|151Kanshu.com text|.| Chapter 2: Sharpening the Sword (Part 2)

The salt barons are very equestrian and organized. In the blink of an eye. Just disappeared without a trace on the grassland. The battlefield, which had been quite noisy just a moment ago, immediately seemed empty. Human remains. Carcass of a horse. There were also patches of blood that had begun to turn black. Overlapping with the shadows of the clouds falling in the sky. The autumn wind blowing from the depths of the desert is more and more bleak.

There is a taste of desolation. Swiftly invaded the hearts of every guerrilla fighter along with the autumn wind. Their faces quickly became solemn. My head drooped unconsciously.

Pyrrhic victory. An uncompromising pyrrhic victory. While the salt barons were still there, they were holding on and not thinking about their own losses. When the salt barons are gone. The battle was a blow to the guerrillas. But it was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

Together with a young warrior like Zheng Xiaobao. Forty-eight people remained of the Lama Valley guerrillas. And before this battle. Their size is already close to two hundred. It only adds up to five days. The originally strong Lamagou guerrillas sacrificed three-quarters of their lives. And more than half of the rest of them were injured of varying severity. If a similar fight comes a few more times. The guerrillas still have no hope of surviving...

They are not afraid of death. Now that the gun has been shouldered. They have long been prepared for death. But this does not mean that they are indifferent to their comrades falling to their side. That doesn't mean they don't think about their future and that of their team. When they turn their attention from the joy of victory to their current situation. No one can be happy. Even if it's a naturally fearless dragon like the Cloud Dragon. The mood has become very low. Feet in torn leather boots wrung around on the grass. In a few moments, three or four ugly dirt pits were wrung out around me.

The only person who seems unaffected by the surrounding atmosphere is Redbeard. I saw him let go of the arm that was wrapped around Zhang Songling's shoulder. Three steps and two jumps onto a box of captured shells. The arm slashed hard in midair. Asked loudly, "What's wrong. How can you win the battle with a bad face. I want to cry, don't you? If you want to cry, cry out loud to Lao Tzu. Anyway, there are no outsiders in this area. No one will laugh at you."

"Captain Wang....... "Several guerrillas who lost their best friends in the battle could not hold back any longer. Turn around. Shoulders shrugged up and down. More warriors raised their reddened eyes. Smile wryly. Don't dare to continue the previous childish moves.

"Turn around for Lao Tzu." Redbeard snapped. His face turned cold suddenly." To cry. Don't hide. Just stand in front of Lao Tzu and cry. Let Lao Tzu see with his own eyes what you are doing now."

The guerrillas who were howling ....... "Wang" turned around in amazement. stared at Captain Wang, who was kind and kind to everyone, with teary eyes. I don't know why the other party's attitude suddenly changed so quickly.

Although the crying has stopped abruptly. Redbeard still doesn't want to let them go. Continue to growl with a cold face and a low voice." Why don't you cry anymore.. Crying. Keep crying. See if you can bring back the dead brothers. Let's see if your tears can wash the little devil into the ocean. Crying. Keep crying. Why don't you cry anymore. I haven't seen enough. Those who died brethren are in the spirit of heaven. I haven't seen enough."

"It's not ......." "We just think. I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart."" Don't be angry. We'll be fine in a moment." The sadness in the hearts of the partisans is interrupted by the roar of Redbeard. Quickly wipe a few handfuls on your face with your hands. Respond aggrievedly.

"It's uncomfortable. Isn't it fucking uncomfortable?" Redbeard gritted his teeth. His eyes widened like brass bells." Tell you. Lao Tzu is worse than any of you. I want to cry more than any of you. Lao Tzu wants to cry for more than a day or two. When the first brother fell beside him. I just want to cry. Lao Tzu was in the little devil's hasty escape. I want to cry. Lao Tzu was beaten by himself and rushed here from Mukden like a duck by a little devil. I just want to cry all the time. Lao Tzu saw a brother who was fishing for dry rice in a pot and fell down one by one. I just want to cry all the time."

Not only the guerrillas who had just sobbed pricked up their ears. The attention of the other fighters was also drawn to Redbeard's words. Forget for a moment the grief of losing a comrade-in-arms .

In their astonished eyes. The red beard with a face full of vicissitudes raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes. Shake your head resolutely." But. Lao Tzu just doesn't cry. Lao Tzu wants to hold up his tears. Save until the day the little devil rolls back to his hometown. Carrying a wine bottle. Weep before the spirits of the dead brothers; Lao Tzu wants to tell them. Lao Tzu didn't embarrass them. Lao Tzu is in the most difficult. The most difficult time. All the time laughing and little devils. Lao Tzu will only have the right to cry at that time. Lao Tzu to that time. will cry at the same time. While telling them. Man. We won this battle. The little devil is out. Your blood has not been shed in vain."

