The few gunshots of the devil did play a great deterrent role, making Liao Changsheng and Long Zhaitian and others nervous, it is estimated that it will be an inevitable battle, but Liao Changsheng's body is not enough to support him to take a gun to the battlefield again, and there is no one in the village, the rest is just to retreat, there is no need to fight with the devil's large army, when you retreat, blow up the Cockscomb City will be over, and it can be regarded as completing the order of the superiors, and after being entangled with the devil for so many days, the deployment of troops in several important towns on the Wujiang River should be about the same, So Wu Ting was the first to propose to retreat immediately. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liao Changsheng's weak body was lying on the bed, and he agreed with Wu Ting's retreat, he was unwilling, but he was powerless to resist, except to hold back the anger of this moment, what else could he do?

Zhang Ersilly cut off two Nanzhu and prepared a stretcher for Liao Changsheng in advance, Jin Pengfei wandered around the room for a long time, and couldn't find anything to take away? Coming to this turbulent society is destined to be vigorous, and it is enough to kill devils with this life.

Long Zaitian was lying on the stone of the courtyard dam, drinking wine, and had no intention of leaving at all, since he decided to come to relieve the siege and help Liao Changsheng, he didn't want to leave again.

The dragon knows better than anyone else where he should go? Either stay in Sangzhaiping and continue to be a bandit, after the devil comes in, he can only escape, or support Liao Changsheng to do it happily, and finally he chose the latter, but he didn't expect Liao Changsheng to be injured like this, so leave the rest to yourself.

Remove? Where to retreat? Fierce soldiers and horses, galloping on the battlefield for so many years, fighting a lot of battles, also suffering bullets, killing villains and hooligans, and injuring simple people, in the hands of Long Zaitian owed a major blood debt, and had to pay it himself.

For the Republic of China, will they accept a group of reckless men who have been bandits? Or is it kind enough to give yourself an official position? Don't be kidding, Long Zaitian laughed when he thought of these fantasies while drinking wine, and shook his head to sigh at the helplessness of this troubled world.

patting the ashes on his body, like a knight, he dragged his sword and poured wine towards the gate.

Closing the door, no one could have imagined that this murderous man who did not blink an eye, lifted the pen, dipped it in ink, laid out two chapters of paper, put down the pen into his mind, traveled smoothly, and wrote down his emotions, which reminded people that this rough man might have been a literati scholar before he went up the mountain.

After writing two letters, he took out the sachet that his wife had shown to him, and carried it on his body, twenty years of time made it no longer fragrant, and it was just a bunch of honeysuckle that had long dried up, but this memory still emitted a faint fragrance in the sachet, and the dragon smelled it in the sky and smiled happily, this kind of smile has never been seen in the twenty years of Rong Ma's career.

Pour out the hay flowers inside, fold the two letters written slowly, each crease is like your own life slowly covered by the next crease, and finally put it into the sachet, and you will also be in the ground, this is the last determination of a bandit, die in the battlefield, kill some more devils to atone for their sins.

The door rang, Zhang Ersil walked in, and informed, "Village master, pack up and prepare to retreat!" ”

Long Zaitian let go of the domineering of the bandit leader, and became more approachable, which made Zhang Ersil a little uncomfortable, and gently put the tied sachet in Zhang Ersil's hand to "Er Silly, you are Feng'er's most trusted brother, she has always regarded you as her own brother, and you should repay her in the future, take care of her for me, and your brother Changsheng!" Patted his shoulder and handed over a glass of wine to Zhang Ersilly, Zhang Ersil was very surprised, couldn't stand it, bent down to take it, although Long Zaitian had a lot of meanings in the words, but Zhang Ersilly didn't dare to guess, as a subordinate to protect the master.

Zhang Er drank it all, put the sachet containing the letter into his arms, shook it twice, and made sure that such an important thing was not lost, and when he went out, Long Zaitian commanded, "Wait until you hear the sound of the explosion of the Cockscomb City, and then give this to Feng'er!" Zhang Ersil nodded and went out, what a great father the owner of Longzhai at this time was in Zhang Ersil's eyes!

I put down the last burden in my heart, sat down at the door, cleaned my hair with a big knife, and the outline of my face was clear and handsome, even if there were traces of the years, it added the taste of a man.

Leaning against the door, they talked to their dead wife, and talked a lot, including those good memories, and also about their beloved daughter, and that very manly uncle, laughing and drinking, drinking and laughing until dawn.

According to Wu Ting's meaning, retreating at night is the safest, although the night road is difficult to walk, but safety is the most important, it is a good time to avoid the time difference of the devil, and leave quietly, leaving an empty city for the devil.

Although the plan is good, but everyone has to be left to blow up the cockscomb city, it is best to maintain a ten-hour time difference between retreat and bombing the city, even if the devil hears that the city has been bombed and rushes over, he can't find anyone, so who stays? It's a problem.

Wu Ting was the first to propose to let herself stay, but she was immediately rejected by everyone, she is an officer of the party-state, and the resettlement of villagers after entering the city and a series of possible problems need someone to speak, so Wu Ting must go.

Liao Changsheng is even more impossible, only his upper body can move twice, Jin Pengfei? Ah Feng? Zhang Er is stupid? Suhan? Xie Chenggong? After looking around, no one could stay, and there was silence at this time.

Long Zaitian walked over, still a man with the wind, and said boldly, "Leave the rest to me!" Waving his hand and letting them go quickly, Ah Feng was reluctant and worried, and pulled his father's sleeve.

"You go too, when you grow up and have a man, your father can rest assured, rest assured, your father is a bandit, and he won't die so easily! Go for it! After Long Zaitian finished speaking, Ah Feng was a little relieved and followed down the mountain.

Basically, everyone who should have gone left, only the brothers on the Sangzhai Ping did not move.

"Brothers, go if you want! In the future, find a protégé, marry a decent daughter-in-law, don't embarrass Lao Tzu, give birth to a bunch of babies, remember not to say that you have been a bandit after going down the mountain! "My mouth is dry, and I take two sips.

Hundreds of brothers still didn't move, Long Zaitian smiled, and the brothers also laughed, Long Zaitian asked, "Really not leaving?" ”

"Don't go!" Hahahaha burst out laughing.

Long Zaitian stood up with the wine jar and shouted, "It's all fucking men, Lao Tzu has had you brothers all his life, everyone drinks in a big bowl, eats meat in large pieces, eats and drinks enough, fuck the fucking devil tomorrow, come, do it!" ”

"! Hahahaha" laughter, bold shouting endlessly.

In troubled times, the good is forced to become prostitutes, in order to ask for a bite to eat, they must not occupy the mountain as the king, and the country breaks the mountains and rivers to let them work together again, tomorrow is the time for this group of men to fight for the country and for the people.

In the midst of laughter, there were also brothers who quipped, "Master Longzhai, you said that after we die, will the country erect a hero monument or something for us, hahahaha"

"Stand, you have to stand, you have to burn some money for us every year, otherwise if you go to the underworld, the brothers will have to be bandits, Hades will lose your temper, hahahaha!" There are brothers who should be in harmony.

"Yes, your baby is very knowledgeable!"

The vulgar language seems so sincere, the dark night of this night has become their cheers, the torches have become their companions, drinking big wine, eating big meat, in their lives, this moment is the most relaxed, the happiest, the most enjoyable!

It's getting brighter!