Chapter 270: Fairy
Li Dazhui doesn't understand Zhu Yong and doesn't understand, how can there be an immortal on the battlefield, although more than half of the sharpshooter battalion was killed and wounded this time, but they were not sacrificed in vain, at least they pulled nearly ten Tatar cavalry as the bottom of each life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although death is still glorious is Li Dazhui and Zhu Yong's interpretation of every soldier who has lost his life, but Tang Ming doesn't think so, he grew up under the red flag in later generations, and once upon a time he saw such a cruel side, others can't change this situation with little force, but he can still choose to escape.
Out of sight and out of mind, as long as he doesn't experience these things personally, he doesn't need to face it, the hurdle in his heart can never be crossed, and he can't stand such stimulation when he sees the death and injury of his comrades and relatives.
Li Dazhui's question Tang Ming couldn't answer him either, after all, the thinking is different, and the angle of looking at things is also different, maybe this is the so-called generation gap. It's not that Tang Ming really can't adapt to the cruelty of war, but he doesn't want to adapt to it at all.
If you can't change today's society, then the only choice is to change yourself to fit in, but it takes a process and a little time. At least Tang Ming can't fit into Li Dazhui and Zhu Yong's concepts now.
In the evening, the team marched to the entrance of the Dajia Valley, and for the sake of safety, Tang Ming ordered to camp at the mouth of the valley to rest, and set off again early tomorrow morning.
When he left the army, there was not enough food and grass in the army, so Zhu Di only gave Tang Ming three days of dry food. After the big valley to the Ming boundary, there is another day's trip to Kaipingwei, the three days of dry food is quite sufficient, of course, this has to be under the premise that everything goes well.
Wild animals are rarely seen on the plains, and everyone has only hunted a few rabbits along the way, and Tang Ming has already ordered the guards to deal with the rabbits and send them over. Li Dazhu, Zhu Yong and Tang Ming sat around the fire, and nine fat rabbits were strung on three branches.
There is no seasoning in the wilderness, and the only seasoning is salt, and the dehaired rabbit is dipped in salt and roasted on the fire. Tang Ming was very skilled with one hand, and his movements were done in one go, and it could be seen that he had done such a thing.
After the three of them chatted for a while, the roast rabbit on the fire was already bubbling with oil, and the fragrance gradually dispersed and aroused the gluttonous worms in the stomachs of the three of them, and the sound of swallowing saliva came and went for a while.
The night on the plains was exceptionally quiet, except for the rustle of leaves from the wind, and only the scattered sound of insects. Most of the soldiers had already fallen asleep after a day's travel, and the entire camp had fallen silent, except for the vigilant sentinels.
The scar on Zhu Yong's face still prevented him from eating, and his jaw moved and his teeth were implicated, causing him to gasp in pain. Seeing the food but not being able to endure it, the pain almost drove him crazy.
Tang Ming teased lukewarmly: "Look, you are the result of a belligerent, your skin and flesh have never been able to block the knife and gun, and a good face is not handsome, but now it's okay, this scar is not expected to disappear in the future, it will be disfigured directly, I think Lao Zhu will have to worry about your marriage in the future." ā
Zhu Yong pouted and said: "I, Zhu Yong, am an eight-foot man, and I have never retreated from the battlefield to kill the enemy bravely, and I still need to worry about marrying a daughter-in-law, and my scar looks like a man, it is like your body is so weak that you run away when the wind blows, and I don't know that my sister-in-law will marry you when she likes you." ā
Tang Ming was too lazy to break with Zhu Yong, anyway, it was Zhu Neng who would have a headache in the future, and he had nothing to do with him. Taking a bite of rabbit meat hard, Tang Ming chewed it on purpose, Zhu Yong swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and his expression suddenly stopped, and he no longer had that indifferent look.
While the three of them were chatting happily, suddenly a small voice sounded from the grass behind them: "Weihaihou is really an open-minded person, and he will slip away after winning the battle, you think someone will let you go back comfortably." ā
The three of them were taken aback, Zhu Yong and Li Dazhui stood up even more, they had no weapons in their hands and could only take a branch casually, facing the source of the voice, and said coldly: "Where did the rats come from, what kind of ability is it to hide their heads and tails, and stand up and fight with your grandfather Zhu Yong for hundreds of rounds." ā
"Whoosh!"
As soon as Zhu Yong's words fell, a foreign object suddenly shot straight from behind the grass, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the root of Zhu Yong's thigh.
"Poof!"
"Ahh Zhu Yong's thigh only felt a pain, and he suddenly stood unsteadily and took a few steps back, and finally stabilized his body, but he heard the shrill voice sound again: "Dare to be wild in front of your aunt and grandmother, this is the first warning, if you dare to hit it next time, it will not be your thigh, if you don't believe it, you can give it a try." ā
Zhu Yong was not convinced, he was caught in an unguarded situation just now, and he wanted to scold as soon as he pointed at the grass with his hand, but Tang Ming frowned and stopped, and said coldly: "I don't know what this aunt means by hiding in the grass in the middle of the night to listen to the chat of the three of us, if you are interested in the content of our chat, you might as well come out and chat together." ā
"Hehe, I heard that Weihaihou is young but very slippery, and when I saw it today, it was really like this." The grass shook slightly, and a slender figure gradually emerged from the grass.
Through the faint light of the fire beside him, Tang Ming could see the face of the person who came clearly, his eyebrows and big eyes, and his tight mouth was slightly upturned, indicating that the owner seemed to be in a bad mood at the moment. Ying Ying's thin waist twisted slightly, and her huge breasts kept trembling slightly as she walked.
A woman, still a young woman, judging from her appearance alone, should be about the same age as Tang Ming. This barren mountain and wild leader was still in the middle of the night, and suddenly a young girl appeared ghostly, and the three of them were suddenly terrified.
Fortunately, I knew in my heart that this was a person in the conversation just now, not some demon or monster, but these three big men who were not afraid of death were still taken aback.
The girl smiled at Tang Ming, and said, "The little woman Bai Xiaolan has seen Master Hou, and I hope to forgive me for Tang Su's visit." ā
The expression on Tang Ming's face at this moment can only be described as obscene, the girl's beauty is the kind of beauty that is pure and does not eat the fireworks of the world. Coupled with the sound of the warbler and the sound of the swallow at this moment, Tang Ming had already been deeply immersed in it.
"Goblins!"
This was the first thought that popped into Tang Ming's mind, Bai Xiaolan's voice seemed to have a kind of magic, and with her demeanor, people couldn't extricate themselves when they looked at it for the first time.
Bai Xiaolan seemed to be very satisfied with Tang Ming's reaction, and the smile on her face deepened again, and her expression became more charming.
Three wounded men, a charming young girl, the four of them stood opposite each other, and none of them spoke again, and the atmosphere of silence was extremely strange. (To be continued.) )