[Chapter Word Count:2423 Last Updated:2015-03-0401:04:02.0]

If the bandits came down from the top of the mountain, it would be an ambush on all sides. But the enemy came from both sides of the road, and it was obvious that the bandits' original mission was to close the road, but when they heard the gunfire from this side, they pounced on them and wanted to close the road. Then, as long as you fight and retreat to the mountain, find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is not without hope of survival.

Based on his own observation of Zhang Cuiyun, this hot-tempered girl is inseparable from the fight she is fighting at this time, and as soon as she hears that she was ambushed by bandits, she doesn't immediately bring troops to save her?

I thought I was going to die, but now that I had hope of living, Wang Shihua immediately said to the guard: "You go and sue Uncle Jiang now, you don't have to come directly." Then he pointed to the mountain behind him and said, "We meet at the top of this mountain." ”

When the guard disappeared into the bushes, Wang Shihua shouted: "Brothers, take off the spirit ring of the dead brother, take the injured brother, let's go to the mountains to hide for a while, and when the reinforcements arrive, we will come out and kill all these bandits." ”

The silver earrings worn by the man on his left ear, the size of a baby's fist, are carved with a dragon and a tiger, and the man's address and name are marked on them. Significance: Because of the high mountains and dense forests in Xiangxi, after the soldiers who went out to fight in ancient times died, the corpses could not be transported back, so they could only take off the silver earring on their left ear and bring them back to the relatives of the deceased. The superstitious point of view is that everyone believes that people have souls, and the souls of the war dead will be attached to the silver earrings, and as long as the silver earrings are enshrined in the ancestral temple, their souls will forever enjoy the filial piety of future generations. Therefore, at that time, many ancestral halls of large clans or specially established Zhongyong Temple, Warrior Hall and other places, you would see rows of silver earrings - this is the glory of the family. Of course, there is also a kind of death after the death of the father, the descendants wear their silver earrings on their left ear, thinking that in this way, the heroic spirit of the father's generation will possess the soul, make them brave in battle, and can protect themselves from harm. Therefore, these silver earrings are also called spirit rings!

"Young master, young master, wait a minute." The brothers were about to make a move, when they saw three guards shouting at the same time.

Wang Shihua looked up, but saw three people covered in blood looking over.

Wang Shihua asked people to go first and climbed over by himself.

"What's the matter?"

"Young master, the three of us can't survive, and please ask the young master to take care of the family affairs for the sake of us who died in battle." As he spoke, the three of them grabbed the left earring, tore it off, took it with blood, and handed it over: "Young master, please bring it to our family and tell them, we didn't disgrace the Wang family,"

All three had blood in their lips and teeth, one was shot through the waist, one was shot in the chest, and the heaviest one was shot in the chest and abdomen.

Wang Shihua wanted to comfort a few words, but he couldn't say anything. took the three silver earrings, held them tightly, and said with slightly red eyes: "The Wang family is proud of you and will always remember you." Don't worry, as long as I, Wang Shihua, have a bite to eat from now on, I will never let your family starve. ”

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the most seriously injured one opened his mouth to laugh, but coughed several times in succession and vomited blood. touched his chest and said softly: "With the words of the young master, this life is worth it." Young master, let's go, the three of us can still pull some cushions. ”

"Go all the way!" At this time, it was not the time for children to be in love, Wang Shihua nodded, looked deeply at everyone's faces, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of the three of them in his heart, nodded again, turned around and crawled away. He didn't look back, and he didn't dare to turn back, he was afraid that he wouldn't want to go this time, but the grief and indignation in his heart made him feel the urge to cry - this was the first warrior to die for him.

"Eight great gods~! Please look at your children and grandchildren. Today you are fighting bravely to kill the enemy and show off your supreme battle light! Eight great gods~! Please open your arms. Today is the roar of the warriors, returning with supreme glory! Eight great gods~! Please accept your children and grandchildren. Today is a happy homeland, gathered among your generals...... "Eight Great Gods, the war gods of the Tujia people."