There was a slight pause. He continued to growl in a low voice. The sound is not high. But it covers all the noise of the steppe. bulldozed the melancholy in everyone's hearts." I know. In this battle, our guerrillas suffered great losses. But. We also let the horse thieves and the little devils bump into each other and break the blood. More than 20 horse thieves. Thousands of bandits. Didn't get a little cheap from the vicinity of the Lama ditch. Let's have a team of less than 200 people. Defeated almost the same number of devils. Ten times more than their own horse thieves. This battle. Let's win cleanly."

The warriors looked at Redbeard silently. The face full of gunsmoke is in addition to sadness. More pride swelled up. As the other side said. The guerrillas fought this very hard. But the win is also very beautiful. Neither the Han Chinese nor the Mongolian herders near the Lama Ditch were affected too much. The horse thieves were never able to break into the guerrilla camp. Opposite. After receiving unexpected support from the Salt Gang. The guerrillas took advantage of the situation and counterattacked. Beat all the two dozen horse thieves into frightened birds. Not after three or five years of hard work recuperation. I don't have the courage to step into the guerrilla zone half a step again.

"I know people are worried about the future of the guerrillas. But. Lao Tzu can assure you here. In less than half a year. Our Lamagou guerrillas will return to their original size. And it will be stronger. More aggressive. I'm not lying to you. I don't need to lie to you. Back then, Lao Tzu led more than a dozen remnants of the defeated generals. can grow our guerrilla force to nearly 200 people. can be a big problem for the little devils. Lao Tzu now has you battle-hardened brothers here. I'm afraid I won't be able to rebuild the team.. If any of you don't believe; Just stand up and make a bet with Lao Tzu. Half a year later, our guerrillas did not return to their original appearance. Lao Tzu gave him the captaincy position. Who bets. Hurry up and stand up for Lao Tzu." While saying. He stretched out his hand to the brethren. Make a sincere invitation.

All the guerrilla fighters he greeted with his hand sneered and turned sideways. No one will take it. Over the years. The guys almost witnessed the guerrillas from scratch. Step by step to grow and develop. No one would doubt Captain Wang's skills. I will not challenge his authority at this moment.

"You probably remember when you first joined the guerrillas. What are we like?" The hand stretched out in a circle but pulled up anyone. Redbeard smiled and shook his head. There are only two dozen guns. And half of them are too old to look good. There are less than a thousand bullets. You can't give one grenade per person. But now what. We have our own. Plus the battle captured. Light 38 big gayer. We'll be able to come up with hundreds. In addition to rifles and grenades . We've got crooked handles. And crutches. Makqin. We still have this ........"

Bend down sharply. He picked up the Type 97 infantry cannon from the ground that he had too late to destroy when the devil retreated. Hold it high above your head." Lao Tzu also in addition to light machine guns and heavy machine guns. And there are cannons and shells."

"Hey, hey, hey." Many partisans were infected by Redbeard's emotions. Forget the grief of losing a comrade for a moment. Mortar. Although everyone can't figure out what model it is. I can't figure out exactly what it can do. But it is the most important support for the little devil to attack the lama ditch this time. Now. Even it fell into the hands of the guerrillas. The remnants of the little devils will go back after defeat. Can life be better?

"Sooner or later. Lao Tzu wants to take you with me. Go and take the initiative to attack the little devils. Go and pay their blood debt." Hand held infantry gun. Step on a gas bomb box with a clear warning mark. The red beard is majestic." Sooner or later, one day. Lao Tzu made these poison gas bombs by the little devils. Smash it on top of their brains with their own hands. Unbelief. You're just staring with wide eyes."

"Kill the little devil."" Kill the little devils." All the fighters forgot about the pain. Completely immersed in the desire for victory. Machine guns, cannons, gas bombs. This moment. It was as if they had seen the end of the devil. Under the blows of the partisans . Escape from the Black Stone Village like a lost dog. Flee to the end of the steppe. Escape into the sea. And the brethren held aloft their sabers. Chase them from behind. Cut down their heads one by one like gourds to the ground. Which gang of devils did you meet and resisted. Just bombarded the past. Poison him personally turned on his back.

While the brethren are crying out in love. Redbeard carefully lowered the infantry cannon. Then jumped off the shell box . The moment your feet come into contact with the ground. His body shook suddenly. But it soon stabilized again. Calm and relaxed.

Zhang Songling is the closest to Redbeard. Instinctively reach out and help. The palm of the hand just touched the clothes under the ribs of the red beard. I immediately felt a sticky wet damp damp smell." You ........" He was stunned. Quickly suffocated his exclamations back into his chest.

"Don't let anyone know." Redbeard moved slightly. Break free from his grip. Walk quickly to a wounded brother. Put the other person's arm on your shoulder." A squadron stayed behind to continue cleaning up the battlefield. The second squadron followed me to send the wounded home first. The car that the little devil left behind was also pulled back by a horse. Lao Tzu fumbled for a few days on his own. Maybe we can fix it. Then I will drive you to the devil's gate to show off your results."

Note: Ninety-seven infantry guns. The air cannon weighed just over twenty kilograms. But it's powerful. Late stage of the Anti-Japanese War. There have been cases where guerrillas have attacked the county town with a cannon on their shoulders. A battle example that forced the little devils in the city to surrender voluntarily.