Twenty miles outside Tujia Village, the sentries sent by the troops directly under the Hebei Southern Army Subdivision of the Eighth Route Army could already be seen in the mountains and forests. On the high mountains and steep cliffs on both sides of the road, there are also information trees that outsiders can't understand at all. Once there is a stir, but a pot of smoke, the Eighth Route Army in Tujia Village can get the news, and even clearly know the specific number and marching speed of the enemy army.

Every two miles towards Tujia Village, you can see one or two sentry sheds that have just been built with bluestone and logs on the side of the rugged road. Although in the winter days now, those sentry sheds guarding the road can be seen at a glance by passers-by, but as long as the spring of the next year is open and the grass grows and moss is abundant, at most in the summer, these sentry sheds can be integrated with the mountains and fields next to the road.

In addition, if you can't walk three or five hundred steps, in the middle of the road and near the left of the road where people can walk, there will be a wooden sign inserted that looks like a hurry to build, and a few big characters are written in the color of earth red - there are mines here, please detour from the left (right). Perhaps because he was afraid that someone would not be illiterate, near each wooden sign, there was still a villager from Tujia Village, most of whom were half-sized, with a sharp voice to show people the way.

Walking slowly along the rugged mountain road, the old lady Jiang, who was on crutches, couldn't help but sigh softly when she carefully bypassed a narrow intersection with mines, put her hand on the pergola and looked at the houses of Tujia Village that were faintly visible in the distance, and muttered to herself: "The road is blue, and the family is a family; Step by step, you can see the armor in the lower chest...... This Eighth Route Army, I'm afraid it can really become a climate......"

Although he was also out of breath on the rugged mountain road, when Mrs. Jiang had just stopped, the butler who was following Mrs. Jiang had already busily taken out a cleanly wiped Japanese military kettle from his arms and handed it to Mrs. Jiang diligently: "Taigong, I've been walking for a long time, and I'm tired of thinking about you?" Let's just rest on the side of the road, drink some tea, and walk for another half an hour, I'm afraid we will be able to reach the land of Tujia Village?"

Very casually took the Japanese military kettle handed by the butler, Mrs. Jiang took a few sips of warm tea shallowly, and then handed the kettle to the butler: "It's really hard for you to think thoughtfully?" I was afraid that I would get sick when I got warmed up and drank cold water, so I kept the kettle in my arms and warmed it all the way. You can drink some water.......

Halfway through the words, Mrs. Jiang stopped talking suddenly, and looked down at the Japanese military kettle in her hand: "This kettle ......"

Raising his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, the housekeeper replied, "This kettle is the honor of the heavens." I know that this time you are going to Tujia Village to hold this hundred village conference, I am afraid that you will be thirsty when you walk on the road, and it is inconvenient for us to carry the bamboo tube kettle, so I specially entrusted someone to send it to you. I heard from the Eighth Route Army who sent this kettle that this kettle was left by heaven for them to win the battle this time and pay it from the devil...... The captured ones are considered victorious lotteries!"

Squinting his eyes and nodding, Mrs. Jiang stretched out her hand and handed the kettle to the butler standing beside her: "A big battle really chilled the devils in Qingle County!" I heard the news from Qingle County that there were only forty or fifty devils who fled back to Qingle County, and even fewer of the two devils fled back. These days, the city gates of Qingle County have been sealed, which shows that the sky left them to fight...... Sweep away the haze, the sky is clear! Don't stop, let's go!"

"Taigong, this is not in a hurry for a while, right? Tujia Village held a meeting of 100 villages, and the heads of 100 and 100 villages in Qingle County will all arrive, so we are afraid that we will all come early. Let's walk slowly, we can hurry!"

"I arrived in Tujia Village earlier, and I would like to see how the Eighth Route Army can chill the devils as soon as possible!"

"Slow down, then...... The mountain road is not easy to walk, I hold you ......"

Stumbling all the way, and being more careful, when the old lady Jiang and the housekeeper walked to the entrance of Tujia Village, they still slipped hard. Although he was not injured under the support of the housekeeper, the shirt he was wearing was always stained with some mud.

Busy helping Mrs. Jiang roughly wipe the dust on her clothes, the housekeeper reached out and took out a famous post from his arms, and was about to deliver the famous post to the main person in Tujia Village according to the rules of visiting the village on weekdays, but Li Jiashun and Liziqun had already walked on the road at the entrance of the village. Still far away, the chestnut group had already greeted Mrs. Jiang loudly: "Mrs. Jiang, your old man has arrived!" Right now, the 100 village conference in Tujia Village is waiting for you! We, Commander Li and I, have already come to the village to greet you three or four times, and we are finally welcoming you......"

Gong Gong neatly arched his hand towards the chestnut group, and the old lady Jiang responded with a slightly different appearance and a harmonious voice: "I don't want to be greeted by the commander of your army, I am old and faint, and I am long overdue, and I ask you to atone for your sins!"

