On the top of the towering city, the big banner of the word "Shun" on a white background fluttering in the wind looms in the thick black smoke, the huge roar of artillery firing, and the shouting of soldiers that shook the sky to kill, scattered the birds and beasts within a radius of dozens of miles in Yangzhou City.

More than ten miles south of the city, on the top of Tongshan Mountain, there is a gambling game that is incompatible with the life-and-death battle under the mountain.

"Lao Tzu pays ten taels, bet on Li Zicheng to win."

The person who spoke was Boss Liang, and at this time, he was shirtless, staring at the unclear battlefield in the distance, and at the same time took out a heavy ingot of silver from the shroud around his waist, and pressed it on the improvised wooden board with a 'pop'.

I saw that he quickly put away the silver, picked up the forked brush and dipped it on the tip of his tongue, and put down the pen on a white paper full of words.

Then, he picked up the paper and blew the ink that had faded, and shouted to the young man who was not far away who was observing the battle situation with his hands behind his back: "Fourth, can you see clearly from such a distance?" It's getting late, so there's no need to delay. ”

Healthy wheat-colored skin, eyes set off by a pair of willow-like eyebrows, and angular lips give someone a feeling of heartbeat. A set of gray-black coarse linen clothes, with an old gray webbing belt tied around his waist, and a pair of leaky gangster cloth shoes under his feet, was his new outfit after going up the mountain.

Where the hell are you?

At this time, his mind was not on the tragic battlefield at the bottom of the mountain, but on his family, who did not know where he was. It's been more than half a month since he got to the mountain, and every night he has the same dream, a nightmare that makes him feel painful. Seeing his relatives die tragically in front of him one by one, but he couldn't do anything, that kind of despair, he will never forget for the rest of his life. Even if he finally traveled through time and space with their souls, he still couldn't forget those desperate faces.

Wait for me, I will definitely find you, I will definitely ......

After half a sound, Fan Jinyan put away his thoughts, turned around and smiled at the fake show, "Second brother, don't worry, the younger brother has to see it before he goes down." ”

When the words fell, he reached into his arms, took out a handful of broken silver and threw it on the table, "All belongings, bet on Daming to win." ”

The fake show was afraid that he would regret it, so he took it into his arms. Soon he wrote again, the fourth, five taels of broken silver, bet on Da Ming to win.

At this time, Liang Xiangru, who was watching the excitement on the side, walked up to Fan Jinyan, stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Fourth brother, you are so stupid, don't you make it clear that you will send silver flowers to the second brother, if you think there is a lot of silver, give me flowers!" ”

Since Fan Jinyan was promoted to the fourth leader by Liang Laoda, Liang Xiangru changed his name. Of course, it was all Fan Jinyan who exchanged silver and various love stories.

In addition to a fake show talent who succeeded in his treacherous scheme and was smug, several other people said that Fan Jinyan was stupid, clumsy, blind and silver, and cheapened the second child.

Fan Jinyan looked back at the vague battlefield in the distance, and couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, you are so easy to win when Lao Tzu's money is so good, wait and see! He'll cry for a while!

In fact, he had already guessed that the defenders in the city had run out of strength from the broken walls of Yangzhou City and that he had not seen reinforcements during this time. If there are no more reinforcements, Yangzhou City will sooner or later be in the pocket of the Ming Dynasty.

Although Li Zicheng's Dashun army was strong, it could occupy barren land with no harvest, and it had to divide its troops to face the Qing Dynasty outside Shanhaiguan and Zhang Xianzhong in Sichuan. In the case of internal and external troubles, it is simply impossible to seize the rich land in the south of the Yangtze River with lightning speed.

The Ming Dynasty was also well aware of the importance of Yangzhou City to the defense of Nanjing, and never gave up the offensive against Yangzhou. The three-year-long tug-of-war turned Yangzhou City into a war meat grinder, and the smell of blood floating over Yangzhou never disappeared, and the corpses of the soldiers of the two countries piled up under the city could almost be piled up with another copper mountain.

But all this has nothing to do with the gang of guys watching the excitement on the copper mountain. Their fixed task every day is to watch the play and place bets, and when they have no money, they go to robbery, eat big households, and live a good life.

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As the sun set, the artillery finally muted down, the shouts of killing gradually subsided, and the two countries finally stopped fighting and prepared for another battle tomorrow.

Watching the excitement, I also packed my things and went back to wait for Xiao Jiu to come back.

In just half an hour, Xiao Jiu ran back out of breath, and before he could catch his breath, he was stopped by the anxious fake show, "Jiu'er, how is it?" Can the soldiers of the Ming army go to the city? ”

Xiao Jiu was the handsome young man who was dragged into the room by Huang Yaozu that big night. At this time, he didn't dare to resist when he was grabbed by the fake show, he glanced at Huang Yaozu, who had a bad face, and said with a smile: "Return, if you are the second master, Da Ming wins"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit by a fake show to fry chestnuts, only to see his eyes staring like bull's eyes, "What? Are you reading wrong, how is it possible. ”

Xiao Jiu touched his head and muttered with an aggrieved face: "No, today Daming is very fierce, and he has attacked the city wall several times." ”

After speaking, he was afraid of being beaten again, so he hid behind Huang Yaozu's back.

After hearing this, Fan Jinyan immediately smiled, and grabbed the fake Xiucai who wanted to slip away, "Second brother, but you want to go back to the house to get the silver?" The little brother will go with you. ”

After saying that, he dragged the fake show with a crying face to go to his house to get the money, which made the rest of the people laugh.

Fake Xiucai stared at the silver he had just taken out on the table with a painful face, "Fourth, all my brother's belongings are here, can you leave some for me?" ”

After speaking, the cunning look inadvertently revealed at the corner of his mouth flashed, and then he pretended to look at Fan Jinyan, who was counting the silver happily, with a pitiful expression.

Fan Jinyan, who looked down and counted the silver, didn't notice the change in the fake Xiucai's expression, and after counting, even the wrapped cloth wrapped in silver was received in his arms, "Second brother, don't cry poor, it's only two hundred taels of silver here, and you haven't put it in today's dozens of taels, so you will be your brother's gambling book." ”

When the words fell, he didn't look at the fake Xiucai with a painful expression on his face, and slipped out of the room in three steps and two steps.

"Hmph." As soon as Fan Jinyan went out, the fake show's face suddenly became gloomy and terrifying, "My silver is not so easy to take, you kid had better not fall into my hands." ”

Immediately, he returned to the appearance of physical pain, and it took a long time before he went out to eat in the hall in despair.

Pheasants and hares stewed with mountain mushrooms, steamed buns are enough, it is the dinner of this small cottage, compared to those poor people who are in dire straits, it is simply a paradise life.

The skill of the crippled cook is good, Fan Jinyan has eaten a lot, and in the end he couldn't hold it anymore, so he put down the chopsticks.

After the meal, Huang Yaozu said in a muttering voice while picking his big yellow teeth: "Big brother, we haven't done a big deal for a long time, and I can't even hold a knife every day in the mountains."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liang Xiangru, who was still eating in small bites, "Third brother, I'm afraid it's not itchy hands!" Do you miss your old friend in Yangzhou City, Miss Chunmei. ”