The heavy rain gradually became lighter, and the fleet full of more than 4,000 remnants of the reading force was connected and slowly sailed to the southwest, and it was impossible to distinguish the southeast and northwest on the dark and heavy lake.

The two big ships in the fleet were four meters apart, walking in the opposite direction, An Yi issued an order to suspend the advance was transmitted to the front and rear of the team, the whole fleet stopped on the water more than 300 meters away from the lake shore, a five-meter-long gangplank was quickly erected between the two big boats, Yin Jinan, Hu Jialin and Ding Zhicheng and others quickly came to An Yi's cabin through a one-foot-wide slippery springboard, and listened to An Yi under the oil lamp pointing at the map and issuing orders:

“…… Lao Ding, you lead the brothers of the special brigade to set off first, and you must rush to Shaji, which is 12 kilometers to the south, within two and a half hours, Shaji is less than 14 kilometers away from Suqian County, and I estimate that the garrison will not exceed one battalion, and it is likely to be only one company, you must take it quietly, and the brothers will count on you. We will go down another kilometer, go ashore on the east side of Chakou Village, and meet you in Shaji before dawn. ”

"Boss, are you going to take a fork in the road? As a result, most of the brothers have to walk along the edge of Suqian County! Ding Zhicheng looked at An Yi in surprise.

An Yi asked confidently: "If you are the Suqian guard, do you think I dare to break through from under your nose?" What's more, with such heavy rain, you can't see anyone ten meters away. ”

Ding Zhicheng nodded with relief: "Okay!" We set out first, and we will not fail to live up to the trust of the boss and all the brothers! ”

Ding Zhicheng left quickly, walked two steps out of the cabin, flew over the lake more than four meters wide, and landed lightly on the big boat in front of him like a night owl.

Wu Zhaolin, a forty-year-old captain at the bow of the boat, was shocked by this kung fu, looked around, and walked quickly into the cabin, An Yi, who was arranging the task, motioned for him to sit beside him, explained to Hu Zi and the others in a few words, and told Hu Zi to call the young fisherman Qinghe over after passing the boat.

The brothers left one after another, and Wu Qinghe, the young fishermen's leader who looked like a tiger, also bent down and walked into the low cabin, An Yi motioned for him to sit down, bent over and turned around, knelt in front of Wu Zhaolin, the captain with a "bang", and kowtowed three times:

"Uncle Zhaolin, the little nephew represents the remaining 4,672 brothers of the Reading Master, thank you for the kindness of the uncle and the villagers for their reconstruction!"

Wu Zhaolin was startled, picked up An Yi, and shouted excitedly: "I can't help it!" I can't help General Ahan......"

The young Wu Qinghe was stunned by the scene in front of him, he never thought that General An, who was famous all over the country, would kowtow to these poor fishermen, although An Yihu fell into Pingyang at this moment, but how can he still be a high-ranking general! What's more, An Yi's army has no offense against the common people, and it is like helping the elderly, just like its own relatives, there is a good reputation within a radius of 100 miles, everyone calls the reading division of the first army of the revolutionary army not called the reading division, but called the "An Jiajun", many old people even compare the An Jiajun with the Yue Jiajun in ancient times, so just shout a few words, everyone is willing to help, where will you think of any thanks kowtow for these things?

Wu Qinghe saw his uncle trembling and hurriedly hugging An Yi, who was tearful in his eyes, and was moved, stepped forward and grabbed An Yi's arm, and pressed him to sit down:

"General, your army is different from all armies, it is the soldiers of our people, no matter what we do for you, we are willing, the younger brother only hates himself for being an only son, and the family is counting on the younger brother to pass the son, otherwise the younger brother will definitely follow the general, and serve before and after the saddle...... Hi! Needless to say, your journey is worrying! ”

An Yi took a deep breath, his voice trembled a little: "Brother Qinghe is deeply affectionate, and the villagers are as kind as the sea, in order to help us escape, more than sixty villagers were killed and injured by enemy planes, but they still sent thousands of us here without regrets, as long as I An Yi left my life, I will never forget!"

Don't look at the fact that the warlords are gaining power and making a comeback, their words will not last long, at most a year or less than half a year, our revolutionary army will definitely fight back!

Uncle Zhaolin, Brother Qinghe, this time we are really dragging down the villagers, there is no thank you before parting, we can only leave some money to show our hearts...... Don't shirk! Brother Qinghe, you sit still, Uncle Zhaolin, you listen to the little nephew first, our trip is very difficult, to put it bluntly, we are outlaws, it is really not suitable to carry money and too heavy things on our bodies, so I left more than 3,000 oceans, and those bags of money are in Brother Qinghe's cabin, if we don't accept it, our more than 4,000 brothers will feel uncomfortable! ”

"This ...... This ......"

The simple and honest Uncle Zhaolin will only tremble.

"No! We will not be righteous in doing so, our people in Shawan Village and the surrounding ten miles and eight townships have never done such a thing for generations. ”

Wu Qinghe was so excited that the blue tendons on his forehead protruded, and he was just about to stand up when he was pulled by An Yi.

An Yi said gratefully: "Brother Qinghe, don't be like this, this is not a business but the feelings of your own family, understand?" There is one thing I have to entrust to you, more than 10,000 brothers of our reading division fought all the way out of the siege from Yaoji in the west, and immediately retreated from the Shawan waterway after taking the county seat, in these two days of fierce fighting, about 1,600 brothers were lost, half of them were recruits within a radius of 100 miles, it is estimated that they could not find us to hide, if one day these brothers could not withstand the oppression of the warlords and organize themselves, begging Brother Qinghe to hand them a message, just say that no matter what, they are all my brothers of An Yi, no matter where they go in the future, what they do, As long as I, An Yi, live, I will still be their brothers, and everyone in An Yi will be their brothers! ”

"General......

