West Garden!" An officer shouted loudly.

"Kill the new army in the West Garden." The soldiers shouted. Joining this army is a stuffy gourd that has changed, and it is different in speaking and walking. Because they and the new army of the West Garden next Liangzi. They were the only regiment that specialized in fighting the New Army in the West Garden. Even the recruits could feel the excitement of defeating the Emperor's own army. This is a proud force.

"The new army of the West Park wants to rush over our heads. There are no doors. Come on. Kill the new army in the West Garden. Yang Lin shouted loudly.

"Follow the rush." Yang Lin shouted loudly. Then rushed out with the team. Seeing that his commander took the lead in rushing out, the other soldiers did not say anything, but rushed out with spears and arquebuses, and more than 1,700 people in the whole regiment rushed out at once.

After a night of fighting, the Xiyuan New Army had not yet adjusted, and suddenly found that a Red Turban Army that had just arrived on the battlefield was killing like a madman. They were caught off guard.

"Bang bang." When they rushed to the front, they were shot by a row of muskets, and they were shot with bows and arrows, and they were killed like a tide. It's a terrible thing, they've never had a way to play like this. The two sides were intertwined all at once, and it was a bloody battle in an instant.

Uncle Yang only reorganized the prisoners of the New Army in Xiyuan, and their team barely reached 300 people, and some women with flat poles also joined in. There is no way, this is all their combat strength.

"Uncle, uncle, look over there, reinforcements, our reinforcements are rushing over." A militiaman reported.

"I'll see. Good guys, it's our reinforcements, and it looks like there are quite a few of them. Uncle Yang said tremblingly with a telescope. His shaky hands made it impossible for him to hold the telescope steadily, and naturally he could not see some of the situation on the battlefield clearly, but this did not prevent him from observing some of the situation on the battlefield.

"Brethren. The main forces rushed over. The militia in our Yang Village are not all bad seeds, they rushed out with Lao Tzu and killed his mother. Uncle Yang shouted loudly.

"Fuck it." The soldiers shouted loudly.

"Rush." Uncle Yang was the first to rush out with his own knife. The soldiers behind rushed out. The wounded soldier of the New Army in the West Park rushed out with a broadsword in one arm. Chen Da jumped out of the trench with a spear. Even the woman picked up the pole and followed. For a while, another team rushed into the battle formation. The New Army of the West Park had never seen such a crazy team at all. They're all a bunch of crazy people. A bunch of madmen who don't want to die. In the face of such an opponent, it is too late to retreat.