Chapter 200: The Tiger Flag Doesn't Fall
In the city of Xifu, above the high-rise buildings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Lin Xiuwen stood by the railing, watching the movement of the General's Mansion in the distance, and seemed to be secretly relieved.
There, there were about 3,000 rebel troops rushing over, and those more than 1,000 rebel rebels were estimated to be able to take them quickly.
It's just that Lin Xiuwen still frowned slightly, and seemed to be a little gloomy.
Steward Qian gently came to Lin Xiuwen's side, and said directly: "Young Master, although Lord Lei is seriously injured, he has no worries about his life, and he can cultivate for more than a month, but the city defense during this period is ......."
Lin Xiuwen waved his hand, "It's okay, as long as Lei Xiaotian doesn't die, this time I miscalculated, I didn't expect that in addition to Ying Yan, Luo Feng also planted assassins next to Lei Xiaotian, but fortunately, it is not the worst result, and the last thirty days are crucial for the righteous army, Luo Qiucian died, two masters of no heartless realm, one died and one mutinied, Lei Xiaotian was seriously injured, Luo Feng fled west, we must hold Xifu City." ā
Steward Qian hesitated for a moment, "Young Master, do you need to ask Cui Dadu for help?" ā
Lin Xiuwen sneered, "What kind of character Cui Jiuling is, if he wanted to send someone to support, I'm afraid, he would have been on the road a long time ago." ā
After speaking, Lin Xiuwen stroked the rough wooden railing, felt the quaint texture, closed his eyes gently, and sighed: "From now on, I will be left as a scholar." ā
There are thousands of people in the world who read the books of sages and sages, and learn the way of loyalty, in his Lin Xiuwen's view, they are all selfish people who seek their own and family careers.
Living in the temple and being far away from the rivers and lakes, the morality of the articles in the pen, and the patriotism and forgiveness in the mouth are nothing more than the way of fooling the people, but I am afraid that they are just fooling themselves, but those people are not yet aware of it, but are complacent about it.
The spark ignited by Wu Jing and Luo Qiucicada has already set the prairie on fire.
It's a pity that Luo Qiucicada didn't see the new era with his own eyes.
Lin Xiuwen opened his eyes and secretly clenched his fists, this young gang leader who had always been lazy finally showed a trace of cruelty.
I will help create this new country.
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General's Palace.
Zuo Yin put away the knife and looked at the courtyard in silence, where the corpses of the fire tiger and the rebel army were stacked on top of each other.
The more than 800 rebel rebels who were still on the scene seemed to have lost their spirit at the moment when Luo Feng left, and occasionally a few madmen who still wanted to resist stubbornly were shot through by the rushing wind falcon.
And the 3,000 rebels are coming.
The sound of footsteps in the rain, splashing, and the sound directly reached the general's mansion, so that the rebel rebels in the field lost the will to resist, and most of them left their weapons on the ground casually, and it seemed that they all knew their situation.
And Zuo Yin and the fire tigers were silent, and did not take the opportunity to humiliate these rebel rebels, but silently cleaned up the bodies of the fire tigers one by one, which is also the practice of the fire tigers.
Everyone watched, and more than fifty fire tigers, including Zuo Yin, Shen Mu, Wu He, Guo Shixiong and others, all bent down and took off the emblem of the fire tiger on the left chest of the dead fire tiger, and put it away preciously.
As for the corpses, they were first carried under the eaves and buried until the weather was clear.
Dying in war is the misfortune of a soldier, but it is also the eternal destiny of a soldier.
Zuo Yin closed his lips tightly, took off the emblem of the Fire Tiger seriously, and turned around to hand it to Wang Feiyu beside him, this sense of ritual is also the best way for Wang Feiyu to integrate into the Fire Tiger as soon as possible.
Wang Feiyu was panicked in his heart, as if there was a thick fog shrouded in his heart, and it seemed to be like a boulder pressing on his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.
