Chapter Twenty-Three: The Yellow Sparrow

The commanders sighed helplessly, and looked up at the military camp on the hillside, at the gate of the camp, two blazing campfires illuminated the military camp, and as far as the eye could see, there was not even a single figure in the barracks, and the Qing soldiers who had just given the order made it very clear that the enemy situation was unknown tonight, and it was inconvenient for the army to come down, and the commanders of each battalion guarded by themselves. The Qing soldiers in Jianzhou made it clear that they didn't care about it, and they were not interested in finding it, maybe they would eat a whip, so they had no choice but to arrange the captain and the captain to gather the crowd together as much as possible, light more bonfires, and spend the long night anxiously.

In the tent of the Qing army, as the commanders watched at the bottom of the mountain, there was indeed no movement, and not even a single sentry on duty was missing.

In every tent, there was a mess, and the soldiers with pigtails of money were either groggy and snoring, or they were leaning on the side and moaning weakly, their weapons were thrown aside, the ground was littered with vomit, and the air was filled with the stench of liquor mixed with stomach acid, which almost made people faint.

In the Chinese military tent, Tu Hai and several cronies also fell on the thick woolen felt, saliva remained at the corner of their mouths, rolled their eyes and couldn't speak, humming and chirping, desperately trying to get up, but they couldn't even lift their bodies.

Outside the tent, the starlight was shining, the bright moon hung high, and a group of black shadows quietly kicked down the isolated rough wooden fence from the hinterland of the camp tent by the moonlight, and poured into the tents of the Qing soldiers like ghosts, and under the command of the leader, they separately touched the tents.

Tu Hai's mind was still a little clear, and when he was dizzy, he already understood that what he was eating was wrong, but unfortunately it was too late when he realized it, his stomach hurt and almost tore, his body was as heavy as oak, and his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't even do such an action as crawling.

He was anxious in his heart, this situation was wrong anyway, there must be something wrong with the beef he just ate, that Li Tingyu must be a ghost he did, the meat was sent by him, these Ming troops surrendered, they knew that they were not well-intentioned, so they had to hurry up to the tent to call someone and cut down those bastards.

Tuhai struggled hard, there was a sound in his throat, but he couldn't scream at all, let alone speak, his tongue couldn't move like a piece of wood, and it was a little difficult for him to even breathe when he was stuffed in his mouth.

At this moment, the lights in the tent suddenly dimmed, and it seemed that a wind blew in from the door, blowing out the flame of the candle, Tu Hai was happy in his heart, great, the sentry standing guard at the door finally found that something was wrong in the Chinese army's tent.

Tu Hai stretched his neck as hard as he could, he wanted to turn his head and give an order to the soldiers who came in, and immediately go and kill Li Tingyu and the others. If the soldiers are smart enough, they should immediately boil some dung water to pour it into themselves, I don't know what kind of medicine is in this meat, it's so uncomfortable.

The people who came in at the door were full of dark shadows, there seemed to be more than one, Tu Hai's eyes were dazzled due to the medicinal effect, and his vision was blurred, and he could only see a few tall figures slightly, as for who they were, they couldn't see what they looked like.

"Haha, the effect of the drug made from this mandala flower is really good, you see, what has become of these beasts." A voice rang out, full of joy, and the man who said it seemed to crouch beside him, and reached out and slapped him twice on the face.

"That's natural, I think these guys are pigs!" Another voice laughed and chimed in.

Someone didn't laugh, and said calmly and forcefully: "Don't be long-winded, time is very tight, hurry up!" ”

Tu Hai desperately opened his eyes wide, resisting the numbness of his body, but unfortunately it was still a black and white chaos when he saw it, he opened his mouth wide, wanting to roar and curse a few words, but only a string of saliva flowed out of his mouth.

"Huh? This guy spits! It's disgusting! The person squatting beside him shouted, and as he screamed, he took out the short knife on Tu Hai's waist, and without hesitation, he poked it into Tu Hai's open mouth full of fishy smell.

In every tent, such a scene is staged, blood is splashed, the knife shadow flashes, more than 100 left-behind Qing soldiers, like collapsed pigs and dogs, were killed cleanly, occasionally a few people who eat and drink less, staggered up and wanted to take the knife, and were pressed to the ground by the white pole soldiers with a smile, and directly wiped their necks.

A quarter of an hour later, a group of more than 100 Qing soldiers drove out of the barracks, escorting more than 300 Ming soldiers to surrender and driving silver carts.

Wang Huan took the little monks and waited here to join Li Tingyu's brigade.

Li Tingyu was wearing Tuhai's armor, walking in front, as soon as he saw Wang Huan, this bearded man raised his eyebrows, strode over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Senator, the plan is done, the plan is done!" ”

Wang Huan's body shook, endured the pressure on his shoulders, and smiled: "Congratulations, sir, are things going well?" ”

Li Tingyu was even smiling at his beard, every beard was cocked, and he couldn't stop talking: "Smooth and smooth, so smooth, just a hundred or so soldiers, and paralyzed into a pile of mud, it is easier than killing pigs, hahaha, if I hand over so many Tartar heads to the Ministry of War, I can at least make a general soldier, maybe I can also become a governor, hahaha, it's a pity!" ”

He said a pity between his words, but there was not even a trace of regret in his tone, he just couldn't stop laughing, and even his body shook, his head shook from side to side, and a long braid hanging from the back of his head shook to the front of him without paying attention.

