Chapter 621: Nostalgia 21

"You, you just can't understand it, and you can't get involved."

"Lao Tzu is just going out for military service, and he is not directly in front of the battle......"

"How can there be so many opportunities to encounter dangerous ......"

"Haven't you heard, no matter where you are, you can be considered to contribute to the public."

"If you do more in the place, the soldiers in front will have more protection......

"All this is not to save the current days of the fire......"

"Those Humal crossed the border and looted ......"

"If it's missed, I don't know how many people will suffer......"

"If you don't let go, I'm going to whip you with a big-eared shave......"

"Still crying, are you going to lose the face of our old editor......

Li Fugui is also going to serve in the military, and it was easy for him to get rid of the tearful woman.

"Look at the little ones, don't work too hard......"

"After Lao Tzu left, our family is not short of this little work......"

In the end, he wore a half-new and not old, his elbows and knees were additionally patched with thick patches, a gray and blue jacket called overalls, coarse linen shoes with a hundred bottoms, a blanket on his back, and a variety of women's prepared food, dried cakes, pickles, pickles, and sauces, etc., and a long stick used in military training.

Soon after, he came to the designated assembly point.

Before Li Fugui arrived, there were already many people standing in the big drying field of Zhuangzi in the distance, divided into several sparse queues, or squatting or standing waiting for something, and one of the teams hurriedly shouted his name after seeing Li Fugui.

"Li Gouzi, come here...... It's up to you."

Then Li Fugui hurriedly walked over, and according to the wooden name plate, he stood in the team that was not considered a rule, and ranked sixth.

Here, you can see simple propaganda posters newly painted with black charcoal on the mottled earthen walls.

The general meaning outlined above is outlined in concise lines: it is nothing more than how those Beilu and Fanhu will wreak havoc on the township after they come; How do people who are greedy for life and afraid of death and escape harm others and themselves, and their families are ruined.

During this period of careful consideration of the wall paintings, some people arrived one after another, and were pulled into the corresponding queue.

This will show everyone's respective circumstances and level of preparation, those men with families, no matter how worn or patched their clothes are, are cleaned and neat, and even the smallest places such as the straps of the rucksacks are carefully wound and tightened; The dry food and utensils that accompany the trip are bundled and sorted so that they can be easily accessed.

And those young singles are a little sloppy and uninhibited, their clothes and backpacks are loose and exaggerated, and some objects are casually showing their corners, and then they have to rearrange each other's so-so patterns in the shouting and shouting of the old seniors.

At this time, the rapid sound of the horn suddenly sounded again, and a loud voice shouted in the ancestral temple on the edge of the barn.

"It's not even three quarters...... The deadline is overdue. ”

"Now all the roll calls are ......"

After the iron plate was slammed,

"Newspaper. The second group of Qingqiu Ji Laojianzhuang, fifteen people were pointed, and fifteen people were actually ......"

The seventh group sent 21 people, but there were 20 people...... Guo Lezi is short due to illness"

"The fifth group sent 19 people, but there were 17 people, missing Si'er and Zhen Yanghan......"

Then the tones of various numbers were reported one after another in the sparse queue.

Wearing a set of nail bubble jackets, a gray velvet hat with a large brimmed hat, a knife in his left hand, and a pair of bows and arrows in his hand, he stood in front of these improvised villagers. The old lame man who obviously has one eye and some inconvenience in his legs and feet is their head and leader.

At least in the daily farming training, the rough men and strong men of the eleven groups in the village have eaten this sticks and rows because they can't distinguish between the left and right and the corresponding password movements.

On the old lame, the most obvious hanging is a bright thin-skinned fine iron kettle, which is a special item for soldiers in the army, and it is also a status symbol for senior veterans.

In contrast, the bamboo tubes, pottery bottles, gourd wraps, skin bags and other miscellaneous equipment brought by these farmers are dwarfed.

And a small bronze medallion hanging on his chest, which is always shiny, is even more remarkable. The lace and words on it represent the qualifications of this person who had participated in at least two wars in Yunzhou and Xuzhou before retiring due to injury.

Even if you meet an official sent down by the boss to do errands, the other party has to say hello politely in person, or call "old brother" and "old uncle" respectfully.

Therefore, according to the unique status and qualifications of this retired soldier, he is also a mediator of daily trivial matters and disputes in the Zhuangzi, or as a patrol and arrest police officer when something happens, or a temporary leader for military service.

After counting, they checked the rations and supplies they were carrying, and simply arranged the order of departure, and began to march in the direction of the nearest castle under the guidance of a plain blue flag without decoration.