Wu Zhaolin and Wu Qinghe couldn't help but call in unison, and through getting along with the officers and soldiers for a day and a night, they knew that those who left the An Jiajun were deserters to put it bluntly, but An Yi politely called the people who left the army "separated", and still called them brothers so benevolently, how could it not be very moving?

An Yi stared into Wu Qinghe's eyes, struggled with his thoughts for a while, and then said slowly:

"Brother Qinghe, there is something that may be abrupt, but the parting is imminent, I can't help but say it, don't be surprised when you say it, if you think it's not appropriate, you don't say it."

Wu Qinghe nodded emphatically: "Say, general, let me do anything!" ”

An Yi approached Wu Qinghe and said in a low voice, "Do you know that last night we sank more than 3,000 long and short spears in the northern bay of the island? ”

Wu Qinghe and Wu Zhaolin were taken aback, and An Yi continued: "Not only more than 3,000 guns, but also 34 heavy machine guns, 63 French-made mortars, and in the woods where the wounded were resting, we dug a shallow pit and buried 39 boxes of rifles and shell gun bullets, because we had to flee for our lives and couldn't take them with us, and we had to carry more than 400 wounded and sick brothers on the road together, so we all stayed."

Half of these weapons and ammunition were captured when Pixian was captured, and we took away most of the ammunition, leaving not much left, if you and the villagers can use it, go back and fish it up and hide it, or wait for the rumors to pass and quietly disperse and sell it for a few dollars, but you should be extra careful when selling, sell as far away as possible, don't sell more than five at a time It should be fine. ”

Wu Zhaolin's uncle and nephew looked at An Yi in a daze, An Yi stood up and said, "It's almost three o'clock now, we have to take advantage of this rainy night to go ashore and run quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome as soon as the day dawns." ”

The uncle and nephew hurriedly ran out of the cabin, and after a while, the whole fleet set off again in a low voice, slowly southward, and walked forward for more than twenty minutes to dock one after another, because they did not dare to dock at the fish wharf, they could only anchor in the winding shallows, and the coast was full of high reeds and weeds and silt for three miles, and it was knee-deep to step on, and every step was very difficult.

The villagers saw that the officers and soldiers of Anjia were carrying heavy guns and ammunition and wading slowly through the water, and hundreds of wounded and sick were tied to the officers and soldiers.

Wu Zhaolin's uncle and nephew stood at the stern of their big boats, drenched in heavier and heavier rain, looking at the An Jiajun who had long since disappeared. Wu Zhaolin raised his head, wiped the rain from his face, sighed, and then said to himself:

"Such a heavy rain will pass soon, it is estimated that tomorrow will be another sunny day, may the Bodhisattva bless General An, and bless everyone in Anjiajun to return home safely......"

Wu Qinghe was panicked in his heart, feeling that his nose was sour, he had never seen an army like An Jiajun, after the fiasco, the military discipline was still strict, the officers and soldiers had deep affection for each other, they would never give up, they would rather throw away their guns than throw away their wounded brothers, their actions were neat and the military discipline was strict, more than 4,000 people went ashore except for the sound of water, footsteps and wheezing, almost no one said a word, all of them were ragged and full of gunsmoke, and they were still so tenacious and strong, so that Wu Qinghe's young heart was completely shocked.

Wu Qinghe faintly heard his uncle's heavy sigh, put away his thoughts, ordered his men to swing the boat closer, jumped onto Wu Zhaolin's boat with an arrow step, pulled the uncle back to the cabin, took off his wet clothes, tore off the cloth Jin hanging on the roof of the cabin and handed it to the uncle:

"Uncle, do you think General An can return to Jiangnan safely?"

Wu Zhaolin took off his coat, took the cloth towel to wipe his copper-colored body, paused for a moment and continued to wipe the water stains on his waist:

"General An is not a mortal, his army is the toughest army I have ever seen, all of them are strong in martial arts, they have fought dozens of big victories, and they have beaten Sun Chuanfang and Zhang Zongchang's army to the point of losing their armor, if it were not for more than 100,000 people surrounding them this time, and there were no reinforcements, they would never have been defeated. In the past two days, you have also seen that none of the survivors are like a black seed, all of them are like iron beatings, and no one can stop them. ”

Wu Qinghe sighed: "I really want to join General An's army, and the other young people in the village have told me that they all want to join General An, but it's a pity that An's army is going to run for their lives and won't accept people." ”

"Don't think nonsense, your father is your only seedling, let's go to Egret Island to pick up the gun, scoop it up, wipe it clean and bury it first, and wait for the wind to stop.

You go and count the ocean left by General An, and when you return to the village, you have to make up for the dead relatives. Wu Zhaolin whispered, and Wu Qinghe answered and quickly jumped over his boat.

The uncle and nephew and the young men on the more than 200 returning fishing boats did not expect that when they returned home, what awaited them was ashes and patches of relatives on the beach, and that there were more than 1,400 people in the village, except for the 500 or so men on the boat who survived, there was no one left alive.

In less than three months, on the large and small islands and tidal flats in the Llama Lake, there were more than 3,000 strong water thieves, and they ransacked the counties and townships around the Luoma Lake and the military camps with sophisticated equipment and bloody means, and became the largest water bandits in the north and south of the sonic boom.

(To be continued)