The signal guns of the sentry camp are all specially made, and after the signal flares are issued, you can see the special smoke and the distinctive sound of the guns from a long distance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a few strange bangs, Xie Yike ordered to form a circle and form a circle with many horses, and the rest did not collect the wounded at night, and all of them hid in the horse pen, dismounted and guarded.

According to Xie Yike's judgment, although the distance between the enemy and us is almost the same, according to psychological inertia, even if the Tartars noticed the abnormality here, most of them also sent people over to inspect it first, and then the team galloped over.

Moreover, the traces of the battle on the road, the corpses of the Tartars, would make them suspicious, and exacerbate the slowness of their arrival.

The sentry battalion brothers, after discovering the signal, will rush to the horse at full speed, this one after the other, the distance between the two sides is the same, and their own reinforcements also arrive one step ahead.

Therefore, the immediate strategy is to stick to the backup is the best, after all, the injured brothers can't stand the bumps on horseback.

Sure enough, under the gaze of Xie Yike's clairmile mirror, the Tartar sentry cavalry in the north divided into a few horses and rushed to this side, but their brigade of men and horses stopped. And the brothers in the south of the night do not collect the dust, and the smoke and dust are even greater, and the wilderness is like a rolling torrent, and it is evident that all the horses have increased their speed to the maximum.

Seeing this situation, even the few Tartar sentries who rushed out hesitated, and slowed down their horses more and more.

The smoke and dust rushed into the sky, the sound of hooves was like thunder, and finally, the rolling knight rushing over from the south appeared in front of Xie Yike's eyes. They wore one-color hats and helmets, short bodies of bright red armor, and everyone beside them had a few fast horses, and in their manners, there was an indescribable fierce aura.

Like a red wave, they surging in, more than 100 horsemen, like thousands of troops and horses, running at the front, is a bearded, burly general, it is the sentry battalion general Wen Daxing.

From a distance, Wen Daxing saw the horse circle in front of him, a large number of horses, and the regiment united into a circle, such a large force of sentry camp men and horses, only Xie Yike, who came out of the post not long ago, had it.

His face was full of anxiety, worried that Xie Yike would have an accident, so he especially rushed to the front, and when he saw the tragic traces of the battlefield, his face changed greatly.

The night keepers behind him are also full of worries.

was worried, and suddenly Wen Daxing was overjoyed, and saw a few people running out of the horse circle, shouting at them, cheering and jumping, who are they if they are not Xie Yike?

Wen Daxing was overjoyed and shouted, "It's Brother Xie, it's Brother Xie." ”

He was also overjoyed if he didn't collect it at night: "It's Xie Ye." ”

"Xie Ye is fine, Ma Ye and they are fine......

Rushing towards Wen Daxing and the others who were rushing, Xie Yike kept stomping his feet and greeting: "Brother Wen, this way, this way." ”

His heart was relieved, and the Tartar sentry riders in the north had seen clearly, and in the clairmillary mirror, they were all wearing yellow armor with red edges, but they were soldiers and horses with yellow flags with Tartars, and the number exceeded fifty. Fighting again, he is completely unsure, unless he immediately gives up on his wounded brother, but how is this possible?

Fortunately, reinforcements from the Sentry Battalion arrived one step ahead of schedule.

Seeing that Ma Ziren beside him was also unstable, he kept shouting and raising his hand in front of him, and the brothers who were not injured also ran out one by one, cheering.

Xie Yike laughed, his heart was relieved, but infinite fatigue came to his heart, and suddenly his eyes were dark, and he didn't know who was going to be, only faintly heard the exclamations of Ma Ziren and others beside him.

When Xie Yike woke up again, he found that he was lying on a warm and comfortable bed, his upper body was naked, and someone was constantly moving on his shoulder.

…,

The smell of herbs filled his nostrils, Xie Yike struggled to get up, and a gentle and majestic voice sounded: "Don't move. ”

Xie Yike turned his head to look, but it was his brother-in-law Wang Dou, sitting on a chair and looking at him quietly, his eyes full of concern.

Beside him, there are many generals such as Wen Daxing, Han Chao, Zhong Xiancai, Zhong Tiaoyang, and Wang Tianxue, the chief medical officer, who is busy with himself, and there are several doctors next to him, who are helping him.

Xie Yike said with a hippie smile: "Why is there such a big battle, brother-in-law, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Wang Dou glared at him: "There is no brother-in-law in the army. ”

Xie Yike immediately took it seriously and said, "Yes, General."

Looking at his appearance, Zhong Xiancai and the others all laughed, and Wang Dou also showed a smile on his face: "You kid, you deserve to be punished." ”

He looked at Wang Tianxue next to him and said, "Mr. Wang, how is the injury of the first department, it doesn't matter, right?" ”

Wang Tianxue shook his head and said: "The general doesn't have to worry, although Mr. Xie Qian was in a coma, it was only caused by fatigue and depression. His main injury is that the back of the shoulder was hit by a blunt object, there are several bone cracks, fortunately, the bone cracks are not deep, bandage the wound, cover the wound with medicine, and rest for more than a month. ”

Xie Yike shouted: "What, just rest for more than a month?" ”

Wang Tianxue stroked his beard and said, "It's best to transfer to Songshan Fort to recuperate." ”

Xie Yike screamed: "This little injury is also going to Songshan Fort to recuperate?" ”

Wang Dou scolded: "Shut up, the recuperation of injuries in the army is handled by Doctor Wang with full authority, what the hell is your name?" ”

Xie Yike was quite afraid of his brother-in-law, and he didn't dare to say anything when he heard the words, but he had an active personality, and it was really sadder than killing him to recuperate with thick gauze wrapped in thick gauze like this.

