Chapter 4: Honor (6b)

The last word. He said it with great pride. It seems to be standing on the top of Huashan Mountain. Overlooking the whole world's heroes. The vendors listened. I was stunned at first. Immediately, admiration was written on his face." We believe. We believe. looked at Captain Xiao Zhao. I know what the Eighth Route Army is like."

That's a big deal. I'm just a creep. It doesn't represent the Eighth Route Army." Xiao Zhao shook his head. Some embarrassed to clarify. Then I made a gesture of please. Said loudly: "Since you have already met. The rest of the way. Let's escort everyone together. Let's hurry up. This time the day after tomorrow. It's almost time to arrive."

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." Lao Qiu and the others were also frightened by the behavior of the gang of traitors just now. Listen to Xiao Zhao's willingness to provide protection to everyone. Bow again and again with joy. A few of the team just wanted to borrow the Redbeard Tiger Might. The actual purpose is not to be a vendor in Crescent Lake. But immediately for the sake of difficulty. Break away from the brigade as planned. I'm afraid of annoying Captain Zhao. Drop a toast and don't eat and eat and drink. Let's continue to follow the team. The goods brought are booked by others. Delay in delivery. It is inevitable that there will be both reputational and financial losses.

Fortunately, Captain Zhao is very considerate. After jumping on the warhorse. He slapped his own head hard again. Laugh and apologize to everyone." Look at my memory. I almost learned that gang of puppet soldiers. In the middle of the guys. I'm sure I'm going to drop by somewhere else... It doesn't matter. When you need to leave. Go on your own. You don't have to say hello to me."

Talking. Quickly shake the reins. With a couple of cavalrymen . I went to make the way for everyone. Leave the old rivers and lakes behind. One by one, the big eyes stared at the small eyes in a daze. Until someone in the team started urging. only to sigh. With admiration on his face, he said: "No wonder Redbeard can wrestle with the little devil. With such a team. Can you easily lose?"

"yes. As the old saying goes. Civil officials are not greedy for money. Generals are not afraid of death. I always thought it was nonsense. Didn't expect. I've really met it in this life."

Civil officials are not greedy for money. Generals are not afraid of death. It is quoted in the commentary "Saying Yue". General Yue Fei's exact words. Almost every vendor is familiar with it. But. From the initial Beijing government to the later Nanjing government. There may be generals who are not afraid of death. Officials who are not greedy for money. They didn't see half of it. Especially the low-level officials. Almost all of them put their hands in the light. I don't even bother to bend when I ask for a bribe. Pushes the gift out of the door.

Yet today. For the first time, the vendors encountered the officer who gave the benefits of the delivery to the door. The shock in my heart can be imagined.

What shocked them even more was yet to come. Except for the few cavalrymen who were taken by Captain Xiao Zhao to open the way for everyone. The rest of the guerrilla fighters actually jumped off their mounts on their own initiative. Help the vendors hail the carts. Along the way, encounter ditches and bumps. And without hesitation, he bent down. Pull forward and push like the guys. lest the carriage get stuck in place. Unexpected loss to the owner of the goods.

Look at the cavalrymen who should be sitting on tall horses and showing off their might. Sweating profusely and doing coolies for yourself. The vendors are numb even if their hearts are numb. I was also so touched that I couldn't do more. Truly. The fighters do it. In the eyes of the old rivers and lakes, there is a suspicion of buying people's hearts. But he who is willing to spend so much effort to buy people's hearts. It's definitely much better than the team that doesn't look like anyone else. And from beginning to end. The soldiers didn't say a word of boasting. Do any hints to everyone as well.

Don't know how to express your gratitude. The vendors put their jerky and salted eggs that they were reluctant to eat on the road. Stuffing each other's pockets into their pockets. And whenever this happens. The soldiers were always blushing like big girls. While waving his hands. While whispering: "You are old. You don't have to. We. We are also children of poor families. I used to do this kind of work at home. Seeing that the carriage could not walk. Whoever takes a hand should be. Sending something is out of sight."

