The wind was blowing, rolling down the fine and cold snow particles, and the marching tent was swollen like an inflated balloon, and the thumb-thick hemp rope was stretched tightly, and the stakes nailed into the mud looked like they were about to break through...... The half-moon that occasionally peeks out behind the dark clouds is like a crumbling jade plate......

The smell of blood spreads, the rapid sound of the wind sings the prelude to death, and the boundless darkness is about to swallow up the last ray of light, and the oppression is like a flood that half smashes down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Yi suddenly woke up, looked out with green eyes, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

The cold wind howling outside, he had heard it many times, and it stands to reason that he should get used to it, and there were soldiers in charge of patrolling every night in the camp, but he could react quickly to anything, but the atmosphere tonight was strange and scary, and there was something in his body that made him subconsciously aware of something terrible.

Looking around, it was as if he was being stared at by a group of hungry wolves with green eyes, and the cold wind that rushed into his body from all directions was like sharp fangs, making people daunting.

Yang also knew that something must have happened tonight, he looked at his colleagues in the room, most of them were still asleep, and it was rare for them to sleep so soundly in such a harsh environment. He got out of bed, and when he got outside, the cold wind mixed with snow particles smashed down, and his cheeks were instantly numb and unconscious.

In the tent of the seriously wounded not far away, tonight was surprisingly quiet, but Yang Yi became more and more worried, although there has been no particularly big war in recent days, and there are no new seriously wounded, but some of the people who survived before are now infected again because of the shortage of medicinal materials, and many of the seriously injured have festered wounds and have been unrecognizable, Yang also understands that this is also because of the cold weather here, so there is no large-scale epidemic, but the situation is so grim that this kind of thing is a trivial matter.

The brazier in the camp was not burning vigorously, presumably because there was not much pine oil left.

The location of the wounded barracks looks like the barracks are still in flames, but under this kind of excitement, people can't calm down, and Yang Yi can't tell what it feels like.

But it wasn't long before he knew what was going on.

A one-sided massacre began quietly.

Yang also leaned against a horse, panting heavily, the rear was already in chaos, the flames were everywhere, shouting and killing one after another, the two sides of the people and horses were strangled together in an instant, and the only thought in his mind was to kill the enemy in front of him.

The Ming army was in a passive situation since the beginning of the war, and although a small-scale resistance was organized at the moment, this resistance was a drop in the bucket under the well-prepared Qing army.

Yang Yi tore off a strip of cloth on his body, tied the handle of the knife tightly in the palm of his hand, squinted at the two people in front of him, pursed his lips and smiled.

They have been "hiding" here for some time, and if they don't go out, they will probably be treated as deserters.

After Yang Yi vomited a few times, he was used to the current scene, but occasionally saw the stumps and broken arms on the ground, and he was still a little weak.

He looked away and smiled dismally, very glad that the original owner of this body left a killing trick, although he was still running-in, but with the instinct of his body, he was able to survive until now.

got up and walked out, the three of them formed a simple formation of soldiers to attack the past, and fought together, there was trust between the three of them, and at this time, they could also do both offense and defense.

Several large battalions located in the surrounding area reacted shortly after the start of the battle, and with the addition of a large number of sergeants, the situation of the war was slightly reversed, and the Qing army seemed to feel that it had avenged the great revenge a few days ago, and by the way, it was enough to suppress the morale of the Ming army, and was unwilling to collide with the large Ming army, and retreated.

The battle lasted until midnight, and after several commanders instructed the lieutenant general to count the battle losses, and followed the governor into the Chinese army's account, and after a while, a few scolding voices were heard.

By the next day, the preliminary statistics had come out, and the number of battle losses had reached more than 500 people, to say that 500 people in the past did not represent anything, but at the moment the source of troops could not be replenished, and it was killed so many people at home, not to mention the ordinary soldiers, and several general soldiers were furious.

Yang Yi and the others didn't want to speculate too much about the thoughts of the upper-level generals, and in the current situation, everyone had their own selfishness.

"It's time to eat, it's time to put ...... food"

Hearing this, Yang Yi and the others walked out of the tent and looked at the several large wooden barrels that had been placed on the school field from a distance.

Sun Erzhong pursed his lips and said, "Niang Xipi, it's radish and greens again, and this mouth is about to fade out of a bird." ”

Yang Yi smiled when he heard this, and Zhu Wu on the other side took over and said, "Some of them are good to eat, you pick a fart." ”

Someone seemed to hear it in the distance, so they looked over this way, frowned, and said something to the people behind them, and after a while, someone walked towards them.

The official position of the person who came is not low, looking at it like that, at least it is a hundred households, and the three of them naturally dare not talk more.

When the person came closer, he didn't lower his voice and scolded, "Which of the three of you is under it?" Tell you to come to me. ”

Sun Erzhong said respectfully: "If you go back to the Lord of the Hundred Households, the three Shangguan and I have already died in battle. ”

"Oh?" Baihu raised his eyebrows, "That's it." Then he said, "After dinner, the three of you will come to my camp to see me." ”

The three of them said yes, and the man nodded and left.

Zhu Wu leaned over and said in a suppressed voice: "What do you say he is looking for us?" You don't want to play the board, do you? ”

Sun Erzhong's eyes changed, and he said helplessly: "No, this is not a big deal." ”

Yang Yi sighed and said, "Relax, it'll be fine." ”

"Really?" The two looked at him, their eyes full of doubt.

"Let's eat first, the turnips and greens will be gone for a while."

"Oh......"

During the meal, the two of them pretended to be worried, naturally they were not at ease eating, Yang Yi looked at this scene and reminded: "What is the matter with me." ”

The two of them snorted, obviously disdainful, but they no longer dwelled on the previous matter, and this meal of turnips and greens was eaten with peace of mind.

Yang Yi's heart was not as relaxed as these two, the hundred households who came over just now obviously received the order to come, and the general who had never come over in person was the one who really cared about.

The three of them may not face a good thing, this meal may be the last meal.

Yang Yi pretended to be worried, and when he reacted, the hundred households had already arrived in front of them, and he couldn't see anything in his eyes, and when he heard their salute, he nodded to himself: "Come with me." Then he turned away.

The steps were inexplicably heavy.