Taonan Yamen

"If you should come, you will come back!" Gan Zhiming sat next to the stove to keep warm, looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Gan Zhiming smiled, and estimated that the crops in Nandiantun should have been harvested.

Gan Zhiming is indeed smart, a few days ago, he said that there should be rain and snow weather in front of the language, and he specially asked He Tianci to let Zhang Xiaozhun take the soldiers to help the farmers harvest, but as for why Gan Zhiming knew, no one knew, his statement was that heaven is not, everything is under control.

Even the big stove in his yamen, the furnishings are extremely unreasonable, Taonan is cold, but it is not cold, and it is necessary to rely on the stove for heating in autumn, Gan Zhiming's explanation is that people are old, and they must have a stove if they are weak, and the county government's errand officer has no way to hold an old man with something, who makes the family an official master, but this Taonan is about to snowfall heavily, Gan Zhiming's behavior is reasonable, it seems that the old man can really predict the prophet.

Goose feather-sized snowflakes fall with the north wind ticket, but in half an hour, the snow on Taonan Street has not passed the foot and neck, Liuzi stepped on the thick snow with a shallow foot, making a creaking sound, it seems that this old man is really clever, saying that it will snow when it snows, I knew that it was better to put on the cotton coat that the master gave him, and he was getting closer and closer to the yamen, Liuzi poked his hand and ran in excitedly.

"Master, you are really a god, most of the herdsmen in Dongcheng have driven the cattle and sheep back from the pasture according to what you said, and they have also taken measures to prevent the cold, but there are a few herdsmen who don't believe that the adults said that it is going to snow, and they did not drive the livestock back, and they have lost a lot of cattle and sheep, and they are working hard!" The sixth son ran into the yamen and said excitedly.

Gan Zhiming smiled slightly, looked at the frozen Liuzi, whose face was flushed, raised his eyebrows, and said with a kind face: "Liuzi, come in, the weather is strangely cold, come to the stove to warm up." ”

The sixth son was adopted by Gan Zhiming since he was a child, and Gan Zhiming put jīng power on his career all his life, and he had no children and no daughters, so he regarded the six sons as his relatives.

"Hey!" Liuzi scratched his head, stretched out his frozen red hand, rubbed it, and said with a smile: "Master, you are really a god, how do you know that this will definitely snow, this time master, how much loss have you avoided for Taonan City, if He Tongzhi knew about this, he would definitely have to praise the master again."

Listening to the praise of the sixth son, Gan Zhiming held his beard and said with a slight smile: "If you should come, you must come back, as for why, I don't know!" ”

The sixth son sighed: "Master, you are ...... Every time it's like this, it can't give me an answer! ”

Chifeng

The night is as dignified as water, the battle of Chifeng is fought from morning to dusk, rushing down the mountain to the top of the mountain, the corpses are everywhere, a mess, after the heavy rain, the bare Yuanbao Mountain has a touch of red, looking at the only eleven brothers left around him, after the heavy rain, the wounds on the body are more obvious, and everyone is full of large and small wounds.

After a day of fighting, the only dozen or so soldiers left, the physical strength began to be unable to last, just now the Mongolian warrior Qatar because of dead blood, forever fell on the land they had fought on here, at this time it was eleven people back to back, relying on strong willpower, more to avenge the dead brothers, against the last high ground of the gourd mouth of Yuanbao Mountain, here is their last retreat.

This is the highest place of Yuanbao Mountain, and it is also the location of the gourd mouth, the narrow mountain road, can only accommodate two people walking side by side, more than 20 people are stunned by this steep valley mouth, condescending, resisting several attacks by Rì himself, but with the consumption of time, more than 20 brothers have fallen half, and the remaining eleven people are still holding on, sticking, and holding on.

"Brothers, with you as companions, Lao Tzu is fucking worth it, the battle I have fought in this life is gone, what I hate most in this life is the little devil, when I followed the wolf king Wang Zhankui, which is now the twentieth co-ordination, what old hairy little devils, it is these devils who kill, the nickname of the big boss' Bao beat foreigners', and later followed the He system, from the rì Russian war to the Tumen River battlefield, the brothers have never been bears, today our brothers can't be women, that is, the dead masters who die of us, don't give He the system, don't disgrace the Chinese! ”

"Coexist and die with Yuanbaoshan, and death will not disgrace the Chinese!" The deafening shouts aroused the anger and hatred in everyone's hearts, and the only eleven remaining warriors, like tigers descending from the mountain, once again rushed towards the mouth of the gourd valley.

Eleven people were roaring angrily, and the shouts shook the four fields, looking at the high-spirited warriors, Wang Ning seemed to see the iron army that was terrified in the defense of the Tumen River, this kind of jīng god who was not afraid of sacrifice has not been seen for a long time.

The situation of the Ishida squadron below is not much better, two of the three squad leaders died, the battle has been fought all day, the soldiers are fighting hungry, many soldiers have begun to faint from exhaustion, in order to launch the last attack on Yuanbao Mountain, Ishida barely gathered more than sixty people, and there are many wounded soldiers inside, at this time only one remaining team leader Komura kept suggesting that Ishida withdraw his troops, if he fought again, even if he won it would be a disastrous victory.

But the arrogance in Rì's own heart did not allow Ishida to retreat, he had to take Yuanbao Mountain, otherwise he would not be worthy of being a soldier of the empire, the wound was constantly bleeding, Ishida's lips were pale, Ishida had been bleeding profusely, but he still endured the pain of fainting and brought him into battle, Ishida led by example, deeply stimulating these young people.

"Look at that, the people of China are gone, there are only a dozen people left, and the brothers will rush up for me and capture the pig alive!" Ishida propped himself on the ground with his katana and yelled at the soldiers behind him.

"Onboard! Onboard! ”

Looking at the dozen or so Chinese soldiers at the mouth of the gourd, still stubbornly holding on, Ishida shouted, and his pale face glowed with a hint of light, as if the great god of rì really gave him endless ability, kill me!

"Ding Dong"

The piercing sound of metal colliding stimulated everyone's eardrums, and the bitter mouth of the gourd that could not be opened by one husband and ten thousand people limited the advance of the large army of Rì, and only two people could enter at a time, and Rì's own numerical advantage could not be brought into play at once.

But Ishida resembles a wheel battle, constantly consuming a sentry of soldiers, but in ten minutes, Wang Ning's brothers are only Takig left.

The two looked at each other and smiled, waved the war knife in their hands in tacit understanding, and shouted while rushing: "Brother, we are here!" (To be continued.) )