Wang Tianxue stroked his beard and smiled, the general was suspicious, and he was not suspicious, and this attitude of trust made him very comfortable. Back then, a little doctor who was down, or was poached by Wang Dou with both soft and hard methods, and now with such an identity, Wang Tianxue always sighs at the wonder of the encounter-, it is really mysterious and mysterious. Wen Daxing smiled at this time: "Brother Xie, this time you have made meritorious efforts to sentry, and even the general was moved by the intelligence you brought back." ”

Wang Dou praised warmly: "It's really good." ”

Xie Yike immediately became excited again, and then his eyes turned red: "It's a pity that many brothers died in battle, and many brothers were injured. ”

In the end, he cried even more: "Many brothers have died in battle!" ”

While crying, he slammed the bed board under him hard, and there was a clattering sound.

Everyone in the house was gloomy, since the Battle of Jinzhou, the sentry battalion suffered heavy casualties, Wen Daxing bit his lower lip tightly, and his eyes showed pain.

Wang Dou shouted: "Why are you crying when a good man is crying? ”

Then he sighed: "Brothers who have been killed or wounded, I will never forget them in the Jingbian Army." ”

He stood up, looked at Xie Yike and said, "Take care of your injuries." ”

Looking back, he said again: "By the way, when your injuries are better in a few days, you write a war report, and the personnel of the Suppression Department will also check and investigate your sentry situation." ”

Xie Yike sobbed and said, "Hmm." ”

It is certain that Xie Yike and others have made great contributions to this outpost, but after each war, all military generals have to write a war report, which will be checked by the Zhenfu Division. Over the years, these practices have formed a series of military disciplines that the whole army is accustomed to.

Before leaving, Han Chao and others all comforted Xie Yike with warm words, and Wen Daxing even held Xie Yike's hand and said affectionately: "Brother Xie, you can take care of the matter of the sentry camp now, you don't have to worry." ”

Soon the crowd was gone, and the healers withdrew. …,

Xie Yike asked, and the brothers who were injured at the outpost were all treated in the house camp next door. At present, there are many medical officers in the Jingbian Army, and the medical conditions for the wounded soldiers are also the best among the Ming troops on the Jinzhou front.

"I'm going to recuperate for a month."

Xie Yike was wailing in his heart, and when he was bored, he suddenly saw countless heads poking into the door, but it was the brothers of the Sentry Battalion who came to see him.

For a while, the room was lively, and everyone said: "Seeing that Xie Ye is fine, I will be relieved to wait." ”

"Welcome to Xie Ye's victorious return.

In the crowd, there were Ma Ziren and the bench, both of whom were the same as Xie Yike, wrapped like zongzi everywhere.

After they bandaged their wounds, they sat quietly and bored, so they followed the flow of people and came to sit in Xie Yike's house.

Looking at the concerned eyes of the brothers and the cordial greetings, Xie Yike's heart was warm, and he smiled: "I said it was okay a long time ago, who is my old Xie?" Back when I was eight years old, a fortune teller told me that I had nine lives. ”

Everyone was laughing, and suddenly saw another person walking in at the door, Xie Yike was happy at first sight, but he was a sentry battalion president who could talk very well on weekdays.

The man said, "Ah, Brother Yike. ”

Xie Yike shouted, "Brother Aotian." ”

The man sighed: "As soon as the brother came back from the sentry, he heard about the matter of a brother, which is really thrilling." ”

He sat down in front of Xie Yike's bed and sighed: "This is a great calamity, and there will be blessings in the future." ”

Xie Yike said: "TOEFL, TOEFL, Brother Aotian, I am also glad to see you, brother." ”

The man said: "Brother Yike, this sentry must be exciting, let's talk to the brothers." ”

Seeing that everyone was gathered around, all of them were in high spirits, Xie Yike sighed: "It's a long story, my brother came out of the whistle this time, it can be described as birth and death, shocking the world, crying ghosts and gods." ”

The man said, "I want to hear about it." ”

Xie Yike's subdued voice came from inside the room: "...... If you want to talk about this, you have to start from when I led my brothers out of Daxingbao......"

After watching the wounded soldiers at night, Wang Dou came to another place in the barracks, where the cool breeze was blowing and the trees were shady.

In front of a large shed that was built, there was a row of corpses, these corpses were all sergeants who died in the battle with Xie Yike, and some seriously injured and incurable.

Here, a few healers are collecting their waist plates, registering their military badges, and sorting out their relics. In such a hot weather, the bodies are placed for a maximum of one or two days, and then they are cremated, and finally the ashes and relics are brought back to their families.

In the Jingbian Army, a farewell ceremony will be held before the cremation of the remains of the fallen soldiers.

Wang Dou passed by these corpses one by one, and all the generals followed behind him, all silent.

Wang Dou looked at the expressions of these corpses, some were peaceful, some were hideous, some were painful, some were close to middle age, some were very young, they were all elites in the army, and they all died in battle at this time.

Wang Dou watched quietly, as early as the Jingbianbao era, the corpses of his subordinates were constantly carried in front of him, and he saw too much, and his heart hardened.

However, every time he saw his heroic subordinates die in battle, his heart still hurts, and he will continue to suffer in the future.

Every time he saw the remains of these dead, Wang Dou always wondered, what did he come to this world for?

He recalled.

I first came to Daming, just to survive, to survive, so that I and my family can live a better life. With the strength of power, the horizon of the mind is broadened, and there are more things that can be done.

But what is the ultimate goal?

When I think of future generations, every time I read history, I always cover my books and sigh, and I am unwilling to regret all kinds of regrets in history.

Perhaps, God sent himself here to change this regret.

Wang Dou greeted these corpses slightly and left here. ）