Li Tingyu frowned, threw the braid back in disgust, and complained: "It's just that this rat's tail is too annoying, Senator, do we have to stick this furry thing?" ”

Wang Huan still smiled and said: "Of course, my lord, we are going to pretend to be Qing soldiers, without this braid, it is not like it." ”

Li Tingyu threw the braid around the back of his head, sweeping it on the face of the person behind him like a whip, and the person behind him hurriedly dodged away, lest it be affected, Li Tingyu saw it, gritted his teeth and said: "Your mother, I really don't know what Jianzhou Tartar thinks, how can he drag such a burden behind his head, and live tired?" When Lao Tzu captures Shengjing one day, they must all shave this rat's tail and use it as a trouser belt, and then live with a bald head! ”

Wang Huan walked side by side with him, and when he heard him say this, he put away his smile and said solemnly: "As long as the adults have such a grand vision, Wang Huan will definitely be full of courage, counselor, and raise the majesty of my Han family!" ”

Li Tingyu strode forward and laughed: "Don't talk nonsense in the army, little monk, I can hear and remember clearly, you kid don't want to run away halfway in the future!" ”

Wang Huan followed closely behind, and also laughed and said: "The gentleman is true to his word, Wang Huan does not dare to be called a gentleman, but even if he is a villain, he will definitely follow the adult, and he will not dare to break his word. ”

These words were like a mighty river, impassioned, and the people on the left and right were full of passion, and they all looked at the two people walking in front with hot eyes, and at this time, even if they were to be trapped in the army, they would not blink their eyelids.

Li Tingyu looked back at Wang Huan deeply, his eyes flashed, as if something shiny was looming in the depths of his eyes, he stared for a long time, but he didn't say a word, turned his head, just stepped forward under his feet, and strode bigger and bigger.

In the darkness of the night, a convoy of hundreds of people walked along the official road leading to Huai'an, turned left halfway, and embarked on another road.

At dawn, the tiger roared in the valley finally looked forward to the sun, the head of the battalion spent a sleepless night, in front of the threat of life, no one dared to close their eyes, all the people were under the arrangement of the battalion commander, loosely gathered together, when the sun rose, finally someone had the courage to go to the valley mouth to take a look, and came back to report the good news: the shadow of the horse thief was not seen.

The commanders breathed a sigh of relief, similar to such a huge team, and the army escort, the horse thieves can only take advantage of the defenseless time in the middle of the night to wreak havoc, in broad daylight, they generally will not come to harass, at this time I didn't see the horse thieves, and I won't see this gang of fierce gods again this day.

The commanders were busy directing everyone, burying the corpses, cleaning up the wounded, and busy for two or three hours piecemeal, until it was three poles above the sun, and then they remembered that it had been a long time since dawn, and the postponement of two hours had passed, so why didn't the soldiers come down to urge?

From a distance, the rough wooden camp was still silent, so quiet as if there were no living creatures inside, but the commanders hesitated and didn't dare to go up and ask, what are you kidding? The arrows shot by the Qing soldiers last night were still clearly planted on the hillside, who would dare to go.

If you don't leave again, it will be afternoon, will you have to spend the night in this valley today? It was to kill everyone and not do it, so the commanders pushed and pushed, you told me to go, I told him to go, and in the end no one could point out anyone, so they just stomped their feet, and everyone ran up the hillside together.

The group went up the hill in an orderly manner, and before they reached the door, they began to report loudly, but there was no response in the camp, and even the sentries standing guard at the door sat slack on the grass at the door, their heads hanging low as if they were napping.

The commanders walked to the door and didn't dare to make any loud noises, so an old commander politely bowed his hand to the sentry sitting at the door and said, "Master Jun, please let me know, I will ask to see Lord Tuhai." ”

The sentry did not even lift his head, but sat still on the ground, and the whole head was hidden under his head with a large hat on his head, and the people could not see his face.

All the commanders looked at each other, and they all felt that this Qing soldier was too arrogant, and they didn't care about people and you said something, what is the matter of hanging like this.

The conductor who spoke was very calm and unmoved, his eyes rolled, and he opened his mouth again, still respectful and not the slightest displeasure in his words.

But when he said this, it was the same as not saying it, and people didn't even pay attention to it, and they didn't mean to move at all.

This group of commanders, all veterans under Liu Liangzuo's account, who does not have two or two tempers, said this three times, but ate a cold ass, how can not hang on the face, at that time there was a person who was anxious, a quick step came up, stretched out his hand to push the sitting sentry, shouted: "Hey, ask you!" ”

With a slight push, the sentry fell to the ground with a "bang" and no response.

The person who stretched out his hand was stunned, and the commanders present were all stunned, and the one who shot was still thinking: When did his martial arts become so high, and the effect of a gentle push was so good?

The other commanders could see that something was wrong, they had seen the domineering of the Eight Banners, and when it was their turn to be pushed by them, they would have already pulled out their knives and cut people. And after standing at this gate for a while, a faint smell of blood slowly smelled in the air, wafting out of the tent.