Although he was thrown into such a crowded battle as soon as he crossed over, as one of the most arrogant elite soldiers in the Hua Dynasty, after many years of cultivation of modern war consciousness and its battlefield guidelines, Wendao naturally would not feel sorry for himself at this time, scolding his mother, and would not be brave.

So, as soon as he confirmed the unchangeable fact of what had happened before him, he crawled to a huge tree clinging to the rock wall, and plunged headlong into one of its natural cracks.

The battle scenes, which now seemed a little far away, would soon be like sparks sparks that spread over the small mountain stream below the hillside, burning all the way here.

Here, perhaps, is the only compensation God has given him:

The half-human deep grass was tossing and turning on the hillside with the direction of the wind, and even if someone stood up close and looked at it, as long as the knife did not move, he could not see the slightest clue. What's more, on this wind-blown hillside, among all kinds of trees, there is such a natural giant tree gap for him to hide, which is already a blessing in misfortune, and he can be Amitabha.

Now, as long as he shows the true level of his years of training and exercises, puts aside all discomfort, illusions, and fears, and quietly watches from the sidelines, he will be victorious until the flames of war have passed or are extinguished.

As for finding comrades-in-arms and bases, that is after they can survive intact first.

In the crack of the giant tree, which was just right to accommodate himself and at the same time to move a little, after Wendao settled down, he began to check all his equipment as soon as possible. To save your life, these are the only things you can rely on:

The Type 92 lieutenant is equipped with a gun, although it is a pity that he did not bring out his standard Type 15 drum micro-punch, but this gun is much more powerful than those police-use-hand-guns.

That's right, although it's just a pistol, as long as it doesn't rush over with dozens or hundreds of people, it's more than enough to protect yourself in front of you. And thanks to his good habits, as long as he has a gun, he always has two more magazines in his hand to spare. In this way, in addition to the bullets in his own magazine, plus these two magazines, he has 45 rounds of ammunition available.

A flare, a concussion bomb. Needless to say, the two grenades hanging on the belt of the armed belt are due to this good habit of their own. These two guys, I don't know when they will work wonders.

And then there's some bits and pieces that go with you—

A portable dagger, a powerful flashlight, a whistle for communication, a military mobile phone for satellite communication, as well as two boxes of cigarettes, a lighter, a few chewing gums, chocolates, and spiced beef jerky. If the base and comrades-in-arms are gone, these things are probably his last thoughts for the future generations.

After picking up some equipment and items, the shouts of killing all over the mountains approached the slope of the mountain as expected.

Wendao didn't dare to take it lightly anymore, cheered up, and began to concentrate on the battlefield.

Gradually, as the battlefield moved and he began to observe without distractions from the perspective of a warrior, he soon realized that it was supposed to be an unexpected encounter, or more accurately, a chase.

The peasant army, which was clearly on the side of the officers and the army in terms of equipment and appearance, and the peasant army, which was completely one-sided in terms of numbers, had now basically divided the winners and losers.

However, the last surviving officer army, under the desperate cover of several other officers and soldiers who were divided and besieged, was probably completely desperate, everyone discarded the burden on their bodies, and concentrated all the horses, and miraculously came out of the siege and galloped all the way towards the valley on the side of Wendao.

Behind them, there were some officers and soldiers who had no horses, who turned back and killed them, in this strong suicidal way, trying to delay the pursuers and buy more opportunities and time for the small group of horses that had broken out.

"In the horse team, there are not only important people, but also definitely good generals of considerable tactical level who play a role!"

When Wen Dao saw it, he immediately aimed the telescope in his hand at the oncoming horse team.

Suddenly, the team of horses, apparently huddled in a heap, had just touched the edge of the dense forest on this side of the hillside, and there was a noticeable halt in their speed after crossing the small mountain stream. Immediately afterward, a few horses suddenly fell a few shadows, a few tumbled, fell into the grass half a human depth and disappeared.

Well, was this intentional, or did it unfortunate to roll down in a panic?

Although the speed has decreased, if you are a human, you may still be injured if you don't have a certain amount of skills.

As soon as the Wendao telescope turned, it locked on the shadows hidden in the grass almost instantly, and was a little stunned when he saw it:

I saw a woman dressed as a young noblewoman, holding a swaddling baby, closing her eyes tightly, burying her head in the grass and gasping for breath. Beside her, a sturdy man who was clearly a guard leaned down and looked around with a steel knife clutched.

On the other side, there was a young woman, also holding a knife, but she kept her head down and silently shed tears, and her body was covered in blood.

"What a golden cicada shedding its shell—"

Wen Dao not only praised it, but quickly turned the camera to the horse team.

Sure enough, after putting down the young lady, the horse team barely looked back, and without hesitation went down the hillside and along the mountain road.

Turning the tiger away from the mountain, obviously, they are trying to lead the pursuers all the way over!

And although there was a person who looked like a general in the horse team, he seemed to have left a glimpse, but because the speed was too fast, although Wen Dao held a sharp weapon like a telescope, he still didn't see his infinitely nostalgic face.

said that it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, the peasant army behind them chased after them in a chaotic manner.

However, what made Wen Dao secretly sweat for the three people who were hiding was that among these babbling pursuers, there was not even a single one who paused at the place where the shadow rolled down just now.

"It seems that this unlucky officer army has finally earned a point for himself."

As the pursuers and the pursued drifted away, the surrounding mountains and fields finally returned to their original silence, and only the mountain wind blew.

Okay, okay, a woman, holding a swaddling baby, deserves the favor of God.

What is the Heavenly Principle, this is the Heavenly Principle.

Wendao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he secretly felt a little happy for the few people in the grass not far away.

However, now is not the time to completely relax.

The peasant army, which was spread all over the mountains and fields and had a huge number of banners, retreated from the surrounding mountains and fields like a tide. But God knows if there will be some unexposed rebels suddenly from behind or somewhere.

It seems that this must be the end of the Ming Dynasty, and my base is deep in the thousands of mountains in the Qinba Mountains. If this is really the end of the Ming Dynasty, this is the Yunyang Mansion of the Ming Dynasty, and it can really be regarded as the side of the couch and the place of fortune of Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong.

Now, it seems that the first priority is to quickly find out what time it is for Daming.

Thinking about it, Wen Dao couldn't help but set his eyes on the young lady and her pair of male and female guards who were still hiding in the grass without the slightest movement.

It seems that it is really a coincidence that there is no book, and I was inexplicably got here, and these people were unfortunately also brought here by fate.

Alas, the same is the end of the world!