Shanhaiguan, Shanhaiguan, out of this pass, it belongs to the outside of the pass, and Le Bao, who has been tortured by this snail march, is finally a little excited. 【】

"Handsome, handsome. When we arrived at Shanhaiguan, did we rest for a few days first, but the brothers were tired and miserable, and they traveled thirty or fifty miles a day, was this done by people? Next to him, a Dutong with a yellow belt around his waist jumped over and stretched out a silk handkerchief to wipe his face, and the pro-soldiers next to him also chased after him in a panic to ensure that the umbrella cover in his hand could cover the sun for this Dutong.

Seeing this posture of this person, Le Bao secretly scolded his mother in his heart, this is Yongzhu, the deputy capital of the Zhenghuang Banner, don't look at it as just a mere deputy capital, but the problem is the blood of the Holy Ancestor, the grandson of Prince Chengke, the twenty-fourth son of the Holy Ancestor.

Le Bao's face was astringent: "Lord Belle, Le someone also wants to rest, but don't forget, the emperor can keep urging, military affairs, how can it be easily delayed, annoyed and bumped into the emperor, when the time comes, ......"

Hearing Le Bao mention Qianlong, this Dorobelle couldn't help but feel a sudden slap in his heart, he really wanted to provoke the old man, regardless of whether he was Baylor or not, I was afraid that it would be......

Yongzhu's eyelids rolled, and he didn't know where to pull out a folding fan and shook it gently: "Forget it, then we'll rest here for the night, we've been on the road for a day today, and we can't even give you a break, Lord Le, don't you say?" ”

“…… Cheng, then I hope that Lord Belle will inform the children of the clan. Le thanked him first. Lebao looked at the sun that was only reaching the top, and replied with a wry smile for a long time.

"Ha, it's easy to say." Yongzhu casually arched his hand towards Nalebao, and Lema walked towards the back, and after a while, he heard Nayongzhu and a group of clan disciples announce this, although some people were satisfied, but there were still people who felt that it was not enough, and were scolding there.

Le Bao sighed, and before he galloped forward, he really didn't want to listen to the noise of these clan disciples. At this moment, Le Bao felt that he was now extremely envious of the Erle Dengbao who went south, leading this group of pampered old soldiers to fight, it was really better to command the green battalion, at least, those green battalion soldiers did not have the prominent status of these Manchurian Eight Banners. Even if you want to find trouble with a criminal leader and assistant leader, you have to recall for a long time, which big man in Beijing this guy has something to do with, or the son and nephew of which big man. so that they may consider not to offend people to death.

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"I knew this earlier, Lao Tzu still grabbed a hair." Le Bao spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm hatefully, if it weren't for the first few times when he was dispatching troops, he was too jumpy, although he couldn't choose himself, but he jumped too much, and then there was a war, Qianlong thought of himself for the first time This is not strange, but unfortunately, where is this going to fight and make meritorious contributions, it is simply fucking to put people on the fire to roast.

"Great marshal, great marshal, the last general arrived at the gate of Shanhaiguan, but found that the gate of Shanhaiguan was closed, and after calling for most of the day, there was only one small soldier looking at us blankly, and he didn't even reply to a word. The last general felt strange in his heart, and hurried back to the horse to report to the commander. Just as Nale Bao had reached the distance of two miles from the Shanhai Pass, one of the officers of the forward unit had already returned from his horse, turned over and dismounted, and reported to Le Baoyu, who was thinking nonsense there.

"What?!" Lebao crooked his nose on the spot. You grandma, no matter how handsome this is, he is also the commander of a dignified army, the one guarding Shanhaiguan is just a town green battalion, and the highest official is only the chief soldier, a month ago, the court has already notified the general army of Shanhaiguan that he will lead the army through and ask them to prepare everything.

But now, after hearing the report from the counselor, Le Bao was stunned at first, and the anger that had been held back for a long, long time finally broke out: "Go, take a look, this handsome man wants to see, what does he want to do with Wu Han'an, the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, that bastard?" ”

Soon, Le Bao also stood at the foot of the Shanhai Pass, which was fourteen meters high, that is, nearly five zhang on the city wall, and the Great Qing Dragon Flag fluttered weakly above it, just like the thin wings of insects that let the spicy sun sunshine.

An old man with a white eyebrows and beard and an eyepatch was poking his head down the city wall, glancing down from time to time. Regardless of the loud shouting and scolding of those Eight Banner soldiers or the threatening appearance of dancing knives and guns, this old man wearing a trumpet and holding a spear in his hand still had a very confused expression.

"Let the soldiers be quiet, and send someone to the front to shout and ask the old man what the hell is going on?" Le Baotie retracted the clairvoyant mirror with a blushing face, and commanded loudly to the generals beside him.

Soon, in order to be able to enter Shanhaiguan earlier, these Eight Banners soldiers still quieted down very obediently.

This pro-soldier who was sent by Lebao to shout at the bottom of the city tower was naturally a loud voice. "Open the door!" With these two words alone, the soldier roared in a low voice, and his voice was as high as a bison with a strong chest.

