If you look at it from the map, Xiaoping Mountain is only seven or eight miles away from Baisaso, and people with faster feet can walk back and forth in half a day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but only those who have really walked know that although there are only seven or eight miles of road, there are two mountains in between, the mountain road is narrow and difficult to walk, and it is not easy for empty people to walk, not to mention the soldiers who are fully armed with helmets and armor. However, the Xianzi battalion is finally the first-class elite in eastern Sichuan, and it has just won another game, and the morale is sharp, even if it is impossible to light torches and other things due to secrecy, and the soldiers have to line up because of the blindfolding, and they staggered and staggered with a shallow foot and a shallow foot on the belt of their comrades in front of them, but there are few people who fall behind.

"Mr. Qian, Team Ding's brothers have really good eyes!" Zheng Guocai walked beside Li Yongzhong, wiped his sweat, and said to him with emotion: "I just walked from the back to the front, if it weren't for the brothers of Team D scattered in the queue and helped lead the way for the brothers, our night attack would really not have happened!" ”

"It's just a lack of food." Li Yongzhong turned his head to the officer with a somewhat confused face as he walked, and said, "I'll just look for a medical officer later." The doctor said that this was a bad daily meal, so he prescribed a prescription for dietary therapy, which was about some pork liver, wolfberry and crucian carp. On weekdays, you can also soak pine needles in water to drink, that thing is eye-catching. ”

Zheng Guocai smiled bitterly, wiped a handful of sweat running down his sideburns with his sleeves horizontally, and didn't say a word - in the official army, the regular soldiers give you one stone a month, but I don't know how much sand and gravel rice bran is mixed in it! On weekdays, you can't starve to death, and you can eat better when you go out, but there are a few dry cakes, accompanied by only soy sauce and cabbage, and you can't see half a piece of meat in ten days and a half months! It's such a meal, and it doesn't necessarily have ****!

Since Team D entered the camp, what the soldiers hated the most was not the equipment or training, but the fact that they had one meal of meat to eat in three days! Regardless of pork and mutton, as soon as the three days arrived, someone specially killed the pig and sent it, and the other people in the team asked and knew that this was Li Yongzhong's own pocket! And looking at the entire army, only Team D distributes rations on time every month, needless to say, this is also Li Yongzhong's own money! Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even ordinary officers can't stop envy when they talk about it!

Now that the ugly time has passed, the rustling footsteps on the mountain road that was originally lonely are endless. More than 1,000 men kept their mouths shut, just burying their heads in the road. If one stood on the side of the road, one could hear heavy gasps, the slight metallic clash of armor and weapons as they walked, and the low, muffled sound of speech.

Li Yongzhong didn't hear Zheng Guocai speak for a long time, he chuckled, although his feet didn't stop, but he didn't see much hard work between walks. Lifting the brim of the eight-petal hat and helmet upwards, the young temporary battalion officer said with emotion: "It is said that civil officials are noble, and martial artists are cheap, but are we warriors who tie their heads to the waistband of their trousers, which civil official can live a stable life?" Grandpa Taizong once reprimanded the corrupt officials who were greedy for money and food for the ink soldiers, saying that the little soldiers were hard work, and the whole family was living on this meager income. ”

Although Zheng Guocai studied private school for a few days when he was young, where could he have seen this, and he was fascinated by it for a while! I only heard Li Yongzhong say again: "Not long after the beginning of the dynasty, the civil officials were in front of the military attachés just as we are in front of the civil officials today!" How did it end up like this? It's just because the warriors are not angry, on the battlefield, they lose their teachers and humiliate the country! Although I am not from the Wei Institute, I have also heard that the children of military families are not as good as day by day, where is there still the appearance of everyone competing to be the first in the past? If a person does not despise himself, will anyone be humiliated? We don't fight for ourselves, and we don't complain about other people's generals and martial artists to see them in the mud. ”

"Forget it, why are you talking about this now?" Li Yongzhong laughed self-deprecatingly, his feet sped up a few points, and when he walked fast, the figure was about to disappear into the darkness, and only the words came from Youyou: "Now that we arrive early, we will have a better chance of winning." After receiving a reward for military merits, not to mention promotion, at least, the brothers can eat a little more! ”

Xiaoping Mountain is located in the north direction of Baisasuo, and is the highest mountain in the surrounding 20 miles. The mountains and forests are deep, and the roads are mostly animal paths, not to mention 2,000 people, even if there are thousands more to hide in the mountains, it is also delusional to find traces in just a few hours. It has a valley, the valley is flat, this is also the origin of the name of Xiaoping Mountain, there used to be dozens of Yi people living in this place, and later fled because of the war, now occupy Xiaoping Mountain, is a group of fierce bandits who are not afraid of heaven and earth.