When he was in Qingshan City, Lin Xiuwen told him about the outside world, and also told him what Zuo Yin did in Cangnan, as a young man, how could he not have a yearning for the outside world in his heart, and how could he be willing to spend his life in a small city that was almost isolated?
So when Zuo Yin led the Fire Tiger north, he followed without hesitation, just to see him.
See the vastness of the world, see the personnel disputes, and see the roar of the iron horse.
See your own heart more.
Such a day is what he Wang Feiyu longs for.
Along the way, the people of the Fire Tiger, the cold helplessness, the arrogant Guo Shixiong, and the smiling Shen Mu, these people all left a deep impression on Wang Feiyu, and there are many more.
And now, after two battles in one night, most of the people he knew, gone, and they all slept forever in this Xifu City.
The young man who experienced a disastrous victory for the first time stood in the rain in vain, letting the rain wash over his body, as if this was the only way to relieve the heaviness of his heart.
Zuo Yin finished collecting the emblem of the Fire Tiger, turned his head and found that Wang Feiyu was still standing in place, he seemed to realize something, patted Wang Feiyu on the shoulder, and said softly: "The tragedy of the strong man, you should be generous, this is what an old man once said." ā
After speaking, Zuo Yin took the emblems of the Fire Tiger from Wang Feiyu's hand, and after cherishing them in his arms, he began to carry the body of the Fire Tiger, it seems that he wanted to move the body under the eaves first.
When Wang Feiyu heard that Zuo Yin only said such a sentence, he suddenly felt a kind of puzzled and nameless anger, and he suddenly roared: "That's it? That's it? These people believe in you, this is why they chose the path of helping the rebels, just now they fought against the imperial army, and now, they died at the hands of the rebels, we don't please either side, you just made an eight-word comment, this is the end, this is the end of the mother? ā
"Smack!"
Zuo Yin straightened his waist and looked at Wang Feiyu, but his eyes were unusually calm.
The other people who were still cleaning up the corpse of the fire tiger on the side all looked at it with a worried face, Guo Shixiong strode over and hurried over with a scolding, "You shut up for me, Wang Xiaopang, you just fucking take care of the tiger flag, what do you do so much?" ā
Zuo Yin straightened his arm, stopping Guo Shixiong's impulse, and he said lightly: "Brother Guo, you don't have to defend this guy like this, he and I grew up together, and we won't turn against each other because of this problem." ā
Guo Shixiong was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that the calm young man in front of him, after experiencing many things, was no longer the little pharmacist who had just joined the Fire Tiger.
Zuo Yin looked at Wang Feiyu and said calmly: "The moment before the tiger attacked, it was all ambushed, remembering the departure of comrades-in-arms, it should be, but more importantly, it is revenge, this time it is Luo Feng who agitated these rebels, what we have to do is obvious: bury the fire tiger who died in battle, kill Luo Feng, that's all." ā
Just two things.
After speaking, Zuo Yin lowered his body again, directly picked up the corpse of a fire tiger, and walked towards the eaves.
Guo Shixiong came to Wang Feiyu's side, looked at the little fat man who was a little thoughtful and a little remorseful, patted Wang Feiyu's shoulder vigorously, and said unceremoniously: "Wang Xiaopang, if you want to become a member of the Fire Tiger, you have to get used to the way the Fire Tigers think." ā
Wang Feiyu nodded, looking at Zuo Yin's back, but he felt a little emotional.
The kid who dug out the bird's nest with him to listen to the book review has grown to the point where he is today, and the vicissitudes of the world are really surprising.
Thinking of the scene just now, Wang Feiyu secretly clenched his fists, he knew what Zuo Yin wanted to express, so he secretly swore that since these people trusted him so much and handed him the task of holding the tiger flag, then as long as he Wang Feiyu was still alive, even on the battlefield.
The tiger flag will never fall! (To be continued.) )