A large number of small animals also stopped, and crossed these fields, villages, and even the hills on their side, and did not entangle with people, and galloped towards the east.

Such a strange scene seems to be driven by something, after most of these animals have passed, there are still some scattered ones that continue to migrate inexplicably.

But after a while, Xiucai and the devil both knew what was going on, and this kind of scene appeared.

It's a big flood.

The murky water appeared from the western sky, and the brown tide was slowly overflowing, getting closer and closer, and Xiucai saw in the telescope that the tide was getting bigger and higher.

Behind was a large yellow water, and in front of it rolled up a lot of mud and garbage, turning brownish-yellow, and all kinds of things floated on the water, including wood, planks, and even people and animals.

If the previous scene was a bit like the arrival of the end of the world, then the current scene has indeed come to the end of the world.

The devils who were about to attack the hill froze for a moment, then suddenly let out a cry and began to flee frantically to the east, no different from the fleeing beasts.

Not long after, as soon as the flood came, the devil's 92-step gun, heavy machine gun and other weapons that could not be taken away were overturned and drowned in one fell swoop.

Xiucai, who was holding the binoculars, sat on the ground with weak soles, and muttered to himself: "God bless, saved, we are saved." ”

The water is getting bigger and bigger, and it looks like it is about to overflow the roofs of the houses in Wushanpo Village, and now even the hill is almost half submerged.

The boiling water, which seems to be gentle from a distance, is actually very dangerous, with an undercurrent underneath.

Those devils who didn't have time to escape for their lives should actually be able to swim, but in the big water, they didn't seem to support it for long, and they were quickly swept away by the big water.

Just when everyone was standing on the high mountain and watching the big water, there were still devils swimming towards this side, wanting to climb the hill to escape, how could it be reasonable, they all wanted to kill us just now, and now they still want to come and survive.

Xiucai was not polite, but told everyone to save bullets and strive to solve the devil who swam over with one shot, the devil struggled in the water, far less flexible than on the ground, as long as the aim was good, it was almost a shot.

Moreover, if you hit a devil in the flat ground and don't kill him, the devil may still be able to escape and survive, but in the water, as long as he hits, no matter whether he lives or dies, he will die in the end, because he was wounded by a gunshot in the water, and he is almost dead.

Everyone doesn't care about the devil's wails and distress calls, as if they are playing a game, play slowly, don't rush, watch the devil struggle for a while, and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Just when everyone was playing devils, they found a group of horses swimming in, "Horses, it's our horses." Da Kui shouted happily, it was really a horse that ran away a few days ago, what a coincidence.

It is estimated that after this group of horses escaped before, they have been doing wild horses in the field, and now the water is coming, and there is only this hill in a radius of dozens or hundreds of miles.

Looking at this group of wet leaky horses that climbed ashore, Da Kui Tieshu immediately rushed over, pulled up and went up the mountain, in fact, there was no need to pull, these horses consciously went up, running for their lives, animal instinct.

This is simply a godsend, the ancestral grave is smoking, Xiucai is happy to watch all this happen, it is incredible, it is unimaginable that the whole army was almost wiped out just now, and now the situation has been reversed all at once.

Settle the horses first, and tomorrow when the water recedes, and you can set off immediately, even if it is muddy, it is better than staying here all the time.

Basking in the sun for a day or two, it is estimated that the road will be dry halfway through, anyway, I want to take advantage of the chaos of the devil to leave this place quickly.

Otherwise, if you leave late, when the devil comes back to his senses, the ground is dry, and the devil's car can also go, and even if there is a horse at that time, he may not be able to outrun the devil.

Therefore, Xiucai asked everyone to take advantage of the darkness tonight to hurry up and cook a full meal, and pay attention to the well in the dark castle not to be flooded.

In addition, in addition to holding the post tightly, it is still necessary to step up the shift change and rest, and then let the horses also eat some wheat straw and leaves, and prepare for a forced march tomorrow to escape from the enemy-occupied area in one fell swoop.

At dinner, Xiucai went to see Sangou again, after a day's rest, Sangou is now much better, and looks like nothing, but he can only lie on the stretcher and chat with the people around him.

Seeing Xiucai come in, Sangou clamored for Xiucai to ask someone to carry him out to see the water, Xiucai decisively rejected him, when is it, still like a child, no one.

Xiucai asked the monk about some of the situation, judging from the wound, there was nothing to see in the first day, but Sangou, like everyone, his body was very good under the perennial battle, and his physical and emotional recovery was very good.

Now Sangou's left thigh is wrapped in several pieces of cut bark and tied to a stick on the side of the stretcher, which is similar to the feeling of being tied up and losing his freedom, which makes Sangou very uncomfortable.

However, after such a big injury, it was not long after the operation, and it was indeed impossible to move, but the weather in June was hot, and Xiaohe opened the rope on Sangou's thigh every once in a while, so that the wound was dispersed and breathable.

After observing for a day, there were no surgical errors and postoperative complications, and the monk was relieved, he didn't expect that he, a barefoot doctor, would actually do such a big operation, and it was successful.

Xiucai sat down and reported today's battle to Sangou, and also told Sangou his thoughts and tomorrow's actions, and the two exchanged some views on some details.

Now the key is how to get the three dogs tomorrow, it is impossible to ride a horse, and now I can't stand up, and I won't be scattered when I ride a horse.

Find two horses to connect together, put the stretcher of the three dogs in the middle, and let the two horses carry it at the same time, this bold idea, before it survived for a second, was rejected by Xiucai.

It's just a joke, although these horses are military horses, but there is no guarantee that two horses will listen to the command at the same time, or what if they get to a road that is not so wide?

If there is a mistake, what if you drop the three dogs to the ground, or be trampled by a horse, then you will really regret it.

In the end, it was determined that the monk was carrying him, and the monk had profound kung fu and divine power, tying the three dogs to his back, and the monk rode on the horse with the three dogs on his back, trying his best to control the stability of the horse's progress.

Even if the horse suddenly went crazy, the monk was able to smoothly withdraw the three dogs to the ground. Or in case of encountering an enemy, with the ability of a monk, it can also ensure that the danger is saved to the greatest extent.

In the end, Xiucai turned around, checked and counted the amount of ammunition, which was already surprisingly small, estimated to be only twenty or thirty rounds of ammunition per person, and the two machine guns were almost out of ammunition, with only a hundred or so left.

Fortunately, there is no consumption of grenades, and each person can spread five or six grenades evenly. Xiucai still feels sorry for the 92-step cannon and the two heavy machine guns, if there is no big water, it will be great to go back tomorrow with a horse.

However, there is no big water, and it is estimated that everyone has become the ghost of the 92-step cannon now, where can we talk about this cannon.

Thinking of this, Xiucai smiled self-deprecatingly, people are really, too greedy. Even if the cannon hadn't hit, and there was a heavy machine gun, I don't know where it was washed away by the flood.

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