Tang Zhenhu was behind a stone less than two steps behind Liu Cheng, and after Liu Cheng shot another enemy, he accidentally saw that the gauze on Liu Cheng's wound had been soaked with blood.

He hurriedly stepped forward and squeezed Liu Cheng to the rockery, took Liu Cheng's place, turned his head and said:

"Battalion commander, the wound on your shoulder is bleeding again, you can't fight anymore, leave it to me!"

As he spoke, he quickly glanced at the courtyard wall, then retracted, pressed Liu Cheng, who wanted to change positions, glared and said:

"Battalion commander! You can't hold on any longer! If something happens, how can I explain? ”

Liu Cheng's eyes were wider than Tang Zhenhu's, and his voice was higher than him:

", calf! Lao Tzu uses you to explain a fart! ”

As he spoke, he was about to push Tang Zhenhu's hand away, but he didn't push it.

The injuries on his body were indeed not light, and he had left so much blood that not only was his face pale now, but even his head was a little confused.

However, he still refused to give up, and threatened Tang Zhenhu angrily, saying:

"Roll the calf! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will remove you, the platoon commander who just brought you up, now! ”

After saying this, Liu Cheng himself was stunned for a moment.

In his previous life, the day after he became a platoon commander for the first time, he encountered a battle.

Before he could start charging, his company commander was shot in the stomach, bleeding from the hole he was piercing.

But he still wanted to take the lead and rush up, but was held down by Liu Cheng.

At that time, his company commander said exactly the same thing as what he had just said.

However, Tang Zhenhu's answer was different from Liu Cheng's answer at that time.

Liu Cheng said "You can't withdraw me", while Tang Zhenhu grinned and said:

"Battalion commander, I don't want to be a platoon commander at all, it's good to be a soldier under you! If you like to withdraw, I can't let you have an accident anyway! ”

Liu Cheng was very moved in his heart, but he still wanted to scold.

But as soon as his mouth opened, before the voice could be squeezed out of his throat, a strong feeling of dizziness suddenly surged out of his brain, and he fainted as soon as his eyelids rolled.

Not only did he have injuries on his body, but he hadn't slept much in the past two days, and his body couldn't hold on.

Tang Zhenhu was startled, and quickly reached under Liu Cheng's nose to try it, and after making sure that he was not dead, he opened his mouth and said to himself with a smile:

"It's just right now, and it's easy to get trouble."

After saying that, he looked out of the wall again, and after making sure that there were no enemies, he quickly shrank back.

Outside the wall, Deng Jiamin was almost mad.

More than 200 people besieged a courtyard, but they couldn't get into it, which was a great shame for Deng Jiamin.

Since he became a platoon commander, there have been dozens of battles large and small, and this situation has never been encountered.

He has fought both the Anhui and direct lines, and he has also suppressed powerful bandits, but he has never made such a big effort.

While carefully observing the attack, Deng Jiamin scolded and complained to Ding Fu, the deputy battalion commander beside him:

"Grandma Caota's little devil, if they hadn't given Lao Tzu's heavy machine guns and mortars, Lao Tzu would have been lying on gold and sleeping by now! What a comparison! ”

Ding Fu grinned helplessly:

"Battalion commander, in my opinion, this situation is a little wrong; If it was really a guerrilla of the Red Party, it would not be possible for it to have such combat effectiveness, right? ”

Deng Jiamin glared at Ding Fu violently, and asked in a deep voice:

"What do you mean...... Let's let people have fun? Impossible, right? ”

Ding Fu smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"I can't say this well, but I just feel that the Red Party's team can't have such combat effectiveness!"

Deng Jiamin's eyes rolled, and he turned his head and shouted at the herald:

"Command, stop attacking!"

Ding Fu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked:

"Battalion commander, what are you trying to do? We don't have much time, Ningcheng's movements are not small, maybe Zhang Haipeng already knows; Besides, Okamoto Kusaburo's brigade is stationed in Chifeng, and if it drags on for a long time, we won't be able to leave! ”

Deng Jiamin nodded with a calm face, and said a little anxiously:

"Nonsense, how can I the hell not know this? But if we don't get that gold, why should we use it as a pass? Just go back to the customs empty-handed, I'm afraid that the first one who gave the order will have to kill the two of us! ”

Ding Fu frowned and looked at Deng Jiamin:

"Then why did you order the attack to stop?"

The corners of Deng Jiamin's mouth hooked up a smile, and he looked up at the sun on the mountain in the distance:

"It's going to be dark in two hours, why don't we wait for the dark, as long as it gets dark, we'll rush in immediately!" I don't believe it, could it be that those things in the yard can still be like cats, with night vision eyes? ”

After speaking, Deng Jiamin said to the herald again:

"Tell the three companies, take turns to eat and rest, and wait for orders!"

In Cai's mansion, Liu Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was Tang Zhenhu's big face like a dog.

Sweat and dust were perfectly mixed on Tang Zhenhu's face, looking like a clown on stage.

Seeing Liu Cheng open his eyes, Tang Zhenhu bared his teeth:

"Battalion commander, are you awake?"

Liu Cheng glared at him, and said in a weak voice:

"Take you...... That big face is far away from Lao Tzu, scared...... Lao Tzu jumped! ”

Tang Zhenhu "hehe" Yile, stepped back, and then said:

"Battalion commander, those grandsons outside have ceased fire, and they are probably resting."

Liu Cheng looked up at the sky, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile:

"Damn, play this with Lao Tzu!"

Tang Zhenhu was about to ask, but Liu Cheng preempted him:

"You go and find Song Wen for me, and inform everyone to rest in shifts and arrange for someone to cook."

Tang Zhenhu agreed, turned around and left.

After a while, Song Wen turned out from behind the rockery and sat down in front of Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng looked at Song Wen's face and asked with some concern:

"Is it okay to hurt?"

Song Wen shook his head:

"I can't die, I just found someone to sew it up again and re-applied the medicine."

As he spoke, he took out a fist-sized porcelain vase and a freshly torn bandage from his bosom, and said mysteriously:

"The ancestral formula of gold sore medicine, the time is too short, it is too late to fix too much, I will use it for you first, to ensure that you can't bleed like this again; I think if you bleed like this again, the cow won't be able to bear it. ”

Liu Cheng grinned weakly and whispered:

"Then I'll thank you, to be honest, at this time, I really can't fall!"

Song Wen helped him up and leaned against the stone, and asked while untying the bandages on his body:

"Do you have any new ideas when you came to me?"

The medicine powder was sprinkled on the wound, and Liu Cheng, who was in pain, gasped:

"Shhh...... The people out there want to wait until it gets dark to rush in, I mean put them in, no guns, kill them one by one! ”

Song Wen's eyebrows raised:

"It's similar to what I guessed, those people are really unlucky when they run into you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, neither of them talking......