In the middle of spring, the mountainous areas of eastern Hubei are full of spring.

In the lofty mountains and mountains at the junction of Hubei and Henan, a shuangfeng sandwiched earth and stone post road flows in the chong.

This not wide mountain road stretches along the mountains on the left, and there is a clear water river on the side of the road, and the riverbed is two or three meters high from the road, which is somewhat steep; The blue water of the half river flows slowly, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, as well as the rape flowers and tender green wheat seedlings like yellow brocade on the chong fang, the white clouds and blue sky, yellow flowers and green leaves gently ripple on the water surface, just like a beautiful painting.

The mountain road is winding and twisting, and it is more vibrant.

The birds in the forest jumped, chirping, calling friends; The grass on the hillside is green, and the scent of flowers in the air is sultry. The mountains are red like fire, brilliant as a sea of clouds.

The mountains are like jasper, and the water is like pearls!

Just after Qingming, the mountains are like washing, the pine trees spit out pink buds, the maple branches are dotted with light white leaves, and among the shrubs with green buds, a colorful muntjac leads the neck to look, suddenly hears the movement, and runs wildly.

It was a man who was walking hurriedly on the post road that alarmed the muntjac.

This person is in his twenties, medium build, thin, with a Chinese face, sword eyebrows, and bright eyes, wearing a white single shirt with cloth buttons, and a black banner that is not old and half-new.

This young man is none other than Zong Tao.

Zong Tao bravely threw himself into the river with the devil and fell on the reef by the river. The devil weighed below, and he fell to death at that time, and Zong Tao was also hit into a fracture and fainted in pain. The tide of the river surged, swept away Zong Tao, fortunately the cotton clothes were buoyant, and there was no sinking river. Seeing Zong Tao drifting motionless with the water, the devil thought he was dead, salvaged the body of his companion, and left in a hurry.

Zong Tao drifted out of more than two miles with the river tide, ran aground on a bank, and was found by a fisherman. The fisherman, who was living in seclusion in the nearby mountains, heard the sound of gunfire and was worried about the theft of the boat hiding in the river, so he sneaked out, only to find Zong Tao floating to the river.

Zong Tao was dressed in a military uniform, and the fisherman immediately understood that it was these hot-blooded men who fought bloodily for the country. The fisherman hated the devil so much. In the past few days, the battle in Nanjing City has been in full swing, and the river has also been blocked by devils, and the fishermen have no livelihood.

Seeing that Zong Tao was still breathing, the fisherman hurriedly carried him home, lit a fire for Zong Tao to keep warm, and collected herbs to heal Zong Tao's injuries.

Zong Tao was hidden in a cave by the fisherman, delivered food and medicine, took care of it, listened to Zong Tao's story of fighting devils, admired it even more, and passed information from the outside world to Zong Tao from time to time.

The tragic massacre in Nanjing City, Zong Tao's hair stood on end when he heard it, and he couldn't wait to go to the battlefield again and fight to the death with the devil. But he was not allowed to heal from his injuries, and the devils searched everywhere for the scattered Chinese soldiers.

Fisherman to prevent accidents. Dressed up Zong Tao in disguise, and was extra careful in delivering food and medicine, and finally made Zong Tao escape the disaster.

Zong Tao was not lightly injured and recuperated for several months. After the injury healed, Zong Tao couldn't hold it anymore.

There were devils on the outskirts of Nanjing, Zong Tao did not dare to show up easily, and asked the fisherman to inquire about the whereabouts of the troops, but he was shocked to hear the bad news, and his team was killed in the defense of Nanjing. Zong Tao sighed infinitely.

On a dark night, the fisherman took the risk of sending Zong Tao across the river.

Zong Tao's home is in Dabie Mountain. Zong Tao hasn't been home for several years, he wants to go home first, then transfer to Wuhan, and then become an iron-clad soldier. The atrocities of the devils, as the descendants of Yan and Huang, how can they sit idly by?

Along the north bank of the Yangtze River, Zong Tao walked for almost half a month. Finally entered the Dabie Mountains.

This mountain road Zong Tao has walked many times. There are still more than ten miles to go, and he will reach his familiar home.

But the devil is going up the river, trying to capture the Central Plains and encroach on my great rivers and mountains.

Zong Tao clenched his fists: The great rivers and mountains of the motherland must not be trampled by ghosts with iron hooves!

The boundless scenery that is pleasing to the eye makes Zong Tao's heart heavy. Along the way, the guns of the devils were endless. Although the clutches of the devils in Dabie Mountain have not yet stretched out, Zong Tao smells the breath of the devils.