Therefore, the land used to be a stockade, and although the people have fled and the houses are dilapidated, it is better than camping in the wilderness. One of the best wooden houses was of course occupied by the chieftain Jincheon-dong. At this time, the night was deep, Guizhou was not as cold as Sichuan, and the night in August was unusually cold, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the fire, a pair of narrow eyes half-open and half-closed, and a gloomy light flashed in it from time to time.

Zhenchuan Dong's surname is Sun, the third in line, his parents died early, and he didn't have a serious name, so he took Sun Laosan as his name. This person was born shrewd, starting as a merchant, and a few years of prosperity allowed him to earn a family business. If he lived in peace, there would be no more merchants among the people, but Sun Laosan met a man named Tang Shuang, who claimed to be the protector of the White Lotus Sect at the age of twenty-five, and since then it has become the dividing line of his fate.

Sun Laosan was soon intoxicated with Tang Shuang's various statements about the White Lotus Sect, and was convinced of Tang Shuang's statement that he was the great disciple of the White Lotus Sect. After deliberation, they resolved to gather their strength and wait for the time to start up. According to the method discussed by the two at that time, Tang Shuang was responsible for recruiting disciples to train the team, and Sun Laosan was responsible for raising money and food, which was quite smooth at first, but soon Tang Shuang was beaten to death for offending the people in the official mansion.

He seems to have been born to do this business, and he has been crisscrossing eastern Sichuan for decades, and even Sun Laosan's old name has been abandoned and he has called himself Zhenchuandong. Others only thought that he was just an ordinary mountain bandit strongman, but they didn't know that he had already colluded with several provinces as a senior disciple of the White Lotus Sect! In the second year of the Apocalypse, there was a rebellion in Lu'an, and Zhenchuan East was going to take the opportunity to start an incident, but unexpectedly, the officials and troops reacted very quickly.

Zhenchuandong thus saw the strength of the official army, although he was still a little unwilling, he still wisely chose to lie dormant and silently cultivate his strength. It wasn't until this time that the ambitions of the two of them swelled, and they gathered 40,000 or 50,000 horses, known as 100,000 troops, and attacked Chishui again--Zhenchuandong thought that if he missed this time, he would not have another chance, so he decided to go out in person, with the 2,000 elite mountain bandits he had worked so hard to save, intending to fish in troubled waters.

Somehow, Jincheon-dong, who has always slept well at night, can't sleep today anyway. He put on a gown and sat in front of the fire with two bare arms, and after throwing two pieces of firewood into it, Zhenchuandong somehow recalled decades ago, when Tang Shuang was still there, one day when they were in a hurry, they missed the camp and had to sleep in the wild, and the two of them were just guarding a bonfire, and after the dry cakes were hot, they were chatting and laughing while eating hard cakes, this scene seemed to be yesterday, and now he has gray hair, and his face is no longer young.

Soon after, when Jincheon Dong remembers this, he thinks it is a sign that he is about to fail. But now he felt quite happy--because he thought it was his dead friend who remembered him, and so reminded him of the past--Zhen Chuandong coughed lightly, felt his eyelids sink and yawned, and his sleepiness was finally overdue.

When the mountain bandits in Xiaoping Mountain were snoring loudly one after another, the Xianzi battalion finally arrived nearby. After estimating the distance, Li Yongzhong turned his head and whispered to Qin Yong behind him: "Pass the word, rest in place for an hour of incense, and then call the team officers over!" ”

Qin Yong received the order to pass the word, and it didn't take long for the kung fu team officers to come one after another. The earliest ones were Cao Jinliang and Zheng Guocai, then Zhao Wancai and Zhou Qian, and finally a few others, as for Feng Baoqun, he was left behind this time, on the one hand, to guard the prisoners, and on the other hand, to deal with the Xiangzi battalion, perfunctory, and delay time - the Xianzi battalion obviously did not intend to share this greatest military feat with the Xiangzi battalion.