As soon as he jumped onto the dirt slope and was about to get into the bushes, he heard a vigorous and vigorous Tujia language - the song of the god of war. Wang Shihua's body stopped suddenly, gritting his teeth and not letting tears come out of his eyes. I looked back at the source of the song, but I couldn't see it. On the contrary, those bandits, seeing that there was no gunfire here, were rushing quickly.

Keep your head down and plunge headlong into the bushes.

Soon, the sound of taunting gunfire rang out, followed by a dense burst of gunfire, and soon there was a deathly silence.

Wang Shihua took out the three blood-stained silver earrings, and his heart hurt very much, for the warriors, for his own incompetence: My Wang family has such a warrior, why can't he eat enough and wear warm clothes?

"Shihua, let's go. Everybody's looking at you. "Although Wang Shirong has a murderous nature, he has great respect for warriors.

Wang Shihua nodded and looked at the people around him: everyone was injured, and their expressions were sad and angry.

"Let's go!"

rushed to the top of the mountain in one breath, looked down, and vaguely saw that the bandits were chasing after them up the mountain, and there was still some time.

It just so happened that Uncle Jiang also arrived with five escorts, and everyone was also injured, and when they saw Wang Shihua and Wang Shirong, the escort who had summoned him just now actually cried.

Wang Shihua counted the number of people, and suddenly his forehead was bruised: except for the two dogs, there were a total of 24 people, and nine of them were shot in the hands or legs. In other words, in just one bag of cigarettes, ten people have died in the convoy.

"Scared?"

"Fear of death is a bad seed."

"Then why are you crying?"

"Young master, the brothers fought too hard in this battle." As soon as he yelled, he crouched down and hugged his head and began to cry.

"That's right! Young Master, you and Young Master Shirong go first, brothers go to take revenge, and we must let those bandits of the dog day know how powerful our Wang family is. ”

"That's right, let's go down the mountain and fight to the death with them."

Everyone's grief and indignation went up, and they didn't care about the disparity in strength at all, and only wanted to express the evil anger in their hearts.

"Well said! Our Wang family is a good man everywhere. Brothers, go back with Lao Tzu to kill one and earn a pair. ”

Wang Shihua also wanted to nod, but the three silver earrings in his hand kept reminding him: If you want to kill back, these three silver earrings will be sacrificed in vain.

Seeing that Wang Shirong also coaxed to lead the team down the mountain, Wang Shihua said angrily: "Stop for Lao Tzu!" ”

"Young Master!" Although everyone stopped, some people couldn't help but turn around and shout sadly: "We must avenge this revenge!" ”

"Shut up!" Wang Shihua clenched the three silver earrings in his hands, looked at them fiercely, and said coldly: "Who said that we won't take revenge?" But what are we going to do now to fight the bandits? Just our kind of people, it's not enough for bandits to take a knife at a time. ”

"Young Master Shihua, what should you do?"

"Retreat to the mountains first, and when the people from Zhangjiabao arrive, we will kill back." Wang Shihua didn't dare to delay time, and after a little explanation, he shouted coldly: "Listen to me, give me life, live well." Because only by living can you have a chance of revenge. I don't want to see your grandparents cry, you know? ”

Everyone bowed their heads, no one said anything - it was a silent protest.

"Are you fucking deaf? Do you know (do you understand)? ”

"Got it."

"Be louder, I can't hear you."

"Yes!"

"If you know, come with me."

At this moment, I saw someone shouting in surprise: "Look, isn't that the Zhang family's fast gun team?" ”

Wang Shihua hurriedly ran over, and when he looked, he saw a long team of horses rushing quickly on the road in the distance.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Wang Shihua raised his hand and shot three times into the sky.

The horse team also immediately responded to three gunshots, and rushed even more urgently.

Damn, it's just in time! Wang Shihua let out a long breath, his brows relaxed, he took a deep breath, and shouted: "When the reinforcements arrive, are you fucking stunned?" Didn't they shout for revenge just now? I'm waiting for a fart! Rush down with me over there. ”

Immediately, he took the lead and rushed in the direction of the horse team.