Nanjing fell, and the next target of the devil must be the important town of the Central Plains. Zong Tao has been in the army for nine years and has a little exploration of the military situation. Dabie Mountain will become the hardest hit area by the Japanese army!

The mountainous areas of eastern Hubei are vertical and horizontal, and they are dense with cobwebs. Walking to a turn, Zong Tao looked up. On the left side of the long chongli, at the end of more than ten miles lies a mountain peak. This mountain peak is steep and abrupt, and it is the highest in this lofty mountain. Zong Tao recognizes this mountain, the name of the mountain is the flag village, this mountain range, that is, Dawang Mountain.

Zhanqizhai is the main peak of Dawang Mountain.

Looking at the steep peaks, Zong Tao smiled slightly. His father once told him in a letter that in recent years, Dawang Mountain has not been peaceful, and there is a bandit team entrenched in Zhanqi Village, often coming out to loot, and from time to time forcing people to become bandits.

Contingent! Zong Tao's eyes lit up. As far as Zong Tao knows, most of the bandits nowadays have no livelihood, or the officials force the people to rebel, and they have nowhere to stay, so they pull the flag and rebel, but they rob the rich and help the poor, and kill corrupt officials and corrupt officials. In the first two years, he accompanied the army to exterminate several bandits, and after the interrogation, his suffering was much the same, and there were no very bad deeds, so most of them were absorbed.

Dawang Mountain is lush and wooded, and it is indeed a good place for the hidden dragon and crouching tiger. Here is close to the Yangtze River, such as the devil invades the Dabie Mountain, this post road, is the place where the devil must pass.

It's a pity that Zong Tao has no relationship with these people.

The chong was no more than 100 meters wide, and Zong Tao staggered past, and there was a mountain peak in front of him. The hill is steep, with thickets more than one person high stretching to the side of the road.

Zong Tao suddenly heard a noise in the bushes.

Beast or man?

Zong Tao smiled slightly. His ancestors lived here, and he knew that there were no beasts in the mountains, no matter how big it was wild boar muntjac, and then some small creatures. If it is a person, in addition to cutting wood, it is sawing trees.

But in the spring, when no one cuts wood or saws trees, there will be a noisy sound.

Zong Tao still walked slowly.

Suddenly, two big men in the shape of a man burst out of the bushes, each holding a Hanyang-made, aiming at Zong Tao one after the other.

There were not many people who were engaged in farming, but they were not surprised by this situation, because these bandits never harassed them.

Zong Tao looked at the two men, both of whom were less than thirty years old, almost the same as him, with dark faces, but their eyes were bright, staring at Zong Tao with fierce eyes.

"Those who are interested, leave the money to buy their lives!"

Zong Tao smiled faintly: "Two big brothers, how much do you think my life is worth?" ”

The two men glanced at each other, and the man with a knife-faced face on the left said: "Look at your dress, you are not a rich man, you must be an official." At least 5,000 oceans! ”

Zong Tao laughed: "The two eldest brothers have lost their eyes, and I haven't accumulated it yet." ”

Zong Tao has been in the military camp for nine years, and the total amount of money he has taken is only more than 1,000, and he does not have much savings except for expenses. The few dozen pieces of ocean he had left were given to more than half of the fisherman, and now he only had a few pieces on him.

Zong Tao spoke in the local dialect, and the two men were stunned.

Dao Tiao looked at Zong Tao suspiciously: "Are you a local?" Why did I never see you? ”

Zong Tao smiled lightly: "Dawang Mountain is a hundred miles away, and there are many people you haven't seen." ”

"But you look like a man of status."

Zong Tao's temperament is extraordinary.

"What does that mean?"

Knife Face was about to say more, and another man with a square face shouted impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, we only need the ocean, and we don't want to hear the rest!" ”

Zong Tao took out the few pieces of ocean that were left, picked them up and threw them into the air, and then caught them, his tone was not without contempt: "I only have these few pieces of ocean on me, but the two of you don't know if you have the ability to take them." ”

Zong Tao slipped two men and knew it in his heart. Although these two people are big, they are obviously reckless. Zong Tao has been immersed in the military camp for nine years, and his kung fu is extraordinary, and these two men are not a problem.

The two men were annoyed and angry, exchanged glances, threw away their guns, pounced on them, and hugged Zong Tao tightly.

Zong Tao didn't resist and let the two men tie up.

The square-faced man snatched the silver dollar, put it to his mouth and blew it, raised it to his ear to listen, and smiled proudly. The knife face pulled the rope, and the two picked up the gun and shouted at Zong Tao to leave.

"Be honest, dare to play tricks, beware of guns that don't have long eyes."

Zong Tao almost burst out laughing.