Fort Anshun

The flames, the smoke, and the smell of blood were almost inextricable, both those of the enemy and those of comrades.

The three are also commanding the left and right to fight hard,

The enemy came out of nowhere from within. Therefore, the two regiments of men and horses who stayed behind in Anshun Fort were caught off guard.

Then, the enemies who swarmed in by opening the gate from the inside and outside were divided into several pieces that they were guarding.

Even the set up artillery carriage didn't have time to fire a single shot, so it had to retreat and shrink into the big building in the middle of the melee in the close-quarters melee.

Her body was also covered with large patches of dried blood, which were splashed by the enemies she had slain, and also left by her comrades who had died in battle, and the luan pocket with curly wings had also been knocked over and fell, and the short bun of her hair was scattered and draped over her shoulders, and was cemented into a ball of sweat.

Because of too much strenuous exercise, the arms were also in heavy breathing, and it was difficult for them to tremble slightly, and it took considerable effort to barely grasp the weapon in their hands.

Outside, there were still sporadic explosions and loud sounds, which were the movements of the wounded who took the initiative to leave behind to block the enemy, detonating fire and thunder bombs and assisting the enemy to die.

The scene at this moment.

It's like going back to the scene at that time, everyone is dead, all dead. Whether it is the senior head coach who taught her the art of arching horses from an early age; is still from the old family general who watched her grow up and silently supported her behind the scenes; Or the young man who was picked up from the hungry, like a tamed wild dog, and was left by her side and never abandoned.

The people she knew and knew were all dead, just in exchange for the possibility of her surviving.

She remembered the last expression of the old general who had given her his mount, the gentleness of the plaice that seemed to be on his rough, furrowed face.

It's like when she was young, the other party in the prime of life looked at her mother who was idle and cold, and the expression that she accepted and the many stories contained in it.

Therefore, when she saw Ah Guta, she felt a sense of familiarity and déjà vu.

It is said that before dying, people will think of many things, but what she thinks about the most is not those people's unwillingness and regret about the past, but the bits and pieces after meeting and getting along with him, including those shameful things.

Therefore, Sanmei's mood at the moment is very complicated, on the one hand, because of the enemy she has to face, and on the other hand, because of the inexplicable senses and emotions of that person, so that she can repay him.

She glanced at the gunpowder, ordnance, and baggage items that were piled up in the hall, as well as all kinds of papers, which could easily be reduced to powder with a light touch of the torch.

And the final decision is in her hands.

At this time, there was a bang, and the obstacles and defense lines that had been piled up were also knocked away again; Several fire and thunder bombs were thrown head-on, and the enemy who squeezed into the corridor screamed so much that all the people in the room were ringing in their ears and almost temporarily losing their hearing.

Therefore, all she could see was the figure of the enemy who trampled on the bloody corpses of her companions in the midst of the noise.

It's a pity that there is no chance to jump into the river to escape, and the skinny is out, and there is no one who picks himself up again, and uses it as a maid to make all kinds of calls and hands.

At the last moment when the enemy rushed in, she lowered her torches and even came up with strange ideas and years like this.

But at least, even if he doesn't have the opportunity to give him his body, he must keep the last bit of dignity and decency, and definitely not let himself fall into the hands of those enemies.

Thinking of this, she even tried to squeeze a smile on her face, silently calculating in her heart the distance of those enemies rushing over, so as to kill and take away as many enemies as possible.

Then, she braced herself to the ground running, and looked at the enemies who had suddenly stopped with some consternation. Even if it's a mime scene that suddenly regresses.

In the smoke and fire that suddenly sounded behind them, they screamed and burned their bones and flesh, blooming with clusters of blood. Then a few puffs of fire and dust exploded in the backbone of the remaining enemies, crushing the last vestiges of their courage and fighting spirit.

The rest of the people were also greatly boosted, and they cheered up and chased them out, but they could only see,

The remnants of the sergeants, who had been regrouped in the courtyard, were knocked down with close fire, and then stabbed and fell to the ground with the bayonets they had chased after them, but they still did not dare to look back.

Like a retreating flood, it quickly disappeared in this Anshun Fort; Replaced by the familiar, pink cat's paw flag, quickly approached his direction amid the sound of footsteps and smoke and dust.

Then she couldn't help but look dark in front of her, and then she was supported by someone.

"Anyway...... Are you alright?"

A familiar voice whispered in his ear.

"I didn't ...... Why do you ......?"

She only felt that it was more difficult to speak than before

"To ...... Back to ......"

"After leaving the girl who has been in the bowl, she runs away or hides in a safe place...... will be scolded for abusing the master"

Then the voice became stern and hurried

"Why don't you want to stand out ......"

"You stupid woman......"

"What does it matter if all those baggage and belongings are destroyed or lost......

"The key is that people are okay......"

"If your life is gone, you really can't get it back......"

"I'm counting on you to keep warming the bed......"

I don't know why, she knocked over a huge sauce shop in her heart, and Baiwei only felt that the long-lost tears were gushing out like a flood that opened the floodgate, but she blinked desperately and wiped her hands, and she couldn't stop crossing her cheeks.

You know, she had already made up her mind a long time ago to be completely insulated from this kind of thing that represented weakness and uselessness.

But involuntarily my heart was relieved, but I fell down softly and never regained consciousness.

meanwhile

On the field between the east gate of Liaocheng and the sub-city of Anshun Fort, the firearms troops swept past like driving cattle and sheep were still punishing and abusing each other.

From the massacre of firearms around the city gate, the fire cap quick robbery, the revolver cannon, the new hand-thrown fire and thunder projectiles, the chaos of the crowd in front of you, the mowing of the grass.

The fierce storm composed of all kinds of lead and iron pellets swept through the surging enemy, and suddenly it seemed to bloom one after another, one after another bloody storm.

I saw an invisible gale wind sweeping by, sweeping the dense shield wall on the opposite side, like disintegrating petals, in the debris splashed with a pop, like layers of mowing grass fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the fallen corpses, the wounded, and the exposed rear soldiers were mixed up and mixed up.

Then, with a section of horizontal formations as the attack surface, in the midst of the drumbeats, trumpets and shouts of the attack, they launched a white-knuckle charge one after another, piercing and scattering the enemies who were still gathering themselves and wanted to fight the trapped beasts.

The hundreds of cavalry wandering around the edge of the battlefield played a kind of hammer-like role, and when they were swung with all their strength and smashed on the iron felt formed by the infantry array, it was the complete collapse and collapse of the entire camp.

And a larger number of men and horses with cyan horse-headed flags followed closely behind, like a surging tide across the ground, drowning the defeated and scattered men and horses in the suburban joint camp in the mighty array.

When the dust settles,

That night, I felt a certain feeling of warmth in the futon, and the three of them did not routinely avoid after warming the bed, and only wore thin underwear.

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