"Alas. Alas. We are not out of sight. You guys. You've got to get some food." The vendors were spoken softly in their hearts. The nose and eyes are straight and sour. Go south and go north. Blackmailed by soldiers along the way. Blackmailed by the police. In order to support his family, he endured the cold eyes of the world. Only in front of these lads under Redbeard. They are treated as if they were their own parents. And this enthusiasm is not barely pretended. It really comes from the heart.

The human heart is made of flesh. No one is born cold-blooded. No one is born with a penchant for calculating with each other. When one thank-you gift after another was pushed back untouched. Almost all the vendors. They were all moved. I can no longer beware of cavalrymen in military uniforms as outsiders. Words in and out. are full of kindness to their own children and nephews.

"How old are you Captain Zhao. In the guerrillas. What kind of officer is the captain?" Some people can't help but be curious. At breaks. Smile and ask.

If you're with other armies. They wouldn't dare to talk so much anyway. But the eight roads are different. Even if they ask for secrets they shouldn't be looking into. The warriors just laughed and diverted the conversation. Definitely won't make any trouble with them.

Captain Zhao's age and position. Obviously not lost in the scope of secrecy. The warrior who was asked smiled. He replied in a low voice, "You said Captain Zhao. He's twenty-one years old. It was the leader of the second squadron of our partisan detachment. The position is equivalent to. It's the equivalent of someone else's company commander. Or maybe not. Anyway, the captain is down. It's the squadron leader. Then there is the squad leader. We belong to the local troops of the Eighth Route Army. It's not the same as the regular army."

"Oh," the vendors nodded in a shuffling voice. Part of the curiosity was satisfied. The other part is getting stronger." He is the squadron leader. That. That he. He's not in the wind. It's the old Iruto Dragon. Master Long.."

Didn't wait for the partisans to answer. The vendors themselves have blown up the pot." Definitely. I remember that Long Ye also has the surname Zhao. In the guerrillas. It's also sitting side by side in the second chair."

"yes. Look at our eyes. Actually face to face. I didn't recognize Master Long."

"Oops. This time it's a real eye-catcher. Met the true Buddha. I forgot to burn incense."

.......

It's shouting and shouting. but was interrupted by the partisans laughing." No. Captain Zhao and Brother Long are not alone. You're confused. Really confused. Although they are all surnamed Zhao. It's not a family. Captain Zhao joined the guerrillas a little earlier than Brother Long. Although he is not as famous as Brother Long."

"Ahh It's not Lord Long. I thought I had missed Master Long in person."

"Isn't it? The dragon master is the right-hand man of the red master. How can it be sent out so easily."

The merchants listened to the cavalry's explanation. At first, I felt a little disappointed. Immediately, he quickly found himself a good reason." Clouds and winds. That's like the trump card in the hand of the red master. Plain sure it won't show up easily. When it has to be bright. It's time to decide the winner."

"That's it. Good steel has to be used on the edge of the knife. Deal with a few thieves who get in the way. Do you need to go out with the wind and clouds?"

"It's not. No. Guys misunderstood again." The fighters of the guerrillas listened to the more outrageous the traders said. I can't help but explain it." Brother Long and Captain Zhang. In the past few days, each of them has taken a cavalry to patrol the outside. Since we Blackstone guerrillas dare to open this set on the shore of Crescent Lake. Of course, you can't let the devils and the puppet army come out to make trouble. Several squadrons came out several days in advance. It's just that you guys didn't meet each other. But also fast. The two of them must escort the other team back to the shore of Crescent Lake before the set. Maybe. We'll meet in a moment."

"You mean. To protect us. The red master has sent out the two evils.." The vendors couldn't believe their ears. Keep your head up. Looking into the eyes of the cavalry, he asked.

"Of course. You are guests of the guerrillas. They don't protect you and who you protect." The cavalry didn't even want to think about it. Respond casually.