Then countless figures of him carrying packages and holding long sticks, under the leadership of their respective village leaders and team leaders, walked out like a trickle from all over the villages, farms, and gangs, and gathered into a growing flow of people on the main road......

Xuzhou, on the field on the shore of Nanyang Lake, is already a yellow envoy with withered grass and trees.

The fields that have been harvested, but have not yet had time to be watered, are already full of chasing and running figures, and bits of mud and dust raised by the whirling.

Riding a well-saddled steppe horse, he sprinted through the scattered enemy formations, brandishing the three-eyed gun that hit the air, like a mallet, and knocked a splash of blood on the ground.

Then before he could shake off the fresh blood stains, he threw them out, almost hitting a bearded rider head-on, and the heavy castration made the other party like a cooked shrimp, quickly stiffening on horseback.

Then he was easily chased by Pu Suwan, chopped off the horse with a knife, snatched a pair of bows and arrows from the other party, quickly turned around, and shot on the shoulder of another chasing Hu Qi,

In the slight sting of the armor, he grabbed the short spear that the opponent stabbed obliquely, and with a little force, he knocked the person over and dismounted.

At this time, the remaining Hu cavalry, who missed the body, turned around and fled after turning their horses around and raising their long knives demonstratively, as if they had lost the courage and confidence to continue fighting.

At this time, under the smoke and dust raised from the other direction, several of Pu Suwan's companions also arrived. Like skilled shepherds, they used their firearms on horseback to drive the fleeing enemies in the other direction.

In that direction was a long, shallow and half-dry riverbank, and when the scattered fleeing enemies rushed in to find and react, they could not stop galloping in, and then in the dull mud flooding and planting sounds, even the rolling splash of men and horses fell on the riverbank.

Although they tried to push the struggling mount back up, they failed because of the sudden stop of the transitional gallop, and after only a moment's delay, the pursuers behind also caught up.

When Hu Mazi, who was the farthest away and wanted to run, was nailed to death in the mud by several crossbow arrows from his back, the rest of the people also threw down their weapons and knelt in the mud, and begged for mercy in various accents.

In addition, before the previous engagement, the enemy who was quickly fired from the horse with the three-eyed gun was knocked off the horse, and in the blink of an eye, during the encounter, Pu Suwan had already killed five opponents with his own hands.

Although the other party's group of rangers rode some of them did not even have complete saddles, but rode bare-bottomed horses. However, in terms of quantitative superiority and basic cooperation, we still have some advantages.

was disrupted by his solo ride.

As the saying goes, when the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, he found that after following these Nanyan, it seems that because he has seen and participated in more battles, he has inadvertently improved his combat strength and courage.

And the nutrition and equipment brought by the adequate meals also gave him a certain confidence and dependence.

Hooked spears or throwing spears, three-eyed or trumpeted guns, narrow-edged sabers, and spare small horned bows or one-handed crossbows, and half-body round armor with leather armor became the standard equipment of these light cavalry scouts.

Although the Yanbian fort and beacon posts from Yunzhou to Xuzhou relied on the advantage of firearms to block most of the Huma'er frenzy, there were still many small gangs that did not want their lives, and from the gap in the battle, they penetrated through the defense line and scattered in the second-line areas of the rear.

As a result, a scout, a traveling horse, and a special unit like him, who also serves as an imaginary enemy, came in handy temporarily. To take part in the extermination and hunting of these, the locusts are generally scattered among the wilderness and the Huma wandering enemies.

However, I don't feel any problems with Pu Suwan, and even a little happy and happy, isn't this a great opportunity to double down on performance and further gain recognition.

These horse-owned fanhu are only a few, and more are those who are in rags, who do not even have decent swords and iron tools, and can only carry a wooden stick or stone to make up the number, and the shepherd slaves or something.

They wandered almost aimlessly in the wilderness, hungry like starving ghosts, whether it was straw or leaves, or melon vines in the field, they dared to grab anything and stuff it into their mouths.

Then, like a panicked mouse, they saw the figure of the armed men from a distance, and they scattered and hid in all directions.

At this time, Pu Suwan and his companions came in handy, and they chased those stubborn Hu Mazi,

From time to time, he shouted in the language of the corresponding steppe tribe, trying to find a way to drive or force these people who were hiding and intruding, and strung them into a rope to stay in place.

They had armed men from the garrison and the Jiansheng Army, and they were escorted to the rear.

In fact, on the vast Xusi Plain, the large and small tunbao have been set up and mapped in advance. and small-scale garrison bases distributed by roads and rivers, and separated into irregular warning areas.

Those young men who were temporarily armed carried out a dragnet search, and the fish that might escape from the net ahead.