"Further on, there is Xiaoping Mountain." Li Yongzhong beckoned the team officers to sit down on the spot, and said with a serious face: "There was originally a Yi people's stockade here, and I guess that most of Zhenchuandong was hiding in that stockade!" After a while, we quietly touched it, and when we got closer, we threw all the torches out, and after the chaos, we waited for the platoon of the D team to shoot for a while, and then the teams went up! I don't believe it, but it's just some mountain bandits, what kind of reputation can they really train? ”

The cold murderous aura kept rolling out of Li Yongzhong's body. He assigned tasks in turn: "Zhou Qian, Zheng Guocai, Zhao Wancai, the three of you will outflank you from both sides of the valley for a while, and ambush first, see the fire in front of you, just do enough to make enough movement and rush up!" ”

Zhou Qian and the others immediately clenched their fists and promised.

"Cao Jinliang, you commanded Team D to occupy the entrance, and after a while, the fire broke out, and when you saw the thieves coming out, you shot me indiscriminately and killed me! Don't be stingy with the medicine, I can't get away with a thief today! ”

Cao Jinliang answered yes.

In the end, Li Yongzhong stood up, and under the moonlight, he could vaguely see the expression on his face, and only listened to him: "The rest of the people, take the tung oil torch, let's set fire to the thief!" ”

The houses of the Yi people are mostly wooden, especially afraid of fire, especially this village in Xiaoping Mountain, located in the recess of the mountain, it is dilapidated, and now it is summer again, the mountain wind is howling at night, not to mention arson, even a spark can burn a piece of white ground. The soldiers of the Xianzi battalion brought pine torches soaked in tung oil, and quietly lurked in from both sides of the cottage, and as soon as the officers gave the order, countless burning torches fell from the sky, and many thieves who were sleeping in a daze woke up from their sleep, and they were terrified to find that they were in a sea of fire!

Although he has arranged many sentry posts, a mountain bandit is not as good as the official army, even if the combat power is low, but the official army has received complete training, and the rules in the army are relatively complete, and the mountain bandits have never had these; On the other hand, the mountain bandits were more cautious a few days ago, but the so-called officers and troops have not appeared, and they will naturally slack off as time goes by. These torches in the Xianzi camp are all made of oil-rich pine branches, wrapped tightly with rags, and then dipped in specially prepared tung oil, which is guaranteed to make this small Pingshan a sea of fire!

But the bandits are not a good person to deal with. Many people are characters who lick blood with knives, and when they see this scene, they are aroused to be ferocious, and many people simply don't even wear shoes, just barefoot, **** body, cloaked hair, and rushed out waving weapons. It's a pity that before he walked in front of him, he was knocked to the ground by a fierce volley of guns from Team D!

"Wait for the thief to shoot closely!" "Steady! Steady! No orders, no shots! "You. . . He. Mother's ears are deaf, what?! Didn't hear me! Hit it closer! ”

"Bump! Touch! Touch! "The three-stage shooting ensured the continuity of the design as much as possible, and according to the prior agreement, when the fire of the D team sounded, the fastest bandits immediately fell to the ground as if they had been smashed to the ground by a sledgehammer, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and their wounds were also gushing with blood, and their hands and feet twitched for a moment, and then they never moved again!

Everywhere there was the roar of officers. From time to time, they looked up and became nervous - although some of the bandits frightened the sudden fire, and some of them perished in the flames, most of them survived unharmed and finally reacted - and some shouted: "This is the official army!" ”

"The officers and soldiers are coming! The officers and soldiers are coming!! ”

"Kill first!"

The chaotic shouts mingled together to form the most vivid picture of a war. Both the Ming army and the bandits have made their own contributions to this rich and colorful picture, and no one can imitate it. Set against the backdrop of raging fire, the killing of humans is stained with a hint of eerie color.

After two rounds of guns, Team D was empty. Only then did the other teams pass the D team, hold their swords and guns, and rush towards each other. The bandits on the other side who were lucky enough to escape the shooting either collapsed to the ground in fright, or they were stimulated to be ferocious, and rushed towards the soldiers regardless of it, becoming more fierce and fearless!

At this moment, the three teams that had been ambushed on the left and right flanks suddenly rushed out with a shout! At this time, the firelight had already reflected half of the sky, so bright that the people on both sides seemed to be able to count the eyebrows of the opposite person one by one! The Ming army vowed to take this place as their own military merit, and the bandits knew that this was a critical juncture, and once they lost, their lives would be lost! So as soon as I fought each other, I did my best! (To be continued.) )