"What?! ......" The old man with a black blindfold on the tower of the city gate trembled and poked out half of his head.

"I told you to open the door!" The soldier downstairs grinned and roared in a voice that was louder than before.

"What do you say?! ......" The old man with the black eye patch pointed his ear at the bottom of the city tower, looking confused.

“…… My marshal asked you to open the city gate, let us enter the customs, you old brute, don't open the city gate quickly, delay the army's journey, you can't afford to suffer! "The pro-soldier voice is a little out of tune.

"I can't hear you, what are you talking about?! ......" The old man with the black eye patch not only pointed his ear at the bottom of the castle tower, but also raised a hand and placed it in his ear to listen. The soldier at the bottom of the castle tower couldn't catch it in one breath, and almost fell off the horse's back, and it took a long time for a long time to hold back a sound from his throat that seemed like a half-big rooster learning to crow. "I say!"

"The Red Flag of Manchuria in the Great Qing Dynasty Fei Mo's Clan, the Squire of the Military Department, the Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, and the Crown Prince Taibao Le Baole led the army here, and you will open the door immediately!" Lift your breath, squat on the horse, and then exhale and open the sound, this high-voiced pro-soldier finally came up with a nirvana, and the roar of the roar, I am afraid that even the later generations of Italian masters who are afraid of the tile will be embarrassed when they hear this pro-soldier's super-level performance.

The one-eyed old man with the black blindfold on the upper floor finally did not continue to maintain the posture just now, but his words made tens of thousands of Eight Banner soldiers silent. "What what fat cat is a wolf? And sweet potatoes? I said, young man, have you not eaten enough, these words are so weak that my old man's ears can't hear anything for a long time, and I can't make a louder noise! ”

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All the Eight Banner soldiers who could hear the old man's angry roar were all dumbfounded, and even some of them didn't realize that the weapons in their hands fell to the ground.

"......" The clairglass mirror in Le Bao's hand almost made him throw it out, and his face turned green with anger, and his eyes twitched. From a first-class member to the mouth of this old deaf man, all of them have become worthless things, and even their surnames have become fat cats.

"Wu Han'an, Lao Tzu must impeach you, don't let you resign from office, don't let your family die, Lao Tzu Lebao is not worthy of the surname Fei Mo." Le Bao said fiercely in his heart. Resentful and resentful eyes looked at the tower, as if he wanted to use his gaze to burn through a large hole in the seven-meter-thick one.

"Damn, where is this behind the ear, it's just fucking deaf! What kind of heart does Wu Han'an, a bastard bastard, have?! Beside him, the Ljungbel shouted loudly.

"What?!" The old man heard Nalebao's scolding, and quickly pricked up his ears to listen. This Yongbeile also made the old man choke his eyes white, and it seemed that the saliva of the dignified Baylor was wasted, and it was all regarded as a fart by the old man.

The children of the Eight Banners downstairs at the city gate finally couldn't hold it back, and kept shouting and scolding at the city, spitting on the stars, and even some arrogant simply opened their bows and arrows, ready to show off their riding and archery skills, and finally let Nalebao's own soldiers stop drinking.

"Who's loud?!" Le Bao, with a blushing face, asked the soldier under his command. "My lord, here is the smallest one with the loudest voice." The soldier who came forward to call the door just now looked depressed.

"Okay, a few of you shouted to Lao Tzu to open the door together, and said that the court army was going to leave the customs, and the door should be opened immediately, delaying the military situation, and there will be no forgiveness!" In the end, Lebao can only use the method of collective chorus.

More than 20 pro-soldiers stood under the city gate, and then shouted in unison, which really had the flavor of a chorus.

The old man on the top of the city gate tower didn't seem to be pretending, but he was very deaf, and after hearing it, his face seemed to change. "Oh, my mother, why didn't you say it earlier, I listened to the old man for a long time."

"......," the soldier downstairs wanted to turn into a beast and climb the city wall to tear the old guy to pieces.

"Now that you've heard it, don't you open the city gate quickly!" The leader of the pro-soldiers cleared his somewhat hoarse throat and yelled again.

"Eight Banners Masters, it's not that the old man doesn't want to open the door, it's that the old man really can't open this door." The old man on the tower of the city gate looked embarrassed.

"Old guy, you can't open it, then why don't you call General Wu to open the city gate!"

"Mr. Wu and his old man are at home, but this Mr. Wu and his old man are taking a nap, the old man and I are such a small pawn, where can I enter the General Soldier's Mansion, otherwise, you Eight Banners Uncle and so on, after our Wu General Soldier takes a nap, he will definitely come to patrol the city, and when the time comes, open the city gate for the masters." The one-eyed old man's voice was loud, but he thundered everyone downstairs again.

"Damn, I see if the fucking old dog wants to rebel!" The folding fan in Yongbeiler's angry hand was thrown to the ground, and there was a deaf old man on the tower of the city gate, what is this not a play?!

(To be continued)