A few steps ahead, Li Jiashun slightly supported Mrs. Jiang, and smiled at Mrs. Jiang in a harmonious voice: "Mrs. Jiang, you are a great hero of our Eighth Route Army!" If this is left in the early years, we, the younger generations, will all be to carry you to the victory sedan chair and knock the gong of Houde! Come to the village entrance to greet your old man, this is also a deserved!"

Nodding modestly towards Li Jiashun, Old Lady Jiang walked towards Tujia Village, but asked in a low voice in surprise: "What the chief said, the old man really can't afford it." Again...... The old decay does not leave the house on weekdays, and Yu Guijun ...... Where's the credit?"

Lang laughed, Li Jiashun didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the group of chestnuts walking beside Mrs. Jiang, and squeezed his eyes slightly.

Nodding slightly knowingly, the chestnut group smiled at the old lady Jiang in harmony: "Taigong, this Mo Tianliu, Sha Bangqu, and in case of ringing, they all came out of your Dawu Village, right?" Since they joined the martial arts team, they have made a lot of contributions. Even those new comrades who had just joined the Wugong team from Dawu Village behaved very well in the battle! This old saying has been said - there are elders in the family, and children and grandchildren are self-sufficient. Taigong, you saved this little life, without your compassion back then, but there would be no wit and courage as today. Count the ins and outs...... That's a lot of credit for you, isn't it?"

"Captain Li's praise...... Compassion is shared by everyone. Tianliu is now accomplished, in the final analysis, it is still the martial arts team and Captain Li's teaching...... The old man never dares to take credit!"

"Our martial arts team can gain a foothold in Qingle County, isn't it also relying on Taigong to transport military rations and soldiers? Even Mr. Han in Dawu Village has joined our Eighth Route Army now, and after a battle, Mr. Han has helped us save many injured comrades!"

"Shame...... Shame on you! Brother Han is noble, and he has insight into the world, and he is ashamed of himself......"

"This time, in order to fight devils, the relocation of dozens of villages and the clearing of the wilderness are all dependent on Mrs. Jiang to send housekeepers to mobilize in various villages, so that the villagers can obey the command of our Eighth Route Army so quickly and help our Eighth Route Army drag the little devils down. Without your great help, where would this victory come about? Where did this Tujia Village Hundred Village Conference come from today? Don't hide it from Taigong, today's Hundred Villages Conference, Taigong, you are going to sing the leading role!"

Frowning suspiciously, Old Lady Jiang's footsteps suddenly slowed down: "Captain Li, dare to ask...... What do the Eighth Route Army have to tell the decrepit?"

Raising his finger and pointing to a big house with the main entrance open not far away, Li Jiashun took over at this time: "Taigong, the house is the venue for this opening of the Hundred Villages Conference, let's go in and talk about it carefully, right?" In more than 100 villages in Qingle County, the characters who can really serve the public and take charge of things have arrived, and our Eighth Route Army does things, and what we pay attention to is a face-to-face gong and a drum on the opposite side. After a while, we will speak thoroughly, we want to invite the Taigong to the world, and the Taigong will naturally have an idea in your heart!"

Jiang Xin nodded suspiciously, and Old Lady Jiang, Li Jiashun and the others walked into the big room that was large enough to accommodate two hundred people, and suddenly smelled a strong smell of medicinal herbs on the tip of their noses. Just thinking about it for a while, Old Lady Jiang suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "I'm afraid it's not...... A workshop house specializing in pharmaceuticals in Tujia Village? In the words handed down by this old generation, it is said that even the Tu clan can only let the men in charge of each household enter the workshop house of Tujia Village Pharmaceutical, and outsiders are not allowed to stay ten steps in front of the door! But I didn't expect it...... Tujia Village actually vacated all the workshops and houses to hold this 100 village conference?"

Without waiting for Mrs. Jiang to figure out the ins and outs of this strange thing, several old people in Tujia Village had already greeted the door and hugged their fists at Mrs. Jiang very enthusiastically. Tu Jiuye, who had white hair, smiled at Mrs. Jiang and said, "Mrs. Jiang, we haven't seen each other for years, right?" Speaking of which, we all live on the ground in Qingle County, but our Tujia Village is hidden in this deep mountain, and it is really rare for ordinary people in the village to go out. Last time we met...... I'm afraid I have to have a little ten years? Old lady Jiang, you were merciful and exchanged 2,000 catties of grain for a few worthless medicinal herbs in my Tujia village? If I didn't have the life-saving 2,000 catties of food, I'm afraid that the villagers in my Tujia village wouldn't be able to survive the hunger that year...... Mrs. Jiang, please take a seat! Please take a seat!"

Without saying anything, Tu Jiuye and several old people in Tujia Village surrounded Mrs. Jiang and made a spacious chair in front of the position......