In the evening, some of the guerrillas carried the wounded on temporary stretchers, some supported each other, and some tried their best to carry the booty they had cleaned, and they walked into the Tibetan army cave together. One by one, they were so tired that they couldn't stand anymore, and they sat on the ground gasping for breath.

Two of them couldn't sit down, and even though they were exhausted, they still had to pick up their spirits and deal with everything in front of them.

Chuantao helped to take care of the wounded, who were bleeding and in pain, and he could not sit for a while. Although it is no longer possible to go up the mountain to collect medicine at this time, acupuncture and acupuncture point sterilization and disinfection still have many benefits for wounds. Fortunately, a lot of usable first-aid medicines were also found among the seized items, and there was still no big problem in temporarily solving the difficulties at night.

Wu Gang was very remorseful about the organization of this battle, and he was even more distressed for the soldiers who died bravely in the battle, and he couldn't sit down to relieve that little bit of fatigue. They are all tried and tested loyal warriors, but their young lives have been cut short by their own carelessness. Although there will be sacrifices in the revolution and death in the war, Wu Gang never thought of making the slightest unnecessary casualties. The guerrillas are the tinder, the hope of the Red Army to fight back to the base areas, and it is his historical mission to develop and grow, and the huge losses caused this time are something that Wu Gang cannot forgive himself no matter what.

Wu Gang arranged the next step of the work of all the personnel, and at the same time comforted the wounded soldiers, and after politely greeting Chuantao, he left the Tibetan army cave overnight to organize the personnel stationed in the garrison to be transferred to Guniuling. The mass base and living environment here are more suitable for the guerrillas to carry out their work and develop and grow.

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As soon as the sky was bright, Chuantao had already traveled in the forest, grass, streamside, and cliff bank, constantly picking and digging all kinds of strange flowers, grass, vines, and insect molting fruits. What he carried on his body, what he grasped in his hands, and what he pocketed were all medicines. The sun had just come out a little golden, and Chuan Tao had already returned to the Tibetan army cave, cleaning and cutting, roasting, boiling and kneading, and was very busy. The wounded are in pain, Chuan Tao is in pain, and he can't wait to heal all the wounded in minutes. In this era of lack of medical treatment, Chuantao's medical skills have become the expectation of everyone. As soon as the matter in the cave came to an end, Chuan Tao braved the scorching sun and walked through the forest, looking for the holy medicine to cure injuries......

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Three days later, the guerrillas all returned to the vicinity of Guniuling, and the ambulance team took over all the wounded, and Chuantao finally breathed a sigh of relief. So, Chuan Tao proposed with Wu Lao and Master Huangshi to go back to Huangshi Cliff to see, where there was a former home, and there were some nostalgia and memories.

Both Huangshi Dao and Chuantao walked on foot, and Wu Lao could only ride the old horse to keep up with the speed of the march.

After that forest, the Yellowstone cliff can be seen faintly, but the warm thatched house is not seen. After climbing the gentle slope, the three of them had already set foot on Pingba, and only a wall of ashes was left in front of them, and the white dog set fire to the grass huts, not even the simple stable.

Most of the verdant bamboo forests are scorched and yellow.

Stepping through the ashes, it is the stone house - the place where Chuantao practiced. Fortunately, everything here has not been affected, the hot springs are still there, the wooden pillars are still there, the stone slabs are still smooth, the wooden figures are still smooth, and even the tea seeds collected in the corners are still neatly stacked on the side of the stone wall. Obviously, after the white dog set the fire, he ran so fast that he didn't notice that there was anything else behind the thatched hut.

Do you want to rebuild your home, or do you abandon your home and follow the guerrillas? Two old and one young, you look at me, I look at you, I can't make up my mind. It is not easy to rebuild the homeland, even three young strong men. Felling and transporting materials, loading beams on walls, cutting grass and building houses, it is difficult to restore the old appearance in a few months, not to mention that Chuantao is still a teenager, Wu Lao and Huangshi Dao are both over the age of sixties, such a heavy burden is really unbearable.

Since it is difficult to choose, let's go back to the guerrillas first. So the three of them returned to the Tibetan army cave in a huff.

When Wu Gang heard about this, after a brief meeting, he approached the people of Huangshi Daoist and said: "You have made great contributions to our guerrillas, and the comrades unanimously believe that we have the responsibility to help you rebuild your homeland. Therefore, we decided to send a team of young people to Yellowstone Cliff to rebuild the house. ”

In addition to sighing, the people of Huangshi Dao still felt that this was a bit inappropriate, so they hesitantly asked Wu Gang: "The guerrillas are units of the Red Army, and I am afraid it is unreasonable to work for the sake of selfishness." ”

Wu Gang smiled and asked in a consultative tone, "What if our guerrillas use Huangshi Cliff as a station for the rear medical team?" It makes sense for us to build a medical team station. As long as you agree, we will build it, and we will not interfere with your personal life. ”

Saying this, Huang Shi had no choice but to agree: "Okay, you build a medical team station, and my two old men will retire in the medical team, and I have nothing to say." ”

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The reconstruction of Huangshi Cliff was personally arranged and implemented by Wu Gang, and Chuantao, Huangshi Dao and Wu Lao were all left in the Tibetan Army Cave to take care of logistics. Collecting medicines, treating wounds, and training troops, these three people have become an important part of the guerrillas, and although they are not in the establishment, they have won the respect and love of all the commanders and fighters. The harmonious environment made the three residents of Yellowstone almost forget about rebuilding their homes.

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The beginning of autumn is imminent, Wu Gangxing hurriedly told the people of Huangshi Dao: "The new house is completed, do you want to go back and see it immediately?" ”

Huangshi Daoren, Wu Lao, and Chuantao were all excited by the news: "Go back, why don't you go back?" It's nice to have a home. "The guerrillas are good, but that's the troops, not home.

Without staying long, the three of them packed up a little, took the two mules and horses, and happily set out on the way home. Wu Gang followed him to see him off.

At the foot of the Yellowstone Cliff, a long row of houses made of new wood is taller than the original, and there are more rooms. Although the top cover is still grass, it shows the momentum of a large courtyard. There were still a few soldiers in front of the door, but they were only in the new room, and did not go to the old house.

The scorched bamboo forest has been cut down seven or eight times out of ten, and only a few dozen green branches and green leaves remain, looking forward to reproduction in the coming year.

The dead bamboo was made into a chair and bed frame, and the room was fully equipped.

Even the newly built stables are much more spacious than the original, and the two horses are tethered here, each with a lot of room to maneuver.

The well was re-excavated and deepened, widening enough to accommodate dozens of people.

Vegetables were replanted in the fields, and the new ridges were neatly raised. Some of the sprouts have come out of the soil, sowing a little green.

The first thing Chuantao did when he entered the house was to go to the stone house to have a look. The place remained the same, not moving a bit, and the bags of tea were still lying quietly on the edge of the stone wall, silently.

Huang Shi and Wu Lao were in the kitchen and tea house, and once again put on the tea set, and a new cooking pot hung in the ash pit, which was being burned by firewood. The cutlery is all new. It's a pity that the bowl of oil sands can no longer be used, and I have to wash some in the ravine again.

"Very satisfied." Chuantao, Huangshi Daoren, and Wu Lao said to Wu Gang in unison.

"It's good to be satisfied, there are three rooms in the old house, we don't need them. The additional rooms served as wards and studios for our guerrilla medical team. That's fine. Wu Gang said.

"Originally, you built it, how can we have an opinion? In the future, there will be more people, and the always quiet Yellowstone Cliff will be lively from now on, haha, this is exactly what we can't ask for. The lonely old man is no longer lonely. ”

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The wounded, sick and sick of the guerrillas and the doctors came to Yellowstone Cliff one after another, and they never came to bother the two old men in those houses to the south.

The Huangshi Daoist asked them strangely, "Why don't you sit down with us?" The wounded told him: "Discipline." Newly formulated discipline of the partisans. The Huangshi Daoist was speechless for a moment. When the white dog enters the door, he grabs things when he sees them, these guerrillas are also troops, but they do not commit any crimes, this is the fundamental difference. The common people love and hate clearly, and it is inevitable to support the guerrillas in fighting against the white dogs.

When the guerrillas wanted to find Wu Lao and Huangshi Daoist when they had something to do, they all sent people to respectfully invite them there, and only then did they humbly ask for advice.

The two old men were deeply in love with this team, this team of the real people. As soon as he had time, Wu Lao took the initiative to collect medicines and medicines, and except for a small part of his own collection, most of them were handed over to the guerrilla doctors for backup. The Huangshi Dao people also helped the wounded who had almost recovered to move their muscles and bones, and even showed their strength. The two old men who used to compete endlessly on the chessboard never opened the chessboard again.

Chuantao resumed his daily training. In the stone house, in the woods, and on the cliff, there are waves every day. In addition to their own daily necessities, they also replenish the nutrition of the wounded guerrillas, and the family of three under the Huangshi Cliff has been integrated into the big family of the guerrillas.

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Since the guerrilla medical team settled at the foot of the Huangshi Cliff, the farm work in the fields has never been left to the Huangshi Daoist people to do. When it was time to plant, it was planted immediately; When it is time to hoe, the ground is clean; The harvest season was quickly finished, and the harvested items were handed over to the Huangshi Dao people. Of course, in addition to leaving their own uses, the Huangshi Daoists handed over all of them to the guerrillas.

Autumn is high and cool, and there is prosperity under the Yellowstone Cliff.

Wu Lao called Chuantao to his side, and said cautiously: "I have taken you out for more than a year to practice. I promised Engong that I would send you home within two years. At present, your martial arts cultivation and your medical cultivation have reached the expected level, and it is time to consider going home for a reunion. ”

Chuantao doesn't want to go home, that's fake, he misses your parents, he misses his brother, he has never put it in his heart, and he has never shown it in front of Wu Lao. He knew that in order to cultivate him into a talent, Wu Lao could be said to have given everything he had, and he could not retreat, he must work hard to improve and repay his teacher's kindness. At this time, the master proposed this matter, of course Chuantao was willing, but what the two masters planned in the future, Chuantao didn't know the bottom in his heart. Then he asked, "Are the two masters going home with me, or do they have other plans?" ”

Wu Lao said: "I am alone, and the people of Huangshi Dao are also singles, and our two difficult brothers and sisters have been friends with each other since they were young. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I have no regrets about accepting you, a sensible and studious apprentice, who has inherited our skills. So we discussed staying here and ending our lives. What's more, now that there are guerrillas taking care of us, there is nothing to worry about. ”

Although Chuan Tao was reluctant to get along with the two masters for so long, he still decided to go home alone and see his parents. Then he said to the master, "Those two masters take care of themselves, and when I go home and settle them properly, I will come to serve the master again." ”

Chuantao's return home was decided.